Five Cent Wide Awake Library (vol. 2) (1896 02 07)
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THEFIVE CENT | " Entered at the Post Office at New York, N. Y., as Second Class Matter. . ore FRANK TOUSEY, Pustisner, 34 & 36 NORTH MOORE St., N.Y. PRICE \ No. 12 53. {com PLETE } New York, February 7, 1896. IssUED WEEKLY. 5 CENTS. J Vol. II. Entered according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1896, by FRANK TOUSEY, in the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D. O. oung Jack Harkaway and the Counterfeiters. — SF «Stand out of the way and let us pass,” exclaimed Jack, impetuously. ‘‘Don’t come any nearer,” said Lenoir, with quiet determination, ‘*for I warn you that it would be dangerous. you ean’t move : from this place until you have made terms with me.
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Sateen é “The Marseillais are absurd! YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE COUNTERFEITERS. Young Harkaway and _ the Counterfeiters. —o—— CHAPTER I. MARKBY’S MISSIVE—ON THE .WATCH—THE SPY'S “MISSION. Tue Englishman, Markby, was gone be- fore Lenoir could question him further, “Jack Harkaway !” exclaimed Lenoir; “I have heard that name before. Of course; I remember now. But Markby s) s of him asalad. Why, the Harkaway that I remem- ber must be a middle-aged man by now ; be- side, what little | knew of Harkaway then would not show him to be a likely man for vin a gia ot long after this, as Lenoir was upon the point of rising and leaving the cafe, a com- missionaire or public messenger came up ata run with a note for him. He took the note and found it to contain the following words, scribbled by Markby : “They are now coming along in your direction. You easil them—two youths in sai- lor dress. Fo! them, and if they stay at any of the cafes, I leave you to scrape up an acquaint- ance with them. M.” “Markby has been upon the qui vive,” said Lenoir to himself. pi Glancing to the left, he saw the two young sailors approaching. He stepped into the house, intending, to let them pass and then follow them, and if by chance they should, on their way, stop at either of the cafes, he could drop in and seek the opportunity he desired. Batw he was waiting the young sailors came up, and instead of passing the cafe they drop; into chairs at the door and called for refreshments. . This was more than Lenoir had bargained ‘or. * ‘Out he came and sat at the next table to the two young Englishmen. * * * * “What is your opinion of Marseilles, Jack?" “ Roshinng to see once you're out of 1 of the sea, the natives are not very inter- - forward. Pus “Excuse me, tlemen,” said ng- lishmen, I me / . “Yes, sir,” responded Jack; “are you lish ?” “T haven’t that honor,” AN ae Lenoir. ish. You have re- “You speak good Engl ati - Toginad, I suppose, for a long while ** No, only a short time. Long enough to get a desire to go back there. “That’s very kind of you tosay so, Your coun en, as a rule, don’t k in such terms of la ion.” = ‘And yet you Son canaigh to finda ” you a native of Marseilles?” asked “No.” “Then you are not offended at our re- i bit, lied Lenoir, heartil “Not a : x y- pe conceited but few objects of interest for a traveler. bere are some, however, and if accept my escort, I shall be very to * show you them. their thanks at this offer, “There is no danger ?” “If you think that likely after all I have told you take my advice and have nothing whatever to do with them. I don’t want to expose you to any risk that you think you ought not to run. rkby eyed him anxiously for awhile, until Lenoir exclaimed : “Hang the risk. I'll go for it neck or nothing.” . “And bo will take them there to-night?” nab | wil ” “Good! You'll have no cause to repent your decision. They'll do you a turn that you little contemplate.” , And away he went, “What a strange fellow that Markby is,” thought Pierre Lenoir, looking after him. “* What an odd laugh he has.” 7 * * * * * As soon as Markby was fairly out of sight, he beckoned over to a young man in white blouse and a cap, who had walked along on the opposite side of the way, keeping Mark- by in view all the while without appearing to notice him. The fellow in the blouse ran across at once. * Well, how’s it going ?” “ Beautiful,” returned Markby, ‘nothing could be better. Already have Harkawa and his hard-knuckled companion, Gird- wood, been seen in Lenoir’s society. Bat be- fore the day is over they will be seen in the Caveaux themselves, where proofs of their guilt will 7,3 up hydra-headed from the very ground,” “And what will it end in?” asked the other, eagerly. “The galleys,” returned Markby, with fierce intensity. * Beautiful!" exclaimed the man in_the blouse, with unfeigned admiration, ‘“ You always must have n a precious sight dow- nier than I thought, hy, your old man was no fool, He made a brown or two float- ing his coffins, but he was a guileless pup com) to you.” “You keep watch,” said Markby, hur- riedly, “‘and be ready for any emergency. It is a bold stroke we are playing for. Lenoir is a desperate ruffian, and the least mistake in the business would be something which I for one don’t care to contemplate.” CHAPTER II. MARKBY'S NEXT STEP-;THE PREFECT OF POLICE—THE PLOT THICKENS—A DOUBLE | J; TRAITOR. Markpsy went off, muttering to himself. “Wish that scamp could only share the fate I have reserved for that accursed Hark- away. Hawever, I can’t manage that, So I must be thankful for small mercies.” * * * * * A short walk brought this Markby to the office of the perfect of police, and his busi- ness being of considerable importance, he was fortunate in soon obtaining an interview with that great man himself. “This is an excellent opportunity,” said the head of the police, “if your information is thoroughly reliable, although I confess that it almost sounds too to be true.” “Pardon me, monsieur,” said Markby. “the expression you use sounds as though i had got information second-hand. I am a principal. On the 10th, 77 will please to remember. I have to be of the party.” “Tt is a very important matter,” said the refect, “that I will not attempt to disguise Rom you. This Lenoir is evidently at the head of a tic conspiracy. We have been long seeking to discover how he disposed of his counter—~" e “Stock,” said Markby, interrupting the prefect, with a smile, “You really think that these English peo- pleare their confidants?” “The chief confederates; yes. They are the heads of the lish part of our scheme.” “ How many men sho 7m require?” “A dozen armed, in plain clothes. These can descend into the caveaux to make the capture,” “So many?” “You don’t know Lenoir,” said Markby ; “he’s the very devil when he’s aroused. dozen will have all their work todo, As for the two Englishmen——” “They are young,” exclaimed the prefect. pat fiends. I have seen them hey are just as us as Lenoir. They are as cunning as the evil one himself, and will gammon even you, by their plausible tales.” “Let me see,” said the prefect, thought- fully. ‘I will take note of the names whi you tell me they are likely to assume.” “One has been calling himself Jack Hark- ey ** And the other?” * Harry Girdwood,” “Good—and you can prove that both the rsons whose names are assumed are in “They are youn fight like devils. “Very good,” said the prefect, arising, to intimate that the intercourse was over. “Our men shall be there in force for the capture.” CHAPTER III. THE HARKAWAY'S GUIDE—LENOIR’S MUSEUM —THE MEDALS—A COINER’S TRADE—AN ALARM—A DESPERATE FELLOW, “HERE we are again, sir,” said Harry Girdwood, stepping up to Pierre Lenoir, * but I fear we are taking a great liberty in asking you to cicerone such a large party as ~ we muster here.” Lenoir smiled, It was not a free. frank smile. To tell the truth, he was a bit annoyed, for besides the two youths there was Mole, and the attendant darkies with them, Tinker and y. Lenoir was a cautious man. “Are they friends and confidants of yours ?” he asked, rather pointedly. “Oh, yes, they are our confidential friends,” returned Harey Girdwood pone s ar good, let us begin our look We will walk along the anew if you axe and thence past the Hotel de Ville. I show you several objects of undoubted in- terest,” said Lenoir, ificantly. He Ted the way on, Jack fell back a few paces, walking on with Harry Girdwood. : Pvc a very odd fellow,” whispered the atter. Lenoir Jed them over the town before he ventured to approach the Caveaux. “T have a little museum not far away,” he said, . am afraid we shall be intruding,” began ack. * Not a bit,” protested Lenoir. The snuggery in question was situated at some little distance from the town and away from the main road. The cottage was only a one-s' build “His museum is not very extensive,” wh peer Harry Girdwood to his companion, “if t is in that cottage.” They had reached the threshold and open- ing the door, he led the way in, t wasa neat little cottage interior, with nothing about it to attract attention, assing through the first room, Lenoir coer them to a sort of out-house be- ond. : Here they came upon the first surprise. He opened a door which spperens y shut in a cupboard, and this, to their intense aston- ishment, revealed a flight of stone which seemingly led into the very bowels “3 e the earth. ; * aa exclaimed Jack, “why, what's s “TJ thought I should astonish you said Lenoir, with his same calm smile, “ What is this place?” “There is a whole series of caves below these, ap tly natural formations, The only way I can account for them myself is that at some time or other some. experi. mental mining operations have the “ ” returned Jack, eagerly. he way.” : a few steps, them 4 Jack stood wavering for a few seconds. **We are four,” he said n snted.. ad this man any evil ‘in re hi ¥ evil porney ee “4 , x =} 4 there, wasi you like to godownandsee 4 2 “ ¥ = without counting Mr. Moles fee |
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yO YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE COUNTERFEITERS. So saying, down he went. The others followed close behind him. At the base of the flight of steps they found themselves in a spacious vault that was unpleas- antly dark. “Allow me to lead the way now,” said Lenoir, on. “Follow me closely; there is no ear of stumbling, there is nothing in the ray So saying, he conducted them through thi opening, which, by the way, was so low that ey had to stoop in passing under, and found themselves now in the narrow cave, which re- minded young Jack se raeey rp the dungeon and its approach ot Sir Walter Raleigh in the Tower of London. ‘What do you think of this place?’ demanded the guide. “A very curious sight,” was the reply. “You put all this space to no use?” “Pardon me,” said Lenoir; “I practice my favorite hobby here.” “Here!” “Yes—or rather in the next cellar betas “And what may be that favorite hobby?” “Medalling,” was Lenoir’s reply. And again he shot at his questioners one of those iar glances which had so astonished them before. : 5 “J should like to see some of your work,” said ack “T thought you would,” said Lenoir, with a quiet chuckle. Lenoir led the way into the next cellar or cavern, and here they came suddenly upon a change of scene. : Here they saw a furnace, with melting > er bars of metal, moulds, files, batteries, and all the necessary accessories for the man ot medals. ae a flat stone slab was a pile of medals all of the same pattern ve ; “Just examine those, Mr. Harkaway,” said Pierre Lenoir, “and tell me what you think of ” them. { Jack his fin through the glittering heap, San thet fell’ to the table with a bright clear ring that ro eed them, " y, they are silver Lenoir smiled. t “Very aren’t they?” : “ey, ! es Seok tans made a discovery, upon examining them more closely. x are five-frane pieces!” he said, with a cour course they are—and beauties they are, : ““There’s not much risk in getting rid of these, should ia A iterated Harry Girdwood. “Why risk?” “I mean that no one could detect the differ- ence very easily. Why, they deceived you,” he added, turning to Jack, with an air of conscious “Upon my life, I don’t understand what you mean,” said Jack. Lenoir looked serious for a moment. Then he burst out into a boisterous fit of mer- riment. > “You are really over-cautious, young gentle- “man,” he said. “Over-cau' Wherefore this re- “Why, es—wh serve? wh should you pretend not to under- stand? Don’t you see,” he added, with a cunning _ leer, “that I can make these medals as perfectly vas they Boa a the Hotel de la Monnaie, " t our my beautiful medals.” said Mr. Mole. ‘Do you sell “How much?” ph zr i said Harry Girdwood, ‘and so are considerably mistaken. Why you have brought us here and placed yourself in our power,it is utterly beyond me to understand,” position is most embarrassing,” said Jack. “To do our wow, Pak ree be to repay by fons in- gratitude your kindness in guiding us it the town, for we ought to denounce you to the police authorities.” This speech partook of the nature of a threat, and Pierre Lenoir was up in an instant. “The worst day’s work of your life would be | his that,” he said, fiercely. ‘No man plays traitor to Pierre Lenoir a second time.” “Traitor is a wrong term,” said Jack; “‘we are not sworn to share such confidences as yours. We aes you now, but——” +e top! They were moving towards the entrance,when Lenoir sprang before them, and whipped out