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Nick Carter in the chinese joint, or, A bargain in crime

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Nick Carter in the chinese joint, or, A bargain in crime
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NieK eARTER WEEKLY. p11tmli au01ding to .J.et of Conlftw in-the yeat 189'1 by Street d Smitk1 in the O.[ftce of the Ltbrarilm of Oon{fless, D a. . a second class .J.t:p.tter at the Neto Yotk, N. Y., post Office. Jss1ted wee7e1J11 Sltblfe>lptw:n pli(:e. $!t.50 pet year. ......, NOf!41nbel 20, 1897. NEW YORK. 29 Rose Bt., N. Y. 5 Cents NICK CARTER IN CHINATOWN ; OR, THE DOYERS STREET CRIMINALS. By the Author of "NICK CARTER." CHAPTER I. DECLARING WAR. ''Patsy I" "Yes-, sir." "I've go_t a job for you." "Bully I I'm glad of it., Mr. Carter." "It is no Your life will in cons _4i danger from begin ning to end} and -Y6U wm have the hardestpart to play that you have ever un HJlru ready, sir."'' The first speaker was the famous de Nick Carter, and the second y.ras llis faithful servant and second assistant, Patsy. "'--''Fatsy_, do -yo1l know a11ytlJing about Chinatown ?"'f ''Do you mean Pell aNd; Doyers streets?'' "Yes." "I've been there. "I have never given you any real, downright d etec.tive work to do." "No, sir." "I'm going to try you." "Thank you, si:r." ''I'm going to fix you up as an attractive young girl of about sixteent and send you to Doyers street. '' uTh:it'll be Patsy." "Bah! I don't care for the danget," "You will see some." "All the better. "We will begin at once." "I'm ready." "I have everything mapped ouf for you up to a certain point." "Yes, sir:" "After that ybu will bave to rely upon your own

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2 NICK CARTER WEEKLY, "Very good." "I won't be far off any of the time, but you won't know when I'm near, for you will think me a Chinaman." "What am I to do?" "I'll tell you in gdod time. Come into the study, now. Patsy followed his masterinto thattnysterious room, where so many transforma tions had been wrought, and where all the paraphernalia of the detective's numerous disguises were kept. Nick Carter went the o.ccupation at once. began by entirely for. he was to wear only one disguise, and that was to be a thorough one. His costume was femini11e, and it was perfect to the most minute detail. The wig with which his head was adorned, was of a beautiful golden blonde, wavy and as natural as though 'n really grew upon hi:m. J3efore adjusting it., the youth's ::head .. was shaven so clean that not a suspicion of hair and then, with a prepa of glue whieh the detective sometimes used, the wig was fastened firmly to the bald pate. "There, 11 said Nick, when it was done, "if anybody attempts to drag you up or down stairs 'by the hair" of your head, the Wig won't come off unless your head comes with it.'' Patsy made a.. wry face. "Is it on for life?" he asked. "No,"' laughed Nick; "not quite. I can remove it easily enough when the time comes. 11 "Nice lo6king chap I'd be without it wouldn't I ?'r "You're not a chap-you're! a girl." "Oh !'' "You must forget tnat you ever were a boy." "Cert" "What name would you prefer, my child?" asked Nick, smilingly. "What's the matter with Lucy?" "She's all right." "Then I'll be Lucy-h'm! Lucy Baxter . "Very gooQ; Lucy Baxter it is. What a fortunate thing it is, my boy--" "I'm not a boy!" What a fortunate thing it is that your beard has not begun to grow. When I was your age, I had nearly as much as I have now." ''All I've got is a liftfe fuzz ,on my upper lip." "Yes; and so little that I think I'll leave it. It rather adds to your style of beauty." "Thanks," dryly. "Now for your ears, Miss Lu:cy." 'My ears r" "Yes." "Don't girls have ears?" "Yes, but1:heyare like old coins., "How so?" "Because they have holes iu them." "OhP' "I'll just piercethem, and introduce the ear-rings at once. Then I'll pnt a little healing ointment on them, and1 they w.ill be all right in a few hours." "Go ahead." "You must not remove the ear-drops, Miss Lucy; you might not get them in again." "Sleep in 'eni ?" "Certainly."

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NICK CARTER WEEK.L}. 3 "Say, wop 't the blamed things grow beautiful gitl. fast?'' "I have never heard that ear-drops grew, Lu cy-, either fast or slow." "Pshaw! I mean--" "1 can take out and so can yout when you haye no further use for thettJ." "All tight; anything more? A lot of paint next, I suppose. '' "'Paint! Not a b{t oi it! No, your face is all right without any make-up at all! and you really make a very pretty girl." "Do 1?" "Yes, you do." "That's comforting." "I wouldn't have believed it, Patsy:-v-:-'' Lucy, I hadn't tried." "Neither would I. Wellt what next?;, "Your come next, for I think I have finished with the costume. I wish Chick were h_ere; I'd like to have him see you. By Jove l I don't believe he'd know you. Look in the glass-.'' Patsy crossed the room and paused in front of the large mirror. He actuali y blushed as ht; azed at his refiectiout fot in 110 sense whatever did it resemble geni9l Patsy. Rather tall for a young lady of sixteen, the height gave him, in the costume he woret an added charm and interest. Slevand graceful-for Patsy is as agile as a cat-be-autiful blue eyes, with arched brows several shades darker than the wavy golden hair; teeth as white as pearls, and perfectly even; with the bloom of health upon his cheeks and glowing in ruby-redness upon his lids, patsy might have passed anywhere, in ,auy parlor, among men or women ; as a 'rhe disguise was perfect in every detail. Not a point, no matter how had been omitted when Nick Carter cre ated the pseudo Lucy Baxter. Presently he turned and faced the de tective again. '-I guess there's.no danger that anybody will tumble," he said. "If I had been walking toward a large mirror like that in the corridor of the Fifth Avenue Hotel, I'd have been stuck on the girl com ing my way, sure." "No doubt." ".Now, what's up?" "We're going to root out some of tbe e\lil in Doyers. street. Hark There is the door-bell.'' Patsy started involuntarily to answer the summons, but the detective detained !Jim. "Let Mrs. Carter's maid. answer the bell while Patsy is away," he said. A moment later the maid announced Mr. Terry, the president ?f Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Children. said Nick to Patsy . they entered the receptiQn-roont together) where Mr. ';ferry was awaiting them. "You are promptly on time, comtno dore; '' fa1d the "Yes. Have you found some one to help you jn the work ?ll "I have; this youn_g lady. Miss Baxter, this is Mr. Terry.'' Mr. T'erry pulled his whiskers thq_ught .. .; fully after acknowledging tbe tion. "I don't think I quite understand what you intend to do, Carter," he safd, .pr.es ently.

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' NICK CAUTER WEF.KLY. "I intend to root out those dens of bor"Are you sure of that?" ror and infamy in Doyers street." "Yes.; certainly; of course; that is the business we have in hand; bnt--!er-this -er-young lady, you know--" "Miss Lucy Baxter." "H'm l \(es. Miss Baxter, how old are you?" "Sixteen." 1'Just beyond your contra!, you see, Mr. Terry,'' said Nick. "Yes; but I would withdraw from the whole case, Carter, sooner than place a child with that pure face and those innocent eyes in jt:!_opardy." Nick's eyes twinkled. "Tbat pure face bas been pounded with horny fists before now, r.-' be said, slowly, "and those innocent eyes looked upon crime in all its most revolt ing forms." CHAPTER II. THE BOWERY B\' NIGHT. Commodore Terry was for a moment too greatly astonished to speak. Nick's utterance had been deliberate, and the detective was not given to .makiug rash statement!'!. "Is the.re not some mistake here?" asked Mr. Terry, presently. "None." "And 1s this child a reclaimed unfortu-. nate?" "Literally that. I took her the streets two years ago, or more." "She bas seen all there is to be seen of vice and .:Crime, Mr. Terry. She knows where to lookJor it, how to avoid it, how to fietray it to there "is no danger of her backsliding. n "Absolutely." "It seems incredible," ". What l T-hat she should not drift1 again into the old life?" "No; but that she should have seen it all. Then the good president turned to Pat.l s y who during the conversation of whicbi he was the subject, had sat demurely b y with downcast eyes and blushing cheeks he said, "can it be possible that all the detective tells me is true?" "Quite so, sir." "Has Mr. Carter told you what is ex-pected of you?"" "In part-yes, sir." "And you are willing-" "Eager, sir.'' Agaia the president was silent moment. Presrntly he up into the dete tive's face. and si:lid slo"'Vly: ''Some other means must Carter. I can't consent to sending this girl into that polluted atmo s ph ere .'' Nick threw back his head and laughed heartily1 1 think the disguise will do, Patsy, he said. "You bet-!" was the hearty response i11 Patsy .'s genuine tones. Mr. Ter.ry looked bewilder ed "My dear sir," said the detectiye, "Lucy Bl}xter is not. L ucy Baxter at aU she is not even a _girl, but my secon d sistant, Patsy, whom I hav e rigged u for the occasion. It took some time to convince Mr Terry, but when he thoroughly u11d stood matters, he was delighted with scheme.

