Saved from the gallows, or, The rescue of Charlie Armitage

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FI VE. CENT.S1 EVERY WEEK SAVED FROM TME GA\.\.OWS Th R o R., e escue of Dick'5 eyes dropped on the row-boat. "Into it, quick!" he cried, "the three of you. I will run throul?"h the woods and take them off their track. You, captain, row to the cape point and meet me."

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A Different Complete Story Every Week I Iuwd W N/Uy. By S..OsmpliD" la.so /er y ear.. Entered accordingto A c t o f Congrest i n tire year '904' '" IM O.,lice of tlu Libraria" o f Conzrss. Waslungton IJ. C. STREET & SMI T H z38 William St., N. Y No. 6 9 N E W YORK, A pril 16, 1904. Price Five Cents. S A .l:D fROM T GA LOWS: OR, The Rescue C harlie Armtage. By IUATT R O YAL. CHAPTER I. Mr. Beauchamp, the great millionai r e l umberman, sa t i n his office as l ate as six o'clock on the evening on which our story opens. His clerks were all g one, and he was conversing privately with his solicitor, 1Ir. Walker. He was evidently considerably \\'Orricd and p e rplexed. "It's troubling me, vValker,'' he said. "becau s e o n the one hand, there is the danger of det e ction and on the other an appea l to my heart. 'For her father's sake,' Walker. Just t hink! What am I to d o?" "You've quite a bit of property in case of confiscation," said the shrewd man of l a w, smiling as he gave th e hint. "If you ask me as a lawyer, I'd say, 'don't touch it. It's d a n gero u s.' "Well, it's too bad said l\fr. B e auchamp. "T think o f the t ears and heart-broken sobs. You see, her father was a very dea r friend of mine. She appeals to me on t hat ground, poor girl." "Can't you get some one else?" suggested the lawyer. "Some one who has nothing to lose, who'll take your place?" "It would have to be a man I could depend upon "Oh, certainly. Leave that to me. I have a man in mind In fact, I've been preparing this very thing. All's ready. Do you agr ee?" "You'll answer for him?'' T he l awyer nodded and then rose from his cha i r and began to put on his gl o ves. "Not only will I answer for him," he said firmly, "but I will arrange it so that you cannot possibly be com pro mised. I know the facts. I can save you t h e awk ward tro u ble of expl a ining them." He stooped and l ooked mca n ingly into the millionaire's face "I w ill send him to you a t 1Ii;. Beauchamp-a yo ung man He will lookm g f?r work You will e n gage him and say n o thm g only give such few, s i mple o r ders as are neces sary. and there you are. If you were both brought into court to-morrow it could not be proved you made s u ch a bar g ain. In fact, you could not make a case agains t you r selves if you t ried." "Good said M r. Beauchamp, rising and t aking his solicitor's hand "I c atch you r idea. Se n d h im a l ong. Be careful." The lawyer departed in a great hurry and the millio n aire sat down to brood over the dangerous scheme. "I have no wish to go to prison," thought he. "and the word confiscation frightens me. Walker's phn is f e a s i ble. I don't ne e d to commit myself, even by a word He employ e d him se lf in writing for over an h o ur. anc! then ros e from his chair to look out of one of t h e fron t office windows. Scarcely more than a quarte r o f 1. mile a way the broa d St. Lawrence River flowed majestically

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2 BRAVE AND BOLD. along. The ground sloped down beautifully to its bank. Not a house was to be seen, and only a solitary tree, the latter on the bank, till he leaned through the open window and looked to his left. There, six hundred yards away, lay the village of Qu' Appelle, which drew its sustenance almost wholly from the great lumberman's operations. He had had his office built out here because he liked quiet and enjoyed the view of the broad sweep of the river, with the many vessels, some of them ocean steamers, passing on it. It was a strange trick than chance now played on two people. The millionaire, seeing a young man approaching from the direction of the village, retired from the window and reseated himself at his desk. Presently the door opened and the young man appeared. "Excuse me, sir," he said, bowing a nd taking off his hat. "I am looking for work. I was told you might have something for me to do." "Possibly," said Mr. Beauchamp kindly, taking note of his appearance "What can you do?" "I will try anything, sir, though I'm good at nothing in particular. In fact, it is possible you would find me use less, as I have never worked before. I have just come from the States. My father died not long ago in Mont pelier, and I, after vainly trying to get employment there, came to Quebec, because I had heard that an old friend of my was there. It happened, however, that he, too, died not long ago, and thus I had my trip for nothing. I will be obliged if you can give me any kind of work." The millionaire smiled, despite his great mental worry. Wall
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BRA VE A::-.'D BOLD. 3 on his extended arms. He leaped to his feet on. seeing t he young man. "Ah, it's you, Nesbitt? You must act quickly," he said, hurrie dly. "You mu.st stand bet wee n thi s trouble and me." "I hop e you're n o t in great trouble sir," said Dick. ''I'm re ady to p erform any service you name." '"Then go a t once to the eastern wall--" "The what, sir?" exclaimed Dick in surprise. "Come here," said Mr. Beauchamp, leading him into the back room and to a window looking out to the south. "Look You see yonder high wall?" 'I do," said the young man. "The large building en closed within is evidentl y--" "Hush! No need of words. You have work to do. Go there immediately Search the ground along near the wall." S ea rch the ground, sir?" "Yes, and fetch me whatever you may find "May I ask what you expect, sir?" "Never mind that. You and I must not talk. Fetch me any object you ma y find th e re. See-about fifteen feet from th e sou thea s t corner yonder-yet pretty close to the wall. Hurry. Anything you may find." Dick was t oo surprised to speak, even if his employer's manner had permitted it. He rushed to the dGOr and was going down the steps when Mr. Beauchamp called out after him : L e t no one see yo u. Anything you may find-quick !" "\Vell, this is an odd mission," thou ght Dick, as he hurried toward a large sto ne building surrounded by a high stone wall that was situated some little distance back of the village on a hill. "lVIy employer s eems an eccentric man As h e neared the place h e wondered whether it were a jail or an asylum. It was certainly one o r the other, for its windows were iron-barred and it had that appearance that suggests people unde r r estraint. IIaving climbed the hill he hurried down to the south eas t corner of the wall and began to search the grass in the vicinity. He kept as close as possible to the wall, le s t he should be seen by some one from the in s ide, thou g h w h y h e should not be seen he could n ot guess One angl e of the bPilcling came within a few yards o f th e c o rner; on th.c opposite siue there seemed to be a large area of yard anu there was anothe r and much smaller building, presumably a residence. He saw nothing in the grass, thoegh he wei>t th e who l e length of the east side of the \\"all. Looking clown the hill toward t he river he saw Mr. r.eauc!Jamp's office. st:rncling proudly alone and descried 2.n indiYidual walking hurriedly toward it. Ile continued hi s searc h and vvas r ewa rded only by finding an emp t y and discarded salmon can and a broken eggshell. two things that h e could not de em to be of any use. He hurried back clown the hill. \Vhen h e arrived in front of the office he saw a young ma n o f about t we nt y-five yea r s of age with / a dissatisfied, if not disconsolate, l ook on his face, walking away. The latter h a d been knocking o n the office door and had failed to gai n admittance, or eve n attent i on K esbit t f elt the man was -an noy ed, for h e h ear d him muttering to himself as he trudged off toward the village. He was reel-haired. Dick was surprised to find the office door locked, but almost immediately it opene d and Mr. Beauchamp ap-peared. The poor m2.n look e d more t han worried this time. He was fri g htened. "Come in, quickly," he cried, catching Dick by the shoulder. He almost dragged him in "Hav e you found anything?" he asked. "No," answered Dick; "nothing." l\Ir. Beauchamp seeme d relieved. His face instantly bri g hten ed. He sat down in a chair, and, drawing his handkerchief from his pocket, mopped his brow. His ex citement had made him perspire profusel y "Yes," said Dick, "I sea r ched t h oro u g hl y and found nothing--" "Just so I am glad-very g lad. "Except--" "Except what?" cried Mr. Beauc hamp l o o ki n g up quic k ly "What is it?" "Oh, nothing, sir. The r e was absolutely nothi n g except an empty s almon can and a broken eggshell." I\J r. Beauchamp leaped to his feet, a l most upsetting h is chair and quite startling Dick. "Good h eavens he cried "Did you say an eggshell?" The perspiration was now rolling in beads dow n his face "Yes, sir," said the astonished youth. "There's a broken eggshell there, but surely--" "Go and fetch it at once," cried Mr. Beauchamp "Qui ck It's it sure. An eggshell? Why, of course. Run," and he almost dragged Dick to the door. "Go fetch it immediat e ly. Don't lose it," he adde d. "Do you really mean, sir, that--" bega n Dick, smil ing, thinking the gentleman was momen t arily "Fetch that eggshell immediat e ly. There may be a human life depending on it Oh, don't break it. Stop," he added, as Dick reached the door. "Did you examine the salmon can ?" "I did happe n to pick it up, sir. It was empty." "Fetch it; but secure the eggshell at any cost L et no one see you." "Dy the way, sir," sa id Dick, as he was coming out, I saw a man knocking at your door a moment ago." "I know. Go on. Be quick!" As he came down the steps, Dick heard Mr. Beauchamp l ocking the door and muttering to himself inside "Good g.acious !" h e thought. "Am I employed b y a madman?" Ile hurried t oward the hill. "Diel a n yone ever hear of suc h duties as gathering eggshells ancl-Hea vens A life depending on it! What c an it mean? I declare, it's low comedy and hi g h tragedy mixed." While climbing the hill h e brok e int o soli loquy again, for the whole thing was so astoundirig that it had him in a heat of bewilderment and excitement. "And the strangest part," he muttered, "is that when I told him I found nothing he was relieved and app a r ently much pleased; whereas, when I mention e d the egg shell he seemed frightened, yet wanted to secure it Blamed if it isn't interesting, anyhow I'm going to see it throug h Arrived at the top of the hill, he saw a man in uniform pacing up and down with his hands behind his back. some distance bevond the farthermost corner of the wall. He was attached, no doubt, to the building inside. The wall was about fifteen feet high, so that it wa s impo ss ible to see if there were other similarly uni formed 1ren th e re It struck Dick that it might be as well not to let thi s

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BRA VE AND BOLD. man catch sight of him, let alone see him picking some thing up. He got behind a tree, and waited there till the man walked out of sight behind the wall. It did not take long to secure the can and the eggshell -and stick the latter into the former so that it might not get broken. Hiding them under his coat he started back. When he got near the office again he saw Mr. Beau champ at a back window looking out at him with his face as pale as a ghost. He hurried to the front door, and there Mr. Beauchamp met him, unlocking it for him and almpst helping him in as before. "Did you get it?" he cried. "Yes, sir," said Dick, and he handed the articles to him when he had relocked the door. "Turn on the lights, and pull down the blinds," said Mr. Beauchamp, for it was now about dark. Dick hastily obeyed and then turned round to behold the strangest and most amazing scene he had ever wit nessed in his life. Mr. Beauchamp had drawn the eggshell from the can, and seated himself at his desk to examine it, his eyeglass firmly set on his nose There was silence for some moments; deep, intense si lence, that made the ticking of the clock sound preter naturally loud. The effect was strikingly dramatic. To Dick, listening and watching, it seemed that a great heart tragedy was about to be enacted; that the first act of a powerful, stirring drama, involving conflicting motives, contrasting characters, and scenes, and sighs, and sobs, and hopes, and fears was about to begin. There was that in Mr. Beauchamp's attitude, look and manner that fore shadowed it. "Good heavens! This is ruin!" he exclaimed, as he stared at the empty eggshell with his eyes almost bulging from their sockets. CHAPTER III. To say that Dick was astonished would be putting it mildly. He sat clown on an office chair, and stared in si lence at the excited man, who was so critically examining the eggshell. He had first thought that Mr. Beauchamp might be partly demented, but the longer he knew him the more certain he felt the man was in full possession of all his mental faculties, or, if he was mad, there was "method in his madness." He acted very strangely, to be sure, but there must be some cause for it all. "Good heavens, Nesbitt!" he cried, again looking up from the eg-gshell, and glancing nervously around. "I tell you this is awful-awful. The blow is going to fall, and I can't escape it. What shall I do?" "I hope there's going to be no trouble for you, sir," said Dick, rising. "Trouble!" echoed the excited man. "Ah, my boy, you 'JI have to bear the brunt of it. You must shield me. You have no name and business to lose, as I have." These words caused Dick to feel uncomfortable. "I'll do all I can for you, sir," he said, "but--" "I know. Of course you will," interrupted Mr. Beau champ. "Of course yon wil!, and I, on my part, will do all I can to keep you out of prison. Indeed I will." "Prison !" exclaimed Dick. turning pale, and inclining again to the theory of madness. "Prison, sir!" "Ah! but we won't talk of that, Nesbitt, although it's only one of the dangers. You are even more liable to be shot. No doubt they'd shoot if the alarm was given; but you must take chances." Dick rose to his feet again. He clicl not know whether to bolt out of the doorway or not. Curiosity and the sight of the man's obvious trouble of mind prompted him to remam. "Tell me, sir--" he began. "Hush! don't speak for a moment," said Mr. Beau champ. "I will reward you well for your share in this. You are really. protec_ting me. Here are my post office keys. Run quickly to the office and see whether there are any letters for me. They may post one at some town along the river." Off went Dick again, Mr. Beauchamp locking the door after him as before. He was on a sensible errand this time, and had more chance to think quietly. 1lr. Beau champ had just said one thing that made Dick feel like being reconciled to his new, but peculiar, situation. It was the words: "You are really protecting me, Nesbitt.'" Dick was kind-hearted, and he thought if he could in any way be of service to his \vorried employer he would like to help him. He had received instructions what box to open at the post office. While he was in the building he saw the red-haired young man whom he had noticed knocking at Mr. Beau\ champ's door about an hour before. The latter was a stout, bullock-necked individual, with a broad, shrewd, freckled face and reddish-brown eyes. His hair was a carrotty red. He was anything but good-looking. He was, as the reader knows, Mr. Walker's appointee for the unique position now being so capably filled by Dick. He saw Dick and seemed to take an interest in him. This interest was intensified by his apparent knowl edge that it was Mr. Beauchamp's post office box that Dick was opening. It is likely he had already seen Dick entering the mil lionaire's office. Whether or not, he now watched him. and, when Dick left the post office, he quietly followed. It was now quite dark. As Dick had been told to hurry, he broke into a little run as soon as he got clear of the village, thinking it was not likely that anyone would notice him. He was not aware that the red-haired youth was following him. Arrived at l\Ir. Beauchamp's office door, he rapped lightly twice, as he had been biclclen to do. and was quickly admitted, Mr. Beauchamp attending to the lock ing of the door with his usual care. "Have you brought any letters with you, Nesbitt?" asked the latter, anxiously. "Yes, sir," said Dick, "1 have one and a package He had already noticed that they were both in the same handwriting, and bore the same postmark-"Tadoussac." Mr. Beauchamp seized the letter and sat down at the table to read it. The light shone directly on his face, and Dick was able to see the play of his features. For the next minute or two he presented a curious psychological study. Having drawn the letter from its envelope, he glanced over it and immediately became more excited than ever. His face twitched convulsively, and his e)es opened wide in a stare. as if he was horrified. "Good gracious! What can be worrying him so?" thought Dick.

