Beyond the frozen seas, or, The land of the pigmies

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Beyond the frozen seas, or, The land of the pigmies

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Involuntarily Steve put out his hand and seized her, then down came the rope, whirlin"g-through the frosty air like a -monster snake in its death strug-Kles.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. you. Here comes a boy with papers; we'll buy one and see if there are any jobs to look up." Steve Whitely purchased the paper, seating them selves on a bench, the two began scanning it. Both were well-built, fine-looking young fellows, and neither was over eighteen. Jim Wakely's attire and manner showed plainly that he was from \he country, but there was nothing that sug gested a greenhorn in his countenance. The suit worn by his companion was of fashionable cut, though well worn, and there was quite a contrast between the two as they sat there. Suddenly Steve's eye caught sight of the following ad vertisement : "Wanted-A limited number of able-bodied young men to call at Room 71, Gloucester Building, 3 P. M. to day." That was all there was of it, and the New York boy all owed that it was a rather odd advertisement. \.. "What do you say if we answer it?" he exclaimed. "I am perfectly willing," replied Jim. "It isn't three o'clock yet; but suppose we walk up to the Gloucester Building, so as to be on time?" "Whatever you say, I am willing to do." After leaving the park the two boys soon struck Broad way, and the farther they walked the more curious they became to know what the advertisement meant. They halted in front of the Gloucester Building, and, looking at his watch, Steve found it was twenty minutes of three. After walking up and down for fifteen minutes they went inside. An elevator was something entirely new to Jim, but he did not show the astonishment he felt when they went shooting upward. Steve had no difficulty in finding Room 71, and pausing in front of it, he tapped gently on the door. It was opened immediately by a good-natured, middle aged Irishman, who promptly ushered them into a neatly fUl!nished office. A short, fussy man of forty came bustling out of an adjoining apartment, and saluting the boys, exclaimed: "Ah What can I do for you, young gentlemen?" "We came in answer to' an advertisement we saw in the paper," responded the New York boy. "Ah!" "You are the gentleman who had it inserted, are you not?" ventured the boy from the country. "Yes." Then there was a silence of fully a minute, during which the old man scanned them from head to foot. "Will we do?" asked Steve, smiling in spite of himself. Sit down." The pair dropped into convenient chairs, and the old man and the son of Erin followed their example. Just then there came a knock at the doqr, and when the Irishman open e d it, half a dozen young men were dis closed standing in the corridor. "We came in answer to the advertisement," said one. "Tell them to go back again, O'Brien. They are not on time; it is four minutes past three o clock," observed the man. "Yez are too late, gintlemen, so plaze be after returnin' as quietly as yez came," said Patrick, and he shut the door. "Now, then, young gentlemen, your names?" "James Wakely." "Stephen Whitely." "Are you looking for work?" "Yes, sir." "I will hire you, then, at a salary of fifty dollars a month and your board." "Wha-at !" gasped the astonished boys. "I said I would hire you at a salary of fifty dollars a month each and your board; and I will guarantee that the work you are to do is strictly honorable." "We'll take the job, sir!" gasped Jim. "Yes-yes!" added his companion. "Very well; you are to travel by water with me as niy assistants-that is, of course, if you can produce refer ences that you are trustworthy young men." "I can produce a dozen!" exclaimed the young New Yorker. "And I cannot produce one, as I ran away from the farmer I was living with," the country boy said, with a voice that quivered a trifle. "I shan't take the job unless you are accepted, too!" Steve promptly exclaimed. "See here," said the little, old man, not noticing the re marks, "I forgot to introduce myself. I am Prof. Nico demus Jacklyn, and I am going to lead an expedition to the South Polar Sea. I am putting up the entire and the expedition will consist of myself, you two boys, O'Brien, here and the crew of the good ship Lance. We sail the day after to-morrow." Before either of our young friends could make a reply to these startling words the Irishman pulled the door open, and seizing a man by the collar, hauled him into the room. CHAPTER II. MATT SCAGGS AGAIN. Steve and Jim were very much astonished at the extra ordinary action of th e Irishmap. On the contrary, the professor seemed more than de lighted.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 3 "You were very nicely caught, Matt Scaggs, weren't you?" he exclaimed. "Now, I want you to explain your self, or I shall order O'Brien to break every bone in your rascally body!" O'Brien showed that he was capable of doing it, for he held the man on the floor with an iron grip. "Let me up, please!" gasped the prostrate fellow. "I -I-meant no harm." "You meant no harm, did yez? Why have yez been listenin' at this door all day long, thin?" cried the Irish man. "Yes, that's it. Why are you trying to find out what business I am engaged in?" added the professor. "I haven't been trying to find out anything," was the reply. 'I have had cause to pass the door of your office half a dozen times to-day, and I don t see why you should allow this man to jump out in this manner. If you don't let me go immediately I will have you arrested for assault. Prof. Nicodemus Jacklyn laughed in his own peculiar way. "It is you who will be arrested," he said, "and if your employer is not careful he will suffer the same fate." At these words the face of the man changed color. He cast an uneasy glance at the door, as though he was look ing for a chance to escape. Our two young friends remained seated, and looked at the proceedin g s in amazement. They concluded that the fellow called Matt Scaggs was a villain. His appearance, at any rate, betokened that he was; there was a sort of sneaking look about him, and his countenance remind ed them of the villain in a play. "Let me go, and I promise you I will never come near you again," said Scag gs, in a pleading voice. There was such a truthful gleam in his eyes at that moment th a t the son of Erin involuntarily released his hold upon him. Then it was that something happened that was entirely unexpected. With the quickness of a cat Matt Scaggs struck O'Brien in the face, and then bolted for the door. Before could prevent him he had opened it and was outside. He was just in time to catch the elevator going down, and as Steve and Jim started in pursuit of him the pro fessor called them back. "Let him go ," said he. "I hardly think he will come around again. He is the hired tool of a rival of mine, who is trying hard to find out what I am up to." "Begob an' I think he heard somethin' that wa-s after bein' said." observed O'Brien, with a shake of his head. "If he did it will do him no good, for I have made up my mind that the Lamce shall sail to-morrow, instead of the day after," was the rejoinder. "Can the young gintlemen get ready in that toime ?'' asked the Irishman, as pe turned his eyes upon the boys. "'Ne can be ready at an hour's notice," exclaimed Steve, who was almost jubilant at the thought of going to sea on an exploring vessel. Jim was a little dubious about venturing upon the briny deep, but he did not hesitate to coincide with what his companion said. "Meet me at the Hoboken Ferry, foot of Barclay Street, at I I :30 to-night," said Prof. Jacklyn. "You need not stock up with clothing; I have all the necessaries on board the Lance." "Very well, sir," retorted Steve. "And kape yez eyes peeled, so yez are sure that scoun drel of a Matt Scaggs does not be after gittin' on yez track," spoke up O'Brien. "We will endeavor to show you that we are the kind who are not easily caught napping," observed Jim. "Even if I am .from the country, I am not to be fooled by any one." The professor nodded. "Don't forget your appointment," he said, as the two passed from the office. The boys assured him that they would not, and in a much easier frame of mind than when they came in they made the ir way to the bustling thoroughfare. Money was an article that was limited with them, but they concluded to have a first-class dinner before they went aboard the ship. Steve led the way to a restaurant that was patronized by Wall Street men, and they were soon engaged in putting away the good things set before them. They went to a theatre that night, and Jim enjoyed him self as only a boy from the country can when he witnesses a play for the first time . "Now, to keep our engagement," observed the New York boy, as they arose from their seats when the curtain went down for the last time. "It isn't such an awful walk to the Barclay Street Ferry, so we may as well foot it, I guess," he went on. "We can do it, and be there ten minutes ahead of time." "Just as you say," nodded Jim. They walked do{vn Broadway until they came to the post office, and theri trned down Park Place. Just why he led the way down this street, instead of going a block farther to Barclay, Steve did not know; but he made up his mind a minute or two later that it must have been fate that caused them to take that street. Half a block down a man came across the street and peered sharply into the faces of the boys. Then he hurried along in the direction of the river.

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4 BRA VE AND BOLD. But he did not turn away too quick for Jim Wakely to re c o g nize him. It was Matt Scaggs, the man who had escaped from Prof. Jacklyn's office that afternoon I The boy from the country immediately whispered this piece of intelligence to his companion. "Are you sure? exclaimed Steve, excitedly. ."I know it was him I When I once take a good look at a face I never forget it," was the answer. "Let us follow him, then." "Certainly. It will be best to keep the professor posted about that man as much as we can." Quickening their pace, they kept the fellow in sight un til they came to the corner of Washington Street. Sca g gs entere d a saloon in this n e ighborhood, and they drew back in the shadow of an awning to wait till he came out. Ten minutes passed, and he did not show up. Steve glanc e d at his watch. It lacked but a minute of the time they had agreed to meet Prof. Jacklyn, and they had still two blocks to travel. "We can wait no longer!" exclaimed the young New York e r. "Come! we must ke e p our appointment, or we might lose our job." At a sh a rp pace the pair started for the ferry. As they passed inside they beheld the professor and his man, O'Brien, waiting for them. "We are a minute or two behind," panted Steve; and then, in a whisper, he told the reason. "Matt Scaggs eh?" snorted the old man. "Well, I am afraid he will b e too late to find out anything. In less than an hour from now the Lance will be on her way to the South Pole !" CHAPTER III. DANGER. Twe lve hours later the ship Lance was on the ocean, outside of Sandy Hook and entirely out of sight of land. Prof. Nicod e mus Jacklyn was w orth about three mil lions when he c o nceived the id e a of leading an explori1:1g expedition to the Antarctic Ocean. Consequ e ntl y the Lance was built as strong as any ves sel could b e S h e w a s in r e ality a screw steamer, but as steam pow e r w a s only to b e used in cases of extreme ne cessity sh e w a s rigge d a s a thre e-maste d schooner. Her car g o c onsisted e ntirely of provisions and coal and it w a s estimated that there was enough of the former to last three y ears. The crew o f t h e Lance consisted of twenty-four meiJ..:__ captain, mat es, e n g ine e rs firemen, machinist, carpenters and sailors. Prof. Jacklyn had b e en a long time in selecting them, as he did not want a man m his crew who could not be trusted. As in the case of Steve and Jim, when he once saw a man who would suit him accordin g to his judgment, he would not be many minutes in hiring him, recommenda. tion or no recommendation. One peculiarity about the Lance was that the quarters of the crew w e re fitted up the same as the cabin. And, what is more, every person on board ate the same grade of provender. The professor was not a mean man by any means, and he wanted his employees to live as well as he did. He gave them good wages and furnished all the cloth-ing th e y would need during the cruise. --... Besides the provisions and coal, the Lance carried a good supply of arms and ammunition and taking it all in all, she was fitt e d out as complete as a ship could be. Prof. Jacklyn had only one thing to worry hi1'1, which was that his relatives were oppo s ed to him sp e n d ing so much money in what they declared to be a fool hardy undertaking. He' had refus_ed to listen to them all along, and had succeeded in shutting them all off, save a brother-in law, who was not known for his strictly honest dealings. This man was named John S pottswood and he was de termined to gain possession of some of the money the professor had. In tlleir last interview the owner of the Lance informed Spottswood that he need not be alarmed ab o ut the for tune he possessed, as, to make $ttre it would be safe until he returned, he had convert e d it into cash and government bonds, and would take it with him on his ship. This set the schemer to thinking, and he hired Matt Scaggs to nose about the professor and and learn when the Lance was to sail. For when "'she did sail Scaggs was to go with her, in cas e he could not get h o ld of the fortune before and when he came back he wa s to place it in the hands of his employer and forty per c e nt. of the profits. A very pretty little scheme for a man's brother-in-law to work against him Scaggs succe e ded in learning the name the exploring sh i p and where sh e w a s anchored, but he could not get aboard, try as he mig ht But luck seemed to b e with him for not ten minutes after he made his escape from the office of the professor h e m e t a machinist with whom he had formerly worked. Scaggs had b e en a prett y honest fell o w when the y had worked to g eth e r, and the machinist still thou ght him so. Before they parted he promised to g e t the villain a job as fireman aboard a ship that was to start on a three years' cruise in a day or so. When he was told that the name of the vessel was the

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BRAVE AND BOLD. 5 Lance, Scaggs could scarcely conceal the satisfaction he felt. "The man whos e place you are to fill was taken sick with the typhoid fever yesterday, and I was told to get a competent fellow as a substitute," said the machinist. "You, of course, will have to be examined by the boss of the expedition before you are hired; but that will be an easy thing; my recommendation will carry you through." Matt Scaggs reckoned it would be anything but an easy thing to pass a successful examination before the pro fessor; but he was determined to get aboard the Lance at all hazards. The villain gave an address where he could be tele phoned to and the two parted. And, when the machinist was informed that the ship was to sail th a t ni ght shortly after midnight, he promptly telephon e d to Scaggs to be on hand before that time. The scheming villain waited until nearly the last min ute before he started for the ship, and thus it happened that he came across the two boys, who were bound for the same place. When he went into the saloon he immediately passed out of a side d oor and hastened to the spot where he was to meet his friend, the machinist. He found him soon enough, and got aboard all right. And he escap e d being brought before the professor, because that individual was too busy to think about it. It was not until the next clay, shortly after the hour of one that the professor thought about the newly engaged fireman. He was standing on the deck, with Steve Whitely and Jim Wakely near him, when it occurred to him. He immediately called one of the officers and spoke about it. A few minutes later Matt Scaggs was brought before him : If a thunderbolt had struck the mainmast of the vessel, Prof. J a lyn could not have been more astounded, and Steve and Jim could scarcely believl! th eir eyes "You here Matt Scaggs?" thundere d the professor, when he could find the use of his tongue. "How dare you show your face aboard my ship?" "I was hired to come aboard as a fireman," was the bold retort. This fact being proven a few minutes later, the old gen tlell}an knew not what to do. Af first he was for turning the ship back and setting the villain ashore; but, being a trifle superstitious, he con cluded that it would bring bad luck upon the expedition if he turned back. So he resolved to keep Scaggs and allow to work as a fireman, but he informed every member of the crew of his bad character. And the daring villain, who had risked so much to get aboard the Lance, saw that he was likely to have a de cidedly unpleasant voyage. The days passed, and finally the weeks began to roll around. At last the good ship Lance left the gloomy shores of Cape Horn astern and went on her course-directly south. It was shortly after this that very ugly weather was en countered. It became so cold that the rigging was covered with ice, and it was hardly safe to venture on deck for over a min ute or two at a time. Matt Scaggs became very much dissatisfied with his berth. He wished a thousand times that he had never entered into the scheme to rob the professor of his fortune. And his evil nature told him that some one ought to suffer for the plight he was in. The more he brooded over this the more he became re solved to do something desperate. At length he became insane on the subject, and he got ready to commit a wholesale murder. He laid his plans to kill the professor, his two young as sistants and the Irishman l And he was going to do it by stabbing them to the heart while they slept l That very night, while the storm raged fiercely, and the waves ran high, he sneaked into the cabin. The excitement caused by the perilous position of the ship during the past twenty-four hours had completely worn them out, and, on e by one, our friends had dropped off to sleep. Scaggs crept forward, knife in hand, and at length paused before a berth. It contained Steve Whitely! The would-be murderer raised the gleaming blade aloft,. and a maniacal gleam in his eyes, prepared to strike I CHAPTER IV. BEAUTY SUSPENDED FROM THE CLOUDS. Steve Whitely was not doomed to die by the hand of an assassm. Just at the very instant the knjfe was about to descend the bpw of the ship went crashing against a floe of ice. The shock not only threw Matt Scaggs off his feet, but fairly flung the sleepers from their bunks. Steve and Jim were upon their feet almost instantly. By aid of the dim light from the cabin lamp they be held Scaggs staggering to his feet, the knife still clasped in his hand. His presence suggeste d that something was wrong, and the knife-well, the boys shuddered as they comprehended their narrow escape.

