Pluck And Luck (no. 1306) (1923 06 13)

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hes fe Bt, (sais 10s appanage HARRY E. WOLFF, PUBLISHER, INC., 166 WEST 23D .STREET, NEW YORK No. 1306 NEW YORK, JUNE 13, 1923 Price 7 mate UST AMONG THE 7 A OR /AN AMERICAN BOYS ADVENTURES IN AFRICA. by FD FR Nit ibility, AND OTIIER STOR/E 5 , = va Ties ee ie Three Arabs are | em his hiding place. - Frank lonpod to-his feet and discharged his rifle. The foremost Arab fell; another clutched Frank's weapon by the barrel and strove to wrest it from him, while the other sought to drag him down.

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History Of The Radio On Pages 24 and 25 PLUCK AND LUCK spake ee ol on price, nine oe Sage per ee igntered "as Se Foreign, $4.50. Harry E. Wolff, i aets Ine., 166 te the TP ent Oilice at ‘New York, No. 1306 NEW YORK, JUNE 13, 1923 as Second-Class Matter, be pid 10, 1913, . ¥ under the Act of March 3, 1879. Price 7 Cents. Lost Among the Slave Hunters OR, AN AMERICAN BOY’S ADVENTURES IN AFRICA By RICHARD R. CHAPTER I.—Frank Stanhope’s Promise. “There goés one of the brightest boys in the school,” remarked Professor Dean, of one of the leading New York city commercial colleges, as a manly-looking lad of about eighteen went by the office win Frank Stanhope, the subject of this commend- atory remark, certainly deserved it, for he was naturally apt, possessed of excellent studious habits, and very ambitious. Knowing as he did that he had his own ‘way to make in the world, he comprehended the necessity for fitting himself for a useful business career. But there were times when Frank wished that his inclination might be allowed gratification for a time at least. boy was passionately fond of travel, and he had inherited a love of adventure from his de- ceased father which nothing could eradicate from his nature. Left an orphan at an early age, _ Frank had become the ward of Daniel Morton, a well-to-do old gentleman, who had been the life- wes friend of the lad’s father. Frank was on his S ieteerd ard to the residence of his guardian ee he passed the window of the college offfce, and as he entered the house a servant met him in the hall and said quietly: “Master Frank, sure Mr. Morton is in the li- _ brary beyant, and he said he wanted to see you as soon as you came from school.” “All eh: Larry, I’ll go to the library at once.” “And whist a bit, sure, an’ it’s bad news the masther has for you, I’m thinkin’, me gossoon “Why so? What makes you think este is bad news for me, Larry?” *Tt’s tellin’ av ye I’ll be afther doin’. ’masther just received a telegram, an’ whin a had read it, I knew be the face av him he had Sieh oeern Thin it was he said he wanted to see you as soon as you came in.” Pat & ! Ah, I suspect it is something Sure an’ about Un ncle Mathew, who is seriously ill at his Sa Te . phages it afraid, Frank,” replied Larry Irishman was an old servant and guardian, who - ee Cee MONTGOMERY fore him, greeted him cordially. Daniel Morton was a retired merchant, and childless. Frank had crept into the vacant place in his heart, and the lad’s welfare was a matter of serious concern to the old gentleman. “You wished to see me, uncle?” said Frank, who had been taught to call his guardian thus, although no relationship existed between them, other than the ties of affection. “Yes. I’ve just received the riews that your Uncle Mathew is dying. He was a good friend of mine in other days, before he and your father be- came estranged, through an unfortunate business misunderstanding, and the news of his serious condition was’ quite a shock to me. I thought he was improving.” “I am sorry to hear of Uncle Mathew’s fatal illness, though he seems almost like a stranger to e. “Well, my boy, your dying uncle has expressed an urgent desire to see you. The telegtam re- quests us to hasten to his bedside. The dispatch was sent by Jason Broderick, your cousin, who, it seems, has beqn with Mathew for some time.” “We will take the next train for Albany, uncle. But, by the way, it was Jason Broderick who went out to Africa with father’ 's youngest broth- er, Luther whe oe the missionary, was it not? You know the Broderick branch of our family are strangers to me almost.” “Yes. Jason Broderick went with your uncle, the Reverend Luther Stanhope, to Africa, where the former established a mission far in the in- terior, and devoted his life to the cause of Chris- tianity in the dark continent. Luther is a noble fellow, self-sacrificing, earnest in his work, and he is yet at his mission in the Central African country, I believe.” “But Jason Broderick returned from Africa after a few year’s absence, and I’ve understood he came back considerably enriched.” “That is true. Jason left your uncle, the mis- sionary, soon after the latter established the mis- sion in the interior, and joined a party of Arab traders, with whom he went northward. From your uncle Luther’s letters I know that he never saw Jason Broderick after they parted at the mission.” itn ee “Arab eae

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“So he said when he came home. He claimed to have engaged extensively in the ivory trade with the northern tribes. But I’ve heard some dark hints about his doings in Africa.” aM “What have you heard, uncle?” > = “Well, you know Jason is not as steady in his a habits as he might be, and when in his cups he = has evinced a knowledge of African slave hunt- ing and -the traffic in human chattels that might = awaken a startling suspicion.” = “Why, uncle?” “But after all perhaps I wrong Jason. I never _ liked him. Some way he always inspired me with distrust, although he has always tried to be friendly.” — “And he is with Uncle Mathew now?” “Yes. AsI said. And he has for several weeks devoted himself to the care of the invalid. Day ri and night he has been at his bedside, scarcely - knowing sleep. No one could be more constant as in his attention. But there will come into my mind a doubt as to the disinterestedness of his vi think 2 “Then you half —” - “Well, you’ know, Frank, your Uncle Mathew is a bachelor, and a millionaire. He must leave Sass at ey to some one.” a * hee But I think Uncle Luther, the mis- STM hae the newspapers, of the trouble the British expedi- 4 to suppress the slave trade in Africa has with in the neighborhood of the mission, from your Uncle Luther was last heard from has ikened grave fears for his safety in my mind.” have thought of that. Many heroic spirits who have gone to carry the tidings of Christianity dreds of warlike natives between him and civili- - zation. The Arabs who are particularly inter- ested in the slave traffic, have cunningly incited the warlike savages against the whites, that the attempt to put an end to their terrible business may fail.” 5 i - “Oh, how I would like to go to Uncle Luther’s res¢ to march through the African wilds at the head of Fahueme: band bet eae eee mick keine oie tion to one may calling ou sts tor assistance!” cried Frank, enthusias- been his Uncle Luther’s favor- lad that he could see intellectual face of the a pair of deep, dark LOST AMONG THE SLAVE HUNTERS Just then the clock on the mantel chimed the hour in musical notes, and warned them that they must not delay their preparations if they would catch the next train for Albany. So the conversation was discontinued then, to be resumed again when they found themselves inmates of a railway ceach and being whirled rapidly along on their journey. : “If I was a young man I believe I should feel like setting out to solve the mystery of Luther Stanhope’s fate myself. But I’m too old; I should only leave my bones in the African jungles, I fear,” said Mr. Morton. “True, your age would be against you, uncle, but you are hale and hearty for all that. Of course, however, you could not think of under- taking an African journey.” “No; but it almost seems as though some friend of Luther’s should make an effort in his behalf. Yet he-may not be in actual danger despite all our fears,” There was further talk, which need not be recorded, and in due time the train reached Al- bany. Without delay Mr. Morton and Frank se- cured a cab, and were conveyed to the residence of Mathew Stanhope. But they were almost too “late. The physician met them at the door and in- formed them that the dying man had but a few moments of his earthly span yet left. Hastily they were conducted to*the presence of Mathew Stan- hope, and at the bedside of the dying man Frank came face to face with a tall, dark, heavily- bearded man of middle age. Mr. Morton intro- duced him to the lad. The man was Jason Broderick. Though as yet Frank suspected it not, he had met one in the returned African adventurer who was destined to, in the future, exert a strange influence upon his destiny. The dying man rec- ognized Frank and his guardian, and signaled them to draw near. Then, when they stood with Jason Broderick bending above him and ready to eatch his faintest words, he said: “It is my last dying wish that Jason Broderick and Frank go to Africa and find out whether Brother Luther be living or dead, and if living communicate to him the news of my death and the contents of my will.” ~ Having thus. spoken with great effort and long pauses between the words, Mathew Stanhope was seized with a severe fit of coughing. But in a mo- ment or so he rallied and spoke again. “Promise me, Frank, and you, Jason, that you will carry out my last dying wish,” he said. The eyes of the speaker sought the faces of Frank and Jason Broderick in a glance of en- treaty which the lad could not resist, and he said earnestly: ; Sey “I promisé, uncle, I promise.” _ And Jason Broderick added: “And AL too, pledge my word to carry out your Feasesty five minutes later, and, without speak- ing further, Mathew Stanhope passed away peacefully, and seemingly ‘much gratified by the ve ageig Frank and Jason Broderick had made 'm, a hew _ We may pass over ensuing events until oe day : ee eee ee

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listen to the reading of the will which had been made some time previously by Mathew Stanhope and intrusted to his lawyer. Jason Broderick sat in a shadowy corner of the apartment, and his could not be distinctly seen. But for all that it looked pale and anxious. As the lawyer opened the will and began to read a nervous tre- mor shook the frame of the African adventurer from head to foot. The reading went on. De- prived of its legal forms and verbiage the will amounted to this: ; To his brother Luther, the African missionary, Mathew Stanhope left all his vast fortune, save : of five thousand dollars to Jason 4 bled thoughts were formulated into words. 5 Fan nt arate gn own deg? yy fortune by ~ ingratiating my: n e old fool’s good graces and his tude has failed. What is a Bah! I could _ the that ping preecoer. The man who has buried himself in the African jungles and who has no _ use for the . But I am going to find the heir. Ah! ha! All is not lost. In the event of the _ missionary’s death the boy will inherit the million. _ But after him I am the next heir. And the boy _. Phe look that accompanied the last words gave them a terrible meaning. CHAPTER I.—Jason Broderick Begins His Bsa Desperate Plot. . s guardian did not like the idea of his ward going to Africa in company with Jason B His opinion of the man selected by ‘Stanhope ‘to accompany Frank to the : ¢ continent” in search of the lost heir to a million caused him many and grave apprehen- sions. But Jason Broderick set himself about the ‘of rehabilitating himself in the eyes of Mr. a n, and pending the time set for his depar- ture for Africa, so well did he enact his part, that he became the invited guest of Frank’s in. No knew better how to conduct alf to wii and make himself agree- jle than Jason B rick, and very soon after ye oe Renters ‘5 oar ae Edens yan to t he had wrong rank’s cousin by Sent ait ivapiciens which he had enter- t d regarding his character. Jason Broderick nced a shrewd and desperate game for rand. be: waa: Ove who w shrink — LOST AMONG THE SLAVE HUNTERS 8 Broderick made himself a hero in Frank’s esti- mation, and he quite forgot that he had ever entertained an adverse opinion of him. While Jason Broderick succeeded in making himself an almost universal favorite with every one under Mr. Morton’s roof, there was one there who would not accept the crafty schemer for whaat he seem- . Larry O’Lynn distrusted and disliked Jason Broderick from the first, and when he learned he was to be Frank’s comrade in Africa, the true- hearted Irishman was in consternation and alarm. “Sure, Masther Morton, ye will not be afther lettin’ the gossoon Frank go away to the heathen land of the nagurs alone wid that black-muzzled mon? Faith, an’ there is a hidden divil in his eyes, an’ he manes mischief, as sure as you live!” Larry said privately to Mr. Morton. , “Nonsense! You have taken a dislike to Mr. Broderick without cause, Larry. Of course, Frank must keep his promise to the dead and go with his cousin to Africa.” “Then will ye let me go along wid him? Don’t refuse me. If any harm should come to the boy, old Larry could never forgive himself, When he was a wee little baby his father put him in my hands and said, says he, “Larry, me lad, be a friend to the little wan.’ ‘I will,’ says I, and by the harp of Tara, I mane to kape me word.” “You’re an honest fellow, Larry, and I cannot find it in my heart to refuse your request. After all, it may be best that you should go with Frank. With such a devoted friend as you are with him, I shall feel more secure regarding his safety.” _ “Thank you, Master*Morto Sure, an’ it’s lighter ye have made me hear™by grantin’ me request to go wid Frank. Be the shamrock so green, now let Mr. Jason Broderick be careful. T’ll watch him, and if he strikes at Master Frank he'll have three reach to Larry.” Just at that moment a slight rustling was heard among the curtains that crossed the alcove in which the speakers were. “Whish; a bit!” said Larry in a whisper, and with a significant gesture he tip-toed across the room and suddenly drew the curtains aside. There was no one there. But the imprint of soiled feet upon the carpet told the quick-eyed and keen- witted Irishman that an eavesdropper had been there. But when Larry called his attention to the same, Mr. Morton was loath to belive that there was anyone in his house dishonorable enough to play the part of a spy, “You may be mistaken, Larry; I think you are inclined to magnify trifles,” said he. But Larry knew he was right, and so reaffirmed, and then the conversation ended as Frank and Jason Broderick entered. : “I’ve just promised Larry he should go with you to Africa, Frank, as a sort of bodyguard and general factetum,” said Mr. Morton. “Bravo! The very thing I was about to sug- gest,” Frank replied in pleased approval. : “Yes. Certainly. A valuable comrade Larry ~ will make, I am sure,” assented Broderick.