a brace of revolvers. The position grew exciting and unpleasant. “Stand out of the way and let us pass,” ex- claimed Jack, impetuously. “Don’t come any nearer,” said Lenoir, with quiet determination, ‘‘for 1 warn you that it would be dangerous. You can’t move from this place until you have made terms with me.” “J, for one, will have nothing whatever to say to you!” said Jack, haughtily. ‘I don’t care to eye with a coiner.” ith his old foolhardy way he was stepping forward, in peril of his very life. Lenoir was a desperate man in a desperate satis fin trembled he trigger. i r u the tri 3 “Stand back, on your life!” . “You stand aside!” cried Jack. “Another step and I fire!” cried Lenoir. **Bah!” Jack pushed on. Lenoir pulled the trigger. Bang it went. But the ball whistled harmlessly over Jack’s head, and lodged in the slanting roof. A friendly hand from behind the coiner had knocked up his arm in the very nick of time. : At theself-same instant some eight or ten men, fully armed, burst into the vault. One of them, who was tly incommand, pointed to Lenoir, and to the others: “Arrest that man. He’s the leader of them.” And before the coiner could offer any ance, they knocked his weapons from his hands, and fell upon him. But Lenoir was a powerful fellow—a desper- ate, ee OR ee man, and not so easily @is- With wonderful energy, he tore himself from them, and, producing something from one of his pockets, he held it menacingly up. “Advance a step,” he exclaimed, “and I will eth fen all to atoms, myself as well. Beware! Thold all our lives in my Now who dares advance?” CHAPTER IV. LENOIR’S FLIGHT—MURRAY THE TRAITOR—HIS PUNISHMENT AND FLIGHT—A LONG RUN—THE AUBERGE—A STRANGE DISAPPEARANCE, THERE was a — f Eis position wer, Gomperate, and they joa was and they judged, and ea judged, that he was a man not like- ly to stick at a trifle. The men looked at their officer, and the latter, a man of intelligence and prudence, albeit no coward, seriously. Several terrible calamities, accidental and in- min crag wees of late opened the eyes of the publie lestructive properties of dynami! and to that his thoughts Bow, ; ” lg wavered. ‘és 6 coiner saw chance, and quick to act as to think, he made for the exit. “Stand back!” he cried, fiercely, to the men who made a faint show of his passage. “ll finish you all off at a stroke if you attempt to oppose me!” ra _ They fell back alarmed. have been recognized by the reader, in spite of his assumed name, as bert oy E Instinctively Lenoir divined that his betrayer was the young Englishman. No sooner did this conclusion force a him than all thought of personal danger h- ed from his mind, and he was possessed by one sole idea, one single desire. Revenge! He lost sight of the peril which he ran, but with a cry like the roar of a wounded lion he sprang upon the traitor. A brawny, aonb fellow was Pierre Lenotr, and Herbert Murray was but a puny thing in ” Hands off!” exclaimed Murray, in despera- ion. Lenoir growled, but said nothing, as he shook him much as a terrier does a rat. Before the police could interfere in the spy’s behalf, Lenoir held him with one hand at arm’s length, while with the other he prepared to de- Th fore aed seized he hapl 2 espair sei on the ess Galtee gut wrenching himself free from the coiner’s grasp, he fled. Pierre Lenoir stood staring about him a sec- ond. Then he made after him. Away went pursuer and ed. The terror- stricken Murray got over the ground like a hare, and although the coiner was fleet of foot, he was at first distanced in the race. It became a desperate race between them. Lenoir tore on. He would have his betrayer now or perish. But before he had got more than two hundred yards the began to tell upon him. He felt that he would have to give in. “I must go easier, or I shall fail altogether.” So reasoning, he slackened his pace, and drop- into that slinging trot that runners in France w as the pas gym: i If your stren; and wind are of average ay you can up for a prodigious time at t. Murray flew on, anxious te get away from his furious pursuer. is tecemn rs ae told him likewise. ut presen e uy] He coll his thoughts and his prudence as The Englishman acapital bean one St che crauk wien OF hile echool-club, But his forte was pace. : j The Frenchman, on the contrary, was a stay- er. It looked bad for Murray. : cal On they went, and when a good mile had been covered, Murray, on glancing back, felt con- vinced that it was only a question of time.: She edt ages Frenchman in the end, he oug: He believed that an Englishman must always be more than a match for a Frenchman at any kind of athletics. He reckoned without his host, for while he (Murray) was getting blown, Lenoir swung on at his pas i ique, having got his second wind, and Coe we all appearance, capable of rs) 2. keeping on for any length of tim d “T shall have to it up,” Murra the stoned’ mals, be ocak a ec ane vt oe “Oh, if I but a pistol!” thought Murray; ““what a fool I was to come unarmed on stich 8 , until he gxined the fight of top wane Ee partiall Z so on 5 tage, and reaching the open, suddeply found | ing. 1
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‘ _ dow?” shouted aah oe theese Period the irritable Lenoir, | The wagoner shook himself together. “Se te is une danse si javais le temps pour| “That was neatly done, camarade,” he said. ' tapprendre ce que c’est que la Tda| “I was just in time,” said Murray; “look after dust y jacket for you if I the time | him. He is wanted yo tes police; a desperate to teach politeness.” eustomer. They are after him now. “You're not likely to have time for| ‘“He’s very quiet,” said the wagoner, with a}! that as long as you live, espece de cg curious glance. ; ; en “He’s not dead,” returned Murray; “he has his This interchange of pliments to} = me ee com ma’ relieve the parties consi “The galleys.” was the reply. M pddnly « singtlar Lon shot id that ofthe beast pia Hera'be thought to a idea shot into his head. n re,” i dy 4 — cae é — “mind Soudistiikees company in What erbert Murray into it un- ger fr a i An to cross a ind. seen and there now, presence} hn ode fancy cross a stranger's m CHAPTER VI. YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE COUNTERFEITERS. up. Th that even a stout team of horses could put on,with a big load of hay behind them, was not to say race-horse speed, so the coiner ame caught them Pad his ie ‘ wagoner awai' approa his whip with @ nervous grip that forebaded mischief. On came Lenoir. “T say, my friend,” he called out, “I think you have a man concealed in the cart!” The landlord took Murray—and not unnatur- ally—for a madman. did not like the society of madmen. on Ra tags sd la te te ted ae ion. And the landlord iad ecieg Dees OCS anes deadly nature than a knife fork. Moreover he would not have cared to place a| up and looking?’ weapon ina ’s hands. ‘Not exactly.” : So he met the case by humoring the fugitive| Lenoir had a limited stock of patience, and he soon came to the end of it. He ran to the leading horse and pulled it up sharply. The wagoner swore and lashed up. But Lenoir turning his attention next to the —_ horse, pulled the wagon up to a stand- And the wagoner, furious at this, lashed noir. The whip caught him around the head and shoulders, curling about so that the man could not get it free. Lenoir caught at the thong,and with a sudden jerk, brought the wagoner down from his seat. Now began as pretty a little skirmish as you Tia seg Ge to the furi wagoner fell an easy prey to the ous coiner at first. with a proposal to go up stairs. Sieciey, wanted = pate invitation. Up he flew, and locked himself in one of the upper rooms just as Lenoir hammered at the door below. Z Ou ay demanded the coiner, fiercely. * Qui ** Ne cherchez pas a me tricher,” thundered Lenoir. “Il m’appartient. Ou est-il, je vous le demande ?§” The coiner’s manner made the aubergiste un- sar Si and thoughtful for his own safety. he pointed up stairs. Up went Lenoir, and finding a room ‘loor lock- ed, he flung his whole weight against the door and sent it in. This was the room which the fugitive had en- But where was Murray? He was half dazed with being jerked down to Gone! the ground. 3 Vanished! But he soon recovered himself. But where? Then he set to punching at Lenoir with all his See’ strength, , Then they grappled fiercely with each other. CHAPTER V. A desperate struggle for supremacy ensued. At length Lenoir’s superior strength and science prevailed, tough as the wagoner was. The ae. ron = coiner, whose knee pressed cruelly u is chest. “Now ask my eerdae ” said Lenoir, “Never!” roared the defeated. wagoner, stout- Vial shall kill you if you don’t,” said Lenoir, threateningly. : “Mind you don’t get finished off first,” said the THE COINER ANDTHE SPY—A REGULAR DUST-UP, AND WHAT CAMF OF IT—THE CHASE—AN ODD ESCAPE—HUNTED IN THE HAY—A ROUGH CUS- TOMER DONE FOR. Wuew Lenoir had puzzled bimself for some time over the m i of Her- | I bert Murray or awhile, he le a discovery. The windcw was open, a circumstance which he had, until then, in the most unaccountable overlooked. manner i wagoner, significantly. But when he got to the window and looked} As he spoke he was looking up over his con- qutror’s shoulder. out, there were no signs of the object of his h. Lenoir perceived this, but thought it only a ruse to get him to shift his hold. could it, Lenoir re- hing himself that pian him to earth with a hollow groan—felled like a bullock be- neath the butcher’s pole-ax. Somebody had all been concealed in the Ww in. That somebody was Herbert Murray himself. The English youth had heard. the scuffle. and seeing his opportunity, he slid out of his place of concealment and joined in the fight at the very right moment. * * Phi in hand. PE le, la bas!” shouted the coiner from the win- turned, and looked eagerly up. the wagoner. “ “Have * * * * - “Wet!” exclaimed the unfortunate Mole, “this is a nice go |. “I'm glad you ‘bitterly. af ‘ 5 ~ by Ld think it nie," ald young Jack, % As the they were being led through the aretta ot Posy handcuffed and two abreast, with a brace of gendarmes between each couple. The people flocked out to stare at the ‘notorious of forgers, which”—so ran the report—“had Rap bace captured by the police, after making a a resistance. . first impulse of Jack Harkaway himself had been naturally to resist his captors. But he was speedily shown the ot such a course. When they were brought up before the judge for examination, they protested their innocence, and told the simple truth. But this did not avail them. Herbert Murray had p the way for their statements to be ed as falseh By this means, when Jack protested that his name was Harkaway, it went clearly haere him, inasmuch as it ast AB what Murray were remanded, one and all, and sent had said. So the back to their cells. Mr. Mole’s indignation could not be sub- dued. “These claimed; ‘‘but we’ll let them know. make us ample reparation for thisindignity.” He talked threateningly of the British ambas- sador, and made all kinds of threats. Bunt he was pooh-poohed by the authorities. Girdwood was the only one of the party who kept his coolness. He put forth his request with so much earnest- ness, to be pecdaoinn see the English consul,that u his was granted at once. wup a letter and entrusted it to the le are worse then sa !” he ex- y eThey shall He jailer, who promised to have it forwarded. Now this know to Herbert Murray,and he then saw that he had still a task of no ordin- ary difficulty before him—that it was not suffi- or pens i say nit peg keer mero C) ter difficulty by was to now that he had secured them. In this crisis he once more consulted with his worthless servant and confederate, Chivey. “Our next job,” said Chivey, dou by, “ie to get at the jailer, and stop the letter he has re- ceived from reaching its destination.” “How would you set to work?” demanded the master. “You do what you can inside,” said Chivey, “and V'll lay in wait for the messenger with the letter outsi e in case you fail.” pa | bg buy that jailer,” said the tiger. will. “Do so. Your task is the easier of the two. Ten francs ought to square him.” f m3 ought,” said Murray; ‘‘but I question if it will.’ * * * * * * Murray was doomed toa sad disa tment in his operations, for do what he w , he could not “get at” the man charged with delivering the Harkaways’ letters. But he contrived to ascertain who the man — was, andto give a description of him to the tiger. Chive saw the man come out of the prison, and he t over various plans for eee ee eee eee car- ly Gabjden wed a ee and address hi "Saas Cpe ae ject, but this would not/do. ‘ uld in all take a7 messenger wo! probability He next had an idea of f. the mes. path bead ~