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6 BRA VE AND BOLD. Like a cyclone they swooped upon the villain and took the weapon from him. J ust as they had accomplished this O'Brien appeared on the scene. The Lance was pounding about against the broken ice so badly that the noise made it almost impossible to hear what was b e ing said, but Steve managed to make the Irishman und e rstand what Scaggs had been up to O'Brien seized a rope and in very short order he had t he woLild-be murde rer bound hand and foot. Steve and Jim quickly made th e mselves ready and has t ened out on d e ck. It was so cold that their breath was nearly taken away as they emer ge d from the warm cabin. They soon learned, from one of the watch, that the ves sel was now clear of the floe, and that no damage had been done. So the boys returned to the cabin again The engin e s were going, and the ship was still slowly making for th e south. Our young fri e nds found th e professor standing be fore Scaggs and giving him a good talking to. "You are to remain a prisoner from now until we get back to New York," they heard him sa y "I shall have a c hain put on y.ou, one end connected with your ri g ht wrist and the other with your left ankle. O'Brien, you will see that attended to the first thing aft e r daylight ar rives." "All roight, sir," the son of Erin replied; "it shall be j ist as you order, s ir." And s o it was The next morning the chain was se cured to th e villain in th e manner designated by the pro fessor, and Sca ggs was sent back to his work. Twelve hours later the fury of the storm had been spent, and the sun shone once more. Obs e r vations were taken, and the profe s sor was pl e ased to learn that t h ey had reac hed a point a hundred and twent y miles sout h eas t of South Shelter Island. And str ange to say, the weath e r was fairly mod e rate. "Are you r ea lly i n search of the South Pole?" Jim one day asked t he professor, after h e had been giving a lengthy talk on th e subject of "Unknown Lands Beyond the Ice." "I s hall not g ive up the search until I am forced to from l ack of provisions and fuel," was the reply "An d you thin k, if the Lance can ge t far enou g h throu g h th e ice, wi will find land that is habitable?" spo k e up Steve. "Cer t a i nly I do "Well, th e Lance will ge t throu g h, if any boat can "She will !Set th roug h." "But suppose we get stuck between two floes?" Jim ventured. "Then the result of my genius will come in to play. We will saw our way through by steam power." Two weeks passed. The Lance had not made over fifty miles in the direction she was pointed. But still the professor was confident that he would at len g th reach the goal. Another week went and found the good ship wedged hard and fast into the ice, and a violent snowstorm in full blast For twenty-four hours the snow continued to fall, and then it cleared The white, feathery mass was pil e d high above the decks, and when the sun, which appeared to be so ob s ti nate i!l that region, came out, there was naught to s ee but one stretch of glittering whiteness. Warmly clad in their costumes of fur Steve and Will ascended the rigging so as to get a b etter vi ew of things. They made their way cl e an to the cradle of the foremast, and when they got there they were disapp o int e d, for a thick haze had s e t in and they could not s e e a hundre d f eet away from them. "This is too bad, said Steve. "I thought we might be able to catch a glimpse of open wat e r." "So did I," Jim answered: "But suppose we w ait a few moments? Perhaps the haze will go away as qui ckly as it came." "That is so." "It is pretty cold up here, isn't it?" "Yes, but not as cold as one would think it to be in this latitude." "But it is cold enough. I--" Jim did not ftnish the s e ntence, for the shrill scream of a female rang out apparently directly over their heads. The pair looked at each oth e r in consternation. Their surprise was so great that they nearly lost th eir hold upon the rigging. "Wh-a-a-t--" gasped Steve. -., "Save me! Oh, save me!" came a voice so near them that it fairly rang in th e ir ears. At that instant the haze lifted as if by magic, and sus pend e d from a rope, not t e n feet above them, the boys beheld the form of a b ea utiful girl clad in furs! CHAPTER V. EMMA HUNTINGTON. Suspended from the sky! That was what the girl appeared to be when Ste v e Whitely aJ;J.d Jim Wake ly first saw h er. But, no! The mist had entir e ly cleared now, and l ess than a hundre d feet above th e ship's topmasts a hug-e b a l loon with monster, g ull-like wings, was floating in the air. And th e g-irl was suspended from that! The boys took all this in before ten seconds had passed

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BRA VE AND BOLD. and it is possible that they would have remained power less to act some little time longer, had not something hap pened to call them to their senses. The rope began paying out from the balloon, and the girl descended to within two feet of them. Involuntarily Steve put out his hand and seized her, and Jim quickly followed his example. Then down came the rope, whirling through the frosty air like a monster snake in its death struggles. "Thank God !" It was the girl who uttered this fervent exclamation. Then she became a dead weight in the arms of the boys, for she had fainted. A peculiar, whirring noise was heard, and, looking up, our young friends saw the balloon skimming away through the air like an immense bird. "It is a flying machine!" Steve gasped. "Yes," answered Jim. "Let us go below with this strange young lady; she might freeze to death if we stay up here too long." "Come on. Of all the winderful things I ever heard of, I think this one caps the climax !" Swiftly, but cautiously, the two descended the ratlines with their unconscious burden. Prof. Jacklyn was on deck, and he nearly fainted when he saw what the boys had in their arms. He had seen the air ship as it flew away, but was not aware that it had left anything aboard his vessel. "What in the name of wonder have we here?" he ex claimed. "A young lady," panted Steve. "She was lowered from a balloon that just went over us." "We must get her where it is warm as soon as sible," added Jim. "Cer-certainly !" and the professor waddled after them in a bewildered manner. O'Brien was equal to the occasion, however, and he quickly pushed out the lounge in the cabin to receive the unconscious burden the boys carried. "This sames to be a miracle, I'm after thinkin'," the Irishman observed. "Get some brandy and rub the poor crature's wrists." Steve and Jim flew to obey, and after five minutes the girl opened her eyes. "Am I saved. after all?" she feebly asked. "Yes, you are in the hands of friends," answered the professor. "Do you feel strong enough to talk?" "Oh, yes and her eyes brightened. "Would it not be advisable to take off your wraps?" Steven ventured. "It is warm here in the cabin." "Thank you." The girl arose and acted on the New York boy's sug g estion" Prof. Jacklyn had now entirely recovered his compos ure, and he hastened to furnish her with a glass of some light wine. "Now I will tell you my story in a very few words," their visitor began. "My father's ship, the Emma Hun tington, foundered about two hundred miles off the coast of Brazil. My mother and myself were on board, andand, to make a long story short, she was drowned, along with papa and the crew. I was the only one who escaped a watery grave, and how it was I scarcely know. "I found myself in the water clinging to a tangled maze of ropes attached to a spar. I had courage and strength enough to lash myself fast. "Then I fainted, and when I at length came to I was alone-alone on the bosom of the Atlantic, with naught to greet my anxious eyes but the dark-green water and the sky! "But it was not long before I discovered a dark speck in the sky It kept growing larger all the while, and it ap peared so strange that I became fascinated and could not take my eyes from it. "Nearer and nearer it came, and presently assumed the proportions of a mammoth bird "A few minutes later I comprehended what it was It was some sort of a flying machine, for I could see a man in it with a glass directed at me. "I waved my hand and gave a frantic cry for help, and then again I fainted. "When I came to I was in a little place not over ten by four feet, and with a very low ceiling. Two men sat be fore me, and they promptly introduced themselves as the Bach Brothers, inventors. "They told me I was in a flying machine bound for the South Pole, and that, as they had no room for me, they would contrive to put me aboard the first ship they came across. "That was three days ago, and owing to the terrible storm that has been raging, we did not sight a ship until we came upon yours half buried in the snow. "The moment the inventors sighted it they ordered me to put on the garmep.ts of fur you found me in, and then, before I was aware of what they intended to do, a rope was tied beneath my arms. One of the men opened a trapdoor in the bottom of the car and forced me down through it, while the other steered the air ship. "The next thing I knew I saw two human beings, and a moment later I was seized and held fast. That is all of my story." "Remarkable! Remarkable!" exclaimed the professor. "Well. Miss--" "Emma Huntington-my father's ship was named after me. !forgot to tell my name before," interrupted the girl. "Well, Miss Huntingtoni I assure you that you will he

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8 BRAVE AND BOLD. more welcome aboard my ship that you were in the air ship." "Thank you!" she returned, fervently. Steve and Jim were astonish e d b e yond measure at the remarkable story t o ld by Emma Hunting ton. While they believed every word-what they had wit nessed with th e ir own eyes was sufficient to make them believe it-they c ou ld hardly r ea lize that it was possibl e An air ship b ound for the South Pole! It was more than probable that it would get there be fore Prof. Jackl y n did-if he ever got there! The extraordinary arrival of Miss Emma Huntington created no littl e excitement among the crew of the Lance. Some of them were satisfied to have her aboard, but there were others who declared she was bound to bring bad luck upon the expedition. Whether she brought good luck or bad, or any luck at all, the reader will learn by the perusal of this story. CHAPTER VI. LAND AHEAD! Now that the snow had ceased to fall the professor de termined to work a passage throu g h the ice. His plan was to use dynamite, of which there was an ample supply on board, and he gave the orde r to those who were to handle the dangerous explosive to proceed at once. The crew of the Lance consisted of practical men, and each man was fully capable of d oing what was r.equired of him-even to the villain Matt Scaggs. Two of the men w e re selected to discharge dynamite cartrid ges at points where they would be lik e l y to do the mbst good ; and Steve and Jim went along with them, at their own request. All four were armed with rifles, revolvers and knives, and the professor, glass in hand, watched them as they stepped off the d e ck upon the hard frozen surface of the snow. The b oy s were cautious of the dynamite their com pani o ns carried, and when the first cartridge was laid they drew back to a safe distance, thinking it would explode right away. But when they saw one of the men produce a coil of fine c opper wire and begin uncoiling it, they began to tbfok differently. "We will lay three cartridges th e farthest about half a mile fr om the ship," said one, in answer to an inquiry from Jim. "And th e n yo u will explode them by means of a battery in the cabin," added Steve. "Exactly." "Then there won't be any danger of us gettin g swal lowed up when the ice breaks," said the country boy. "No; it wouldn't do for us to rem a in here." This sort of business was en tirely new to the boys, so they watched th e proceedings with int e rest. They help e d dig the snow away, and saw the cartridges placed and the wires attached. One of the men remamed near a stake to which the wire was attached until the other had proceed e d to the ship with the c o il. He then removed the stake and foilowed. Prof. Jacklyn hims e lf sat at the keyboard o f the battery, and >Vhe n every man on board had be e n notifi ed of what was going to occur, he pressed sharply on a knob. Boom-m A terrific explosion followed, and the Lance trembled from stem to stern. A series of sharp reports followed, and the professor rubbed his hands satisfactorily. "I guess we ll get through now!" he exclaimed. "Pass word for the engines to be started." Steve and Jim went on deck. The crew were just clearing the last of the snow away, and the deck presented its usual appearance. Casting their eyes southward, the boys were surprised to see a number of slanting streaks in the snow-covered surface. "That is water!" exclaimed the young New Yorker. "We will be able to get through for some little distance, at any rate." Even as he spoke the Lance began slowly for ging ahead. The ice snapped and cracked on all sides, 'but the sharp prow of the powerful vess e l cut its way through. It s eeme d that the huge floe had split almost in the cen ter, and at half-stroke the Lance proceed e d on her way southward. For two day s this continued, and then a wide, open channel was reached. The crew w e re suff ering considerably from extreme cold, so the professor ordered to keep below as much as possible. In another week he calculated that there would be a general breaking up, as it was about time for the polar summer to be g in. And the learned man was right. Six days later they found themselves in comparatively clear water, and with the thermometer registering twenty-two degrees above zero. "This is g lorious!" exclaimed Emma Huntington, as she stood on the at the side o f Steve and surveyed the scene. "It i s a l mos t warm enough for a spring day." The sufferings of the g irl h ad made h e r wan and thi n but she was fast recovering and her che e ks glowed with excitement at the present moment.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 9 "I wonder if ever we will find the pole?" Steve said, half-musingly. "Others have tried it and failed." "The professor claims that we are farther south now than anyone else has been and returned," the g irl said, softly. "If we do get there I wonder if re will find peo ple "If we find anybody there it will most likely be the Bach brothers. If they couldn't get to the pole with their air ship no one else could." I "Then you do not think the place is inhabited-that is, if it is composed of land?" "I hardly think so." "What is the use of men risking their lives in trying to discover it, then?" "That is so;" and the boy nodded as he saw the wis dom of the remark. While the young couple stood there talking Matt Scaggs passed them, the chain attached to him clanking dismally as he moved along. "I feel sorry for that man," exclaimed Emma. "I thin!{ he has been punished enough, and I am going to ask the professor to order the chain removed from him." Scaggs overheard this remark, and he l ooked gratefully at the girl; though when his eyes turned to Steve, a fierce scowl came over his face. "I don't think it is advisable to bother about the scoun drel," the boy replied, as he moved toward the ca.bin with his companion. "But I will bother about him," and the girl showed that she was persistent. She promptly sought out the professor and pleaded with him that the chain should be removed from Scaggs. The reslt was that the learned man gave in to her, and the rascally fireitian was freed from the incumbrance that had been upon him for so many days. He promised to behave himself in the future, l;:>ut he had no idea of keeping the promise. He had registered a vow long ago to kill the professor, his Irish servant and the two boys, and he meant fo keep it, even if he died the next minute after the deed was ac complished. But he concluded to bide his time. Day after day passed by. The Lance kept on making fair headway. Twenty-five miles a day was an excellent average, the professor thought. Meanwhile the short summer was rapidly drifting away and the exploring ship was steadily forcing her way southward. Prof. Jacklyn became jubilant. "We will reach the pole !" he exclaimed, "even if we never get back again. We are within a hundred and fifty miles of it now." "And a strange curr ent has got hold of us which is drifting us that way," added the captain, with a shrug of his shoulders. "It isn't likely we will find one to favor us so when we start to come back." "Neve r mind the coming back part," retorted the pro-fessor. Before anything further could be said the man who had been sent aloft with a glass reported land to the ?Outhwest. 1 CHAPTER VII. SCAGGS MAKES A DISCOVERY. "What land do you suppose that can be?" asked Steve of the professor, as he gazed through a glass at the dark line that showed up in the southwest. "\Nhat land is it?" echoed the head of the expedition ; "why, it is the land upon which the South Pole is located, to be sure What e lse could it be? The result of our last observation showed conclusively that we were much farther south than any discoverer has been. Gentlemen, we are beyond the ice! See that broad stretch of clear water to the south !" What Prof. Jacklyn spoke was the truth. The Lance had successfully worked her way through the ice many miles beyond the farthest point heretofore known. Perhaps it was luck that did it; but anyhow she was there, with all on board hale and hearty Clear water was close by, and the thermometer was going up! The next day at noon the professor, and mate met on the deck for the purpose of taking their reckoning. The sun was shining as brightly as it could, for that latitude, but the instruments did not work with any de gree of success. "We are close enough to the pole to satisfy me that it is somewhere on the land we see over there," said the pro fessor, with a satisfied air. "When we go ashore we will wait for a good opportunity and get our exact latitude and longitude, or else find that we have reached the spot where neither exist." The Lance was now forging through comparatively clear wa.ter. Her sails were spread, and she glided along without the aid of steam. And, what was more, the vessel appeared to be in as good order as when she left New York, which was over five months before. Straight for the land her bowsprit pointed, and there was not a person on board who was not anxious to get there . nearer they got the more desolate the land ap peared. It was necessary to keep throwing the lead every few minutes to ascertain the depth of the water in the huge