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at te rn aoa J. =_— > eh. ae “f LOST AMONG THE tween Larry and his master, which took place before he and Frank, whom he had met in the hall, entered. Frank’s secret foe was now fully informed regarding Larry O’Lynn’s doubts and suspicions, and he was enmaed and chagrined. He_had congratulated himself that no one had ted the mask of deceit in which he had idden his true nature. But the Irishman had _ found him out. _ “The infernal Irishman is keener than all the . rest. I fear the fellow, and by Heavens, he shall net go to Africa with Frank Stanhope. The fellow would be a marplot. He might balk all . my scheme. No, no, Mr, Larry. Cunning as you are, you will find that Jason Broderick is much : — than a match for you before you are much >... older.”.. . t Thus had Broderick reflected while listening behind the curtain. Frank and Broderick had been out making some final purchases and prep- arations for their voyage to Africa, and they «were to sail the following day on an English - + steamer. The lad and his companion had much -_.. to say about their last purchases and prepara- ~~- tions. Larry O’Lynn left them in conversation with Mr. Morton, and as he went out he caught ' the gleam of a baleful, threatening glance, which Sason Broderick covertly shot at him from under- neath his bushy eyebrows. Larry felt that Broderick was his own secret enemy as well as _ Frank’s, and he was confident that the man he so - _ muth distrusted had overheard all he had said _ about him. e “Be me sould he’s a dangerous fellow, and I'll _ kape me eyes epen whin he’s about. Sure an’ I -. wouldn't like to meet him in a dark place alone,” thought Larry. , That evening Frank was invited to attend a - sort of farewell reception given + friends, with whom he was a universal favorite. a Frank left the house at eight, and assured his - guardien and Jason Broderick that he should probably be detained at the reception until a late ahi . When Frank was gone Broderick busied sai himself about the room which had been his since he became Mr. Morton’s guest. In the grate, among. r things, he burned a number of let- ters. But one of them slipped behind the fire- board, and was’ uninjured by the flames. It was trivial incident, and yet great would have been _ Jason Broderick’s alarm had he known that letter had not been destroyed. He watched the fire in the grate until the papers he had heaped upon it were all consumed, and then he muttered: te dnt Bel ae She secrets of m: yyed- sie maga doza’s letters, El *s queer messages, s Broderick a all. mained alone in his room for jut, mentally, a strange and rank his school. and he. congratulated himself that La SLAVE HUNTERS | left the house unseen by any one, and stationed himself at the entrance of a dark alley on a re- tired street, which he .believed Larry O’Lynn would traverse on his homeward way. In one hand Broderick grasped what looked like a short viece of thick rope, but which was really a deadly sand-bag. The face of the lurking man who was lying in wait for Larry O’Lynn was concealed by a wide-brimmed hat, drawn down so as to almost. meet the high, upturned collar of his coat. The clock in a steeple not far away chimed the hour of midnight shortly after Jason Broderick took up his position at the entrance of the alley. But a few moments later Broderick discerned under the light of a street lamp the approaching figure of the man upon whom he meditated mak- ing a cowardly assault. “He is coming! One blow on the head will fix him for a week in bed, at least. I must not fail now. The first blow must do the work. He is a strong fellow, and I do not care to risk a strug- gle,” muttered Broderick. A moment or so subsequently Larry O’Lynn, all unconscious of his peril; was passing the alley, humming a cheerful Irish ditty in a rich, musical voice. Then Broderick glided out as silently as a shadow behind his victim, and raised his deadly ~ silent weapon for a blow. It must have been that Larry at that instant caught a glimpse of. his shadow, for he turned as the blow of the sandbag fell. Instead of the blow striking Larry on the back of the head he received it on the shoulder, and then he clutched both of his assailant’s arms, and they struggled across the pavement into the street. Both heard the sound of approaching | footsteps, and Larry shouted: *“Police! Help! Police!” 5 Then Broderick, who faced the approaching person, while Larry’s back was turned toward him, saw that it was Frank Stanhope who was coming. ; ? “He will discover me, and if so all my plot is ruined. It must not—shall not be!” thought Broderick, and Frank, in answer to Larry's call, came rushing up. ; Desperation gave Broderick surprising strength and “he tore himself from the Irishman’s grasp and dealt him a stunning blow with the sandbag. Poor Larry fell senseless, and the succeeding in- stant Frank Stanhope seized his assailant. The. danger of discovery rendered Broderick desperate, and exerting al] his strength he hurled Frank away, and then bounded down the gloomy alley. Frank did not pursue him, and he had not seen Broderick’s fate. Regaining his feet, he hastened to the side of Larry, whom he already recognized. Solicitude for the welfare of his humble friend — took precedence, and after seeing that Larry was badly hurt he ran to the next street and secured a cab, in which the unjured man was conveyed his room unseen by any one in the houser _ ignorant of the identity of his i not so; the Isishman_had caught a glim hom2. Meantime Jason Broderick had safely re-

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LOST AMONG THE s until next day, and then he was in delirium. so Frank sailed for Africa without Larry, d with his secret, unsuspected foe for his trusted comrade. Terrible and thrilling adven- tures were before the boy, and perhaps Jason Broderick’s dark plot would succeed. CHAPTER III.—The Arab Slave-Hunters. Fortunately Frank and Jason Broderick had a safe and pleasant voyage to Africa, and in !ess than the time usually consumed by the journey ~~ across the sea, they landed at Cape Town. With- out delay, and accompanied by a force of a dozen natives, the young American and his comrade northward. Jason Broderick knew the location of Luther Stanhope’s mission, and despite the fact that a long journey through a country _ swarming with hostile natives lay before him, he evinced no hesitation. Frank admired his cousin’s and considered him a really brave man. > he was anxious for the issue of the expedi- : Es ing interested Frank, for all he _ saw was new and novel. He was a student of his- tory, and he knew that, incredible as it seemed, all there was of civilization in the world was found at one time in Africa. Frank and his ’s outfit was yonder vinnie _—_ - rapidly. e encu r them- = aan "ox-wagons, and all they took with _ them was carried in packs on the backs of their = tives. ce had taught Jason Broderick what would needed, and besides a supply of firearms, ammunition, and many other articles, had not neglected to take along a quantity of + colored glass beads and a variety of showy trink- ets which are highly prized by the blacks of the interior. rehing on through the jungles soon found themselves in the great un- : of Central Africa. Then the real _ dangers of the journey were at hand. The coun- Tiga full of wild animals of the fiercest vari- aA ‘vage men lurked in the jungles. © ™ - vival at SLAVE HUNTERS 5 through the Niam’s country. The warning was” verified. The very first day of their further ad- vance a band of Niam-Niam warriors suddenly appeared from a jungle and rushed upon the Americans’ little band with terrible yells. But the bullets of the whites struck consternation to the hearts of the black warriors, and they fled in superstitious terror. We need not dwell upon the several skirmishes with the natives that. ensued. Suffice it to say the entire journey across the land of the Niam-Niams ‘was e running fight, and that at last the ferocious man-eaters were left behind, Five days later the Americans arrived at the village where Jason Broderick had left Luther Stanhope, the missionary, years before. The vil- lage consisted of numerous huts, built of rushes, and mud, which had been used as mortar.. In the center of the village was an open space or public square, and in the middle of the square was a post upon which hung several huge drums. No sooner did the natives, who were a mild, peaceful tribe, many of whom had been Christianized to some extent by the labors of Luther Stanhope, the missionary, discover the approach of Frank and his. comrades than the great drums in the public square were beaten, creating a din that was ab- solutely deafening, and calling forth all the in- habitants of the huts. A strange, grotesque crowd of nearly naked Africans tame flocking to - the public square, but though Frank and Jason Broderick scanned the crowd with keen and searching glances, they could not discover a white man among them. The whites continued to ad- vance, with Jason Broderick’ in the jead and Frank at his side. The African adventurer knew something of the native language, and he made signs of friendship, and called out that he was the friend of. the white missionary. Then, as he drew nearer, he was recognized by the old chief of the tribe, who had been there when he and Luther Stanhope came among the natives first, years previously. After that everything went well. Luther Stanhope had won the respect and friendship of the tribe, and for his sake Broderick and his comrades were welcome. The American’s first inquiry was for Luther Stanhope, and then they learned startling news. “The good white priest is dead,” replied the old native chief solemnly. It was so. The particulars of Luther Stan- hope’s demise were soon made known. He had fallen a victim to the dreaded African fever... old chief conducted the Americans to a fonely grave under a great tree, where reposed the re- mains of-one more martyr who had sacrificed his life in the cause of Christianity. Frank was deeply moved, and tears of sorrow fell upon the free mound which marked the last resting-place of his beloved uncle. And while the boy knelt — beside the grave, Jason Broderick turned away, that This my plot somewhat. I have only to myself of Frank Stanhope forever, and'then all—all is mine,” thought Brod- “ue minionarye wilage, Keay Arab came in, and, in explanation of his

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6 LOST AMONG THE. SLAVE HUNTERS stated that he belonged to a caravan of ivory traders, and that he had become separated from his fellows three days before, and lost his way. At this time the terrible curse of Africa, the ’ slave trade, was at its height, and the full zenith j of its prosperity. As yet the efforts of the Brit- ish government to abolish it had produced little effect beyond the confines of the territory along - the Nile, and among the tribes who were subjected to the Egyptian government. The Arabs were the slave-hunters of Africa, and they were dreaded by the natives everywhere. It might therefore have fared badly with the solitary man : of the slave-hunting race had not Jason Broder- . ick greeted him warmly and vouched for him as : a friend. Frank was not a little surprised at this, for the Arab was one of the most evil-look- ing men he had ever beheld, and the boy was satisfied that his story of being lost was all a falsehood. The young American was impressed with the suspicion that the Arab had visited the native i for an evil purpose. Frank had wan- dered away into the woods not far from the vil- . Jage, gun in hand, some time later, and failing : to find any game he was returning, when all at once he heard voices, and a moment subsequenty he saw Jason Broderick and the Arab who claimed to have been lost from his party. The two men were standing in an open glade conversing earn- ¥ estly. Frank heard what they said distinctly, = and the first words that reached him sent a thrill through his nerves, and startled him beyond measure. “Yes,” said the Arab. “You can depend upon your old friend, El Hassen. The white boy, whom you eail -Frank Stanhope, shall never trouble you again, At a signal from me my band of slave- _, hunters, two hundred strong, will rush out of _- the thickets to the southward and capture the and I did not expect to meet my old comrade, Jason Broderick.” - “Nothing would have pleased me better. Carry _. the white boy away with the other slaves you will capture, and sell him far away. He must end his _ days in slavery.” “Very good. That suits me, my comrade,” re- i Strip him of the light English costume which he how wears, and pass - ( “Tt shall be done. agate an Yr a cargo slaves from our old friend, Captain Mendoza, : ip Vulture now.” unimportant remarks followed, and then the two men separated. While the slave-hunter crept away to rejoin his men, Bro returned to the village. For a I came first merely to spy out the land, ~ and gained it ahead of Jason Broderick. But a few moments later he had given the alarm. But it came too late. Frank had but just acquainted the natives with the news of the slave-hunters’ proximity in force, when the loud discharge of guns was heard, and the yells of the Arabs who had surrounded the village. The natives were thrown into a panic of terror, and all was con- . fusion in the village. The Arabs charged for- ward, carrying all before them. The warriors who resisted were mercilessly shot down. The women and all who were easily overpowered were secured, their hands bound behind their backs, and their neck invested. with heavy forked sticks, which the slave-dealers had previously eut and brought with them on the backs of their donkeys. In addition to these wooden yokes the men were tied together by long twisted cords made of tough bush-creepers. The little children alone were left free to follow their mothers into captivity. : ? Seeing that a repulse of the slave-dealers was hopeles:, Frank concealed himself in the tall grass at the edge of the village, and was waiting for an opportunity to creep away unseen, when three Arabs stumbled upon his hiding-place. Frank leaped to his feet and discharged his rifie. The foremost Arab fell; another clutched Frank’s weapon by the barrel, and strove to wrest if from him, while the other sought to drag him down. For a moment Frank battled with all the desperation which the ferrible situation inspired. : CHAPTER IV.—The Sheik’s Daughter. While Frank Stanhope struggled with the Arab who had first discovered him, several other mem- bers of the slave-hunters’ band rushed up, and the brave young American was finally disarmed and overpowered. Frank was hurled upon the.ground and one of the cage hs Oy Arabs raised his spear to drive it into the lad’s breast. The boy saw the light of murder in the flashing eyes of the swarthy wretch who stood over him, and saw the spear descending. It was a terrible moment, and the lad thought that his hour of doom had surely some. But it did not fall. El Hassen, the sheik or chief of the band, rushed forward, having at that moment discovered the peril of the white lad he meant to enslave. “Hold, Baba!” shouted El -Hassen, in Arabic. “Hold, I say! Strike not the white boy! Dead he is valueless, but alive he will bring us many gold pieces in the slave mart.” : As he thus commanded the sheik grasped the descending spear. Just in time had the sheik interposed. The spear was turned aside. But - so great was the impetus of the blow the Arab had aimed at Frank, oe the — point of a weapon grazed his body and was deeply bu in the sand at his side. A thrill of unutterable ‘relief went through Frank’s nerves as he knew he was saved. Life was very dear to him, with - w it spring-time of ex- But the fate in there

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— might yet present itself to enable him to escape sustained him, even at the moment of his capture. _ Frank was led toward a line of the poor, captured blacks, who stood ed together in single file, as we have descri And there the voung ' American was confronted by the inhuman con- oe who had plotted to betray him to an aw- fate. Jason Broderick had discarded the mask of hypocrisy and deceit entirely now, and he stood rding the strange, pitiful scene of desolation, c= com and human enslavement with an exultant smile u his evil face. It seemed to Frank now _ surprising that he had been so terribly deceived ~ in this man—that he had not read his character aright. _ But indignation dominated every other thought in the lad’s mind just then, and as Broderick turned his mocking evil face upon him Frank ex- __ “Villain! scoundrel! This is your work! You have sold me into*slavery! I know all your plot ~ now. You will return to America, report the of my Uncle Luther, and also falsely prove that I have perished. But there is always some- _ thing unforeseen in Villains’ plots, and Heaven - may yet decree to foil you.” : “Ha! ha! You have hit the truth regarding my pp precisely. Only, my dear cousin, you should = Tony added that having proyen that you and your ~ Uucle Luther have shuffled off, I shall secure the ' defunct Mathew’s million, as next heir.” As Jason Broderick uttered this taunting re- ‘mark there was a commotion among the captives, ‘and all at once a herculean black, who was one of _. the natives who had accompanied Frank’s party from the south, sprang away. The African had “attached himself to Frank during the journey, and the lad had found him an intelligent and = fellow. His name was Wamba. The black giant was now bent upon making a desperate ef- rt to escape. One of the Arabs at Frank’s side leveled his ~ carbine at the escaping negro, and the succeeding - moment he would have shot the poor fellow down in his tracks, but suddenly pate ae oure from men who held him, and struck up the ee weapon. The bullet therefore fled mark, for just as Frank struck the Arab pressed the trigger. Wamba head in time to see Frank’s brave the Arab’s bullet whistled by over knew that he owed his life to Frank. I fleet of foot. He knew gain the adjacent woods his would be good, and he put forth Arabs sent a volley of bullets started in pursuit, but. ‘ 4 enraged at the escape whom he had thought - between him and the Arabs. LOST AMONG THE-SLAVE HUNTERS 7 up to yonder tree, and give him the lash. Lay on well, my men. Let him Jearn at once that he is now a slave,” said the irate sheik. Frank turned pale. The horror of it alt made him faint for a moment. The Arabs seized him and dragged him toward a tree near by. Vainly he struggled on account of his fetters and the overpowering odds against him, and he was bound to the tree with his arms drawn to their full length above his head, and his toes just touching the ground. Rudely the brutal Arabs tore his garments from his back until it was bare. Frank felt that it would be useless to ask for mercy, and he set his teeth with determined force; fully resolved that the terrible ordcal should not draw one single cry of pain from his lips. The Arabs seized their donkey whips, two stout fellows were selected by El Hassen and they were about to inflict upon Frank the dreadful beating, such as they frequently gave refractory slaves, when all at once a surprising incident occurred. A girlish form flitted between Frank and the swarthy fel- lows who meant to carry out the Arab sheik’s cruel edict. Frank caught but a transcient glimpse of her and then she was behind him and But in that glimpse the American boy saw that the girl was a beauti- ful creature, and as fair as himself. He knew she was a white girl—a European—albeit dress- ed in Arab costume. : Her shapely arms were bare to the shoulders, “but loaded with bracelets and gleaming under “ the sunlight. Her feet and ankles were also naked, save for the heavy gold bangles, and her sole garment was a narrow shirt of blue silk coming to midleg, and girt with a Persian shawl. Her hair was braided with long plaits, and strung with gold coins into a most bewitching head-dress, and altogether she was a most lovely being. “Stop!” cried the girl as she came between the Arab whippers and Frank Stanhopé. “You shall not whip the white captive. I am the sheik’s daughter, and I so command. My father will not deny me this boon.” “Zara, you should not havé’come here, I com- manded you to remain at the camp. The white slave has rebelled. He must be punished,” said El Hassen, sternly. “The sheik never forgets a promise—to me, at least?” “No, Zara. But what- mean you?” “Did you not say that I should have my choice ef all the slaves you captured on this feray?” “Tis true, Zara, that I made that, promise.” “Then release the white slave.” “What.mean you, child?” a “That I choose him for my property, as you promised I could.” “Puries! El Hassen, you;are not to be con- trolled by the whim of a girl. She would let the” boy gecarel: cried Jason Broderick, striding for- war “Go on with the .»nishment, men. Strike! Strike! I say!” the villain added. One of the Arabs raised his whip. But Nike w’s arm. Broderick a flash Zara seized the f snatched the whip from the hand of the Arab and was advancing upon Frank. al at once an Arab dag she had con oo upon her person. hand of the brave — a y girl PAE ties on Yer - ue