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 5 He felt real pity for the poor man. The latte r had forced him to take five dollars in advance of salary when he was leaving for the post office, and he knew, whatever faults he had, lack of generosity was not one of them. He was kind, too, in his way of speaking. and had already shown a liking for Dick. Altogether, Dick felt very sorry for him in his trouble; so sorry, indeed, that he could not forbear mentioning it. "Really, I sympathize with you, Mr. Beauchamp," he began. "Hush!" cried the latter, excitedly, leaping from his chair and tearing the letter into shreds. "Don't talk, N es bitt, don't talk. It has come. They have arrived by this time. I'm worried to death. Oh, what shall I do? What shall I do?" He began to pace up down the office floor, wring ing his hands and muttering to himself, while poor Dick stood watching him like a frightened schoolboy. "I tell you what it is, Nesbitt," he said, suddenly turning, laying his hands on Dick's shoulders, and looking into his astonished face, "you must not forsake me, my boy, now that this trouble has come upon me." "Indeed, I will not," said Dick, warmly. "I knew it. Walker was right. Look here, my boy." "Well, sir?" "There are things you and I must not talk about. We must not even mention them to each other, as we might afterwards be questioned under oath-ah, what am I saying?" In truth, Dick hardly knew what he was saying It was astonishing language. "See. Nesbitt," continued the excited man, "I under stand your thoughts and you know mine." "I'll be darned if I do," parenthetically mused Dick. "So, we'll not mention the subject again," resumed Mr. Beauchamp. "Now, let me tell you, the time is come. That letter says so There is no longer any es cape We have put our hands to the plow, and must go on." "Very well, sir," said Dick, more amazed than he ever was in his life. "Are you ready, then?" "I am, sir." "Very well. Wait a moment." Mr. Beauchamp walked quietly to a corner of the room, opened a cupboard and searched for something Presently he fo\ md it, for he returned to Dick, and. laying one of his hands on the lad's shoulder, said: "This is the most important errand of all. I prepared for it while you were at the post office. You will go down the river bank a distance of just eight hundred yards from the tree which you see out yonder. Yon may count a thou sand steps of your own, if you wish:" "Eight hundred yards to the right?" asked Dick. "Exactlv. Y 011 will find a solitarv oak tree: like this one in front of our office. It stand; on the river bank. You will go to it cautiously. Take care no one sees you, and lay behind it, on the ground, this article." Here he handed Dick a little piece of birch bark. and, repeating his instructions. added the request that Dick would make all possible haste to the spot. "What this will lead to, Nesbitt," he said, "I don't know. Should anyone see you and speak to 'you, be carefol. You will tell me all when you return. Go. I'll wait anxiously." Dick snatched uo his hat, and in another moment was making his way rapidly toward the nearest tree on the river bank. CHAPTER IV. The moon had just risen and the night promised to be 1 a very bright one There was not a cloud in the sky. The air was calm and the waters of the broad St. Lawrence flowed peacefully along Reaching the tree, Dick set off to the right on a line parallel with the river. He counted his steps carefully, 1 for the reason that, between him and the place of his des tination, there were two or three small bits of bush It was safe to follow directions. Passing the l ast bit of bush, he saw that he was to have no further trouble The tree which marked the terminus of his journey stood out prominently in the distance There were no other trees within a quarter of a mile of it, nor was there a house wi th in twice that distance. It was, indeed, a lonely place. Drawing nearer to it, he saw that it stood very close to the river on a piece of _uneven ground. Behind it the ground sloped upward to a pretty high hill which was partly wooded. Away beyond it he noticed that a point of land ran out into the water. On this jutting piece of land was a thick bit of bush sufficient to conceal any bay or inlet that might be behind it. As a matter of fact, there was a bay behind it; but that fact did not interest Dick at the t i me. Indeed, he was not aware of it. When he saw that there was no chance of making a mistake in the tree, he quit counting his footsteps, and made toward it more rapidly, taking care at the same time to make himself as little noticeable as possible in case there should be sonie one in the vicinity. His curiosity was greatly excited. He wondered and wondered what was on the bark, but his sense of honor would not let him read it. He was a youth of stern principles When he arrived within twenty yards of the tree he found he was in a good place for concealment In fact, there were many such places in the neighborhood. He looked all about him. He could ?ee nothing but the tree, gently rising little knolls, or miniature hills, here and there, the high hill to the south, the wooded promontory to the east, and a few lights coming from houses away back near the village of Qu'Appelle. He also saw a cou ple of lights out on the river, one near, the other pretty far away. But they had no attraction for him "Now, let me see," he thought, and he began mentally to review his instructions. Surely, of all the queer occnpations a newly employed person ever had, his was the queerest. He did plenty of conjecturing and surmising. It would make a saint laugh. he thought, if it were not for the almost tragic elements involived-Mr. Beauchamp's terror, excitement and men tal worrv "What he mean by my understanding him?" Dick asked himself, and then, giving it all up as an insoluble puzzle, he advanced tow;:ird the tree He sto od listening near it a moment, and could hear no sound.

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6 BRA VE AND BOLD. "Now for mv ridiculous errand," he said, and he de posited the piece of birch bark on the ground near the tre e on the side next the river. He. stood l ooking at it, \\Olid c ring if anyone would happen to pick it up if he shot.ltl c q me along, and wondering if it was not intended th a t s ome one should pick it up. Though he waited a 1\ hil e no one put in an appearance. He wou ld have liked to \l"ait longer, for his curiosity was at fever heat, but it was not fair to his employer. He turned and rapidly '' :ilked away from the tree, directing his course home ward. Bu t after he had descended one of the little knolls, where the tree was no longer in sight, he stopped, a thought having struck hjm. "I believe I'll set that bark closer to the tree," he mut tered. ''Some chance passer-by might pick it up-I won der what the deuce it means, anyhow?" So he started back toward the tree. Influenced to an extent, perhaps, and against his will, by curi osity, he felt more or less nervous as he reas cended the knoll, for he could not rid himself of the im pression that there was some human being in the neigh borhood. Ir.deed, he felt some one had been watching him. He came in sight of the big tree again, and saw no one. But when he approached closer and was just about to go arou nd on the river side of it, he was startled_ by the sight of a person standing quite close to the tree on the side the most remote from the knoll. It was a woman. She heard his footstep even before she saw him. and was startled. She stepped back from the tree, and uttered a little cry. "Don't be afraid, madam," said Dick, quietly, raising his hat. "I am sorry I frightened you. I did not know there was anyone here," and he glanced quickly around hardly believing that the woman was alone. He saw no one else, however. "Oh, sir," she exclaimed, "whom am I speaking to? Is it--" "I'm Richard Nesbitt, madam; in the employ of Mr. Beauchamp He sent me here." He had already noticed that s he held