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IO BRA VE AND BOLD. lake, which was locked on one side by a belt of ice and on the other by a desolate shore. The temperature was now high enough for the men to work bare-handed, and this, together with the fact that they were nearing land, caused them to sing snatches of sea songs in a cheery manner. There was one man on board who was more anxious to get ashore than any of the rest, and that was Matt Scaggs. As soon as he heard the cry of "Land ho !" he began thinking about deserting the ship, and in less than half an hour he had settled upon a plan to take "French leave." While the rest of the crew were singing away at their work, and watching the unknown coast they were nearing, the villain was not idle. He contrived to gather together a bag of provisions, a repeating rifle, revolver, a knife and a sufficient supply of cartridges. He stole these articles from the cabin with little or no difficulty, and then placed them in the ship's boat that swung from the davits over the port side, near the stern. As the pilot house was forward, and all hands had gath ered near the bow, he was not seen while doing this. Now came the difficult task of lowering the boat into the water unaided. But Scaggs was cool as he was desperate, and he con trived to do it, as the tackle worked as easily as the wheels of a clock. Noiselessly he dropped into the boat, and two strokes of his knife sent him adrift. "Now for the shore!" he exclaimed, under his breath. "I will establish quarters there, and watch my chance to kill off my enemies, one by one. I'll do this, even if I never get back to New York to report to John Spottswooc;j. !" Picking up an oar, he paddled away from the ship. When he had placed himself within three hundred yards of her, he began rowing for the shore with all his might. He saw the Lance heaye to a few minutes later"and drop her anchor, and he chuckled as he saw his absence had not been discovered. Steadily he pulled on, and at length he was a mile away from our friends. Matt Scaggs eased up on his oars and began singing the chorus of a rollicking song He felt happy, though he had no idea how he was going to make out when he got ashore. "Kee p me in chains, will they?" he cried; "well, we will see if I don't mak e them pay pretty d ear for it. If this is the South Pole I will be the one to get the credit of dis covering it. If half those aboard the Lance were dead
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BRA VE AND BOLD. II and earnestly at the sc ene; "this is nowhere near the South P o l e after all! We hav e probably struck the coast of So u th Shetland. Thal fo; l of a professor has been wrong' in his calculations." The fellow had scarcely arrived at this conclusion when he was startled by seeing an animal resembling a goat running toward him. An arrow was stickin g in the creature's side, and in voluntarily Scaggs rais e d his rifle and brought the wounded goat to the ground. The echoes of th e report had scarcely died away when a curious little man, not over three feet in height, ap peared on the scene. He was attired in a costume of skin, and armed with a bow and arrows. "Hello!" exclaimed Scaggs. "Who are you?" CHAPTER vrn. THE PIGMIES. The Lance was less than a quarter of mile from shore when her anchor went down. It was not -until fully ten minutes later that Matt Scaggs' absence was discovered. In sweeping his glass along the coast the mate saw him just as he was about to land upon the beach. The professor was quite wrathful when he found that the rascal had deserted the ship. "He signed articles for three years," he exclaimed, "and now he has dared to leave the vessel without first getting permission." "Yez can't expect anything else of ther dirty loafer," said O'Brien. "Wasn't he after killin' us all? Ther young lady made a big mistake when she got yez to take ther chain off him. Scaggs will be after givin' us lots of trouble yet, see if he don't." "I guess you are right," spoke up Steve "I am sure he is right," Jim added. "Well, never mind it now. We will be on the lookout for him. We ought not to be afraid of one man," and the professor shrugged his shoulders. "Are you going ashore?" the sailing master ventured to ask. "Yes, right away. Would you like to go with us, Mr. Androvett ?" "Yes, sir; I would like to see what sort of a country it is." "Then you shall be one of the party. Steve, Jim and O'Brien shall go, too. That will be sufficient for the first trip ashore, I think. When we come back those of the crew who desire to may go." "How about me, professor?" a low, musical voice at his elbow asked. Emma Huntington stood near, and there was such an app e aling look in her bright eyes when she asked the ques tion that the learned man promptly replied: "Yes, if yo wish, Miss Huntington." "I am so glad," and the girl hurried to the portion of the cabin that had been set aside for her use to make ready for the trip ashore. "I think we had better arm ourselves," observed Capt Androvett; "there is no telling what we might meet be fore we get back." "I agree with you," returned the professor "We must be on the alert for danger, and keep a special watch for the appearance of Matt Scaggs." In fifteen minutes the party was r e ady to go ashore. The boat was lowered, and under the hear t y strokes of two sailors it went gliding for the desolate b e ach. They landed at a point nearly a mile below the spot where Scaggs had left the other boat, and th e y soon ob served a natural roadway leading up the hill. "There is nothing to s e e here on the beach ; sup pos e we walk up the hill a ways and take an observation," Steve suggested. "That is the proper thing to do," the professor has tened to answer. At a brisk pace they set out. Halfway up they paused for a rest, and surveyed the scene they had left behind them. The Lance, anchored in a little bay, made quite a pleas ing picture and she was the only thing the eye could see that suggested anything like civilization, or anythin g made by human hands. The distance to the summit of the slope was much longer than it appeared to be, but, nothing daunted, our friends pressed on. Emma Huntington declared that she was not tired, and this served to ease the minds of the others. Keeping steadily on, they at length reached the top. When their eyes rested upon the same scene Matt Scaggs had gazed upon but a short time before, cries of delight left the lips of our friends. "In the center of yon valley we will find the pole!" ex claimed Prof. Jacklyn, rubbing his hands. "I always be lieved that the climate was balmy at both poles. It is the eternal belt of ice that shuts off the rest of the world from th e m that makes the severe cold. We are the luckiest mortals in the universe, for we have discovered a new land, which I have no d o ubt is as large as the State of New York. I am going to lead the way down into this vall e y that is l o cat e d beyond the ice. Come!" Rifle in h a nd the enthusiastic man started down the hill, the others following. When they reached the first signs of genuine vegeta tion they sat down to rest.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 13 "I guess there wilJ be no danger after you get to the foot of the hill." "Thank you!" exclaimed the girl. With their eyes fixed on the pigmies, who were half concealed in the woods, our friends proceeded to retreat. The vicious little fellows made no attempt to follow them, but watched their every movement keenly enough. When they came to the spot where they had made their first in the valley Prof. Jacklyn said they had gone far enough, and told Jim to take Emma back to the Lance and bring twenty of the crew back with him. The boy promptly set out with his fair charge, and the rest of the party watched them until their forms were lost to view behind a ridge on the hillside. "We will have reinforcements in a,n hour," the professor observed, as he lighted his pipe, preparatory to having a good smoke. "We must find out what sort of people these dwarfs are and what they subsist on. Perhaps if we go back with a large body of men they will not offer to attack us again. If we can make friends with them, so much the better will it be for ourselves and science." "I think ourselves come in away ahead of. science," spoke up Androvett. "This expedition set out partly for the benefit of science," said the learned man, and he puffed on his pipe in a manner that showed the captain he was not to argue the question any further. "Begob I don't belave the little divils want us here in ther valley at all!" cried O'Brien, suddenly. "See! they are after comin' out of ther \voods !" This was indeed the case. Evidently the pigmies h ad resolved to make another attack, for their actions showe d that they were getting ready for it. After a great deal of running about they suddenly headed for our friends at a sharp walk. And they came in countl e ss numbe:s, too To use an old saying, "the woods were full of them." Prof. Jacklyn's pipe must have been the means of putting an extra supply of coura g e in him, for when the cap tain made the suggestion that they had better put back for the ship at once, and leave the valley to the dwarfs, he stamped his foot emphatically and exclaimed : "If we put back it will be against my wishes. We can subdue these little easy enough, if we only go about it in the right way." "Pray tell us the right way, then," Androvett answered. pith a shrug of his shoulders. "\Ve will march down to meet them with a flag of truce." Neither of the rest thought this good policy, but they said nothing-. The professor quickly tied a white handkerchief to the muzzle of his rifle, and started boldly to meet the army of approaching pigmies. The others followed, as a matter of course, but they had their rifles in such positions that they could use them at an instant's notice. When they were within five hundred feet of the dwarfs a startling thing occurred. The little fiends, who numbered perhaps three or four hundred, suddenly spread out in fan shape, and came swooping down upon them with a speed that was amaz mg. Nothing daunted by this move, the professor kept on, waving his flag of truce as he went. "We are in for it now!" exclaimed Steve. "Come, pro fessor, turn back! We have got to run for our lives! They do not recognize the flag of truce." "That is so; they must be heathens, I guess;" and be coming badly frightened once more, the stout old gentle man lowered his rifle and began legging it as fast as h e could in the of the hill. The others could run faster than he, but they dared not do so for fear of leaving him behind. The professor's plan to make friends was destined to prove a miserable failure, for the pigmies, in spite of their short legs, gained rapidly upon them. Steve saw that it would only be a question of five min utes before they would be overtaken. "We may as well make a stand and fight it out," he said. "If we run much farther we will be too much out of breath to make any resistance." "You're right," retorted the captain. "Turn and give them a dose of lead !" Two seconds later they stopped and dropped to their knees. The next instant they opened fire, keeping up the shooting until the magazines of their rifles were empty. But the galling fire did not serve to stop the now en raged horde of pigmies. They came on faster than before, and soon were swarming aboi.1t the unfortunate explorers like a hive of bees. And for some strange reason they did not attempt to slay them with their arrows or spears "They propose to take us alive," said the captain, quickly. "We may as well surrender before they change their minds and make sieves of our bodies." Prof. Jacklyn at once threw down his rifle, and held up his hands in token of submission. A minute later the four were prisoners. CHAPTER X. MATT SCAGGS IS LUCKY. Jim Wakely and his charge had not gotten halfway up the incline before they became very tired.

