The sunken pirate; or, Frank Reade, Jr., in search of a treasure at the bottom of the sea

The sunken pirate; or, Frank Reade, Jr., in search of a treasure at the bottom of the sea

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Latest and Best Stories are Publis4ed in This Library. Ente1ed as Second Class Matter at the New York, N. Y., Post O,[Jice, October 5, 1892. No. 66. {coMPLETE.} FRANK TousEY. PuaLISRER, 3! & 36 NoR'l'ii MooaE sl'REET, NEw YoRK. Vol. III New York, December 23, 1893. ISSUED WEEKLY. u -"" Entered according to the Act of Conoress, in the veur 1893, by FRANK TOUSEY, in the office of the Libratian of Congress, at Washington, D. C. The Sunken Pirate; or, Frank Reade, Jr., in Search of a Treasure at the Bottom of the Sea. By. "NONAME."


2 'l'HE SUNKEN PIRATE. The subscription Price of the FRANK READE LIBRARY by the year is $2.50: $1.25 per six months, post-paid. Address FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 34 and 36 North Moore Street. Box 2730. THE SUNKEN PIRATE; OR, fttank neade, Jr., in .Search of a Ttteasatte at the Bottom of the Sea. By "NONAME," Author of "Frank Reade, Jr., With His Air Ship in Asia," "Frank Reade, Jr., in the Far West,'' etc., etc. CHAPTER I. THE NEW INVENTION, "I HAVE just finished the grandest work of my life!" declared Frank Reade, Jr., the distinguished young inventor, as he sat in his office one June morning. "Abl" exclaimed a visitor who sat opposite him in a great chair." "I am glad to hear that, Mr. Reade. 'l'he News Grabber is bound to be at the front. Forty-eight pages and ten columns to a page. Best paper in the world, sir. Please to give me a description of Y,.OIIr new invention and yon shall have one full page with handsome illustra tions When Dick Boomer says that it.'s l.Jiz every time, you bet.'' No," !aid the inventor, reaching forward and putting a band upon the arm of the smart young pencil pusher. I don't want anything of the kind. I want you to represent things just as they are. Under stand?" The young reporter twitched his short mustache nervously, and re plied in a dreamy sort of wuy: When you see it in the News Grabber, sir, it's so." Ah, but with a coloring not wholly it's own and which J do not like," said F ank. Now I want you to promise not to make me ouc as an inventorial Samson, or my Bnbmarine boat as a world destroyer, wtth tongue of flume, and withering breath going about seeking what it may devour. Simply descibe it as an ordinary, everyday submarine boat. Do you see?'' Dick BooiLer bowed and then lit a cigarette. I am consumed with pleas:Ire at the honor you have accorded me of being the tirst to get a description of the new invention," he said. "Trust to my honor, sir, I'll never abuse your confidence!" "That settle!! it then!" said Frank, whh alacrity. "Come this wayl" The young inventor arose and followed by the New York reporter passed out into the yard of the great Reade shops, where all the fa mous inventions were made. The housetops of Readestown could be seen extending up tbe hill side beyond. Mauy generations of the Reade famtly bad made the town their home, and had given it its name. ll'rank Reade, Jr., led the way into a high-roofed building. It was situated upon the banks of a canal, which communicated with the river below, and that was navigable to the sea. Here was a vast tank of water, and in this tank ll.oaLed the new in-vention, the submarine boat. The Lance, It was named and truly; its rakieh hull and long ram woulq seem to warrant the name. The bull waa not unlike the model of a govsrnment cruiser, low :in the water. A guard rail ran aloug a wide and spacious deck. The cabin or main body of the craft rested above this deck, and was :long and cylindrical in form. Upon each side were windows atld doors -of hen vi est plate glass, protected by steel screens. Forward was a small pilot-house with a of tremendous . power. An uppet"deck there was with guard railing and two domes : rising from the cabin witb windows and little recesses in which one could and see the world outside. Two slender masts carried and served to steady the craft. : Such is the outward description of the Lance. Dick Boomer was at once enthusiastic over the submarine boaL. "The model is superb!" he declared. "You are certainly a great designer, Mr. Reade!" Frank was too modest to take note of this compliment. "Come inside," be said. "You must get the best Idea of the invention there." Certainly!" cried the reporter. "I am anxious to know how you lower and raise the boat!" "Upo11 much the same principle as that of any submarine boat,'' replied Frank. "When I want to go down I simply sink her. When I want to rise her air chambers are cleared of water by pneumatic prE>esure." They went aboard the submarine noat without further delay. Frank led the way into the cabin. '11bis was sumptuously furnished, and was a little palace in itself. Everything tllat culturetl taste aud art could desire was em bodied there. Then they passed thtough the after cabin with ite tier of small state-rooms, and entered the dynamo-room. Here was all the wonderftil electrical machinery which controlled the l.Joat, a11d !Jy means of which it could travel at a fast rate through the water. Then Frank took the young reporter into the air-chambers, wllich were employed in the sinking and raising of the craft. "This is all very clear, thougb most wonderful so far!" said Dick Boomer, "but will yon please explain how you manage to breathe while under the surface. Of course the bo11t is supposed to be water tight." "Certain[y," replied Frank. I think I can very quickly oo that.'' He opened a small door in a section of the hollow sllell like bulL A number of pipes horizontally placed were seen. ,If you will notice," Frank in explanation, these pipes all connect with a lank anu generator in th11 corner there. That gen erator holds sufficient condensed air to supply thi; boat for weeks under water. "Upou each side of the cabin, and injeed every living room on board tllere are small gratings at intervals with valves "As tbe good air is drawn from the generator through these valves a ventilator overhead draws it away in vitiated form and by under going a chemical exposure it is again purified, divested of its poison ous gases and used over again. There is not the slightest danger of the arrangement getting out of order, or of there ever being a lack of good atr in the l.Joat." W onderfull" cried Dick Boomer. It required some skill to put that arrangement all together." "Every mau to his trade!" replied Frank, with a smile. "Now, allow me to a bow yon something else." The young inventor opened another doJr which led into a small closet. Here hung against the wall were a number of curious looking bel mete and paraphernalia much like that t>f a diver. Diving suits!" said Dick Boomer, making au entry in his notebook. "Yes," replied Frank. What do you need those for!" "Need you ask so simple a question! To leave the boat while at the bottom of the sea." "Great Scott!" gasped Dick. "You don't mean to say that vou will dare go out of the boat while she is under water!" "Of course," But the terrible pressure--" "Ab, that might trouble us at too great a depth. But we should use caution." Of course. Are these like the regular diving suits!" "On the contrary, they are entirely ditferent," replied Frank. Please explain.'' You will notice thllt the wearer must carry upon his back a knap. sack. Well, that is really a small air generator, and keeps the diver alive for hours under water Moreover, the air is purer than that depended upon by 'the diver who has to have it pumped down to him through a pipe. Its circula tion is more regular also and certain.'' "Grand!" exclaimed Dick. "Here is another advantage .. Upon the helmet top you will see this small electric lamp. It is fe:l by a battery, and capable ot a very strong ligbt." By Jove! I would like to try a ramble at the bottom of the sea with one of those snits declared Dick. "Perhaps you will have the opportunity some time," said Fran I!:


,r 'l'HE SUNKEN FIRA'l'E. 3 Do you mean it!" cried the young reporter, with alacrity. "I muke no promises." That Is equivalent to hope. I thank you, Mr. Reade. But pray explain to me one thing more." Well?" How do you manage to leave the boat while it is under water without the water rusbiog in and overwhelming you!" Come this way?" Frank led the way forward. In going thitiler they through the galley where the cooking was done. This was neat and well ordered. Then Frunk opened a steel door which opened into a vestibule. An outer door led out upon the deck. There was a coil of pipe in the vestibule and a valve. Frank indi eated this and said : We will suppose onrselves at the bottom of the sea. This door Is open into the cai.Jin and tlle vestihole tilled wilh air. We have our diving suits on, and stepping 1nto the vestibule we close the door behind us. 'l'hen we turn tilis valve and the vestibule fills with water. By opening the outer door we can safely walk out into tile ocean.'' And to come back--" "Simply enter the vestibule, close the outer door and press this key. The water is in a few seconds pumped out of the vestibule. Then you may safely enter the cabin." Dick Boomer was busy for some moments with his note book. Then they passed out on deck. As they did so, loud voices were heard. Look out, <.tar, l'isil! Don' yo' step on mah toes. Dat ain't a fair bold." "Begorra, yez nee av spades, av I don't have me roigbts, howiver .am I goin' ter throw ye down?" "Huh! I reckon If dar was an umpire yer, yo'd have ter play fair!" Yez kin have wan if yez want. Luk our, thar, yez black monkey!" Two comical-looking characters were on the deck, engaged in a wrestling match. Each was tightly locked in tile other's embrace and was straining every nerve. One was a darky black as a coal and stumpy in frame; the other was an Irishman, w1tb a shock of red hair and a comical mug. Barney and Pomp!" exclaimed Dick Boomer. "'l'hey are your traveling companiol!s of whom I have heard so much, Mr. Reade?" "Yes," repliedthe yo11ng inventor, and the rascals are always up to some skylarking scrape or other. One Is constantly nagging the other. Yet they are the best of friends." "Ha, ha, ha, hal" laughed Dick; the darky has him foul." "Whurroo! tl!at's not right. Yez are pinyin' fair!'' shouted the Irishman. "Don' yo' be so soab, l'ish. Yo' don' know de tricks ob wrestlin'. Hi, dar! yer yoose gwine ter go!" Sure enough, Barney did go down like a flash. He was np again quick enough, but tha fall was fuirJy Pomp's. The Celt dashed in for acother bout, and it was hard to say how long the contest might have waged had not both at that moment chanced to see Frank Reade, Jr., and his companion. CHAPTER II. THE STORY OF THE SUNKEN TREASURE, TH"> effect was comical. Both instantly ceased their efforts and stood In a crestfallen attitude. Frank smiled ironically, and said: "Up to your old tricks, aren'L you?" "Shure, sor, the naygur begun it," exploded Barney. Don' yo' beliel.Je dat !'ish mncker!" cried Pomp. He ueber did tell de troof." Both of you need a reprimand," said Frank, sternly. But come here and allow me to introduce you to Mr. Dick Boomer." Botb came forward and shook bands with the reporter. This was meat f:>r genial Dick, who elicited many a witty remark or .comical joke from them. some conversation Frank said: Now, Barney and Pomp, I want you both to be ready and to have tbiugs shipshape on board the Lance to sail next All roight, sor," Barney, bowing low. "We'll do dat, sah," said Pomp. Then Frank and Dick Boomer went back to the office. Arrived tbera, a serious expression dwelt upon the young report er's face. "I will not ask for much more of your valuable time, Mr. Reade," he said, .. but will you tell me to what part of the world you intend to goT''. "Certainly," replied Frank; "I am going to explore the bed of the Caribbean Sen.'' "Wonderful!'' said Dick, with enthusiasm. "You will have a rare treat. There must be much of interest in those waters.'' "There is no doubt of that," replied Frark; "but I haye a particu lar mission." "Ah!" The young inventor opened a drawer in his desk and took out a weather-stained volume. He opened it and the pages were seen to be covered with coarse chirography. "It Is the log or the ship Ventura,'' he said. "Sbe plieJ in the W&st Indian trade in the latter part of the eightetlnth century. I will not attempt to read it to you in full, but simply this page." Frank turned the page over and til en read as follows: "To-day fouaht the Diablo the famous and dreaded pirate ship, commamled by Red Jose Our crew were much frightened when tile dreaded pirate gave us chase. It is lucky that we have guna. The pirate probably does not suspect tbnt fact, else he not venturll to attack us. I hope to punish the fiend, If my men Will only stand to their post. "EnterP-d at six hells. "ABEL BENTON, Captain." "Eight bells.-The Diablo is .. now off our quarter and has fired across our bow. We shall Jay to, and when near enough we shall give her a full broadside. "Later.We have fought the Diablo at short range, and she IS sin kin". Her cuptain, Jose Romero, is dead, and half her crew. F<>ur Or them are prisoners. One or the prisoners asserts that there are millions in gold abourd the craft, and beseeches us to try and save it. But it is too late. She bas taken ner tina! plunge. ... Made soundings and lind water full forty fathoms. No chance to ever recover treasure. Latitude 15 degrees, 2 minutes east, of Cepe Gracia a' Dios, longitude 3 degrees, 4 minutes, 15 seconds of Washington. ABEL BENl'ON, Captnm. Die!{ Boomer's face scarcely moved a during the reacting of the Then he drew a deep breath. "The.t was nearly a century ago,'' be said. Yes!" replied Frank. Do you think that you can locate the treasure?" "Why not!" or course you can with your submarine boat. By Jove! what an expeditiou!" He arose and crossed the room Then be advanced and pluciug his hands upon the table looked at Frr.nk keenly. 1 Mr. Reade, there is no earthly reason why yon should grant me a favor, and especially so large a one as I ask. Bot I am gomg to ask it the same." Well?" I know you will refuse it." Perhaps not.'' Well, will you take me with you on that submarine voyagef I will be your slave if you will.'' Frank was astonished. For a moment he hardly knew what to say. When be finally found words he answered: Why should l your request? I have refused a thousand!" There Is no reason," said Dick, hopelessly. "I Hup. pose I would be an incumbrance anyway. But just the same I would like to go.'' Frauk looked keenly at the young reporter. Truly, be told himself, there was no reasoR why be should take Dick Boomer aboard the Lance more than any of the other legion of applicants. But he bad become soddenly interested in the young reporter. He had at least the merit of orlgillltlity. Perhaps he would beco111e of service on the trip. The Impulse was upon Frank. But he did not at once commit himself. "I'll tell you what I'll do, friendBoomer,'' be said. "Wbat!" gasped the young reporter, eagerly. "I will take your case nuder advisement and I will let you know." I could not ask for more,'' replied Dick, joyfully. Oh, I hope you will never he sorry." "I hope not," said Frank, with a laugh. And thus tile interview ended. The news spread over the country that Fra:uk Jr., was going in quest of the sunken pirate, and to try and recover the treasure at the bottom of the sea. Barney and Pomp, who had traveled with their master in many lands, were overjoJed. Nothing suited them better than wild adventure!!, and the present projected seemed to promise enough of that. Those were busy days in Readestown, preparing for the start. Great crowds of sightseers applied at the gate of the shops, and wanted to examine the submarine boat. But Frank was obt;ged to re!nse them ail. The cays passed quickly enough. At length Wednesday came, the day before the start. Frank was very busy in the shops, when a curd was brought him. In hla haste he merely glanced at it, and said: Tell the gentleman, Barney, that I cnnnot see him. : I am too busy." If yez plaze, sor," said Barney, "he say a that ye must see him." Frank glanced again at the card. The peculiarity of the name at tracted him. "Senor Jose Romero, "Belize, British Honduras." Why, that is queer," muttered Frank. is the name of the former pirate captain of the Diablo!" For an instant occurred to Frank that possibly the pirate himself bad come in person to protest against the undertaking. But this was, of course, absurd, for Red Romero had been dead for nigh a century, and his ship sunk for tbat length of time. Yet he was curiously impressed. "It is queer," be muttered. "I think I'll see the fellow." So he dropped his tools and went at once into the office.


'l'HE SUNKEN PIRATE. As he entered a man rose from a chair by the door. IIis appear ance was most striking. He was tall and marvelously well built, with powerful chest, dark type or features and long, black beard. He wore the Span1sh costume, and did not nddre$s Frank io En glish. Fortunately the young inventor was well familiar with Span ish. Senor Rende, I am the captain or the scnooner Manola," said the Spaniard in his smooth way. I am also a descendant of the pirate, Jose Romero, the Red." "AI!." said Frack, deeply impressed. I am glad to meet you, senor." But the other's reciprocation or this greeting was not warm. I read in the papers that you intend to visit the wreck or the Diablo and recover the treasure." "Yes," replied Frank, "that is my intention." You must uot do that." "What?" "You have no right, senor. That gold belongs to me. I am the lawful heir of my grandfather Romero the Red." The young inventor was so astonished that he hardly knew what to say. "The deuce you say!" he exclaimed. "Yo11 have no more right to that gold than I ha \"e, senor." The other's eyes blf:zed. "It is mine!" he hissed. "You must not touch it!" But you could not recover it," said Frank. Si, ser:or, I have divers who are ready to go down. I warn you that I shall defend my own. The gold IS miue. ' Frank was silent a moment. He was not a little angry at the cool assurance or the fellow. He assumed much dignity, and replied: "I do not recognize your right. I warn you not to interfere with me or it will be the worse for you. Have you anything else to say?" "Yes," replied U.1e Spaniard, angrily. "I am the heir to the fortune, and you shall not wrest it !rom me." "Pshaw! it was not even the property of Romero the Red. He stole it." "Hal do not traduce my ancestor. He gained It by lawful strife. But enougll. You shall see me again, 1f you do not desist in your purpose!" With a profound bow, Senor Jose Romero left the office. For some time after his departure, Frank was hardly able to collect liis scattered senses. "Upon my word!" he muttered, "that fellow is n victim or the queerest philosophy I ever heard of. Pethaps he really means. to make us trouble. I cannot see how he can do it though." Then Frank went back to work. The submarine was now r.ll thoroughly fitted out. There remained nothing to ue done but to get aboard and sail out or the canal into the river. Satisfied of this, Frank at once went down to the telegraph office and sent the following dispatch: "To RICHARD BOOMER, Otfice or the News Grabber, "New York City. "Come by first train. Must be ready to start T1mrsday sure. Will be glad to see you. FRANK READE, JR." Thursday came, and the morning train brought the young rep.Jrter from New York. He was all enthusiasm and excitement. "Yo11 don't know bow overjoyed 1 was to get your call!" he said. "Be assured, Mr. Reade, I will try and see that you are not sorry." The party now went aboard the Ls.nce. At exactly eleven o'clock the gates were opened into the canal. Frank Reade, Jr., started the electric machinery nod she glided out of the tank. Out into the canal and down between cheering crowds she went. Soon she was in the river and later the city of Readestown faded from view. The Lance had begun her thrilling and most eventful journey. CHAPTER III. A DIVING l'OUR. LET us now transfer the reader to the isle.-stuuded waters of the Caribbean Sea. The submarine boat had made a rapid and successful trip, nnat tended by any event of thrilling sort. The party were all in high spirits, and when one day Frank an nounced that they were in the Golf or HondnraH all felt like givinl!: a little cheer. A day's rapid sail now would b ring them to the spot where the sunken pirate was to be looked for. Frank bad called to remembrance many times his aJCcitmg inter view with the Spaniard Jose Romero. Did the Spaniard really mean to carry out his threat! Would be really prevent them from rescuing the treasure! Frank smiled grimly. He had not the sllghl.est idea llf abandoning his purpose. Certainly no such idle threat should deter him. Dick Boomer was 10 high spirits and entranced with life on board the Laure. If I could have my desire," be said, "I would ask for no greater realization ot Heaven than to always live aboard this !}oat." Everybody laughed at this, but :was in _ea:nest. Barney and Pomp were the same JOVIal, rolhckmg sca11_1ps ns 'l'hHy were prompt iu their duties aud 1u LDe1r respective positions, bot as full ot deviltry und practiCal JOkes as a nut 1s ot wholesome meat. \_ Across the Bay of Honduras the Lance sped. . y Tbus far Fran! lind made no etlort lo do any snbmnrme explormg B:It Just before sighting Cape Grncios a' Dios Dick Boomer pointeu to a coral reef, and cried: .. I am dying with curiosity to see how the ocean looks under a reet like that!'' "Are yon?" said Frank. "Very well; we will try it." "Doyo11 mean it?" "Yes.'' GJod!" cried Dick, with delight. All scampered into the cabin. Ftnnk followed, and touched un electric button, which caused aft the doors in the boat to close herrneUcally. 'l'hen b8 opened tile pneumatic valvH, and the water rushed into the chamber, compressing the air into a beyond .which was recorde1 on a dial the exact quantity of water 10 the chamuer. Instantly the Lance sank. Down she settled quickly until she gently the Tben Frank touched another button, and all the shutters before the plate glass windows fell back. A tlood or electric light illl!mined the ocean de!>ths about. It was n marvelous and magical sceue which lay before the gnze or the voyagers. They were resting upon a bank or white sand as pure and clean as could be imagined. In the san:! were shells or rare shape and beautiful hues. Coral reefs and formations hemmed the spot in. Anduow from cavernous depths aud recesses, all manner or curi ous fish swam forth. Tiley were of all sizes and shapes. Dick Boomer was deeply impressed with the scene. He could not help many exciled exclamations. By Jove! it I w;1s to write a hundred columns I never could do justice to this!" he cried. "Begorra, wud vez lak at that queer fish!" cried Barney. "Phwat lver wud yez be ufther callin' it!" 'l'his was hurd to say. The !ish in question was a cross between a sculpin and a sunfish, though of immense size. It swam straight up to the submarine boat ancl seemed disposed t() swim right in but the heavy plate glass prevented. I can hardly realize that we are under water," said DICk. Indeer!, it seems as if we could easily walk out there among the co rat trees.'' And so indeed we can," replied Frank ReadP., Jr.; but we will need air to breathe just the same!'' Dick Boomer turned with a JOyful cry. What is that! Do you really mean that we can put on the div ing suits!" "We will try them if you wish," sald l!'rank. Dick was overjoyed. He could hardly restrain his jubilant feelings. Barney und Pomp looked euvioul! and seeing this Fraul' said: One must stay nud guard the boat. 1 think you had better c.i() that, Pomp." Wborroo!" cried Barney, jubilantly. Shure, it's a toine toime we'll bnve." Pomp was somewhat dejected, bot be was too sensible to long yield to it. The diving suits were oro11ght out. Dick Boomer was assisted into his and the generator set to work. The young reporter was in high spi)its. Then Barney and Frank donned tile suits and all was announced in readiness. Pomp had been carefully instructed to look after matters nboaru the La1:ce. Also be wna to work the search-light, and in answer to sle:nnls given by Frank, keep the party in view as long as possible. -Then the submarine explorers entered the vestibule. 'l'hey closed the d