the bit of birch bark in her hand. "Oh, indeed! Can it be so?" she cried, and she hurried out from the tree and seized his h ands. "It is a friend, then, I am sure." Dick was too astonished to speak. If an apparition had appeared before him he could not have been more at a loss what to say. But it was not alone the surprise of meeting her that render ed him tongue-tied ; it was the appearance of the woman herself. Clothed in a long. dark cloak with a hood, that was sufficien1ly open in front to reveal a rich dress under neath, she presented an appearance that it is not often g-iven mortals to have the pleasure of seeing. She was the most beautiful woman Dick had ever beheld. The moonligh t was sufficiently strong to show him that. She w;is a large woman, and her face was full, while the cloak it:elf could not conceal the beauty of her perfect figure. She would have had a coquettish look. no doubt, but for the circumstances that had led to her being there and the little start of fright which Dick's sudden appearance gave her. A5 it 1vas, the expression of h('r face denoted trou1 ,le and :i r tv, a n d there was a rich pathos in her voice that appeal e d to the chivalry of the young man. She was of his own age, or perhaps a year older. "Yes, a friend," said Dick, at length, when he recovered fron1 the shock which the sight of her beauty had given him. ''Friend! Oh, thank you!" she exclaimed, warmly, again shaking his hand. "Oh, you will not desert me, will you?" "Desert ypu ?" said Dick. "Yes. You will not leave me to fight the battle alone. Swear, please; swear you'll help me," she cried, im pulsively, and then Dick did a strange thing. 'vVithout knowing what it meant, he swore he would serve the lady and not desert her till she had accomplished what she had in view. He was carried away by the enthusiasm caused by her beauty, her evident distress and her im passioned appeal. "I see you have the message I brought," he said, pointing to the bit of bark in her hand. "But, pardon me, I don't think it was intended I should speak to you." "No," she said, "I know it was not, but--" "May I ask how you knew?" said Dick. "By this," she replied, holding up the birch bark, and at the same time revealing a dark lantern she carried in an inn er pocket of her cloak. "Oh!" exclaimed Dick, t o whom the mystery was greater than ever. "The matter was to me," she said. "This says you are to be trusted \Viii you come with me?" "Ah, I understand. l\Iy employe r left it witl} you as to whether I should go?" "Exactly," she said, quickly. "He left it with me to invi te you if I saw fit." "Then I will go, madam ; if I can be of any use." They started eastward along the river bank, the girl keeping strangely silent save for a couple of questions referring to the nearest places Dick kept silent because his employer had bidden him to be careful, and he was treading an unknown path. They walked fast over the uneven ground, the woman keeping a couple of paces in adyance, Dick watching her admirable carriage. He continued to glance about him to see if there ere others near at hand, for he still had the impression the woman could not have come far alone. Where she was now taking him or what she wanted him to do he had no idea. He went because he believed it would please Beauchamp-it seemed a logical se quence to the peculiar things the man had asked him to do---and also because his late vow seemed to demand it. As be watched his own and the lady's shadow flitting over the ground, and occasionally reaching out to the water, he felt a vague sense of uneasiness. There seemed to be something uncanny abont it all. The mystery sur rounding it defied his comprehension, yet stirred his curi osity and aroused his love of adventure. He thought not of going back till the lady would suggest -it. Presently she stopped short, as if struck by a sudden id ea, and, l aying her hand on Dick's arm. said: "Oh. I forgot. N' o doubt neither you nor l\fr. Deau champ knew it." "\Nell?" said Dick, seeing that she had paused and was lookingat him. ":\Tr. Livingston has arrived on the scene. He just got her e to-night. He bas offered his services." "Yes?" said Dick, interrogatively, not knowing what to

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 7 say, and not understanding what she meant. He had promised l\I r. Beauchamp to be cautious in his speech. "You might see him for me," continued the lady. "Somehow, I am a little afraid of him. I can hardly re fuse his proffered services as he was Charlie's old friend." ''I'll see him for you," said Dick, firmly, moved by a chivalrous impulse. without speaking the lady moved on, and Dick fol lowed her. Presently they came to the end of the little belt of woods that ran out on the prornorrtory. "Samuel," she called, in a low voice. To Dick's sur prise, there stepped from behind a clump of bushes a man and a middle-aged woman. "Samuel." continued the young .lady, "you will con duct Mr. 1\esbitt to Mr. Livingston, and introduce him. We will go on to the boat." Without another word she took the arm of the other lady, and the two walked westward, leaving Dick with the man she had addressed as Samuel, a short, stout, sailor-looking individual. "Follow me, sir," said the latter, and he led Dick into the bush in the direction of the point of the promontory. They threaded their way folly two hundred yards, when suddenly, in a little cleared part of the bush, they came face to face with three men, who, at the sound of their footsteps, had arisen from a seat they had occnpied on a fallen tree. "This is Mr. Livingston, l\Ir. Nesbitt." said Samuel, and, in the moonlight, just out of the dark shadows of the trees, Dick found himself bowing to a tall, dark complexioned man, whom, at the first glance, he was obliged instinctively to dislike and mistrust. "May I ask who you are and what you have to do with this enterprise?" said Livingston, casting his dark eyes on Dick's face. He spoke curtly, if not grtiffly. Something told Dick, and told him correctly, that this dark, evil-faced man was to be his mortal enemy from the start; that they were to wage a war of life and death almost from that moment; and that, in this war, his rival would be supported by the two scoundrelly looking figures now standing behind him and scowling at Dick. CHAPTER V. Dick was too angry to return an answer to the man's insolent question. He stood for a moment surveying him from head to foot, and wondering who he was and what connection he had with the lady or Beauchamp. Livingston returned his stare with all the wicked fire of his black eyes. He was a tall, broad-shouldered, strong looking man. with a long, clean-shaven face. He was fashionably dressed and carried a heavy cane. The men behind him looked like sailors. They were evidently in his employ, for they stood as if ready to obey his orders, and regarded Dick with a half-cynical, half-amused ex pression. "I have no answ .er to make." said Dick, sharply. "There has been a mistake." He turned to Sam. "Come, we'll go back," he s:iid. "I don't wish to have anything to do with this man." "Just wait," said Livingston, in a more civil tone; "I :want to know:--" "You'll know nothing from me," replied Dick, and :i'2 caught Sam's arm and started back through the bush. "'Who are these men?" he asked, when he had gone a few steps. "I don't know," said Sam. "The lady may tell you." Dick heard footsteps behind him. Looking back, he saw Livingston and the two sailors following as if they would overtake and stop him. "Bring me to the lady quickly," he said to Sam. "Better walk fast, sir," said Sam. "I think the gen tleman is in bad humor." It was evidently going to be a race the bush. Dick almost ran and yet he succeeded in keeping only about the same distance from the others. Sam remained by his side. \!