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14 ERA VE AND BOLD. "I do not suppose there is any use of our hurrying so fast," said the boy. "The professor did not intend that you should drop from sheer exhaustion, Miss Hunting ton." "I would like to get back to the ship as soon as pos sible," panted the girl. "As the captain said, I should not have come at all. But it appears that I am bound to be in some kind of danger ever since I stepped upon the deck of my father s ship." "Your experience with the flying machine was certainly a queer one," said Jim, as they trudged along at a slow pace. "I wonder what became of the wonderful inven tion, anyhow?" "If they ever reached. this place it is quite possible that the balloon has been shot full of arrow holes by the pig mies. Of all horrible people on earth, I think these pig mies are the worst!" and the fair girl shivered as she spoke. "I agree with you," said Jim. "And I think the profes sor will wish he had left them alone before he is through with them." The pair had now reached a peculiar sort of natural ditch, and chancing to glance into it, Jim saw something bright and shining. Cu!-iosity bade hirn see what it was, so he hastened to the spot. A moment later he held in his hand a heavy piece of metal the size of an egg. "What is it?" asked Emma. "It is gold, if I can judge by what I have read of the preci ot\_S metal!" the boy exclaimed, as he eagerly ex amined his find. "I believe you are ri g ht," his companion hastened to reply; and she became so much interested for the time being that all h e r fears were allayed. "Suppose we follow the ditch along for a little di'stance and see if we can find any more?" Jim suggested. "f am willing." "It is right on our way to the beach, anyhow." "Yes, that is so." Carefully the pair wended their way up the dry water course. Jim's keen eye saw another lump of the same stuff he held in his hand, but before he could make a move to reach it a sudden interruption occurred. Half a doze n dwarfish figures sprang into the hollow and seized the boy and girl in a viselike grip. That they belonged to the same tribe they hq.d encom;i t e r e d so recently was plainly evident, for they were Clre ss e d and looked the same. E mma gave a horrified shriek, and then fainted; and Tim cci lle d lustily for help. It soon dawned upon him, however, that it was useless to waste his breath in shouting, as they were certainly beyond the hearing of anyone who might be able to help them. The little men seemed to be delighted at capturing the pair, and they made haste to bind them with thongs in a manner that would defy the strength of a giant to break. The pigrnies chattered among themselves, and their voices sounded like the squealing of so many pigs. Jim's heart sank within him as h e saw the unconscious girl lifted by four of the fiends and carried out of the ditch. His feet were free, and the others soon showed him that he must use them. He was hurried out of the ditch and conducted along be hind a natural ridge for abn11t two hundred yards. Then the dwarfs came to a halt in a dry hollow basin, and the boy saw there were three more of them al ready there and apparently in waiting. But that was not all he saw! Lying upon the ground was the outstretched form of Matt Scaggs. The villain was secur ely bound, and he looked the picture of abject misery. "Hello, Scaggs!" exclaimed Jim, when he had rec ov ered from his surprise. "vVish you had stayed abo::i.rd, don't you?" "Yes," was the answer, "and I guess you wish the same." "I do for a fact," and the boy's face clouded as he thought of the peril he was in. "I knew some of you would be surprised. I was col lared over half an hour ago and I could tell by the way these little demons have b een acting that some one from the ship was close at hand. They have bee n hiding around here for a long time." "Well, misery likes company, so I suppose yo. u are glad, the young lady and I_ were caught." "Yes, I am just as glad as I can b e over it!" and the scoundrel forgot about his own situation and chuckled. The pigmies noticed this, and they showed that they were keener of sense than they looked to be. One of them went throu g h a series of motions as thou g h he was going to liberate Jim and the girl, and then looked at Scaggs. Underst ding what he meant, the heartless villain sho o k his head and. said : "Not on your life! If you are going to keep me a pris oner keep them, too." This seemed to puzzle the dwarfs somewhat, for thf'y did a lot of chattering among themselves, and then signi fied that if the prisoners would go with them peaceably they would not b e hurt. By this time the girl had recovered from her swoon,

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 15 and, trembling with fear, she gazed at the goblin-like forms about her. "Keep up courage, Miss Huntington," Jim whispered. "We will get out of this scrape all right. See if we don't." "I will do the best I can," was the rejoinder. A moment later the captives were motioned to rise to their feet. They obeyed quickly, and the fellow who was evidently the leader of tlie pigmies nodded approvingly. Instead of going directly down to the valley the party marched along upon the hillside for at least a mile, and then turned down. Jim could see nothing of the professor and those he had left behind, though he strained his eyes in every direction. The pigmies soon struck a beaten path, and a few min utes later they entered a dense woods, which appeared to be composed principally d pine trees, by the pitchy smell. For perhaps a mile through this the captives were con ducted, and then a fine, cultivated clearing came to view. In this were four or five huts of primitive structure, and about the doors little children were playing. Jim breathed a sigh of relief when he found that the pigmies were going to stop there. He had been thinking all along that they would be taken to a large settlement of the dwarfs, and when he realized that he had but half a dozen of the little fellows to contend with he grew very hopeful of making his escape. Matt Scaggs evidently thought something similar, for his face lighted up when they were ushered into one of the huts and the door closed and fastened upon them. "If I don't get out of here before I'm an hour older, I'll miss my reckoning!" he exclaimed, with an exultant glance at the boy. "How do you propose tQ do it?" asked Jim. "I'll show you presently." The villain sat down in a corner and began twisting and working his hands behind him. The boy and his fair companion grew interested and watched his queer movements. After ten minutes of this sort of work, during which he freely perspired from his exertions, Scaggs g;:tve a chuckle of delight and held out his hands-free! "How did you do it?" questioned Jim, eagerly. "How did I do it? Why, I had a knife up my sleeve when the little demons captured me. They tied ine up without removing it, and now I have succeeded in making the blade sever my bonds. It takes something better than a lot of ignorant dwarfs to get the best of me." The villain threw aside the thongs that had held his hands behind his back, and arose to his feet as he finished speaking. At that moment a noise at the door was heard'. As quick as a flash Scaggs sprang to it with upraised knife. The next moment it opened and one of the pigmy fiends entered. He took just steps inside, and then--Thud Matt Scaggs' knife clove his heart in twain I "That's the way to fix them!" he exclaimed, as he coolly wiped the dripping blade on the sleeve of his coat. "Now, -Mr'., Jim Wakely, I am going to fix you in the same way!" CHAPTER XI. GOING WHERE? To say that the professor and his three companions felt dejected when they found themselves lying on the ground in the midst of the pigmies, bound hand and foot, would be expressing it mildly. They were completely disheartened and not a little frightened. The active little fellows at once began preparations for a march, and to make sure that their captives should not escape them, they picked them up bodily and proceeded to carry them. Four of them seized O'Brien and placed him on their shoulders as easily as if he had been no larger than the smallest pigmy among them. The rest were treated in a similar way, and even the bulky form of the professor did not seem to be much of a load for them. For half an hour they were carried along, the dwarfs showing themselves to be untiring. Then it was that they entered a large village that con tained at least five hundred dirty-looking huts of low structure. The four luckless explorers were tied to as many trees in front of the largest hut in the collection, and then the queer inhabitants of the valley proceeded to indulge in a sort of jollification meeting. After an interval of ten minutes one of them produced a goatlike animal, which was dressed and ready to cook. A fire was started and the carcass suspended over it by means of a wooden spit. The necessary quantity of salt was placed upon it, and soon a savory odor aro&e. It was the first fresh meat our friends had laid eyes upon in many a day, and the sight and smell of it made them decidedly hungry. It appeared that this was exactly what the pigmies wanted, for they kept pointing at it and made motions as thought it would be excellent eating.

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16 BRA VE AND BOLD. Bound to the trees, where they could see everything that was going on, our friends wondered what was in store for them. They imagined that they would soon hear a volley of rifle shots fired by the men Jim Wakely had gone after, and though it was not near time for them to be there they kept listening for the welcome sound. An hour passed by, but no one had yet come to their aid. By this time the carcass was pretty well cooked, and, producing four wooden platters, one of the dwarfs cut off some slices of the roasted meat and placed it upon them. Then a gong sounded, and out from the largest hut came the king, or ruler of the place, with a stride that was meant to be stately, though it was far from it. He was just about three feet in height, and was very fat. He wore a gray beard that reached to his waist, and his sallow complexion made him look like some fabled gnome of ancient days. The dress this remarkable individual wore was in at least half a dozen colors, but, like that worn by his sub jects, was composed entirely of skins. As he walked up to the captives the dwarfs bowed their heads in a res pectful manner which showed that they re garded him as being somewhat above them. Straight to our four helpless friends the king-for such we will call him for want of a better name-walked, and in a squealing voice said something to them in his own language. Of course no one could understand him, though / the professor grew interested in spite of his dangerous situa tion. The learned man even tried to talk to him in all the lan guages he knew, but it was useless. Four of the king's subjects now stepped up, and each picked up one of the platters containing the meat. At a word from his majesty the savory food was placed under the of the captives and then drawn away again. Then the king went back to his hut, the four carrying the meat after him. "By the bones of my ancestors !" exclaimed O'Brien, "but that was a dirty insult! Ther little loafer! If I was free I would kick ther head off him for that." "They are trying to tantalize us to get us to do some thin g desperate." observed Capt. Androvett, as he gazed sava ge ly at th e pigmies. "Do something desperate!" echoed Prof. Jacklyn; "how can we, I would like to kt)ow." "I would show you what I would do if I was only free," growl e d the captain. "I would have some of that meat if I had t o lick a dozen of these runts to get it." Meanwhile one of the pigmies was busily cutting off slices of the meat, which he handed about to those who desired it. Strange to say, the biggest part of the crowd refused to partake of it, and Steve wondered greatly at this. Half an hour later there was nothing but the bones of the carcass left. Then the king came out again and walked up to the captives. He pointed to the professor, and one of his subjects promptly stepped up and severed the thongs that bound I him to the tree. Half a dozen willing hands seized the learne'cl man about the waist and carried him into the king's hut. The captai1n went next, and was quickly followed by the Irishman. Steve was now the only one left, and he k11ew it was more than probable that he would soon follow. He was right. O'Brien had scarcely entered the door of the hut before he was cut loose and seized. As none of the others had struggled, he thought it would not be good policy for him to do so. So he kept as quiet as a lamb and waited to see what was to be done with him. When he was hurried inside the hut he found, much to his surprise, that there was no one there but the king. The professor, O'Brien and the captain were not there, though he had seen them carried there with his own eyes. And there seemed to be but one room in the rudely con structed building. But Steve was not to be kept long wondering. Suddenly the floor fell from under his feet, and he went shooting down an inclined plane with the speed of a loco motive. CHAPTER XII. FRIENDLY DISPOSED. Emma Huntington attempted to utter a scream when she saw Matt Scaggs approaching Jim with the bloody knife, but her tongue clove to the roof of her mouth. The boy's heart almost ceased to beat as he reaiized that the villain meant to take his life. A cold sweat broke out upon his forehead, and he gave himself up for lost. Scaggs seemed to enjoy the look of horror that came over the face of Jim, and he moved more slowly, as though to prolong the agony. He paused before his intended victim, and up went the gleaming knife. Just as he was going to plunge the blade into the heart of the helpless boy a startling thing occurred. There was a crashing sound, and then the hut was over turned like a flash. Bound as they were, Jim and Emma lay helpless on the

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BRA VE AND BOLD. ground, and, when they collected their senses a few sec onds later, Matt Scaggs had disappeared. The pigmies were running about wildly and yelling themselves hoarse. Something remarkable had happened, but just what it was Jim could not imagine. He rolled over and strove to look around as much as he could. Suddenly the sky seemed to darken, and a loud, whir ring sound came to his ears. Half a minute later a shout of surprise came from his lips. He beheld the air ship that had dropped Emma Hun tington aboard the Lance soaring upward through the air. But that was not all. Clinging to a grapnel that was attached to the end of a rope, that was at least fifty feet in length, was Matt Scaggs. The villain was high enough in space to be out of reach of the arrows from the dwarfs when Jim first caught sight of him. What in the name of wonder did it all mean, anyhow? That was the question l the puzzled boy asked himself. While he was thinking he saw the 'Suspended man being pulled rapirlly upward, and a moment later he disappeared inside the wonderful machine Then the air ship clove the air like a meteor and winged its way from Jim's view. Meanwhile the pigmies were gradually recovering from their fright, and soon they were collected about the spot where the two captives lay. The dead dwarf was not over ten feet distant from them, and when the little fellows saw the body they ut tered a howl of anger and shook their spears as though they meant to wreak a terrible vengeance on some one. T he hut had entirely collapsed when it was overturned by the grapnel from the air ship catching upon it, and the sight of the ruins did not tend to put the pigmies in any better humor. There were but seven men and as many women in the bunch that came up to investigate the cause of their coun tryman's death. Perhaps fifteen or twenty dwarfish children were gath ered in the background, and when they beheld Jim and 1 Emma lifted to their feet they fled in terr&-. One of the little men made an examination of the knife wound in the dead body, and then, to the two cap tives, said something in his own peculiar language and shook his head. "No, it was not me who did it," said Jim. "It was the .., scoundrel who sailed away through the air who did it," and he threw his head in the direction the air ship had gone. Of'course he was not understood, as far as his words went, but the pigmies ev idently knew what the motion of his head signified, for they nodded approvingly. After a rather lengthy consultation, in which the dimin utive women took an active part, one of their number ad vanced to the anxious pair, ... and with the point, of his spear cut the thongs that bound them. Much surprised, and releived as well, the boy and girl stepped back, and then, putting out his hand, Jim ad vanced toward them. One by one they took his xrended hand and shook it. At a word from our young friend, Emma also came for ward and shook hands with the little human beings. Then they were conducted to a log and by motions were invited to sit down. Jim thought it best to do so, and in a whisper he told his fair companion to do exactly as he did, and to keep up her courage. "I guess everything will be all right now," he added. "That flying machine did the business for us. They think it is our enemy, as well as their owfi, and that is probably why they have released us." "I see they did not take your revolver from you," whis pered the girl, hopefully. "No, they just took my rifle and knife ; it is not likely they know what a revolver is, as I had no chance to dis charge it when we were captured." "I wonder if these little people do not belong to the same tribe as those we first encountered." "It is quite likely they do. They are dressed and look about the same." "How long do you propose to stay here before making an attempt to get back to the Lance'!" Emma asked, anxiously. "Not long," was the reply. "We will wait a few min utes to see what the little people propose to do, -and then get up and bid them good-day. They may allow us to go, and they may attempt to stop us." "And if they do attempt to stop us?" Jim smiled grimly. "I will have to make use of my revolver in that case,'' he said. The pigmies stood around the two strange visitors to their land, eying them curiously. The children had be come less timid, and one of them WjlS making friendly ad vances toward Emma. The girl put out her hands, and the tiny creature, who was not overclean, came to her. A mimite later the child was seated on her lap playing with her long, wavy hair, chuckling and jabbering in its own language This little incident made a pleasing impression on the natives, and they nodded to themselves in a manner that expressed extreme satisfaction.

