Five Cent Wide Awake Library (vol. 2) (1896 01 10)
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~~ YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPAIN. i. ry y’ ~ YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPALN. CHAPTER IL. THE VICTIM'S RETURN—BULL RUNNING—THE ORPHAN IS IN TROUBLE AGAIN. Harry GirDWOOD was now radiant with smiles. : 2 “What did I tell you, Harry?” said the suc- cessful combatant. “An illigant fight,” said the diver, “but the fun was precious soon over.” . “Come home with us,” said Jack. ‘‘ You're going down to the wreck this morning?” “ Yes, sor.” “T can give you a job.” oe “Can you, though? Ye’re good at giving jobs, yer honor, axing yer pardon. eve give that mossoo don a job in the stummick that'll want a deal of mending.” ** Well, the beast deserved it, but now let tus come to breakfast,” said Harry. “T’ve not done a bad ae work either,” said the military waiter. ‘I did well to make my bargain last night.” “You did,” said Jack, “and I'll treble the tip, my boy, for you're an honest fellow, and a true Englishman. And now for breakfast.” Need we say that»being blest with healthy English appetites, they.did ample justice to t? ““ What is that fellow doing over the way?” said Harry, when the edge of his appetite was pretty well blunted. As he spoke, he pointed to a very shabby- looking Spaniard, who was plastering some gaudy strips of colored paper to the wall of a house opposite. : * Looks like a bill-sticker,” replied Jack. ‘Then let him beware.” The two youths continued to watch him till he had almost covered the side of the building with an immense advertisement, which being at least ten timesas large as any- thing else of that kind in the town, was evi- ' dently some announcement of great im- en s “Waiter,” shouted Jack, rin; the bell. “ Yessir, comin’, sir,” res: the Eng- lish attendant. “We want to know what that big bill is about.” “ A bull fight, sir,” « A bull fight, when?” * At two oclock to-morrow, sir.” “Shall we go, Harry?’ asked young Jack. ** Don’t ape Feng it, after all =o read on the subject, but I suppose being in Spain, we must doas the Spaniards do, flow far is it to the arena?” A “Half a mile, sir; you can’t mistake the road ; all you has to do is to foller the crowd.” Now it may be taken for granted that all Spaniards are fond of their national pastime of the bull fight, but it is also a fact that in all towns where such sport is —— there are a number of poor ple who are unable to pay for admission to the arena, Therefore, for the gratification of these humble folk, it is custo to exhibit the bulls publicly the oF before the fight. ‘his public exhibition of the animals takes place in the following fashion : The bulls having been driven down from the mountains, are pastured in some meadows belonging to the authorities, till the evening before the fight, when they are driven thence through the chief streets to the stalls, or tor- til, of the arena, All the lower classes to witness this gratuitous exhibition—called the encierro— to speculate on the qualities and condition of the animals, and the prospect of their show- “ What's up, Jack ?" asked Harry. “Cant say, old boy, unless it is another rev- olution. Ask the waiter.” hat, whose scanty jacket betrayed his want of shirt, whose breeches were woefully tat- tered, but who, nevertheless, wore his cloak gracefully draped over his shoulder, with as _— an air as though he had been a gran- ee of the bluest blood. Both lads burst into loud laughter at the sight of this figure. The object of their mirth hearing the sound of laughter, looked up, and perceiving that they were laughing at him, scowled most ferociously. Of course this only increased the mirth of our hero and his friend, Harry. The man was shaking his fist, and (although the lads did not understand him) evidently swearing most furiously. Finding this no use, however, he threw his cloak over his shoulder, and stalked away. “Jack, do you know that fellow ?” “Not E iO you?” **T’ve seen him before, I feel certain, but I can’t remember where or when it was. He looks like a villain.” _ “He be hanged! Don’t puzzle your brains about him, Harry, but look out, for here come the bulls.” The roars and shouts of the crowd were deafening as the four fine animals came along the street. One was deep red cr dun in color, another a light-gray, and a third black and white, These three went atone tolerably quiet, but the fourth was a fierce-looking brute, with narrow flanks, deep chest, a tangled mass of hair over his eyes, and a skin black as night. On seeing him the multitude at once saluted him as El Diablo, the devil, and a devilish temper he exhibited certainly. “ Bravo !” shouted the multitude, and, by way of cs peg the bull turned and made a savage rush at one fellow. “By Jove! old fellow, this is dangerous work,” exclaimed Jack. Now it so happened that in the crowd was - less a person than our old friend the or- phan. Mr. Figgins had gone out, not to see the bulls, but to look at the town and pick up an idea or two as to how his trade was managed in the native home of the orange. Luckless Mr. Figgins, he managed to get back into the main street just as the black bull El Diablo made his rush, With head down, and eyes blinded by the shaggy hair that fell over them, the savage brute charged in a direct line along the street, the people opening out and crowding into doorways so as to form a clear course, The course was cleared, but the orphan was left, and the bull getting an indistinct view of him, uttered a deep roar and charged at him headlong. Away flew the orphan at full speed, the ball pursuing, but a glance over his shoul- ders soon convinced him that be could not es- cape by swiftness, so he turned sharply and tried to dodge the infuriated animal. The bull was too quick for him, and in a moment threw Mr. Figgins on a huge heap of vegetable refuse, to this heap of rubbish he sank deeply, but he had sufficient presence of mind to throw a few of the cabbage leaves over him, so as to conceal his body from the savage creature. Not seeing his enemy, but discovering some cabbage leaves that were not quite rotten, the bull began to feed upon them, “Save me! Save a poor orphan. Help— help—help !" shouted Figgins from beneath his verdant coverlet, Loud shouts of laughter came from the crowd, and El! Diablo, warned by the sound that he had more than one enemy, turned, tossing his head, pawing the und, and ap- parently selecting the next 9° t for his at- tack, “Took at our orphan friend,” exclaimed Jack, who had been laughing as loudly as anyone at Mr. Figgins’ hap. orphan ventured to peep out from nn kgm ven and seeing the tail of the bull turned towards him, prepared to steal away. With the greatest caution he removed the The question been they re-| leaves, from his hiding-place and dart- ceived Scalunetion tren D ---e a A be- | ed. ine ala street, toward the hotel. ing informed that the bulls would probably; He had gone, perhaps, fifteen or twenty pass in front of the hotel, they drew their | yards, when 21 Diablo, turning aroun b- reg a) ap FEE 2 per wl v ye other loud roar, and with tail erect, the “Oh, mercy ! why did I ever leave my _hap- py home in London?” shrieked Figgins, dodg- ing the bull and turning back, “Save me, some one, Oh, I shall feel his horns in a mo- ment.” “T must save him; he is in real danger now,” exclaimed young Jack. ‘‘ Here goes.” And snatching up the saber with which he fought the Carlist, he took a flying leap from the balcony, just as the 2 gue orphan, in his fright, ran past the note. “ Bravo, viva!” shouted the crowd, as the saw Jack safe on the ground, sword in hand, place himself between the bull and the flying man. The monster paused a moment on seeing his new foe. But a moment after he charged with re- doubled violence, not at the orphan this time, but at our hero. Now young Jack had read of the style in which a Spanish matador slays his bull, and in his usual dare-devil way, resolved to show the pees that an English lad could do the trick. So, as the bull all but reached him, he stepped aside, and drove the blade of his sa- ber between the bull’s shoulder and ribs, Snap! The blade parted at the hilt, and Jack, ak though he struck furiously at the brute, was ~ knocked down and stunned. “Have a care—have a care!” shouted the people, as the bull, in spite of its wound, half turned and went down on its knees to finish the brave English youth. But Harry Girdwood by this time was close at hand, and ere the sharp-pointed horns could Saree our hero’s body, a Meger bullet crashed through the skull ae El Diablo, who, with a dull, hollow moan, fell dead. “The bull's killed. Bravo!” shouted the crowd, as they closed around. “Thanks, old fellow,” said Jack, warmly, pressing. Harry’s hand, “‘ 1am all right, now; the bull dead and the orphan safe ?” “Oh, Master Jack,” said the orphan, run- ning up;‘‘you have saved my life; you're better than a mother to me, my dear boy.” “T was doubtful whether I should in time,” said Harry, “‘ but are you sure you are not hurt, Jack?’ i **No bones broken. Nothing but a bruise or two, and that we are both used to by this time.” **Look, Jack, how the mob is tting around us; let's get back to the hotel. “All right. But what are these fellows grumbling at?” The temper of the crowd seemed to have \ undergone a sudden change, and instead of oe ge the ema of the two English lads, the people began to abuse them, “They have slain the best bull,” shouted some. “ Better that fifty English should have been ioaee than we deprived of our sport,” said others.” “Knock °em down,” cried an English voice. * Kill "em ; they're only English spies.” Jack looked around, and thought he caught sight of Chivey. f Cudgels were flourished in a very threaten- ing manner, but in the midst of the uproar, an officer of the municipal authorities, who had provided the bulls for the show, came w “You are foreigners, senors?” said man, in broken English, e Yes,” replied Jack. “You have slain the best of the bulls pro- vided by the council of the town for to-mor- - row’s show, and must therefore pay the sum of two hundred dollars at once.” ** What for?” demanded Jack, bluntly. “The cost of the animal is one hundred and fifty dollars, and the council imposesa fine of fifty dollars on anyone who interrupts or pre- vents the public sports. . Jack, indi “ What, pay two hundred dollars my brave end here saved my life? You go to Bath The ma jority of the mob could no more un- derstand Jack’s s than he could theirs; ut they his manner that it was noth compli fe s hours the inlender "bey roared. And when the officer translated c cig eth ene a. ae and. thane sacnee 58 pinch . “ Death—death to wish? * r a tesa
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YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPAIN. “Give it "em; run ’em in again!” cried the voice of Chivey, from the background. Now yo ack was not one of those who, on bre of a blow, say: : S “Tf you do that again, I'll strike ou.” But his practice was, when fighting seemed and could not be honorably avoided, to put in the first blow—which he looked upon as being a —— way towards winning the battle. So now finding himself menaced, he wasted no time in words, but rushing at one fellow,snatch- ed away his er and with it instantly knock- ed down another of the mob. Harry Girdwood immediately followed suit. “Wire in, Jack.” “Go ahead, but keep cool—don’t lose your nut.” So back to back they stood defying the mob. The municipal officer drew his sword, but Jack, without any ceremony, knocked it out of his hand with such force that the blade snapped. “There, old man,” cried Jack; “get a better sword when you again stand before a boy of England.” “Look out, Jack. They are drawing knives,” said Harry. “The cowardly villains; why, they are a hun- dred to one, now. Weare in for it, Harry, old boy; only keep on cracking Spanish nuts as long as you can lift — stick.” y mn by dropping a weighty blow on the head of a ragamufiin, ~ 8 ve mc in upon them, with a knife only half conceal in his tattered coat sleeve. _ “Take that, you dirty thief.” he said, address- ing his fallen foe, who not being quite stunned, ad sense enough to roll away among the feet of his friends. The others, seeing the resolute attitude of the two youths, drew back a little, not quite relish- ing the encounter. “Cowards!” exclaimed a gruff voice from the back, “are you going to be beaten by two boyer” ack guessed at the meaning of the wo: and shouted out: * a “Tf the gentleman in the background wants anything let him come forward, and I will be y Most happy to oblige him.” - Which words were translated for the benefit of the unseen speaker by the municipal officer, who remained on the scene of battle, though ne ees out of the reach of Jack’s cad- There was a slight commotion in the crowd, and a burly fellow, a butcher by trade, pushed as me front. A a lark.” bd : “Not ate , will good supper, a bit; ; and we shall have some ton? They strolled down the veranda for some time, eal ot length resolved , dress for supper. _ ~ poe