\Then they got to the end of the bush, Dick turned to the left. "If I were you I would go back, sir," said Sam. "Back where?" asked Dick. "To the village, sir. I think there's been a misun derstanding. Maybe it's better to wait till Livingston finds out who you are." "But the lady--" began Dick. "Oh, she's all right, sir. She's out in the boat by this time." ''Perhaps you're right," said Dick, hearing the foot step:; of the three men only a few yards away among the trees. He bade Sam good-night and walked rapidly toward the tree where he had first met the lady. He heard voices calling after him to stop, but he kept on, and when he got to the tree he saw that the three men had ceased to pursue him. A few minutes later he reached the little bit of bush through which he had to pass to get to Mr. Beauchamp s office. He stopped and looked back. "\i\T ell, I declare," he muttered. "The events of tonight are beyond rny comprehension. Who is this Liv ingston? \i\Thy did he show such hostility to me? Can he be a friend of the lady's?" It was certainly a surprising thing that had happened. The lady had asked him to see Livingston, and, lo! the latter had treated him as an enemy, and had acted so threateningly that even Sailor Sarri advised Dick to go away. It was all a mystery. The very way he en countered these men was a mystery .. He looked out onto the river, and saw the lights of a vessel near the point of the wooded cape. No sign of the men could he see at all. Glad to be rid of them, he started homeward again. As he drew near the solitary tree standing in front of the office be saw a figure standing on the river bank, evidently watching him. He was just in that state of curiosity that he desired to know who the person was. He walked on, keeping near the bank, and, within a few feet of the tree, encountered the reel-haired young man he had seen in the post office. "Good-night." said the latter Dick responded to the salutation civilly, and passed on, going up the slope toward Mr. Beauchamp's office. "Ho. ho!" muttered the red-haired man, looking after him, "this is going to make a queer mixture." He waited till Dick had got quite a distance away. and then turned and ran at a fast rate along the river bank toward. the bush from which Dick had jllSt co1Te. He did not .eause to look backi but ke.et on till he reached

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/ 8 BRA VE AND BOLD. the place our hero had parted from Sam. He stopped and uttered a low whistle. R e ceiving no answer, he was about to wall< into the bush toward the point of the cape, when he heard a voice calling somewhere away to the right, which was in the direction the two ladies had gone. He set off at a run, and in a few moments reached the river, that is, where the cape ended. Hoce two men were standing on the bank, and another was seated in a rowboat, which was drawn up in the little sheltered bay. ''That y0ti, Briggs?"' said one of the men, stepping out to meet him. "Yes, l\fr. Livingston," answered the red-haired young man. "I've hurried here to tell you that-oh, I'm out of breath with the running-I'm glad to see you here again, sir. I got your letters all right, and--" "Who the deuce is that fellow called Nesbitt?" asked Livingston, coming closer to him, and at the .same time making a sign to his companion, at which the latter walked away where he could not overhear. "That's just it, l\1r. Livingston," whispered Briggs. "I came to tell you. I don't know who the fellow is, but I know he's doing my work." "It staggered me after what Walker wrote me," said Livingston. "He must be a spy." "He's gone to 13eauchamp's office, anyhow," said Briggs. "I tried to get in and couldn't." "Diel you tell Walker?'' "No. He"s away." "Well, this is an avvkward thing. TR.at fellow 1s m our way. See here, Briggs." "Yes, Mr. Livingston." "You've got to get into his place." "I'm trying to, sir; but can't see either Beauchamp or \i\T alker." "How did he come to be mixed up with it?" "I can't tell you, sir. He was simply there ahead of me \ Valker appointed me yesterday." "Confound him. I shouldn't have let him get away. Here, Briggs, you get back to the village as quickly as you can. Keep your eyes open and see either Beauchamp or Walker, first chance. Besides--" "Yes, sir." "Get that fellow out to see me if you can. I'm going to try and see him myself, but may fail." A few minute's later Briggs was hurrying back toward the village, and Livingston was being rowed by his two sailors out into the river. The boat followed the line of the cape almost to the point and then shot out in another direction, where there shone some lights from a vessel at anchor. Some one on the deck of the vessel saw the row boat approaching, and leaned over the rail. He was an old man, and wore the uniform of a captain. "I want to see the l adies," called out Livingston, in a lo w voice. "They have retired for the night," replied the capt ain, civillv, vet with a lack of cordialitv. "It's very important. I must see' them." The captain paused a while before replying. He even stepped hack from the rail and whispered in through the open window of a cabin. Presently he returned to the rail. and said, in a whisper: "Very sorry, Mr. Livingston, b1't not to-night. I was requested to thank you, however." "\T ery well," said Livingston. "I'm sorry for trou bling. Good-night." The rowboat start,;cl back for land. Before it had gone a dozen yards Livingston muttered a string of deep curses, and availed himself of the darkness to shake his fist at the vessel. "Growler," he said, to one of his sailors, "that new card they call Nesbitt is a clanger to me." "Blessed if I can make out who he is," said one of the rowers. "I'm that way Hank," said Livingston. "But I 'smell clanger from him. You and Growler have to capture him, dead or alive, for me. I'm not playing with the gallows' cord for nothing." "No, you bet, sir," said the Growler. "And I think enough of my life to save it at the expense of half a dozen, if necessary. Isn't that sensible, Growler? Eh, Hank? You fellows would think the same." A fierce, strong-minded, passionate man was the speaker. He had well expressed himself when he said he was playing with the gallows' cord. His struggle now was with the gallows, and lives had to fa)! before his own could be saved. He spoke once again before the boat touched shore. "Listen, men," he said. "This new man, Nesbitt-I read his face. He's going to bring me to the gallows if he lives." "What, sir!" exclaimed Hank and the Growler, in a breath. "I said, if he lives. It's your work, now, to attend to him at once Forty-eight hours hence may be too late." The oars were dropped a moment, and the boat stopped. Its three occupants joined hands and swore an oath in the darkness-a terrible oath. It would have chilled the blood of innocent Dick Nesbitt if he had heard it. He had unwittingly crossed the lion's path. CHAPTER VI. It is remarkable what a prominent part is played in the lives of men by circumstances and blind chance Mr. Walker, the solicitor, arrived home in Qu' Appe lle that night on the eleven-thirty train. He was not feeling 'Yell. His heart. for some time, had been giving him trouble when he alighted at the station he thought of calling a cab-there were a few cabs in Qu'Appellethough the distance to his home was not great. but that night-as blind chance would have it-there was none to meet the midnight train. He was thus obliged to walk home. The exertion of climbing a little hill and an ac cidental fall on the sidewalk caused his heart to beat so that by the time he reached his home he was well-nigh exhausted. But this was not all. He was destined to have the additional excitenient of a late visitor. About five minutes after he got home, a tall, athletic man, with a vi!Sorous stride. might have been seen walkinc; along the river bank toward Mr. \\T alker's house. He b a d purposely delayed his tourney to a very late hoPr. <'S he was not anxious to have any of the inhabit-ints of On' Appelle see him. Indeed, there were reasons wh' he did n o t care to he in th e village. He moved quicklv, but stealthly, along till he came to the solicitor's porch.