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Frank and Wamba traveled through the jungle _/- in the houe of getting scmewhere, but finally a, realized they were lost. —- Suddenly one day they were pursued and cap- tured by a party of Niam-Niam cannibals, but 4 after the escape of Wamba and Frank, El Has- gen endeavored to find them. ~ Soon he learned jpat El Boukir, his rival, was attacking a Niam-N¥am village not far away and determined to draw up closer and might join his old rival and get some slaves thereby. ; E} Leet had in fact attacked the village where Frank and Wamba were held captive. ’ * CHAPTER V.—A Game for Human Stakes. . The attack on the ly was made in al- most the same manner as E] H fell upon the mission village, and the Arabs managed to vet close to the town before they were discovered ‘the natives. Then they charged forward, yell- with all their might and discharging volley after volley from ir ines. The Niam- Niams fought desperately. The battle raged furi- for a time, and then Frank and the Zulu : en |] ied to be entirely forgotten by their captors. 5 ie ane cag Lrg upon the village ci the Niams ; had encountered at mission men began to close in upon Frank and Wamba, repulsed by the Niams. But the fourth charge carried all before it. The ranks of the Niam- Niam warriors were already decimated by the bullets of their foes. Despair seized upon them, and they retreated. The Arabs pursued and the retreat soon became a complete rout. Then scores of men, women, and children fell into the hands of the Arabs. Seat t E] Boukir, the sheik, uttered a cry of surprise, as, when the conflict was over, he found Frank and Wamba. The circumstance that they were bound explained that they were captives, and as he could speak broken English, the sheik began to question Frank, after releasing him and the Zulu. The lad told that he had been captured by the Niams, that he was a peaceful traveler on his way to the coast, and diplomatically hinted that he and Wamba had become separated from a large band of English explorers, who might be expected to come up at any moment. Upon hear- ing this, El Boukir’s manner became decidedly more respectful than it had been at first, and he asked: “How many men in English band?” “Oh, six or eight hundred. A small army, in fact,” replied Frank, catelessly. El Boukir knew very well, though Frank did not, that a large English expedition, sent out to suppress the slave trade along the lower Nile, was in Africa. The sheik concluded that was the party Frank belonged to. He had a wholesome fear of English vengeance, and Frank could not hit upon a better way to secure good treatment at the hands of the crafty slaver. Frank was not slow to note the impression his haphazard state- ment had made upon the Arab, and he said, in a tone that seemed to indicate the thing was a matter of course: “Now; my friend, I'l] set out with my black servant to find my party. I am sure I shall not go far before I meet them. I am obliged to you for setting us free.” El Boukir’s face was a study. Frank saw that he was secretly desirous, above all things, of making him and Wamba slaves, but feared to do so. Frank and Wamba experienced a feeling of suspense. Everything depended upon the success of Frank’s ruse. Evidently El] Boukir decided it would not be wise to molest or detain Frank. He did not offer to do so as the boy and his black comrade began to walk away. But the fates themselves seemed to have conspired to prevent the escape of the fugitives. Just then E] Hassen’s band burst out of an adjagent woods, and the sheik and Jason Broderick dashed toward the village ahead of their comrades. El Hassen shouting the while at the top of his voice: “Do not let them go! They escaped from me! Hold the white boy and the black!” Hearing this, it suddenly dawned upon the mind of EF} Boukir that he might have been deceived— that the’ white boy had duped him by a false- - hood. He at once shouted an order to his men in the Arab language. Frank and Wamba were not yet clear of the village. Ei Boukir’s men were 8 moving about hither and yon all about them. s soon as the sheik shouted his command his en they made a desperate dash, and more than ‘ ‘a om

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-Wamba’s naked iron fist; for the Niams had taken away his gun, and he had only his hands to But overpowering num! conquered. Frank and Wamba were alone. A El Hassan, riding -. up, claimed them as his captives. “Hold! 1 deny your claim. Captors are ‘keepers. The white slave and the giant black are mine!” cried FE] Boukir. “T'll buy the two slaves—the white boy and the Zulu,” said Broderick, eagerly. that you can command, I think.” pied had a thousand pounds in English _ Money in. his treasure-belt. “Pl give you one thousand English pounds for the white boy, and you can keep the black,” he desperately. Vv “No,” replied the Arab sheik scornfully. “Thrice the sum you name the sultan will pay.” Broderick was at his wit’s end. True, he f the chance were against Frank’s making his escape if he was sold to the Sultan of Fezzan. And yet since F had eluded his captors, as we know, Broderick feared to leave him alive in Africa. The had exhibited a spirit and dar- Broderick change his mind about him into , as we have seen. But Hassan thought of a way whereby he in possession of Frank if for- stake fifty‘of my blacks against ever challenged El Boukir to play 1 shall decide the owner- El Boukir not delay,” assented E] Hassen. is a great favorite with is played in the following LOST AMONG THE SLAVE HUNTERS CHAPTER VI.—Frank in the Power of Broderick No one had observed Wamba’s departure. The cunning Zulu had planned to steal away while the attention of all was centered upon the game the rival sheiks were engaged in. a well-defined plan in mind looking to the escape of both Frank and himself. He had observed that the Arabs had stacked arms near an adjacent hut, and that with their carbines they had left several donkeys, laden with ammunition and supplies. Wamba glided behind the hut, and then quickly crept to the carbines and secured two of them and a large bag of ammunition, from the back of one of the pack donkeys. The Zulu also took a hatchet and a large Arab dagger, which he found conveniently at hand. Then he crawled away through the grass until he reached the timber beyond. At the foot of a tree in a thicket, he secreted one of the carbines and a part of the ammunition. The hatchet he attached to his belt, and the dagger he also secured there. Meantime, after Wamba’s flight, the game of helga proceeded. Fortune fluctuated for a time almost equally between the two chiefs. - But final- ly El Hassen won, and Jason Broderick uttered an exclamation of keen satisfaction, and he hissed in Frank’s ear: : “You are mine now, and you shall not slip through my hands again. You shall leave your bones to bleach in the African jungle, and never escape to come between me and the possession of the Stanhope millions.” Wamba had - Reluctantly El Boukir surrendered Frank to: his successful opponent in the game, and then Wamba was missed. At once seatch was made for him, but no trace of the Zulu was discovered. An. hour later the two bands of Arabs had sep- arated, and the company commanded by El Has- . sen, with which Frank was forced to march, moved northward. The slave-hunters camped at night-fall in an open country, where green savan- and luxuriant vegetation abounded. During the march Frank had not. obtained an opportunity to speak with Zara, much as he desired to do so. But when the band went into camp the maiden came to the lad. “I am very sorry you were recaptured, and yet I cannot tell how glad I was to See you again. You are almost the only one of my own race I have ever met, you know,” said ; ‘Frank answered earnestly: “Fair Zara, you have not once been absent from my heart since first we met. Under any other circumstances I should rejoice that fate had brought us together again.” Then he went on to relate his thrilling stery— telling Jason Broderick’s inhuman treachery, and ending with the statement that he belived the villain meant to murder him. “No, no. That shall never be! El Hassen gave ee. The sheik will protect you even from ason Broderick, the renegade. You are mine.” “Yes, your slave. Willingly would I submit to such sweet bondage in our own land. Zara, I love you. Have you no wish to leave the Arabs to return to your own land and kindred?” “I have always been kindly treated by the — snare I know not where to seek for my kindred, sea” i I have in the land beyond the \

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10 55a Frank drew forth the locket she had given him, and read the inscription traced on the inner surface of its case. ~ “Horror!” exclaimed Zara. “The people I have passed almost all my days ‘among—perhaps the very man I have been taught to call my father— murdered my poor, ship-wrecked parents! I can never more be content to dwell among them. Their hands are red with innocent blood.” But while the youthful lovers were thus con- versing, E] Hassen and Jason Broderick were en- - gaged in a discussion, the outcome of which was pecued to influence the destiny of Frank and + _ “El Hassen,” said Jason Broderick, “I have changed my mind regarding the disposition to be made of the white boy.” me “How so, comrade?” inquired the sheik. “If sold into slavery there would always re- main the chance of his escaning and returning to America to denounce me, and so I have decided that he must die.” : “You forget, my comrade,” rejoined the Arab, while his swarthy face grew darker. “The boy is mine by right of capture, and by gift he has become the property of my daughter. He shall not die.” : L ._ “Then you have been a great fool to give the handsome white lad to the girl for her slave. : Look yonder. The maid is with the youth now. > They are lovers already. eg As Broderick spoke he pointed at Frank and Zara. They were distinctly visible frém the door - of Ei Hassen’s tent, where the two men stood. _ The young couple did not know they were ob- j and at the momént when Jason Broder- ick pointed them out to Ei Hassen, Frank pressed _ a kiss upon Zara’s brow—a pure, true token of his deathless devotion. And El Hassen saw it. ‘His brow contracted. His swarthy face was ‘a convulsed with an expression of jealous rage. -- + © “The Christian dog!” he hissed, through his set teeth. “He has dared to make love to Zara!” - Yes, and with excellent success, I should say,” i sneered Broderick. “Come, what say you now? - Shall the boy die?” _ __El Hassen shook his head, and.then he strode : her rudely away. : =i ef a Christian, i yon dare again to speak to my daughter you shall perish by the bastin- ado!” El. assan called out to Frank. her within it. Releasing herself from Zara confronted the sheik with spirit. flashing. Her cheeks “What means this violent conduct, sheik?” she nanded. She did not call him father now. “It means, my beautiful Zara, that I love you, nd have searen you to become my wife,” he an- ver! -I believe you are my father’s er are, and she thought: | ii Fe Sh escape, or meet a n death. I never thought of LOST AMONG THE SLAVE HUNTERS tent a black face peered through the door behind him. It was Wamba the Zulu. Startling im- cidents were about to ensue. The Zulu had come to save Frank, and now he meant to rescue the maiden too. He glided into the tent as Zara last spoke, and as E] Hassen’s back was turned he did not see him. But Wamba made an accidental sound. El Hassen wheeled like a flash. The retin instant he and the Zulu stood face to ace. S CHAPTER VII.—Wamba’s Daring Stratagem. Wamba, the giant Zulu, was intent upon the accomplishment of‘a daring ruse. The cunning native was taking desperate chances, but such a course accorded well with his character. He had observed that the white captive was more closely guarded than heretofore. The sheik had posted two Arabs near the tree to which Frank was secured. The Zulu saw that it would be im- possible for him to gain Frank’s side and liberate him unless he adopted some stratagem. El Has- sen’s tent was near the confines of the open space in which the slave hunters had made their camp, | and Wamba, owing to this circumstance, had suc- ceeded in getting to it undiscovered. As the Arab sheik turned and saw Wamba inside the tent, he opened his lips to utter a shout of alarm. The Zulu knew if El Hassen uttered a single out- cry all was lost. The camp would instantly be alarmed, scores of the sheik’s fierce followers would: come rushing to the tent, and not only would the attempt to rescue Frank result in fail- ure, but the would-be rescuer could scarcely hope to get away himself. : -And the daring ruse on | Wamba had in mind required that not the slightest suspicion of his presence should be experienced by the Arabs. Be- fore El Hassen could utter the shout of alarm that trembled upon his lips Wamba leaped at him. The Zulu clutched the Arab sheik by the throat and bore him to the ground, Zara uttered: a frightened exclamation. Then she recognized .Wamba as Frank’s comrade, and she remained silent, reassured by the discovery. There was a brief 1nd terrible struggle upon the ground be- tween the giant black and the Arab. Then Wamba arose. But El Hassen remained motionless. He was not dead, but the Zulu had strangled him into insensibility. ae “White girl am Mars Frank’s friend, so Zulu. Come sabe Frank. Girl go. Wamba make fool eb Arahs, git Frank away, maybe,” said the Zulu. Zara left the tent of the sheik and entered the smaller tent near by, which she occupied separ- ately. Some moments elapsed. Then Wamba came out of the Arab’s tent, but he had under- gone a complete transformation. The Zulu had clothed himself in the sheik’s costume, and drawn the Arab’s bonnet well down over his face, so as almost to conceal his features E] Hassen was a large man, and by stooping as he walked Wam- ba brought his height down. Jason. Broderick had now retired within one of the Arab tents, which had been sent apart imi- for his use. Wamba strode toward F tating the gait and manner of the Arab sheik excellently. He a ge. the two m ; capecinily ‘detailed to, guard. the: bo: _ ~~. —— 2) oo

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LOST AMONG THE SLAVE HUNTERS grunted out a respectful salutation, such as they were to give the sheik. Wamba had ‘left El Hassen bound and gagged in his tent, and the only fear the Zulu entertained on his account was that some one might visit his tent and discover him. The Zulu reached Frank’s side. “Wamba come. Now get away,” said the dusky rescuer, laconically. Then he untied_the lad and ignaied him to follow him as he strode back y teward El] Hassen’s tent. Frank obeyed the but he was never more astounded or rejoiced. He could not at first scarcely credit the evidence of his senses that the Zulu was | really there in the garb of El Hassen. He won- - dered how it had all transpired. The two Arab guards saw nothing out of the =. They prob- ably thought the sheik was con ing the white lad to his tent to question him, if indeed they gave the occurrence any considerations. Wamba and Frank safely entered the sheik’s tent, and then the boy, seeing El] Hassen upon the ground bound and gagged, understood it all, and he grasped the hand of the Zulu as he said earn- ~ “Wamba, you are a black hero!” we crawl away,” added Wamba, and dra’ the dagger which he had secured at the Niam-Niams village, he slashed an opening in the . . vear wall of the sheik’s tent. But at that moment pletely f. i entered. The maiden sprang to Frank and cried: ‘ “Take me with you! I cannot, dare not re- with the Arabs! At last I know the truth. Oh, Frank, El] Hassen means to compel Frank took both her hands as he spoke, and led her to the opening in the rear wall of the tent. Wamba hastily followed them, after dis- carding the costume of the Arab sheik. The fugitives journeyed all night. Still they red no signs of pursuit. Zara was com- out by dawn. Then the Zulu car- “ried her. before midday a halt was resolved and in a dense thicket, near a river which believed to be a branch of the lower Nile, they sto Zara soon fell asleep. Then leav- to watch her, Wamba went along the river bank looking for game. He first made a bow and a number of arrows, though, for he did not want to fire his carbine if he could so doing, lest the Arabs might hear the “It at game should be for asleep ite all his efforts to keep awake. once a terrible scream uttered by Zara enormous gorilla was darting away the jungle with Zara in his arms. It was a for swift and decisive action. Once the ¢got into the depths of the jungle with it viene be impossible to follow him up. the maiden was intense and terrible. ho 11 the some moment Wamba appeared upon the scene, geiticoiatng excitedly as he advanced. Frank was so intent upon saving Zara that he did not notice Wamba. Frank’s shot hit the go- villa and he dropped Zara, bounded in the air and fell dead. Then Wamba told them a large force of natives were approaching and the Zulu picked up Zara in his arms and the three made for the banks of a stream. Here the Zulu found a@ canoe and the three embarked and Wambo seized the paddle and propelled the canoe down the stream. It was Hassen’s band that were approaching. Hassen had heard the report of Frank’s carbine and that led them to the place where Frank and the faithful black and Zara had been. They got to the river bank only in time to see our three friends paddling away in the canoe. They shot rapidly along in the current of the stream, while E] Hassen’s band followed along on shore. Suddenly a loud roar was heard, and they were soon in the clutch of a dangerous rapid. Sud- denly the canoe was overturned. Frank was knocked senseless by coming in contact with a rock, while Wamba succeeded in clinging to the overturned canoe. But the rapids passed, the canoe and its clinging human freight drew near the shore, where it was seized by El] Hassen’s fol- lowers and Wamba and’ Zara were made pris- oners. Zara was unconscious, but was soon brought to, and Broderick was jubilant when he found that Frank was supposed to have perished in the rapids. But Frank had not perished; he had been washed into a sort of cave by an eddy, where he soon came to himself, but only to find that he could not easily escape except by way of a deadly whirlpool beyond. CHAPTER VIII.—Zara Makes Move. A Desperate When the Arab slave-hunters marched away from the river, where they believed Frank Stan- had met his death, they, of aes took Zara and Wamba, the Zulu, with them. Wamba be- lieved Frank Stanhope had perished, and the Zulu’s et and grief were sincere, though he remai as stoical and seemingly unmoved as ever. The giant was yoked with the other black slaves of the convoy, and he marched along with them docile and: unresisting. Wamba hung his head and a red disconsolate and ,dejected. Observing him El Hassen said: “The black giant’s will is pretty well subdued at last. With his spirit broken I don’t think he will give us much more trouble. He will be worth more than any four ordinary negroes in the slave ph Such big fellows always bring the best ce. With an eye to his own interests, El Hassen gave orders that Wamba should be well treated on the march, Could he have seen the fiery flash in the dewncast eyes of the Zulu he would have suspected that his meekness and submission was alla ruse. Such was the fact. The cunning fel- lew was playing, a part to induce the Arabs to remit their excessive vigilance regarding himself. He was plotting to escape, and his dauntless spirit was as untamed as ever. = two days the Arabs BST eee I DER Pe a eT ee a ee ee ee | Oa eee