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NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 5 Two hours were spent m discussing plans for the campaign, and evening was just falling when the detective and Patsy were again alone. "Now skip, Pat;" said Nick. "You know the ropes-where you are to go and what you ate to do. This is a.s good a tline as to begin, so lose no time., Ten minutes lafer, Patsy left the h(;)use, buf nobody would have suspected that he ened look, cried: "l don't know you, sir." ''.Oh, don't you? Well, that makes no difference. Come, take my arm and we'll talk as we move along." "No, sir. I will not take your arm," and the supposed girl drew back quickly "Look here, Fanny-"'-'' "My name rsn't Fanny; it's Lucy." "Lucy, eh? That's awfully pretty. was not what young girl,'be appeared-a beautiful _&y, you've lost your way, haven't you t" He boarded a south-bound Third ave.;. nut: surface.. car, but at Grand street, on the Bowery, he left it and walked slowly do.wn that celebrated thoroughfare, steppipg often to gaze into lighted windows, atid frequently asking the way to some remote locality of the city of the passers by. At that hour, eight-thirty in the even-' ing, the Howery teems with life. There one may meet with ever:Y phase ()f character known to the great city of New York, and in no pl9:ce in the world could an innocent be in more danger, particulari_y if she shows signs of being a stranger in the locality and of having lost her way. Patsy knew that he would be accosted before be had gone far, and he was not mist'aken. He was just passing thi_Thalia Thea tre when a dapper. young man, dressed in the extreme of the latest fashion, .. stepped suddenly in front of him. g.ood.evening', dear, n 'he ex claimed to. the supposed young lady; "wllo would have thought of meeting you here?l t The pretended Lucy drew herself up proudlyi.' and, assuming a half-fright"Yes," and tears stood in Lucy's eyes. "I thought" so. It's lucky I found or you'd have been sure'io get into trou-ble." "Trouble! how?" "Oh, there are lots of chances along here at night. Where do you live, Lucy?" "In Willimantic." "Oh! In Willtmantic, eh? Why, I used to lie there myself. I was born there, Lucy." "Is that so ?." "Yes, certainly. I know lots of people there now. The Fullers, the Potters, the Cruikshanks, and--" "Oh! I'm so glad I met you.,, "So am I, just! O>me along, Lucy! we're old friends now, aren't we? We'll have some ice-cream A harsh voice interrupted his further speech. "Move on there, Harry, and leave the girl alone, or I'll haul you in," it said; and the huge form of a ponderous, blue-:< coated policeman stepped between them. The man who was addressed as Harry did not attet;npt to offer any explanation. He faded away in the crowd of pedes trians as suddenly as --he had appeared, and was gone.

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' 6 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. "Why!" said the pretended Lucy; and her face bad once been ver)lo "what did he run away for, Mr Officer?" beautiful. l l "'Cos I'd ha' made it warm for him if Now, however, her hair was liberally he hadn't." streaked with gray, her features wert! "Why?" pinched and drawn, and her complexion "He was givin' you a steer." was and almost to white"A what?" ness witb1 however, a tinge of yellow \ "Lead in' you off." perceptible throng h the cuticle. "Why I he came from Willimantic, Thtre were traces of former refinement where I live. He knew lots of-...-" Jingering about her which could net fail "Bosh!" to impress the beholder, but in her ey.ts "Sir!'' there was a hungry look1 which "He lied. That was Handsome Harry, to an expert at once tola fhe tale of the sharpest confidenct::! man in New da)!f} and nights spent withi11 the reeking York:." atmOsp-h-ere of opium dens, stni'efied by "Confidence man! Whatis that? A man in whoin one can place confidence? Well, he did look honest, and he was--'' "Well, you are green. Tell me where yon are staymg and I will send you there." "Thank you. My aunt is waiting for me just below here, so I won't trouble you." "Do you know how to find her?" the insidious and deadly drug. An opium fiend who had .first negh.:cte d and then .abandoned her h01ne, drawu. by the which saps the honor. as well as the life-blood of its '9ictim, she had gone on down the steep, until that deepest slough oi baseness was reached, where she acted the part of a procuress for the of getting the means of ftir nishing herself with the drug. Her greedy eyes had fMlen upon the "Yt:s, sir." supposed country girl when Handsome "All right, then. Don't talk with any Harry first accosted her; she had seen more strangers, though." The counterfeit Lucy passed Qn, leav .ing the policeman in doubt as to whether he was right in allowing her to con'tinue her way alone; but his attention was soon called away, and he forgot the lllCide:nt entirely. There was another person who had wit ... all that place, and who, at a safe distance, followed after Lucy (as we will continue to designate after she parted from the officer. That person was a woman. She was handsomely and tast-efluly the policeman interfere, and had watcbed Harry's flight, and all the while she hov ered in the background, awaiting the op-. portunity which she knew would soon came, when she could, unobserved, ad .. dress the supposed innocent, and by enticfng pluases, glittertng promises, adroit flattery, and address, start her dowtf thf'! road of infamy to certain cestruction. B11t the eyes the :young detecti,e had also fallen upon her. Patsy recpgni?.ed in her a woman who was known as Iiess Burdette, an:l one who

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.. NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 7 had always been shrewd enough to keep "You have left Willimantic for good, but of'the clutches of the police. then?" she continued. "Bess is just the hucklebeJ:ry I want," he muttered, as he left the pollceman 's side, "and unless I am very greatly mis taken, she has marked me for her prey.,. CHAPTER III. A BARGAIN IN CRIME. Ere the pretended young lady, Lucy Baxter, had gone a block farthe.t:, Bess Burdette accosted her. "Good-evening, Lucy," she said. "The disguised boy paused instantly, and looked wonderingly at the .woman who had spoken. "How do know my name?" inquired the bogtts Lucy, artlessly. "Why, I knew you when you were a little child-a baby, in fact, my dear. Don't you remember me?" "No." You used to call me Aunt Bessie when you were about four years old." t i don't remember you at all." "Of'rourse not, Lucy; you were so young then. Is your papa well, and mamma also?" Lucy frowned. "That's why I lef. t she said. "Ah !"was the non committal reply. "Yes; I lost my mamma, and papa bt:ought a new one to our home. I ran away, and--'' liJ know the rest, dear," said the woman, highly elated. Things could not be better. %re was a girl who had run away from horne, foi' whom, in all prcbability, very little if arty se-arch would be made. She would prove an easy prey and a remnnetative one. "Yes." "When did you reach New ?" "This afternoon." "And where are you staying-?" HI don't know yet where I will stay. I will go to a hotel, I tbin'k. I have a little money." They were now walking side by side in the direction 9f Chatham Square. Be.ss Burdette's eyes were glistening with avarice. She felt that she had, indeed, found a prize. "How very fortunate that I met you, Lucy," she said, with all the cordiality and tenderness she could find in her v.oice. "Why?" "Because I can take you directly home with me. 11 "But--" "There! Say n.o more about it. I .will give you a home until you find work to do. 11 "Oh, thank you." "Don't thank me, child. It affords me the greatest pleasure, I assure you. n "You are very kind." "Did you bring any baggage with your'' "Only a satchel. I left it at the depot." "Ah, yes. We will attend to that to. morrow. Now come with me .., "Where do you live, Aunt Bessie ?H "Oh, very near. We will turn here." She led the way into Doyers street, the supposed unsuspecting victimfollowing obediently by her side. "Isn "t this a very dark an.d narrow