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. ! —_ YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THH COUNTERFEITERS. Chivey timed his own arrival at the consul’s residence, so as to be there just a few minutes in advance of the prison messenger. The servant who admitted him was an Eng- i and told Chivey that he was particular- ly engaged just then, and would not be visible ‘or some considerable time. “Be so as toask when Ican see your master,” said Chivey, with an air of lofty con- descension. “T must not disturb him now,” said the sery- ant. “He will be very vexed with you if you don’t,” returned Chivey, ‘‘whenhe knows my business.” The servant being duly impressed with this threat, went off at once to obey the insiduous 1, odtng of course was not in ing ly had the consul’s servant disappeared, when the messenger from the prison entered. Chivey recognized him instantly. “Uue lettre pour Monsieur le Consul,” said the messenger. Chivey held out his hand,and the man, taking it for granted that Chivey belonged to the con- sular establishment, gave it to him. “Il y a une reponse—there is an answer,” said the messenger. “Tt will be forwarded,” returned Chivey, with cool presence of mind. “T ought to take it with me,” said the messen- orl can’t disturb his excellency now,” replied the tiger; ‘those are my master’s express orders, which I can’t presume to disobey. He will send the answer on immediately it is ” y: The man paused. : “The consul was expecting this letter,” said Chivey, moving towards the door; ‘‘and he told me particularly that he would send the answer on. “Puisqwil est ainsi,” said the man,dubiously. “Since it must Be so, I suppose I had better leave the letter.” “Ofcourse you had,” returned Chivey, closing the door. “I daresay you will get the answer within an hour.” Atthat very moment the servant returned ‘witha message from the consul tothe effect that in half an hour he could be seen, if the appli- cant would callagain. ¢ “Very good,” said Chivey, in the same pa- tronizing manner; ‘‘you may tell your master thatI will look back later on.” + "Very ee Chivey walked out, chuckling inwardly at the success of his mission. ““What could be easier?” said the Cockney scamp to himself; ‘‘ shelling peas is a foo! to it.” But before he could get fairly over the thres- _ hold, the servant him with a question that startled him a little, and a well-nigh made him lose his presence of mind. “The man who called just now, sir, he left a “Eh? Oh, yes!” ‘For you, ar? es,” added , with the coolest effront- ; sir,” returned the servant, o| pte s0, sir, beg pardon, ee One word more. A The five-franc which had in no slight degree biassed the servant's on of the visitor, was one of Pierre 8 admit manufact- mrs - * & * * “Let's have a look at the letter, Chivey,” said Herbert rmanin bende yond oh thw as got back. terms. f “We oughtn’t to,” returned the tiger, “‘for it’s Murray tore the letter open and read it down It was dated from the prison. “Srr:—I wish to solicit your immediate assist- ance in getting released from the above uncom- fortable premises, where, in company with a yy of friends and fellow-travelers, I have n hy singular accident carried lice. m scraps of information I have gained while here, I believe I am correct in asserting that we have fallen into a trap, cunningly pre- pared for us by an unscrupulous fellow-country- man of ours, who has — reasons for wishing us out of the way, and has accordingly caused me and my friends to be arrested as coiners, The rson in question is named Herbert Murrav, ut Iam unable to say under what alias he is at present known in this part of the world. Imen- tion this that you may be able to keep an eye upon the individual pending our release on bail, for I presume that bail is a French institution. My signature will serve you for reference on me, as it may readily be identified at my father’s bankers here, Messrs. B. Fould and Co. ‘*Your obedient servant, “Jack HaARKAWAY.” Herbert Murray pursed his brows as he read on, “What do you think of that?’ demanded Chivey. “Queer!” “Precious queer.” “The one lesson to be learned from it,Chivey,” said his master, *‘is to stop all correspondence between the prisoners and the consul.” AOE push forward the trial as much as possi- le. “Yes, and get together as many reliable wit- nesses as we can——” “Buy them at a pound apiece,” concluded Chivey. “Right,” said Herbert Murray, with a mis- chievous grin; “forewarned, forearmed; we hold them now and we'll keep them——” : ‘Please the pigs,” concluded Chivey, fervent- y- , ) CHAPTER VIL OUR FRIENDS IN DURANCE VILE—A STROKE YOR LIBERTY—THE PRISONERS’ PLOT—MOLE IS PRE- SCRIBED FOR—A FRIEND IN NEED—HOPES AND MISGIVINGS—“ OLD WET BLANKET.” “T's very odd.” Very.” ¥ wd peacods polite,” suggested Mr. Mole. “Well, say ‘That makes the fourth letter I have written to him, and be doesn’t even condescend to notice them. “Very odd.” “Very.” But while all the sufferers by the seeming ne- lect of the consul were expressing themselves so reely in the matter, old Sobersides, as Jack called his comrade, Hi Girdwood, remained silent and meditative. > Jack had great faith in his thoughtful chum. “4 penny for your thoughts, Harry,” said he. “Pll give them for nix,” returned Harry Gird- ‘ood, gai Oat wits it.” “T was wonde' — while you are all has ever received ” % “What, the four?” Yes.” 9 “Of course.” “T don’t see it.” “But my dear fellow, consider. One may have mnisearried—or two— but hang it! all four can’t _ Okeonrse not, said Mole, with the air of » i Ww a final oO argumen saree beg leave to differ with you all.” “The letters have not reached the consul, per- haps; they ner have been intercepted.” “By - a natural e ‘Can’t sa ; ibly whe ee Y; possibly by Murray. “Ts it not one messenger, it is Sa Bret ong o% the pen, ye pays up on Thissi 2 Oe ree eae ; e f BOT think.” Lmanrerg ‘‘And I, too,” added Harry Girdwood; “ but how?” “T'll write him a letter.” “Yes; and send it to him by the Harry. “Yes.” jailer,” said the po! «The jailer who carried all the other letters? Why, ack—Jack, what a thoughtless, rattle- brained chap you are. What on earth is the use of such a move as that?” ae: Jack's countenance fell again at this. “You're right, Harry. Igo jumping like a bull at a gate as usual. What would you do?” Harry’s answer was brief and sententious. “Think.” “Do so,mate,” returned Jack, hopefully again; “do so.” “[ will.” ; ; He pressed his lips and knit his brows with a burlesque, melodramatic air, and strode up and down, with his forefinger to his forehead. He stopped suddenly and stamped twice, as a haughty earl might do in atranspontine bapan | when resolving upon his crowning villany, an exclaimed in a voice suggestive of fiend-like triumph: “T have it.” “Hold it tight, then.” “One of ps must sham ill so as to get the doec- tor here. Bnee he’s here, we shall be all right.” “Hurrah!” cried Jack Harkuway; “that's the notion. We shall yet defeat the schemes of that incarnate fiend, Murray.” “That is a capital idea,” said Mr. Mole. ‘“You have suggested quite a new idea,” 2 “Now stop; the next thing for us to think of is who is to be the sham invalid,” said Jack. “T would su; t mening 7 cs eg ‘ “Or Bogeys observ: ar “Because it would not be easy to tell whether ge Sabine in delicate health or nct.” *There’s something in that,” said Jack, “but there’s this to say against it.” “What?” “They might not be able to keep the game up so well ~ — of ers sol peng Here Jac used, w! Harry and he ex- changed a meening wink unobserved by the old gentleman. “I think that it ought to be Mr. Mole,” contin- our 5 “Why?” - “Why, sir;can you ask why? You are sucha lovely shammer.” “Come, I say,” began Mr. Mole, scarcely rel- —— it. | : ? “He’s quite right, sir,” said Harry Girdwood; ae are inimitable as a shammer. ‘“You can pitch it so strong, Mr. Mole,” said Jack. ; ‘And so natural,” added Harry Girdwood. _ “Life-like,” said the two together, in mingled tones of rapt admiration. » Mr. Mole was but human. Humanity is but frail, and ever open to the — voice of flattery. My oe Mole do but yield? Nothing. j He gave in, and shammed very ill indeed. _ Well,the result of this was that the jailer made his report, and the dectorkcase. “De quoi se B rngace ob demanded the doctor," e ce as he entered s t ‘What does he say?” asked Mole; “I'm as deaf as an adder.” : 2 “The doctor asks what you complain of?” said loud voice. “Ob, anything he likes,” returned Mole, im-— ie ‘ ’ ‘ ( 7
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YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE COUNTERFEITERS. *‘What is that?” demanded the French doctor, curiously. “Je ne suis pastrés fort—lam not very strong in lish.” “Then, sir.” said Jack, “‘pray accept my com- pliments upon your proficiency; it is really very remarkable.” ‘You are very good to say that,” returned the surgeon; “mais—now for our malade—what is in English?” **Patient.” “Patient! Well, I hope that he will Ferd ze og ong What do you feel?” he added to Mr. Mole. *‘Rush of blood to the head,” said Mole, think- ing this quite a safe s ton to announce. “Yes—yes—sans e—no doubt,” said the doctor, looking as wise as an owl. ‘‘We can municated with immediately. This Markby is anunscrupulousrascal. He has forged my name to several checks and robbed me. He fears de- tection, and has built up a cunning byird using the coiner, Lenoir, as his catspaw, and while we are caged here upon this ridiculous charge, he can get off to another part of the world.” This convinced the prison surgeon completely. “I will see the governor at once,” said he; “meanwhile, see that your obstinate old friend — to my instructions, and he will soon be well. “Excuse me,doctor,” said Jack; ‘‘but the hon- est truth is that he is not sick at all.” “Not ill?” “No, We doubted the jailer’s honesty, and fearing he was bought over by our enemy,adopt- make that better for you quick—a little sinapis- | ed this ruse. me.” “To see me?” 5 t's what youcall a mustard plaster, isn’t} “Yes.” it?” said Harry. “Ha—ha! I see it all now; very ingenious on “Sinapisme—mustard who?” demanded the} your part. Well—well, my young friend, I will * French doctor of Jack. see the governor at once, and you shall not be “Plaster.” long in trouble.” “Merci,” “You will earn my eternal gratitude,’and that “Tm not going to have any mustard plaster | of my fellow prisoners,as well as the much more * said Mole. substantial acknowledgement of my father.” ‘Comment!” exclaimed the doctor: “il n’en veut pas! he will not! Morbleu! Ze prisonniers have what ze docteur ordonnances.” “Will he?” “Yes, You are eee right, doctor,” said Jack, in French. ‘Where is he to have on the plaster?” “On his legs, at the back of his ankles,” replied the doctor; “it is to draw the blood from his nee good, sir. ‘Very sir.” Jack translated, and the patient, singularly enough, grew reassured immediately. “It won't hurt much on the back of your legs, Mr. Mole,” said Harry. y Pf enjoyed a quiet grin to themselves at The prison doctor then sent the jailer for writ- ing materials for the purpose of writing out a prescription. Then was their chance. “Doctor,” said Jack, ‘I want to see the gover- nor. “Why have you not asked, then, through the er? “ yf” “Because I don’t know whether the gaoler is 7 “I don’t understand you,” said the doctor. “]T have written four letters to the British con- ack, and no answer has come.” sir, Pm afraid he has never received to d preposterous is the charge against us in spite of rances. Sk carmebdensvedhiiet bis altciabinin. : “They would never dare to keep letters back.” d them, I feel assured.” “Money has tem : ne ot fello tryman mone aspy—a Ww coun who canes ta keeping me out of hs Sas whatever, ' sees how. you have did uw “Bien—bien!” said the surgeon, smiling. “Aw ies | 1. the prison An wing pleasantly to ers gener- ally, the doctor left the cell. - * eS * * “There,” said Jack. ““You may look upon that as settled, so comfort yourselves.” an has gone to the governor?” asked Mole. o es.” Th wf ill go all right ” said H “T hope it will go right now,” sai arry Girdwood, who was scarcely so cheerful as his cony ons. “You wretched old wet blanket,” exclaimed Jack, gaily, “of course it will.” ‘Of course,” added Mole. ; ““You may consider yourself as good as outside the prison already.” “T do, for one,” said Mole, quite hilarious at the prospect. “Humph !’ said Harry. CHAPTER VIII. THE DOCTOR AND THE GOVERNOR—HOW THE PLOT WORKS IN FAVOR OF JACK’S ENEMIES— UNLUCKY PRISONERS, The eae f the priso us 5| the governor o' m. The occasion oa within a few minutes of the doctor’s entrance into his private cabinet, to which the medico had gone immediately after quitting the English prisoners. “Well, what they say is very easily verified,” said the doctor, rather tartly. The fact is that he was somewhat nettled at the doubting expression vernor met Jack the outh is a notorious hae clever he must be, too; posed upon the astute Berteaux, who has pete vast €: - among be sir——” “J tell you, doctor, I know all about this ‘oung scoundrel from A to Z. His real name is erbert Murray.” ; “Why, that he said was the real name of the agent Markby,” exclaimed the doctor. “The deuce he did. Egad! doctor, that’s beau- tiful.” And the governor chuckled rarely at the idea. ih doctor began to look a little uncomforta- e. “Do you mean to say—” “That you have been ously hum! ? Yes, that’s exactly what 1 do mean. Why, joc- at your time of life consider. “ he'll enjoy at joy “Ahem!” atom a | of ay — Well,the doctor your i Ww a fees < thky with his companions, Mole and the “wet blank- et,” Harry Girdwood,and the two faithful dark Ty Aigall alll tay grow beast atk swith % ar un the w - St wi deferred. ne o CHAPTER IX. JOE DEERING AT HOME AGAIN—ON THE-LOOKOUT —NEWS AT LAST—JOVIAL CAPTAIN ROBINSON IN DANGER. WE must cross the channel to England again. But not for long. ; One character in our drama of real life has not cpr upon the scene for some time. A, e allude to the skipper of the Albatross, Joe ring. Captain Deering had finished his course and returned to his native land. He was anxious to get home, for he had a pur- pose in view. He wished to route out two men to whom he owed a very deep grudge, which he was fully de- termined to pay off. One was . Murray, the treacherous owner of the ill-fated Albatross, for Captain Deering, it should be borne in mind, was ignorant of the wretched man’s well-nierited fate. The other was that traitor friend of his, the corn plice of the elder Murray—jovial Captain inson. Joe Deering was in ernest, and he pursued his rae with the utmost diligence. e jovial captain was not to be heard of any- where at first. But Joe Deering, baffled here, like a skilled mariner as he was, set out on another tack. He made his inquiries for Mr. Murray alone. “Where one thief is,” said Joe, to himself, “the other murdering scoundrel is sure to be not far off.” For some time his search pfoved unavailing again, but he was presently rewarded for his perseverance by the first gleam of good luck. He learned the late address of Murray, senior. “This is a step in the right direction,” said Joe Deering, with a chuckle. So with renewed hope he went to the house. “Mr. Murray ain’t been home for many months, sir,” said the housekeeper, in reply to Deering’s inquiry, ‘‘and I haven’t any news of him since ness knows when.” ‘ going to misbelieve me like that Captain Robin- son. t calls here every——” “What?” ejaculated ing. “Avast there, Captain Robinson, did you say?” : . Yes.” ~ 3 ‘ cLeaveverr s abe ff knowing him, seeing “T can’t v w ts) ! as he’s here a twice a day, and I know he never wished my poor master no sé “What makes you think that?’ asked Joe Deering. Maciek hised always to try to avoid seeing him, poor old gentleman,” replied the house- ‘ hy do you call him ‘poor old gentleman?” — “Because I know he aed eoteay, a think he was worried by that Robinson ito do- ng something dreadful, “How ” Joe Deering’s curiosity was r’s manner, m. excited now by _ the and he pressed Buat—— ‘‘Come—come, get rid of this silly fancy, old be known
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ae YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE COUNTERFEITERS. a laugh for joy to see that beast of a Captain Rob- inson’s disappointment every time he comes.” ‘ *‘So he comes often?” said Joe Deering, eager- ly. “Every day; sometimes twice a day,” was the Ly. = Denia thought thiseinformation over quiet- ly. E Plea you like to serve him out?’ he asked, presently. “Who?” “Captain Robinson,” r mded Deerin “That I should, indeed,” said the ficnbekiogaes eagerly “only show me how to do it.” - wi if Joe pasting Selma He made hi f known to the woman, and convinced her that he had ample reason for wish- ing to repay the grudge. And they plotted together to wreak a_well- merited vengeance upon that falsely jovial Cap- tain Robinson. The nature of that vengeance you will learn if you have patience to wait till the next chapter. CHAPTER X. HOW CAPTAIN ROBINSON CAME TO APPLY HIS LEECH AGAIN—WHAT CAME OF IT—THE SEA GIVES UP ITS DEAD—A FEARSOME SIGHT—THE TRAITOR’S TERROR—JOE DEERING WIPES OFF AN OLD SCORE. \ Caprain RopinsoN was more jovial than ever. His honest-looking, ruddy face was beaming with smiles, and he appeared as hearty as the most hones*, upright and plain-sailing fellow in the world. . Captain Robinson was like most sailors in one respect; he was remarkably superstitious, Instinctive presage of g luck to-day put him in rare spirits, as he made his customary “T feel as if I was going to land him to-day,” muttered the jovial captain to himself. And his face was actually beaming with smiles, as his hand rested on the knocker. “Oh, good-morning, Mrs. Wilmot,” he said, heartily; “how are you this bright morning, Mrs. Wilmot?” “Better, thank you, oe the ncucheenhe: glance. ‘That's . Why, you are looking more + he my g y A “Better in health, because better in spirits,” said the bousekeeper, insidionsly. The ha a pricked up his ears at this. Aral tter news by chance, Mrs. Wilmot?” “Ah, that there is indeed,” said she. “About the master?’ asked he. “That's it,” said she. yi ea don’t mean to say that he’s coming home again “I don’t mean to say that he’s coming,” said the housekeeper, wits Weruisops micnionnes. ptain Robinson,” re- giving him an odd “Why, whatever are you driving at?” he said. “I'm not a-driving at nothing, Captain Robin- weeu ee teat — that I am aware of. All I that Mr. Murray likely to be com- ing home, for he ain’tin a position soddmebomne, * “Guess what.” “Hangit all, I can’t.” Sag aes fees 3 's coming , Say So; if pevie, Se agw hare me where see him, or where he’s MES ~ “Why, he can’t be coming home when——” _ Here she short inthe most aggravat- manner in world. jovial captain grew black and threaten- "fio was just going to burst ont into a note ft | of abusive , when she hi wk ng tds 1 te startled him, _ “There—there, “She’s a nice old gal,” said Robinson to him-; This was Joe Deering’s chance—his long-looked- self, as he mounted the stairs, ‘‘and I'll stand her a trifle after I have applied my leech to her mas- ter again. Ha-ha!” The jovial captain laughed at the quaint con- ceit. He rarely enjoyed the apes of once more pager over the miserable Murray writhing un ler the moral pressure. ‘Tl make him bleed handsome for keepi away so long,” thought this jovial mariner. “tT babe how he’ll enjoy the leech after such a long while His hand rested upon tha handle of the door. What a startler it would be for Mr. Murray. “T}1 knock,” thought the jovial Captain Rob- inson; ‘“‘he’ll think it's Mother Wilmot again. Such larks!” He knocked. “Come in.” How changed the voice sounded. ‘“‘He’s caught cold,” thought the practical jok- er. He opened the door. | Closed it carefully behind him to guard against intrusion. Then he turned and faced—Joe Deering! * * * * ce * Jovial Captain Robinson stood aghast. ae sight of his old friend literally petrified m Deering stood facing the jovial scoundrel, his hands leaning on the table. Not a muscle of his face moved. A cold, settled expression was in his eyes. So fixed, so steady, that they might have been set in the head of a dead man. rad jovial Robinson was tongue-tied for a e. * ‘ ‘Joe Y’ This monosyllable he faltered after a long while, and after a very big effort. But Joe Deering said never a word in reply, one oe move a m ae oe. * * * * * Deering stared at him with the same fixed glassy eyes, until jovial a ge Robinson had a hideous idea flash across him. Was it really a living man there? He fastened a fixed, Years ting look apa the pig of the friend he had so y- , and step, about behind retreatin, ng 8 him, for the handle of the door. 4 At last, he got hold of it, and turned it. ! oi Deering had spoken,and with a jerk the jovial 6 . ee turned mre sah “Joe!” he , again, “did you speak? Now Joe Peatng saw by the traitor’s pallid cheeks, and frightened look, what was passing in bis mind. bees, So he was at no pains to destroy the illusion. “IT did. Your ears did not deceive you.” “J thought not,” faltered Captain Robinson, plucking up in a faint d . however. 5 “You marvel to see theocean give up its dead,” n Joe Deering, in a hollow voice. Jovial Captain Robinson sank against the door for support, while a delicate green tint spread itself over his face. hy We have said that he was a superstitious man. This huge lump of humanity—nay, rather of inhumanity—was worse than a schoolgirl in point of courage. _ The very word ghost frightened him, if he saw it in print. in silen He ed his terror keenly indeed. No Of pity at the abject terror of the man crossed him, : brig they pense} on hoard doom- Joo Decring looked at the fear-etricken treitor; went back to those fearful for opportunity, and no weak ‘emotion should a e revenge which he had waited for so pa- y: * * * * * * Jovial Captain Robinson essayed to In a faint, faltering voice, he managed to pro- nounce Joe Deering’s name. “Well, murderer!” returned Joe Deering;. ‘what is it you want?’ “T want you to shake hands with me, Joe,” re- sponded the other, almost inaudibly. “TTT don’ mean you any harm,” gasped jovial Captain Robinson. ‘Liar!’ thundered Joe Deering; “you dare make that statement, hovering as you do, be- tween life and death!” ““No—no—no—no!” shrieked the jovial cap- tain, ‘“‘not that, Joe, not that.” * F es, I say; for you are not long for this world.” “You are not sent to tell me that, Joe,” said Robinson, his voice dying away in spite of a des- perate effort to make it audible. “Ugh!” with a half groan, half grunt, he sank up- on the ground prostrate. z Before his senses had fairly fled, Joe Deering strode over to him, and delivered him a heavy kick behind. This brought him around in a wonderful way- He knew that it was a material foot that had given that kick, and the conviction was a mar- velous relief to him. He scrambled up. As he got to his feet, Joe Deering fixed him by the throat and shook him. 43 “You plotted to accomplish my murder,” he said; “but now my turn’s come, Robinson, and I mean to punish-you.” Captain Robinson was a coward, an ar- tackle But Deering was not to be denied. Before the jovial captain could do anything to help himself, Joe Deering hammered his'face in- toa a F dazed, stunned, and blinded, Robinson fought it out, and struggling fiercely, he shook himself free. : And then he fled like a beaten cur from the house. Joe Deering did not attempt to follow him. “There,” he said, calmly enough, considerin what had gone before, “‘that’s done. Thai oodness it’s off my mind. Mr. Murray must ave my next attention.” He little rae 5 that the wretched shipowner had already paid the penalty of his crimes. * rus, * — * i fg Bees
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’ YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE COUNTERFEITERS. Marseilles any more, so you're safe enough “He’s desperate enough for anything.” “The gentleman who has lost his limbs will be probably sent to some other employment.” “What a pity. Well, good-by, old cock; keep “Tt’s galleys for life if he’s collared, and he | your weather-eye open. knows it well enough. “Galleys? ugh! And Herbert Murray gave a convulsive shud- der, in which he was sympathetically joined by Chivey. ‘°Tis, indeed.” Murray in paused and shuddered, but af- old beast of a Mole — or ack s D’ye think they'll r” asked Chivey. ‘ “Then I had better just stroll up and see if our old a the jailer has stepped any more letters.” “Yes, by all means, for if we don’t call for them, he’s likely enough to give them up to a Murray hesitated, but Chivey instantly sup- plied the word. “The rightful owners, you mean, “nor.” “Cut away!” s ly exclaimed Murray, who was annoyed at the liberties taken by his quon- dam servant. Chivey strolled up towards the prison, and “Au revoir, monsieur.” Cocking his hat very much on oneside,Chivey stalked out of the place. CHAPTER XII. WHO FOUND IT. “THat ere frog-eating swine gets two quid for bonin’ the letter, so I think 1’m entitled to one. Can’t let all the coin go into old Frenchy’s pocket.” > Thus Chivey muttered to himself as he neared the place where he and Herbert Murray were staying. Chivey evidently intended putting the screw jon Herbert. “Look here, guv’nor,” said he, as he entered | the room, ‘I ain’t much of a reading cove, but I see once a book called Jessop’s Fables.” “\ Esop’s Fables, I presume you mean, Chivey?” “Tt’s all the same. But there’s a yarn about a monkey what made the cat pull chestnuts out of the fire; and I'm jiggered if I'm going to play the t. be “T am notaware that any one wishes you todo so,” mded Murray, in his blandest manner. “Well, you area-trying it on, at any rate.” “How so?’ “Why, supposing it’s found out about our stop- was just in time to meet the jailer coming | ping these here letters.” out. “Mornin’, mossoo,” he said, with a familiar “rather warm, ain’t it? What d’ye say to; a bottle of wine jest to wash the dust out o” yer throat?” t The Frenchman did not comprehend a fourth part of this speech, but he understood that he was to ke of a bottle of wine, and-at once $i illingness. “Vid moosh plaisir, m’sieu.” And he led the way to a cabaret where they sold his favorite wine. _ _ “Now, have you got any letters for me?” said Chivey, when they were comfortably seated at a table, remote from the few other customers, who were engaged in a very noisy game of dom- No understand,” said the man, shaking his “Any letters—billy duxes?” _ ‘The man made a gesture to indicate that he did not understand. ‘ ““Thick-headed old idiot,” muttered Chivey; then calling in pantomime to aid his lack of French, he Tiger the first letter Jack had written to ~ er. “T etter, ike 7 The jailer’s eyes twinkled ; he nodded and half drew fas the beast pocket of his uniform the v document Chivey was so anxious to get f. . “Hand it over, old pal,” he said, holding out band. The jailer smiled as he again concealed the let- ter. Then he in turn held out his hand, and made that be required something to be dropped “Old cormorant wants more vite Te Desk, Wh couldn’t you speak li Fy 2 7 that before? "We'd have come to business much thought mensiear would like to exhibit his ledge of the French tongue; but is the letter.” ‘ “And here’s the coin. I will buy as many as ere I pare ee “Which letters, Chivey?” “The one I’ve got in my “Oh, you’ve got one, please, Chivey.” “Not so fast, guv’nor. You jest listen to what I’ve got to say first.” one all vere, a ‘Well, supposing this game was found out, who do you think would get into trouble?” “Why, you would, undoubtedly; and your friend the French jailer.” “And don’t you think it’s worth your while to — down very handsome, considering the risk run. “It does not strike me in that light: but I do think it would be a good plan for you to get rid of the stolen letter as soon as possible; for if anything is found out, and the jailer says he gave you the letters, it is not likely that his word—the word of a man who acknowledges himself a thief—will be taken against yours, un- less the documents are found in your posses- et, and. S Hand it over, en. sion.” “That's all very well.” “Then if it’s all very well just hand over the letter.” And Murray held out his hand. Chivey very reluctantly passed over the let- ter, muttering as he did so: “Well, I'm blest if I don’t think you would =r a blackbird off the nest while you stole e . . . Herbere Murray took no notice bea r ; e was en wi! ter. which he found 7 rend ines: d “To Her Brrrannic Masesty’s Coxsvn AT MARSEILLES: “Sm—lI have already addressed to you on the subject of the incarceration of my- self and friends im the prison of les, on a charge of counterfeit coining. I how we were led, Pine artful devices. son calling hiznself kby, to be actually in the eoiner’s house when the police entered it, and, therefore, appearances are certain! us. To all these letters you have leno reply, which I think is certainly hard, and not quite ight, as imagine the duty of a British consul includes looking after the interests of British subjects in the town or district he is stationed at. j ily your at once to communi- cate with alan explained | peach oie esaed “My eye!” said Chivey, when Murray had recon the letter aloud, ‘‘ain’t he getting his back u 2 ‘“‘No matter. They are all of them safe enough, and if they get out, I'll forgive them.” ** But they won't forgive you.” “Perhaps not; but ring the bell, Chivey. We'll have some wine after this, and just hand over the segar-box.” The ex-groom gave a tug at the bell-rope and ga i ro es 4 . en he took up a segar-box, and, giving it a vigorous shake, Gaeulaed: ‘There ain’t a blessed smoke in it, guv’nor.” “ Well, Pll just put on my hat and stroll upto the shop of Monsieur Cretineau-Joly and order afresh stock. I must have a few minutes’ exer- cise before it gets dark; sha’n’t be ten minutes.” Herbert left the apartment, while Chivey muttered: “He's afraid of meeting that Lenoir if he goes out after dark.” And Chivey was quite right. Herbert Murray walked briskly up the street till he reached the tobacconist’s, where he paused a moment, to look at the numerous varie- ties of the nicotian herb displayed in the win- dow, along with pipes and segar tubes of every shape and pattern. As he looked, several others looked, and one of the lookers, while removing his pipe, was so un- tunate as toallow some of the tobacco ash to blow in Murray’s face. “Curse you for an awkward Frenchman,” growled Murray, while the other politely apolo- gized for the misha Herbert coughed, and sneezed, and drew out his handkerchief; but neither he nor any one else noticed that at the same time he drew out young Jack Harkaway’s letter, which fluttered slowly tothe pavement, where it lay with the address downwards. Murray bought his box of and reterned to the hotel where he resided, but still the letter lay unheeded beneath the tobacco shop window, tilt darkness had settled over the town of Mar- seilles except where street lamps and shop lights pierced the glow. Then there came up to the shop an old man, who apparently had been a soldier,as he dragged cue leg very stiffly, and had his left arm in a ng. But although his hair was white his carriage was — and martial. He looked in at the door, then entered, and purchased some tobacco, after which he stood outside and filled his pipe. “T might have taken a light inside,” he mutter- ed, when that operation was and a scrap of paper on the pavement, he picked up, to use as a pipe light. But the wee the outside a his eye. “A letter to the British consul!” old man ejaculated; “it may be worth a franc or two, if I restore it to his er. So be thrust it into pocket, obtained a light, and hobbled away in the direction of the eit tly he paused in aretired spot,where _ ut presently in are’ Ww _ ange lamp Thiminated the surrounding ouses. : “T wonder what the letter is about?’ he said, “T can make a better bargain, perhaps, if [know the contents.” ’ And without more ado the man pulled out the letter, and read it carefully. 7 was written in ish, the old to it thorongh-— ly. “That cursed villain’s name again!” he hissed, — teeth, when he had read a few lines. “But Pll pay him yet!” : Then he continued the perusal, steadily, till he came to the end. - . “Tt looks like truth,” he said, as he returned it ‘ket. ‘I will restore it to the consul. to his poc Ha—ha! It will be indeed if I, Pierre Le- criminal, : his way, revelling with delight at the ‘thought . that he would yet be a’ his pa rer gigs y venged on —
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~ J YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE COUNTERFEITERS,. And the door was closed on Lenoir, who hast-; tened away. * * a * * * Two hours later the governor of the jail and the consul were engaged in an important con- versation. But their plans must, for the present, remain a secret; nor did Jack and his imprisoned friends know that their last letter had produced a bet- ter effect than the first. CHAPTER XIIL A SORROWFUL HOUSEHOLD—NEWS AT LAST. CHANGE we the scene to England, and to that pete part of the island where old Jack and friends were at. Though surrounded by every luxury that money could procure, they were not happy. “No news yet?” was the first question that Mrs. Harkaway would ask her husband in the ee and he,with a shake of the head,would respond: “None yet, my dear, but do not despond.” But the fond mother vainly endeavored to hope against hope. Little Emily, too, went about in a most list- less, melancholy manner, wondering why it was that Jack did not write, and Paquita, too, was uite despondent at not hearing anything of y Girdwood. Dick Harvey did all he could to cheer up every- body, but it wasa hard task, for he was working against. bis own convictions, which were that the youngsters had got into some trouble from which they were uuable to extricate themselves. Letters had been written to young Jack at “Marseilles, but these had “never reached him, having fallen into the hands of Herbert Murray, who had applied — post office, in the name f Harkaway, for them. 4 Paquita pa little Emily, though &till firm trie were not in each other’ssociety so much as formerly, as they both preferred to endure their sorrows in solitude. Paquita, in ticular, was fond of a seques- eaet 0n: in’ the grounds, where, half hidden by shrubs, she could command a view of the long, straight road leading from the nearest rail- way station. She had a notion that she would be the first one to see the absentees, and had chosen that as a place of observation, where she would sit for hours watching and trying to hope. Harvey found out the retreat, and employed the photographer who took Emily’s portrait, to give him a good likeness of the southern beauty. Paquita knew nothing of this, so absorbed was she in her own meditations, tilla few days after- wards Uncle Dick, as she had learned to call him, gave her some copies of it. She thanked him, and hurrying off to her own room, enclosed one in an envelope, which she ad- to . There was no letter with it, but underneath the portrait she wrote: “With Paquita’s dearest love. As she waits for one who comes not.” This she herself, registering it for extra * * * * * * Soni core wy Cia, 20 Sy peer Say peta, ? tmar ye tens dey hand took it up, and, eager as he was ds before he could t watching with breath}ess sat wa w feeling convinced that at dnath, there safe?” she asked, when she had fol- nclusion of the safe for the present.” !” she exclaimed, giving way are they?” she continued, a min- ute « “At Marseilles, where they have been for some time, so the British Sona tells ae ne oo ae age ape heme lo to mean? Don’t pio husband,” “ 2 eee they are “Husband, you don’t believe our boy to be guilty of such a crime?” ‘No; but——” “But what?” aS 3 0 ‘“‘Appearances are very much against them, pti 9 a _ great thing is to establish eir identity, as the is supposed to have assumed the name he aaa 5 ¥ At this moment Harvey appeared, and the news was instantly imparted to him. “Tt was a very serious affair, and it is certain we must goat once. But really it is ridiculous to fancy old Mole and’ those tack rascals ac- cused of coining.” “It will not be ridiculous if they are con- feet and sent to the galleys, pa,” said little mily. “True, little girl, therefore we will see about, starting at once. You see about packing my things, while I run up to town to get passports for <a lot of us.” ‘Passports are not required for traveling,” said Emily. “4 2 RE Pa ateges.d ae for Rotts but what can establish our identity better than passports sign- ed by the British Secretary of State for Worms aj cl here was no answering this question; so Dick started off to London, while ie rest busied themselves with preparations for a Continental trip. Within forty-eight hours they were in the Channel; six hours later they had coueees Paris; where they took a brief rest, and then continued their journey toward Marseilles. For just as they were starting, Harkaway re- kar aba telegram from the — at Marseills: “Come as soon as you possibly can. be too late.” ¥ eee tn ee Need it be said that after such a message, they lost no time in speeding to their destination? CHAPTER XIV. MONSIEUR HOCQUART CLERMONT DELAMARRE— THE COINER AT HOME. But what had the consul and the governor of the jail been doing all the time? When the consul first called upon the govern- or of the jail, that official tried to laugh off the matter. “Surely,” said the governor, “you don’t be- lieve the tale these young fellows tell?” “T am more than half inclined to do so, if only from the fact that the writer of this appears to have written several other tetters which have miscarried. But why, may I ask, was I not informed that some of my countrymen had been arrested?” : ; “Well, my dear sir, their story seemed to me so absurd, that I did not think it worth while to treuble you.” “But they asked to see me.” “True.” “And I fear as you did not forward their re- quest, I shall be obliged to mention your name to our ambassador in Paris.” a “For Heaven’s sake do not! If such_a thin were known to the minister of justice, I shoul lose my situation at once,” concealed him during the interview,a man of middle age and hight, with nothing at all strik— ingin his appearance. : e might have passed fora clerk, a second- rate shopkeeper, or a superior artisan; anyone passing him in the street would have taken no notice whatever of such an everyday kind of a man. Yet, after all, a very close observer would have noticed something very peculiar about him. His eyes! One moment they seemed to pierce the inmost recesses of your very soul, yet when you tried, through them, to find a clew to their owner’s thoughts, you were utterly defeated,for they be~ came misty and expressionless. Pag do I think of the affair, monsieur?” . es. ” : “Well, so early in the case,it is difficult to pro- nounce ciaeaided.: opinion,” said Delamarre. “That is very true, Monsieur Delamarre,” said the consul. ‘But as your excellency has sought my pro- fessional assistance in this case, I feel my repu- tation is at stake, and shallexert myself to the utmost.” “Monsieur Delamarre is one of the cleverest gentlemen we have in this line of business,” said the governor. The middle-aged gentleman bowed. ““You are kind enough to say so, sir.” “You have made a good selection, Monsieur le Consul. In the detective police Mousieur Dela- marre has few equals.” Again the detective bowed, and addressing the consul, said: : “* When shall I next have the honor of waiting on you again, monsieur ‘As soon as you have learned anything you . © think of sufficient importance to tell me.” “* At the consulate, of course?” * Will it be safe for you to be seen there?” “ Monsieur, I stake my professional reputation - that, when I call on you, you shall not recognize me till I choose to reveal myself. There is an extremely artful person mixed up in this cog : but I shall prove still more artful than any o: them; take the word of Hocquart Clermont De- lamarre.” \ With his exit. He proceeded in the first place to his own tem- another bow the Fretich detective made porary residence, where he made a considerable alteration in his personal appearance, Then a straight for the quarter of the city mostly i ing classes, he made a friendly call-on Pierre Lenoir, the coiner, who, as it will be remember- ed, the police had been unable to trace since his abited by the respectable work- _ encounter with Herbert Murray and the wag- _ goner. A friendly call we have termed it; and so it seemed at , for the detective and thecrimin- _ al shook hands in the most friendly manner. “Halloo, friend Clermont!” exclaimed Lenoir, ‘Svhat brings you from Paris?’ “Why, it was too hot for me there.” There was a pause. “And you, too,” continued the detective. ed | have heard your name mentioned very much of - “Then if I am silent on this matter, you must | late. How did that affair happen render me ev assistance in finding out the| Pierre Lenoir told his friend, whom of course - truth about these prisoners.” he did not know as a detective, but merely asan “Willingly. What can I do?” associate with coiners and such like people, how~ “J should like to see the youth who calls him-| he had been tricked b gndoes 2 4 : y sel€ Harkaway; but first of all, where is the} “But J’'ll have his life, though! ne jailer who usually has charge of*these prisoners?’ | ‘Doubtless. It will be a bad day for when “Gone to his home, monsieur. The ordinary | he falls into your Hsieigand ede fart at Sr yp ety sun- Soba mises gn for the present, but if I rise,” ss 4 wait for: yeerest wl Dare my revenge; Pierre “Good; then oblige bringing him here.” | Lenoir never ives So young Jack oni into the mee} Unheedful of the coiner’s anger. the detective of the who closely questioned as to | stroked his mustache, and con : what he had doing ip Marseilles. “Bat how about the prisoners up at the jail He told the truth, and in spite of the severe | yonder?” Z cross-examination ‘ernor ‘ stuck to his tale. = eh Se “Humph!” said the consul. ‘You are consis-| Undoubtedly.” aha pommel tert my Dah ae ee ee ene dan ctege eet os your even your} “Because who can friends that you have seen the British pect are Markby and a ae pure jab leereninty (glee escorted by the eo okt some : oth veal Re ‘or reason or eovernar ange ee the consul did not wish any- ” B i i one we “Some old grudge, I suppose. : ge But when the governor returned, the consul) “Yes. Mowuven, thoy sre seuconit: wisierE - eaid: ' tried them, they refused co have rain “Now, Monsieur noe Delamarre, what | to do with the * wre pone * apes Bink, ot Sarees Dee ae ef “Weil, they are in a nice fix; but how didyou __ The fe ine in idecse peare ta ese to escape after. that little affair with glided from behind a sereen, which pre Markby and the peasant a eee Rel = Pye eg e Be AT SHS eae +* a 7 ¥ eke 34 2 ae Ve 7 at ey ae
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10 YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE COUNTERFEITERS. *‘Crawled into a bush as near as possible to the reez of the fight.” “Tf I bad gone half a mile away, the police would no doubt have found me, but the thick- headed rascals never thought of looking only half a dozen yards off. Ha—ha—ha!” The detective smiled grimly. “They are thick-headed rascals.” And after a pause occupied in listening to sounds in the streets, he repeated: ‘‘And the English prisoners are entirely inno- cent then?’ “Entirely.” ‘Now listen to me, Pierre Lenoir,” continued the detective, rapping the table smartly as though to command attention. “But what a curious echo you have in this old room.” “T had not noticed it; but to continue.” “These English refused to have anything to do with your business, you say?” “Yes;and showed fight when I would have used force to detain them.” “Then if the judge knows that, the young fel- lows will be released?” “Yes; but, my dear friend, it is not likely I shall go the court to give evidence in their fayor.” **You will.” *‘Nonsense.” “T shall take you there.” There was something in his visitor’s manner that made Lenoir first start from his seat and make a hasty movement towards the table. But he recoiled when Hocquart Clermont Del- amarre thrust a revolver in his face and ex- claimed: “If you make another movement towards that drawer where your pistols are, I will send a bul- oo through you. Keep your hands down by your e “What in the fiend’s name does this mean?’ gasped the coiner. “it means that you are my prisoner.” “Yes.” ri “Then who are you?” “You have known me as Clermont, but my real name is Delamarre.” “The detective?” ‘as other abicntaiy look vert 16 CO! gavea >: around the a o apo ry ovr gan a fe rp the door. a ns ly opened, there appeared a ce officer in uniform, who said: e “If you attempt to pass this door, you area man. dead The window! B bold eed ions Sot bein Yoerty oes php one p might ye' $ But, asif tm his very Ghoaghe Delamarre gave one of those raps on the which was again echoed from without, and in- stantly the figure of a policeman armed with a | their revolver was seen filling the casement. The chimne That be knew was crossed by strong bars. No ; ““f3it down, Pierre Lenoir.” noir. The detective was provokingly cool, and the his teeth with rage. wn, man; why, you ought to feel proud at being taken so neatly. ; you! “Curse ~ “Never mind. I have the finest and easiest mec bree gree aree, byenary in your line of ever wore. me try them on.” for a moment. contemplated resistance, fikadicy soukiiien sawek toe te Minhand: os ese, his fom oper peg “listen to will quickly prove that I am a far bet- think me.” Lit a “ Ww, me and I fees pore “Ay; but where is he?” “In Marse’ iiles. Iam only waiting for a lit-|™ tle more evidence before I lay my hands on him. He is a slippery customer, and it won’t do to ar- | P rest him until the case is complete.” **Then, curse him, Ill tell all—nay, more; if you look in that drawer, where the pistols are, | bor know, you will find a note from him to me. hat will be quite as good evidence as my word.” “Good, Lenoir. I can’t promise you a free pardon, but I fancy you will get off lightly.” “T hope I may be sent to the same gall Murray, alias Markby, has to serve; andif Lam ony eet to the same oar I shall be happy.” “a y?” “J will find an early opportunity, and then I will kill him.” ‘*No, Lenoir; that will not be the way to shorten your sentence.” “1 kill him.” * No; lead hima life of mise’ he is chained to the oar. What you do when you are both released is a matter I have no pres- ent concern with.” “March, then; let us be going.” And the coiner walked gaily away, his anger at being captured having been replaced by joy at the hopes of avenging himself on the treacher- ous Markby, alias Murray. Hocquart Clermont Delamarre himself walked arm-in-arm with the coiner, and the good peo- an of Marseilles knew not that he had been en. Even in the jail he was entered under an as- sumed name. The jailer, who had been in attendance on the English party, could not understand why his prisoners wrote no more letters to the English consul or their relatives in England, and Herbert Murray almost ted the truth when he chanced, the day after losing the letter, to look for it. But Chivey reassured him. “[ went all over your clothes and my own this morning afore you was up, vnor, and burnt everv one of the letters I could find.” “What for?’ demanded peter “In case of accidents. It would notdous any goad to have them things found on us; and no- y ever knows what is going to turn up.” CHAPTER XV. THE ESCORT—THE TRIAL. “ MARSEILLES at last!” exclaimed Dick Har- vey, as the train came toa till. 3 thought we were never to end our jour- se said little Emily. ‘However, they quickly got clear of the rail- hos § station, engaged apartments at an hotel, and then, without waiting to eat or drink, made wavy towards the jail. **T wonder what house that is with the Union Jack fly over it,” said Mrs. Harkaway, as they 1 along a street near the harbor. x ih consulate, very likely,” said her husband. “We had better there.” But the consul was not at home. “Do you know where he is gone!” asked Har- vey of the Ba none ' “Why, sir, there are some Englishmen to be tried to-day for coining, and he is gone to watch the case.” r “ To-day?” : 4 “ Yes, sir; in fact, the trial will commence in ten minutes,” replied the man, after consulting watch. “ Where does the trial take a “The second turning on the left, sir, The hall of justice is a large b just around the cor- ner. **Come along, then,” said Harkaway; “‘there is no time to lose.” They hurried along the street at a rate that made the French people stare. Paquita was the first of the party to turn the corner, and she had no sooner done so than she There they are.” _ And running between a file of soldiers, threw neck, shi her area ogene 8 4 eee y would have followed her example, in charge of the escort would not permit any such conduct, and Paquita ian oppo’ " urrah, ida Bee. the anx all. and dread while | 5& to hear that you have taken to counterfeit coin- g- “Harvey, this is really no joking matter,” re- lied Mole. “No, it will be no joke when you are chained to the oar in one of those galleys down in the har- “Stand back, ladies and gentlemen, if you please,” exclaimed the officer commanding the escort. “I cannot allow any communication with my prisoners.” So they were obliged to keep at a distance. At that moment a portly, elderly gentleman, who had been watching the scene, came up, say- ing: ; Have I the honor of addressing Mr. Hark- away?’ “That is my name, sir.” “Tam the English consul.” Our old hero at once seized him by the hand, ying: “Sir, words are powerless to express how grate- ful I am for your interference on behalf of my boy. eDon’t mention it, sir, I only did as Iam in- structed to do in all such cases.” “But. about the a what chance does that young scapegrace stand?’ “There Gey little doubt that he will be ac- itted, as we have the best of evidence in his vor. But come along, let us get into court.” The eonsul led the way into the hall of justice, and placed the Harkaway among the au- dience in such a position that they see all that was going on, without being conspicuous themselves. Then they waited patiently till the judge ar- rived. * * * > * While our young hero’s father and friends were thus entering Marseilles, two people were trying to leave the oo =.) ese were Herbert Murray and his friend vey. “There ain’t no use in stoppin’ ’ere, guv’nor,” the latter had said. ‘We can see by the papers what they gets.” : “You are right, Chivey; we will get away for a time.” ‘*We can come back an’ see ’em when they are fairly fixed, you know.” “Well, pac up; and we'll just take a trip to t thot portman rimantes iokiy got us were quic’ o' ; and a vehicle was engaged $0 tale tien age railway station. But when they alighted, and were about to take their tickets,a very ite police officer be Murray on the sho’ ‘Tmu ler, and said: ch regret to have to ask monsieur to post- pone his journey.” “What?” ) ‘ “Nonsense!” ye “Tt may be; but Iam compelled to say that I cannot permit you to leave to-day, and I must request to accom) me back to the hall of vor Bs seid . “We are pi _ then?” “By no means. ly the law requires your - presence, and the law, you know, must be 2 aes ed, monsieur?” } Chivey had not taken partin theconversation, _ i, but had been looking around for a good chance pe ae ieee will accompany your friend?” _ Salas | sure” teestoa aires, amet Sheet tbe ation Durroes we’ Haare Speers a ‘res and had ye <
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ill YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE COUNTERFEITERS. to give evidence,” repeated young Jack, who had been told by Delamarre what line of defense to ado) “Bo you think he will respond if called?” “Tf he does not respond,I shall derive no bene- fit from his evidence.” “Let Pierre Lenoir be called,” said the judge, rather angrily. I And Perrie Lenoir was called by an officer of the court. ‘Here "? The answer was clear and distinct. And the next moment Pierre ‘Lenoir, escorted by two gendarmes, marched into the court room. Chivey touched Murray on the arm, and both had an idea of sneaking away. But the polite and attentive officer who had brought them back from the railway, stood in the doorway, and was evidently watching them. In fact, he spoke to them. : 4 “Things are getting interesting, gentlemen,” said he; “it was worth losing a train to see such a dramatic trial as this promises to be.” “Interferes with our business, rather.” ‘Not so much, monsieur. But hush!” The evidence of Pierre Lenoir was then taken. The public prosecutor objected at first to his evidence; but it was urged by the counsel for the defense that although accused of many offenses, he was at present convicted of none, and there- fore was entitled to full credence. “Your name is Pierre Lenoir?” asked Jack’s “Tt is.” : “Do you know the prisoners?” “But slightly.” “Say when-you met them.” “J met them at my own bouse were they came by invitation to see some specimens of my skill as a medal engraver.” ~ i “Did those Englishmen assist you in any way to pass counterfeit coin?” “Neither of those Englishmen; but that man did.” ‘And turning around, he pointed at the wretch- ed Murray, alias Markby. ‘And at the same time the affable police officer drew nearer, smiling more blandly than ever. “Tis false!” shrieked the wretched Murray. “Phe public must maintain silence in the cnn said the judge. _ *Tt's a base lief’ exclaimed Murray. “The officers of the court will arrest the dis- ° mn,” othe sailing gendarme at once swooped down ; on oThat oan,” continued Lenoir, ‘‘not only pass- ed bad money for me, but he persuaded me that the prisoners would do so also. But when I in- ced myself end tried to get them to join me, the absoltitely refused.” | : : blic ator tried in vain to shake his story, but he positively adhered to every word he had ee } Then kaway