l THE SUNKEN PIRATE. 5 ried on only with the greatest of difficulty. This was done by placing the helmets together and shouting very loud. The tbree divers wandered on deeper aud deeper among the coral forest. Then the first mishap occurred. As it happened Barney was the victim. The Celt had been closely examining a formation of r he reel, when suddenly !rom the black waters above a huge body descenJed upon \ Barney had just time to-' see slimy, snnkelike coils envelop him, and feel a pressure like that of a boa-constrictor. Both DI<'.k and Frank Reade, Jr., saw the thrilling danger of the Celt at that moment. It seemed as if the veritable type of n sea serpent had Barney in its follaced his heinie close to Dick's and shouted: "I lear that is the end ot' i.Jim.'' Don't say that. Is ti.Jere no way we can rescue him?" Frank, lly way or reply, unwound from about his waist a rope of flexible steel wue and which he had desi!.rned for use under water. He matle a noose and passed it 'Under his arms. Then again he spoke through his helmet: I will go down there. Just lower me carefully, will you?" Dick Boomer, of course, would not refuse. He took the other end of the rope and braced his heels in the .coral formation of the plateau. Frank slid over the edgl', and Dick began to pay out on the rope. Down into the depths the young inventor slid. As he went down, his electric helmet lamp illumined the place. He saw that the whole plateau was but a hollow shell, and tllat the bottom of the ocean was far below, He waR trymg to pierce the gloom below, hoping to get a sight or Barney, when a thrilling thing occurred. The rope sUpped, he felt it give way above and he fell. Down he went the swelling waters. He struclt a hard surface, rolled over and over, and was for a mo ment stunned. Wheu he recovered and attempted to rise a star of light shone bufore his eyes. It was the lamp in Dick Boomer's helmet. The trut!J. was that as the young reporter was bracing in the coral formation above to hold Frank's weight, a section or it gave way. The result was that he was whisked from feet hke a puppet and want down after Frank into the depths. Neither was burt, though they were a trilla stunned and confused. They regained theit-feet as as possible aml.facedeach other. Then they looked about. But beyond the radius of the helmet lights all was inky blaclwess. "Well!" shouted Frank as soon as he recovered. Where are we, Dick?" "Mercy knows!" replied the young reporter. "I don't." "It looks as If we were 10 a rather tight place to get out of!'' "Yes, maybe the center of earth. But where is Barney?" Tbe question was answered in that moment. A star of light ap peared through the gloom and then the outlines of tile CeJts form were seen. At sight of his companions he came up eagerly. Placing his helmet close to both of the otbers, Barney shouted: "Pllwere th!l divil are we!'' "Heavens!" cried Frank. "Did you fall into this placer "Shure an' I did!" "We thought you were killed.'' Divil a bit, though I thought me ind had cum fer Howiver did yez git here?'' We fell also." "Murtherf we're kilt intoirely, thin." How is that?" Shure there's divil a chance to git out av this hole.'' "Why?" "Begorra, there's a wall all the way around it. We're in some koind av a pit at the bottom av the say, I take it!" It needed no further explanation ur research to satisfy Frank Reade, Jr., that this was so. They had fallen into one of the many coral cells which honeycombed the reef. Walls, perhaps half a hundred feet thick, were upon all sides. Certainly the situation looked like a desperate one. What was to be done! To attempt to return the way they had come was out of the ques tion. It was full fifty feet or more to the aperture above, and no way of getting up Tbe three divers stood for some moments in a dazed state. Frank Reade, Jr., was the first to recover. The young inventor was never the one to surrender to circumstan1 cas Sl) long as resistance could be made. Ever fertile in expedients be was disposed to try them. WHAT did It mean? "Have yon been all arount.l the chamber!" he asked of Barney. Why did not tile Celt appear! Had harm come to him! Why was "Sure, sor, I have!" he miss1g! And you can find no outlet?"