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8 NICK CARTER WEEI{tY. street?" ventured presently. Lucy, in a timid voice, she made a few rapid signs to the "Yes, I am poor, my dear; I have' to live here because the rent is cheap.;, "Then I oughf" not to impose upon you., "Here we are," cried Bess, paying no attention to the last remark, and pausjng before a door of one of the dingy, repulsive looking houses with which Doyers street abounds. "What, here? Do you live here?': in quired "Yes;-that is, I board here. i$ a. boarding-house kept by. a Chinaman." "A Chinaman I Oh, how nice! I have o-ften t:ead about their almond eyes and the way talk . Then, in.a whisper, she added, eagerly: "Is. he nice?" "Nice!" exclaimed the procuress, sur for an instant out of her complais-allCe j H W h0 ?-" "The Chinaman." "Oh I He's a perfect a ngel, Lucy." "Really? What is h-is name?" "Hop Ah Long., "Hopalong I How funny." Further remark was interrupted by the appearance ef the Mongolian at the door in answer to Bess B-urdette's sum.: rnons. "What wantee now?" he demanded. 0Good-evening, Mr. Ah Long," said Bess, as though she had not parted with the samei Chinaman less than half an hour before. "I have brought a-youngJa9y' friend with me to spend the night." HAlJee light. Walkee in, Melican young lady, purty gal." B'ess stepped back until she believed her victim could not see her. Chinaman which be seemed to uuderstancl perfectly. A moment later they passed throug;h doorway, and mounted a flight of rickety stairs, passed along a dimly lighted hallway, and paused a door at the rear. '' He ,re is mY. room, Lucy," said "You will be very comfortable here for the short time you remaim" "Thank you. I shall never forget kindness." For an instant a spark: of :womanhood, lying deep and almost forgott e n the woman's heart, was fanned into life) Sh!! turned suddenly toward her sup1 posed victim as if about to But through the open door at t hat instant came the scent of opium smoke. It filled her nostrils and bardened her heart: "Come!" she said, somewhat harshly, "Remove your bonnet and make youself comfortable. We will have some t ea ently." There was a dim light in the room, and the supposed girl walked 'Wearily toward a couch, and having tluown aside her bonnet sank upon the" cushions. "I .am very tired," she said. --"Of course, p _oor _ child." Bess was about to say n1ore when cal!le a tap at the door. It was pushed open a litt l e way, and the yellow face of Hop Ah Long peered in at tbetn. 0Melican gallee allee light? ? he "Yes," replied J3ess, crossly. uMelican galJee allee same flowel; sa be?" he con tinned leering

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NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 9 through .the aperture at the supposed Lucy. But' Bess Burdette believed that she had found a P rize, and she was determined to make the most of it.. She turned toward the door, pushed the Chinaman into the luill, followed him ottt1 and closed the door behind her. In an instant the supposed Lucy was upon her all trace of fatigue bdng gone. One quick bound took her to the door, and in a second her ear was pressed against the k-eyhole, listening to all that was be'ing said. without. "Can1t you wait a minute, Hop ?l' Patsy heard Bess demand, wrathfully. "Melican gal gleat beauty," was the calm reply. "Yes, and a great catch, too," "llelly purty gallee." "She's as innocent as a d{)ve, as pretty as a picture, and she can never be traced." "Cops no tlacee gallee. Hop Ab Long likee dat. What more Bessie say, hey?" "You've got to come down handsomely ] o r her, "Ye'; twen'-fl}' dol'." "Twenty-five dollars!" "Ye' . "A hundred ; no less." "Bessie tamfoollee, thinkee China pay allee China pay fifty." "Then I'll take the girl away.!' "No do that, Besse." "Why not ?.1 t "Me n1> lettee her go; sa be? Me keep ee her here, allee samee like padlock ; sabe? No gittee way till Hop Ah Long say go; sa be ''Pd like to.see you stop me if I choose to take her away." "Me stoppee you allee samee." "How?" "Wif this." ICBah I Do you think I'm afraid of you knife? Look at this I Before you reach 'ttle with that toothpick of yours Pd shoot you full of you yellow--..-" stoppee pipe. Bessie do as him say, or Bessie no get dlug; sabe that?" "Pooh I Loo"k here, Hop, dg_n 't you suppose I can get a hundred dollars for that girl somewhere else? I won't talk with you any more. I'll take her to Sam Sing. He--" HBessie' tamfoollee." "You said that before." "Me give you sleventy-fli' dol' an' smokee for month. Bess do dat ?" fork over.'' '"When I gallee." "Well, I'll trust you, Hop; you never went back on me yet." CHAJ;>TER IV. IN THE OPIUM DEN. Thus was the bargain concluded -by which the supposed Lucy was sold as so much merchandise. When Bess re-entered the room Lucy was still lzing upon the couch ; her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be sleeping. For several moments the w.oman looked down upon her, silent and motionless Then she unknowingly bega.n to murmur her thoug:kts half aloud. "Why not?" she muttered. t' I could do it easily. I could take her downthe stairs silently, put her out of the froot

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10 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. ooor, and tell her to run, run, and she "But he will be here.,, would be safe then. ''But would she? No, no I Ere she had 't gone a block she would fall into other hands worse than rnine; somebody else would get the pro:fitt and '1-I would be deprived of my precious drug, atld then I should go mad-mad. ''Bah-! I am getting soft-hearted. What matters one crime more or when I have to for so many ? '"I will ma-ke some her some food, and then: she shalJ!tY tbi%:pipe tl,S't the delicious pipe! Then unconscious and will aot to leave '' brought forth a lunch. ; ;a.wakel}.ed and they St1 pped Bess, were cleared away, "I will give you tlie you ever had, ttHO:w?" .if? bear of f>moking opium 'r'' ,.::.; to. blush. "Ihavd smoked cigarettes;'\! she said, demurely. "Did you like them i'"_ "Not at first; they, made me ill," "But now-,.-" -"I think they are delicious,, "Good I But they are nothing -beside the opium I will give you. I will call Hop ...... -:;-" "Who "The Chi.paman., "Oh, Hopalong; well?" "He will come Then we will lock the door so U(}body can disturb "Oh, you mustn't ,mind right." "Well? and then--" him; he's all "He will prepal:'e the opium for us, and we will smoke.'' "What! Allthree?" -Why, yes.'' "Won't it mgke me sick ?il 0-Sick I I tell you it is d elicious. You will become drowsy i_ pr esentl y will fall asleep3 and then will have the most exquisite dreams. Oh, it is graudP' She did not mention the horr ible head the sk:keni.n.g nausea, 'tbe utter de pression despair which wo uld come with' the awakening. Lucy, on ller part, preten ded to be eager the experiment, und p reseJlit]y Bess called the .etlinaman, who soon entered with the of :Opjum SUlQking, and began the prepara tionS fot the looked on with eager eyes. There was a bed in one corner 9f the roottl, and she threw herself upon _it; call ing. to to follow her. But Lucy declined. She was satisfied with the coucn she bad taken the pretended' nap, and accordingly it was drawn up beside the bed for her. During the preparations the Chinama:n was singulatfy silent. He rarely spoke, but his gloating dwelt almost constantly upon the fail: face of the supposed girl who had beeri so adroitly led i.nto the Doy_ers street deil to meet a fate that was worse than death. Presently everything_ was in readine.s$. The peculiar looking pipe, ready for