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18 BRAVE AND BOLD. CHAPTER XIII. UNDERGROUND. When Steve felt himself shooting down the incline he quite naturally gave himself up for lost. If the dwarf king had not intended to settle the fate of the prisoners, why should he cause them to drop through the floor of the hut?" That was the question that flashed through the mind of the young New Yorker as he felt himself gliding swiftly downward. Down he went for fully a hundred feet, and then he sud denly brought up in a bed of dry sand. Confused, and not a little shaken up by his impromptu slide, Steve staggered to his feet after one or two attempts. His arms were still bound behind him, but he thought nothing of this; his life was spared, and that gave him courage. It was several seconds before he could think what the proper thing would be for him to do, and then it occttrred to him to shout for his companions. "Professor !" he loudly called, are you and the others here anywhere?" "We are, begob !" came a voice not far away, "an' I want yez all to understand that I have me hands free. I am O'Brien, Steve, an' I want to tell yez that I am after bein' as loively as a cricket." Steve was overjoyed when he heard the welcome words spoken by the Irishman, and when he saw a match struck he felt like himself again. At the same instant the sound of footsteps was heard, and the next minute O'Brien came into view. "Where are the professor and Capt. Androvette ?" asked Steve. "They are roight here," was the reply. "Ther captain is after bein' unconscious, and ther professor is so scared that he refuses to spake. Ain't that so, professor?" "Y e-e-s," was the trembling word that came to their ears. In spite of their situation Steve laughed. He could not help it. The question put to the learned man, and the answer he gave, was enough to cause his mirth. "If you will untie hands we will look after them," he said, a moment later. O'Brien soon got his fingers at work, and two minutes later the boy was free. Another match was quickly lighted, and then the pro fessor was discovered in the act of struggling to his feet. Androvette lay near him and Steve turned his atten tion to him, while the son of Erin hastened to free the hands of his employer. Steve began chafing the temples and wrists of the unconscious man, and by the time the other two got at his side he had the satisfaction of seeing that he was return:. ing to consciousness. "Thunder!" exclaimed the captain; "where am I, any way?" "That is a question that cannot be answered just at pres ent," replied Prof. Jacklyn, who had, as was his usual wont, regained his courage again. "We are under the ground, and in the dark. I know that much," observed Steve. "The little fellows have buried us before we were dead, eh?" and Androvett got upon his feet, after his hands had been freed. "I've got a lump on my head as big as a hen's egg; I got it some way, and it put me to sleep when I did get it." "Yez didn't land roight; that's what's ther matter!" exclaimed O'Brien. "Begob I am only after bein' shook up a little bit, mesilf." The professor was becoming bolder every moment. "Pshaw !" said he, "we are all right. I have my re volver yet ; the pigmies forgot to take it from me. I guess we will be to go back and, teach that fellow who rules this part of the country a lesson." "By Jove! I've got my revolver, too!" cried the captain. "And so have I," Steve hastened to add. "Me, too," exclaimed O'Brien. "Ther little scoundrels must have thought that six-shooters ain't after bein' dan gerous. I thought they took all our weapons when they collared us." "What good will the pistols do us if we can't get out?" the captain ventured, after a pause. "We will get out the same way we came in," said the professor. "Come on; I will lead the way up the incline." Match in hand, he walked over the bed of sand, and started up the steep and slippery He might just as well have tried to climb the side of an iceberg. He could not make a single foot of headway! "It is steeper than I thought," he observed "Which proves that if we get out at all, it has got to be by some other way," added Androvette. "If we only had some kind of a light," said Steve, after a rather lengthy pause, "we might be able to do something. A match burns out too quick; and, besides, if we keep on lighting them, our supply will soon be exhausted." "I've a bit of tallow candle in me pocket !" cried O'Brien, suddenly. "I niver thought of it before. I've been usin' it for me chapped hands." The bit he spoke of was about two and a half inches in length. It was a regular godsend to them at that mo ment, and as the New Yark boy lighted it a sigh of re lief went up from all hands. "Now, thin, to examine where wer are, begob !"

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BRA VE AND BOLD. .. 19 It was the Irishman who led the way back into the cave like place. In a minute or two they discovered that the incline they had come down was a sort of narrow chute, most likely of natural formation. It ended at the mouth of a wide gallery or passage, which extended they knew not where. "There is no use in trying to get out by climbing up the chute," spoke up Steve. 'Even if we were success ful in climbing th e slippery place the pigmies would cer tainly slay us b e fore we could get out i'nto the hut. I think we had better follow this passage while the candle lasts and look for another outlet." "A wise suggestion," the captain hastened to exclaim. "Let us proceed at once. We are but wasting valuable time." "Certainly. We will go right on at once," echoed Prof. Jacklyn. Candle in hand, O'Brien led the way into the dark underground gallery. At a quick pace the oth e rs followed him. They were all anxious to find an outlet before the candle burned out. For ten minutes they walked along noticing that they were ascending a gradual ascent. "This is encoura g ing." said the professor. "We will be out presently, I think. "Ther candle is gittin' lower all ther toime," warned the Irishman; "we had b ette r hurry a bit." 'i\Tith quickening steps they walked along for another ten minutes, and there were no sig ns of any outlet yet! "Half an hour will about wind the candle up," ob served the captain. "I never saw one burn so fast as that does." On they made their way, now climbing over bowlders and then along a rocky floor for many feet. The minutes flitted by and the candle was burning low. At length there was but a quarter of an inch le{t of it. A minute later it dropped from O'Brie n's h a nd. Now they were in darkness! Darkness? No. Steve Whitely's keen eyes caught the faint gleam of daylight far ahead. "Hurrah!" the boy shouted, starting forward on a run. '"I see the outlet at last !" CHAPTER XIV. SCAGGS LEARNS TO FLY. It will probably be in order to follow up Matt Scaggs and see what b e came of him after the sudden interrup tion that saved Jim's life. Just as the villain was about to sink his knife into the boy's heart, the grapnel struck the hut and turned it over. .Scaggs was sent sprawling to the ground by the shock, and in some r e markable manner his coat got fast upon one of the prongs of the grapnel. He had no idea what caused the hut to go over, and when he felt himself lifted in the air a moment later he was rendered speechless from sheer fright. As he went whirling around through space he caught a fleeting glance of the machine above him. Th-:n it was that he realized what had happened. A hopeful feeling shot through him at the same time, and throwing his arms around, he managed to seize hold of the grapnel with his hands. Up, up he went, and presently he felt himself being pulled through a trapdoor. "I am the king of the air!" exclaimed a harsh voice near him, and then Matt Scaggs was pushed into a seat. As he slowly gathered himself together he beheld a wild-looking man s1;anding before him, his hand on a lever that connected with a big copper cylinder. The fellow was one of the Bach brothers Emma Huntington had told about, and it was plainly evident that he was as mad as a March hare. "I am the king of the air !" he repeated, this time more slowly. "Man, who are you?" "I am Matthew S.caggs, of the exploring ship, Lance," retorted the villain, humbly. "You saved my life, and I thank you for it." "I saved your life? How is it that I could not save the life of my brother, then? Tell me that." "I-I don't know," Scaggs answered, trembling. There was such a fierce earnestness in the man's look that he wished he was a captive in the hands of the pig mies again. .'You don't know !" thundered the crazy man, and he gave such wre nch on the lever that the air ship nearly turned over. Both he and Scaggs went rolling about for a moment, but the machine soon righted itself again. This little incident had the effect of calming Bach, for he paid strict attention to the workings of the wonderful invention, and appeared to be utterly oblivious of Scaggs' presence. After a while he turned to him, and in a voice that suggested a more rational degree, said : "Come here and learn how my great invention works; I may die myself some day, and I do not want the air ship to die with me." Scaggs at once stepped to his side. "I am Ferdinand Bach ; my brother is dead and the machine belongs to me," he went ofl. "Just how he died no one but myself knows or ever will." Then, in a very sane manner, he des ribed the entire workings of the invention The manner of running it was as simple as the machine was wonderful, and Scaggs caught on at once.

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20 BRA VE AND BOLD. A lever caused the air ship to go ahead, stop or back. Overhead was a ring which must be pulled to make the invention settle to the ground, and near it was a button which should be pushed to make it go up. The steering apparatus was worked solely by the feet. A pressure of the right foot sent the machine to the left, and vice versa. When Scaggs got all these things through his head, Bach showed him a drawer in a little cabinet, which, he said, contained full instructions concerning the air ship. Just why the man was making all these revelations to him, Scagg? did not know ; but he was destined to find out soon enough. Presently an awful expression came over the face of Bach. Once more he was a raving maniac! "You are my slave!" he hissed. "You are doomed to serve me until you die And you will never taste another morsel of food or a drop of water! You are the slave of the king of the air!" Bach stood squarely in front of him, his eyes gleaming like coals of fire. A desperate resolve came upon Scaggs, and, instead of being frightened, he remained perfectly cool. Suddenly he whipped out his revolver, and, without a word, shot the maniac dead in his tracks. "That settles him," he muttered. "Now, to see if I can run this wonderful.flying concern alone. I must land it as soon as possible in some safe spot, where I can make a thorough examination of its workings. Matt Scaggs, I repeat once more that you are the luckiest man alive !" That the villain possessed lots of nerve was apparent, for he coolly took his place at the lever and placed his feet on the steering apparatus. A round window of glass was now before him, and he could see the surface of the earth nearly a mile below him. "I guess I'll drop this carcass out, and then make for that mountain over there," he muttered. Suiting the action to the words, he removed a couple of bolts, and the next minute the dead maniac went shooting downward through space. CHAPTER XV. THE AIR SHIP APPEARS AGAIN. The lot of pygmies that Jim and Emma were with seemed different from the other and very friendly. Sud denly there came a rap at the door. Jim Wakely sprang quickly to his feet and opened it. Then it was that Jim and Emma gave a simultaneous cry of joy. Before them stood the four they had left in the valley. It was Steve Whitely who had been bold enough to apply for admission to the hut, and with the utmost com posure he exclaimed: "How do you do, friends?" "How did you get here?" asked Jim. "We came underground the biggest part of the way," Steve answered. In order to explain their sudden appearance at the hut, we will go back to the time when the keen eyes of Steve Whitely observed the light of day in the passage. He at once bounded forward, the others following as quickly as they could. When he emerged from the passage he found himself in a gully, which was no other than the one in which the hut where their friends were located. "Hurrah!" he shouted; "we have got the best of the pygmies, after all!" "I knew we were bound to triumph in the end," the professor chimed in. "Now we had better try and get back to the Lance, or contrive to meet the men we sent Jim after." The feelings of the four were raised a hundred per cent., and with quickened footsteps they hastened up the gully. They had not proceeded over a hundred feet when they came in sight of the hut. The sight of it surprised them, and thinking it to be the habitation of one of the fiendish little dwellers of the country, they drew their revolvers. After a short consultation Steve proposed that they should walk up to the door of the hut and seek ad mission. No one was stirring about, and it hardly looked as though there was anyone inside, so the young New Yorker stalked boldly up and rapped upon the door. What followed has already been recorded. They then decided to return to the ship. A minute later all hands stepped out of the door. As they did so an immense flapping of wings was heard, and the next instant the air ship that had carried away Matt Scaggs settled to the ground within twenty feet of the hut. Scaggs left the q1r as quickly as he could. "Hello !" said he. "I am glad to meet you !" "Why, where have you been, Matt Scaggs?" gasped the professor. "I've been flying around a bit," was the retort. "This machine belongs to me now." "Belongs to you?" echoed Emma. "Why, where are the Bach brothers ?" "Both dead. There was only one of them left when I went aboard the air ship. He showed me all the work ings of it, and then committed suicide." Our. friends looked at the rascal keenly, but there was such a truthful look in his eyes they were forced to be lieve him.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 21 "I came down here on purpose to consult with you, professor," he went on. "You might be able to fix the thing up. You understand electricity, and all that." "Quite right, quite right I" exclaimed the learned man, warmly. "Show me the interior of the machine, and I will no doubt be able to form an opinion right away." "Certainly," said Scaggs, "c ome on, right away." "You may come, Steve," observed the professor; "you are an pupil in electricity." Glad of the opportunity to see the inside workings of the invention of the Bach brothers, the young New Yorker hurried to the spot with them. Scaggs had the air ship anchored fast with a grapnel that had caught in the roots of a tree. This was done to keep a flaw of wind from blowing 1 it against the sides of the gully, though there was not the 1east possible fianger of it rising in the air. Scaggs led the way inside, and the professor and Steve followed. It was at this very moment that a devilish thought came into the head of Scaggs. He was satisfied that the machine would soon give out, so what was the use of bothering any further with it? His nature was such that he could not resist an oppor tunity to be revenged on those whom he fancied had done him great .wrongs, and he resolved to send the doomed air ship upward with the professor and Steve in side it! He knew that when the wings once got in motion, the grapnel would be torn from its hold, and away the thing would go. He opened the trapdoor, as though he was going to show the two all about it, and then closed the side door and fastened it. "These are the only ways of getting in and out," he said, and then stepping upon the ground in the center of the opening in the bottom of the car, he reached up his hand and started the motive power. The next instant the flying machine darted upward like a frightened bird, leaving the villain standing on the ground! The grapnel tore itself loose, and away went the wonderful invention with the luckless pair inside it I With white faces, the rest of our friends stood gazing at a black speck in the sky, which was rapidly receding from view. It was the air ship. "It all lies with the professor and Steve as to whether they will come back or not," said Jim, sadly. "If they ire shrewd enough to learn how the machine works, they may be able to control it and turn it back here By the way they are going, they have not been able to do any-thing with it y e t. See! they are almost out of sight in the south now!" This was indeed the case. They looked round for Scaggs, but the villain had vanished. "I-I think we had better get back to the ship," said Emma, tremblingly. "Yes," chimed in the captain. "Now is a good time to get there without being interfered with. Waving an adieu to the pygmies, the party set out. A wearisome journey was ahead of them, as the route the_y were taking was necessarily a roundabout one, in order that they might keep clear of the inimical pygmies in the village. But hope i;ind fear spurred them onward, and in due time they reached the top of the ridge that divided the valley from the sea. When they got here a terrible surprise awaited them. Where the open water had been was now a mass of rocks, and the Lance had disappeared from sight I CHAPTER XVI. UP IN THE AIR. "Great heavens !" exclaimed Prof. Jacklyn, "the scoun drel has started us off to a certain death !" Steve made no reply. He was too astounded to utter a word. Immovable, he stood gazing at the re ceding earth through the open trapdoor. A minute later he had recovered himself, and stooping to the floor, he closed and lock e d the door. "That is right," nodded the professor, whose face was so pale it reminded the 1 boy of a ghost "We must find a way to manage this machine," said Steve, showing that all his pluck was returning. "We are getting farther away from our friends every second." "Yes," was the reply, in a hoarse tone; "we must do something." Steve's sharp eyes soon lighted upon the lever and the rings hanging from above, and he determined to learn what they were there for Matt Scaggs had started the air ship upward so quickly that the boy had been unable to see what he did to cause it. But he was bound to find out now. Steve tried the lever, and the trembling motion that fol lowed satisfied him that he was causing the machine to proceed at a greater speed. Then he pressed the lever the opposite way. The flapping of the huge wings attached to the balloon ceased, and the wonderful invention sailed through the air after the manner of a hawk. "Good !" exclaimed the young New Yorker; "I have