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y “a YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPAIN, Tare Ce Their own costume pomeins uired little alteration, as they said that if the of a British sailor was not good enough, they would not alter it to suit any one’s taste; but to equip Count Nerow- ski in a costume euited to his high rank was no such easy work. TE ares some trouble, however, they managed white vest, across which a blue and red ribbon was tied sashwise, and a black dress coat. But as for getting the count’s feet into boots, or his hands into gloves, that was a matter none of them could accomplish, so they allowed his hands and feet to remain uncovered. “Mr. Figgins, allow me to introduce to you his excellency, Count Nerowski,” said Jack, leading that distinguished foreigner into the supper room. ero bowed in imitation of his master, and chattered at the orphan, who of course did not understand. “Tam very delighted to make the acquaint- ance of your noble friend, but he is a str: looking person,” he said to Jack, on the quiet. The compen being assembled, supper was served, the orphan taking the head of the table, and Count Nerowski facing him, that being the dark end of the room. For a time all went well, and the company en- joyed themselves. When the cloth was removed, a few_ toasts were pro and Harry Girdwood gave “The | ith of our esteemed friend, Mr. Fig- They all stood up to drink the toast. “Good Heaven! what is the count doing?’ ex- claimed Mr. Figgins. “Bravo, Nerowski,” shouted Jack. The count, wishing to pay all honor to his host, had mounted on the back of his chair, where he held on by one foot, while with the other he lifted a glass of wine to his lips. In his right band he held a ci tte, in his left he waved a cambric handkerchief. The diver, the waiter, young Jack, and Harry Girdwood screamed with laughter at this per- formance, but the orphan, being near-sighted, ee eet ee room, was real- -f tened. “Help your friend down, I pray, Mr. Hark- away. he should fall and get hurt, I should war's forgive m oe = z n’t be alarmed, sir; very often goes on in this style.” ' “Bot what's he doing?’ — “He’s now imitating the celebrated marble group, entitled ‘Ajax defying the Vaccination ” said Jack, gravely. “It is most extraordinary. I wish I had my . or the room was lighter, for I can ly see him so far away.” : "Nero sat down, and having, by accident, wet- ted his pocket-bandkerchief with champagne, vely squeezed out the superflous moisture as Saeed sen sailors and washerwomen do after rinsing their clothes. | _ “That's another of his illustrations,” observed . from a bronze group he purchas- ed at St. PS “Indeed. May I ask the name of it?” “Tt ts Ne washing | paper col- | ~/ As for the diver and the waiter, they roared tain: but a Spanish waiter entering, called out the English one, and that for a time interrupted So os awa’ 7 iw, left the company but a few mo- See. Sree Seat “what sound is ” said the diver. . ao gorra! there it is Si ae and in a few listened attentively, " qoaouls beard a taint sob like the gasp of » dy- get him rigged out in a pair of black trousers, | ed Jack thought he heard a strange | ; to the place, and the unfortunate man, being laid on a bed, medical aid was —_ At the British consulate was an English medi- cal man, and he being informed of what had happened, quickly a ron on the scene. “Ts he alive?” alas Jack. It was some minutes before the doctor answer- “He still breathes, but his life hangs bya thread, and if he recovers, it will be more through the aid of Providence than my medi- cine. But who did this?” That no one could tell. The Spaniard who called the wounded man out hadleft him talking with two men—those men had disap , and no one knew who they were or whither they had gone. CHAPTER IIL MR. MURRAY HAS A SECOND EDITION—DICK’S SUBSTITUTE FOR AN ACT OF PARLIAMENT—MR. MURRAY STARTS FOR SPAIN. Soon after Mr. Murray read his hopeful son’s telegram, of which we have already spoken, he e a hurriedly to start. He dreaded every .hour of his life to come across the wooden-l warrior Mole, or Jack Harkaway, or Dick yore “T must be careful,” he thought. He got hold of a shipping advertisment sheet, and selected a vessel which was to start st an y fength, be fectly satisfied that th £ Je ing perfectly sati e coast Woe clear, be waltiet forth. He was sv disguised that very little of his coun- tenance remained visible. “I’m in luck,” he said to himself; “the Hark- away people are not on the watch.” He was mistaken. Night and day they had been, one or the other of them, on watch by the shipowner’s house, until the wretched man was in ma of his life. “A brutal, murderous lot, these people,” he said; “a villanous crew those Harkaways, and they would think no more of taking one’s life than of cracking a nut.” Barely had Mr. Murray made this very singu- lar simile when bang came a thwack upon the top of his head. ; ““Oh—oh!” he cried. And a thousand sparks flashed across his eyes. “You old beast!” exclaimed a voice in his ear, which sounded familiar. Mr. Murray, momentarily dazed by the blow, looked around, and there stood Dick ey. The shipowner was aghast at the sight. Dick carried a stout ash stick. “How dare you stop me in this way, ruffian?’ said Mr. Murray, looking anxiously about him as he spoke. “How dare If exclaimed Dick. ‘‘Why, for peg i eee Harkaway ard his com- rade, Harry Girdwood, on board your coffin ship. The law doesn’t call this m x L have got to do is not le But punished you must be all the same, shall be, without wit- nesses.” Mr. Murray sudd plucked up courage for a very brief moment, and made a desperate But before he could get any distance, Dick Harvey was after him. “Stop that!” cried Dick, grabbing at his shoul- der. ‘You can’t get out of itnow. You brougbt it on yourself, and you must take pun- ishment from my hand.and this stick.” Mr. Murray bad bought himself a jack-knife, a big one, for the voyage, and so, as the hand- iest weapon of defence, he whipped it out and stood at bay. Fora minute they stood facing each other, Dick poising his stick in his hand, ready to run in aan make play, Murray crouching and watch- ing the faintest movements of the enemy with wMlok ativanced . k advanced. ’ “Keep off!” cried Murray; “I don’t want your blood upon my bead.” “TN take my chance,” said Dick, still advanc- low he shot in closer, and when old Murra: brandished his weapon rather wildly, Dick poy dys need on the hand, and down went knife. Mr. Murray felt the crack, and sank upon the ground with a n. “Now,” said Ferret; “now, Murray, you may pause before you venture upon any more of your infamous exploits; when B nes want to spec- ulate again in sailors’ lives, an play at legalized murder, just you reflect on this. Dick shook the stick before old Murray's eyes. “Think,” said Dick, sternly, ‘‘of the wretched- ness you have made in many a home—as you are a father, think of the desolation wrought upon the Harkaways by your villanous conduct.” “My own boy, my darling Herbert was on board the Albaiross,” said Murray, looking up. “Then the greater old villain you!” ejaculated Harvey, with indignation. “You have used me cruelly,” said old Murray, rubbing his bruised parts. “Not half so badly as I ought to have done.” “But I will try and forgive; I will try and repay you with comfort; yes, news to make you 7 “ ow?” “Listen. Will you tell Mr. Harkaway that his boy is safe—safe and sound on the Spanish coast? “Never.” “He is, Iswear. I havea telegram from my son.” “Here.” “Give it me.” . “No—no,” returned old Murray, claj hand over his breast pocket. “I am ning now to take ship to fly over to my boy—my dear, rebellious, disobedient darling. “Let me look?’ Like a man in a dream, Dick Harvey read the —— which old Murray handed to him. “Safe ashore. Albatross condemned in port to be sold.” “Good Heaven!” thought Dick, “if this is true, what joyful news for Jack and Emily.” “It is true,” said Murray. “I have apest much as ha may doubt it, and I would now trifle with a father’s feelings—no, not for all the mines of gold, I swear.” There was no mistaking the miserable man’s. earnestness now. “He is sincere, if ever a man was,” said Har- vey. fie was right. A change had come over Mr. Murray’s feel-_ gS. “Why on earth did you not tell me before,” said Harvey ; “all might have been spared—all _ “I tried to speak; but you would not listen,” ied Mr. Murray, groaning over his bruises. ‘Where are you going to now?!’ demanded Dick. ‘Speak without fear; 1 shall put your an- swer to no evil use.” “T am going on board to-night,” returned Mr. y. “Go at once, then. I will basten to inform Harkaway of young Jack’s safety.” That night Mr. Murray slept on board. : The next morning, at an hour after daylight, the ship Harpy weighed anchor and phone A the shipowner towards his sca son. t the most favorable winds fill the sails of the good ship Harpy, we doubt if sbe will very speedily reach the port where the Albatross lies fathoms low, tonndered in fair weather. ing his in; CHAPTER IV. MR. MURRAY ON BOARD THE SHIP ‘‘HARPY” —THE BITER BIT—MORAL REFLECTIONS. cd Ay “ate Ha stood out at sea ready | for the Spanish coast» ; RI paged me no weather, preset ed -er her way through the boiling sea in quake. But Mr. Murray was too full of the an- ipations of ps ren fm disobedient son to his to of the perils Let the wind roar and the be knocked — about so much, not a bit did he it. oe When they bad been a few days afloat, there
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YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPAIN, > Mie think that the ship is in any danger?” asked Murray. *Do I think?’ returned the steward; ‘‘do I know! Why, our chance of seeing land again in this ramshackle old cockboat is about as small as it well could be; a good ship would have a bad chance now, but a patched-up old hull like the Harpy’s hasn’t the ghost of 2 chance, and that’s my candid opinion, sir.” ‘Good Heaven!” cried old Murray, in fright. “Yes, sir,” continued the steward, “I fear we are doomed for a wate: ve,” “I was given to understand that the Harpy was a capital little ship; ah, and in excellent condition.” The steward chuckled grimly at this. “You was, was you?” Eee by the people at the brokers who chart- r. “T thought so,” said the steward, gravely. “But why, my good man, why?” asked Mr. Murray, anxiously, and beginning to feel dread- frightened. “Why, I believe the owners are rascals, and ought to be trounced for trapping poor devils on their coffin ship.” Mr, Murray are a start of utter dismay. A coffin ship *“*You don’t mean to say you think this?’ “Yes, Ido, though.” “Good Heaven!” cried the ship broker, falling back with horror. “Hold steady, sir; but that’s just about the os —¥ pursued papa tas gee s . Murray gave a hollow groan and stagger- ed back, half a. already punished by the flightof his boy, and now he was Ape be fulfilment of his destiny by sinking in a coffin-ship in mid- ocean, s It would be im le to describe adequately the thousand one conflicting thoughts which fled through his miad. Was this indeed to be the end of everything? His very soul quaked, ‘ His punishment had come. He walked up and down in the greatest rest- lessness and anxiety, vainly endeavoring to calm himself. 7 The hand of fate was upon him. He jumped up and made for ths deck. , He found out the first mate and questioned him about the vessel. uy -_ | la Well, sir,” said the mate, ‘‘all I can say is we ain’t gone down yet, that’s all, though how long I may be able to sing the same tune is quite De took the Hi doomed, who never you or yours. , for vile, unhallowed gains, you waited and waited hourly for the news that I had ished with the Sea Bird. It is one year ago this very night that I and a poor helpless crew went to our watery gravefrom your rottenship. Yes, Tand everyone on 4 oy awit boys all lost for your Se es, men ‘or “Tt is false,” cried Mr. Murray, pred aay in fan ne,” retorted ME Murray, “thet you re’ § and the crew were - na og “The ; ex nided hom I bonght the ship.” owners whom gravely as before. Tyee oti thas and alone, wow ‘ou are ou it was wh traliched o doom or to-morrow. ft is all false you tell me. I shall not perish to-morrow. ; : 4 sitor shook his head in the same before. © ri | “You may never learn the truth from other lips than mine,” said the shade of Captain Rocket; “but listen. Never more shall you look upon the face of your son again.” “Begone. Out of my sight, devil,” incon the shipowner, worked up into a regular now; “out of my sight.” The figure stood still. “Begone, devil!” exclaimed the wretched man; “L know younow. You are an evil spirit who has taken the form of Rocket to torture me, but I defy you!” But still the pale figure of the dead captain stood there, : fon now his rage was succeeded by a death- ear. a“ nameless terror crept upon him once again, and he cowered in his bed. **Heaven rid me of this horror!” wailed the un- happy man. He closed his eyes to shut out the fearful speo- iors. “What do you want?” faltered the vem “Beware to morrow,” replied the s s, in a hollow chorus. “What of to-morrow?” demanded Murray, eagerly. raaee “To-morrow you will expiate your crimes, for the many murders you are guilty of in sending us r souls to sea in your coffin-ships,” was their reply. “But how—how?” cried the shipowner; ‘‘tell me how, if I am to verish.” “You will be punished you remorselessly condemned our wretched selvés. Your bones shall rot in the bed of the ocean!” “Tt’s false!” faltered the shipowner, trying in vain to put on a bold front. “It is true,” returned the shade of one poor boy, solemnly. “If it is not true,” said the other figures, in the same measured and hollow tones, ‘“‘why are we here?” “Assurely as we 5) Michael Murray, you shall never see sunset! You are on a ea eee you are doomed for a watery grave The frightened shipowner essayed in vain to He could not articulate, try as he would. He cowered again in his berth to shut out the sight of the rs, and muttered a prayer, and when he done this, he found voice to articulate: ‘‘Heaven rid me of the presence of these dread- ful spirits.” ; ; now prepare for your death.” The shadowy forms melted Seay raghaly, They were gone. Be ylnwr es Ty ae pe Id his book. : sol ing old him pow- erless to move hand or foot, . So desperate became his efforts that he lost himself completely in them, and lapsed into in- * ~ > Tossing about on his pillow. M “4 See an * al * his and looked about. his cabin. ‘The oil lamp bad out. : , “Where are they?” he murmured, rubbing his Hecke and the owned sailors I say, where, ing of the vessel, and ements without. Presently he There he was per-| gone ma) tg tm ‘A sudden light dawned him. ST was ing,” he “drea a dream, after ue, eh. bey horrible! I . asleep brooding over evil, and so have con, that horrible vision. But what a to find that it all means nothing! It can mean ty a. a shock, which threw What was that ee 8 ee > Murray regained his feet, vessel Sen eae eee at tt from the shock she Filled with dire forebodings, he made for the nzy by by the fate to which ’ oanin, si alternately ly, boettng that an te eas ete te - ~