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NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 11 use was passed to Bess, who took a few the fierce eyes of t:he Mongolian were whiJis upon it, rolled ber eyes in ecstasy; fixed upon other. "" then reluctantly relinquished it to Hop In reality she bad not smoked at all . Ah Long, who passed it to Luey. As he placed the instrument in her hand$ his eyes were fixed upon her with that safue hungry glare which he constantly reg;uded her. "Don't look at melikethat!" she said, pretending to be half frightened. "I will not smoke if you do. '' 11Wautee Hop lookee othel "Yes." He turned his from her ior a mo ment, an(! when he looked back again she had closed hers, and was extending the for him to take. "Likee dat ?" he demanded, softly. "No:" "Tastee bettel bimeby. Tly ag'in pletty soon maybe, hey?" "Yes."' "Makee head swim lilly bit?" "Yes." "Pletty soon headee no swim; eyes sbuttee up;; Melican gallee go sleep; see have fine timee, allee s(:lmee like heaben; sa be.?'' ''Yes." "Pass the demanded Bess. Hop Ab Long took a whiff or two ft:Qm the same stem, and then passe
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12 NICK CARTER WE EKLY. The dropped from his fingers and With his open hand he rained blow rattled to the floor, and the supposed after blow tlpon Hop Ah Lone's and Lucy seemed to be siee:ping. they fell with tsounding slaM like th Softly Hop Ah Long rose from the bed noise of heart y applause from a theatre: where he had been sitting. gallery. There was a smile-of triumph his "Ki-ki !" yelled the fac;.e as he gent] y moved the couch back ''China no-se bustee I Ki I lettec go Chi to its former position against the wall. smash ee Melican gal! Helpee Whoosh "Melican g-a-l lee be.Uy beautiful," be Ki! Holy smokee! W aouw I" murmured. "Hop Ah Long kiss her." S uddenly Patsy saw tl1e fello'\\11 thrust He bent forward to poHute the fair one hand beneath his shirt-like cheeks with-the touch of his coarse lips, but the greatest surprise he had ever encountered in his life awaited him. The drug bad not overcome the fair Liicy after all. As the Chinaman leaned forward Lucy Baxter's :right arm was rai$td. Her right band sb0t out, and fhe Chinaman't> caught be.tween a muscular tb\imb :and Ettger in a grip that would nave credit to a full .grown lobster. It not let go, either. .... The.supposed stqpefied girl leaped to her feet, still clinging to the Chinaman's n6se. Patsy exerted every bit of muscular -power he had, and the Mongolian fiend was dragged round and round the room bowling with pain and with rage. CHAPTER V. A FIGHT IN 'l'HE JOIN'!'. Yell after y e I escaped the Chinaman as, unable to break the hold which Patsy had upon his uose, be was dragged hither and thitbe! about the room. Nor was the other of the young assistant detective idle ring the time. and the hO knew that he was in searc of a knife. He gave the devoted nose a n exttl tweak and twist at the same t i m q elicit ing a noth e r bowl of rage that startle the whole house. At the same instant he re lease d hia hold, and as the Chinaman pitc he d partly forw ar d Patsy crew back his rigb. ann .. Then it shot forward w it h all the lad's strengtl1, and his closed fist fell with crush in g force squarely u pon the end of that much abused proboscis Pa:tsy had been for two years undet tho trainin g o f Nick Carter, and he h a d de veloped muscle and science r e markable in one-so slightl y built. W hen the blow fell the China !lffin wasraiseQ from his feet, and h e tumble4 alighting upon his head an
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NICK CARTER WEEKLY. He fully reallzed danger he was in, But the sight which met their gaze was but he knew also that the disguise he not at alL what they had expected. wore would save him from serious lilodlly Upon the bed, immovable unconscious, harm, so long as the assailants did not sodden, was stretched the suspect that lle was not what he appeared of Bess Burdette. to be. ... As flop Ah Long fell the blow so delivered ther e was a noise of hurrying feet on stairs. Voices, chattering unintelligibly, came nearer and nearer! and at last paused -in the hallway just outside o f the door. '!'hey were u n d ecided what to do, evi dently but Hop Ah Long speedily in formed them He s t ruggled to his feets half dazed, but utter i n g a volley of curses and threa t s in which Chin ese and pigeon English were stni.ug el y com mingled His nrStt>ho ught was to make a rush for the girl who had hanole d him so roughtly. But second step he halted. wonderful girl was standing in one corner oi the room, a revo lver in her hand, and its muzzle was pointed directly at HopAh Long's heart. "Back V' said the s.ame v o i c e that he as belonging to Luc y Baxter, the inno c ent victim. "If you come one step nea r I'll :kill you, you yellow-faced toadJH The Chinaman was furious. He shou t e d o _ut a lot of Chinese gib!>er ish to the men in the hall for he, too, had heard them. The next instant the door was burst open, a throng of Celestials crowded into the There were nearly a score of tbem in all arrd they were gestiGUlating and talk ing, chattering like so many apes. Near the centre of the room, Hop Ah Long, half. crouching, his nose half torn away, his face covered with blood, and his right hand brandishing an ugly-looking knife. He was shrieking with rage, cursing and crying with pain. In t?e fart:ker cQrner, cakn, dignified, unrtiffied, her blne eyes flashing defiance and menace, with a leveled revolver in her hatid, stood a beautiful girl, h<;Jlding them all at bay b y the very courage sbown by her attitude. For a full minut: they hesitated. But Hop Ah Long was a man of influence among them. "Kill her D0wn with her_?: She mus. t not eseape Shoot her! he cried, in 'Chinese. Give ll}e pistolf I will shoot her where she stands! Tbey startt:.d forward. "Back! .cried Patsy, still in the voice of the...girl Lucy. Again they pansed irresolute. "Give me a pisfoll" cried Hop again. One of M6ngolians drew a and tossed it to the infuriated Celestial. He seized i t, and raised the hammer, but ere he could level the weapon a sharp report rang from the corner of the r.oom, the pistol dropped frtfn Hop Ah Long's grasp to the floor. A bullet from Patsy's revolver had pierced l1is hand. He uttered another yell of rage; and bounded forward f'oward the intrepid

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14 NICK CAUTER WEER:LY. young assistant, forgetful of all personal danger. The shot acteci 'as a signal for tl1e throng to make a combined attack. They. tbqt although their enemy was a gii'l, she was no mean foe, and that she must never be allowed to leave that house. In a body-:-en masse they bounded towarrl Patsy. Escape for him seemed out of fhe ques-tion. Death seemed absolutely uncertain. But he was rellolved to sell his life dearly and he knew that he could bring two or three of them down before he "went under" hiinsel. He was about to fire again. His revolver was aimed, and his finger pressed the trigger wlien assistance sud
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I a girl whom they 'bad rescued. fore continued to play his pa!t. NICK CAR'lER WEEKLY. 15 He there-the yi:>iith bad the best of it, and so he He did not k n o w that the detective had known where he was ever y moment of tbe time since they parted. Nick fully rea lized the dangers which Patsy would be o b li g ed to encounter, and no sooner had the young assistant left the house than the g r eat <;xpert had himself assumed the role of a China"man, and "tagged He had seen the en couflter with Hand-some Harry, the confidence man, and baa Mterwar d o verheard part conversa tion whieh took place b etween Patsy and Bess Burd e tt e When the woman finally lured her stippos e d victim into the den of infamy wliere the above rel ated oc curred N ick had hurried to a telephom:l, sent the message which brought assistance at the right time, and then, deftly pick ing the lock of the opium j oint1 be had his way to the vicinity of the room where Pats;r bad been conducted, and havin g conc ealed himse lf, he had waited for the opportune moment to arrive. He k new when Bess called H.op Ah Long to come and cook the opium for her; By listening at the. door, he followed each incident as it occurred, for be could overhear all that was said within the room. he seen, and looks were c a s t him by frequenters of the but he was a master of the Chinese tongue, aild could talk pigeon English with best of so his real charac ter was not suspected. When the struggle began in the room wqere Patsy the detective knew that awaited developments. When the score of Celestials arrived, gesticulating and chattering, detec tive mingled with the crowd and was un noticed. When the door was b urst open, he was one of the :first to enter, and the reader kn9ws the rest. The "joint" was raided, the opium and pipes were confiscated, many prison ers besides those captured in the room where the :fight occurred were taken. those, however, a charge could be made which would sepd them all to priS"Qn for long terms. Abduction, assault with to kill, and even more serious charges would be their portion,, and "Lucy .Baxter" would be on hand to substantiate them. Having broken up one place, which was the vilest of all in Doyers street, it was the intention of the detective to let matters rest far a time, and then to assail another in the same manner. But even more serious events were to be met that same night as the sequel will snow The "joint" having been raided, and the prisoners setil away to the station houses, Nick Patsy-still as Lucy Baxter-and two officers were walking through Doyers street toward the Bowery. The hour was late, for it was then one o'clock in the morning. The street;dark, narrow, dirty and for bidding, was not, however, deserted. The raid upon the establishment of Hop Ah Long and the wholesale arrests ./