6 THE SUNKEN PIRATE. Divil a bit!" "Great heavens!" groaned Dick. We are entombed alive!" "No!" said Frank, resolutely. We must get ont of !Jerel'' "But bowt" "IC we can do no better, we must tunnel our way out." Before you could do tllat our oxygen generators would run out of chemicals!" This was an awful reflection. But yet Frank would not yield. We will try!" he said, resolutely. "'fbis coral will cut easily and you have goo1l sharp axes!'' First, however, Frank was bound to confirm the truth or Barney's declal ation. He made a thorou""h and careful examination or the walls of the coral cells. It was ;everul hundred square feet iu area, and tile walls upon all sides had not even a crack in them. The question now was, where to begin work. Of course it would be proper to begin where the wall was the thinnest. But this it was not eosy to tell. Had it been in the open air, this could have been done by rapping and trusting to the ear. But under water this WllS wholly out of the question. So Frank went to work at random. He selected what he beheveEI was the most favorable spot. Then wort was begun. Frank and Barney wielded t!ie axes, and Dick cleared away the debris. Working water is not as expeditious work as working in the air. The water offers vastly more resistance to the swing or the axes. Aooain, the three divers had to take the most extreme of care that b:rm was noL done their suits. A !lying bit of coral, or a falliug section might puncture the rub ber and let. the water in. This would be death. But just the same Lhey made wonderful progress. In a very sl:ort space of time they bad d to overcome the search-light's glare. But as he did so the light was for a moment obscured by a shadow. Then all three divers beheld what was to them a most startling and awful stgbt. They saw the Lance plainly enough, but the submarine boat was. in the folds or a number of mighty snakelike arms. Tfiese were com pletely wound about its hull. They were the tentacles or a giant octopus, large and powerful enough to have dragged a ship to the QJ sea. The monster had evidently crawleti from 1ts la1r near and h1t upon the Lance as lawful and toothsome prey. OHAP'l'ER V. THE ISLAND, THE sight of the Lancl' in the clutches or the octopus was certainly a as well as terrifying one. Frank and Dick and Barney stood appalled gazmg at t:he spectacle. It seemed them for a u.oment as iC the subuianne bo!lt was doomed. The octopus was certainly powerful enough to have dragged tbe boat a r.onsiderable distance. BuL though h1s powerful. tentacles mi.,.ht st;ain they could not break Lbe shell of thA boat. Frank felt' sure of this, Cor be knew that it was made of the best steel and would not readily yield. But, upon the other hand, what must be the aensations of Pomp in the inte1ior of the Lance, anu how would Lhe d1vers be able to ger. aboard again? . d1 h t To approach the octopus mignt be to tempt il1m to reeL IS a tacks upon them. 'l'his woul(l oe serious. . And there was no telling how long tlle octopus w::mld mamtam his hold upon ti.Je craft. '.CO wait for biro to abandon it wonld be fatal, most likely, for the chemicald in the generators were failmg Cast. The position of our submarine voyagers, therefore, can be readily seen Lo be of a most despernte sort. What was to be done! But at tbi!l moment Pomp was seen at one; or the windows signaling them. 'l'he darky was in great distress. Frank signaled him 111 rt:turu to have courage, and try to shake oll the by lifting the boat. Pomp obeyed this injunction. But the wetght or the monster was so great that it anchored the Lance. . 'l'he electric enuiues were p.>werful to ratse tt. Truly the sea u';'ouster had the best of the situation. Matters were aettln,. desperate. Something must be done at once. Anu"in this dilemma an idea. for getting auoar,l the Lance struck Frank. He hastily motioned the otbers to follow him. The bead of the octopus was upon the other side or the submarine boat. 'l'he three divers were concealeu from the monster's cut-like eyes by the bull of the boat. Of course, there was a vast risk in so, but Frank that be could creep up and gain the vestii.Jule without dtscover ed by the octopus. The attempt was made. Like phantoms tbe divers glided up to .the bull of the boat. '!'hey were near enough to touch one of the mtghty tentacles wh1cu would have crushed them like Over the.rall they crawled and reached the door of the vestibule. The trick was done. Thev were saf>1 Into the vestibule they crept. The door was closed and Frank turned the pump valve. Barney was already gasping Cor breath. Bu_t in a few moments the water was pumped out and be bad plenty of atr. The three dtvers beunded into the cabin and drew long breaths. It was like coming back from the tomll and bad good reason for feeling indeed overjoyed. "Golly Co' glory, Marse Frank, l'se done glad yo's come!'' ?ried Pomp, w1!tily. "Dis chHe aone fo't dat de boat was gwine to p1eces Co' su11h!" Wull, we're glad to get back, Pomp!" cried Frank. "We have been at deatb's door." Barney briefly related their experiences. Pomp listened with won-derment. But Frank had already gone into the dynamo room. He was well aware or the fact that eometlling must be done at once to get rid of the octopus. He was not long in formulating a plan. He produced along wire, carefully insulated with rubber. To the metal end of this be attached parallel wires and two metal discs. Then be attached. the other end or tile wire to the dynamos. He turned these on full force. Then be donned his helmet, and carrying the wire with him, passed it through a small valve into the vestibule. -Thence he emerged cautiously upon deck. He pushed the wire and metal discs toward the octopus' head along tbe hull of boat. It was a ticklish task, for tllere was danger or getting into the clutch of a writhing tentacle. But nothing of the kind happened. The discs suddenly rested full against the body of the monster. Frank madesure that tile discs bad equal pressure, and that the water would not conduct the current away. Then he pressed the lit tle key which he bel

'l'HE SUNKEN PIRATE. Up to the surface shot the Lance. The next moment it was in the upper air. But darkness was all about. They bad IJeen under the surface eight hours, a.nd some tllrilling events had transpired during that t1me. All were more or less exhausted, nod Frank allowed the boat to lay to that night. Pomp served up as fine a repast as 4is culinary skill would allow, and all partook heartily. "Another day!" cried Frank Reade, Jr., "and we shall locate the sunken '' Good!" cried Dick Boomer, joyfully. "I shall welcome the hour:" But we may have worse experiences than those we have just passed through,'' declared Frank. "How so!" "If that raaca!, Jose Romero, carries out his threat, we may have to fight a gang of latler-day pirates to get the treasure.'' All the better!'' cried Dick. "How that will write up for the News Grabber!" All were in good spirits after the supper was partaken of. Barney I.Jrougllt out his fiddle and Pomp bis banjo, and tll11y in dulged iu a general JOlliticatiou. All slept so und that night. The next day the Lanctl was once more gliding on her way to\\'ard the spot where was tile sunken piro.te. Several sails were sighted on the horizon, but none of these to Frank Reade, Jr., bore the appearance of I.Jelongiog to tile acl:.ooner of Josa Romero. Frank had no doubt but tbat the Spaniard was in earnest, and would endeavor to prevent bim from recovering tile treasure. There would surely be a collision. Not that he feared tile result of such a continger:cy; on the coutrary, be felt confident of worsting the Spaniard. But yet he would rather not come in collision with him at all. Hop in"' this would be the case, Frank dismissed tile 8Ubject. Frank followed tile instructions of the Jog book m regard to Jr.ti tude exactly. And late in the afternoon the submarine boat made the exact lnt itude nod longitude given. To Frank's surprise a small island was in view not half a mile from the spot. This bad not I.Jeen mentioned in tile Jog. "That is queer!'' he muttered. '"1 wander what it means? Have maue a mistake in our rP.ckoning?" To make sure he weut over it again. But there was no mistake. This was certainly the spot. All were on deck aud much excited now that <.ritical moment bad arrived. It certainly would not take long to ascertain whether there was any sunken ship here or not. Frank had brought the Lance to a stop and was about to propose a descent when Dick Boomer pointed to the island. "LooK!'' be cried. : A sail!" This was true. Just over a a mal! headland the white expanse or a ship's topsail was seen. Frank's curiosity was at once aroused. Was the ialantllnhabitetl! He hardly b!llieved It. 'l'he sail might belong to tt.e Mnnola, the craft of Jose Romero. The young inventor was half tempted to go over and ascertain. In deed, he was resolved to do this, but first thougl.!t he would descend and make sure of the location of the sunken pirate. So Frank shouted: All In the cal.!in! Barney and Pomp look out for the vestibule doors!" Quickly all darted into the cabin. Frank pressed the lever and the Lance began to sink. But even as she was just dlsappearmg under the waves a startling thing happened. There was a sudden upheaval of the sea, a terrible roar, and the Lance rose upon a mountainous wave, and came within au a:le of be ing turned bottom upward. The sea about toased and churned into pyramids of water twenty feet high. But as quickly as it had come, the commotion ceased, Frank had, with rare ptesence of mind, closed the air-chamber The Lance floated upon the foamcreeted waves. What did it mean? Barney and Pomp and Dick all ran into the pilot-bouse. "Golly, Marse Frank!" gasped Pomp, "whatebber was dat flog?'' "Bejabers, wuz it an airtbquake?'' exploded Barney. "Mercy on us!" cried Dick Boomer. "I til ought we had been blown up!" Frank Reade, Jr.'s quick intuition h!.d told him tile truth. "And eo we have,'' he said, rigidly. stay by this lever.'' He sprung to the door lending out upon tile upper ke!'' I do not know," replied Frank. Tile boat may bave to go back to Readestown.'' 'l'he chagrin apd disappointment of all showeq in their faces. "Then we must lose the treasure!" cried Dick in grel\t heat. "Con found tbat meddlesome Spaniard. We ought to give him a taste of Yankee justice!" All eyes were turned angrily toward the approaching sail. We will hope for the beat!" said Frank, "perhaps I can repair the damage !Jere. But it wi!l take several days." "And in the meantime those rascals will be trying to raise tile treasure tuemselvesl'' "I suppose so!" I wonder if they have located the wreckr' "We do not knowl" "Begorra, Misther Frankl'' cried Barney. "Av' yez sarved tbim roight yez wud lllow thim up fer what they've done." "Perbaps I will!" said Frank, coolly. The schooner was every moment drawing nearer. Frank was not disposed to heat a retreat. It could be seen that the craft carried several and her rail was lined with armed men. As she drew wltbin hailing distance a man in the shroud s shouted: Boat ahoy!'' The bail was in Spanish, but Frank answered promptly: "Ahoy the ship!" "What are you doing here?" came back the insolent query. Frank was angered. "Wbat business is tbat of yours?" he retorted. II you have come to dive lor the gold of Jose Romero, then we warn you, on peril of your life, to Frank mounted tile llil!:h deck of the Lance, and made reply: I demand to know if it was you wbo so cowardly set that torpedo which came near blowing us up!'' The reply came back: "We will blow you int:> ete.rnity 1f you do not leave these parts.'' "I will never leave until! have the sunken gold!" cried Frank, defiantly. "And you cannot prevent my' getting it.'' Curses loud and savage came froll) the schooner. Frank the crew of the craft ruab to quarters, pnd foreseeing the peril, he sprang into the pilot-hou&e ond ran the Lance across tile schooner's bows. He was now out of range of tile I.Jroadside, and not a moment too SQOn. The villainous Spaniards would have fired upon the Lance in another moment. As it was, they began unlimbering a swivel. This was quickly brought t o bear, but Fraok had put the lithe Lance to her best speed and was already nearly out of danger. Boom! the gun spoke and tile ah01. passed within a lew feet of tile Lance. But though a nun Jber of shots were fired, no harm was done. The Lance easily ran out of range. The Spaniards were discom fited. Frank was chafing like a restless tiger. "Ah!'' he muttered, "how foolish I was not to have mounted the electric gun I bave at home. upon the Lance." Arrah, an' tbat'!' tl:rue, sort" cried Burney. "Shure moighty little chance wud they shtand agio that!'' "Humph! I couh1 blow them out of the water!" averred Frank. "Gully, dat am so!'' said Pomp. "It's too drefful bad!" ' What will you do, Frank?" asked Dicl\, "The !Jest we cau do is to try and repair the Lance as quickly as