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a f YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPAIN§ holding by the ropes and bulwarks to steady himself, and— Where was the crew? Where was the captain? about him. “I am still ing under the* effects of this dreadful nightmare, J suppose. ‘How strangely “Hark!” A distant grow] of thunder rolled on after the aoe yma ship, gathering force as it came, and ing with a deafening crash close over Then followed second flash of lightning, and in that lurid glare which momen’ 'y illumined the boiling sea for miles around, the shipowner saw something that chilled the very marrow in his bones. Two heavily-laden boats tearing through the Waves, now perched mountains high, now diving down into the deep trough of the sea. He guessed the whole truth now at a single The crew of the Harpy had deserted her and taken to the boats. | Ay,toa man. He was left alone. Alone! Oh, fearful word. + Alone to encounter the fearsome perils of that awful night. “Help—help!” he shouted, with sudden energy. “Do not desert me. Cowards—miscreants—mur- The roar of the wind and the waves drowned his voice. “Hark again to the thunder!” he shouted the wind, seemingly in a mournful cadence, as | sir. he were singing his own funeral dirge. vfs looked about int frantically. Nota ! it the test. faint pea eed on signs of settling 0, Gt ive o down to her fate. Koigh “What did you have w you thawed them shall you He in d 7 ieee Ob, for the faintest glimmer of s hope! None—none! meted out to ‘He struggled to his feet. But, weighted as he was with the spar to he had been fastening himself, he could “Tt will never float. Ishall be drawn down in the vortex.” He now sought frantically to cast himself He looked about him for a knife—for anything to cut the rope. He remembered then that he had provided himseif with a large jack-knife, and that he had lost it in his encounter with 7 He fought and struggled as the vessel went _ Jower and lower. _. Then the Harpy gave a fearful ; then ‘heeled up; then plunged down head A iring shriek came from the man, he was silenced f But the thunder continued to growl, the wind kept up its piteous moan. CHAPTER VL Spanish officers was one of those tales which are called in French: “Un secret de Polichinelle—Punch’s secret— otherwise a secret that goes from mouth to mouth like wildfire.” And so did this spread. The successful issue of it was talked over with a chuckle by all the English, as you may imagine.” Yet stay. Not all. anes were two persons who did not chuckle a al These were Herbert Murray, who was waitin to hear from his father, little knowing the dread- ful fate that had overtaken that wretched man, and Mr. ae & the eo “A very likely tale, Chivey,” said the master. “Very,” said the man. The master meant it ironically; but the man, who delighted in Vvating the master, chose to pretend to take it literally. “That Harkaway would run a mile if he saw a drawn sword in the hand of a Carlist soldier,” said young Murray. “Not he,” returned the tiger, “he’s a Tartar. But I never thought that he was half such adab with the skewer as he is with his fives.” - “No humbug, Chivey.” “Well, sir, we know he is a dab with his fives, don’t we?” he said, stroking his chin complacent- ly. “T've seen a bit or two in my time. I’ve had the gloves on with some pretty warm members, but bless my ’art, I never see a cove fib away half so pretty as be did at you. You looked like a rainbow when he’d done with you, sir.” ““You’re a beast, Chivey,” “But he was wonderful quick. Ding, dong, all over the shop at once. Tick—tick, where'll’ you bave it next?’ “Chivey, Pll——” ‘ou see fire- ould think, “The awful way he must ha’made works, sir. 'y hard knuckles, I “Te you don’t hold your tongue, Chivey, I'll send you packing with a flea in your ear.” Mr: Chivey sulked. e “S’pose I mustn’t speak now—might as well be in the Penitentiary—or the ha’pennytentiary, if | M : Herbert Murray, who was enjoying the orphan’s uneasy looks. “‘Greatliberties. You mustlearn to know your place, Chivey.” The tiger touched his hat in all humility, but with a merry devil in his eye all the while. “Don’t be cross; no bones broke,” said theti- ger. “ce N. 2.” Chivey was in high spirits and a mischievous humor. “Ah, Mr. Figgins, sir,” said Chivey, with some- | thing very like a sigh, “‘I remember your shop in Cow Cross well.” : Mr. Figgins gave a start and a look of dis- may. The shop in question, althongh he called it an emporium—was really a very humble establish- ment. - “I think I can see your little drum now, sir. The smashed dates with the tupp’ny ticket on ’em, and the fly-blowed sugar.” “Ahem! = Chivey!” said Murray; “that’s a scan “Oh, no, sir. Mr. Figgins will bear me out; won’t you, Mr. Figgins? I used to know all your stock, sir, better you knew it yourself, sir, when I wasakid. I used to goand flatten my blessed nose, sir, against your window, and get right down ravenous at the sight of er biscuits, although they wasn’t too fresh-looking.” “Come—come,” said Murray, who was obli to speak so as not to burst out laughing, biscuits weren't fl¥-blown as well.” rN li Min ntenay, cen ‘No—no, . Fi S, i y; nay not. Fly-blown, indeed.” “Well, sir,” said the , “L don’t like to contradick, but all I is that I cert’n’y —, you’d upset the black pepper over ‘em myself.” ‘‘Ha-ha-ha!” laughed his master at this. Mr. Fi s looked very red in the face. “And then the cheese, sir,” said Chivey, seri- ously, “‘a peculiar, sort o’ mottled soap cheese that used to hang on hand a long while, as a rule » “It is false,” said Mr. Figgins. ‘Really, Mr. urray, ' “And then,” continued Chivey, heedless of the that’s a wuss place.” hen. r : e “Hold your tongue; here comes that old fool | orphan’s indignation, ‘‘it used to be jobbed off te of a Figgins.” the beer shop next door; that was Shiny Wil- “The orphan, sirf” liam’s perks.” “Yes.” “Shiny William?’ said Murray. ‘Who's an Figgins ap einchek with anod of recogni- | that?” ion, and stop chat. “Shiny William was the waiter as had to The gruel and tallow candle difficulty had been | wait on the cabbies and other gents that used the tover. Mr. Figgins was materially improved | house.” health to-day, having got over the t of “But why Shiny William?” eee. = ee i ais “I think it was because of his shiny coat, sir,” “ood morning, young gentleman,” be said. | continued the tiger; “it had wore dhat smooth 2] ° UJ “It's a thing, sir,” said Chivey, touch- ae oe grease, that yous ba’ took 28 dor = Te hat, Sout just as you come up, we were Mr. Fi changed color slightly at this re- “Why singular?” demanded the orphan, curt- tad “Ahem! ‘Yes, { certainly did. There is noth- ing dishonorable in trade. I am proud of my commercial origin. I_—”" ‘Hear, hear!” said Chivey. “T did deal in figs among other articles of colo- nial produce.” j “['ve seen that line up somewheres,” said Chivey, placing the tip of forefinger to his forehead. ‘I’m Vem certain we are old pals! Now where is it I have met you?” After a pause the orphan said: “Tam not ashamed to own that I have traded in ” by eh uncommon nice trading, too.” said Chivey; “only I should wolf all the profit up if with the ink of tha’ prentice: cule, come upto prayer Mr. M ” Be Ent ar mes bow teneyne tainer as well as boot-polisher?” “He takes eee Mr. Figgins,” returned a *“‘Ha—ha!” laughed his master; “‘ so that was Shiny William, Mr. Fi ’ friend?” “Yes, sir. Mr. Fi remembers him well.” “Indeed I don’t,” retorted the retired grocer, looking as though he would like to have thrash- ed the tiger. : “I thought you would, sir, on account of the tale of one of the parties as used the house.” “What was that?’ “He went in one day for some bread and cheese, and, says he, ‘here, Shiny W) serve us up a slice o’ wax and a buster.’ “Yes, sir,” says Shiny William ; ‘and mind, nose of old Fig- gins’ mottle, mind. “What did your elegant friend mean by bees. wax?’ Mr. Figgins “Why, cheese, sir,” continued Chivey. “Well, / he cuts 0; the Joaf and out a mouse. illiam looks as if he’d been struck next ask you for asandwich.” . ha—ha!” laughed his master. ; ; But Mr. ms never moved a muscle. “T am gi Murray,” he said, “that you enjoy your servant’s anecdotes. That one was stale when I was a child.” ; ih, Mr. Plggine?” sai “I’ve seen staler things in a Chivey. ~ : down Cow Cross way. “Sir,” said the orphan, proudly, to er Murray, “‘I called on you, not to be neat
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YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPAIN. ™ With that the orphan placed his hat on his head, and beat a retreat. ? CHAPTER VIL. OFF TO THE BULL FIGHT—THE ORPHAN IN TROUBLE AGAIN—CHIVEY’S DISGRACE AND FIG- GINS TRIUMPHANT. Tue bull fight that had been so extensively ad- ue and eagerly looked forward to was post- pon As already related,young Jack and Harry had slain their best bull. Therefore another bull, young and fierce, had to be procured from the mountain pastures, and it was some days ere that could be done. During that time our hero was delighted to find a great change in the condition of his friend, the English waiter at the hotel, who had been stab out of revenge, by some of the Span- ish people whom he had struck down when pro- tecting young Jack from the mob. The wounds that at first looked so deep and dangerous speedily healed; in three days he was able to sit up, and by the time the new bulls were brought into the town he could get about. So, on the day when‘at length the fight was to take place, he went out with young Jack,Harry Girdwood,the orphan, and the Irish diver. They managed to get very..good seats in the front row, but the pleasure of Mr. Figgins was considerably marred when he found he had fora neighbor the hateful tiger Chivey. “Ugh!” he muttered, *‘l am surprised that they allow servants to sit in the best parts of the house. Chivey heard the remark. “They don’t let no tradespeople come here if they knows is, Mr. Figgins, so you had better dry up, or Pll split on you; but I say, old boy, what's the price of soap?” “Begorra, young man,” said the diver,turning fiercely towards Chivey, ‘‘ye’d better be keeping er own Lope ee “s *“Oh,and it’s all the way from ould Ireland you have come to tell me that same, my lord ‘at? now. And Chivey’'put his finger to his nose and wink- ed at the echutenk “By the holy poker, Ill sarve you as your did when you were an ugly baby, if you say another word.” ‘ vey was silent for a time, but he resolved to play a trick or two with the orphan before the rt was over. By this time the whole of the seats were occu- ied, and the people began to signify their desire that the fight should at once commence. Several of the le in the cheaper parts of the house our hero, and threats were freely uttered ; but as the British consul was prés- ent, and a British frigate was expected to call at the port in a day or two, they confined them- selves to threats, and did not venture upon any act of violence. Presently there was a great a of applause, as two officers of the municipality came into the arena, and after saluting the authorities, pro- ceeded to open the large gates on opposite sides of the arena. hg shouted Jack; ‘‘the show is going to ‘Ain’t the fellows?” said Harry, as from one of the a there entered a band of mount- ed men (picadors), while at the other appeared > number of footmen (matadors and chulos). “The show I’ve seen for a long time,” said the waiter. ‘There'll be some good sport.” Suddenly the shouts of applausé were turned to groans and yells of disa: bation,“asa v pone individual pest the sicon. “Who is he?" demanded Jack and Harry in a t =< verdugo, the common hangman. A lot o’ them vagabonds shouting knows they'll have to through his hands some time or other, ei to be or branded as galley slaves, re takin’ it out of him aforehand.” | oie the execrations so lavishly te unmoved b: haven on his ead the han; bowed ina most