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22 BRA VE AND BOLD. learned how to go atle:i.d and stop. Now, the thing is, how do we steer this artificial bird, and how can we alight upon the ground without breaking our necks?" He sa t down upon a stool that was fast to the floor of the car as he finished speaking, and as he did so his feet touched the steering apparatus. The air ship veered around a trifle, and struck a differ ent course. "I have it!" cried the intelligent boy. "Professor, it has ajl come to me now I can sit r}ght here and run the machine to perfection. It is steered by the feet, and there is the window right in front, for one to see where he is going!" "Eureka!" exclaimed the professor. "You are a born genius, Steve. Turn around and let us go back to our friends before the machinery gives out." About twenty minutes had elapsed since Matt Scaggs sent the air ship skyward, but it seemed to the two who wer e in it that it had been hours. Steve now felt comparatively easy, and starting the powerful wings in motion, he made a graceful curve and started back in the direction they came from. It was just at this moment that, for some unaccountable reason, the gas began leaving the huge silken bag. Both Steve and the professor could hear it escaping, and it was with wildly beating hearts that they saw them selves gradually nearing the ground. The flying machine was over a quarter of mile above the surface of the earth at the time, and almost directly beneath was the town or village of the natives. Nearer and nearer1 it came to the ground, and a minute later the grapnel, which was still swinging from the car, caught upon a pile of rocks. With the powerful wing$ still beating the air, the ma chine gradually sunk, until it finally rested upon the earth's surface. Prof. Jacklyn and his young companion breathed a sigh of relief Steve opened the door in the side of the car, and they stepped out. It was just at the outskirts of the village of the pyg mies where they landed, and in a very short time a horde of the little fellows were hurrying toward them. The sight of the wonderful flying machine amazed and frightened them. Though the approaching natives did not appear to be very hostile, our young friend and the professor stepped back into th e air ship. A couple of rifles hung upon the wall, and Steve quickly had one of them in his hands "Professor !" he cried, "this wonderful invention has been turned over to us, and we must protect it with our lives !" retorted the m:i.n of learning, seizing the other rifle, and quickly st e pping out he added, in as fierce a tone as he could command: "Back, y 9 m insignificant little hounds We did not come here to harm you, so beware!" Steve smiled in spite of himself. Evidently the pro fessor had forg;otten the fact that the pygmies could not understand a word of English. But, anyhow, he meant business, for he advanced boldly to meet them, his rifle ready to be discharged in an in Stant. Strange to say, his manner had the effect of stopping the approaching natives. They came to a halt and proceeded to hold a discussion, gesticulating earnestly meanwhile. Finally they turned and went back in the direction of the village. "That's good!" exclaimed Steve. "Now we can make an examination of the air ship and find out how it works." "You stand guard and I will make the examination," retorted the professor, stepping inside the car. The boy nodded, and then, rifle in hand, he began walking back and forth in front of the disabled flying machine. Prof. Jacklyn worked away diligently and soon dis covered that the motive power was electricity, and the gas for the balloon was furnished by the same ful And a closer investigation informed him that on e of the main ingredients that ran the battery was about exhausted. All this took him but ten minutes, and he emerged from the door of the car with such a broad smile of satisfaction on his face that Steve gazed at him in as tonishment. "Why, what's the matter, professor?" he gasped. "Not much-with air One of the ingredients used in the generative power is exhausted, but I have plenty of the article aboard the Lance." "But how are we going to get it from there?" "We must go after it." "Very well. I think the flying machine will be safe enough here. The pygmies appear to be afraid of it, and are not likely to bother with it." Steve's idea was to get back to the Lance, and if Jim Wakely and the others had not already returned, to get a force of men to go wi!h him to look for them. Many hours had passed since they left the ship, and they were both hungry and tired. But stern necessity spurred them on, so, with a last look at the air ship, they set out.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. CHAPTER XVII. DOOMED TO LIVE BEYOND THE ICE. Gone Vanished \ And what a change! It hardly s eemed possible that the water and ship could have disappeared in such a short period, but such was the case. The earthquake had created a fearful havoc in that vicinity. Our friends stood gazing blankly before them for the space of two or three minutes. Then Jim Wakely spoke. "The earthquake has swallowed up the ship!" he gasped. "And with all on board, most likely," retorted Capt. Androvette, with something like a groan. "No, not all !" It was the first mate of the Lance who spoke. He hastened to them with such a wild look in his eyes that he might have been taken for a crazy man. But the man was perfectly sane, though the scene he had witne ssed a s hort time before was enough to drive a weak mind e d person crazy. He rowed ashore half an hour b efo re the terrible dis turbance in the earth's bowels came, bringing with him the necessary in struments to take an obse rvation from the sun, which hung like an immovable ball of fire in the heavens. He ascended to a high p o int on the slope, and then proceeded to ge t ready for the experiment. As has before been stated, no satisfactory results could be attained on shipboard, and the mate got it in his head that he might be able to strike the correct latitude and longitude if he tried it ashore. Just as he got ready for the experiment the shock came. The ground swayed and trembled beneath him, but he mana ge d to retain his feet. He turned his eyes upon noble ship anchored m the bay, and then--, He saw both water and ship sink from sight I Then the man fainted. When he came to he beh e ld heaps of rocks piled where the water had be e n a few minutes before, and beyond the haze from the ice belt in the distance, and the sky ov er heacl, naught else was to be seen. When the mate told what he had experienced, a feeling of extreme loneliness came over our friends. They were left-eternally l eft in an unknown land be yond the ice It was an awful thing to think of especially when the country was inhabited by a race of barbarous dwarfs. Sick at heart, the four turned back toward the valley, taking the and the observation instruments with them. They had not tciken fifty steps when they were met by the professor and Steve. The meeting was such a pleasing one to them, that for the time bein g, they forgot all about the dire disaster that had so recently happ ened Steve was allowed to relate what happened to the pro fessor and himself after Scaggs sent them skyward in the air ship, and then Jim informed them of what they could see from the top of the ridge. When the professor heard that the Lance was goneswallowed up he ran like a wild man to the top of the rid ge, and then, when he saw it was true, fainted dead away. It took some time to bring him to, and when this was accomplished he was limp that he was scarcely able to walk. They r eac hed the gully in due time, without being disturbed by any of the pygmies. An hour later they had erected a covering of brush wo od against the bank of the gully, which was quite large enough for the members of the party to sleep under. In spite of the awful catastrophe that had befallen them, our friends slept long and well. But befor e they were twenty-four hours older they were destined to rec eiv e another great surprise. * * * After sending the air ship heavenward, Matt Scaggs fled into the woods. He rambled about some time and then emerged into a cavern that was apparently of un limit ed extent. Rays of light streamed in throu g h various oddly shaped cracks in the roof, and the air in the place was pervaded by the unmistakable odor of sea water. "Where inblazes have I walked to?" Scaggs exclaimed. "I smell salt water, but yet I am unae rground. I guess I can get out of here soon, though. I--Hello! what is this? The villain stood as if transfixed ,and gazed straight ahead of him in dumfounded amazement. And no wonder He was gazing at the wreck of a ship! Prompted by curiosity more than anything else, Matt Scag gs moved toward the wreck. The hull the vessel was nearly intact, and as the villain neared it he was struck with the idea that there was something familiar in its appearance. The light that pervad ed the vast cavern was rather dim, and Matt Scaggs was unable to see the name painted on the stern of the wreck until he was quite close to it. And when he did get near enough to read it, he was thunderstruck. Slowly he spell e d out the letters: "L-A-N-C-E!

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24 BRA VE AND BOLD. "Great Jupiter!" cried the astonished villain; "the Lance; Prof. Jacklyn's ship! And down here under the surface of the earth I wonder--" Matt Scaggs did not finish what he was going to say, for at that moment he happened to g\ance above him. The sight that met his gaze was a grewsome one, to say the least. Hanging over the side of the ill fated ex ploring ship, a bight of a rope about his waist, was the body of one of the crew The staring eyes seemed to be looking straight at Scaggs, and with a yell of fright the villain stepped back. 'Pshaw !" he muttered, a couple of minutes later; "why should I be afraid of a dead man? I see it all now. It was an earthquake that did this business; the bottom of the bay must have dropped out and let the water and the ship down here; the water has gone on downward, to be turned into steam, as soon as it reaches the eternal fire in the bowels of the earth. It is_ more than likely that every man on board was drowned and swept away with the exception of that fellow hanging there. By Jove! I am going aboard and investigate." Unhesitatingly he walked around to the bow of the wreck. The ship must have struck upon her forward end, for it was smashed down even with the floor of the cavern. Picking his way through the jagged timbers, he clam bered upon the sloping deck and made his way aft. Water was still dripping from the rigging, and Scaggs shuddered as the swinging end of a wet rope struck him in the face. But he kept on until finally he reached the door of the main cabin. He tried to open it, but found it was locked. He was just about to raise his foot to kick it down when a startling thing happened The door opened, and the figure of a man stood befort: him! CHAPTER XVIII. SURPRISED. The next morning-rather, twelve hours later, for the sun had remained shining ever since they had been there-our friends felt much better. Rest and refreshment is apt to improve the body and mind of ordinary mortals, and it was the case with the Antarctic explorers. Of course there was a feeling of sadness when they thought of the mysterious disappearance of the Lance and her crew ; but. they tried hard to look on the bright side of their situation. The air ship was found to be as intact as when the pro fessor and Steve left it. The young New Yorker had been worrying over the wonderful invention. He was afraid the little fiends might take it into their heads to set fire to it or destroy it by some other means. Now that the Lance was gone, the flying macnine would be the only possible means of their leaving the land beyond the ice. But it would not carry them all. There was s omething like this running through Steve's brain when he saw the curious contrivance placed in the gully near them. The gas had entirely left the balloon, and in its present state the thing looked queer enough. Steve and the professor turned their attention to the flying machine, leaving the others at the work of con structing a h11t. When it was time to quit work for the day, Steve and the professor had arranged the air ship so there would be little danger of it being harmed by the elements, and had made a complete examination of its mechanical parts. "Too bad, too bad!" mused the professor, half aloud. "If the earthquake had not swallowed up the Lance, we could have gone on board and found the very chemical we in need of." "And that would have enabled us to make the necessary gas and furnish the power to move the wings ?" asked Steve. "Yes; we could have fixed it in less than an hour." "Professor, we must find the wreck of the Lance and get the chemical we are in need of!" As the young New Yorker spoke he laid his hand on the old man's shoulder and looked at him impressively. "Must find the Lance!" echoed the professor. "Why, how in the name of all that is wonderful are we to do that?" "We will go to the spot where we last saw her." "And find a mixed pile of misshapen rocks." "And probably more. It does not seem possible to me that the ship has gone far beneath the surface of the earth. Suppose we go, professor?" The learned man shook his head. "I am afraid it would be a useless journey," he said, shaking his head. "However, I have no objections to you and some one else going." "Jim Wakely and I will go, then!" "Go on; I am perfectly satisfied." Steve at once hurried to the side of his chum. Somehow the boy felt that he was certain to find some traces of the lost ship. When he had confided his plans to Jim and found he was just as anxious to go as himself, he felt elated. Prof. Jacklyn wrote out a description of the chemical desired, and also where it was located in the cabin of the

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BRA VE AND BOLD. Lance when he saw it last; though he did this in a man ner that showed that he had no hop e s of getting it. Armed with a revolver apiece, the two boys set out a few minutes lat e r. They proceeded straight throu g h the gully for about a mile, and then took to the dense "voods. Occasionally they cau ght a glimpse of the sun through openings in the foliage, and.by this they were guided. They were lucky enough not to meet any of the pygmies, a:nd in due time reached the top of the rid ge The scene was the same as when they last l ooked upon it, but, nothin g daunted, th ey hurried clbwn the slope. What had the bottom of th e bay was now elevated at least fifty feet, and it app eare d strange and unnatural to the boys. "Let me see," observed Jim, c o ming to a halt a few minutes later; "according to my recollection the ship was anchored right over there." He pointed to a pile of bluish-looking rocks, and Steve nodd ed his h ead, exclaimin"g: "That's ri g ht." Picking out a rugged pathway for themselves, our two young fri e nds slowly made their way to the spot indi cated. It was not a great distance, but it took them nearly ten minutes to ge t there. There was no sign of any water, though there was an unmist akab l y salty odor in the air. With their eyes open for a discovery, the boys searched about the spot. At length a cry of j oy escaped th e lips of Steve. "Eureka !" he cried. "Look here, Jim!" His index finger pointed to the jagged end of a broken spar. Like antelopes the boys bounded to the spot. They saw a crack about six feet in width, and hesi tat ed about going any farther for fear that the ground might give way beneath them. t Before they c o uld make up their minds what to do the head and shoulders of a man appeared through the crack. It was Matt Scaggs. The very instant they saw who the man was, Steve and Jim drew their revolvers. Scag gs seemed to be even more astonished than they were. A look of f ea r came over his face, and in a falter ing voice he exclaimed : "Don't shoot me, boys! I don't mean you any harm." "Come out!" said the New Yorker, sternly and then tell us what is down there." "There is nothing down there," retorted the villain as he dragged himself out of the opening and staggered to his feet. The moment he assumed an upright position, the boys comprehended the fact that he was intoxicated "Nothing down there, eh?" questioned Jim; "where did you get the rum you've been drinking? Didn't have it with you, did you?" Before Scaggs could answer, another head appeared throu gh the crack and a voice rang out: "Help me out, Matt! I'm so deuced drunk I can't lift my feet off the crosstrees !" The boys quickly recognized the face as belonging to one of the firemen of the ship Steve at once stepped forward, and seizing the fellow by the arms, dragge d him out. "So it is you, Johnson?" he observed, coolly. "Now, then, I :want you to give an account of yourself and tell us what happ e ned to the ship." "Ship's down below; all hands drowned but me," was the answer. "I ran in ther cabin; ther rest all rushed out on deck; I got saved, and they went to Davy Jones, or some other worse place. That's right, ain't it, Matt?" Scaggs said nothing, and the ugly scowl on his features showed that he did not intend to say much unless he was forced to. "Oh, you needn't ask him," Jim hastened to reply. "Mr. Scaggs is not the sort to speak the truth, anyhow. I think we will make him a prisoner before he a.ttempts to do us some bodily harm. Hold up your hands !" As the boy's revolver was directed at his heart, Scaggs hastened to obey. "Tie him up, Steve." Steve happened to have some strong marline in his coat pocket, and he soon had the villain fixed so he was entirely harmless "Now, Johnson, you two appear: to be rather friendly; so, to make sure of it, we will have to treat you in the same way." "Why, what have I done?" questioned the fireman, in a tone that was half-maudlin. "It isn't for what you have d o ne, but for what you might do," observed Steve. "It is no use; you have got to be bound hand and foot, the same as Matt Scaggs." Johnson pleaded but it was in vain. A few minutes later both he and Scaggs were lying on the rocky ground, securely bound, and minus their weapons "When we come back we may release you," said Jim. "Vv e are going down aboard the Lance by the way you came up." "You have a right to go there as much as anybody," r eplied the fireman. "Let me loose, and I'll show you ho w to get down on d eck." "Thank you. I guess W f' can make out without your assistance." And Q"oing to the opening, Steve leaned over and peered downward.