8 'l'HE SUNKEN PIRA.'l'E. possible," said Frank; "then we can just go down there to the wreck J They hn.t.lno idea of turning back. Both were all tile more eager and carry it off Ill spite of them." to get a view of the Spanish camp. "Right!" cried Dick. "Let us lose no time. In wtnt way can I And they were sooo rewarded. Turning an angle in wall llelp you?'' they carne in view of a high sloping tract Gf land extendwg down to "Not in any way just now!" said Frank, "hut darkness is at hand. the waters of a little bay. We cannot do anything until another day!" He1e were several huge bonl)res :nght!y burning, and in their The schooner soon .gave up the chase after the tle&t Lance. light a collection of rough hlls were to be seen. Then darkness rapidly shut down over the sea. Jn the waters of tbe !Jay rode at anchor the schooner A Frank brought the Lance about for a new course around the coral hu"'e raft Jay upon the sands of tlle bench. island. He did not fear the schooner. An sed before the lights of tbe Spanish camp showed. Then as tbey were silently gliding along by tbe race of a cliff Dick clutched Frank's arm. What's the matter!'' asked the young inventor In a stnrlled whisper. "Do you see a shadowy form just ahead!'' Franlt did see it? Through the darkness and near to the water line a tall dark form wns advancing. Both scouts crouched close under tbe cliff. In a few moments the tread of the person advancing could be plainly beard. And now our adventurers saw what they bad not seen be fore. There were a legion other forms in the rear of this one. A band of armed men were quickly opposite their position. The beach trembled with their tread and the rattle of cutlasses could be plainly henrd. It is Romero's gang!" whispered Dick. Where can they be "No donbt they are looking for the Lance, fearful that we may come ashore and attack them unawares!" said Frank. Against such otlds?" Why not? Is there any other good reason for their pntrolinoo the bench?" Diet;: was bound to admit that there was none. The shadow y band passed, not a word bemg spoken by any of them. When they were well out or sight and heariD"' the two scouts emerged from their hilling-place. '?' CHAPTER VII. CAPTURED BY THE FOE. "Husn!" whispered Dick, sibilantly. ''Do yon see a dark form crouching just there to your right?" Fran!;: turned h1s, head. There just in the verge of a clump of brush sure enough there was a crouching form. Dicl;:'s discovery had been none too soon. For a mo111ent Frank Reade, Jr., was undecided how to act. He had no doubt but that the unknown hail discovered them, and that their presence on the isle was known. Such a realization could not help bot give him a chill of alarm and dread. What should he do? There waa but a moment of time in which to act. All depended upon -quick action. A shrill, sibilant w1Jistl11 suddenly upon the night air. lL wus answered from the camp. Men were seen gliding d<>wn to tbe shore. Frank was sure that they were discovered. "D)ck, we're in for it," he whispered. "Keep close by me.'' "All rigbt! Lead the way!" Frank was about to do this when a thrilling incident happened. A harsh voice came out of the gloom: Muke a move and you are deacl :nen! Who are you?" Frank was lor a moment in a quandary. Then be replied: "A couple of the gang!" The query bad heen in Spanish, and his reply was in the same ian gunge. This bad half disarmed the challenger. If you are of the gang, advance and give the brotherhood grip.'' This was a poaer. or course Frank could not nor would not do this. It would be equivalent to surrender. So he clucched Dick's arm. ".Come, we must make a break. Go for yonder high ground." L1ke rockets the t.wo shot forward. The result was most exciting and nigh disastrous for them. Pistol shots rang out and bullets whistled about them. Loud curses and the trnmpl\ng or feet io pursuit followed. The two fugitives ran like greyhounds for the hi"'h land. This was back of tbe settlement, and beyond it was a forest and the interior or the island. The forest would 11t least afford protection, .as Frank well knew. Then they could trust to darkness and "'OOd fortune to reach the point where they had left tile rubber boat."' On they ran like deer. T!Je pursuers were for a time quite close in the rear But the two fugitives tinnily outstripped them. Deep in he forest, and finally safe from immediate danp:er they paused to rest. Frack knew that no time was to be -lost in reaching their boat and returning to the Lance. 11 they did not, at tbe earliest possible moment the Spaniards would have the coast lined with guards, To be captured by Romero's men would indeed be a serious thioo. And Fran!;: brnl no intentipn or desire of allowing such a thing "'to happen. He chose the course which he believed would lead them to boat, and str;:ode forward rapidly. But it seemed an interminable way across the isle. Whew!_" exclaimed Dick Boomer, finally. "Where are we Fraukt I should tlunk we had walked forty miles.'' "It must be a tremendous distance across this island,'' said Frank. I we should see the wuter before this." The truth :wns, in the ?ark ness they had been really walking about m a .mcle Without gammg anythmg at all on their journey. A sus-


THE SUNKEN PIR.A. TE. picion or this had begun to cross Frank's mind when a thing I rnis was a sudden vivid lightning flash and a tremendous clap of Then a doll soughing wind came wailing through the trees. A J storm was coming up lor a certain fact. "Great heavens!" exclaimed Dick; are we to be cauatn out in that, Frank?" .., "A storm!" gasped the young inventor. "I fear Barney and pomp will be driven to sea, even if harm is not done the Lance." Will not boat stand a storm?" "I fear not such as we have in these latitudes. The wind blowa so bard that it will almost blow a sailing craft out of the water. The Lance was not made to weather a rough storm." But did you not expect to encounter such in this part of the world!'' Oh, certainly, but my plan is to descend to a depth beyond the reach of mach motion until it is over." "Ah, I see!" The Lance is a very delicate :bit or work. She is pliable and stanch, but of course not heavy enough lor hurricanes." "Tllen we must get back to the Lance at ouce!" cried Dick, reso. tutely. "Are you good for it, Frankf" "I am. We should now be not far from the coast.'' Let us hope so." So the two explorers dashed on. But every moment the wind grew in force, tbe tllunller crasbed and the ligl!tumg !lushe\1. Then the tornado broke. Over the island it swept like a lixring fury. Trees were uprooted, the uir was filled with tlymg debris and a literal pandemonium en. aued. The water was driven in a deluge through the air. Few who have not witnessed such can truly conceive the fearful force of a West In dian storm. Frank and Dick werll fortunate enough to reach tbe shelter of a iarge rock, else the result might have been quite serious for them. For fully an hour the storm raged, but the rAin !ell in torrents after ward, and it was daylight before they dared to emerge from tlleir concealment. Then the situation in which they found themselves looked indeed l!erious. In daylight they were apt to be spotted by the Spaniards if they ventured out of tbe forest. Mureover, it was ml.'rally certain that the wretches would search the island most thoroughly for them. In that event capture would be almost certain. In dismay they looked at each other. It's a bad fix, Frank," said Di::k. "It's all up with us if they catch us." "They shall never do that!" declared Frank, resolutely. "Our only hope is in finding Lance yet at her moorings." "I don't believe abe could help being blown to 6ea!" declared Dick. Frank Silt his lips grimly. We will lind out," he muttered. It was no easy matter in dayligllt to thread the forest. In a very short time the labyrinth was left behmd, and they emerged upon high lund overlooking the sea. Below was the beacb. They were about a mile southward of their landing place. Frank at once Jed the wav in that direction. After a time they came out upon a headland, from whence the spot where tlle Lance had been left could be seen. Breathless with apprehen9ion, the two fugitives searched the wide expanse with their l{eenest gaze. But the submarine boat was nowhere to be seen. lt was gone. Doubt. less the storm bad blown It far out to sea. A. groan escaped Frank Reade, Jr.'s white lips. "My God!" he gasped. "I fear that is the end of the Lance. Dick, we are in a hard scrape now!" What was to be doneT There was plainly but one resort. 'I'his was to remain 011 the isle in hiding until the Lance should return, provided it had weuthPred the storm. Barney and Pomp were good sailors, and Frank had no doubt !Jut that they would lind their way back to the iole. The two fu2:illtes had been standing in an exposed position on the They had been so absorbed in the quest for the Lacce that they were for a moment quite obliviOus of surroundings. 'I'hey were brought back to a realization of their true position by a distant about. Instantly both turned. An appalling sight met their gaze. Upon all sides but -that <'f the ocean they were hemmed in by armed men. Tb.,y were corning up and down tlle sllore, and even out of the forest in their rear. The Spamards determined m their had formed a line acrosa the islanj, ,v.nd had kept straight across thi'Ough and over all oh atacles. The two fugitives were certainly ruq down .' Tbere was but one avenue of pscape and that was t.he boat. But the little cockleshell of a boat could not hope to live in the high sea outstde. It woul