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1 NI0K CARTER WEEKLY. 16 that had followed had excited Chinatown hts COD_tpamons 1 -1 -f f y powder. like a match touched t_ to an unusua pttc _1 o renz . Instantly Groups of villai-nous-lookmg Chtnamea stree.t was filled wfth were gathered here and at intervals along the way. Some stood upon the curbstones, others nearly blocked the narrow sidewalk, dOor ways were filled with thettl, and were all chattering like so many magpies. The very air seemea charged with dan ger, which at any instant might explode. It was plainly to be seetr that the ha tred of the throng was mote particularly directed toward Nick and the girl who walked b); his ..side; Tbe former believed to_be a traitor ChinaiJJan, and they looked upon the latter as the cause o! theit; troubles as well as stil-l coveting_ her as their natural Nick knew that the least inciqent would precipitate a fight. They hurried along the detectiye and the pseudo Lucy in advance; the J\Yo 'officers immediately behind them with drawn ready for in$tant defense. The very thing which the detective desired to avoid, happened. They were passing a. over which the sign, "Wing Laundry," was suspended. Several fierce-looking Chinamen were clustered there, and one of them, more \ .. bold than !he others, stepped forward and pluckec} the supposed Lucy by the sleeve. One of the policeman behind saw the and he r.esented it at once. He brought his club down with terrific fotce upon the Ch,inaman's snapping it like a pipe-stem, andbringing forth a howl of pain, which acted upon shouts and cries of menace. The throng of Mongdlians fo ward from every pqint, and attac'k e d the officers and the girl, as ifwith one com. mon impulse. Seeing the affair, one migh t have im..: agined that the stroke of the officer's club was the signal for combat, previously agreed upon. Stones, stic'ks, missiles of everYJ de scription filled the air, and were h urle with all the venom arid strength of th excited crowd at the officers and thei compa1Jions. Atlhe first one of po licemen tell, knocked down by a stouil The other leapedto Niek's shie. The two men backed up aga 'inst th wall, and faced th,e angry wit drawn revolvers. On they surged, shouting cursing, yell ing like so many fiends . It was a moment of terror. The air seemed filled with flying c stone which the Chiname n tote from the laos pavem-ent nnd hurled at them . Nick was struck upen the shoulde anq a hu:ge rock grazed lis head. The policeman's left' arm fell hel pless l to his side, disabled by a vaving stone. P!itsy, by dodging, had thu.s far e capetl. "There is no help for it sai Tney both fired at the instan and Patsy's revolver came out and its r port followed the others an instant later. Instead of intimidating the thro-ng, th shots seemed to madden the fiends.

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NICK CARTEH WBEKLY 17 They saw some of their num be'r go down before the b u rie t s of their enemies, as with one i mpulse, they dashed f or-ward, almost in o ne solid mass. t)bot after shoi rang out upon the air, drowned in the frightful uproar of the horde of Chinam. en., .CHAPTER VII. NICK TO THE RESCUE. While _Nick Carter was struggling with might and main to rescue, but totally unable to do so on account of the num 'ber of foes that opposed him, ile saw the brave lad lifted from his feet by They press 'ed closet and closer < to the a of Chinese fiends. three beings who were struggling so vali against such t erri ble odds. revolvers were soonemptied, and _the Etruggle became a hand-to-hand fight. Blows fell thick and fast everywhere upon everybody. As fast as a Chinaman came within reach of Nick C a rter's fist he went down. But his place was quickl y supplied by a nother, and the fiends ruth lessly upon their fallen friends in their mad frenzy to reach the objects of their h a tred. Suddenly the yellow devil$ made a de termined ru&h for their foes.. They crowded, like flieS, upon every -side. They fought like devils, like maniacs, like wolves. The brave policeman was thrown to the ground and trampled upon. A doz-en hands seized Patsy and tore him from Nick's side1 w hile a hundred others llttacked the de t ectiv e at the same instant. Nick saw that Pats y was being borne away, d.espite his s truggles, and he made frantic .efforts to go to his cBut there were a hundred Chinameu between him and the brave lad. Two hundred arms opposeq him. What cou _ld one ma n do against such odds? A blanket was thrown over his head, and he was horne away. "' 'rhey did not attempt to hurt him, for they still thought the boy was a beautiful girl. Then, as if by: magic r a shout went up from sol;Jlebody in the backgroUlld. The fight ceased as suddenly as it had begun; the C .hinamen faded away through doorways, alleyways, and buildings, and in-a moment more the was entirely deserted, save for the two policemen and N ick. The detective was the only one of the three wh() w a s upon his 'rhe brpised, bleeding, and utterly u sed up, were slowly struggling to tbeir feet; b-ut there was aot' aa enemy in sight. At that down the street came the sound g_f measured but hasty tread, and a squad of blue-coats from the nearest police station appeared. But were too late. The fight was over; the Mongolians had fled. Not a trace of them was to be seen. They had faded likeso many and nobody could say where they had gone. To .trace a Chinaman amid his favorite haunt9 is tracking a mouse in an old barn ;..you 111ay find mice, that particular mouse will have disappeared utterly

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18 NICK CAR'rER WEEKLY. and entirely, and you have no means of identifying him. But Patsy-or rather Lucy Baxter was also gone. The lad, arrayed in his disguise as a young and beautiful girl, was spirited away as absolutely_ as though dissolvt}...d into air. Nick knew that as soon as the China men discovered the trick that had been played upon them, Patsy's life would t1o't be worth a moment's purchase. If left in the power of Mdngol1an fiends anY" length of time, Patsy was doomed. "There is no time to muteted the detective. ''1 must get to work at Ol1Ce. I! The of policemen joined 1lmi, and the two who were injured were for by their friends. 11Where are tht! others?11 asked \the sergeant in command, addressing Nick. "What others?" "The Chinamen." "Didn't you kill any ofthelll ?' "WJ10 can say?" 11Well, I don't see theh: carcasses around." ''No; and you never will. 11 "Why?" "Their friends have carted them away." "Oh !" "A Chinaman will harder to rescue the corpse of a, countryman from the Christians than he will to save hjs own life." "1s that so?,., if we killed any--" 11And we did, .top1 growled one of the wounded officers. !'If we killed any oi fl1em," rc pea ted Ni'.;k, Htheir friends have carri e d tl1e bodies away.'' "Well, what are you g oing to dd next?" demanded the sergeant. "Fi11d the girl and rescue her," replied Nick. "How many tnen do you 'Want?i "None." "Eh ?, "None. 1 "Do y()u mean to say you are going it alone?" Yes." "Well, it's your business, not nun on l y--'' "Onlx what?" "1 shmlld want a few men with ,me." "You inight as we11 remain i h the st a as search here with two o r tlrtee men yon.'' "'Wll-yrt'"' "Ycnrbuld never find thi! kitl. , every house. itJ t he street. ''Still you would notfind her." "I'll betshe's' in one of them at thf moment." "So will I." "Well; then--" "While you were searching the whe re she is now, the Chinamen sri:IUggle-her into the next one. hou Wlle H you bad finished that one, they woul take h er back, aridyou could searcn the oth e rs at your leisure-;" "Humph p; the serge a n I "rve got one thing more to say.-2-' "What is that?" "If you stay here it wiii :_;:lit&:;'tlJ). last we'll ever see or hear of:you "':rhink so?"

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NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 19 "I'll bet .on :it." "You are mistaken just the same.'' "Why, Pil bet a dozen of those yellow
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20 He waited some time, but, of course, received no answer. Presently a Chinaman glided into view from the adjoining house, and him in his own language, "What do you want?" he asked. "Hop Ah Long." "Hop Ah Long has been arrested ; his place is destroyed ; his goods confiscated ; the house is empty." Nick pretended to bt:: greatly astounded. He at once began to -chatter tQ the i.tJ.o:: formant in Chinese-, askillg him what had happened, and perceiving by a badge that the Mongolian wore that he was a Suey Ong Tong man, the detective made a rapid sign of that order, in a-rder to con vince his new-found his confidences would not be Their was in perfect Chi nese, so we will translate it just as jt was uttered without the pigeon English that! would have been used1 had they conJ versed in the English language. CHAPTER VIII. TIME FOR THE EXECUTION"Tell me ab.o.ut it, 'J said Nick. "First tell me who you are," was the guaraed reply. "Like you, I am a Suey Ong." "Yes ; but your name, where you came fr:om, why you are here, and all that." Nick rapidly made up a story in which he re_presented himself as a traveling Chinese merchant-in other words, an opium smuggler-from San Fratx:Jsco. He gave his nvne as Wah Ming, an. d said tEat he belonged to the Golden Gate branch of the Suey Ong Tong. ''I am Sing Ll.lng,'' replied the bther. "Now, why are you here?'' "To see 1lop Ah Long." "You are a stranger ?n "Yes. n "You have never been here before?" 11 No, I come to get trade; see!" As be spoke, he quickly prod uced a little package which he slowly undid. Sing Lung's eyes began to glisten. He knew what was coming as w .ell as the_ detective knew that he was taking the. surest way of winni!lg the confidence of the reticent Mongolian. Presently the detective produced several small particles of opium. Selecting two, he banded them to Sing Lung. "They art: yours," he said. "Mine?" "Yes JDo you give them to me?t' "Yes." "Why?" "In order that you will introdu c e me as friend, and assist me in selling my stock." The opium that the t o Sing Lung was of the qualityj -a fact which the fellow was quick ta grasp. ".I will help you,'' he said. "Good! You shall have a large for yourself when my sales ar.e made." "Agreed r Come with me.-" "Wait. n "Why?" "First tell me about my fnend, Hop Ah Long.n '\He is in prison." "Ye.S, that. Si11ee wJ_ tetl ?ti "An hour ago.,.