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:z6 BRA VE AND BOLD. A few feet from his face was the maintruck of the vessel, and below he could see her outlines quite plainly. "It is easy enough to see how they got up here," he remarked to his as he lowered himself. "Yes," answered Jim. "Go on; I'll follow." A minute l a ter the two boys had disappeared through the crack, and were descending the rigging to the deck of the lost ship. "The poor old Lance is doomed to stay here till she rots, or is moved by another earthquake," observed Jim, as he stepped upon the slanting deck. "You are right," retorted Steve. "She will never sail the sea again; but I am very glad we have found her. Our only salvation is the air ship now; if we can't get away in that we will have to stay here in th0is outlandish place as long as we live." "But will the air ship carry us all?" The ew York boy shrugged his shoulders. "Perhaps we can arrange it so it will," he answered, evasively. "I have my doubts about that.'' "Well, we won't argue the question now." "That is so. We have more important business just at present." "We want to get what we started out to find." "And we can take back some other things, too." "Certainly; all we can carry." Straight for the cabin they made their wa. The door was open, just as Matt Scaggs and Johnson had lelft it. The reason Scaggs found the fireman alive on the ship is easily explained. As Johnson stated, he had been the only one to rush below decks when the earthquake came. He closed the door after him, and the next moment the bottom of the bay opened and the vessel went downward. So quickly did it take place that very little water got into the cabin. The shock whe n the ship brought up on .a solid bottom was so severe that the fireman was rendered uncon scious. When he came to and found that the vessel was in a sort of cavern, the fellow was so badly frightened that he looked for some spirits to steady his nerves. He drank great quantites of the stuff, and soon became intoxicated. Then he locked the cabin door and sought a berth, to sleep off th e eff e cts of the liquor. He was aroused by the arrival of Matt Scaggs, who promptly joined him in the debauch, and they kept it up for hours. At last they concluded to go aloft and see if they could find som e way o f communicating with the outside. :world, What happened next the reader knows. "This is awful!" exclaimed Steve, as he looked at their silent surroundings before entering the cabin "Yes; what do you suppose became of the rest of the crew?" "Drowned as Johnson said, beyond a doubt." "Let's get away from here as soon as possible, so we can tell the rest about our wonderful discovery." Without further ado they entered the cabin. Steve had no difficulty in finding the chemical the pro fessor desired, and then, gathering a few small articles, and a rifle apiece, they wBnt ont on deck. Up the shrouds they went, proceeding rather slowly, on account of the articles they were loaded down with. Jim was the first to emerge from the crack, and nat urally he looked at the spot where they had a short tinu:-.. before left Scaggs and Johnson lying. They untied their bonds. "You can go on about your business now, and leave us to attend to ours," observea Johnson. The boys thought it best to do so, and they promptly started for the ridge. But they djd not neglect to keep an eye on the men they were leaving, as there was no telling what they might do. At length they reached the other side of the ridge, and were out of sight of the pair. "Now, I guess it will only be a question of a short time before we will have the air ship in running order!" ex claimed Steve. CHAPTER XIX. TH' E SOUTH POLE. "I have got what I. went after!" There was a ring of triumph in Steve Whitely's voice as he made this exclamation. Tired, and g lad to get back again, the boys stood be fore the professor and the rest of their companions. "What do you ri1ean ?" cried Erpma Huntington; "have you found the Lamce f" "We have!" our two young friends answered in a breath. Prof. Jacklyn nearly fainted from pure joy. "The Lance-my ship is she afloat?" he managed to gasp. "Far from it," retorted Jim. "But still, nearly every thing but the crew is yet aboard." "Tell me all about it," said Capt. Androvette, eagerly. Steve proceeded to do so, and he was listened to with interest most profound. "Wonderful, wonderful!" exclaimed the mate. The two boys were pretty well tired out, and a short time after they sought their couches A good, healthy sleep of eight hours did them a power.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. of good, and when they arose and had br e akfast e d they felt as go o d as ever. Prof. Jacklyn was waiting for Steve, s o they mi ght begin work on the air ship, and the y o un g Ne w Yorker was just as a n xi o us to get at it as w a s th e prof e s s or. While th e ir companions were bus y fin i s hing the hut they had comm e nced to construct, the profe s s or and Steve went at work at the mechanism of the w o nderful in vention. In less than two hours they had it in as good order as it had been b e fore the ch e mic a l ran out. Just a s they h a d se t th e bat t e r y go ing, in orde r t o i n flate the hug e silk e n b ag th e profe ss or w a s s e ized with a sud den attac k of v er t igo He w :is t o o ill, b y far, to make. the trip throu g h the clo u ds, as he had int e nd e d but urged Steve and Ji111 to ta ke th e air sh ip o u t a nd try it. And it i s need le s s t o say th e boy s were g lad to do it. Steve was thorou g hly acquainted w i th the workings of the machine, a n d h e a nticipat ed no difficulty in ma k in g it go wh ere he Ab out an h our l a ter th e y w e r e ready to start, and step ping in s i de th e c a r th e y cl o s e d the d oor and waved their c aps to th e ir friend s through the little window in the forward part. The n Ste v e to o k his place at the levers, and a mo m ent l ate r th ey arose in the air. U p up they went, until finally the surface of the earth la y h a lf a mil e b e l ow! "We will g o in the direction I d eem to be due south," obs e rv e d Ste ve, as he glanced at the compass, which, like th ose ab o ard the La.nee had been actin g stran g ely ever since the y had be e n in the land of the py g my fie nds "Yo u can't tell much about that," said Jim. "It has p o int e d in at least a d o zen differ ent dir e cti o ns during the last minute and the needle keeps on acting wildly." Do y ou know what I think makes that?" "No." "We are pre tty near the pole." "I h ave no d o ubt but we are." "Well, that is why the compass won't work." P e rh a ps i t is. 1 I am sure o f it said Steve, in a positive manner. He brou ght the air ship around to the dir e ction he thoi:1ght to be the proper one, and then sent it forward at s w i f t speed. J im who was not quite at his ease yet ga z ed at the rapidl y flittin g s urface of the earth with di s tend e d eyes. "St eve, this is wonderful!" he gasped, aft e r a minute or two o f s i l e nce. "Rather," was his companion's reply, who was more us e d to fly in g throug h the air. "How long do y ou intend to stay up here in the clouds?" "\Vh y a re you b eg innin g t o ge t s queamish?" "I'll admit that I feel safer on the solid earth than I d o here. " W ell, we will land at the fir s t sp o t that looks attractive en o u g h and sh o ws no sig ns of bein g a dangerous place." "At w hat rate of speed do you think we are going?" question e d Jim. "At least thirty miles an hour," Ste ve r e torted. "Come to think of it I guess we will k e ep ri ght on our course for an h o ur a nd then make a landin g s o m e where." "All ri g ht you are running th e thin g Steve to o k out his wat ch, a nd th e n settl e d down to his c ourse. At the end of half an hour th e comp ass c e as e d t o cut up its que e r antics, though the n eed l e s till a p p eare d to be ve ry restless Jim stood at the l ooko ut window w ith a p ower ful glass level e d at th e s u rfac e o f th e ea rth ahead of th em. Fifteen minu te s late r he gav e a cry o f s u r prise, and then exclaim e d : "Ste ve, if I am not lookin g at the p o int call e d the South Pole by geo g raph e rs I n eve r h o p e t o s ee it !" He was gazin g at a circul a r v alley of ab o ut five miles in diam e t e r wh i ch r a n d o wn t o a point in the center to the d e pth of at least a mile. The re was n o thing in the lin e of ve g etation or any living thing in it and the surface of the c o nical-shaped vall e y se e m e d to b e c o mp ose d of a gray rocky substance. Steve change d plac e s with him, and promptly agreed that it was surel y the pol e that the y s aw. "We will get direct:_y over it and go dow n and take a look at it," he said. A few minutes later he stopped the propellin g power and the air ship came to a dead s top exactly over the cent e r of the barren valley! Then it was that the needle in the compass b e gan whirl ing around with amazing rapidity. "Hurrah!" cried the young New York e r, and the coun try boy joined in a hearty cheer. They had opened the trapdoor in th e b otto m o f the car, and were gazing beneath them with out th e aid of a glass. "That is about the queerest -loo l dng plac e it has ever been my lot to behold !" said Jim. "That is so; I agree with y ou," r e plied Steve. "IGreat Scott! We are desc e nding!" Sure enou gh! The air ship wa'3 sw iftl y down ward and Steve had nC't caus e d 1 d o so. Faster and fast e r they .. l t he b ottom of the huge hollow, and though StPv" tried to make the machine rise, it would not do it.

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. I \ BRA VE AND BOLD "There is some sort of attraction drawing us down ward!" Steve gasped, his face turning pale. "And in three minut e s more we'll be dashed to death!" Jim added, in a hoarse whisper. CHAPTER XX. "Don't be al a rmed, now. I 'll show you directly." It was wonderful to see how coolly Steve went to work to accomplish his purpose. Like a flash it came upon him that, since the air ship would not move either up or down, it might moe hori zontally. Almost instantly he started the powerful wings in moDIAMONDS AT THE POLE. tion. There was a violent threshing in the air, and then the Down-down-down air ship began to forge slowly ahead. The air ship seemed to be drawn by an irresistible force "Hurrah!" shouted Jim, leaning out of the window toward the bottom of the conical valley. Frighten e d as he {,,,as, Steve made sure that everything and waving his cap. was in working order. Steve, whose face was wreathed in smiles, held his But the wonderful invention could not be checked from course, and soon the grapnel Jim threw out caught in a going downward! pile of rocks on the side of the sloping little valley. Already it was below the level of the surrounding "Haul on the line!" Steve called out. "There, now we have her!" country, and it seemed a certainty that it would strike the bottom of the huge natural funnel with terrific force. The car was soon pulled close to the rocks, and then, But no! When within fifty f e et of the bottom, which without the least hesitation, the young New Yorker all along had appeared to be a great deal nearer than it stepped out. was, a strange thing happened. Jim followed him a little bit gingerly; but when he had The flying machine came to a dead stop! once gained a foothold on the solid earth, he felt perfectly A simultaneous sigh of relief left the lips of the boys. at ease. They felt that they were saved; after all. Making sure that the air ship was securely anchored, But what had stopped their descent ?-that was the they started to make their way to the central point of questibn. the valley. "Steve!" It was not so steep but that they could proceed with "Jim!" safety, and in a very short time they were at the deOur young friends seized each other by the hand. sired po i nt. "What will we do now, Steve?" Here a surprise awaited them. "We will turn on all the power to go up." The bottom of the natural funnel terminated i!l a "Do it at once, then; I feel anything but safe here." hole. rhe young New Yorker started the upward The boys had not noticed this from the air ship, and power once more. t. !uey were quite curious over it. But the air ship did not move, or even tremble! Stepping as close to the edge of the hole as they dared, If it had bee n glued to a solid rock it could not have they peered downward. remained more stationary. Again the boys looked at each other in blank dismay. As they did this a feeling of extreme dizziness came "Jim, this is certainly the South Pole. We are held over them. It seemed as though they were being whirled by some curious attraction that is unknown to us," around like a top said Steve, weighing his words carefully as he spoke. "Jim; we are going around!" gasped Steve, as he drew "I believe you," was the reply. back in alarm. "That being the case, the bottom of this funnel-shaped "We appear to be," was the reply. valley must be one end of the axis upon which the earth "How db you account for it?" revolves." "I don't know." "Yes, certainly." "I think I do." / "Well, then, we must get down there and see how it "Well , what makes us appear to going around when looks." look into the depths of the hole?" Steve had lost all fear now, and his face was illumined "Because this opening is nothing more than the axis of with the thought of the wonderful discovery they had the south side of the globe! We go around, wllile the made. air that is in it and about us stands still. That is wha \ "Get down there? How are we going to?" questioned caused the air ship to cut up so badly, beyond the shadow his friend. of a doubt."