10 THE SUNKEN PIRATE. It is needless to say that Barney lost no time in holding the Lance over to the new course. All speed was put on. Yet they could not hope to reach the island bE>rore dark. Barney lashed tbe wheel, and then went below with Pomp. Begorra, naygur, I'd loil\e to know pbwat ails the machinery av the air-cbamberl" be cried. Shure av we only knew llow to repair it we cod have it all right fer Misther Frank wbin be comes aboard aO'in." 0 Golly! dot would jes' be a big scheme!" agreed Pomp, "but bow ebber kin yo' do dat, chile?" Bejabers, I'll tbry it anyway I'' Barney had worked around the machine shops in Readestown long enough to have become quite a machinist himself. Therefore !Je went about his project with something like a correct idea or what was needed. He went below into the hold and carefully examined all the valves and tubes connected with the pr:eumatic cbamuers. And there he discovered tlle cause or all the trouble. To his sur prise be round that it could be remedied in a very simple manner. One of the pneumallc tulles had lleen crushed by the shock or tile torpedo explosion, the partition having yielded enough to jam it into a solid timber. This IJad shut off the pressure and prevented the machinery from working. The remedy was simply to repair the break in tbe tube, an1 there was no doubt but that the air chamber would be easily relieved. Wburroo!" cried Barney. "Shure I'll soon foix the tblng. Mia ther Frank will be deloighted to foind it all roigbt agio!" "Golly! l'se done glad ob datl" cried Pomp, joyfully. Barney scraped up all the tools be could find and went tO"work with Pomp's able assistance. The tube was straightened, tbe joint successfully made, and some solder quickly touched up the leak. Then Barney went into the en gine-room and pressed the pnenmatic lever. It responded faithfully to his touch and the boat aank. It rose again as Barney pressed other lever. The Lance was all right again. Surely this was a matter or congratulation. Barney could not push the Lance ahead now fast enough. But darkness shut down and still the island did not come into VIeW. An hour later, however, Pomp, who was bow watch, cried: "Hi dar chile. A light altead!" Barney tum bled out of the pilot bouse. "Be jabers, yez don't mean it?" be cried. "Shure I kin see it mesilfl'' Ahead upon tbe horizon was a glimmering star of light. There was no donut but that it came from the islaud. A short while later other lights were seen. 'l'hey were bonfires at Spanish settlement. Barney stood around the end of the island and ran the submarine boat quite near the spore. When opposite the spot where Frank and Dick bad landed, Barney swept tile shore with the search-light. The result was astounding. Instead or seeing his friends, the Celt saw a number or armed men. A crash or fire-arms brolie upon the air, and bullets came whistling out over the water. It was a close escape for Bamey. One of the bullets even grazed his cheek. He beat a retreat into the pilot-house. "Begorra, it's all up wid MistiJer Frank and Dick,'' be wailed. "Shure the Spaniards have thim, I'm sure!" "Massy sakes!" gasped Pomp. "Don' yo' go !o' to say sich a fing as l111t, chile. I won' beliebe a wo'd ob it." Barney sent tlle Lance out of range. Then with the search-light be began t'> study the situation. H Frank and Dick were not prisoners, wtiere were they? Had they remained on the island all this lapse of time? '!'his was the question which occurred full force to BarnPy. There was no easy answer at band. It was possible tb11t they ware yet in biding on tile isle. If so, then they would see the lilrhts of the Lance and know that it had returned. At least Barney could do no better than to wait for sometbicg to turn up. He was resoJved to thoroughly search the shore. So be sent the Lance along toward the settlement, using the search light all the while. This revealed many startling things. Guards were stationed along the shore at intervals. As the Jlasblight shone upon them, they w'ould level their guns and lire. The Lance was not out of range, but the bqllets did no harm. It was a matter of deepest concern to Barney and Pomp where Frank and Dick were. Barney could hardly' restrain himself from going ashore. He chafed li:te a cuge\l tiger. It occurred to him that they might have been killed by the Span iards, or perhaps that they might ue prisoners. The uncertail!ty and the suspense Barney were terrible. Bejabers, phwat ought we to do, naygur?" he asked or Pomp. "On me worrud, I have a moind to attack t.him rapscallions single handed?'' Don' yo' be so foolish as dat," remonstrated Pomp, cautiously. "Dat would be a berry foolisllling to do." "I suppose it would," agreed Barney, reluctantly. "Hip, boorayt Luk out there!" . The latter exclamation was caused by a .starthng was a loud I.JOom or cannon, anti a solid sbot went bummmg over the Lance. The schooner was within ranae, and bad opened fire upon them. "Shut oft' the current, cried Barney. "Shure, we'U sooD aphile that thrick This was quickly done, and the submartlle boat was dark upon water. The night was so black that .without the md of the electrtc lights the foe could find no te:rget to atm at. It was a wise move. The ptrntes llred a. few more shots over the Lance, but they did no harm., While the submarine boat approached safely within a few hundred yards of the pirate vessel. The doin"'s on shore could be plainly seen by the light of the beacon The whole camp seemed in a state of greatest excite ment. Barney was on deck now and safely surveying the scene .. "Be jabers!" cried Barney, there's somethingup over there!'' "Golly, dey're babbin' some sort ob a picnic!'' Arrah, an' it's very excoitlng!'' Something certainly was up in the Spaniard camp, but JUSt what was the trouble our friends had no means of telling. The pirates were runnin"' to and fro nnd yelling excitedly. Some or them were upon the su:J"re, and others with !ights were going int() the interior of the island. Barney and Pomp were puzzled to understand it nil. "Oo me worrud!" cried the Celt, "I'd give me dudeen to foind out phwat's up!" "I don' fink we'se gwine !o' to do dat, chile," said Pomp. "We sottinly kain't go ashore!" No, in coorse we can't, but, begorra, I'll tell yez phwat we kin dot "Well, chile?" "We kin ram their schooner an' sink it fer the spalpeens." "Does yo' be lieu dat, snh ?'' "Yis, I do!" "Am de ram ob de Lance done strong enuff fo' to do dat, frien'!" "Be jabers, that's phwat It's for!'' But Pomp was not ruclined to agree with Barney. He did not believe it was the best plan to ram the schooner. "Don' yo' see, chile, tlat if we does dat we get's in front ob dem cannon. Jes' one ob dem bulls blow r do, to' de foe would suah see us." "If I am not dreaming," came a voice out of the gloom, I beard Pomp's voice a moment since." Suah, an' yo' jes' did dat, Marse Frankl" cried tbtf overjoyed darky. "Cum right along dis way, sah!" Exclamations of astonished delight carne from the darkness. "Is it you, Barney and Pomp!" "Begorra it air!" cried Barney. "It am nobody else, Marse Frank," replied Pomp. :And the next moment alongside the Lance there shot a clumsy boat, with two dark forms in it. .A IIJOmeot later and Frank Reade, Jr., and Dick Boomer were atioard the Lanee. Explanations were quickly in order. The two prisoners had remained in the but all that day. For some fortunate reason Romero did not return to execute his threat or exe cuting them. The truth was the Spaniard had been very busy wit.b the divingbell. It had been floated out to the locality of the sunken treasure and several descents rn adA. But all !;all been fruitless. The wreck bad not been found. Romero returned to the island disappointed and somewhat out or temper. Bnt he did not visit the prisoners. Meanwhile Frank aud Dick, left to themselves, were not idle. Every coucetvable method ol escape was considered. FIDally Dtck managed to free his of the cords whicll