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He \\'aS plea c ed to see a li[;ht in s ide. He r ang the bell. Mr. \\"alkcr him s cli came to the door. '"\\"hat! you, .:\Lr. Livingston?'' he cried. ''Con ; e in," and his he art p a lpitated so that he hastened to take a chair near his visitor. After the first greetings were over, Livingston said: "\Valker, you handled my little case for me, and I have confid e nc e in you. I know you "re an honest man. I paid you, clidn "t I ?"' ''Yes, yes, J\I r. Livingston; certainly." "\Vell, now, 1 thought you would oblige me." "Indeed, I would,,. said Mr. \Valker, who had f!Ver been simple enou g h to regard the other as an honest man. "Oblige you? Yes, indeed." "\Veil, now," said Livingston, ''you know I'm in this. affair heart and soul. I want to help her, I want to help him. I thought ) ou'd obli g e me. Did you get my let ter a sking you to appoint Briggs?" "I did, and I appointed him, knowing he is honestjust as you said in your letter." "You appointed him!" cried Livingston, rising from his chair. "Then. what is this strange fellow, Nesbitt, doing in Briggs' place?" H o n est :'.\Ir. \Valker's heart began to beat tumultuously. "\Yhat do you mean?" he gasped. He was in that state of weakness that makes small matters seem of great importance to one. Livingston quickly explained matters. Briggs, he said, had been shut out by a young stranger named Nesbitt. ''You must send word to Beauchamp," he then said, "at once." "Ah, you must do it yourself," said 1\fr. walker, with his hand to his heart. "I am not feeling very well. I could not go out again to-night." "You know I dare not go to Beauchamp," pursued the relentless Livingston. "Nor yet dare I face anyone in the village. You must attend to it." Mr. \Valker' staggered to his feet, and fell across a sofa. The excitement had proved too much for him. Ten minut e s later he had died from heart disease. This did not prevent the ruthless Livingston from seeking to carry out his designs that night. He left the house, and stood a few minutes on the river bank, thinking "What am I to do?" he muttered. "How am I to get rid of this man, Nesbitt, and put Briggs in his place_? I'll have to see Briggs himself It's well he informed me as to his boarding house He turned and made his way toward the central part of the village, taking care that no one should see him. * * * About the same time, Dick Nesbitt was preparing to go to bed in his new boarding house, to which he had moved from a hotel in the afternoon. He had been kept out of bed for a hour or more by the noise of some of the other boarders. which, owing to the thin partitions, came to his ears. There were a great many of them. Indeed, he was prepared to believe what the landlady had told him-that she accommodated over three-fourths of the boarders in the village As yet he had not seen any of them. He had entered his room but twice, and had met only the landlady After the talking had ceased he was annoyed by the man .. 9 wl o ncc q i i e d t h e room nPxt to him wl11i i nsis t e d u p o n ln time, h O \\'e\'er the \\ hic;tlin g ceased A st e p s o und e d in the bail, and a knock iell 011 the w his tler's d oo r. S01ioe talking follo\\'ed. which showed that Dick's next neighbor had a midnight visitor. Now, Dick was not given to eavesdropping. He would have gone to sleep if he bd been able, or if a p e culiar thing had not happrncd. All of a sudden h e heard his' own name mentioned in the n e x t ro om. He sat 11p with a start. Had his c a rs deceiYed him? He listened intent!) Presently he cau ght a voice from the other ro om, saying: "His name is :r\esbitt That's all I kn ow. How be got into 01y place I can't tell." "\Veil, look here ," said another voice; ''you've got t o tell Beauchamp that K e sb itt has got to be p u t out of that position, and you put in at once. You a r e neces s;iary to my plans I'll pay yon as I did for your work at the trial." "\Vhew !" muttered Dick. "What's this?" He crept catitiously out of bed, stole over to the wall, and listened. What he heard during the n ext two min utes astonisl1ed him beyond all he had ever heard in his life The speakers were one Driggs and the man Livin gs t o n, whom he had met in the bush. From snatches of their talk which he caught, it appeared that be (Dick) bad got the situation i1> tended for Bric.;gs; that l\Ir. Beauchamp did not know this; that J\lr. \Valker had thought Briggs honest; tbat Briggs was a mere tool of Livingston's; that there was some dreadful plot on hand; that that plot required Briggs still to he put in Dick's place, and that, as l\lr. Walker bad j u st died, Driggs himself was to >varn l\Ir. Deauchamp. The new obstacle, Nesbitt, must be quickly got out of the way, at any cost, and by any means. But, while Dick overheard this much, the main mystery was to him deeper and darker than ever. He put his ear closer to the wall and held his breath. "Look here," he heard LiYingston say, "where does this Nesbitt board? Could we get at him ki-night ?" The words and the tone in which they were uttered were those of a man who would stop at nothing to effect his purpose. "I don't know," answered Briggs. "He's only come to the village. I couldn't find him again after I left you, although I walked up and down the streets till eleven." "Do you suppose he knows anything of the plan of l\Iiss Armitage and Beauchamp-the rescue plan?" "I don't see how he could." said Briggs. firmly "\i\T alker told me that it was arranged that Beauclfamp and I were not to talk about it." "\Vhy?" "Because Beauchamp is afraid of getting into trouble, perhaps go to jail and have his business ruined He was afraid that anything we might say might afterwards haYe to be told in court. Livingston laughed, and then said: "\Valker, of course, thought you honest and me hon est, and I warned him not to tell Beauchamp that I asked him to appoint you. But, look here, Brigi:;s. if what you say is the case, Tesbitt couldn't know a thing ''I don't see how he could," said Briggs. again. "Then the quicker I get rid of him the better. If he was left in the plan he'd try to protect the girl, and.

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IO BRA VE AND BOLD. as yo u may hav e g u esse d Briggs, I'm going to ha ve h e r in my power, as well as defeat h e r littl e game." Briggs now as k ed some questions that Dick could not catc h. He h ad tal ked in a low e r voice than th e other all along, as if mindful of the thin partitions. "Certainly not," said Living s t on, in reply. "I'll d efeat it a t th e l ast moment, and car ry h e r off. I ha ve a vessel in the harb o r below." The conversa ti o n suddenly cea sed. Livingston t old Briggs t o see him a s soon as possible, and th e n to ok his departure. Dick was fairly h orrified by what he had heard. Livingston \.vas pretending to be assisting th e la dy with her "rescue plan," ancl \Yas really p lotting agains t .he r. Briggs was his tool. He h ad originally been appointed to th e position Dick held for an evil purpose-which poor vVai;er was ignorant of-and an attempt was to be made t o put him th ere still. Above all, th e l ady was in danger. Livingston l oved h er, and wished to carry her off to make her his wife. She would, therefore, b e put in further clanger if Driggs supplanted Dick. Dick sat down on th e edge of his bed, and tried to think out the whole mystery. The more he studied it the more entangled he became He knelt down at his bedside and said a praye r, and befo r e h e slept he made a vow to exert all the energies of his body and mind in one direction. I-:Te would save the lady from the danger that threatened her, and of whic h she was unconscious: h e would defeat the villainy of L ivin gston, ancl h e would help on th e "rescue plan," whatever that meant She was in it. That was enough for hi m, th ough. if he did want more, hi s employer, Mr. Beauchamp. was in i t, too, and h ea rtily desired Dick to take hi s place. Li ke most American youths, Dick was eas il y int e rested in anything that i nvolved adventure and exc it emen t, mys tery and danger, and he was th e very embodiment of old time chivalry, courtesy and courage. He dreamed of i\1iss A rmitage. CHAPTER VII Dick's first thou ght n ex t morning was that he should hurr y to M r. Beauc h amp and t ell him the whole situation, explain how he had accidentally tak e n another man's pl a ce, and relate all h e had h ear d that wen t to s how Livingston's villainy. L et me see," h e soliloq uiz e d as he dressed; "it was not my fault I got the pos iti on. It came fairly, and I have a righ t to hold it. Furthermore, I must hold it to serve the l ady, and keep Bri ggs, who i s helping that villain, Liv ingsto n. wou ld it be wise t o t ell Mr. Beauchamp all? He m i gh t kick me ou t and put Briggs in and--By J ove I'll hold my tongue. It will be best for Mr: Beau champ himself, as well as for the l ady ." He sat clown at a little table, and, t aking a blank sheet of pape r and a p encil, wrote as follows : ":\TR. BEAUCTIA?