senior was called upon, and he in conjunction with the banker proved that there was no need whatever for the prisoners to commit such an offense, as by simply signing his name young Jack could draw far more francs than the joseo’s yearly salary amounted to. The counsel for the defense, then challenged the prosecution to produce any evidence that the prisoners had passed bad money, and the public prosecutor was obliged to confess that he could Se m the ju a 7 utterly fa oners discharged. __ But Lenoir and Murray were directed to be ‘Kept cells till they could be tried, and remarked that the pros- in separate ae fom ordered like accommodation. having now plenty of time for reflection, Tage ahdaking doletalig ever the pact, and think: ve ol over the and think- ing whether, after all’ honesty would not have _ proved the best policy. s > " CHAPTER XVI. A LAST VIEW OF MURRAY AND CHIVEY. ‘ y boy! Now, then, one and all. and directed the pris- | self. Mole’s coy lips, to the intense amusement of the; ed to attend, and the prisoner in this case was bystanders. “Get out, you black devils!” exclaimed he. ‘‘Why, Massa Mole, we been good friends dis long time in dat ’ere old prison; you isn’t a gwine to turn around on de poor niggahs now we’s got out.” i “Get away! Never mind, don’t get away; ’m not proud—hurrah!” In his excitement, Mr. Mole threw his battered hat a great hight into the air, but slipping while so doing, he sat down upon the pavement rather viol y- “Sac-r-r-re! seize that old villain!” The indignant command came from a mount- ed officer in charge of a considerable body of sol- iers. While directing the movements of his men, drawn sword in hand, down came Mole’s cha- peau on the point of the deadly weapon, which went through the crown, and the lining getting entangled with the hilt, it could not be very erm § removed. And, of course, the French spectators. at once began laughing, to see the rather absurd situa- tion of the officer. Mole would certainly have been dragged off again, had not the British consul once more in- Bi ee “Monsieur le Colonel, I hasten to assure you that it was an accident,” he said. _ eo not be insulted by accident; arrest “But consider, sir, you have no crime to urge against him.” “Bah, what care I?” “He will apologize.” ee “Of course he will,” said Harvey, thinking it time to interpose. “Here, where are you, Mr. Mole?” “Down here, sitting on the other end of me,” responded the ex-tutor, in very doleful ac- cents. “An apology!” said the excited officer,who had , ch dismounted, and was brandishing his weapon,as though abont to sacrifice Mole. But poor Mole seemed altogether too confused to say the soothing words required, so the con- sul again interfered. j -Really, Monsieur le Colonel, this poor gentle- man seems to have sustained some severe in- jury. You will see he has lost both his legs in a series of heroic actions, the icuiars of which have not time to give you, but acceptmy assurance that the affair of the hat was entirely an accident.” . ian legs in a _ — nag gree uty to apologize for the ve used to tae soldier.” ree __ As things were changing a little, Mole thought it time to me conscious, and with the aid of Tinker and Bogey, he struggled to his feet. ‘Monsieur,” continued the officer, “I withdraw mcs sont id. a ” responded Mol mough said, my dear sir, ole; - the tmatter Moore I pray.” e officer gave a military salute, restored the perforated hat to its owner, and pone his men. isonment seems to have no effect “Really im, : on you, Mr. Mole,” said Harvey; “you begin your old pranks the moment pon, AB paved.” “What do you mean?” on vey? YOu pass yourself off as an old sol- dier. “No, it was our good friend the consul.” ‘Well, you allowed the colonel to deceive him- ” “[t’s all the result of my really martial aspect, my dear boy.” Y: And Mole hobbled on, trying to sustain his military appearance. * * * * * as Our friends did not at once leave Marseilles. be required to give evidence they took up their residence i ectly content now that Loken: f their liberty. might have seen three or four very bowed ysssels mocred to the quay or lying at They were informed that perhaps they might against Murray, so 1 in the best hotel of the place and waited, the elders of the party be-. the youngsters the jailer to whom they had entrusted their let- ters to the consul. He being clearly convicted of receiving bribes from prisoners, was sentenced to two years’ im- prisonment, and so retires from the scene, Young Jack, his parents, Harry Girdwood, Harvey, little Emily, and Paquita were taking a walk in the neighborhood of the harbor one morning, when they became aware of a very dis- mal-looking procession coming down the road from the prison. First of all came half a dozen soldiers, trailin their rifles, which were evidently loaded aa ready for instant use. 2 Then, in single file, about a yard behind each « other,‘and every man with his right leg attached by a ring toa long chain that extended the en- tire length of the party, came ten men clad in garments of very coarse serge, and with closely- cro # The instant he saw them in the distance, young Jack guessed what it meant, and pointed the gang out to the others. ‘ “Let us get away if we can,” said he, “Why?” asked Sarto: “Because it will look as though we came here om 5 to gloat over their disgrace,” replied ac “Right, my boy.” ‘s But there was no way of avoiding them, as there was no turning out of the street, and all the house doors were closed, so they were com- pelled to see all. First of all came seven of the lowest-looking in creation, villains whose countenances were expressive of nothing but brutality and vice; eighth was Chivey, whose cheeks bore . traces of tears, and the ninth was Pierre Lenoir, who walked erect and proud as Lucifer, except when he made a half turn about as though he would like to strangle Herbert Murray, who walked with tottering steps at the end of the ain. “Poor fellows!” said Mrs, Harkaway. “They deserve it,” exclaimed her husband and Harvey, simultaneously. ‘‘They tried to get our bas the very punishment that has over- taken them.” % Our friends, howeyer, had seen enough, and did not care to witness what followed. ] If they had gone inside the harbor gates, they ong sharp- anchor a little way out. Neither mast nor sail had these vessels, but from each side projected a dozen or more of gi- tic oars, larger than those used by Thames men. ; Had they gone down to the harbor,they would presently have seen them chained up, two of them to each oar, but with their feet so far) at liberty that they could move backwards and for- wards three paces. ¢ Then they would have heard the word of com- mand given,and would have seen the poor slaves — away - the oars till eat “8 a swee rapidly out to sea, while the galley-— master, Saba a and down between the two — rows of oarsmen, gave blows of his whip onthe right hand or the left when he saw a man flag- f ging, or an oar that did not swing in unison with — e rest. Such was the fate to which the had brought the son of the once resp owner Murray. } bet orm- lowest y would have preferred death to such but Herbert Murray feared to die. se man! faster!” the galley- — then hiswhiporcane __ had j w i However, as events turned out, were not} And the chuckling voice would be called upon to attend the trial of the shipowner's | heard, perros gn of ae po Sarees son, as Monsieur Hocquart Clermont Delamarre| ‘Ah, traitor! is nothing to what you will _ and ts managed to pile up quite suf-| suffer when 1 have my chanceforrevenge.” ficient proof to convince the judge of Herbert - rae i ‘ ie. guilt. ath ha, Resets 5, TERRIBLE RAILWAY ACCIDENT, s after Murray and Chivey em-_ are tn Harta teed
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MS np near eng adventure, preferred remaining at illes. They had no home ties, and had so long been accustomed to a wandering Continental life, that they had no great desire to settle down nietly in En ; é 8 , ne senior, made them a However, handsome nut each, and he also presented Monsieur Hocquart Clermont Delamarre with a very substantial proof of his esteem and grati- tude, and the detective was further gratified by receiving from the two young ladies, Paquita and ee handsomely-mounted carte de visite rait. “And now for home!” exclaimed our young hero. **You will be sorry when you get there, won’t you?’ said Emily. “No, dear; why should I be?” “Because in England you can’t go on as you have been doing, running away with fair Circass——” 2 There was nobody looking, so Jack took the liberty of cutting the reproach short with a kiss. ‘*You must not say anything more about that, Emily; and after I don’t think you would have approved of my leaving her to the mercy of thow Turks.” “That I should not, Jack.” The youth then handed his young sweetheart into one of the vehicles in waiting, and off they started for the railway, where they found they had to wait ten minutes. T> occupy the time they strolled up and down the platform, ; Suddenly Harry Girdwood exclaimed: i “Why, ee Se Mole? Did he come in JOUE Carrsage, 5 “No; I ‘ht he was with you.” “Left behin by Jove!” cdninecd Harvey. “Serve him right if I left him behind entirely,” said Harkaway, senior, rather angrily. He was on the point of sending one of the por- ters back to the hotel, when Mr. Mole oy er Now there were two things that had yed m. One was that on the very morning Mr. Mole had mounted a new pair of artificial legs made Rome one gedit instrument maker in illes. Some time had been taken over the proper ad- justment of these. For the second reason—Mr. Mole had discover- cellars contained. is journey. And as he now made his appearance on the tailway platform, he was everything but steady on his new legs. “Better late than never, Mr. Mole,” said Har- vey. ‘Iam not late.” “Yes, sir. Two minutes more and the train will be here.” An engine » was in fact at that moment shunt- Sennen eerane Pee wenn b0 be stinched $9 n. Mr. Mole turned on hearing the noise of the YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE COUNTERFEITERS. eg oe ee oat of a narrow, but - lianiy-lighted doorway. a “Sal we goin?” >” a “Certainl Cote ng we Rhee = are v as i 3 “EAlPihe more fun, pertaps.” aya ae talk, the youngsters walked slight
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YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE COUNTERFEITERS. The duellist had brought his own pistols,one of which he carefully loaded, and having placed himself in position, rapidly aimed and fired. Instantly the lay figure showed a spot of white on its black coat, which, after all,was only made of a kind of or varnish, which chipped off when struck by the bullet. “Straight to the heart,” said the English- man. **That’s good shooting.” exclaimed Harry Gird- wood. The Frenchman fired again, making an equal- ly good shot. When he had fired ten, young Jack for the first time broke silence. g “JT don’t believe he could do that in’ the field with a live adversary and a loaded pistol oppo- site him.” The Frenchman again pulled the trigger, but the eleventh shot flew wide of the mark. Almost foaming with passion at having missed his aim, he dashed the weapon to the ground. “I must request the gentleman who spoke to stand the test.” “With great pleasure,” responded Jack, cool- 1 Tre Frenchman stared at the “Bah! I don’t fight with boys.” — “Then I shall proclaim to all Paristhat youare er, acur,and try to back out of a quarrel when your |; challenge is accepted.” oy z “Very well,then, you shall die in the morning. Henri”—this toa friend—“arrange with the Eng- lish boy’s second, if he has one; if he has not,find him one.” ‘ The Englishman, who had previously spoken, at ones stepped forward and offer his ser- vices, “Although,” said he, ‘I should much prefer to see this affair settled peacefully.” — “Lam entirely in your hands, sir,” responded ack. And he retired to the other side of the room. *Jack—Jack! what demon possessed you to get into such a mess?’ “No demon, Harry, but some of my father’s hot blood. He was always very prompt to ac- cept a challenge.” “He will not let-you fight.” : “He wil! not know till it is settled. Listen to me, Harry; if you tell him or anyone else, or tr to stop the plan that my second may propose, swear I'll never speak to you again.” ’ “But you standevery chance of being Kkill- “Harry, we have both of us faced death many times, and I am sure I am not going to turn my = on a he wp a “ ; ‘oor could say nothing more, | The Baer Tose rejoined them. “T can’t get that fellow to accept an apology “That's right,” interposed Jac’ His secon looked surprised s the youth’s coolness, and continued: : e you in the Bois de Boulogne t’s about an hour’s drive.” **Where shall we meet you?” , Vi = a nga hesitated, and then named a time “Now,” said Jack, “I will go and have a little ~ not at home, but somewhere in this neigh- ents y,) in case of being bed, and was soon * « * a des ae. oe an som atin Whe sun had 2 were all u und. Jack and with thelr second, and the “One, two, three.” But before the word “three” had fully passed his lips, the Frenchman’s pistol was discharged. Young Jack, however, prepared for such a trick, had just a moment before turned full to- wards him and stared him in the face. This maneuver was entirely successful. The Frenchman’s unfair, murderous aim was disconcerted, and his bullet whistled harmlessly past our hero’s ear. Jack then deliberately leveled his pistol at the Frenchman, who trembled violently, and showed every = of the most abject terror. “T thought so,” exclaimed Jack. ‘‘A vile cow- ard as well as a murderer.” And he discharged his own pistol in the air. “Why did you not shoot the villain?’ exclaim- ed Harry Girdwood, the surgeon, and Jack’s sec- ond simultaneously. “It would be doing him too much -honor, gen- tiemen. I leave him to the hangman.” ‘You should have killed him,” wiled the surgeon, glancing after the discomfited duelist, who was sneaking off, unattended even by his own second. “TI don’t feel bloodthirsty just at present, and I have proved the words that gave rise to the challenge.” ‘That is true, but some other poor devil may may refuse to go out with him dishonor.” not be so lucky.” — anyone ithout fear of ‘True; that is one good thing.” “I fancy after this morning's They re-entered their carriage and returned to Paris. : Just as young Jack alighted from the vehicle, he found himself seized by the collar and shaken violently. He turned hastily. “Dad!” “You young rascal!” exclaimed Harkaway senior, ‘‘where have you been all night?” ‘“‘Why—I—arranged to go out early in the morning fora drive with this tieman and , so I took a room here at this hotel so as to be close to the rendezvous.” “That is the truth, but not all the truth.” Sir, may I ask you the object of your very early ex- cursion with my son?’ “Well, sir, the fact is, this young ntleman became involved last night ina je dispute which necessitated an exchange of pistol shots, and your son, [ must say,behaved in a most gal- lant manner.” “Not touched, Jack?” “No. dad,” “Did you shoot t’other fellow?’ “No, father; I only shoot game—human or brute. I leave gamekeepers and hangmen to ex- terminate vermin.” “Well, now, cut along home. Your mother is in no end of a funk about you.” * * * * * * So Jack went home, and, having explained the reason of his absence, was soon ey by all, except little Emily, who boxed his ears, declar- ing it was evident he did not care about her, or he would not have risked his life in such a man- ner. Then she refused, for a whole hour, to him; at the expiration of which time ed him, and asked his pardon for having shown such bad temper. ‘All right, You're a brick.” “Don’t talk slang, sir.” . * * * * * That same evening they left Paris, and at an early hour the next morning were in London. CHAPTER XIX. “LAST SCENE OF ALL, THAT ENDS THIS STRANGE, EVENTFUL HISTORY.” “JACK.” <, 4 senior. Re Riee | prospe a ‘Jexuriant growth of hair. ‘Ah, that’s better.” “Then we'll consider that settled, dad.” “Yes; but you must finish your education first; that has been much neglec = So the result was that both Sa Jack and Harry Girdwood were sent to reside for a year with a clergyman, who was also a farmer, and who undertook, while improving their general education, to give them a practical knowledge of agriculture. * * * * * The year away, and the two young men returned home fora brief holiday before settling down, for Harry was also to be a farmer, Dick ey having undertaken to put him into a farm. They were sitting at- breakfast one morning when two letters were brought, both with for- eign postmarks. / ° arkaway senior opened them. _ “This concerns you, my dear,” said he to Pa- quita. : “How so?” asked the girl. “It is from your father. pare to hear bad news.” 4 “He is dead—he is dead!” she exclaimed, bursting into tears, When some time had passed, she was calmed sufficiently to hear the letter read. ‘ It was a death letter, in which the writer stated that remem g the noble hearted Eng- lishman, Harkaway, he appointed him sole trustee of his wealth, to be given as a marriage portion to Paquita. - Documents were enclosed to put Harkaway in ion of the writer’s riches, and he conclud- ed by praying Heaven to bless his daughter. A postscript was added in a different hand. “The writer of this died on the 4th of April last, the day after he signed this letter and the enclosed documents which are witnessed by me. “Antonio DELAVAT, Surgeon.” Paquita’s grief at the death of her father was great, but in little Emily and Mrs. Harkaway she found two comforters, who did their best to assuage her sorrows. * * * But the other letter. “Why, this is from our old Australian’ friend, Rook Y exclaimed Harkaway. : “Yes. And this is what Rook has to himself: : ** Tf ever a man had reason to be grateful to another, surely I have cause to bless the day 1 met you. For thanks to you, I am no longer an onteast, but have atoned for the past—ay, and refunded with interest that sum of money which was the cause of my being out here. rough your kindness I was enabled to go into business asa farmer, and I have prospered so =x lam ear = of repel oad men eth yg part of Australia; but I owe all my prosperi you so I will not boast of it. Being, better educated than many of the settlers, I have been appointed magistrate for the district; but whenever I can be lenient without being unjust, 1 humble my- self, remember what I once was, and try to give the culprit another chance. Heaven has iy red me, and I pray that Heaven’s bless- may rest na de and yours.’” _ ‘Bravo, Rook!” said Harvey and Harry Gird- wood. eS, * * “What are you thinking * And you must pre- * * * say for 4 ; mm; * oe about, Jack?’ asked % X ‘What about him?” Peto ee good lark with him “Why, we haven’t had a since we left Marseilles.” “The old rusty if we don’t wake | him little.” ~ eX os what is your idea?” “Haven't any at present; but something will his toilet. ; in anointing his bald head with wonderful fluid, warranted to prod y {~< “This idea, a og in- etwas oa ad 3 1. A oe 0 ee ff va
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1 7 Usetul an a “ * ‘ 4 YOUNG HARKAWAY AND THE COUNTERFEITERS, + All passed off pleasantly during the evening, but Jack and Harry were Visouk p Sheed an hour. During that time they procured access to Mole’s premises, and having emptied his bottle of hair restorer, filled the vial with liquid glue, after which they returned to the house. “I must go early,” said Mr. Mole, rising. ‘‘I a attend court as a juryman in the morn- “Then you won't be able to dress your hair wads sgh said Jack. “Oh, yes; I shall put on a good dose before I = home, that will last till evening,” replied ole, He went home, but overslept himself, and had to dress in a hurry. Mole had got to the door, when he remember- ed the hair restorer, and going back, applied a plentiful dose with a sponge. He reached the court very hot. By that time the gine set, and he found he could not remove his hat. “Tsaac Mole!” shouted the official who was calling the jury. “Here!” replied Mole, as he rushed to the box. A murmur of astonishment was heard. “Hats off in court!” shouted the usher. “Really, ) ee “Every one must be uncovered in court.” “But, I assure you, I can*t——” *“‘Are you a Quaker?’ demanded the judge. “No; but I wish to explain that I kept my hat because——” *“T cannot listen to any excuse except the one I mentioned. Take off your hat instantly.” “But I say I kept it on because——” “This is intolerable. Do you mean to insult the court? Take your hat off instantly, or I will fine you for contempt.” “Well, I must say it’s hard, I can’t say a word.” “You are fined five pounds, and if you don’t re- move your hat——” » The re, onram fending hat with his stick, but it did not move. Then he struck it harder, and the crown went Po ate too bad!” poroctes® Mite ie ut the tipstaff was wroth, picking up a law book, smashed it flat. is was too much for Mole. “You mutton-headed idiot, if you and the judge had a particle of sense, you would know that I did not remove my hat, because I couldn’t. It is glued on.” ; le, however, was led away in custody, and a fresh sworn. : An gonad Benge L the Joke ned Gens spectators, thought the gone far enough, so they tipped a solici through badge explanation was made, and Mole was He also off serving on the jury. . They the court together. But another surprise was in store for them. “How are you, gentlemen?” said a very fami- p 4 3} o z Bs = 4 or foam cf ° ? liar voice, and, lo! Figgins the orphan stood be- fore them. Figgins had not remained in Marseilles like the others, and, therefore, had escaped being arrest- ed for counterfeit coining. He reached London in safety,and having taken the upper part of a house within half a mile of St. Panl’s Cathedral, resolved never more to trust himself beyond the city boundaries. Yet, in his retirement, his conscience pricked him for having left so hurriedly the friends who had rescued him from many a danger. And Mole, too, his own partiasecr traveling ie “I must go and see him once more,” thought the orphan. So one fine day he plucked up cou to ven- ture a short journey on an a ae ilway, and knowing where the elder Harkaway lived, was speedily instructed how to find Mole. So now behold him shaking hands all around. “I thought I must see you once more,” said he, “but it is a great undertaking, you know, for my travels made me more timid than ever I was. “Timid?” ejaculated Mole; “why, on one or two occasions you displayed bravery almost equal to my own.” “Mildly, Mr. Mole,” said Jack. “Ah, Mr. Harkaway, you three gentlemen are braye men, but Iam only a poor timid orphan. *Tbhat need not make you timid.” “But it does. So 1 have resolved never to trust myself out of London in.” Rg 8 I Be afraid aie ng Bee meet Rabe often, Mr. Diggins,” said Mole, “for I, you know hate town life.” 2S : os you do come to town, though, you will “Certainly.” “Then, lL agremed I will wish you farewell. I am deeply grateful for all you did when we were abroad—— ‘Don’t mention it.” “Mr. Mole, farewell. You know I feel more like an orphan than ever now I am parting from you. “Don’t talk like that, Figgins,’ said Mole. *T can’t help it, indeed, I can’t. Farewell, my dear friend, farewell!” And Figgins retired to his city home, where he still lives, though he is getting feeble. Still, he tens up whenever speaks of his old friend and traveling companion, Mole. * + * * * * It is hard to part with old friends, but the de- crees of fate cannot be avoided, so we must con- clude our story. It will be hardly necessary, we fancy, to in- form our readers that young Jack eventually married little Emily, and, Harry Girdwood led Paquita to the altar. And as weddings are ho 3 much alike, we will not describe the ceremony, but content ourselves with saying that as much happinessas this world can afford, was and is theirs. Jack and Harry have extensive farms near each other, and are wealthy country gentle- men. They are fond of outdoor sports, and have re- cently established a of harriers, Tinker and Bogey being respectively first and second whips. In each cetabliahment there was formerly a room kept always ready for Mr. Mole, who went from one to the other as it pleased him, sure of a hearty welcome always. But, alas! 1 Mole is now no more. Age preyed on his shaken body, and at length laid him on his deathbed. s Even then he could not help referring to the matrimonial portion of his life. “I have been toomuch married, Jack. I am ‘a wictim to connubiality,’ if I may be allowed be quote Sam Weller; but never again, dear ye Aud when only half conscious, he would re- peat: “Never again, dear boy,” expressing his firm determination not to marry again. Poor Mole! After all, he ended his days in peace, and died regretted by all his friends, who, if they had laughed at his failings, also remembered his kindly disposition. He left Peebind him svfcient of this world’s - goods to enable his faithful Chloe to give the twins a good education. They are now rollicking schoolboys, but will have a fair start when their guardians, Jack and Harry, fancy they are fitted to begin their bat- tle with life. * * * * * * Old Jack—he is getting old now—lives with Emily not far from his son, and with them, of course, is Dick Harvey. Often on a fine day old Jack will lead his grandchildren to the village churchyard, aud while the youngsters deck poor old Mole’s grave with flowers, will relate to them the best inci- dents of the old man’s life. Not far from poor Mole’s grave is another tomb, in which rest the earthly remains of Mon- day, Prince of Limbi, who had grown grey in the service of Mr. Harkaway. A much severer winter than usual laid the = of a complaint which*speedily carried him off. Sunday, whose head is fast becoming white as snow, took his death much to heart, and even now frequently strolls into the quiet churchyard to indulge in pensive recollections of his old friend by the side of his ve—ay, and > chanceto reflect on his own cod, which hokvows full well must be fast a Monday had been thri of mourning were over, , and when the days widow retired to Oxford to the remainder of her days with many g ts from Jack Harkaway, gare in remembrance of his faithful premio, day, the Prince of Limbi. - * * * * * | Readers, our tale is told; and we leave Harka- ; earned. dore, be way to the repose he has so well at if you would prosper as he has like him, truthful, brave, and generous. ; TO BECO SPEAKER.—Con’ oO ME a a aie neranged in icalers bth Ualeed Beaten ne Ww “EES eee, : address, da Instructive Rooks. ; | .
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