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NICK CAR'fER WEEKLY,, 21 betray" Ahl Why :?,-, sellin' .opium." "Is that all?" "And abducting a y oung girl." ''Oh l" "The girl was a terror . "Homely, eh r' "No, beautiful. But she fought." "Bah!" "Ye s ; with a What!" "It is tnie: She had friends near by h o came to her aid. "Ahl, "Yes; ,and among them was-a reneJsade '' "You should have killed him." "He escaped.'' "1 "Wish I bad been here." "1 wish yon had." And the girl; what became of her?" "We rescued her." "Ah !" "She is nov: a prisone r." "Good l" she cannot escape." "Where is she?" "I bave said-wbere she cannot escape., tTn1e." ... "She will be punished." "Yes?P "At half past three-that is in an hour r so. '1 ''With what?)' "Death.,; "Bah l I thought you said she was eautifu 1. ,,. "She is. a. 1 'I' hen .sell her. "Sell her to wham?" ":"o me, if she pleases. me." SJng shook h:fs head. "& entence has been passed he said. "Why ?n 1 "his 'belie ved tliat she is a former lU111-smoker from another city who lowed herse1f to be led to the house of Hop Ah Long for the purpose of i_ng him, ti "Ah l?' "Therefore she must die,." "Bah P' said Nick. "She should first be offered for sale, and, if an-ybody will .pay enough, she should be sold.1 "Nobody would buy." ""Rerhaps I would. 't "You would be a fool." "Why?" "She would lead you said Sing Lung. Then he leaned forward a half whisper: "She has the evil eye." into trouble," and added in Nick raised his hands in pretended hor-ror. "And yet, she is beautiful, you say," lre Sighed. "Yes." "l!J.Ioo bad.'' "Ah You want a wife, Wah Ming?" do.n "I will get you one. "When?" "Now." "Where?" "At Sam Ling's." "Is she young and beautiful?" "She is both. She is there She was brought in just before the riot in: the street. I can save her for you, if you-will pay a good price, and if.. \'OU will give me more opium. !1-: ''I will do both." "Then she is yours." "Good! Let us go; but first,a condition, .Sing Lung.'' "What is it?" "You must show me the girl who is to be put to death.'' "You may be present at the execution." "Can't I see her before?" "No." avery good. Now show me the wife yon propose to sell .to me."

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23 NICK CAR'I'ER WEEKLY. "Come." "1 can save an innocent creature from harm, at all events," was the detective's thought as he followed his guide across the street. They entered the place kep't by Sam .Ling, and were at once admitted to the principal room, where men and women, old and young, in every stage of stupefaction were stretched upon the filthy bunks, lost to this world and to the next. The room was stifling, and the air was rig 11 tfu l. Sam Ling, the proprietor, was seated before a little oil-stove, busily engaged in coolking the drttg and preparing it for consumption in the pipe. Sing Lung said a few words to him in CJJinese, which served as an introduction for thetsupposed Wah Ming. Sam Ling nodded, and placidly contin ued his occupation fo(several moments. Presently he rose, and uttering .one word, "come,'' led the way from the reekjng_ room into the hall. They mounted two flights of stairs and at last paused before a door which the Chinaman unlocked with a huge key. "Go in," he said. They entered. A single lamp, with a very smoky chimney, was burning in room, and at first the detective could see nothing. Then, as his eyes became accustomed to the gloom, he perceived form of a girl not over fourteen -of age, _lying fully dressed, upon the floor in the centre of the room. Her ci1eeks _..were still wet with the tears she-had shed, and she. had doubtless sobbed herself to s1eep-a s1eep in which she forgot ber te.rror and helfplessnessi for there was a smile upon her lips as they gazed at her. A glance told Nick that lle was in time. ije turned, and with a pereUlptory wave of his band, forced both Sa.m Ling and S ing L1,mg again into the b att He followed them out and the door behind him. "How much?" he demanded, laconically, in Chinese. "Five hundred dollars." ''Too much. '' "No less, Wah Ming." ''Keep her, then," and he prete nded to turn away .,.How much will you "She is to. be my property?" "Yes." "I may take her a.way-
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NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 23 hinese ideas, a fair one. and the detec-Unlike other halls, there were no ive did not suspect that treachety would benches or chairs tp be seen. e attempted. The room was absolutely bare of furni-It was manifestly im possible for him to lure, the only article in view being an ore in two places at once, no matter how dinary wash-tub, which wa.s in the mportan t the seeming necessity might dle of the farther end of the ball. e, and just now he felt that his duty Chinamen were constantly arriving. calle d him to the of Patsy, having Some of them squatted upon the floor, one all that could be done, for the time and waited silently and patiently for the eing, for the unknown girl. victim to be brought in. "The interi o r s of Chinese opium dens Others gathered groups, and chat-re all, as the faces of their proprietors, tered like sparrows before a rain. tery much alike, and the one to which Each group, whether sitting or stand-ing Lung led the stran,geJ:, Wah Ming, iii'g, was constantly augmented by newwas not an exceptio to the rule, so far comers, many of them showing evidences s the first appearance went. of the recent riot in the street, where for !!'here was the close, ilt-smelling room a few moments, the fighting had been so ith its complemettt of debauchees, :fierce. tretched bunks, or even upon the The scene reminded Nick of his first oar when all the bunks were taken; the entrance the sodety headquarters of pium-larleu air, the glowing lamps at the Suey Sing, ,in San Francisco, and he which the drug was ''cooked," and tht! \9ondered if his e)(periences now would be ppr essi\'e heat. as thrilling as then. But in one respect this house was In twenty minutes the hall was crowdal ifferent the others) for it was con-by at least two hundred Chinamen, and ucted by one of the most influential still there was no sig:n CJf Patsy. hinamen in New York, as well as one Presently a gong sounded, and the f the richest. chattering became hushed in an instant. Beneath his roof he had accommodaSilence feigned ; and at the same mo_ for all classes of customers; there menta small door at the upper end of ere looms for gambling, and upon the the room optmed. P floor the partitions had been removed, Three :.tal wart Chinamen entered, one us creating a spaciom' hall where a walking in advance$ and the otl1ers bear cal society met frequently. ing a litter upon which stretched t:I.e It was to this hall that Sing Lung led form of the supposed Lucy. Baxter, for e :way; for it was here that the execu-Nick instantly discovered that Patsy's on Was to take place. disgu1se had riot been disarranged. The society was a natural outgrowth of The detective breathed a sigh of relief. e fiendish propensities of the Mongolian Thus far the boy was unhurt, he knew, avenger. except for the few blows that he may 1t organized for the promulgation have recehed during the in the f cruneJ for the very purpose to which it street. being put-that is, the seizure How tp save him was another.question: VIctims and their punishment when, There were but two entrances to the th bel' h 11 e 1ef of the inhuman captors, the a or creatures
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IH NICK CARTER WEEKLY. which the doomed captive had been brought. Nick Carter was never without resource. When be first set out upon the adventure in Chinatown, he prepared for every emergency that might arise. Nobody knewthe Chinese character bett.er than he. The terrors, the superstitions, the fanaticisms which sway them were familiar t.s>. him, and in the capacious poekets of his costume was concealed many an article which he now bt:lieved he find useful. Sing Lung, anxiGJus to please his new found friend, from whom he expected to receive more of that excellent quality of opiuw, had pushed to the very front of the-crowd, and Nick stood beside The litter upon which Patsy 'Was stretched was deposited npon the ,floor, and then the foremost Chinaman, \ v h o seemed to be a leader among them, bega n a long speech in Chinese. He told the :;tory of that night most graphically. He recited in detail all that bad uc-/ curred at the house of Hop Ah Long, and he ended by proclaiming the girl Lucy to be a spy, one who had deliberately come among them for the purposes of a fJ;lid, for which she forfeited her life and her right to Celestial bliss. When he finished, a shout went up from the throng. "The penalty the penalty!" the cried. Then the leader of those human fiends pronounced a sentence of death. Suddenly evetybody there was startled by a voice from the crowd, which cried in Chinese. "Show us the git:l !" It was Nick Carter's voice that spoke, and Patsy, from whose heart all hope had fled, exyerienced a thriB of .joy. Tbe boy could not understand a word that was being said around him. He did not realize to its full extent t e horrot of his position, but be knew that unless he were rescued, death in so e violent form would be his porlion If there is anything in which Chine ingenuity excels, it is in the art of torture, and Patsy knew that he would not be spared. Rather would he be made to suffer all the tortures that his captors c ould inve t. Nick, in shouting out as ne did, two purposes. One was to inform Patsy of: his pr ence, and the other was to inflame in tire hearts of the audience the lesire to o ce more view the beautiful face of the c p tive. Tliey took -up the shout. "Ay, show us the girl!" 1bey cried. The chief of the awful cerem o 1 frowned. "Who first? he crie d "l.'' Nick Carter stepped forward and stood alone in front of the crowd, f aciug the angry chief. Instantly, they all recognized the f ct that l1e was a stranger. 'Who are ?" demanded tne spokesman. "Wah Ming." do you live?!' "In San Fr,ancisco. "Your ?;., Nick stnHed placidly. "Traveli11g merchant," be repli ed At the same instant he deftl y prod u a little package of opium from 'his pocket, and tossed it to his interlocutor. "Why are you here ?H demanded the spokesman again, though with a shade less severity iQ his tone. "To b1,1y the girl, if yon will s ell her." A howl went up from he crowd. fH they cri e d "You hear?" "-Yes." 'Step back, then."