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12 marched eastward. Then Jason Broderick said to El Hasen: - “Now, sheik, if you will lend me an escort of ten men and a guide, I’ll make my way to Zan- zibar, and there take passage on the first vessel that is bound for America.” . “My men are at your service. Choose the ten for yourself, and I will select a guide who knows the route,” replied the Arab. ea Then he called to an old scarred veteran man- hunter and introduced him as a guide to be relied upon. Jason Broderick picked out the ten men for his escort, and, after the necessary prepara- tions for departure were made, he and his party set out for Zanzibar. FE] Hassen bade his old comrade good-by in a friendly way, and wished him good luck on his journey. It was now El Hassen’s plan to work his way slowly toward the coast himself, picking up slaves as he went,-by attacking native villages on the route, and cap- turing their inhabitants. FE] Hassen was not a pure Arab. Portuguese blood flowed in his yeins, -too. Being cunning, and showing no mercy to an enemy, he had acquired ascendency over several - _vude tribes near a remote part of the coast, not far from the mouth of the Congo. This portion < of the African seaboard was never visited. by J % save a few slavers, to whom he supplied nt Cn of human -freight, bound for the West 2 El Hassen had a stronghold near a har- bor known only to the slave traders, and there he had constructed a walled town, fortified it, and became a self-appointed sultan. The walls the slave-hunters’ town were provided with holes for musketry, and within these walls his followers dwelt when not absent on i ual forages in pursuit of slaves. Hed town was to be E] Hassen’s destina- there he meant to keep the slaves until val of one Captain Mendoza, of the slave ture. Mendoza had dealt with the Arab : the latter and Jason Broderick were part- __ Ners in slave-hunting, and the traffic in human - flesh and blood years before. El] Hassen was _ aware that Captain Mendoza was now absent on a voyage to Cuba with a cargo of slaves, and the eaptain of the slave-ship had agreed to visit the port of New York before his return, in order to supplies which the Arab had com- _ purchase some - — him to procure for him. The slave =e needed yet to’ secure a number of blacks he was anxious to capture as possible. was now in haste to return to his to make Zara his wife, the secret of his purpose t be dangerous. One unters had encamped, in tent brooding upon the Hassen entered. Zara started up retreated, instinctively “Since she knew of i “ +. I g a. ¥ * Fh Bele -. ‘LOST AMONG THE SLAVE HUNTERS Zara shuddered, and she replied: “Spare me! I will be your slave if you will, but your wife—never!” —_- “You shall be my queen. Slaves shall do your bidding, and rare jewels and the finest silks— all things women love—shall be yours, only smile upon me.” But Zara did not lift her head. E] Hassen waited for her answer: a moment, and as she remained silent, he stalked out of the tent in anger. But he was more than ever resolved to carry out his cruel purpose and make Zara his unwilling bride. Left alone Zara threw herself down on her couch. She shed no tears, but her heart was filled with miserv. For hours remained thus, and she was thinking deeply. At last she arose. e light of a new resolve flashed in her beautiful eyes. She had determined upon taking the only possible course to escape “Yes,” she muttered, “it must be! Better per- ish in the jungle than go to the fate E] Hassen has decred for me. I will make the desperate attempt I have resolved upon.” She knew that Wamba had now entirely re- covered his strength, and his wounded arm troub- led him but little. The Zulu was kept yoked and fettered with the other blacks, and they were guarded at night by the Arabs, who were under orders from El Hassen to shoot down any one of them who tried to escape. An ugly old Arab, who walked with a bad limp—the result of a spear wound, given him by a native—acted as cook for the men detailed to guard the captured blacks that night. Zara went to the door of her tent, and looking forth, while she was vainly racking her mind to devise some plan for Wam- ba’s liberation, she saw the old Arab cook making a savory stew over a campfire in the part of the camp where the black captives were quartered. bw Bie oa presently suggested an idea to the girl. Then she walked carelessly toward a number of packs and camp utensils, which were heaped under an adjacent tree. Among them she had seen Baba’s medicine-bag. Unnoticed, she reach- ed it, opened the bag, and secured what she sought. With the package of opium concealed in her bosom, she went on to the campfire, where the old Arab was preparing supper for the St of the blacks. Among the latter she saw ambo Their eyes met, and it seemed to Zara that her glance must have conveyed some intelli- gence of her purpose to the Zulu. His eyes brightened, and after that she felt he was watch- ing her with déep interest. 7 “Now to get the opium into the decoction, old Ezbeth is brewing. If he would only turn his back,” she thought. She came close to the great kettle, the contents of which the Arab cook was diligently stirring. He looked up, and. grunted a salutation. But

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LOST AMONG: THE SLAVE HUNTERS .- CHAPTER IX.—Discovered. When Frank Stanhope returned to conscious- ness, and found himself in the riverside cave, he knew not how long a time had elapsed since the canoe took the terrible plunge in the rapids. The boy gained his feet and groped his way to the entrance below the water level. The floor of the cave here slanted downward, and Frank pres- ently drew back with a shudder as the water was dashed at his feet. He heard the pandemon- ium of the waves beyond the entrance, and then he crept backward. Solid rock walled in the rear _of the cave, as far as he could learn by the sense of f pre: for of course it was dark as Erebus in underground space. Some time elapsed. Then Frank resumed his explorations in the darkness. And this time he made a dis- covery. He came upon a narrow fissure in the rocks. A breath of air struck his face, and with a quick exclamation he crowded his form through Then Frank found himself in a second cave. He crept forward, feeling his way along the wall, and dreading that he might step into a pitfall. But such a calamity did not befall him. Frank wandered on and on, and suddenly he caught a of light ahead. Oh, how his heart at the sight! Very soon he came to a passage in the side of a hill out to the surface, and he stood once more in-the glad sunlight. At first the light blinded him. But as soon as he became accustomed to it he ascended to the top of the hill and took an observation of his sur- Afar he saw a cloud of mist hanging Over a rugged defile, and he believed that it marked the sight of the falls. The first impulse seized him was to try to learn what the of Zara and Wamba had been. There were on the hillside, and, after picking eating some of these and hing himself bare s i ges eae a oF Boe FSe of the falls, which he would have heard not a strong wind been blowing ; way. At last Frank reached the river -a short distance below the falls. eH i = the fate of Zara and Wamba too, he thought if he could trail m to. 13 ward and encircled Frank. With startling swift- ness, the serpent lapped fold after fold around the boy, while he struggled to throw it off. The combat between the boy and the serpent caused a crashing noise in the thicket, and hearing it, several Arabs seized their carbines, and sprang into the cover. The succeeding moment Frank was discovered. CHAPTER X.—Larry O’Lynn Again. The exultant Arabs promptly attacked the ser- pent and soon dispatched it. Frank was released from the repulsive captivity in which the huge snake had held him only to become the victim of another form of enthrallment. The men who discovered the boy pounced upon him, as soon as he was free from the serpent’s hold, and dragged him into the slave-hunters’ camp. It was at that moment that old Ezbeth, the cook, seized Zara’s arm, just after she had dropped the epium in the kettle. The commotion Wamba had made was a ruse on the part of Zulu to detract the attention of the old Arab from Zara. With- cut divining her precise motive Wamhba-saw that the girl was watching a chance to do something unseen by the old cook. “Surely you do not grudge me a taste of your stew,” said Zara, locking up at the old Arab innocently. The opium was in the form of a powder, and it had disappeared in the contents of the kettle. Old Ezbeth was deceived. He released his hold upon Zara, and then both he and the girl saw Frank led into the camp. El ‘Hassen rushed from his tent and gazed upon the young Ameri- can as if he regarded him as one returned from the grave, of whose material existence he was held ix? doubt, But in a moment exultation was the slaver’s dominant sentiment. “Oh, ho! By Ali! this is good fortune! A hundred more gold pieces for my treasure chest the capture of the boy means. But my friend Broderick will never know the truth regarding the boy.” Then he ordered Frank to be voked and fettered like the other slaves, and this was done, but the boy was not allowed to speak to Zara or Wamba. A little later old Baba, having finished his game of helga, went to his medicine bag. The old fel= low was a confirmed opium-eaten, and he sought for the drug which Zara had purloined, Miss- ing it he was much disappointed and angry. Cir- cumstances were leading up to a discovery of Zara’s plot. A few moments later the old Arab was at the fire where the cook was still: busy with his stew, and the appetizing odor caused Baba to taste it. At once he faintly detected the presence of his favorite drug, and exclaimed: gee Severe of the prophet, there is opium in e

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14 LOST AMONG THE SLAVE HUNTERS to Zara and accused her. The girl denied all knowledge of the drug and said in conclusion: “I am sure Baba is mistaken. He only fancies he tasted opium in the stew.” “We shall see,” replied El] Hassen, and then he ordered one of the black captives brought for- ward. This was done, and the negro was com- pelled to eat of the stew. The result was a death-blow to Bara’s hopes. The negro quickly fell into a sleep from which it was impossible to awaken him. “You see we have the proof of your falsehood and treachery, girl. Beware how you plot against - me. My patience has a limit, and I have not forgotten the use of the bow-string,” said El Hassen, in menacing tones, and then he ordered Zara to ire to her tent and ‘placed a double guard at the-door when she had entered the shel- ter. And so Zara was baffled. Finally the long eg drew to a close, and one evening, at the | r of a glorious African sunset, the slave- hunters arrived in sight of El] Hassen’s walled town, and beyond its rude but formidable battle- ments, Frank Stanhope caught a glimpse of the Atlantic Ocean. ‘ * * * * “The man who struck me was the blackguard agin whom I was afther warnin’ yez, I mane | the faithful Irishman, who was Frank’s friend, - reeovered. As soon as consciousness returned to cad iin. the poor fellow turned to Daniel Morton, _ Frank’s guardian, who was at his bedside and ee Jason Broderick! delirious. Mr. Morton silence. Then d excitedly ci z ‘ A . “Jason rick is,the next heir to. Mathew __ Stanhope’s f r Luther Frank.” ¥ Pe od Mare ee = I am for ny ig 7 ‘ it they missionary ad See is terrible! Oh, Larry, what is to be done?” — “Someone must go after the boy and try to save Broderick, if needs be.” ue . - \ I accidentally dropped behind it. Larry decipered . it. Then in a state of great excitement he ran with it to Mr. Morton, who read the letter thus: “Zanzibar, Africa, Sept. 9th, 18—. “Jason Broderick: “Comrade.—I write to tell you that the slave trade is again prosperous. The English have not spoiled it yet in my territory. I need a good man, such as you were, and I wish you would join me again. You know how to reach my stronghold. Address me at Zanzibar, and let me know if you will come. “Your old comrade, “E] Hassen, Sheik.” “So Jason Broderick was a slave hunter after all,” said Mr. Morton, when the Arab’s letter had been read. No more proof of Broderick’s villainous char- acter was wanting, and a few days later Larry O’Lynn secured passage for Africa on the only ship then about to sail for that continent. This ship was called The Vulture, and it was com- manded by one Captain Mendoza, a Spaniard. The vessel saiJed, and on board it went Larry O’Lynn. It was a strange confidence, but the brave Irish- man had sailed on the very slave-ship to whose captain E] Hassen meant to sell Frank Stanhope as a slave. Startling developments must soon ensue. The Vulture carried a crew of fifty despera- does. . But Larry did not suspicion anything was wrong. He did not like Mendoza’s appearance. One day he chanced to go into Mendoza’s cabin by mistake and there saw a letter lying on a table addressed to Mendoza but signed by Brod- erick. The note told the character of the Vul- ture. Now Larry planned to join Mendoza’s band and the first chance he got he broached the _ subject. Mendoza fell for it, as he liked the Irishman and saw he would be a valuable man in a schrimmage. So he took Larry out on deck and introduced him to the crew as a new addi- tion to their ranks. soon found out that the slave ship was bound for El] Hassen’s strong- hold, \ a CHAPTER XI.—Frank Stanhope In An African Pen. Frank S and the Arab slave-hunters who had made him and Wamba, the — S$ Ww:

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LOST AMONG THE SLAVE HUNTERS and the populace came forth to welcome the re- turning band. In the walled town dwelt the wives and families of the slave-hunters, and a scene of rejoicing ensued. The captives were marched through the gates of the town, and then Frank - saw Tats led away by El Hassen, while he and Wamba were marched onward into the heart of the settlement with the line of negroes. Frank and Zara had no opportunity to ex- change a word at parting, but their eyes met, despite the distance that intervened between them 5 there was a telegraphic exchange of loving ~ Yooks. And as Zara disappeared through the por- ~ tals of the largest house in the town, still con- ducted by the Arab sheik, she waved her hand in token of farewell. The young lovers knew not if they should ever meet again, and that silent _ parting was all] the more pathetic by reason of ' the doubt and uncertainty that enveloped their future. Frank and Wamba were driven into a great slave pen without a roof, simply a rude stockade whose walls no captive had ever yet -- sealed. There the neckyokes and other fetters ". With which they had been secured during the Se, ey that was ended now were removed. Then eu amba and the young American boy had an op- portunily to grasp hands and converse. But the ~_-geene in that African slave pen was so heart- ~ (vending that even the Zulu was moved, and more 3 ed than Frank had ever-seen him. ~The poor blacks understood the fate that was - before them. They had seen the sea, and they “knew they were destined to be carried far away across its unknown width to return no more. There was a saturnalia of grief—a lamentation and wailing, an outburst of human misery. The ee of the negroes was that of despair. They - felt now that all hope was gone. They believed they were never to see home or kindred again; _ that the free life they had known was ended forever, to be succeeded by hopeless slavery, would end only when they lay down to die, _ of bondage which his presumptuous creatures had to place upon their fellow-men. Oh cruel a “He had never before formed an accurate of the depths of human misery there the world. He and Wamba kept together, eir thoughts and conversation tended end. constantly sought to devise n of escape from the dreadful’ prison could conjure up no means where- the end they desired. The Arabs ; closely day and night: al, poe ae posted and exchanged, Nenlie ware tad high to e-acsled without See The captives found their situation was | of the West Indies 15 were not desperate enough to perish thus. But some of the ignorant, despairing blacks adopted this method of ending their misery. Frank saw several of them shot down by the Arabs. Frank told Wamba-about the land beyond the sea, and tried to hope that if he and the Zula were sold into slavery in the West Indies, they might es- cape even from there. The boy counted on mak- ing an impression on whosoever might become his purchaser because he was white. He did not thmk that El Hassen, who was now his bitter enemy because of his jealousy, had thought of that and meant to defeat such an attempt. But this was true, as Frank was soon destined to learn. 4 With all his despair, the boy’s most harrow- ing reflections were of Zara. That she was forever Jost to him, and doomed to meet a fate such as he shuddered to contemplate, was the most bitter thought he experienced. It made him frantic to think that he was powerless to inter- pose between her and the ruthless slave-hunter. And the boys thought of the man whose treachery had condemned him to this, the most cruel fate that could fall to the lot of man, and in the hor- rible African prison pen, he registered+a mental. vow, that if the good God answered his prayers and led him*out of bondage back to his own free native land again, Jason Borderick should surely meet the punishment he so richly deserved. Sev- eral days went by, and one evening a file of Arabs marched into the slave pen, singled out Frank and conducted him out alone. The boy wondered, in painful suspense, what was coming now. But the escort was mute. They could tell him nothing. : Upon leaving the slave pen the Arabs con- ducted Frank to a small stone building, where El Hassen and several other Arabs met him. Then he was forced to drink of a strange, bitter de- coction, and shortly after swallowing the mixture he experienced a sense of sleepiness against which he struggled unsuccessfully. He theught, as he strove to keep awake, that he had been -poisoned, and his terror was beyond description. Finally he lost consciousness—a death-like slumber came upon him. When he awoke he was back in the slave pen, and he opened his eyes to see Wamba standing over,him with a look of consternation and surprise on his black face. , “What is it, Wamba?” cried Frank. “De Arabs hab made you brack,” replied the Zulu: and it was true. =. _ While he was in a drugged sleep some applica- tion of coloring matter had been applied to his skin, and he was now almost as swarthy as a real African. Frank cried out in despair as he realiz- a ut de color wear off some time,” said Wamba. “But too late to do me any good, perhaps. Tet me now proclaim that I am white and no “one will believe me. My hair is black and crispy poor 8 Sy ae regular features are Jor my favor, and some Africans possess regular tures,” re- plied Frank despondently. Pk eR boy talk like you. Arab can’t — Wamba. 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pa 5 16 ier AMONG THE any circumstances. I ee heard of white men : being enslaved by them a “You am gibbin’ up. Don’t do dat, Marse Prank.” “No, I will not,” replied the lad determinedly. i “Lat’s t. Wamba don’t gib up. Zulu neb- : ber does. im. brave. We make big fight, maybe, across the sea.” “Cunning and favorable circumstances alone can save us there, I fear.” Thus they talked on for some time to the same purpose, and meanwhile E] Hassen rejoiced at Frank’s transformation, and he muttered: = “Now there will be no question about Captain Mendoza’s buying the boy as a black.” But. one day the sound of agen yd was heard. The native tribes outside the walls had attacked Hassen’s stronghold. Hassen’s followers repell- ed their attack the best they could, but the native horde was too much for them and they _ were driven back, and in the midst of it all El ; _ Hassen was killed. The natives had captured 2 the city. A new sheik now took charge. His” name was Ben Mourad. ows days later the boom of cannon was heard and a v: ae the harbor. It landed and soon was in consulta- . tion with Ben Mourad. At the conclusion the 7 Spaniard counted out a large sum in gold for Ben Mourad, who then said: “You have paid ithe price. Now Zara, the white girl, is yours.” CHAPTER XI. —Larry O’Lynn In the Slave- Hunters’ Town. - ‘The slave ship had not made a quick voyage. Several incidents had occurred to delay the ves- sel. First several severe storms were encountered off the coast of the Cape of Good Hope. The Vulture was more than once threatened with de- ‘struction; but the vessel proved herself a stanch craft, and she-outrode the storms. After cross- ing the tropic line, ‘the Vulture encountered new One afternoon, as Larry Q’Lynn, who was still in hight favor with the Spanish renga the slaver, and Mendoza himself were the lookout sighted a vessel and gave the usual ery of: e “Sail, ho!” Suddenly faking his glass, Captain Mendoza exclaimed : “Diablo! An English man-of-war ee Instantly the crew, who heard this announce- ment, evinced considerable excitement. Mendoza _ quickly issued his orders, Every stich of canvas was Yee and under ot sail the Vulture forged pursued the mete Pe it the Palo held é Bag acs gene toward nightfall the wind changed an and the Vulture’s speed es isha : the sree Seve and ogy sae a such as naviga use to as the sun wee setting the lookout ~ ; -xest on a beneh ae ee ceenet ees SLAVE HUNTERS Darkness came on apace. The man-of-war be- eame invisible in the gloom, and the slaver ran on. Some hdurs later, the moon having appeared, the cee Snes guided by a man at the wheel who knew the passage, picked its way safely through a@ narrow passage and entered a river. Very soon it was out of sight from the sea, and in the morning lookouts concealed among the rocks at the mouth of the channel reported the man-of- war in sight. But the disappearance of the slaver was a mystery to the British vessel. She on and off along shore, but made no discovery. ~ At length the war vessel sailed away, and was seen no more. The slaver then lost no time in . getting his vessel out of the channel, and the voyage was resu But another ea was encountered not many days later, and the Vulture sustained injuries —— compelled her to put into the port of St. ul de Loanda for repairs, and there she re- mained for a long period, waiting for the ship carpenters to obtain the required materials for the vepairs. At last the Vulture was ready for sea again, and leaving the Port of St. Paul de Loanda, she sailed northward, and in due time thereafter sighted the stronghold of the slave- hunters, as we have seen. When Captain Men- doza landed, Larry O’Lynn accompanied and while the Spaniard was engaged in the private. interview with Ben Mourad and his Cubeaiin the Irishman, with some of the crew of the Vul- ture, wandered about the town. Ben Mourad had now established himself in E] Hassen’s house, and it was there that Captain Mendoza held his private confab with the new sheik and his wife. As soon as the captain of the slave-ship heard of the death of E) Hassen his swarthy face brightened. He seemed to find some source of satisfaction in the intelligence. And so, when he was alone with the new sheik and his wife, after the business pertaining to the purchase of the black slaves had been discussed, Captain Men- coza broached the subject of Zara’s purchase also. We have seen how the matter ended. The mer- cenary Ben Mourad and his wife sold Zara to the Spaniard. In the room adjoining the one in which the interview between the Arabs and the Spaniard had taken place Zara was secreted, and she had heard all. Zara staggered across the room, and sank down upon her knees before a window when the Spaniard was gone. She felt that fate was cruel indeed, and she dreaded Men- even more than she had feared El Hassen. “Heaven send me deliverance! Oh, that Frank might — and rescue me. But such a thing is- impossible, for he is imprisoned in the terrible slave pen!” she murmured. The lattice was open. As she spoke a head was raised above the sill, and a strange face of 2 white man looked in upon her. on be pei tened. miss. Sure it’s a friend "Lynn is me name, and if the __ I ‘re ye spake the name av just now is Frank Stanhope, faith an’ ye may have heard av me.’ Larry had chanced to wander to the sheik’s house, and but a moment before had ooh-doual to r the window. 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f _ before her was her boyish lover’s deveted friend. - “Frank Stanhope is-indeed the name of the —— of whom I spoke. He has told me of you. Frank is doomed to slavery. But speak. Tell me how you came here?” said the girl quickly. Larry explained and then Zara told him all she knew of Frank’s adventures and that she had just been sold to the captain of the slave ship. CHAPTER XIII.—Frank Makes An Appeal to Captain Mendoza. Then he went on to explain how he came to the slave-hunters’ town, and understanding his _position, Zara exclaimed, when he had concluded: “And so you are powerless to help us?” “Well, miss, to say the truth, it’s a small bit av power I have just now, but I’ll be wid ye on board the slave ship, an’ you can. trust to an Trishman’s wits to protect ye from the black- muzzled Spaniard in some way. And thin, whin the vessel reaches the West Indians, sure, an’ we'll make a try to give the slaver the slip. Faith, an’ circumstances will have to govern all ‘ our*plans. We can’t make thim all out in ad- vance, ye know.” ,. Larry crept away as he spoke, and Zara watch- ed him until he was out of sight. to make sure whether or not he was observed by the Arabs. No one seemed to have noted his interview at the window, and Zara breathed a sigh of relief as he turned an adjacent corner and disappeared. Meantime Captain Mendoza, after leaving the j sheik’s heuse, set about making preparations for ‘the loading of his ship with the slaves. Larry _ O’Lynn stationed himself at the rude pier at oa which the slaves were embarked in the boats, or and eagerly scanned the faces of the African " captives as they were hurried into the boats Ae by the Arabs and the crew of the slave ship. At bs — the Jast_ boat-load of human freight was é idy to put off to the ship, and still Larry had -* not seen Frank. | | But Frank was in the last boat, and Wamba, the Zulu giant, was with him. As yet the young Sj rican had not seen Larry, and he had no at his humble Irish friend was near. -was’ the lad’s astonishment when, b . ; as boat was being pulled away from the : Die he caught sight of the rugged, good-natured of Larry as the latter stood on the landing. ” - Then the Irishman saw and knew him, and then, quick as thought, he made the boy a warn- ‘ing ‘and turned his back upon him just as in Mendoza came up. Frank and Wamba were pat below decks with the-other slaves. The iiss to the captain of the determined to tell him he i The youth LOST AMONG THE SLAVE HUNTERS 17 passed at the foot of the hatchway were pur- suing him, intent upon dragging him back to the terrible place from which he had escaped. Frank paused befcre the trio who had just gained the deck of the slaver. “Hear me, Captain Mendoza!” he cried. “I am a white boy, an American, and the victim of a cruel injustice! A treacherous enemy sold me in- to slavery, and colored my skin to make me pasg for a black. I implore you to have mercy, and not consign me to the.black hole in which the negroes are herded like cattle;” “What’s this? Diablo! You speak like a white man. Who are you? Tell me all about your- self!” said Mendoza. Frank believed that Mendoza was Jason Brod- erick’s friend, and he was quick to think it would not be best to mention his treacherous cousin, so he related his story in a few words, giving Brod- erick a fictitious name. “The Arabs have deceived me. Well, I’ve paid them the price for you, and so it’s no use to go back for my money. However, I'l] make it up cut of them the next voyage. Young man, you look enough like a slave to deceive a casual ob- server, but now my attention is particularly call- ed to you, I do no doubt you are what you claim to be. I’ve known the-Arabs to be up to such tricks as this,” said Mendoza. “And surely you will set me free? I’ve friends in America who will repay you fourfold the price have given the Arabs for me.” “Tl teli you what I'll do, boy. I'll treat you well on the voyage, and after I’ve landed my cargo in Cuba Ill sail for New York, and if your friends come to my terms, well and good—they shall have you back all safe.” CHAPTER XIV.—Betrayed By An Accident. Captain Mendoza then ordered Frank to be supplied with suitable clothing, and told him to select a berth in the forecastle. nately Zara had not shown that she knew Frank, and so Men- doza did not suspect the truth regarding the maiden) and the lad. The maiden recalled her experience with E] Hassen under similar con- ditions, and she was convinced that if Mendoza discovered that she and Frank were lovers the Spaniard would be even more vindictive in his enmity to the boy than the sheik was. Zara felt that Frank must be warned without delay to conceal the secret of their love from Mendoza. Soon after the ship weighed anchor, she went on deck, and presently Mendoza and Larry O’Lynn joined her. The Spaniard, with great politeness, introduced the Irishman, and then, as he was called away by a sailor, the young girl and her secret friend were left free to converse. Zara told Larry her plans. The Irishman approved of them, and at the first opportunity sought Frank in the forecastle.

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LOST AMONG THE was equally deeply moved. Larry told Frank all that was worth telling, and then the boy had _ to relate all his adventures. Then Larry gave him Zara’s warning, and Frank promised to be constantly on his guard, and under no circum- stances to betrav the sweet secret of his love for _ Zara. The Vulture sailed for some time before favorable winds, and the weather he!d fine. Every- thing seemed to promise a quick passage to the West Indies, and Mendoza and his crew were therefore in excellent spirits. eS fared very well. But he did not forget _ the poor Zulu who was among the negroes in the awful prison-hole under the decks. The boy secretly conveyed Wamba food and fresh water, and did all in his power to alleviate the sufferings of the brave Zulu. One day, during a high wind, - Fri ascended the mast, and losing his hold on _ the cross-trees, he fell to the deck. A rope par- tially broke his fall, but he lay like one dead ' where he struck the deck. Zara stood by the vail and Mendoza was at her side when the acci- ~ dent oceurred. Zara saw Frank fall, and she be- lieved he was dead. At that moment an awful grief and despair at the thought of her. boyish _ lover’s fate, Zara forgot all caution, and spring- ing to his side, she’fell upon her knees and raised ‘the boy’s head in her arms. Then, while she Toe ee fe ae pei. _. Mendoza heard and saw all. The Spaniard be- came livid with rage, and darting to Zara he tore nD PRE é At that moment Frank opened his eyes and oe ercy , mercy! what have I done? He lives, .and I have betrayed our secret! thought Zara, and then, half fainting, she hung -heavily on Ss arm. : The Spaniard hurried her to the cabin, and ‘thrust her through the door, saying in angry ‘tones: ; — I understand why you turned a deaf ear my vows of devotion. The boy was between gut the obstacle shall soon be removed.” sail—a sail!” shouted the lookout, as Men- came on deck. Larry O’Lynn was beside ank, and he saw by the expression of the Span- d’s face that all the jealous hatred of his na- are was aroused against the boy. The Spaniard seized the glass and looked through it at the el which had just been discovered. n English man-of-war. And as I live the fellow who gave us chase before. She is ng down on us and we have got to run for meunced Mendoza after a moment. en he ’ pecage ce. ee the verge) —— possible ‘ay, an ressing two fero- ous-looking ijards of the crew, he said: _ Take that black boy down into the hole. Thrust among the slaves where he belongs, an 02: hissed. SLAVE HUNTERS a again in the horrible dungeon below decks among the blacks. Wamba joined Frank and conversed Gespairingly until, all at once, the booming of a cannon startled them. Then Frank knew the man-of-war had fired on the slaver. The firing continued, and gradually drew nearer. Mean- time it began to look as if the man-of-war would force the slaver to lay to. But night was at hand. Mendoza felt there was a chance left of getting off under cover of the darkness. CHAPTER XV.—Frank Sold As A Slave. The night passed, and when daybreak came no ship was in sight The Vulture had a narrow escape that time. But she was not troubled again, ~and the voyage to the West Indies was made in safety. Slavery was, yet an institution in full force in all the island. The Spanish authority in Cuba yet encourayed the slave trade, and so the . Vulture entered the harbor of Santiago. The port was made at night, and Mendoza, who still remained unsuspicious of Larry, informed the Irishman that the following day the slaves would be landed. At a.late hour that night Larry eluded cbservation and entered the slave prison helow decks. He found Frank and quickly ac- quainted him with a plan which he had formed, looking to the rescue of Zara and his own ulti- mate rescue. Larry was allowed to go about the vessel as he would, and so no suspicion was awakened in the minds of the guards. The Irish- man waited until an hour after midnight. Then he crept to.the anchor chains and descended to a boat which had been lowered, and that yet floated there. Entering the boat, he cast off, and rowed noiselessly along the side of the vessel until he came to the window of Zara’s cabin. Zara was at the window. She expected Larry, for he had found opportunity to acquaint her with his pro- ject before he visited Frank. Assisted by Larry, ara crept through the window, which proved to be amply large enough to admit the passage ~ of her slender form. The boat, then noiselessly propelled, was directed to the shore. The night was dark, and the gloom favored Larry. The lights of Santiago guided him, and he soon brought the boat toa landing. Having care- fully made it fast Larry assisted Zara to disem- bark, and noting his way, so that he could fffd the boat again, he led the maiden along a roughly paved street and into the town. The streets were deserted, and Larry. and Zara made their way to. the open country without meeting anyone, Finally they came to a hunt in a greve in the window of which a light glowed. Larry had a well-filled money beit on his person, and he meant to bribe the occupants of the isolated dwelling to secrete Zara, if he found them such persons as he was inclined to trust. Judge of his surprise when