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... BRA VE AND BOLD. "Steve, you are always right in the opinions you form, so I take it that you are not wrong this time." "I am going to prove that I am right." "I suppose you are able to do that." "Of course I am able. A!! that I will have to do is to bring Prof. Nicodemus Jacklyn here; he will be able to account for the phenomena, if anyone living can." "We had better go back and get the professor right away, then," said Jim "That is, if we can get away from here with the air ship." "We will get away easy enough," was the reply. "How?" "We will tow the machine to the leveJ country above, and then get in and sail away." "Steve, your head is worth two of mine!" exclaimed the -:ountry boy. "You have a way of solving difficult problems that is altogether too much for me." Steve smiled. "I guess I am not quite as smart as all that," he said. "Well, shall we go up ?" "Wait until we have looked around a bit. Ah I what is this?" The young New Yorker picked some small object, bright and shining, from the ground. "Jim, that is a diamond!" he quickly added. "I know it is, for I have seen too many of them in the windows of the big jewelry stores in New York to be fooled." "If you say it is a diamond, it is," replied Jim, with a gasp of astonishment. Then he turned his eyes upon the ground in search of a stone to mate the one his chum had found. And he was not long in discovering one, either. A close investigation showed that the shinjng stones, which were certainly diamonds of the purest water, were scattered about plentifully. Then it was that the boys forgot all about their friends, the air ship or the South Pole, for the time being, and for over an hour they searched about, picking up the largest of the precious gems. At length each had a pocketful! "Steve, what time is it?" Jim had been called to his senses by the thought of how <1ueenly Emma Huntington would look wearing a neck lace made of the diamonds. "Gracious I" exclaii:ned Steve, as he looked at his watch; "we have been away from headquarters over three "And it will take us an hour to get back, won't it?" "Yes, all of that." "We had better start, then?" "Yes, right away." "We can come back again and fetch the1 professor with us." "Certainly; we will do that, by all means." With a longing look at the miniature diamond field, the boys began climbing to the spot where the air ship was anchored. It took them several minutes to get aboard, as the side of the valley was pretty steep. "I wonder if we could rise from here?" said Steve; "we are not over the hole "Let us try," answered Jim. The anchor was hauled in, and the young New Yorker set the powerful-winged machine in motion. To their great joy, it slowly sailed upward. Ten minutes later they were skimming through the air in the direction of the gully, where they had left their companions. The electrical apparatus went like clockwork, and the wonderful invention sailed along like a monster hawk at an altitude of over a mile. Ten minutes later the air ship made a graceful curve and settled in the gully.,. To their dismay they discovered Prof. Jacklyn lying unconscious on the ground Bending over him, they found that he had been hit on the head with a club or some other blunt instrument He was not badly hurt, but stunned. While the boys were in the act of bringing him to, they were startled by the sound of a shot. Jim rushed around the corner o f the hut, and was just in time to see the air ship rising swiftly upward. The grapnel was dangling within a few feet of the earth, and with the speed of the wind he sprang toward it. Just then a rifle cracked from the car, and a bullet whizzed past his ear. Then the grapnel was drawn upward, and the air ship sailed away! CHAPTER XXI. A SHOT IN MID AIR. Matt Scaggs and Johnson waited until the boys had disappeared from the vicinity of the wreck. Then Scaggs led the way through the woods and made for the gully. It occurred to him that by going there he might have a chance of getting square with his enemies. The fireman had no idea where he was going, but trusted entirely to his companion. Just as they reached the edge of the woods that skirted the gully, Scaggs happened to look skyward. As he did so he gave a violent start and clutched the fireman by the arm. "Look up there!" he exclaimed, ;"there is the air ship I was telling you about. J o hnson, tha-t belongs to me, and we must get possession of it." "All right," was the reply. "Let us sneak down and

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BRA VE AND BOLD. I wait for a chance to steal it. By the way the thing is acting, it is going to come down presently." Scaggs nodded, and then the pair proceeded to crawl down through the shrubbery. When they got into the gully they beheld Prof. Jacklyn seated on the grass, while, standing a few feet from him, was Emma Huntington. "I've got it," whispered Scaggs, excitedly; "we will knock the old man on the head and steal the girl. What. do you say?" "Stealing the girl and the flying machine is all right, but we mustn't hurt the professor, or anyone else, for that matter," replied Johnson. "How are we going to get the girl without putting the old fool out of the way?" demanded the more blood thirsty villain of the two. The fireman shrugged his shoulders. "Leave it to me; I'll show you how," he answered. Scaggs said no more, but followed him cautiously through the bushes. "You get the girl," instructed Johnson. The next minute the stealthy pair darted forward. Matt Scaggs seized Emma and Johnson tapped the professor on the head with the butt of his revolver. Then they darted back into a convenient hiding place in the bushes, and together bound and gagged their captive. In less than five minutes after the air ship descended and the two boys stepped out. The moment Steve and Jim started for the hut, Scaggs nudged his companion. "Now is our time," he whispered. Swiftly but noiselessly they darted for the car. A fow seconds later Scaggs and the helpless girl were inside. "Yank that grapnel )oose and jump in-quick!" he cried to the fireman. His command was obeyed, and then up they went! "We are in luck!" exclaimed Johnson. Just then his companion fired a shot from the window. "\JI/hat did you do that for?" demanded the fireman. "I shot at one of those meddlesome boys." "Don't you do it again, but attend strictly to your business and run this confounded flying machine! Do you hear?" He drew the grapnel up with a vicious jerk as he spoke. "Yes," was the meek rejoinder. "See that you do." Matt Scaggs allowed the air ship to soar upwaru in an oblique direction until they were fully a mile from \ he surface of the earth. "What are you going so high for?" asked Johnson as he looked out of the window in a startled manner. "Are you afraid?" retorted Scaggs, in a sneering tone. "If there is a coward here, you know who it is." "Yes, and I will show you who it is before long." Matt Scaggs drew his revolver as he spoke. His action was so unexpected that the fireman turned deathly pale. "What do you mean, Matt?" he gasped. "I mean that I am going to shoot you and throw you out of the car! Then I will fly away to the north with m y fair young bride. Johnson, you got the best of me when we fought the duel, and you made me beg, but you can't do it now !" "Be reasonable, Matt. You are not going crazy, are you?" "Ha, ha, ha !" laughed the villain. "I told you we would see who the coward was presently." The fireman stood near the little lookout window with his hands at his sides; Scaggs stood less than five feet from him, one hand on a lever of the controlling power of the air ship, and the other grasping a revolver that was leveled directly at the heart of the man before him. And Emma Huntington, in a state of terror, lay died in a corner of the car, hearing and seeing all that was taking place. Her eyes were fixed upon the two men before her in a fascinated stare. Suddenly the air ship gave a violent lurch; Scaggs lost his balance; the arm of the fireman flew upward; a quick report followed, and the girl fainted! I . CHAPTER XXII. EMMA'S COURAGE. "Matt Scaggs was dead !" Johnson had been quick enough to send a bullet throu g h his heart when the car lurched and gave him time to draw his revolver. "I was compelled to do it or be shot myself," the fire man muttered, as he bent over the unconscious girl and untied her bonds. "But who is going to nm this in fernal flying contrivance now?" His face turned deathly white as he asked himself this question, and he staggered to his feet as though he were suffering from an attack of sickness. Presently his eyes rested upon the dead man lying be fore him, and something like a muffled shriek of horror left his lips. '3 The features of Scaggs appe ared to be grinning at him mockingly, as much as to say: "Now you have killed me, what are you going to do next?" "I must g et that out of my sight!" cried Johnson ; irr a frenzy. "Ah! here is a trapdoor! I'll drop it through that."

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BRA VE AND BOLD. It was just at this moment that Emma recover ed from her swoon. She possessed more courage and nerve than the average girl, and it took her but a moment to realize _her po siti o n. When she found that she was no longer bound, a sigh of relief escaped her lips Then her eyes roved around her narrow quarters, and finally rested u'pon the living man and the dead one. The smoke caused by the discharged revolver still floated about the car, and it seemed as though she was looking through a veil at the horrible scene right be fore her. The fireman was endeavoring to open the trapdoor to cast the body from the car. Without uttering a word the girl watched him at his work. Presently the door yielded, and the next moment it opened. A draught of air blew into the car and caused the smoke to go eddying about into all sorts of queer shapes. Then came a shriek that the girl never forgot to her dying day. The body of Matt Scaggs went shooting toward the earth far below, and with it went Johnson! Just how it happened, she could not tell, but the man must have lost his balance in trying to rid himself of the grewsome object. For the space of five minutes the girl lay there, her face as pale as death. Then, realizing that she must do something, and that quickly, she arose to her feet. With trembling hands she closed the trapdoor. During her stay in the air ship Emma had become pretty well acquainted with how the wonderful invention was worked. So exact did Emma manage it that she landed within a few feet of where it had been when she was seized and carried aboard it. And to her great joy she saw all her friends standing there to receive her. Not being able to control herself any longer, the fair creature sprang out and landed--Plump into Jim Wakely's open arms! It was fully five minutes before she was able to tell what had happened, and when she finally did so it was with a trembling voice. When the enthusiasm of our friends had somewhat sub sided, Steve spoke of the diamonds he and Jim had found at the Pole, and drew a handful of the sparkling gems from his pocket to verify his words. The sight of them sent the rest into raptures. "We must pay a visit to the Pole before we leave," said the professor. "Sure!" echoed the rest. "But we had better wait till the excitement among the pygmies dies out," ventured Steve. "To ther Avil One with ther little fellows!" cried O'Brien. "I want ter git some of ther diamonds." But the persuasive arguments of the professor and Androvette carried the day, and it was decided that they should wait a day or two longer. Meanwhile Steve and the professor began conjuring their brains as to how they were going to rig the air ship so it would take them all safely away from the place. There were seven of them, and it was quite evident that the wonderful invention could not possibly carry more She had never touched the levers herself, but had than four, m: five at the most! watched the Bach brothers do it time and again. A gleam of hope came over her, and nerving herself, she stepped over the life blood of Matt Scaggs and took CHAPTER XXIII. her place at the levers. CONCLUSION. Alone in the air, nearly a mile above the surface of the earth! Picture to yourself the feelings of the girl, reader! But her f e elings of hope gradually grew to one of con fidence when she found that the huge mechanical bird answered her touch. A flush came upon the fair girl's face, and with bright ening eyes she sailed back in the direction of her friends. The flapping of the giant wings made sweet music to her ears, and she pressed on more power. A few minutes later she located the gully, and then the air ship began circling slowly downward. "Professor," said Steve, a couple of hours later, when had just arisen from an appetizing repast, "have you thought seriously of how we are all going to get away from this country?" "There is only one way it can be done," was the reply, "and that is to construct another balloon, attach it to the air ship, and enlarge the car so it will hold us all." "Hadn't we better get to work at it, then? You know the long spell of darkness will begin in a few days, and / l think we ought to get away before that." l I

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BRA VE AND BOLD. All hands, save the professor and Emma, paid a visit to the strangely wrecked Lance and found the silk and material necessary to construct the additional bag and enlarge the car, and when it was delivered in the gully work was at once begun. So industriously did they keep at it that in four days it was pronounced complete. Now the question was : Would it work? The professor had strengthened the storage battery and connected a pipe to the additional balloon, and all there was left to do was to try it. Steve concluded to make the test A bowlder weighing more than the combined weights of our friends was attached beneath the car by means of a strong cable, and he started to rise with it. To his great joy the huge machine soared upward like a bird! After sailing around for half an hour, he came down. is all right!" he cried. "Now we will all pay a visit to the Pole, and then start direct for home from there!" This proposition suited all of them, so the necessary sup plies were stored in the car When everything was ready, all hands entered the car of the air ship, and then Steve sent the flying wonder upward. High into the heavens it soared, making a huge circle over the land of the pygmies. Everything progressed as smoothly as and in due time they reached the wonderful spot the boys had discovered They were careful to land above the valley on this oc casion, and made the journey to the bottom of the conical valley on foot. Several more diamonds were found, and after the pro fessor had announced over and over again they had cer tainly found the South Pole, they made their way back to the air ship. But the boys did not forget to plant the Stars and l Stripes there before they left, and then, taking off their hats, they gave a resounding cheer. "Due north !" said Jim, as his friend took his place a few minutes later. "It seems as though we can hardly go in any other direction, if we wanted to," Steve returned with a smile. Up went the air ship, and then there was a violent ping of wings-they were off Homeward bound "Is it a hoax? A wonderful flying machine said to have become entangled in the rigging of a steamer bound for China. men and a young lady found in a car attached to it Claim they have been to the South Pole. A remarkable tale that cannot be verified at the present writing." This was the heading that startled the readers of a San Francisco daily paper some few weeks after our friends started on their journey The majority of those who perused the article voted it a fraud, and said it was some more foolish newspaper sen sationalism. But there were a few who waited for the report to be corroborated, and they kept on waiting till the steamer Perambuc arrived in port from China. A batc'1 of news came concerning the air ship, giving the names of those who found it; but even this was not proof enough for the incredulous. Two weeks later, when another steamer arrived, re porting that the vessel that encountered the wonderful air ship had burned to the water's edge while entering port, almost everybody put the whole yarn down as a hoax. But the same steamer that brought the last piece of news had among its passengers seven people who are well known to the reader. They were Prof. Nicodemus Jacklyn, Steve Whitely, Jim Wakely, O'Brien, Capt. Androvette, Emma Huntington and the mate of the lost Lanc e Almost every word the first article in the paper stated was the truth; but-well, who would believe it? Some of their most intimate friends might and that was all. THE END. The next issue, No. 68, will contain Young Aero. bat; or, The Great North American Circus," by Horatio Alger, Jr. This is an intensely interesting story of a boy, who dfiven to the wall by a rascally guardian, joined a circus, and met with all sorts of absorbing adventures. \Vhen we say that it is written in the best vein of Mr. Alger, that prince of story tellers the boys know what a treat is in for them.

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I Young Broadbrim i i w kl i + i i i + 5 + t i :I: Tales of the thrilling adventures o f a young detective whose + success in hunting do w n a_ll .classes o f criminals is unequalled T LA. "rEST "r:K"rLES i i 67 Young Broadbrim on a False Clew; t or, The Mystery of the Gray House. + + 68 Young Broadbrimts Chance Shot; i or, The Fight for the Bowlder Millions. i + 69 Young Broadbrim Overboard; + t or, The Old Detectivets Double. i + 70-Y oung Broadbrim and the Bank Swindlers; i t or, The Secret of the Old Mill. + t 7 l Y oung Broadbriin and the Black Hand; i t or, In League With a Murderer i i 72 Young Broadbrim's Mystic Seven; :I: :I: or, The Order of the Branded Arm. i + 73-Young Broadbrim On a False Scent; i i or, Tracking the Wrong Man. i :I: 74 Young Broadbrimts Disappearance Mystery; + :I: or Matching a Womants Craft. t :I: 7 5 Y Broad brim and the Runners; . + :I: or, a M1llion Dollar Trail. i 76.. Young Broadbrimts Strange Find; + -. or, A Mansion of Mysteries. i To be had of, a.it newsde8 Jer s or sent upon 1 eceipt o f pric e b y i i STREET & Street New York I


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