humble manner before the state box of the authorities, and the ene torril, or bull pen, was thrown down to s He then departed to give admittance to the “That is Julian Sanchez, the best picador in the province,” said the waiter, pointing to one who urged his horse in front; “he is a bold ” ~ m™At that moment the first bull rushed into the / eerie ein el rere esses tls ss wwe. Dazzled by the bright sunlight after being in a dark stable so long, the bull stood hesitating for a minute, but it was only for a minute, and then with head lowered, it dashed at Sanchez. But the lance of the picador glanced from the shoulder of the bull, which instantly dashed one of its horns into the chest of the horse. A stream of blood poured from the wound, and the spectators shouted: “Brava! Well done, bull.” % “f , Harry,” said young Jack Harkaway; “T don’t think this cruel sport would go down in old England.” “No, Jack, I think not; but look at that noble horse, how he trembles with fear.” As Sanchez drove his spurs into the flanks of the poor wounded animal, it tottered and fell, while the bull rushed across the arena to attack another picador known as El Gato, or the Cat. This man received his enemy with a powerful thrust of the lance, but so vigorous was the onset of the bull that El.Gato was thrown from his horse, the wooden shaft of the lance bending up and rebounding like a steel spring. ia there were loud shouts of applause. “This is no child’s play,” said Jack, as the chu- los boun vert the picadors. E) Gato’s horse was fairly tossed in the air and came down dead, but Sanchez managed to stop the small wound in bis animal’s chest with some tow, and having dragged him to his feet, again mounted, and watching bis opportunity, made a deadiy thrust with his lance. The bull sank down, made a feeble attempt to rise again, and then rolled over in the dust. Loud applause was bestowed upon Sanchez, who hastily acknowledging the plaudits, rode out of the arena. . “He seems in a hurry to he off,” observed Jack. “That’s to keep possession of the horse,” re- plied the waiter. <j “You see the town finds the- steeds, and the picador, if he kills a bull, is al- <r ig to keep the horse—if it has been wound- d forward, waving their cloaks to di- ull’s attention from the overthrown ‘Well, 1 would not give much for that horse,” observed Jack. “What d’ye think o’ this here fun, governor?” said Chivey, to the orphan. ‘Beats cock-fight- ing, don’t it?’ And Chivey, passing his aim around the orphan, inserted a |: pin in his side. he orphan jumped up with pain, and looked ata lady sitting next to him, being in doubt where the pin came from. “Pray address your conversation to your equals and friends,” said the orphan, haughtily, turving to Chivey. “Blest if you ain’t a precious sight too lofty,” retorted Chivey. “T'll icing you down a peg or two afore I’ve done with you. Figgins was just about to retort when the trumpets sounded, and another bull dashed into the ring. / Two picadors were almost instantly over- thrown, and one of the chulos only saved his life by vaulting over the barrier, in w the bull’s | i horns made two nasty holes. “Bravo, toro!” shouted the people. “Bravo, toro!” shouted the orphan, standing up and clapping his hands. Chivey saw Mr. Figgins thus excited, and see- ing. as he thought, the ce of a lark, bobbed down under the ou’ itched of the hapless orphan, and endeavored, to pitch him over the ring; but Mr. Figgins did not feel dis- posed to over among the raging bulls, and caught hold of the first’ ing he could to save himself, and that happened to be Mr. Chivey’s collar. “Here, I say, let go, you old ass!” exclaimed the tiger. “D me up, you bloodthirsty murderer,” shouted the orpban. “Bravo, Figgins; stick to him,” said Jack. “Like grim death to a deceased African,” ed Harry. han’s pulling meover.” iggins stuck to Chivey, who, unable to release himself, was over into the arena. bgp bull—another bull!” the ‘Look out for 5 The attendant hangman in the pens heard the shouts, and been killed, “Look out, ins,” shouted Jack. The orphan had only just time to scramble to his feet when he found one of the fierce beasts close upon him, ¥ : Figgins dodged, and then sped around the ' : ; ' : aa * add-| arena at his best pace, Chivey keeping close to him, his hair standing on end with fright. Both Bulls were now in pursuit and rapidly gaining ground. Ina few minutes more they must be trampled down and gored, if helpdid notarrive. Suddenly Mr. Fi bethought him of what he had seen the chulos do, and drawing out a red silk pocket-handkerchief from his pocket, he = it over the bull’s face, and then dodged amce. “Bravo, Inglese,” shouted the ple, as the bull was diverted from his course by the flutter- ing bit of silk. . Figgins looked around, and just caught - sight of Chivey, as that unfortunate tiger was sent flying up in the air by one of the bulls. “Good Heaven! he’ll be killed,” remarked Fig- gins. But-he had no time to make inquiries on the subject, for his bull having got rid of the hand- kerchief, returned once more to the charge. “Help him, some of you,” shouted Harry, ‘‘or he'll be gored to death. : Jack would—unarmed as he was—have jumped down into the arena, had not his powerful Hibernian friend restrained him. ‘‘Aisy, sorr; it’s no use, for what can ye do at all—at all? Shure your friend the orphan must be afther takin’ care of his own bones. Begorra, an’ he’s got some of ’em broke now.” This latter exclamation was caused by the orphan geting a sudden and violent lift, which sent him flying in the air. ; , ““Cowards!” shouted Jack, shaking his fist at the professional bull-fighters who had crowded together in the gateway. “It’s the divil's own luck he has,” exclaimed the Irishman. “Lock at him now.” And truly it seemed so. ¥ ‘ ‘ For the orphan had fallen with his legs astride the bull’s back, and seizing the animal by its mane, clung on as tight as could be. He held on The bull had never been treated that way be- fore, and rushed around the arena like mad, the Spanish picadors and chulos applauding what they considered the pluck and of the Eng- lishman. “Bravo—bravo!l” shouted the people. “Loox at the a rider.” The se bull. A matador, or swordsman, claimed the prefer+ armed with a long sword, approach- The man was either very nervous or he did not know his business, for instead of killing the bull at the first thrust, he made half a dozen blows without inflicting a mortal wound, though he to inflict a great deal of terror on the o7 , who thought that each stroke was inte: for his own heart. sh not eeina ial erion sil Nldlag sla’ r 0! \ 0) ca to i mane of the bull as e dashed wildly around the ring. d “Get down and pitch into the man with your ” exclaimed Jack, yourself,” said Son ge Meanwhil people were getting very im- i the man thief, and a Baty as rolled in the sand, but the luckless ate shouted. 4 vast quantity of appla the people. who still ht he enter. the on his own free will to fight the bull. Jack, al h he disliked Chivey, could not re- ‘etalllgnens that the tlgun” tin ouch Ge had no bones bro! : = And so ended the bull | al
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8 7 YOUNG HARKAWAY iN SPAIN, “Took at my innocent mug,” said Chivey, , u a ier my goyernor.” ty oaks * exclaimed the luckless joker. “Why, you "said he was your servant,” said the Carlisé. *“‘No—no; you ask him.” “Well, sir,” said the officer, who was potting considerably puzzled between the two of them, “what do you say?” Herbert Murray owed his impudent tiger a CHAPTER VUL CHIVEY'S PRACTICAL JOKE—WHAT CAME OF IT— HERBERT MURRAY PAYS HIM OFF—DIAMOND CUT DIAMOND—THE ARREST. Tue day after the bull fight, Chivey and his master were in the town, the tiger feeling very — oe sore. im q 2 were conversing together when a ish fiicer approached and gave Chivey a Reif military sal The tiger pe it with his own jar | rub for his insolence. dry greeting, the forefinger up to the brim of| Here was the nf atone, Bo paying it off. “He spoke the truth at first,” said he; “I am oe Benor Harkaway, I believe?’ he,said, in| his servant.” “I-thought as much,” said the Carlist officer; broken English. “away with a This prevarication will do Chivey tipped his master the wink. “Dye hear that, sir?’ he whi . “He | you no good, si takes me for Harkaway. Shall Ihave a lark} They Caarohed him off to the door of the] tion with him?’ -room, “What for?” Here Chivey grew di espera “At least, general,” he a in despair, “al- low me to have my servant with me.” officer still stared and awaited their re- “‘Insolent scoundrel!” exclaimed his master. ply He would have fled, but the officer gave the ‘I asked if I had the honor of addressing} word, and two of tke soidiers brought him Senor Harkaway?” he said, looking rather ser- | back. ious. “You want him with you?” bie 2 yes,” returned Chivey, “I am es—oh “Yes.” — ~ amie citeent What is your pleasure, young} “If I go with you, Chivey,” said Herbert Mur- discharge you from The Spanish officer bowed. ray, between his teeth, “ os | did not mean Racal be said, pes this gen-} Chivey was not to be influenced by threats. “Just to see if wecan’t pay out that Hark- *ie fee fellow.” this minute.” ting to youn “Wants to lock me up,” said Chivey to him- “Oh, no,” said Chivey, €. ‘Tm the fellow they self. ‘Perhaps he thinks I know too much for call Harkaway, ¢ and that young man is my ser-| him. Well—well, Pll teach him to try his larks vant—my tiger.” on — me.” The Spanish officer opened his eyes in won- * * * * * a were taken into the guard-room, and aad shy handed over to the Carlist military au- thoi “That is a strange name for a servant,” he wan rwete driven rudely into ae u, ang there t to ject the unpleasan' to! Cc ““We swells all have our tigers,” said , tical j joking. ares ei) ue stroking his chin, and looking the greatest toff) “Chivey. le. * Yes, sir.” = “You insolent vagabond!” exclaimed his} “This isa nice oe F you have done for — “*Pwasn’t my fa’ the “You had only to back me up when I told him who we really was.” “You are taken upas a spy, and I suppose that you know what the punishment for that is in war time?” “NotL” it up. We'll have no ossoo Don Tickletoby. was used by the Carlists as a -room, That'll pat your back against a wall, and six at this juncture he emerged from the doorway, or ight men wll fre into you." ona by a file of soldiers, Chivey gavea oo this. exclaimed Chivey, “what the} “Oh, London Lord, tos onthe *I wish I was aoe ee said the Spanish officer, =” drawing his sword Whigs “you are my ——- CHAPTER IX. J vey started bac THE NEW DIVER AT THE WRECK—COME AT LAST “Come, I say, old core, : —PETTER LATE THAN NEVER—DOWN YOU GO. this—— “You are m repeated the officer. “Prisoner! Phat torr’ demanded Chivey.}| MeanwaiLe Jack Harkaway junior, wes a “You are with his tanjety the ing conscious of the aeveer wiied | he ran of bei _ of the enemies aren a6 es, of hae ges im, was gone with Girdwood te and the enemies witness the a teens of the divers at the spot ligion.” 1 | where the ted Albatross had gone down. “That's quite enough for your money,” said ied out in a small boat towards the the tiger, with a doleful look, “bat you've alto-| sloop, w was riding at anchor close by the - pee mH ae for I ain’t a enemy | scene of the wreck, and as they got in sight, a nothing or sudden gleam of sunshine appeared to _ 0; never, sir, not me. I only said it for a lark. | the bod: ) Ask my gover Gere* from the water, aid be looked up the litle fa the up.’ Do you mark?” gainly limbs, and the lethal weapons fastened to eine leathern’ girdle he wore around his loins, an ax on ons side, and a long-bladed dagger upon the other. He looked armed to do battle with the marine demons below the waters. As soon as the diver reached the deck, he was tended by two or more ‘‘valets,” who removed hm a collar from his sponkeens > the metal tes he wore to give 'y the necessary yreigitt to make his way through the water. And when the huge helmet was removed, and the diver’s jovial face was seen, it was quite are- lief to all. The diver went below to make his report, and — this was done, Jack questioned him . eid 3 you go down below?” was his first ques- “No, Mr. Harkaway,” returned our old friend, the diver: Yop hoy wasn’t as easy as you might sR Why above here.” Why’s that?” “The. ‘Albatross has got jammed between two or three big rocks, and the knocking about that she has received has sent all the rigging and such like all over the deck—in fact, pone with a grin, “I had to ax my waral po heed where.” “Now a word with you, my friend diver,” said Jack. ‘I mean to go down with you next time that ou descend.” ever!” The diver evidently looked upon it asa very serious job. “Why not?” said Jack. ‘I want to go below. You don’t seem to care to go and get my locket [ —_ of to you.” don’t like meddling with dead men any- wheres,” said the diver, a least of all under the water.” “Why?” “They have got such a horrible look; about with the motion of the water, as if they were a ae an the burly diver, who was ready to fight bob look nalvell Dos Yack, “I don’t care for such sigh — weit bat TE T'have a purpose in view, so down Teo pecs you.” The diver | Hi iy i a | should get into trouble for taking you own.” “Taking me down! Come, I like that. Why, you speak ne ties rpm. eaten prevent m jose Besi io facet bie for the Your ee hen oaks up,yoa say, I can go down in his div- *Yes.” “Once inside the helmet, I daty anyone to tell Ser ey —_ is Jack fe set ba or hatever name This closed the discnssion most The diver bad nothing further aye erg Young Jack found a pretext for remainingon The moment for the experiment and the p Pini tic nesecney re Seats giving his pupilal! ti One recommen ation —a primis prime anit a in his mind, happily. “Four tugs at the air- means: ‘Haul me diver; “and when be are twelve fathoms down below the airand apne. Se are ie =~} nearly ‘orget that—don’t for- “Fall in, the officer, peremptorily. “The diver’s helmet. He's just down.” He waved his sword, anil’ the fla of eoldiars ny apa sharply out, and oe thay va lg da p metetlnge= you value your advanced, up and behind the mis- | along the erable ey. There was a number of people on board,| ‘Four?’ ‘ s march,” said watching the proceedings with ther, greatest “Four,” repeated the diver, seriously. all a mistake,” eried Chivey, in iosity. “Allright, n° and ‘young Jade? “Tl not forget tion. “I ain’t Harkaway at all, I tell you.| The mechanical appliances attracted great at-| that.” Harkaway’s another together, not any-| tention. A little et re his mate emerg- eg sie 00. ne as me. Oh, captain, inns and the men on the ‘orm | ed from their their helmets on. _ do to a cove.” ‘ duty it was to for the} ‘‘Halloo!” said the Se fare ‘ nn rn a fee ata ieee signal of the venturesome diver, now 0 ee a seg whe sign from him, began to bustle tiger 6 sea, si ca ver, here be 1 Oke maha! implored Chivey, dolorousl: oa then ers, sec eenis Geil War aunt ae i ” said the “Well, the os “ 's 4 "s hearty, ¥ ‘ “Away with him,” said the haar eeleden- of our tt anager cing erty» water's as smooth asa could _ ‘matically. “Look down there, Jack,” Harry Girdwood | be better, so lose no time, my lads.” ee ee “do listan,” ee pas eee He was « sub-lieutenant, and it wasnotun-| “The Albatross has gone down in twelve CHAPTER X. Ror «pS sn appara 1] Lok! oe those air bubbles rising jst beyond THE HORRORS OF THE DEEP—YOUNG JACK VISITS — __“I tell you, colonel. I am only a poor cove. lh poe ed SAT rae WANA PE is Ir 0 ee ee cde Sl Es nen vin rion ss BE af vou | -auP i ie 4 ee
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YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPAIN. \ ing costume, come upon him for the first time, and it is very sure that he would not have believed it to be anything human. Jack’s limbs, swathed in surplus clothing, were double their usual size, and more ungainly and awkward a fashion than one can conceive. On his shoulders was a kind of plate made of white metal, edged with copper, into which was screwed a waterproof jerkin, enclosing both front and back, Besides this, there was a deal of india-rubber , about him, and leaden-soled boots, which weighed not less than ten pounds apiece. oung Jack had heard of divers being attack- ed by ; but as soon as he had looked at himself in the looking-glass through the glazed le eyes of his helmet, he could not believe it possible that the boldest fish that ever swam would dare tackle such a formidable-looking monster. “No—no,” said Jack, to himself, “they would shoot away for their lives at the sight of such a Peni iceking Oe as this.” Once by the ship’s side, the huge and crushing weights of lead were fastened upon his should- ers, and the shock was so sudden, that young Jack was about to kick up arumpus, when a sort of box was fastened over the mouth of the t, and screwed tightly on. He was ceasing to breathe. This awful sensation Jack never forgot; but, happily, it was but of momentary duration, for the air-pumping ap tus was set to work, and supplied him with the vital fluid. The si was given to descend the ladder, and now n the most painfu! pe of the or- deal, for young Jack felt the weight of the garb and accouterments dreadfully; so much so, in fact, that he could scarce move one leg before the other. In addition to the air pipe, which was meant to gui the ladder, in case he water. - However, Jack, by a strong effort of will, got down the ladder, and after a certain time he missed the action of the air upon his head, and then he knew that he was under water. there was a string the diver towards What a journey it seemed, Never did he forget it. . But the longest comes to an end, and 2 f at length he touched the bottom, where, to his intense relief, he found the other diver awaiting first remarkable was the wondrous wer of the water upon him, notwithstanding enormous weight of his body and accouter- ments. ae tem re backwards and forwards, and | was forced to hold on to the ladder to keep him- self steady. The diver nodded his helmet gravely, and the effect was most weird and fantastic. He gave Jack a pat of encouragement and held out his hand, but this was no use, for the amateur diver dare not for awhile let go the ladder. He saw the seaweed waving fantastically about at his feet, and the fishes swam about cir- cling around and around, apparently very much interested in what was going f and all seemed wondrous strange. Suddenly a tap on his shoulder reminded him that he had not come here to make observations upon such matters as these, but for serious bus- the ladder, steadied himself by an well it was, for he would never have accom- plished his self-set task if he had. He reached the cabin stairs, and then, with in- finite pains, he managed to get down, for the action of the sea had already worn away the woodwork in every direction. ern the stairs he went, groping along, and then—— Oh, Heaven! There he was. Mackenzie was in the same ion, as nearly as possible, as when Jack had last seen him in life. Death had overtaken him, apparently, in his drunken stupor. . Jack looked at the dead man. He had got hold of the handrail with his right, and of a low beam with his left hand, the near- est objects at which he had clutched when young Harkaway had kicked him off in r despera- tion at the last moment. So life-like, so real it all looked, that young Jack was filled with a ghostly dread as he look- ed upon the scene. Nevertheless, his glance rested upon the hand which clutched the eae for hanging from his ne fist, he perceived the fragment of a chain. This was attacked to the locket—little Emily's parting gift. The object of young Jack’s perilous adven- ture. The grim figure of the Scotch mate bobbed w and down as the amateur driver ppomntes De 4 filled with awesome dread. Oh, that was a terrible time for the bold boy. But he had set himself a task, and it must be gone through. This stern resolution had carried him through many an undertaking, and it should aid him to bring this to a successful issue, come what ould lose his way under | Might ight. It wanted all his resolution now, however, let his will be ever so strong. With closed eyes,Jack stretched forth his hand to p Emily's love token. e first contact with that cold, dead flesh sent a thrill throughout his entire frame, whieh he never forget until his dying day. But he kept to it with desperate resolution. The dead man’s ei was fast on dear little Emily’s locket, and iled to loosen the hand rpse. felt for the dagger at of the co! The thought of ting e thought o! ing a body fathoms low beneath indeed. But better not be there at all than recoil before “ bes ‘last love gift he mily’s i must regain. He drew the keen blade across the dead man’s sea was horrible Angsee. e clutched the prize and—— Horrors upon horror’s head The maimed corpse slowly sank in the water. and its arms clasped Jack’s around. Fixed and fascinated at the sight, young Jack remain- ed there spellbound. . His senses a to have left him, for he knew not how long he had thus remained,when u a hand was placed upon his shoulder. The diver had come in search of him, at the long delay. e spell was en. Guided by the diver, he his way up the cabin prbch and along fe Rock ot an se when the signal was given to haulup. - It was a miracle, indeed, that young Jack ever rah ecchtn tes Poets pete. a“ reached the surface ali oS ve. ak ate eee Tan bed tals | voyage on the oveax's bent he aver Seqeeeied and con ou so dire nm | Vo on the ocean’s never the work of wind and wave u the wreck of id what had once been a goodly ship, though notin| He had gone through a terrible adventure. our e j But he had accom meng to bs 5 ‘ This was all that remained of the Albatross. He had reco his locket, little Emily's The two divers groped way along the } parting love gift. vessel until they a throu ag tea dager bene merger car Paton ; wa care gpa Oe Brees ney emo ney a CHAPTER XI. com: AIR AND LIGHT — THE RECOGNITION — “SENOR HARKAWAY, YOU ARE MY PRISONER”—“‘ON WHAT CHARGE!”—A DESPERATE FIX burst but the loudest voice wisJack. he cried, “why, what a blessed dance you have led me.” tA : \ ‘How?” cried inacommtly eo tes “How! ¥ traitor. deuce aint eaeeraee ~f ©) d +. “pee * Young Jack leered at his faithful comrade,and burst out laughing. “Tl tell you why, old man,” he said; “it is be- cause you wouldn't have let me go.” “That's right enough,” said ae Girdwood. “T swear I wouldn’t. But what wit saad duels, your bull fights, and diving, I never know when you are safe. You keep me in a continued fer- ment, Jack.” “Never mind, old man.” ‘““What is diving like?” Jack shuddered. *Dreadful.” “How dreadful?” demanded Harry. “The sensation of going under is beyond de- scription, and the sights you see below are things likely to haunt your dreams for a long—long while. But ugh! don’t let us talk of it. I have t back my locket, and now, I should e to forget that horrible journey if I could.” _— - They went ashore as soon as they could, and as the boat grounded, they perceived that some- thing unusual was ing orward. The beach was lined with soldiers, in the _ midst of whom were two persons that they rec- ognized at once. One of these persons was young Herbert urray. The other was Chivey. Now the excitement of the latter was curious to witness as soon as he saw who were the occu- « pants of the boat. : : ‘“There—there!” he exclaimed, in a voice be \ which both Jack and Harry Girdwood heard ” ‘ distinctly, “that is Harkaway—that one there.” Jack was the first to leap ashore, and advance ing. to the soldiers with his old boldness, he ~ vanced from the file of soldlers. oa PAB Sag? <4 me, senor captain young purpose?” “] have to arrest you.” \ “On what charge?” exclaimed Harry Girt- wood. : “That of being a secret agent of the enemy— in ether words, r “Why, this Apt SR “It is serious earnest, you will find,” returned his , office af op ml elena} E me. “Not im for you find the charge is - brought. pea is that Lop format pag <b gg of tive: Dheewe will ’. in, please, Left wheel—march.” CHAPTER XII. JACK IS TRIED—CONDEMNED TO DEATH—HANG~ ING IS THE DOOM OF A SPY—THE CARLISTS’ JUSTICE—JACK’S FRIENDS RALLY AROUND— ~ NO GO—THE SIGNAL FROM THE FORTRESS- TOWER—AN OLD NOTION REVIVED. ; Jack never quite understood what took place at the examination which he und ock trial took place, in nich! wi Ashifty sort of m P ; . ” said oung Harkaway, had it all Jour own way, and wt be allowed to say a word or two to y ; . pa’ The t of the court as this : cune Pipunal wasstyled, bowed his head grave- he be k,” he said, ‘‘but be as brief as possi- Jack; “if you dare to out eesiince’ you wilt have to-anewelt ” “To whom, pray!” 7% They ages. ‘e don’t tremble at the power of England.” | “Which only shows your though ” re- y. ironical-- “The lad does not put small value upon him- | self,” he said. “Why, you see,” retorted Jack, boldly, “if I Son Sen sheaxe por aerate, yet ans Pre a