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at once suspected treachery. But he concealed this suspicion, and’ having especially instructed two of his men to watch their comrades, with a view to discovering if there was a traitor among them, Mendoza and a dozen of his men, including Larry, who seemed eager for the service, landed to look for Zara. But the quest was futile. Fail- ing to find any trace of the girl, Mendoza, in feat disappointment, returned to the vessel with his party. Then the work of unloading the blacks - began. They were conducted to a large open shed in a public square which served as a slave - market. The news of the arrival of a cargo -. of blacks from Africa was quickly circulated. The planters came in from the surrounding coun- try, and for three days the sale continued. During that time Mendoza caused his agents to ransack the town and surrounding country for Zara, but she was not found. Frank Stan- hope was placed in the slave market with the _. other slaves, and on the third day, despite his _ elaim, which he proclaimed to all, that he was \_a white boy and an American, he was purchased ~ by a swarthy Spanish planter of most savage = appearance. Wamba was also bought by the gota . Frank’s master led him out of the 3 So Se Fg sr ons tation. The j was to be Ss : e journey é i a eet, drawn by a span of mules. Galona, Frank’s purchaser, was to re- ze 5 g te sit in the rear of the cart, while the slave- took their places on the seat. Then over the frightful roads, amid the of the interior was tropical scenery d tugging at the irons for his ei a rss i break the cate at secur e "Thi ee deca guciained tna fore words, In swamp maybe we get irons ow, come." gor was secured on the outer side, but the his shoulder against it, and power was brought into full efforts he succeed- LOST AMONG THE SLAVE HUNTERS 19 almost the same time they heard shouts from the village, and saw several light§ flashing about at the cabin from which they had fied. They knew that the bloodhounds had awakened the ‘ slave-drivers, for they recognized their voices. The fugitives halted for an instant. They thought there were foes before as well as behind them. But one of the two men who were hastening from the swamp suddenly called out to them thus: “This way, Frank! Sure, it’s Larry and a friend that’s comin’! Have no fear, lad!” Uttering a glad reply, Frank advanced at full speed, and Wamba followed him. They met Larry and his comrade in a moment. The latter was Miles Nolan, the Irish blacksmith who had be- friended Zara. All four made for the swamp, and as they fled, Larry said: “Zara is waitin’ for us in a canoe in the swamp. There is a river running through it, an’ we mane to reach the say by wather. Miles here knows the way, an’ he furnished the canoe, an’ he is goin’ wid us.” ; Frank raised his manacled, hands and grasped the palms of the honest man, while he thanked him with much feeling for the assistance he had rendered Zara, and for what he was now doing. Shortly after ao. the swamp, where the way became more ult, and they were obliged to go more slowly they heard the baying of the Cuban bloodhounds drawing nearer. Then en-. sued a thrilling race. The fugitives ran for the river with all speed, and nearer and nearer came the pursuing bloodhounds in full ery. But pres- ently the sluggish muddy river that traversed the swamp came in sight uhder the moonlight, and a moment or so subsequently the foremost bloodhound dashed into view through a clump of bushes in the rear. But the fugitives gained the river and entered a large canoe moored to the shore, in which Zara awaited them. The canoe was paddled away from the shore just as the rest of the pack of man-hunting dogs came in sight. Larry earried a pair of heavy- caliber revolvers, and standing up in the canoe he sent a volly of shots at the bloodhounds, drop- ing two in their tracks, and more or less severe- 'y wounding several others. canoe was then shot forward by vigorous paddling and the sur- viet hounds followed along the bank, howling madly. CHAPTER XVI.—Conclusion. of the sea. The broad expanse of beyond which lay the land of

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“LOST AMONG THE by the Zulu, and presently the other occupants of the canoe sighted a sail. Then how their hearts thrilled! Eagerly they watched the sail as it grew more and more distinct, until all could ‘make out a large vessel. They paddled out of _ the river into the blue water of the ocean beyond, while they watched the vessel, which was slowly drawing nearer. Frank kept straining his eyes in the effort to make out the flag, and suddenly a SF, cry of joy—such as made every heart leap— fee escaped the boy‘s lips. ee: * *The Stars and Stripes! See—see! It is the ioe eager flag that floats at the masthead of the ship!” he cried, and then, despite his man- _ acled wrists, he strove to clasp Zara in his arms, : And such a shout went up from the canoe that, hearing it, the officer in command of the ap- proaching vessel discovered the little craft con- /taining the fugitives. We need not dwell upon - what immediately ensued. Suffice to say that Frank and his companions were taken on board _.. the American vessel, which was homeward bound. ‘They told their remarkable and thrilling story, 5 and their countrymen did all in their power to ™make them comfortable during the homeward voyage. In due time Frank and his companions arrived in New York, and théy all proceeded from _ the landing in a carriage directly to the resi- zz dence of Frank’s guardian, Mr. Morton.. In the Pes time Jason Broderick had returned to New York and told of the death of Frank and his e _unele, Luther Stanhope. According to Broderick, _ Frank had died in Central Africa, from the bite ef a poisonous serpent. _. Mr. Morton was deeply. grieved to learn of eat death, and he doubted Broderick’s story. Jn truth, he believed that Frank had met with - foul play at the hands of Broderick, but in the _ absence of any proof of this he dared not openly accuse the villain. Now, it chanced that on the - day of which we are writing, at the same hour that. Frank and his companions were approach- ing Mr. Morton’s house, Broderick called there to _ demand certain papers which were in the posses- sion of Frank’s guardian, and which Broderick w claimed as the heir of the Stanhope fortune. Mr. Morton and Broderick were alone in the library when a servant admitted Frank and his companions to the house. Frank inquired for is uncle, and the servant informed him he was the library with Jason Broderick. 7 ; I want to hear what ing at the | roderick, I doubt the truth of your i Frank's death Oh, that I could feel ‘the poor boy’s real fate!” __ you he is death. He died in my arms cared for him as tenderly as if he was ee : : Frank threw open the door and ad- SLAVE HUNTERS from his head as though he thought he was looking upon a ghost. “See, uncle! A _ guilty conscience needs no accuser! Observe the guilt in his face!” added Frank, pointing at Broderick accusingly. “Furies! All is lost! The river has given back its dead!” cried Broderick, and then seized with sudden terror of punishment he made a dash for the door. “But. Larry O’Lynn sprang before him. “Stop, ye black-muzzled thafe o’ the wor-ruld!” cried Larry, and as he spoke he caught Brod- erick a stunning blow between the eyes that felled the villain at his feet. “Blow for blow, Jason Broderick, an’ this time it is my turn!” added the Irishman. Then Larry held Broderick down while Miles Nolan called in a policeman, and the villain was placed under arrest and led away by the officer. Frank’s guardian embraced him, and a scene of great rejoicing ensued. Zara was introduced, and Mv, Morton welcomed her. The story of Frank’s adventures was told again, and every- © body talked, and Larry and Miles Nolan and .* Wamba, the Zulu found themselves regarded ass great heroes. * slave * * * * Some time subsequently Frank was placed in possession of the Stanhope million through his. guardian, who was appointed as trustee for the boy. Zara’s relatives were found, and they prov- ed to be excellent worthy people, and the young girl was restored to them. Miles Nolan was set. up in business as a Blacksmith in New_York, and he became a prosperous citizen. Wamba wanted to return to Zululand, and so Frank sent him back to Africa by an American steamer. Larry remained in Frank’s service to the end of his days, and some years subsequently the young American and the beautiful Zara became man and wife. Jason Broderick died in a prison cell, and he was never brought to trial for his crimes. Future years of mutual happiness and prosperity was the lot of Frank and his beauti- ful bride, and they never regretted that they had plightéd their troth far away in Central Africa. Next week’s issue will contain “RATTLING RUBE; or, THE JOLLY YOUNG SCOUT AND” SPY.” Get next week’s number. In it we tell you how to own a wonderful radio at low cost. “Professor,” said Miss Ambition,

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- $600 SOLITAIRE FOUND INSIDE WEAK- Jai FISH “A whale of a weakfish” was all George Ber- trand, who owns a restaurant at No. 405 Union _ ** street, Union Hill, N. J., could say the other day. +» George was cleaning a batch of fish when he : — something shiny inside a six-pound weak- sn. : _. The something turned out to be a 1% carat ‘diamond set in a heavy gold ring. Inside the ring was engraved “E. D. 1887.” : Jewellers told George the ring was worth about _ $600. George told customers that, everything considered, it had been a pretty profitable day. _ Customers said from now on they would clean _ their own fish. : ; 846,230 GERMANS ME DEATH IN WORLD OF « WAR : ~ Germany lost 1,846,230 dead in the world war, according to official statistics. ; Of these 56,133 were officers and officials, 212,- 069 non-commissioned and warrant officers, 1,- 72,523 enlisted men, and 5,568 men whose ranks were not reported. a: + Pe PLUCK AND LUCK > CURRENT NEWS 21 The number of their dependents is fixed at 1,945,000, comprising 533,000 widows, 1,134,0000 children, partially orphaned, 58,000 orphans, 58,- 000 parental couples and 162,000 parents- who were, already widows or widowers. WHO DISCOVERED THE KANGAROO? W. B. Alexander of the Western Australian Museum, at Perth, W. A., has recently corrected a popular mistake in the history of natural] his- tory. The discovery of the kangaroo family is generally credited to Sir Joseph Banks and is supposed to have occurred during Captain Cook’s first voyage, in 1770. This date, it: appears. is nearly 150 years too late. When the Dutch East India company’s ship, the Batavia, under com- mand of Captain Pelsart, was wrecked on the Abrolhos Islands in 1629 the survivors encoun- tered among other things the Dama wallaby, the first member of the kang&roo family known to *Buropeans. Captain Pelsart described it as a species of cat about the size of a hare, noted its remarkable hind legs and described in consid- erable detail the abdominal pouch for the young wand the use of it. Radio Boys! Read This! 3S | ed directions to construct a Flewelling radio re- | & ceiver will be published in our next number. Dubbed | the “flivver” set, this is the most wonderful receiver in | the world. Nothing can equal it for range, clearness and | volume of sound. No loud speaker needed. It does not _ cost as much to build as it does to make most other not _as good receivers. The article next week will give you the cost of each necessary article and plain, simple di- rections to make a receiver. By carefully following these directions you cannot fail to make the set work. Watch for the instructions in this Weekly WEEK!

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22 = The Vanishing Of Val : Vane — Or, — THE TROUBLES OF A BOY MILLIONAIRE By WILLIAM WADE (A. SERIAL STORY) : CHAPTER XIX.—(Continued. ‘The first thing was to find the road, and he stood for a while listening, hoping to catch some sound which would give him a clue, but the only sound which reached his ears was the continued crowing of a rooster at a distance This might mean the miners’ camp where there ere plenty of chickens. Val resolved to go in the te direction, and he had not advanced far he came to the end of the level land on which he had been walking, the ground ahead of him descending abruptly. “T'll get down into the valley om general prin- . ciples,” tho “There ought to be a . road at the foot of the mountain, anyway.” et He struggled on down the slope. All that Val had been through had not been calculated to im~- heise his personal appearance. His clothes were 4 = and both t and trousers had been torn, the latter quite badly. His linen was much soiled, yin In short, Val had much the SS pr iheiges ofa ill Billie himself and the scram- le down the mountain made matters worse, for his coat catching on a brier bush was torn half off his back. _ - Tt seemed as if he never would reach the foot of the slope, but at last he knew that he must be -abmost u a road of some sort, for he caught the regular iron of many feet and suddenly a > Tos a called “Company, out alt! Break _ ranks!” ao tae tramping ceased and many voices be- | ects a soldiers!” thought Val. “I’ve er right into them.” % advanced with ail caution, as yet not having been able = = A want to go in swi eat ye ae PF the voice of the officer called out. he needed sha Ground arms! run ae thirty 2 or so were un- y for a swim ina , harrow ced most pte to A RG would . to be les Bo in _— arene about, shouting, a ashing each other and having = officers sat on a rock very close Poet ton sacha of va eg af- PLUCK AND LUCK #1 tell you, Captain Davis, there is only one way to permanently down these fellows,” said the younger officer, “and that’s to catch that old sin- ner Father John. It’s he who has put them up to it all and keeps them stirred up all the time.” “You don’t tell me, Bill,” sneered the captain. ‘Don’t you suppose I know all that? Haven't my spies been everywhere? I know my business, “Dm sure I didn’t mean any offence, sir,” re- plied the younger man, sulkily. > “That’s all right, my boy. When I want your * advice I’ll ask for it. You don’t happen to know my errand this morning, but I'll tell you. We are out for no other purposé than to scoop in that same blind prophet.” “So? And if you get him——” The captain gave a short laugh. “Oh, don’t bother me with questions, Bill,” he replied. “If we get him Father John will never stir up the Hill Billies again, that’s all. Some accident is bound to happen before many hours are passed.” “Orders?” asked Bill, “There you go again,” retorted the captain. “Yes, orders, if you must know. I got them di- rect "from Mr. Dubey before he left for New York.” “When is he coming back? Do you know?” “T understand he is expected back to-day. Come, let’s walk up the lake a ‘way and we'll have a dip ourselves if we can find a spot where we can have a pices privacy.” ey walked away leaving Val sadly puzzled as * aie he ought to do. “That old man saved my life,” he thought. “T must do something. It’s surely up to me to save es if I can.” ; asy to say it, but how? Of course Val had not the most remote idea where to look for the blind prophet. It seemed to him that there was nothing he could do and yet he felt that he must make the attempt. - “T want to cut in ahead of them,” he reasoned. “If I follow this road and go as fast as I can I shall have a start. It’s not likely they will leave here under half an hour.” He started at once, keeping inside the tree line. He had not gone far before the road turned away from the lake extending on up the mountain. Val now come out into the open and hurried forward with all speed. His hope was to meet some mountaineer to whom he could confide wh wae he had overheard. He had covered something. over a mile when he saw coming towards aoe a plainly dressed gir] of about his own age ped short when she saw Val and one ‘hin he keenly, then resumed her As she drew nearer Val saw that she was very pretty, being a perfect blonde, with fea- tures «and uae blue eyes. It seemed to our beaut mill re that he had never seen a more tiful face. He resolved to speak to her, and stuppe came together he raised his cap and May Task if’ you belong here on the mountain, meet he ont Dh tox ee