>fP: Be warned against a red-haired young scoundre l named Briggs. He h ea rd Mr. Walker d escribe the plan. NESBITT." He stole downstairs before B ri ggs was astir, muttering to himself: "vVhat a chance it was that I should strike the same boarding house as Briggs. In the hall he met the landlady who said: "A l etter for you, Mr. Nesbitt Just came by special messenger-one of M r Beauchamp's servants." She handed him the l etter, acting in a way that showed him he had suddenly ri se n in her estimat i on. It was not eve r yone that cou ld h ave specia l correspondence with t h e grea t lumber king. "Do you know, I've put you clown as a detective, M r Nesbitt," she said, pleasantly, smiling all over her face. "You have that nice, sharp look, and then, your clothes--" She ended abruptly with a knowing wink, thinking, poor woman, she had paid him a flattering com pliment. "Well, I am not a detective, Mrs. Lowry," sa id Dick, somewhat crankily, for he resented both her curiosity and he r wo r ds, and he held in confemp t the business of de tective above all others. "I'm going t o he added ; "I'm in a hurry." "Oh, certainly, sir No offense, I hope?" "Not at all, madam; only, pl ease don't take me for a detective." She was more th a n ever convinced he was a Pinkerton man. She was one of tho se who make heroes of de tectives. He saw a ch ance t o find out something about the trial, but h e had promised Mr. Beauchamp h e would no t t alk of it, so he l e t l\Irs. Lowry go without a conversation. I must see and warn the girl at once," h e thought, as w i th eage r curiosity he tore ope n his employe r 's l e tter. "My D ear Nesbit t, it ran, "see the girl, Miss Armitage, a t once. T ell her I'm sick-<:onfined to mv house-and that you're taking my place. You'll find -her near the sam e spot. Do your best for her, lad, and-I bese ech you -stand between me andyou understand Poor Walker is d ead-ah, yes. Tell her the shock has prostrated me, and that yo u will fill my plac e Poor man He was afraid to sig n his name t o t he letter, as he was afraid to go on with his share of the work. Dick had just learn ed e n ough to sh rewdl y guess one fact: Mr. Beauchamp was pretending to be sick in o r der to escape th e dan gers and ri sks in vo l ved in his personally taking part in the gr' ea t task, whatever it was. Having got Dick as a substitute and s h ou l de r ed the burden on him, he was going to confine himself to th e house for a few days-or till all dange r was ove r. When Dick got outside he dispatched the note concerning Briggs to M r. Beauchamp. Then he set off down the river. "Mr. Beauchamp is terribly afraid of being compro m i sed," he thought. "He beseeches me to save hi m. Surely, then the plot or plan must be a dangerous one. Wonder what it can be?" He walked around the back of the village in order to come ou t behind the big building that he had t aken to be a jail. He sauntered along slowly and carelessly, so that anyo n e seeing him might not attach any impo rtance to his movemen ts. In a little whi l e h e reached the southeas t corner of the wall where Mr. Beauchamp had sent him on hi s first strange errand. He saw no one about H e was t oo close to the wall now t o take n ote of the massive stone

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:CRAVE AXD BOLD. I I building inside. but he had remarked that one angle of the jail \ms, at tliis point, but a few feet away from t he wall. His mai11 object in co;11ing this way had been to aYoicl ;\fr. Bca uchan ;p's ofi1ce, so that the clerks might not see him. IIe \\'aS about to pass on along th e hill, when a not i on stn;ck him to look abot1t in the g;ass where he had found the strange articles he Incl carried to his employer. Ile \ralkecl the whole l ength of the eastern wall and sa\v nothing. There was not an article of any kind lying in the grass. This brotight him lo the edge of the hill, where he could be seen from the office. He re sol vecl to walk back to th<;; southeast corner, and from there proceed by a detour along the semicircular hill to the bit of projecting land near \\ hich he liad met the !adv. Just as he was turning. he heard a s light noise-a sort of clickin g sound. but he saw nothing. He \Yalked on, keeping close to the "all. \Vhe11 he had a lmost reached the corner he was surprised to see an object lying in the grass. It had fallen there-since he had arrived. v. hich counted, no doubt, for the clicking sound he had heard It was another salmon can! He hastily picked it up, and of it rolled a broken eggshell. Discarding the can, he concealed the eggshell in his hand and started off along the hill. Presentiy he had !ained the sl:iclter of a clump of trees: he stopped and loo ked back. There was no sign of life about the prison. He set to work to examine the eggshell. half expecting it would clear up the mystery. He looked first on the in side; there was nothing there. On the outside there was some faint writing in l ead pencil. "Ha!" he muttered. excitedly, and his eyes eagerly str<::.inecl themselves to make out the message After some difficulty he r ead the follow in g words: "For God's sake, don't fail me! It is so hard t o die -and innocent. They h ave changed the hour for t o night. No hope after th at. Oh, pl ease show thi s to her. To-night! To-night! Save me! Save me! C." To say tha t Dick was exci t ed after reading this strange message, put in his hands by accident, wou ld be a weak way of describing hi s feelings. He could scarcely control himself. All the chivalry of his nature was aroused by that pathetic appeal: "For God's sake, don' t fai l me !" while the words: "It i s so hard to die-and innocentsave me!" brought the t ears rolling clown his cheeks He had a faint idea of the great plo t now, and he was in it heart and soul. Yes, h e was ready to r isk his li fe. There was a condemned prisoner in yonde r j ail, and Dick would have staked all he possessed on his inno cence. That prisoner was to be re scued. "Good heavens!" he cried. \hat may it not mean by 'they have changed the hour for Perhaps the. mabng of the plan an impo ss i bility. I must see her at once." He never doubted for a moment that "her" meant the lad y he had seen. with a prayer on his lips h e bound ed off a long the hill. By and by h e came to the place wheye the wooded piece of l and jutted ou t into the water. Fe p1ssed along the edge of the wood. going in the direction he had seen the girl go the ni ght before. He did no t see two men who were hidden but a short depth in the woods a.s he passed. They Imel seen him coming and concealed themselves They had just been on the P'Ji:1t of going to t he village for no other purpose than lo find him. "Ha, Grmder," said 0112 of them, as hero's foot steps died away, "we have just been save d a big trouble." ''You bet," grunted his compauion. '"The b oss can't threaten us now. Hadn't we better follow?" 'Kot both of us You stay here. Come when I whistle." Dick reached the eastern e ncl of the base of the projecting land, and stood on t he IJank of t he river, looking around. A rowboat was drawn up near his feet. There were no hou ses near the shore for quite a distance, and a long ridge of hills shut out a view of the country to the south There were patches of woods too. on ;:.ll the piece of fores t on the projecting Janel Leing of primeval thickness It was a beautiful s cene that Jay before him Vieing with the magnificent foliage that li;1ecl the bank, and the proft:sion of rich vegetation evcryw here about, was the broad St. Lawrence River-miles in width here that fiowecl lazily along, r eflecting on i ts polished bosom the glories of th e azure firmame nt, where little fleecy, wind-bl ow n clouds seeme d to take pride in th eir reflected counterparts beneath. Dut it was not these beauties th a t caught the eye of Dick, and held his attention, so that he s t ood for a mo ment like a statue about to come into life. Aw';.ly out on the water near tl'.e point of the cape was a nc hored a small vessel, while, drawn up to the wooded cape itself. \\as a little pleasure yacht th at l ooked like a graceful bird mo mentarily at rest. The t wo were about five hu ndre d yards apart, the yacht being nearest t o Dick. "I wonde r if she could possibly be on one of those vessels?" thought Dick. "I must find her somehow." He h eard a footstep b e hind him. 1 He turned quick ly, and saw a thick-set. heavily bearded ma n with a short. bl ac k pip e in his mouth, coming clown the bank toward him. It was one of the sailors he had seen w ith Livingston the night before. Somehow, Dick did not care to q u estion this incliviclua l ; but, at a ll events, he was spare d the t ro u ble, for, tak ing the pipe slowly from his mouth, the man said : "The l ady wants to see you, sir I was just going to the village for you." ""Where is s he?" asked Dick anxi ously. "See that yacht yonder, near the shore?" i nquired the sailo r pointing with his pipe. "Not the bi g vessel, but the vacht. She's aboard there. You're t o t ake this rowboat and row out, quick." "All right," said Dick, and the next moment be was in the boat, and pulling toward the point of the cape. The sailor watched him but a second or two, and the n turned a n d stro ll ed la z il y up th e bank V\T hen he had passed over the top of it and out of the rower's sight, he broke into a fast run, wh i c h soon brought him to the s id e of bis companion, who had been waiting for him "We've got him Growler." he whispered. "He's mak in g for the yacht. He thinks she's aboard it. Gee whizz thi s i s luck!" "Then we'd better run through the bus h and get there first, hadn t we, Hank?" "Yes. Come on. Won't Livingston be surprised?" Through the woods they r an a J a r ate th a t was cer tain to bring them t o th e point of the cape before the