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y 0 = : YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPAIN, perhaps afford to murder me for chastizing one ow comrades’ insolence.” ‘Si ; ” officer, ringin ap edan Poor 5 amiss » Sp ing up looking at Jack. “Well,” said young Jack, “from all appear- ance that is not a feat requiring any great amount of courage.” “Carramba!” “There can be no mistake about the motive, whatever the pretext may be. And remember, gentlemen, that in that unfortunate affair I was not the aggressor. Don Gil Perez insulted me first and challenged me after—I struck in self- def much as I may regret the matter. it must be borne in mind that he forced it upon me—that I had no choice but to fight. He fell as I might have fallen but for my own prover- bial luck standing by me as u 7 “That has nothing whatever to do with the present charge.” “You have no evidence,” said Jack. “There you are wrong. We have ample evi- dence, and, moreover, there are some of your fellow countrymen who give most important testimony against you.” “What! mfront me with them, at least,” said Jack, desperately. “The case is — substantiated without them,” y- “The sentence of the The soldiers closed up, and young Jack. “Stop,” said he; “before you to extremi- ties, let me warn you that I am English born, that my government doesn’t allow its subjects to be shot with on gr so beware.” ack was hurried away to jail. 'y Girdwood was fortunately at large, and he set to work desperately to get Jack set at liberty, but this was not easily accomplished. The captain of the Albatross went straight to ' the Carlist generals to make representations 4 E ear to him. vain did he storm and threaten. only notice taken of this was to menace with sharing young Harkaway’s fate. “Joe boy.” said the skipper to lf, “‘that would never do. No; you mustn’t into limbo, or you'll not be able to a hand.” ‘ith Harry Girdwood to the resi- British consul, and that excellent Far f : rad i ti Harry no,” resumed the consul, with a smile. “He must have found it precious cold.” “And damp.” - “And damp, as say, youn: ntleman—it $s one of the attributes ee times and must be They think = ftubing s meatiie tie of eine 4 Harkaw ” pone ewe anxiety for the jie at his countenance was any- remem “Well, what's the verdict, sirf’ demanded Har~ ry Girdwood, eagerly. “Mr. Jack Harkaway has been tried as a spy and convicted.” “And his sentence!” “He is to be hanged.” “Good Heaven!” exclaimed the skipper: “how awful.” “Nothing can save him.” In what state of mind they walked away, we leave the reader to im e. irdwood was heartbroken. As they turned around the citadel, skirting the edge of the moat, a shout from above attracted their attention. Looking up, they saw someone at a narrow grated window waving a hand. “Ts that meant for us?” “Listen.” The sound came clearer this time, and they made it out: “A Harkaway—a Harkaway to the rescue.” Harry Girdwood gave a cry of delight. “It’s Jack!” Aa sa war cry served to rally them immedi- ately. They nodded, waved handkerchiefs, and shout- ed back to encourage the Ys mae ag “Captain Deering,” sai , “we must get him out of that. Shall I write home to Mr. Hark- a “No,” said the consul, ‘‘that will not help, and would only frighten the family. We must see what we can do to save the boy.” “We will save him,” said Harry. an said the consul; “‘but how. That’s the ru ” - They stood looking up anxiously at the for- tress. It was a desperate place to think of effecting a rescue from. M A deadly hight to descend. A fearful wall to scale. Anyone attempting to climb down, would be to pieces beyond the slightest possibility of doubt. The captain of the Albatross gave a shout. “Pve got it,” returned she skipper. “Do you ber, Master Girdwood, that yarn you told me about the Harkaways’ adventures in New York, when your big monkey Nero did something wonderful at a fire somewhere?” “Yes—yes,” cried Harry Girdwood, excitedly. “‘Well, then he’s only loafing about here at the hotel, frightening the women, and Mr. What's- a panes oe - ae a nuts 5 graceful figure; let dane the mm ..% “Bravo for Nero,” shouted Harry. “He'll do it,” said the skipper. “Hurrah for Nero; he only wants the right road to see his master, and bim. Hurrah—burrah!” But now we must return to have a word with the poor prisoner, young Jack Harkaway. tting in e'll reach CHAPTER XIII. JACK IN LIMBO—UNWELCOME NEWS—THE COM- MUTATION OF HIS SENTENCE—A SOLDIER'S GRAVE—A QUESTIONABLE HONOR. “Srone walls do not a prison make, Nor prison bars a cage,” sighed Jack Harkaway, junior, as he looked about his new residence; ‘‘but, with all due def- erence to the poet, they do contribute to keep up the illusion. The stone walls of Jack's place of confinement were a The bars were both thick and close together, and firmly imbedded in the stone work of the window. The window itself was a good nine feet from the floor. As soon as Jack heard the door of the cell fast bolted upon the outside, and the echoes of the jailer’s footsteps die away in the distance of the long-paved corridors without, he looked wistfully at the window. “I shall have a shy at that,” he said, half "os tat ine No 0 . fad Baa even on yer oe brick, to enable a dreary prisoner ou mortar mayhap, and thus by pot and severance secure a hold by which to mount. Jack went up, however, after bard labor and Once he got the slightest hold w the iron bars, he rh ae ~ pe ge whole body up, and narrow casement. said to lo 5 the Harkaway motto.” T Jack tieted’ hak be aia toil What a distance down it was to look. It made him dizzy. “I couid get those bars out all right enough,” he said, testing the fastenings ss he spoke. “But how the deuce could I get down there then?” They have let thing to escape by,” hi “They have left me nothing iy,” he Whnaatt “no bed-clothes.” For the matter of that there was no bed. Well, here young Jack stuck, perched up like a poor littie bird fluttering his wings against the bars of its cage. He saw three persons go past “0 edge of the meat below. at one is Harry!” heexclaimed; “itis, and that is Captain Deering; but who is the third rson? I wonder if they are here upon any usiness, Oh, they must be; Harry! ho—ho— ho! Ho—ho—ho—ho!” An answering shout came up to him from be- Ww. . “Hurrah!” exclaimed Jack, ‘‘they can see me.” They shouted again and again, and presently afaint semblance of words of encouragement came up to him. . “Wait and watch!” e* will=I will!” returned young Jack. “ 0; J “They said ‘hope,’ I’m sare,” exclaimed the risoner, excitedly; “rather. ‘Never say die,” In his excitement Jack did not notice that there was some one in the stone corridor outside his cell door. It was, in fact, only when the door was swing- ing open that he heard it, so absorbed was he in the prospect below. Then with a look of alarm, he dropped from his perch, and in his hurry he came a very hard cropper on the flags. owever, Jack was no milksop; so he scram- bled up and rubbed his bruises, just as the new- comer entered. Jack looked around, and to his dis- covered that instead of being the military jailer, it was one of the officers who had been a mem- ber of the court that had condemned him. This officer spoke English fairly well. “Prisoner,” said he, “I come to inform you that a modification has been made in your favor, in regard to the sentence pronounced upon ‘ou. ! “All brag and bounce, these dons,” he thought. “I was certain that they would never dare te put a British subject to death.” He wus making certain a little too soon. on erga had iy heed of big Stakes with one of us,” said the Spaniard, , “and ons eee eg ype bog nget ta has so ennobled you, te o e jars gy oes character you have acquired, and w has caused to be justly sentenced to die.” Jack bowed “What a precious old wind-bag this fellow he said. “What is he driving at, I won+ He need not be nyo ey hear it. “The honorable court tried you has de- od Soot ron ial Sesrared ths Lemania es dying e hangman’s hands.” “I didn’t expect to——” “You areto have asoldier’s death—a warriors cre At daybreak to-morrow you will be con- ucted to the ground by a file of soldiers. Don Gil Perez will himself command the firing PTES tiller bowed haughtily, ona made his py Tie the prisoner dazed— “Am I dreaming?” No; the gloomy walls, the bars re the Sreire prison, were reali- It was no dream. “Do they really mean that will dare to Seek ee S eae be exclaimed, a There was small doubt of this. ‘ They would dare an - . Poor Jack felt precious now. * “That fellow meant it,” he said to himself; “there was a m about his eye. to be smart in
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YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPAIN. — and ; “they would find some way out this job for acertainty. But I fear that poor Harry won't enough weight to make these thieves and murderers take any particular noti ice. He sighed and sang to kill dull care, but his heart was heavy as lead. *<*There’s a sweet little cherub as sits up aloft To keep watch o’er the life of poor Jack.’ “No—no,” my cherub has shifted his moorings, and scudded away, I’m left to my fate this time. What will poor old sobersides say? What will they say at home?” _— CHAPTER XIV. NERO’S MONKEY TRICKS, AND WHAT CAME OF THEM—THE TALE OF A KNOTTED ROPE—THE SENTRY’S SHOT—IN THE MOAT—HARRY GIRD- WOOD'S ESCAPADE—CATCHING A TARTAR— POOR DON! “Tat sits up aloft.” Happy thought. He would have another look from his perch in the — bn ager 4 “Tt is a tou; ob getting up,” grunted the prisoner,quaintly, “yet I managed to come down tty fast, too. However, he was up again quick enough. “T wish it was no further to drop outside than it is here,” said Jack, looking down into the cell; “Td be out then like a bird. , “T’'m a sweet little cherub,perched here up aloft, But I can’t save the life of poor Jack— *Halloo!” What was that? A strange, squeaking sound,which was almost familiar to his ear, sent the blood from his cheeks. : “How strange,” he murmured. ‘How won- like——” derfully He peered through the bars as far as he could. ‘The squeaking noise came again. And now he caught a e577 of some huge, hairy object on the a little to the left, and about twelve or fourteen feet below the win- “It is—it is _— it was, ae : a 4 ‘oiling up a wall near cular, with scarce bol or pave tog hi Faron an ut in his pro gress by the huge iron drain pipe ihleh descent ed from the roof to the moat, the faithful Nero was fighting manfully—it would perhaps be more —with the diffi- etecae “Nero. “T week!” ded Nero, quite joyfully. The sound of his master’s voice gave the faith- ful animal fresh courage and renewed strength: He toiled onward. coaxingly, ‘‘good Nero! Come along—come along! Hola tight, He shot out his hand and caught Nero by the | **! Ww. PeThe assistance came in the nick of time. and at the very master. the olding tigh b “ang = holding t on by the “My good cried Jack, again and again, peo eee hes Nero ~ a to his master’s greeting, and looked as as you could wish, and he scratched away ison as hie -zite, th “Halloo! exclaimed Jack; ‘“‘whatever is this?” Asatchel fastened to his side by a strap across thrust ie eetebeel up 9 Jock, ond mar ip ors he found of all the following note, written by Harry Girdwood: “Dear JacK:—We are waiting and watch tls ae i i of Rar gt t . is a the poem end secure above, to us where we are hiding in é That is why you have | re nia ee ie cing ae ‘thick rope to theend of your string, 2 you can haul it up. Time presses. Keep your ees ene eee ; “Harry.” “God bless you, Harry,” cried Jack, fervent- ly. ‘What an ungrateful beast J was to doubt your wit as well as your good will.” He dipped into Nero’s satchel, and brought out the ball of string, a file, and a small vial of oil. First to lower the string. The end was made fast to one of the iron bars, and the ball dropped down. — few seconds had st en the string was gently tu; It had reached the <r ‘/ “‘Now for the bars.” They wanted no filing. Yet the file proved remarkably useful, for with its pointed end, he contrived to pick away the cement bed of the bars and loosen them in their sockets. Once he had got one of them away bodily, the rest Was easy. a aiee, was pulled again from below. eady They had fastened the knotted rope on to it. So Jack hauled wr In a very little while he had the rope up and the top of it fastened securely to the grating of the window. “Now, Nero,” said the master, “down you go first.” Nero got out and slid down the rope at a rat- = pace. en Jack followed suit. | nial from the moat there came a cry of alarm. Captain Joe Deering and Harry Girdwood were hiding, as the latter had said in his note, in the moat just beneath the spot where Jack’s prison window was situated high up aloft. And as they watched Jack's progress down the knotted rope, the skipper saw a soldier appear on the rampart immediately below the further ion. - The soldier stared in at the odd eof a human figure swaying about in mid air, upon the frail support of a rope. Then apparently guessing what it meant, he brought his rifle up to his shoulder, took deliber- ate aim, and. “Dm there,” responded our hero, And down he scrambled, and was caught in the skipper’s arm. Meanwhile there was a devil of a hubbub go- on within the fortress. ms beating, a bugle sounding the alarm, and guns firin or two behind the age: been worsted in a to steel and tinderbox; still flourish in fortified towns. and May have with flint and i hght Worse luck for Jack Harkaway and his com- | panions. : ‘“What’s to be donenow?” said Jack. “Hanged if I know!” said the captain. . * Girdwood. ‘“We ‘ taken of a heap if we don’t.” “T'm off this way,” said Captain Deering. “And Pm going to the left,” said Jack, glid- off as he spoke. “Off you go, Harry.” Harry Girdwood popped up his head, No one was about. The coast was clear. He scrambled = on to the ground above, and surroundings fallen into disuse), he gained the second moat. Here he dro, gingerly down, and made for the driest part he could find, Then up he went on the other side, and star- ing about him, made a dash for the town. Now before he had got half a start, there was acry raised from a low-roofed house, little more than a hut, and a man run out in pursuit. He yelled out something at Harry which he did not at all understand, nor did he wish to, and made the pace very hot. Harry Girdwood looked over his shoulder at his pursuer. Only one. “I'm not going to bolt away from one man,” he thought. “ dons would never leave off b ng.” So being artful, he let the man catch him up without appearing to stop for him, and then just as the man drop his hand upon his shoulder, Harry swung around, and pped the jard a stinger on the face. Span The fellow saw fireworks, and ar ; He “carajo’d” and ‘“‘caramba’d” over the place and drew a knife. But Harry dodged the knife, and dropped in = British weapons straight from the shoul- aie gel cree vey Se oe ee Boson Se Inti down on his back, and bel- “Good-morning,” said Harry, giving him a farewell kick upon his seat of honor. ' men were worse than sa ages. Sep uate ates us,” said .| Never in his life had he caught such a Tar- e heels, ev: 's | tar. son of us.” 2! #4 It is really pn one prem A eh gst g sens : “] fear so,” said Harry Girdwood, desponding- | should have run so after what he got froma Yiewait a bit.” Poor don} : bare Agra: ate ask ——< harsh, grating noise reached them, ve : Pe cdaparinge sms Sow turn. = CHAPTER XV. “Nor 1.” 3 should say it is the drawbridge being “T don’t believe they are movable,” said Jack. “They are. Hark! there goes the other one u RESCUE—FLIGHT FROM SPAIN, » WHEN Girdwood met Captain a q belly of a horse. see cree bearer coy any sa gee bie: sniffing all over shop for suppose, Ah Garelives unter Retmdiler Ean vachanes, lown, I lugged hold of him, im out of the saddle, him into ditch, and wif in he place.” = . immense,” exclaimed Harry. “But how af ye ou off without oy y fly ps being molested?” _ moats and drawbridges. t to the hotel, he pad i oc Ft