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NICK CARTER WEEKLY. N i ck stood his ground. 'Yon have all seen her," he saidt "I h ve not. I have more opium for my f May I look at her?" "Yes." T her e was a murmur of disapproval m the b(),dy of the hall, but Nick paid Ito attention to that. Two strides took him to Patsy's side. He knew that every eye was upon him, a d at the least sign of treachery on his par t, he would be attacked on every But lie had a purpose in view in wish-in to reach tli e side, and he be-. ved now that he saw a possible chance Of resc uin g him. It was as ingenious as it was daring, and deserved su-ccess. CHAPTER X. PHARAOH'S SERPENTS. T h e readers of the New Nick Carter Libr ary are familiar :with the fact that tl e g r e a t detective is an expert in the per f rmance of tricks-. So are the Chint:se, as a rule, and 11 pe ople are so prone to attrioute anyt i ng which t!Jey cannot 1lnderstand to pernatural power a:; Every boy who has seen or heard o the little pill from which, when a atch is touched to it, a worm win crawl, and after squirming and writhitig f r a time subside. It is called Pharaoh's snake. N ick h ad in his pocket two of those range pills but. they were of immense size, beirig (ully as large as black .;wal n :Jts From t hem "Snakes nearly as )arge as a an's wrist would writhe when brought to contact with fire, and tbe detective ew from what he had heard that the st performance of the ceremony would the branding of the victim with a hot on. The privilege of performing this tight 'lias to be accorded to the person who would pay the most money for it, and Nick knew that he coJ!Jd outbid all others, for he always went well supplied -with m oney When he reached Patsy's side he bent forward for an instant, and unseen by the hundreds of that were watching him dropped the two mysterious pills one on either side of the boy's face. 1Courage and patience," he whispered; "1 will save you. Then he straightened and cried, :ln pigeon English: "Melican gallee beautiful.. Wah Ming buy her; no matter what costee. n P' yelled the crowd. "Then Wah Ming buy the brand," .he added, stolidly, for curiously enotigh the privilege of applying the hot iron to the captive's face was a great one, and secured to the fiend who did it-if his '9ic tim were a traitor-a sure in the celestial regions. A bowl went up when he made-the statement that he would buy the brand. But it subsided when the strange auc ti<;>n began. The bidding wa-xed hot and furious. It began at one dollar, .and climbed to fifty in a moment. NiCk's bid was always at the top. Fi-nally the sum reached eighty-five Nick stepped forward, and pullhlg a roll of money from his poeket, cried : .One h-undred and fifty,"' There was silence. The master of ceremonies waited a long time, but no one raised the sum to a higher fignre.-Finally he turned, and pointing toward a little charcoal furnace in which an irQU' had been heating for some tittle, said : "You have bought the brand." Nick stepped forward, and seized ih'e iron, now heated to a white heat. Every Chinaman in the room now rose

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26 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. to his feet1 and stretched his neck in The room became filled with pungent order to witness the -operation of bran?odor. ChatteriniY, shouting, cries of ast o nish-ing. "<;> Nick approached Patsy, holding the ment and terror turned the place into a heated iron in his right hand. bedlam. In the palm of hisJeft hand was at the Nick seemed to be the most terrified o same time concealed a small penknife, all.' and the blade, as sharp as a razor, was He leaped from point to point, shoutopen and read for use. ing, crying out, cursing in Chinese, and The detective had shouted out his offers otherwise. doing everything in hi s in pigeon Engl!sh so that Patsy might to ada to tbe confusion. get some idea of what was about to Many of the spectators bolted for the pen. door. The boy, however, liad perfect confi-The three who had acted as leaders ,dence in his master, and he now felt cerleap'ed away from the vicinity of the .,A tain that Nick would find some way to litter upon which then: captlve't was rescue him. stretched, and mingled with the cro wd, He opened his eyes when Nick .drew all the while getting nearer and nearer to near, and he saw the heated iron as it the front door. in the .seeming Chinaman's Suddenly a cry of horror went up froni hand. the throng. The man who had applie3 "Couragef whi-spere9 the detective. the brand and thus called down the curse "Whatever happens don't move till I say upon them-the stranger, W ah Ming, so." was seen to pitch forward and to {all into Then he stretched forth his hand. the vesy midst of the writhin-g ooils. Tlie end of the' hot iron touched one of With another yell of terror he the mysteriou.s piiis, ignited it, and was sprang to his feet. -. quickly transferred to the other. The crowd saw him draw his pis tols He
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NICK CARTER WEEKLY 97 They swore, they shouted, they cursed, ey cried wi\h terroc, they fougM, they amp l e d one another beneath thcir feet, t h ey climbed over the heads and should-ers of those in a:d vance of them. The two hundred Mongolians became.. a mass of w ri thjng humanitr, tearing at ach otbe r 's throats, fighting1 nay, ki11i 1g t heir bes t friends in order to pass be. ond th e rt!a c b of those fiery reptiles w hieh h a d created the panic. Had they. looked back they would have s en that the snakes had ceased to be; at there; was nothing left of them but a a therJ substance that had settled like d u::t upon the floor. Had they looked back they would not ave seen the girl captive nor the man ho had applied the brand. It is possible that they might have be tieved they had been swallowe d by the rpents, however. But they did not look had but one idea. To escape from the room was the only e sire in tb.eir hearts, and they struggled o n fighting1 plunging, cursing, shouting ke the mad iiends they were. To them the room was possessed of the devil. The captive was a fiend, and Wah Ming an unfortunate ictim of the pythons. But the captive and the rescuer were ughing in their sleeves. As soon as the panic ccmmenced arid th e backs of the frantic men who com-osed the mob were turned toward him kk Carter seized Patsy by the arm, and t e next intstant they through the narrow door at the rear of he room. CHAPTER XI. THE ESCAPE. How many Chinamen were killed, 1aimed, bruised, or crippled in scramble to escape from the room here the "Lucy" was to have .tieen exec:uted will be known. Ntf"k did not care. The fiJst thing was to escape from the house; and the mily way in which it could be done was to utilize that c of excitement when every man \\-d.s10oking out for self alone. To jake Patsy into the presence of a Doyers street while arrayed in the costume of "Lucy Baxter" the detective would be fatal. When he passed through th.e door h_e found himself in a r all way which seemed to be connected with the adjoining house. Still grasping Patsy by the arm, he hurried along, and presently they :teached an open doQr. One glance into the room revealed the common sight of places-a man, stre.tclJed upon a couch. stupefied by opium, fioatiug in space above tb'e bottomless pit. The was one of the most sumptuous in that house, and the occupant was, judging from his attirey a man of means. "Here's your chance, Patsy," cried Nick. "Where?-" "Here; in this roop1." "I don't see it. u '"The man." "What of him?" "Come rn-, shut the door, and I will tell you." Patsy obeyed. "Look at him,." said Nick. "Well?" "How big is he?" "About my size. n "Exactly; his clothes will fit you.'' "Oh! B.ut how about this confounded wig?" "I'll have it of in a jiffy, Pat." "But I began Patsy, wl1eil the wig was. removed, and his bald pate. revealed. "Well, what?''