I. 'M E SUNKEN PIRATE. 11 bound them. It was 1then but a few moments Wo@nk .to liberate Frank. And this was at w they hlld remained all day in the w:retchad hut. Darkness had come and the Spa,uiards were all in pre paring their evening meal. It was really 1 favorable opportunity they .eould have chosen for their escape. :I'be plan was a .one;aQd might prove a failure. Yet iFrank .could see n'O other. 'l'b.ii was to spring upoo and O!I'erpower the gu11rd at the door and make a dash for the shore, Ther-e was a bend in the cliff wall, and oace around ttla they would .be o11t of range of bullets. It -was not a h,Jndred yards to the turn in the-cliO: Ten or twelve eeccn:da would enanle them to feaeh it. The Spaaiards would hardly .reco11er their wits in ttiat time. B.ut llhere were two go.ards at the door for a time. One of tbese, ho wever. fortuoa.teiy left, and : the coast was clear. Fmo.k: and Di::k unt.U the v.iocinlty was quite deserted. Then just as the guard paased the door they !lung it open and sprung o.ut. The fellow half turned, but asto nning blow upon the head laid him oat senseless Like arrows from the bow, two prisoners shot for tbe shore. :bey flashed down ovet the greenswlliril. and in a few seconds were apon the al\uds. Just as tb-ey reached the angle in the cliff a mighty yell went up. Th-e .Spaniards saw them and understood. The result was most ex. citing. Tb-e was tilrown into a stale of the maddest and wild eat k i nd. lt was tbis f .uore whicll Barney and Pomp ilad seen from the deck of Lance. Little they bad suspected the cause of it. Frank and Diell:, turning the clill corner, were for a moment in a quandary as to bow to act. To continue ou along the shore would avail little, as searching parties would again surround and corner tbem. A boat lay upon the sands. It WIIB a clumsy, unsafe aO' air, yet Frank laid bold of the thwart. "Put it into the water, Dick!" he cried. "It is our only bopel" "All right." "Now-together!" Tbe boat was quickly in the surf. Fortunately, the oars were in it. Out into the gloom they shot. They were just in time. Hardly h!'d they slipped into the darkness of the bay wilen tile Spaniards came dashing dowu to the water's edge. They ran along the shore, thinking tbe prisoners had gone in that direction. But they were off the scent, and Frank and PicK for the moment were safe. Out into the bay they pulled. They bad but a slight idea as to what would be the end of it all. With the coming or daylight doubtless they would be recaptured. But there was certainly the consolation of a brief period of liberty. It was better than r&maining in the hut. Fate, however, led them to the Lance, and after all their adventures they were once more safe. It was a happy meeting on the deck of the submarine boat. Barney and Pomp recited their thrilling experiences in the storm. "Noble fellows!:' cried Frank, joyfully. "You have done grandly. Your plans were all of the best." "Golly, Marse Frank!" cried Pomp. "We was nebber gwine to gib yo' up if we bad to stay yer fo' ebberl" Be jabers t.hat's throe, sorl" declared Barney. You are heroes, both of you!" declared Frank, "but let's have some light on the subject--" "N-no, sab, don' do dat yitl'' protested Pomp. "Why?" asked Frank, in amazement. . '' Bekase, sab, uat ar' schooner's guns dead suah ro to hit us, sahl" "Well, I declare, I never thought of tbat!" averred Frank. "Have tbey been firing at you?" Yes, sab, until we put out de lights.'' Frank gazed at the schooner. I've half a mind to sink her!" be said. Bress mah soul!'' gasped Pomp. How's youse gwine to do dat, sah?'' "Easy enough!'' said the young inventor. "I have some electric torpedoes in the cab:n. I could steal up and set one under her, then with a hundred yanl wire fire it! There would be nothing left of her but splinters!" Do it!" cried Dick, excitedly. But Frank shook his bead. Think or the human lives aboard her!" he said. But they will not hesitate to take our lives," said Dick. "Very well. Let them have the inclination," said Frank. "I am always averse to taking human life needlessly." But will we be able to recover the treasure in spite of tbem?" "I believe it," said Frank. "First of all, however, I must repair the puenmatic tubed." "Be jabers, yez needn't tbrouble yersil! about that,'' said Barney. Frank gave a start or surprise. Wbv?" he asked. BekaSe, sor, tiley're oil repaired." .. What?" gasped the young inventor. What are you talking about, Barney!" About the electbric tubes, sor." "Well." They're all right, sor. The Lance sinks ap' rises jist as well as iver she did." Frank could hardly believe his senses. You don't mean it?" he cried, joyfully. Well, all this good news is too much. Bow did you do it, Barney?'' The Celt described the derangement of the tube and bow he bad re paired it. Frank listened with deepest interest. "Hurrah!" he cried "You are a trump! Then we need bother ourselves to longer about the Spaniards, but go right ahead looking !or the treasure on our own account." An' shure, sor, I'm nfther tbinkin' we'll foind it they ao.'' You're right W'l will, Barney!'' cried Frank; "bot come, let us get away from here.'' Barney weut iuto the pilot-house ana turned the propeller lever. The Lance sh.ot out into the bay. When a safe distance out the lights were turned on 11gain. The search-light was focused on the schooner and abe fired a shot.. But it fell far short. The rest or the night was spent in rest, for all were much in need or sleep. Nothing could be done towards exploring for the treaRure until daylight. So it was necessary to wait. Barney watched part of the night and Pomp the other half. Near niorning Barney thought he would take a look at the schooner. To his surprise it was no longer in the bay. The search-light was capable of piercing the darkness for two miles. Barney therefore l>oJgau to search for the schooner. He found it finally far to sea. Holding the light upon it for some while, the Celt was surprised to see the craft put about and stand down toward the Lance. "Be jabers, I belave they've been Iukin' fer us!" crie1 the Celt. He bad half decided to arouse the others. It was evidently the purpose or the Manola to work up near enough to the submarine boat to give it a vol.ley. If the Lance could te annk: there would be no further bar to Romero's recovering the sunken treasure. But Barney started the Lance ahead for a milo, at the same time extinguishing all the lights. It was easy then to trace the course of the schooner by her light!!. She did not succeed in getting any nearer to tbe Lance, however, and Barney k(>pt good watch of her. Daylight came in good time and aU were astir at an early hour. It was a beautiful morning, a light southwest breeze rippling the water. Pomp prepared a good breakfast which all partook of heartily. Then the plans for the day wera discussed. All were engaged thus when Pomp from tbe deck cried: Jes' come on deck, Marse Frank. Dot yer schooner am signal ing us!" All sprang on deck at once. 1'be schooner was a mile to leeward and was making s ignals. Frank iilterpreted them and said: Sile carries a truce and wants to speak with us." The submarine boat was brought about ami went to meet the truce bearing schooner! 'fbere was much speculation as to the purpoRe of this. Perhaps they want to malte terms with ns!" said Dick Boomer. "I wouldn't divide with them, Frank!" I have no intention of doing so," said young inventor. The schooner drew nearer everv moment. Soon she was so near that her rail could be seen lined with men. That Is near enough!" Frank cried to Barney. "Keep up the distance!" And the Lanes was kept just this distance ahead of the schooner. But the tall figure of Jose Romero was seen in the cbaios. At once J Frank bailed tim. CHAPTER X, ROMERO'S TREACHERY, "ScHOONER ahoy!" shouted Frank in tbe Spanish tongue. Ahoy!" came bacl{. What do you want?'' "Your surrender," was the insolent reply. Frank's whole being was fired with anger. He could hardly COD tain himself. Is that wbat you carried the trllce tlag for!" he naked. Yes.'' "Well, I will tell you that we have no idea of surrendering. I like your Impudence." You will like it better, senor, when I have done with you," waa the taunting reply. Tl,len with a roar like thunder the Manola's swivel spoke and the shot barely missed the Lance's stern. This was a literal revelation to those on board the submarine boat. The Spanisil captain proved himself a treacherous dog by that act. He had employed the !lag of truce simply as a subterfuge to entr.1p tha Lance. But his dishonest scheme fa1leu.


The first shot missed the stern of the Lance. The just grazed the side rail. Should one of those hit the submarine boat it would undoubtedly be rnined. cried excitedly: "Pull the pneumatic lever, Barney! Quick! Let her go down!" "Mercy on us!" cried Diclc Boomer. "'l'he scoundrels are playing a treacherou3 game." Yee!" cried Frank. "Into tho cabin, every one! Quick!" Into the cabin they srrung. Swiftly Barney pressed the valve which closed the boat hermetically, and then pulled the pneumatic lever, It wa8 the saving r..f the Lance. She would surely have been riddled With shot had she remained afloat. As it was, she suddenly plunged beneath the waves, to the amaze. ment of the Spaniards. They continued to fire into the water, but the sboL never reached the Lance, Down went the submarine bor.t until tbe bottom of the ocean could besl\en. Then the search-light was sent ahead to look out for obstructions, nnd the Lance forged ahead, Sha was eo skillfully constructed that she was ahle to sail almost as fast under water as on the surface. As a result, she had soon put a good distance between her and the spot where she hnd plunged. Tha schooner was probahly now out or range, and Frank sent the Lance once more to the surf,lce. Up oat of the depths she came, a dripping monster into the light of day. All looked for the schooner. She wus fully a mile away and laying a course for the island. No rurt11er attention was pa1d to her now. "Now,'' cried Frank Rende, .Jr., earnestly, ''we have only to locate the sunken wreck and then explore it." Once more he went to work with the chart, trying to get the exact location of the sunken pirate, In this he soon succeeded. The Lrmce hovered over what was believed to be the exact spot, and then wns allowed to sinK. As she went down slowly, Barr.ey carefully watched for the bottom. Suddenly he cried: "Howltl on. sir! Thirty-live fathoms, and I kin see the bottom about live fathoms more, sor!" Fran I< held the Lance here suspended. At that height it was easier to send searching rays of the flash light out through the ocaan deptlis. And the your:g inventor, witb something like a thrill, proceeded to take a look at the vicinity. It was a critical moment ,' and was to tell whether or not they had hit upon the location or the wreck. And, as the search-light's powerful focus went gleaming through the water, Frank suddenly caught sight of a huge object, dimly visible. It might have been a ledge of rock, or a coral reef, or a vast formation of sea waed. He could not tell at the distance. Sa he brought the Lance nearer the object. A j!;reat cry burst from Barney. "Whurroo! Shure it's there, Misther Frank. It's the sunken pirate:" enough, the rotting hulk of a sunken vessel, half buried In the sand, was seen. 'fhnt it was the Diablo was probable, though, of course, it might not be. Frank brought the Lance within a dozen yards of it. Time and the action of the water had reduced the wreck greatly. There was not a vestige of the rigging left. The whole afiair was dilapidated and ready to crumble with the touch. Seaweed choked the once sullen ports, and all kinds of marine animals swam in and out of them. For some moments tbe voyagers stood looking nt th!l wreck. It was a type of ancient galley, after the Spanish pattern. The muzzles of cannon could yet be seen paeping from her sides. That it was the Diablo there was little douot. The sunlcen pirate was round. 1.'he next thiug was to recover the treasure. The Lance was securely anchored, analth'" Why, certainly! So will Barney and Pomp. I am not a hog. I don't want it ali!" The young reporter was deeply affected. Well, that is generous!" he exclaimed. "What will the boys in the home office say? Why, I can buy a newspaper to beat the News Grabber. Harrah: I am in lucl

THE SUNKEN PIRATE. ]3 He would then pass them to Fr:u1k, and the latter wouleing lost for them. lo the middle of the bell there was a platform. Upon this the men 'l'be diving bell could not hope to remain under water such au exsat, and between them was an air-pump. teoderllength of time, The Lance could remain for days. Air was pumpegic in Dick's remarks. It would have been lin eaay matter for to have cut their life "All right!'' be cried, finally. We will see what the villams ure lines and thus drowned the whole or them. But he was averse to thus doing.'l taking human life. He stepped Into the pilot-house. The pirates did not dare to venture down upon the Diablo's deck. What are you to do?'' asked Dick, In On the contrary. they did the very thing which they ought net to "I am to the surface have done, anu this was assume the aggressive toward their more What powerful neighbor. To make sure that the Spaniards are not trying any new game Frank bad restored the chemicals in the generators, and now with on us." Barney and Dick went forth. ,. But--'' They intended to put a bold face upon Lhe matter and pay no heed Wei), what!" whatever to the Spaniards unless Interfered with. I bo(le you will not think me a chronic kicker, Frank." "The sunken gold is the property of him who recovers it," Frank "By no means,'' said Frank, with a laugh, "only a great objector.'' declared. "They have no more right to it than we have." "All right, but I was thiokmg. Suppose we come up withln range The Spamards in the diving bell above and watched the three of their guns? 'l'bey will sink us.'' men below. "No, they won't,'' said Frank. "I have provided for that.'' They seemed surprised that they could travel about without life "Ab! bow?" lines. "Easy enougl:. I mean to run ahead for ball a snile and then go l<'rnok and Barney reached the wreck, nod Barney climbed into the to the surface. We can keep out or range." port. "Good!" Then all three began once more the work of transporting the treas Dick said no more. All his objections bad been overruled, and he ure without giving heed to the Spaniards. was silent. Frank elevated tho Lance for a couple of fathoms nod As the bags of coil! were passed out nod to the deck of the Lance, then sent it forward slowly, the Spanish divers watched them for somewhile with interest. Full hair a mile was covered thus. Then he pressed the pneumatic Then anger seemed to seize them. lever and the submarine boat sprung to the surface. They could t.e seen gesticulating and talking angrily. The d1viog Up she went and sprung into da]light.