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ie er 4 a ia Baad ah BANK PAYS OLD CHECK . After carrying a check in his pocket for nine , William Haynes of Colusa, Cal., presented it for payment at a local bank. The check was given to Haynes by C. Ceci}, a resident of Col- usa, by whom Haynes was employed. Haynes carried thé check and Cecil’s accounts - ‘did not balance because of the check. A few days “ago a decided to present the check at the bank. en asked by the bank if the check was _ good, Cecil replied, “As good as gold. Shoot it a throug Tes ; j —— OJIBWAYS IN “HIAWATHA” Members of the Ojibway Indians living on the outskirts of Sault Ste. Marie, Ont., have begun _ yvehearsing for a presentation of Longfellow’s _ “Hiawatha,” on the banks of the river in Aug- i ast nes 5 the celebration of the 300th anni- hy atin of the discovery of the Sault and Lake < rior, : : “Pawiting’” (The Rapids), old Indian name of _ the city, was visited more than a decade ago by _ Longfellow’s daughter and a party of friends. _ Longfellow never was in the Sault, writing his famous poem from stories told him by an Ojib- way chief whom he met in New York. The Ojib- way presentation will be spoken in their own _ tongue. IL WAR VETERAN REGAINS DRUM = eT. ~—- Reminiscences of the Civil War permeated the West Side Court-room, New York, the other day, hen Samuel Hodkinson, a 79-year-old veteran, sought a drum he had beaten under Gen. Grant ; Vicksburg. He lent the drum last year to ker Post, Sons of Veterans, for the Memorial ‘parade. Edward Kessler, of No. 534 West h street, played it. Afterward Hodkinson not get the drum back. So he went to fany Civil War veterans listened to Hodkin- recital of the history of the drum.. He en- ‘as a drumme boy when he was seventeen was with the 63d Ohio Volunteer Infantry. son became a lieutenant, but cherished his cIMSo home and got his 180 a great admirer of Grant. to the court that was the reason he Grantwood, N. J., opposite Grant's es oe EEN BEES _ cae deg tings aie: on rue of mot ,000 de | : = + oa PLUCK AND LUCK NEWS FROM EVERYWHERE : : Tale 0 San 2 dj its twelfth bees all over the United States and to foreign lands, including Australia, Japan and countries of Europe and South America. He also ships many colonies of working bees. Breeding queen bees is done partly by -arti- ficial means. There would be no money in the industry if the natural breeding method of the bees were depended on for queens, it is explained. It was discovered that the working bees, like car- penters, performed their -vork according to the plans and specifications of the architect; so Mr. Ault began building large cells for queens in the artificial wax comb foundation. These queen cells are then filled and produce queens, accord- ing to the foundation speciftcations. As a result of this artificial method Mr. Ault obtains about 100 queens from every hive of 2,- 000 to 3,000 working bees, instead of only one queen. The bees are fosled, but they do’not seem to mind it. Queen bees vary in price. When the demand is slow they sell for as low as $1, but ordinarily they bring $2.50 to $2.75 each. Just now there is an extraordinary good demand for them and the price is on the upward trend. == —_S—————————— ‘sé “4 Mystery Magazine” - SEMI-MONTHLY 10 CENTS A COPY - — LATEST ISSUEs —— 126 SEALS OF WAX, by Jack Bechdolt. 127 — CROOKS CONSPIRE, by Harolé P, Pod. aski. 128 THE MYSTERY OF THE RLUE C . = ilton Craigie. AR, by Ham Sig oad ea AND THE LAW, by Frederick ; uey. , THE HAND IN THR DARK, by Chas. F. Ourster, THE TRAIT, OF THE R < son-Howard. Fader ses chad msi} Bad hea as FROM NOWHERE, by Jack Rech- lolt. THE TIMP DETRCTIVE, by Frank Ri THE WHISPERING-ROOM.. By Beathh “Porites: The Famous Detective Story Out Today in 135 Is ONE CLUE MISSING By CHAS. F. OURSLER HARRY E. WOLFF, Publisher, Inc, . ~ 166 West 23d Street, New York City ; 130 181 132 128 134 “Moving Picture Stories” eas A Weekly Magazine Devoted to Photoplays and Players PRICE SEVEN CENTS PER Copy Each number contains Four Stories of tle Best Films :

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INTERESTING SPARKS DISAPPEAR _ Passing of the spark transmitter in favor of ; continuous wave transmission for amateur wire- 3 stations was indicated in the American 3 io Relay League traffic report last year. Out of a total of 121,592 mgssages handled by mem- _ bers of the league 108,818, or 89 per cent., went through the air over the continuous wave route. FRENCH FANS» : The opening of the station at LFiffel Tower ra year ago for broadcasting purposes rought much joy to the continent and England, ‘but not to the French Department of Communi- cations, which controls the wire systems there. In Paris alone it is reported that more than 200 telephone receivers are “lifted” every day and never returned. The radio fans are blamed. a SPIRITS TO EVADE THE ETHER ae From a radiophone station in Chicago spirit messages will be broadcast to spiritualists : throughout the country, Mrs. M. E. Cadwallader, ‘ of Chicago, told delegates attending the fifteenth _ annual meeting of the Pennsylvania Spiritual- i ist Association. Mrs. Cadwallader said she and John Slader, a Chicago medium, had made plans to broadcast all messages received from spirits during the convention, _. The delegates adopted a resolution recommend- _ $ng legislation to recognize spiritualism as a re- gion. Pi - DANGER IN THE AIR . “Ts it advisable to take the antenna down dur- jng the summer in order to protect the set from - being struck by lightning?” This.is a popular s question of this season of the year. a The danger from lightning may be reduced to a minimum providing proper Fig ea are adopted. There is no more from the an- _ tenna being struck by lightning | than there is from ong age ee or electric light wires run- to An antenna properly es sea Ee Foret — a lightning rod gradual- dy letting the static have leak away to the = ‘before they have a chance to gather and s ge ‘attract an opposite charge from the ween: estimated that a radio antenna not metres cet eerie ; area equa size of a ‘oc * Bvery ~ wat radio antenna should have a . feeling Spee tay during an electric storm. “WIRELESS TO CARRY 8,000 MILES Sie Se aersey Loninth nitiodl yotute her prow maiden trip under States Lines, she will be PLUCK AND LUCK RADIO’ NEWS United States Shipping Board to install on the Leviathan the most powerful and elaborate steamship wireless apparatus in the world—an equipment six times more powerful than that on the average ocean greyhound, with a range of 3 oe miles and more. cial emergency set will also be installed to =F to the element of safety and two of the lifeboats will be fitted with emergency radio ap- paratus. The Leviathan will also be fitted with a radio telephone giving voice contact with other vessels and shore stations. £ © Uv-199 CONNECTIONS The UV-199 should be mounted in a vertical —-. Not more than forty volts “B” battery should used when this tube operates as a de- tector. Critical adjustment of the plate voltage is not required. When used as an amplifier it is important that the filament rheostat be connected in the negative filament lead and that the return lead from the grid circuit be connected to the negative side of the “A” battery and not to the negative side of the filament. A plate voltage from 40 to 80 volts can be used when the UV-199 serves as an amplifier. The base of this tube is the same general design as the standard four- prong base. It is of smaller diameter and an adapter has been developed so the tube will fit the standard sockets. In the case of portable sets using three cell flashlight batteries, it is recommended that one set of three flashlight cells be used for each tube in the set. It is immaterial whether each tube is wired separately to one of the batteries or whether they are all placed in parallel, provided separate rheostat control is made for each tube. If separate rheostat control is not employed for each tube and only one common rheostat. is the batteries should be connected in parallel. a six volt storage battery is employed to ight leat the resistance should be at least sixty ohms. EASE AND DISTANCE Some of the new circuits look more formidable oo they really are. The “reflex circuit because of its simplicity, economy in its vacuum tubes and great amplify- the “ing ability, is one of ot mo: eg ad radio cir- cuits developed. York a reflex set has picked up loud Peecis from Iowa and Il- linois and as far south as Georgia. It is very selective and the tuning adjustments simple. The following parts are necessary: A stand- ard variometer, one .001 mfd*variable condenser, one .005 mfd variable condenser, two .001 mfd eae fixed ion amplifying one i pe ates _ ee an ee tube, au ormer, galena detector, “A” bat- at ay 45 volt “BR” battery tebe 3% inches are wound on the - inches in diameter, No.

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-: PLUCK AND LUCK 26 double cotton-covered wire is used for the Winding. Coil A has 35 turns; coil B 50 turns; coil C 35 turns. Coils A and B are connected by a wire running inside the tube. A space of a quarter of an inch is left between the winding of coils A and B and between coils B and C. Tuning is done by the variometer and the variable condensers. The si produced with this circuit are. ex- ceptionally clear and free from distortion be- cause of the crystal detector, which eliminates much of the noise created by tubes and batteries. The condensers in the circuit are extremely im- t. We have no space to show diagrams here, but any radio storek will show you how to as- semble the set, any boy with a little knowl- edge of tools can make the set and get great sat- isfaction from working it. INEXPENSIVE RECEIVING SET The simplest form of detector is the crystal de- tector. You will enjoy clear, distortionless music, without the howls and whistles as created by the vacuum tube detector. Wiring is needed for a . erystal detector, variometer, .001 mfd mica con- denser and a pair of phones. If a vacuum tube is substituted for the crystal set later, the variometer and phones can be made part of the equipment, so it is a good plan to buy_reliable and well-designed instruments in the beginning. The ideal antenna for broadcast receiving is a single copper wire about 100 fect long, including the length of the lead-in wire. The higher the the louder will be the signals. An in- antenna or light socket will not give satis- results in connection with a crystal set. The ground connection should be firmly clamped a clean surface on the radiator or cold water a cat oF E is done by the variometer. The de- be adjusted to its most sensitive posi- a buzzer test before the concert begins. A er test consists of an ordinary electric buzzer and push button. The vibrator point buzzer is connected to the ground wire. Place the buzzer in a box and pack it with cot- ton so the sound of the buzzer can be heard only in the phone. When the push button closes the cir- , ew the is loudest in the phones. (i g ; i sensitive on the crystal. of a cade set is about twenty-five miles. “ AGE OF THE RADIO There are many of our readers who are curi- ous about the development of radio for whom this - Like every other great in- the i a of the science was = up little by little from frag- ee of discovery until at length it came into cS The first induction system had its gin in th ay in i its origin in the ‘British Isles where a quarter of a mile range of was attained by an investigator. is was then considered marvellous, and 25 the experiments in that country were continued through the year 1885. Nime years later the ex- perimenters working on the conduction system transmitted messages more than one mile and a half successfully. The induction system was tried out by the collieries in 1897, and sent messages from the surface of the mines down to a depth of 350 feet to the mine galleries. Two years aft- erward this system attained a range of eight miles. Other experiments cropped up, and in 1900 A. F. Collins produced the electrostatic sys- tem, covering two hundred feet with it, and this range was increased the same year ‘to three miles. Meantime German inventors were busy, and in 1902 Professor Ruhmer produced a pho- tophone which covered a distance of twenty miles at Kiel. The year 1906 brought R. A. Fessenden into the limelight with a high frequency genera- tor having a twenty-mile range. In the same year the Telefunken system was put in operation over a distance of twenty miles. A year later Fessenden improved his until one hundred miles was its limit. Colin-Jeanee, in 1901, with an are system in the Eiffel Tower in France station, developed an arc oscillation generator and liquid microphone system that created a stir when he communicated from Rome to Sicily, which is a distance of three hundred miles, through the ether. Right on top of it came Poulson’s are transmitter covering one hundred and miles with ease. Twelve months afterward Colin-Jeanee improved his in- vention by seventy miles. In America in,1910 a man named H. P. Dwyer employed a successful system. that transmitted 500 miles from San rancisco to Los Angeles. Next year the radio- phone in Germany sent a message 350 miles to Vienna, Austria. Men in Italy were working on radio, and in 1911 G. Vanni, using an arc oscilla- tion generator and liquid microphone radiated from Rome to Tripoli, a matter of about. six hundred miles.. The following year a message was sent five hundred and fifty miles from Nauen, Germany. Back in America, in 1@15, the 2,500-mile distance between New York and Cali- fornia was spanned with an oscillation wax trans- mitter. Im the same year the Arlington’ naval station using vacuum tube oscillators succéssful- ly transmitted a message 5,000 miles to Honolulu, awaii. After a lapse of three years radiophones attained a range of one hundred miles between airships while flying at a distance of 150 miles between a ground station and a plane in flight. It was not unti] 1919 that Canada and England were in communication by means of the vacuum tube system. Considerable credit is due to Dr. J. A. Fleming, consulting electrical engineer of London, who invented the two element thermionic vacuum valve detector. The invention of the grid in 1906 by Lee De Forest. was-the next greatest discovery to complete Fleming’s tube. But fans owe a lot to Edwin H. Armstrong, who developed the — — cireuit — after him, as his circuit is largely responsibie for the arity amateur radios. 2 popu 553 ——oooooooCS=E=S=S=Eec_e_=Q_e_e_eeeeeeee NEXT WEEK — Instructions to. build the laudest: and cheapest .zadip. vex: ip 4