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28 NICK CARTER WEEKLY. "Taking that ieilow.'s clothes is mighty like stealing. 11 "It caxr't he .helped. Your life isn't worth a dime in that girl's.rig. 11 "That's so. 11 "All you need are his outer garments. Here is a black wig to cover that shaved head of yours, and you can clap on this false mustache; it is sometihng like this fellow's. 11 "What'll he do when he wakes up and finds his clothes gone ?11 "He'll send for the proyrietor, and raise a row. 11 . "Yes, but---" "Never mind what he does. It serves lli.nr right for coming to such a place. Now, get to work. 11 "I'm ready." "Pay attention to wllat I say now., "Correct. 11 "hn going to leave you h'ert'." "Oh !" "You've got to find you.r way out ruone. )r "I can do it. 19 'f'i'h
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NICK CARTER WEEKLY. 2!1 "Let us see. '' They stole forward cautiously. Nick moved a little, and they Nick g roaned. and thY, started back. Ni{!k raised himself to a sitting pos ture, and they beat a hasty retreat toward the door. "No r u n from Wah Ming!" cried Nick, i n pigeon English. "Wah Min&" better.' They retraced their steps. hurtee?" asked one, naturally assu111ing the same language. ''No; belly lilly. Snakee chaw Wah Ming fingel; snakee dead; sa be?" .A,n affirmative grunt was the response, and Nick rose painfully to his feet. "Where gallee?" he demanded. "Gone." ''Allee gone?'' "Ye' Flew away allee same like light ning!' "Ki'.!" "Gallee witch; she debil; sna"k 'ee clawl outee her earl?; swallow two Ch.inamen; snakee awfut;-5abe?" nye'. ,, Then, with all the embellishments he could think o1 Nick related his horrible :"struggle with the He told the e ager that they were in the act of devouring him when he lost conscious ness, and consequently he had no idea what agency had saved him from an awful death. He was the hero of the hour. The two men led him down stairs, and there, in the reeking smoking room, he related over the imaginary horrors through which he had passed. As soon as he could he left his auditors and repaired to the bouse of Sam Ling, for he wished to be there when the cers arrived. His fame, tor some reason, had not ceded him. Sam Ling an-dthe people in his house had heard 9f the terrible catastrophe that had at the execution of the girl LUc)r but had not heard of the cape of Wah Ming. Nick paused a moment. He told in part the same story that he had related before. Then drawing the huge key from his pocket he started for the stairs. "Where Wah Ming goin'?" demanded Sam Ling "Find gallee." '-'-Wha' gallee ?" HGallee Wah Ming bought; pay Sam :Cing two bundled an' flifty dol', allee same cash; sa be?' 1 "Gallee gone.'' "Gone!" "Ye'." "Gone where?" "Wif Lung. Sing Lung comee to Sam Ling. Sing Lung SllY Wah Ming dead; Sing Lung dalinee gal. Sing Luttg gal ; Sam Ling -Was bee han's, ' so; sa be?'' There was nobody else near thettJ. Nick and the Chinamatf were alone near the foot of tht! stairs. Then the detective was told that the child he meant to save had been taken away by Sing Lung he was so enraged that lie leaped torward and struck out with his right fist, using a:ll his strength. Sam Ling caught the blow squarely he tween the eyes, and. he went down like a log. Nick knew that the noise of the

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30 NICK CARTER WE KLY. would attract attention, and be leaped forward again, seized the now unconscious form of Sam Lit1g in his and with him bounded up the stairs .. Ere he paused he in front of the ,very door to which he held a and beyond which the girl he had pnrchased had been a prisoner. Just as he reached it a shrill scream from the interior of the room rang out wildly. Like a flash the truth dawned upon the Sam Ling had lied. The girl was there in t-Hat room, af!d Sing L11ng was with her. He did not wait to use his that would have tak!;n too long. He raised one foot and sent it crashing with all his force against the door. !t yielded One more ferocious kick, and it feil into th.e room. Nick dropped his bu:t;:den, and leaping l;Jasl the wrecked door uttered a shout of j,uy; 'for .he saw_ that he had arrived in time. The child1 shrinking with terror jn a far c.orner of the roo' mr-ha.d succ eeded in placing a small tal;>le between her and the rpffian who bad been pursuing her. That ruffian was Sing Lung, and as the door crashed in he turned to face the unexpected foe. But he might as well have faced a cy-across the room, as one might the bo_dy of a dead cat. The girl screamed with terror. She saw only an added danger iu the advent of a second Chmaman. "Do not fear," exclaimed Nick, in English. "I am not a Chinaman; I am here to save yon:'' She hardly understood, and yet somehow she was quieted and reassured by the voice that spoke to her. In another momtmt Nick bad tbe two unco11scious Mongolians firn1ly shackled, hand and foot. Then as l1e turned to reassure the child again there came a noise of pounding from below. Presently it was followed by the crash of a falling door, and in a very few mo ments the den swarmed with officers of the law. The place was raided as Hop Ah Long's had been, the prisoners and the effects found there were taken away, and then, Jed by Nick ..and Patsy, they repaired to the place where the latteti so naJ;rowly escape.d excruciating The alarm had spread, liowevel', and many of inmates of the house bad fled. The proprietor was iound hiding be.; neath some boxes and barrels just under the roof, and he is now in Sing Sing: The man whose clothing Patsy had been obliged to borrow was still drowned in his opium debauch, but he was taken away to wake in a sfation ho,use. The young girl whom N1ck rescued a Nick was :upon him with a rush like a so timely a moment belonged to an excel-whirlwifid. 1 f '1 clone. He seized the Chinaman in his mighty arms; ang hnrled 11im all his force ent am1 y up town, and she was speedil:y returned to her parents, sadder and wiser, and forever warned a.g.ainst

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NICK OARTER WEEKLY. 31 i g into conversation with unknown omen on the streets .of New :York. Three of the vilest dens on Doyers reet were raided in one night, and suffi-1 cient evidence was to send the p risoners "away" for long terms of years. When Mr, Terry first thought of en aging Nick Carter, he had said: "It is easy en'ough to raid those places, }Jr. Carter, but to procure evidence that w ifl convict the is another atter. We raid them and the next day t ey are in full blast again. What I want is '' And the detective had replied: "Evidence you shall have, sir.'-' We seen how it was procured, nd the name Nick Carter brings terror t o toe hearts of the Doyers street crimin als. [ 'I'HE ..END.] The next number of the Nick Carter Weekly will contain "Nick Carter's Newsboy Friend; or, the Great Semdoral t-Iystery," by the At1thor of Nick Carter. NI(K Our readers will be pleased to learn that we have issued No. r of Nick Car ter's Quarterly, containing Nos. 1 to I ) of the New -Nick Carter Weeklv bound in volume, with all the original coJ ored illustrations-a collection of good detective stories. PRICE CENTS. Eor sale' by all newsdealers, or sent postpaid by mail on receipt of pri.ce. by STREET & SMITH, PubJishers, New York. HOW TO DO BUSINESS. This book iaa guide to success lu l!fe, embracing Principles ol Business, Choice of Pursuit, Buying n.nd Selling, General Manage m,ent, Mecbanica.l Trades, Ma.onfacturing, Bookkeeping, otSu
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