THE SUNKEN The sun Wild long past the meridian, thongll the sky was cloudless and the sea in ulrno;t a calm. The schooner was seen making her slowly to: the. island with the (liVing bell and raft in tow. It looked as if Romero had abandoned biB> attempt to rooover tbe sunken treasure. CHAPTER XU. LOST AT THE BOTTOM OF THE. 0r, bead, and the negro thought' it best to inform Frank of the fact. "The schooner returned," thought the young inventor. "Well, that will complicate matters. What is up, I wonder!" Even as the words passed through his mind, another fearful reflec tion dawned upon him. Instinctively he turned to signal Barney and Dick. But at that moment there was a fearful sbocli:. It seemed as if the bottom of the ocean bad heaved upwards, and everything was Hying to pieces. Frank was burled be knew not where, and utter darkness was for a time about bim. Then all cleared nway, and after wbnt seemed a century of time, be was able to sit up and look about him. The chemicals in his generator bad not yet given out, ond be was safe on that score. But where was be! What had lmppened? Be was for a time greatly confused. Then be strove to penetrate the gloom about him. . He saw what caused lt. The water was tilled with sediment and debris. But this gradually settled and things about became once more quite plain. 'fben slowly everything unfolde,11tself to view. And at the same moment a comprehension ot aU. li>asbed through Frank's mind. For a moment h& was appalled and quiteov hat: .s-boud.G be do to save himself? Alone lit the bottom or tbe sea, forty fathom& the surface, with scarce half an hour of life before him. In that length of mme the chemicals in his helmet! most exhaust themselves andhilwooW die. "0h, God!" be mooned, "how awful! mustlldi&tb!" Then a set bard feeling came into hea.l':t. l > L wns a motive of hatred and of revenge. "It is tbe murderouS' work of Romero,'' hs mutJt.ered. "He dropped a to1pedo dowu upon us from above, Curse 11im!. W1l.llt a soft fool!. was that I did not k ill him when I had biui aL Wf mera.y !" He saw at onO'e biB miStake. It hall been misP.laeed. Mercy to the llfe ot the wretch: But it was now too.late. He must die a dreadful ,deatb i:U eousequence ofi h1s error. But yet he would net give up without at leasll an ellDrt. Be trie<.l to remem ber how far it was to the island. a.ntl what direc tion t<> take. If he C1l1Hd make his way thilhe'!' possibjy he might gebl out of tbe water. in. time to save himself. But be remembm:ed tbnt it was tully a mtle, a nd difficult for; him to locate with oat any point of tbe compeee to gl!OOe !Jim. However, he wou.ld make the attempt Be arose and felt hi.s .way along for a short; disbooee. This brough4 him once more ro. the wreck of the Diablo. But it was now. uHerly a wreck. Only a. heap e4! rattling timber was left. The-torpedo had blown it into fragments.. The balanoe ofi the treasure must lie under pile, But it might there for all time. Frnok, ReaJe, Jr., felt that be would never boucb J.t again. He looked about f{}F the wreck of the Lance, But be coul men flmbraced With bis helmet close to Barnell'il, E1rank s;h&l!ted: "Great Heavens! bow did you get out Qf' tb.n\ alive!" Shure, sor, an' I niver kiu tell,'' replied Barney. lfb wab. i!lel?' "I think the pirates droppecY o. torpe!l.a. llp&n us." "Tbe Shure they mean t@o tnlll'tber us intoiooly.'' 11 If I escape this time, and ha:ve .tlaeo chanee, I will nfclt spare-them again." "Shure, sor, yez should ltiH th.e waol& av 'em. But pbwa.t h11a become aY the Lance!" "I suppose 1t is destroyoo;" "Murther nloivel thin it's dead min we are, to be sbure!" "lt looks like it, Barney.'' "We kin only breathe a little wboile longer in thlise helmets.'" "Yes.'' "Sbure, wby not throw them &II an' go to the 1101'. We cud swim for the island.'' But before Frank could express his opinion o.l thi& sebeme, a dark form loomed up before them. It wns Dick Booaer. Tbe young reporter had been thrown heavily by tb& explosion and bad lain senseless for some time. Corning to he bad wandered about for some time at random. By great good luck be bad chanced to see Frank and Barney. All embraced joyfully. Thank God!" cried Dick. "I am glad that we all meet once mCJre uny way. At least we can die like men." But let us make an eft'ort for life!" said Frank. "We must try nnd reach the island." Do you kuow In what direction to go!'' ,"I must guess and we must trust to luck!" Frank proceeded to do this. Be selected the course which be be lieved would take tbem to the island. Then the three men started to travel over the oc11an bed. Fortunately the bed was mostly tine saod and clear. They made quite good progress. But there seemed no end to the mighty desert under tho sea. It was slow, toilsome work, for tbey ns all divers do, carried heavy leaden soles on their shoes. seemed as if they bad been journeying for hours. The islaod was as far off as ever. Frank was convinced tbat. tbey bad taken the wrong direction.


THE SUNKEN PIRATE. 11.5 Soddenly the plam began to slope downward. The depths below were awful and dark. To go down there was out of the question. What was to be done! Soddenly they found their course terminated in an abrupt ami strange manner. They came to the brink of a mighty sheer descent. / Below was a chasm hundreds or feet deep. How awful it would have bet>n to have walked over t!lat The pressure at that depth would have burst their brains. Upon the brink of this awful echoless depth the three lost divera paused overcome with despair. 'l'hey cank down in the white sand and gave tilemselves up to die. It did not seem as if it was worth while to struggle for lirll fnrther. Death was too certain! CHAPTER XIII. THE EARTHQUAKE-TRio: END, LYING there in the sand, not oce of the trio ever expected to see the upper world again. Indeed, they waited for death with a dull, dogged determination and resignation. But it was not to be. Suddenly there was a strange quivering or the water. The agita tion was so strange and awful that all three started from their lethargy. Then the ground began to tremble, and there was a dull, distant, thundewus roar. For a moment the trio or divers fancied that they were being rocked in a cradle. Then there was a terrible crash nnd thunderous roar, and they knew that far above the waters were in turmoil. They put their helmets "For Heaven's sake, what was that?'' cried Dick. Bejabers, it's a hurricane!" said Burney, But Frank said: It is on earthquake. What shall we have next!" And then, like a revelation, a 'tlood o! brilliant light burst over all of them. Ali started up and beheld an astounding sight. Across the mighty deep valley, from the blackness there advanced -an apparition wbich set them wild with joy. It was the submarine boot. For a moment they were frantic for lear that Pomp would not see tbem. But he did, and bore down quicltly. It is needless to say that they were quickly ou boarU. MULLIGAN'S BOARDING HOUSE. 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Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, P. 0. Box 2730. 34 & 36 North Moore St., New York. IJ)W TO BECOME A of magical illusions ever placed before the public. Also, tncks wttb cards incantations eto: Price 10 cents. For sale by all newsdealers, or to your address,!ostage free, upon receipt of price. Fl'llolliC Tousey, publlilher, 34 an 36 North Mocre street, .New York. P. 0. Box37so; Explanations were soon made. It seemed tbat with the bursting of the torpedo, which had struck near the Diablo, the lance bad received a terrific shock. The concussion had thrown open the propeller valve, and instantly the boat shot away at ligbtning speed. She ran with the speed .:>f the wind for fully a dozen miles before Pomp could adjust the deranged machinery and stop her. The darkv, of course, was alarmed for the safety of his friends, and started back post-haste. As it hapl>ened, be hall arrived none too soon. Frank found upon examination that the chemicals bad nigb exhausted tbems elves, and the party would have suffocated ten minutes Iuter. Tile joy of all cannot be expressed m words. ,But the grea t est sur prise was in store Upon returning to find the wreck of the Diablo, only a mighty chasm was found into which the wreck had been drawn to unknown depths. To descend alter it was out of t!Je question. T!le earthquake had cut the bed of the ocean in the vicinity into vurions deep rents. '!'be balance or the tt easura wag forever beyond the reach o! man. "Never mind!" cried Dick Boomer, enthusiastically. We are all rich enough now anyway." The others ogreeu with him. And now we reach the conclusion of our tale of the sunken pirate. Upon rising to the surface with the Lance, our submarine voyagers were given a great start o! surprise. The eartbqunke had created a tidal wave. This bad carried the Man ola upon the rocks of the island, and there she lay a helpless wreck. No effort was made, of course, to rescue !ler crew. They were left alone in their misery, ltnd the Lance returned to Readestown. The voyagers received an ovation upon reaching borne. Dick Boomer made all his colleagues on Newspaper Row mud with envy upon his return. He is yet enjoying his fortune iu his owu pe-cu11ar way. Barney and Pomp remained in Readestown. Upon the arrival home, Frank found that the Lance bad been so badly wrenched by her experiences that she would never be or service again. do he condemned her and she was destroyed, but he at onee pro eeeded to execute the designs of a new and even more wonderful in vention. (THE ENO,] / OUR SERVANT GIRLS. By' BRICKTOP." This book cannot be surpassed for Fun, Interesting Situations, and the hurr.orous side of Home Life. Abounding in illustrations by 'fHOMAS WoRTH. Price 10 cents. For sale by all newsdealers, or we will send it to you upon re ceipt of price. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, P. 0. 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