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» PLUCK AND LUCK NEW YORK, JUNE 13, 1923 TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS J Bingle Copies.............. .+--Postage Free 7 Cents A Que Copy Three Months,.... L Pes een 90 Cceats Boy One Copy Six Months..... PES bg “ $1.75 = Copy One Year.......... se = Canada, $4.00; Foreign, $4.50. : : 4 HOW TO SEND MONEY — At our risk send P. O, + _ Money Order, Check or Kegistered Letter; remittances = im any other way are at your risk. We accept Postage 3 1 the same as cash. When sending silver wrap _ the Coin in a separate piece of paper to avoid cutting the envelops. rite your name and address plainly, 5$ Address letters to - Sate HARRY E. WOLFF, sec. } Publisher, Inc., 166 W. 23d St., N.Y, TRAIN WOLVES FOR PETS £ That pet wolves may replace poodles and other breeds of small dogs now so popular among so- - ciety women is a poesibitey If the plans of _. Lord Auckland of England, now stopping at the Pickwick Arms Hotel, Greenwich, Conn., are car- ~ ried out.+ Helen is the name of a pet Montana wolf, aged-11 months, which Lord Auckland has as his Companion at the hotel. She rooms. with *s him and is a great favorite among the hotel Lord Auckland expects to leave for the West within a few days to make a busi- them as pets.. Lord Auckland says shat the wolf can be taught ‘to become just as warm q@.friend to his master or misthess as a dog. t, . HORSES LIKE TOBACCO _ Dick, Nigger and Mage, horses owned by the _ R. T. Jones Lumber Company of North Tona- ‘wanda, N. ¥., claim the record for tobacco chew- ing horses of the world. Dick, the pet of the _ firm, has indulged‘in chewing the weed for more a twenty years. Although he didn’t say so, - he probably accredits his longevity to that fact. On smelling tobacco in a man’s pocket, Dick will - follow the man until a chew is given to him. If the possessor of the wanted weed does not donate, k goes into his pocket after it. “man who once gives this horse a chew is to besremembered and. will be followed by throw him off isto come across with the During his years in the service of the Dick has taught the bad habit to Nig- Mage, his fellow work horses. * caps.and rain- 4 . = a *s "ste : Fras aS AND LUCK 5 walked over to where the druggist was chatting with Dr. Henry Wonner of 293 Alexander ave= nue. Drawing revolvers, the young men poked theni into the ribs of the two and forced them into a rear room where Nathan Lurie, a clerk, was compounding a prescription. : ; One thief stood guard while the other ber = through the pockets of the three. He took : and a gold watch and chain, valued at $150 more, from Dr. Wonner; $90 from Cherry and $2 from Lurie, who explained:that-he had gone home and | ehanged clothes because of the rain and had left most of his money there. After taking $110 more from two cash registers in the front of the store—including $10 from the funds of subpostal station 96, the bandjts entered a waiting auto- mobile and sped south on Alexander avenue, pass- - ing the Alexander avenue police station. No one theaghit to get the license number of their auto- mobile. oe : ¥ =< *% LAUGHS Willie Twickenham (who has been admitted a few moments to his mother’s afternoon tea)— Say, I've just thought of a splendid conundrum. Why is all the silver here to-day like our new man? The Guests—Oh, why, Willie? Willie . (triumphantly) —’Cause they’re both hired. She had just imported one of those Swiss in- ventions, a half clock, half music ‘box, which played a tune at every hour. At 1 a.m. it struck up “Home, Sweet Home.” | He—Gee! That sounds sort of suggestive. She—Stick around. The next is,. “Oh, Say, Can You See by the Dayn’s Early Light?” “I understand,” said Mr. Erastus Pinkley, “dat dey has invented a machine for washin’ an’ iron- in’ money.”, “Go ’long, man,” replied Miss Mia- mi Brown. “You knows des as well as I does dese white folks ain’ g-ineter leave no clothes — full 0’ two-dollar bills hangin’ out in de yard. A farmer boy and his best girl were seated in a buggy one evening in town, watching the people pass. Near by was a popcorn-vendor’s stand. Presently the lady remarked: “My! that pop- pene se ee Sia a! right,” said the gal- _~ ant. rive up a little closer s smell it better.” . bee 2 eae “Now, in order to subtract,” the teac ™ plained, “things have always to be of the ma ae nomination. For instance, we couldn’t take three _ apples from four pears, nor six horses from nine dogs.” “Teacher,” shouted a small boy, “can’t you take four quarts of milk from three cows?” ool” Our next issue will contain simple in- structions. make a Flewelling “flivver” — ee eg St ae Fi (2%

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HOW THEY TRAIN ANIMALS AS SPIES _ The use of animals as spies has been a mili- _ tary art practiced in Japan from remote times. ~ - The animals so used were the dog, fox and rat, _ which were trained for the purpose. Naturalists say that the fox can be trained even to imitate the human voice, and the power It huthan speech. Bare 2 i. when he knows full well you intend to punish him he again reveals _ to a wonderful degree an agcurate knowledge of your mind. In order to win the confidence of ani- __ mals and then train them one has to be kind and gentle toward them. Animals are most suscepti- ble to affection, and readily averse to the oppo- site, even beasts of prey. The fox is reckoned among the most clever of iid animals in Japan. When a military _ Officer desired to ascertain certain geographical facts as to the situation of a camp or fortress held by the enemy, he found the dog or fox his most efficient spy. - In feudal “times :ertain places were always rded, and all travellers passing either way _ through these barriers were strictly examined, while other likely places had watchmen hidden; '* the entire country could not be so covered. _ For this purpose the ubiquitous fox was utilized. Mountains and across the plains, If you hen the fox or the spy dog perceives or de- the presence of a human being in the course his patrol he utters a faint sound, which his r behind understands and netes. The ani- utters various sounds, and these are signals master to follow up or retire, as the case require. The animal is trained to vary the ry whether the enemy is rd ogg or re- iting. When the master finds he has lost trail and cannot find his way out of the for- st or mountain, he imitates the cry of a fox and sa yd that guides him the way he desires _ If he continues to ery or bark in a spe- way the fox will come to him and lead him Re were now as | ipies by Searey of- ; OT feudal Japan. e carr s pet vais es On PS aR tl the position to €,espied upon he “let the aeeg® free. The i s trained to pick up any bit ra of paper it and bring it back to its master. In much valuable information was ob- / PLUCK AND LUCK HERE AND THERE ef the anima! in this direction is very effective,: Our level land is usually near the sea or fe is clearly the work of standing water. Broad, gently sloping stretches are unknown upon the moon. As far as we know no water has ever existed there to form them. Astronomers seek in vain for evidences of even the smallest lake. Walled plains on the moon resemble geological features of the earth in their formation; but they carry the process much further. Imagine that we were on the moon.millions of years ago while it was still an active globe. The hard crust we walk on is dark but baking hot. Hundreds of fumaroles (holes from which smoke or gases issue) are in sight about us, each blowing steam and acid like the mud valve of an engine. We must leap fissures at every few steps. The bottom of the larger cracks grow dully red, revealing internal fires not many rods below. Although there are steam vents around us, yet there is no air. The vapors come to the surface, explode themselves and vanish in hot nothing- ness a few yards above their origin. Rocks are falling here and there; stinging dust - pelts us in the face; far off beyond the horizon ‘we see the vapors of some gigantic voleano. We see steam come billowing up; we watch a red glare on the lower side of its clouds; we-feel the pulse and jar of each mighty boom. Walking along, we leave the level surface and enter a region of ropy lava. Before us, thirty miles away, a row of jagged crags project like teeth above the notched horizon. Struggling along over the gnarled beds, and keeping to the smoother channels as much as possible, we at length arrive at. the crest of the peaks before us and look over. Beneath us is a lake of fire 200 mileg wide. Great tossing rollers surge on it like stormy water in an earthly sea. The waves are made of molten rock; the pit is a volcanic cauldron. Lava from deep below well up, forced to the sur- face by dynamic forces of the moon. The tossing red-hot sea reaches further than our eyes can see. It has a horizon of fire, a glowing furnace over which blue and yellow flames are dancing, a line where blazing moon and night black sky ap- eae ere is no breach to this fiery sea, no slantin way down to the waves. Instead, the walls an clearly. Crags jut abruptly from th2 lava, tower- ing black shapes that glow with red reflections. Against these cliffs the lava dashes furiously. Great white-hot breakers come rushing in; they meet the steeps, they dash themselves into a blaz- ing shower, hurled high up. ; This scene is_ still fe astronomers, but —_ nae of life is master now. The sea is rozen solid, a gray-green' level plain sur by steep fire-scarred eesigiona. —

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INTERESTING NEWS ARTICLES , PINE TREE SHILLINGS AND FRANKLIN CENTS Have you ever in going over your chan across a three-cent or a two-cent piece? are rarer now then they were ten years ago but there’s never any telling what queer kinds of coin may not turn up. e Pine Tree shilling goes back before the Revolution, when an master of the mint without authority from England turned out these little thin silver age with the spreading pine tree on one side. The story goes that he promised as his daughter’s dowery her weight in shillings, so he plumped her on one side of the.scales and honora until come ly piled higher and higher his pine trees she came up in the ce. 2 The cent with the head of Benjamin Franklin was the first coin of the United States Govern- ment. Its motto is “Mind your business.” Frank- lin took characteristic interest in the inscriptions to be.put on the new coins. There is an old letter of his suggesting: ‘Honesty is the best policy,” “Keep thy shop and thy will keep thee,” “ penny saved is a penny got,” and “He that buys what he has no use of will soon be forced to sell his necessities.” Indeed it was not until 1873 that the familiar “E Pluribus Unum” and “In God We Trust” was stamped on our pennies and nickels and dimes. A hundred and fifty am ago Spanish and Dutch and English and French and Portuguese money was perfectly acceptable in this country, but from the very early days American coins have always borne by law some inscription “emblematic liberty.” Bes ; DUTCH BRICK BY THE MILLION Some 5,000,000 bricks a week are coming into Brooklyn from Holland and the adjacent sections of Germany, and in spite of the transatlantic ip and the 10 per cent. tariff are supplying a core active and energetic competition with the = stic-made product. i aeThese (Dutch bricks, delivered on the job and stacked, are being sold to builders in the boro at They brick-making, in the American field, partly be- cause of the lower cost of labor abroad, but chiefly because Masstricht, The Hague, Delft and other cities of the Netherlands: have been in the brick-making business for centuries and have at- tained an expertness in the business which Amer-* icans have not yet been able to reach. Included in the Dutch and German bricks im- ported here is a white variety, of sand and lime- stone, used largely for courtyards and fences, of which 2,000,000 a week are brought in. These are often used here not only for inside and for rear walls, but for face‘or front walls as well. The bricks are brought here as ship ballast, and at a very low freight charge. “VOLCANIC GARDEN” OF ALASKA ACTIVE Pavlof Volcano, reported recently to have lost its entire top in a mighty explosion, and latest of the world’s peaks to break into eruption, has, like Mount Katmai, which blew up in 1912, again put America’s great Alaskan “voleano garden” on the map, says a bulletin of the National Geographic Society. “This peak is in a region’ in which volcanoes and one-time volcanoes are as thick as prairie dog mounds on a Western plain,” the bulletin says, “but most of the time they are dormant. It is-as though nature were playing a gigantic game of drop-the-handkerchief with fire from be- low, for after delays of greater or less length up pops a molten stream unexpectedly through some peak, which perhaps has not erupted in hundreds of years.” 7 This seems to have been the case with Pavlof. It is situated almost at the tip of the long, narrow Alaskan peninsula that stretches out toward Asia and sends its offsprings, the Aleutian Islands, al- most to the shores of that continent. For years vessels have passed near it_and no activity other than a slight smoking has been observed. Pavlof is one of the t series of volcanoes - that connects this continent with Japan, it is pointed out, the interesting and_ scientifically im- portant fact of which is that it erosses of the country’s highest mountains and again ap- pears from out of the sea’s depths. Dr. Robert F. Griggs, who led five expeditions into the Alaskan volcanic region for the society and who recently published his report in popular form, said only a few months ago of the region: “No man may predict how-long the present quiescent condition ‘will continue on Bogoslof, the most active of these volcanoes. From past ex- perience it is evident that a new upheaval is likely to eres at any time. It is probable, however, that the next-great eruption will come not from Bogoslof or-Katmai, but from some of the half hundred unknown peaks. ; : “The eruption of Pavlof seems to vindicate the a

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ABOUT CRANBERRIES Very little is known generally as to the origin of the little red and white berry so dear to our hearts on Thanksgiving Day. Originally it grew wild, as it does to-day in Canadian border States, in the salt marshes of the coast States, in the glades of the Alleghanies and as far south as Virginia and the Carolinas. The wild cranberry, however, is dis- tinctly inferior to _ its cultivated rel- @ crane. ative. Both grow on a hardy shrub, about six inches high. The fruit takes its name from the appear- ance of the flow- er, which, just before expending into perfection, bears a marked resemblance to the neck and head and bill of Hence the name “crane- berry,” which has ome. cranber- ry. During the ear the try market is Steady, but in the month of Novem- r the demand is very great, more — half being| ear’s crop being disposed of in 30 days. More than 1,000,000. bushels are marketed in the United States _ year. ee | 306 8S. Wabash Ave., fe 2 ~ Tat at $6.95. zu ae pedir nad Sine PS shoot ON DELIVERY p) & pee . and brid Th 4 fro: make ? et eS represent figures spell wo! are Many Prizes and Cash Rewarde — AS ee con’ oy ee ~~ ut 3 te! a Diamond, yoa must = £ 2DS PAX ee te line oft shirts, o = et eo 3) oa a niche shirts direct to nee hae vertised Seamd-aertuatees ypatterns-easy to sell. No experience ital fo Write for free sam proposi’ a 00, 25-calibre, 7-shot auto it ae carne. 34nAa0caooe 4 Or regular $25.00 heavy service 32-calibre,10-shot aati tic, bin.Jong,our Ne, 7 18120, special at $9. .75. EXTRA NE FR EE with sizes all PAY POSTMAN ios postage. Money back promptly if Not Setenes. CONSUMERS CO., vept. 748 1265 Broadway,N.Y. Shetland Ponies | T These Three Beauties Mead it omer secbieage ba 25¢ Brings Big 3 Sai pete naises neve Just Bee they yeas ‘atch people at a distance. See Moon and Stars as you never did before. londer T: opens over 3 ft. in& 12inches. Ihave given many Shetland Ponies away to boys and girls and I am going to give these three to some other boys or gitls who write me Promptly and do just as Isay. I will give the ponies and saddles ies. ey are.all certainly beauties—so gentle and bright—as playful as kittens. Could you think of anything finer? And you can have one of these ponies with a fine saddle and bridle without spending one cent of your own money. Hundreds of Other FREE Presents wiv hundcede of other ine EE. When I say FREE, mean just what You can have them as a present m nok “want you to send your name right now—that’s all—not even a stamp. —a post card Don’t Send a Cent Gis Ss say ,""T wantone of the Shetland Ponies you are giving away.” Write right now. Ilike prompt boysand girls. UNCLE ABE, The Pony Club Man Batavia, Hlinois esent$ absolute! Me oS FERRY & CO., 75 W. Van Buren, Dept. 2462, Chicago Pimples Your skin can be quickly cleared of Pimples, Black- heads, Acne Eruptions on the face or body, Ba-bers Itch, Eczema, larged Pores, Oily or nor & Ekin. tite today for my Bem ee See * tellin pew J sane pee efter ing Biilicted fo ‘or ae ES.GIVENS, 186 Chemical cal Bids., Kansas City,Mo. Dept. 115 se ap HOUSE Sy ere 32.79 arin weet sae ae, Meat moral ages 263 5th Ave. Dept. 58. & New York aarti - = fing fire Reena tn @ Gold -plated Lay- aliere, 3 sparkling stones, and Chain, Gold - plated Ne- thersole Bracelet, Biuebird Enamel Brooch, air iingerie | cletps. Pb se aan selling a pny Chewing Gum at 5c a pekg. BLUINE MIF@. 812 MIN Street, BLITE JEWELRY HOUSE iM, co.. Chicago Concord Jct om Dept.

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| SCENARIOS PLUCK AND LUCK —— LATEST ISSUES — 1263 The Boss of the Messenger Boys; or, Born to Good Luck. 1264 The Irish Rip Van Winkle; or, The Wild Man of the Round Tower. 1265 Lost at the Pole; or, The Secret of the Arctic Circle. 1266 Rupert of Roanoke; or, The Boy Rangers of the American Revolution. 1267 Castaway Castle; or, The Home of the Lost Ex- plorers. : 1268 igre Prospectors: or, The Trail of the Ciub- rT 1269 =o of the “Columbus”; or,* Abandoned in ce. 1270 Among the Gauchos; or, A Yankee Boy in South America. ; 1271 = Quaker Boy Spy: or, General Washington’s es 1272 Cal Carter the Boy Lawyer; or, A Feo of One Million Dollars 1273 The Board of Trade Boys; or, The Young Grain Speculators of Chicago. 1274 Hannted; or, The Curse of Gold. 1275 A Sawdust Prince: or, The Boy Bareback Rider. 1276 Fred Farrell, the Barkeeper’s Son. 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