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Rn YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPAIN. “But the officer—surely he made a rumpus?” “Well, no,” returned the skipper, drily; “the went a eee first, and = = “i on Tapoen . partic soft excepting his head, he lay very ’ quietly fuel whure he drones, while I dug my heels into the horse’s ribs and galloped off.” “Bravo!” “Well, as soon as I got some distance awa 'Treined in my fiery steed, turned him aroun scrambled out of the saddle and sent him fiving ‘back riderless towards the fortifications. Then, to provide against accidents, I loafed about here locking as much as possible as ee I had been occupied in loafing for the entire day. And I think I may say that, bar accidents, I have es- tablished about as neat an alibi as any Old Bail- ey lawyer could wish for.” “Well done. Now I'll just change my togs a bit, and return to you.” Harry soon returned, and then they looked anxiously about; firstly, for poor Jack, and sec- -— to see how the passers-by might regard them. A oe passed by, going to relieve guard,evi- dently. The officer of the watch eyed them keenly, for all the English residents from the wrecked Alba- tross were objects of icion. But the lazy, athe looks of Captain Deer- ing and his companion quite put them off the scent. *°We are safe enough,” said the skipper; “they are evidently quite off the scent.” “They are,” said Harry Girdwood; “and I on- ly wish we could say as much for poor Jack.” “He may be safe enough yet,” said the skip- per. “T begin to feel uncomfortable about it.” “Wait.” We must.” “Tt is very likely that he has had to skulk down in the moat for a very long while, and will : peosh ae to creep out of his hiding-place af- ter “Let us hi But no lack. Before long the Cockney military waiter brought them news. we shall soon see him.” tion, but whether it was good or bad can only be learned by reading further on. * * * * Daybreak. A dull, drizzling morning, with the sun strug- gling in vain to peer through the mist. Behind the chapel, the spot appointed for the tragedy to take nes, a grave had been recently dug. ic was situated at the base of a tree, a long, drooping branch of which hung over into the grave itself. This was where they meant to put young Jack Harkaway out of the world. This spot was quite deserted now. Not a sign of a soul in sight. Surely young Jack's friends were astir. Unless they were, there would be but small chance for him. We shall see. ‘The chapel bell struck five, and then it tolled on 4 dismal knell as the regular tramp of the military was heard. Then there ap two soldiers walking along with their muskets under their arms, the muzzles pointed to the ground. After them came the prisoner, young Jack, with formerect and a firm step, although the — of his cheek showed that he was far m being insensible to the solemnity of the situ- ation. Beside young Jack walked a priest, crucifix in hand, and exhorting the prisoner, with great earnestness, to die in the g faith. Jack pretended to listen} but his thoughts were very far from the subject of the holy man’s words, Moreover, he could not understand a single syllable that was spoken, for the priest only spoke Spanish, of which Jack was ignorant. They took the prisoner up to the edge of the grave, and p him in position there. Oh, what sad thoughts passed through the boy’s mind at that moment. Father, mother, Dick Harvey and his wife, lit- tle Emily, his sweetheart—all—all came before his mind’s eye. “And shall I die thus?’ thought “Far away from all [hold dear. oung Jack. h, it is hor- News which confirmed their worst anticipa-| rible tions about poor young Jack:Harkaway. “He was aeott ha | -said the waiter, “and although he fought like a tiger-cat, according to the soldiers, he was, of course, powerless against a mob of armed men.” ‘And what is done with him now?!” demanded “He is taken back to prison, and to-morrow -morning at daybreak, if nothing interferes to save him, he will be—" He paused. “Be what?” demanded Harry, breathlessly. TS ere apap the chapel,” was the walhgnete ly. Shot! What a fearful sound that wor had. “Oh, —— Deering,” exclaimed Gird- wood, in greatest distress, ‘‘surel. ere is Serpe means of saving my poor, dear Jack. can be done?” “There is but one thing now,” returned the ethnd ‘= that is?” “Wait till daybreak,” said Captain Deering, “and then be there in as strong force as we can “That's a poor chance.” “T don’t know that. The firing party will not be very strong.” ppose. lish’ wi stout ben gn Me Captain Deering, you Girdw: by the speaker’s his gloomy fore- “Let us get in and muster our forces at once,” he said. ” “Good. “T’ve got to beat up Nat Cringle to begin with.” “He's thesort. Let's get one or two of those in the moat, it seems,’ | hi And the brave boy’s courage for a moment left grounded their arms and waited. Waited for what? For somebody to arrive, apparently. _ Presently the prisoner’s curiosity—for curio- pa ~ hey ly did feel upon the subject—was grati A measured tramp was heard,and four soldiers ap , bearing a litter, upon which reclined. ie and almost done to death, Jack's wounded adversary, Don Gil Perez. Jack started, in spite of himself, nor could he repress a slight ex: tion of rise, was then true that this vindictive scoundrel had worked his destruction, in revenge for he- ing worsted in the encounter with gallant boy opponent. | *“Halt!” said the wounded officer. The litter was placed by his orders near the spot where the prisoner stood. “You have to die,” he said, in broken English, and speaking with difficulty, while his eyes glis- tened binges turing to a villain’s part, to die as a spy, although we are been merciful, and not deci: ad to string you up like a dog, which is the fitting punishment for such as you.” Jack turned upon him with a look of ineffable scorn. : {don’t fear death, Don Gil Perez,” he said, “for I come of a brave race, and have been prey to face death long ago. But you must not think that you will escape the fruits of your crime. This assassination will cost you and your party dear. The officer smiled, then, in a sickly, sardonic way. “You must brag on the brink of the grave,” he | b eee: gaze Tueea Raping Sook, Sead Sineren We rs mo cia i ” he said, “that “You are a v witness, by T can do some Shaan Wah on Give me a sword, coward, if you before me! The wounded man flushed at the taunt. He scowled at the defiant “and gave the word of command, “Fall in!” im. The soldiers, at an order from the sergeant, } trea’ like viciousness; “‘to die for ven- | j was this indeed for Inckless Jack, tottering, as it were, upon the threshold of the workd to come. Suddenly there was a scrambling sound in 4 tree overhanging the grave, and some large ob- ject flopped down out of the thickest part of it, pas on to the litter occupied by the wounded officer. Don Gil Perez was canted out by the shock, and his strange assailant danced around him like a redskin in a fit. Jack stared again. Then the impulse to laugh became irresistible. He burst into such a fit of merriment that the soldiers were staggered. They had met courageous men on the field who took peril lightly. But seldom had they seen a doomed wretch—a mere boy—laugh in the very teeth of the firing rty. e Pano on—Nero,” cried Jack, pointing to the grave, ‘shove him into here—throw him in!” § The gesture accompanying young Jack’s words gave him an inkling of his meaning, for Nero made a rush at the officer, and rolled him fairly over into the grave. At the same moment the firing party were sud- denly attacked inthe rear. A di crack from a heavy stick brought the sergeant to the ground, and a few flourishes of the same for- midable cudgel, dexterously landed u their wend, made two of the soldiers drop their mus- <ets. “Hurrah! Nat Cringle!” cried the prisoner,joy- fully. “I’m in it.” He was, too, in half a crack. The soldiers were taken completely by sur- prise, and did not stand half a chance, notwith- standing their weapons and their discipline. They were all disarmed in the confusion which Pte oni f th ho had managed to e only one of them who keep hold of his musket was attacked in the rear in the most unmanly way by Nero, who tore out his hair. This one dropped his musket, and fled, roaring lustily for help. Now, the sergeant, having recovered from the effects of the first surprise, turned to show fight, but Captain Deering covered him with one of the muskets, while Jack disarmed him. Nat Cringle and two of his mates secured the rest of the firearms, and then they turned to re- t. ‘Now for the beach,” cried Captain Deering. “Sharp's the word, or the fool that bolted aw: ee will be back with all thearmy.” oe we go. They divided the spoil—the muskets of the soldiers—fairly between them, so that one should not be unduly encumbered by the weight, and then they made a =< run for it. But before they had got two or three steps, je disarmed soldiers made a show of pursuing them. i So Harry Girdwood and Nat Cringle turned around to menace them with Sak owe. a “Stir a peg, you Spanish brutes, I blaze “They all fell beck bate EE of muskets, ey e ore mi and the pest off to the beach. “Tell us what we are coming here for, Cap- tain Deering?” said Jack. aoe afloat safe and sound,” was the repl y ong! place’ll be too hot to hold us, after that A long boat was ready waiting for soin they gor. and shoved off. just asa pty ee ee ae at aan i ae? at the b The a pa oi eal their fista after the poreting beak, Wat eee lishmen made bi one i is was only by gestare, w porate ed. military to fury. rae fk But the crowning insult was offered by Nero. That valiant monkey sat astern, taking a two- handed sight in addition to putting his tongue — out at the apldier << os “Give it ’em, Nero.” ‘ Nero caught a flea to show his appreciation of — is ede oer em of encouragement, and car ried on all sorts of antics. “Look out,” exclaimed Nat; {‘they’re going to | fire on us.” / : It looked like it. near brought up their muskets to the “pre- ote i res ba ep ef ade ghee Shy ~ “You will find I and the diver will not be far GRE ay 7 to it,” ey. ’ they matured some sort of a plan of ac- = “Bang!” went a ot One whistled Sor pressed into position. | bermlessly weer thik’ Ineds: tee parenean tee - t 1 t-—" ~~ 2S ca a a * . , e 4 Da ate eee ri, ¢ ed a ee EPS sre ae ae Wi j " * be? © idle er OO BOL at” aes ata. at ~
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YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPAIN. “Take that,” cried Captain Deering,and blazed away. ae of the soldiers was seen to stagger and “Hit him, by jingo!” Two more shots from the boat threw the sol- diers into confusion. ‘Soon silenced their batteries,” said Nat, grimly. : 4 : “Pull hard,” said the skipper; ‘their next move will be to send boats off in pursuit.” “Let them come,” said Jack. “Rather; let us get on board sharp, for I for one have had all the fun that I can wish for out of these murdering thieves.” Boats were launched from the beach—no less than three—and these were quickly filled with armed men. But the fugitives had a good long start, and moreover, the rowers were old salts, well up to their work: most of them had served in the Roy- al Navy, and could put the steam on without flurrying themselves at all. : They were soon on board the English vessel waiting for them,where Captain Deering had se- cured forall,and Jack received a hearty welcoiuue from many friends he did not expect to see on i. But for the lucky accident of this vessel being there, the ntand audacious rescue of young Jack would have been useless; for the Spaniards were mad over the job. *Halloo,” said the commander of the boat to ing; ‘‘are those boats coming after you?” “Yes,” ‘We've weighed anchor. So slope’s the word. If we stop any longer, we shall have to sink those boats with a shot from our little deck gun, and that’s what I don’t want.” They worked the ship smartly enough, the men from the Albatross aiding, and they were Ysa cious soon a good distance out at sea, scudding along with full sails set, and a favorable wind. The orphan, the Enghsh waiter, and the diver were all eager to shake young Jack by the hand. Lucky Jack! CHAPTER XVI. MASTER AND MAN AGAIN—OSTENTATION, EXPLAN- ATION, RECRIMINATION—HOW CHIVEY SHOWS HIS CARDS—UGLY WORDS PASS—THEY COME TO AN UNDERSTANDING—WHAT CAME OF IT, As the ship faded away in the distance, bear- Jack Harkaway, junior, and his triumphant to newer cli and fresh adventures, there was a whole mob of disappointed and de- _feated men upon the beach. And among the mob were two English lads, who were as full of disappointment as any of Spaniards. : One of these English youths was Herbert Mur- ray, the other was his m, valet, confidant, his fidus Achates, and his most dangerous ac- quaintance, Chive F “They are Englese,” said the soldier, “but have been. us the assassins have escaped.” And so Murray and Chivey got off. ; meme ae ee eS “as Mr, Chivey elegant! oy tt me “for want of the dibs.” °, complained, and the man found the means of satisfying him with mone _ Now when jt coor pee the his | master never of asking him how the ; hetis tec tava eee j destined to learn a vi _ ant trath about this at a most aounpect mo- +e This isn’t balf a bad .” said “a a Ae had i» a “es a Well, we've managed ell as far well as eats concerned,” returned young urray. i - & Yes: we,” said bts master, “Wh ust Ditasies 3 we, Spas ah gous okie ane i i i i sume upon my good nature, and if you don’t re- form, why——" “Well?” “Why, I shall have to send you about your business.” Chivey put on a serious air. “Yes. You might send me away,” he said. “You might, I will say that, but the question is, should I go?’ Herbert Murray had just been drinking enough to get on his dignity and feel outraged at this. “Chivey, you'll have to go,” said young Mur- ray, sternly; ‘‘and the sooner the better.” ‘With all my heart,” responded the groom, uite cheerfully. ‘‘Would you like me to change the other check first, perbaps?” There was something in his manner which made his master turn around at this. “Do what?’ “Change the other check.” ‘What check?” “Why, Pied Jack Harkavay’s check, that you forged.” Murray turned purple, then deadly pale. Chivey pretended not to notice it. “Chivey,” said his master, after awhile. “What is it now, my sweet and pleasant?” said the groom, insolently. “What do you mean by that stupid speech aeeWell, f don't call “Well, 1 don’t that so stoopid; it’s on the literal truth.” i 4 “Don’t talk rubbish,” said Murray. “Well,” said the tiger, “I ain’t what you can call a downright university scholard, but I'd bet a good lump level that you can find it in any dictionary. Forgery—to write another cove's name.” Herbert Murray had been flushed and excited before, but he was suddenly as sober as a judge now, “That was only a foolish freak, when we were on board ship with Harkaway, Chivey,” he said. “You know that, and no one could Call such a thing as that forgery.” “I don’t know that,” returned the tiger, cool- ly., ‘Jt would be transportation all the same if you was nabbed for it, “Don’t be a fool, Chivey,” exclaimed Murray. “Look here now, Murray,” exclaimed the tiger, “I’m not going to stand your cheek—do you hear? Lain’t going to stand your cheek, so don’t you go and try it on.” “Drop that,” said th wagzing “Drop that,” said the tiger, ing his fore- warningly at hismaster. “Drop that talk; Lain’t a-going to stand it, [tell you. Weain’t the frien t nds we was, Murray,and I warn you that if you ain’t more respectful, ’m just likely to cut up rusty.” There was no mistaking the meaning of these +g aes was no further concealment between em. When young Murray made an ious ass of himself, it was solely the result of his silly pride and vanity in showing Chivey how well he could imitate young J: aak's bandorctitee. “Do you mean to say, Chivey, that you have cashed one of those——” f “Fo checks?” “Well, yes,” said young Murray, gulping it down. “Of course I did,” returned the tiger; ‘‘where could we have got the money to live upon else? I watched Harkaway, and found out the place where he got his checks cashed, ‘and I passed the one you forged.” \ tee ot a fool, Chivey.” ‘Why : “Because the utterer of a forged check is just as. ae, as the forger.” “You make inquiries,” said Murray. “It would be for life with you.” - pare 8 did not ine Bie Se hati mess, if Jou please; done you try that on, Mar. ray. You gave me the forged check to get cash- beer tn mated, poe “Tve got him on the grand hop!” tiger; ‘ibe won't try it again ina b e arose Janguidly, and tossed the end of his segar into the fire. bY ; “Pm going fora stroll, Murray,” hesaid, pull- sony ad the ing up his collar; ‘1 sha’n’t be long. By the way, just pull the bell, and order coffee for me.” urra tit his lips in silence. “ Didn’t louder. o Yes. ” ‘Then why the deuce don’t you ring the bell?” His master swallowed this, too, and rang. A servant came, and stood waiting his orders. “Well, Murray,” said the tiger, *‘ why don’t you order?” “* Coffee in the garden for one.” ‘“Yes, sir.” “No, for two,” said Chivey. ‘“*T don’t want any,” said his master. . * Oh, yes, you do. Coffee for two,” said Chivey. “That'll do,’ : : The servant bowed, and left the room. “ urra aR “oe Well.” “Give me a weed. Yours are better than mine.” : His master lifted up his arm as if to strike, and then threw his segar case over to his tiger. “That's rude,” said Chivey, stooping to pick it up “very rude. I'll not stand that sort of thing. ere’s nothing like coming to an understanding. We shall be better friends for it, A match; do you hear? Thanks. Follow me to the den, and take your coffee. Make haste; J don’t like cold coffee.” - ; And he lounged out. CHAPTER XVII. CHIVEY HEARS GOOD NEWS—HIS RESOLVES—HE PUTS ON THE SCREW AGAIN—‘‘RULE OF THUMB” —THE LONELY WALK TO THE GRAVEL PITS—~ CHIVEY TREADS TOO HARD—THE WORM TURNS AND STINGS HD{—SOMETHING LIKE MURDER, Herpert Murray heard the retreating foot- steps of his servant die away in the di ce, n he jumped up and paced the room likea wild beast in a cage. . “What an ass—what an idiot I have been,” he you hear me, Murray?” said Chivey, are dict ager pe My pron Aan ae in an i: low, ning a pect coring he opealige ples yen Fe I him no mercy when I ge’ a es ee get it,that I am certain of. Thesooner_ —the sooner the better.” : He shook his fist at the room door, as if it had been offending him, when there came a knock, The door andthe servant who had an- swered the bell before appeared there. “You are to go down to the garden, if you please, to your foffee,” he said. CS bod, sir.? . “Very sir. - Herbert Murra: steseed his hands in a fever- ish Senda! off to his room. ; Here he locked if in, Dropping on his knees before his portman teau, he routed out a revolver frem the bottom of it. ; “Loaded chamber,” he said, as he ex- amined it hastily. ‘It may be useful, Who can say?” é He concealed it in his pocket,and walked down to the garden, where he found 1 zg in one chair, with bis feet on another, w he lazily sucked at his segar. “At last,” be said. “‘You have taken your time to think about coming.” : studied fasclante of hile manner goaded momentarily, to kick over the traces, and defy his iny it ant, me Pt pened ee coward **Take a seat,” Chi slow] his logs off the chair, a pushing toward Mae a silence,
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YOUNG HARKAWAY IN SPAIN, f “What for?’ “Tf you put too much on to me, I may thrash Orphan Herbert. Remorseless young scoundrel that he was, Chivey never thought of this with the least feel- ¥ And there the tiger made the mistake. He ventured so far as to give his master a4 “You?” of pity for his master. Murray up with a cry like that of a “Yes. Be more civil.” mes bac keep my fist on him hard,” said | S4vage beast just wounded, and he fell upon his “As for thrashing,” said Chivey, “I don’t know | Chivey, again and again; “rule of thumb is my | insolent serv: that you could. I don’t believe you would ever | motter.” Chivey gave a of alarm. have enough pluck to try it on, if you thoughtI| He walked on hurriedly, for he felt more} He would have back. would steed Gp 0 you. I have stood bullying | anxious than ever to come up with Herbert. But too late. ] long enough. I worked this job spe | to get | A barren, desolate-looking part was that aur-| Herbert Murray had not voice for words = - ou under my thumb. You may as know | rounding the gravel pits, several milesfrom any Passion choked him. tnow. You dropped into the trap like a lamb- kin—well, what now?” He ¢ off because Murray, with an ejacu- lation of disgust, jumped up and walked out of Chivey burst out into a boisterous laugh, “But where's he gone to, I wonder?’ He did not feel quite at ease upon this score, so he got up, and went in search of his master. n tleman asked the way to the gravel | pits,” said a man, at the door of the hotel, in re- ply to Chivy’s inquiries. t can he want there?” muttered Chivey to himself. He would go and see. ; He did not like the idea of Herbert Murray be- | got such a anally signs of a human dwelling. “This rig yen cate sf me Crweabecr iger to him- self, ‘‘that I should to have had that young Jack Harkaway fellow—all alone—no witnesses, and his hands tied. Ah, yes, his hands tied by all means. I never see such knuckles as that beast has got. They’re just like iron, and they’ve low bg Ae finding out a fel- ler’s sore spots. I should like to give him toko; | and yet I could almost forgive him when I look back to that awful doing he gave Herbert. What's that? It’s him.” LO ae fern ri ground by of one of ti jeepest oO! — pits, peering down into its depths mood- "h took lay open at his side, as though he had Holding his traitor servant with one hand, he ham mered at him with the other, until his strength, and not his wilil, failed him. Then gathering up his force for a last effort,he seized him. with both hands and hurled the un- fortunate tiger from him with such i that desperation Chivey fell half stunned and bleeding to the: ‘‘Murder!” he cried, faintly, ‘‘murdeér, help!” Herbert whipped out a revolver from his breast pocket. “Tt isn’t murder between his fast-se yet, devil,” he hissed at him, t teeth; “but that’s coming next.” “Help!” H erbert cocked the revolver. “Mercy!” cried Chivey, wildly; ‘“‘oh, sir, do too far away, so he was just starting off in| J - oe it, having frst inquired his ways when the “Ghee ee spot, sag gene Oe ms - uP, ae im. “He's % a royal hump on him,” said the 5 ‘ . “Oh, sir, do have ona cove. I “von = Murray's servant, I supposef” | tiger. * ‘ook a duse o” doleful, I hope he won’t | never did you no Pade Riana vin gee “want him.” [gga comms asa, “Ob, no be addy and wil be eal ae array, “He's out, sir.” — apete ne’, Pencil you'll not, t ry, “When will he be back?” “Fie'll not be long, sir.” “T must see him as soon as he comes. I have | “Murray,” said Chivey, in his coarsest man- ner. Herbert looked up at the sound of his voice. This quiet retort made Chivey quake from top some bad news for him, and wish to break it) “what do you want here, Chivey?” he said. ‘‘Mercy,” he ag | “I don’t wish to be intruded upon.” “Take that,” said Murray. Chivey pricked up his ears at this. Chivey grinned. He thrust out his pistol and pulled the trigger. Tee een meent Subtanet Mineey, Sie seh wrena) Shan ih genau a ¢f wish you would tell me’ what fis, sit. I] wore eee ed in every chamber, shouldn't like m3 Saat rupaconr ting cnet leave me.” One was empty, and this was the very one, bad too suddenty.” “Oh, you area treat, you are, and no error.” era ae exclarmed, with an cath. consul gave Chivey a sharp glance. ‘Do you hear what I said?’ replied Herbert. He cocked it again, while was and “Are you diecreet?’ “Go away.” creeping fearfully bac his foe. “Of oy sir.” “Come now, I tell you what it is, Murray. I} Herbert Murray scikoeca kien up with out- “Well, then, your master’s father is dead!” ain't going to have you so cheeky. So come hand. - “Dead?” Tuer: jump. Unsuspectingly Chivey was backing on the “Yes.” Herbert Murray bent his head lower yet. brink of the deepest gravel pit. Chivey could not see the expression of | “Die,” said Herbert Murray, thrusting the re- “When? How did you know it, sir?” “He went down in the Harpy on his way hith- er to join his son, if we can believe the papers.” “flow dreadtul!” pom fey eae er ens eee oe ye = nor, sir. “But be careful,” said the consul. No sooner was Mr. Chivey out of sight and hearing of the consul, than he executed a bois-| terous double-shuffle to a mirthful accompani- ment of his own. ; . “The old boss has snuffed it, has he?” he sai to himself. ‘‘We must be worth coin now—a bag of money. It is more than ever this child's game | responsible for his face, or he would not have pushed matters any further. Herberva taco was deathly pale, his lips were bloodless. This young man had been well edu- cated and his boyhood among ——_ from whom he had learnt to feel occasionally something like the instincts of a gentleman. Evil courses and dissipation had led him into the follies we have seen him commit. , Was more than anyone bert’s lapsing into such evil es ow a youth decently brought up could have dea ieheda etene 084 aan ompeclaiie of to keep a tight hand over Herbert. .Now for pon op Prana whence Agel ny an | is not easy He made his way with all dispatch to the moped = Bally ne ofan been surely he came upon his master, Murray. irected, and | im Do tee fellow?” said Chi “Do you me, young i vey, Herbert urray never heeded his words. “Come, I say. : volver forward. A down that wild, despairing cry he gave as he fell. ! “He's death! bro free ' ” said Herbert Murray, turning oO iste no faule of tien; Be ¢ it on himself. He's dead, and Iam — . Will be continued in ‘Wide Awake Ne. KEY. Library” 1250 entitled: Younc HaRKawaY in ToR- f , JOINING THE FREEMASONS.| TO EUROPE BY MISTAKE. By “BRICKTOP.” By “BRICKTOP” A humorous account of the Initiating, Passing, and] Telling all about how it happened. 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