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I2 BRA VE AND BOLD rower could arrive there. They chuckled as they ran. BY a singular stroke of luck they had accomplished that which they had expected would necess i tate a trip to the village, with all its attendant risks. and all kinds of maneuvering after getting there. The best part of it was, their master, Livingston, would be put in great good humor by their speedy and _successfu l return. He was now impatiently awaiting the result of their mission. CHAPT'ER VIII. All unconsc10us of the trap set for him, Dick rowed on. He had no thought of danger. He l ooked over his shoulder now and then, and each time saw the handsome little yacht rock ing gently with the waves that lapped the shore of the cape. It was tied to two trees near the water s edge. He could see no sign of life on board, and came to the conclusion that the lady and her elderly companion v\'ere resting in the cabin. Some one aboard would see him. he thought, when he got a little closer. He ceased to look around for a while and rowed hard, keeping his eyes on an object ashore and steering by it. He was right in 01ie conjecture, namely, that some one would soon be watching him from the cabin of the yacht. While his back was turned two figures came out of the shadow of the bush, stole h urriedly. down the bank, and leaped aboard the yacht. 1\ ext moment they had gained the shelter of the cabin. the skylight of which was raised three feet above1 the deck. ":\fr. Livingston!" called one of them, softly. ''\Vhat's th e matter,. Growler?" said that gentleman, looking up from some peculiar work he was engaged in ''Look out ther e to leeward," came the rep ly. Livingston rose. put his face to the window, and ut a triumphant cry, te r minating in an oath. ''\\'e\e got him. Growler," he added. "I have my wo;-k here finis h ed just in time." He touched with his foot a littl e coil of rope that had heavy weights attached to it. ''He's c om ing right here, sir. Thinks the girl is here." ''\Vhew Great Scott! Well, he'll get a fine recep tion," said Livingston, his jaws snapping together. "Come. now, get ready. Hello! what's he stopping for?" Dick liad brought his boat within a hundred yards of the YacLt. He laid the oars a moment, and, l etting the boat drift along-, turned round in his seat to see if anyone had noticed liis1 approach. His eye fell and rested on the larger vessel, on the deck of which he could see a couple of figures, moving. One of them was a woman, as he could tell by the fact of ber holding a parasol over her head. This circumstance was sufficient to make him look again and to set him thinking. Could it be that he had been misdirected? He looked again at the yacht, and a stran?;e thing h appe ned. The shadows of th ree fig ures moved inside the cabin window. He could see this plainly on account of the glass windows of the opposite side of the cabin, which formed a light background. But what made him notice the circumstance with a touch of interest was the fact that one of the figures had a pipe in his mouth Dick picked up the oars ancl gave the boat a turn so as to bring its prow mqre directly toward the yacht and his face toward the largd vessel. He took a coup l e of short looked over his shoulder quickly and saw that the three shadows had disappeared from the cabin window. The sa111e moment he saw two ladies come to the rail of the large r vessel, and look across at him One of them held a marine glass to her eyes. Pres ently she lowered it, and waved her handkerchief "It is she," cried Dick. and immecliatelv he turned hi s boat around and rowed toward her. This brought hi s face toward the yacht, and now he saw how near he had n life and the life of a scoundrel who was fighting even more than a claim the gallows had upon him. He had not tied the weights to the rope for nothing. Dick pretended not to hear. He rowed as fast as he could draw the blades. What was his surprise, pres ently1 to see Livingston step out of the yacht into a little rowboat, pick up the oars and proceed to follow him. He felt certain he was going to learn something about the mystery now. He heard a voice behind him. It was the lady on the deck of the large vessel, for he had now got close to it. "l\Ir. Nesbitt," she cried, "come faster." Dick smiled, for Livingston, whose appearance must have caused her words, was far behind. He \Yas rowing like mad. A few quick strokes brought Dick within reach of the rope that was cordially thrown to him, and, accepting an offer from one of the sailors to look after the boat, he mounted to the deck. Thi: young lady came running forward, and caught his hands. "Oh, I am so glad to see you, Mr. Nesbitt," she cried. "I have so much to say to you. Capt. Daniels"-she turned to an elderly man in a captain's uniform "please contrive to prevent Mr. Livingston from coming aboard. Come with me, Mr. Nesbitt Dick followed her to a cabin on the upper deck, where she introduced him to the other lady he had seen the night before-Mrs. Daniels, the captain's wife. "Oh, Mr. Nesbitt," said the young lady, "I've been longing to see you since last evening, when you so nobly prom ised to give me your aid in this dear, dangerous work." "Madam," said Dick, rising and leading her to an easy chair, as she seemed weak from emotion, "I want to ex plain to you how things stand. Let me first say I am your devoted servant, ready to risk my life in your enter prise." Here she seized and shook his hand, whi l e tears of gratitude welled up in her eyes. ''l\Ir. Beauchamp is too sick to help you. He has put me in his place. But what the plot is I do not know, nor do I know your name. Is it Armitage?" i\i\That 1:' exclaimed the lady, "you know nothing about my brother, Charlie?" "I know nothing," said Dick. "I am Miss Armitage." she said, and then she stopped short with a look of wonder in her face. ''Strange," she muttered, presently. said Dick, "we waste time. You must trust me. I've come to tell you that Livingston is a villain. He is trying--" "Ah, don't mind him," she interrupted. "I am avoiding him all I can. But what can I do with a man who is

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DR.\ \'F. .\. D DOLD. generously offering to assist me to r escue my brother? He has come here at his own expense, because I declined his aid, and--'' ''For his own evi l ends," thou ght Dick. The cabin door sudde nly opened. ''l\l r. Livingston begs to see you," said Capt. Daniels appearing. "Then let him come," said the lady, with an impatient shrug of her shou ld ers Stop," cried Dick, leaping to his feet. "Not now. That man is plotting against you He--" .. Oh, surely not, l\Ir. 1\esbitt !".said the l ady, in credulo11sly. "I have proof of it madam," said Dick. ''But, look here; I have brought you something I found near the prison," and he drew out the eggshell. "Oh, a message from Charlie!" she cried, and she took it from his hands, and began eagerly to read the writing on it. "Don't let that man in, captain ," said Dick, involuntarily assuming the command. "I give 'you my word he's a scoundrel. It is absolutely nec essary he should not know this 111 essage A cry from the young lady startled Dick, the captain and his wife. She let the eggshell fall to the carpet, and it broke. Dick hurried to her side and was in time to catch her as she fell to a sofa. She had fainted. The mes sage had overcome her. '''vVhat does it say?" asked the captain. Dick told him. "Good Goel, to-clay!" cried the captain. \iVhy, there is not a morn en t to l ose !" They busied themselves with l\Iiss Armitage. The moment she revived, she cried out: "Oh, Capt. Daniels-l\Irs. Daniels! It is to-cla y! Charlie's message says th ey ha Ye changed the elate for the banquet of the jail guards for to-night. vVhat will we do? He says there is no h op e after that. Oh, we must save him !" Capt. Daniels was deathly pale. "Then \\'e must carry it out to-night, Miss Armitage," he cried ''By h eavens. we must carry it out to-night," and he smote his thigh with his ponderous fist ''But there is no time. \Ve are not ready," moaned the girl. ''\Ve \\ill be reach! \\'e must re scue Charlie to-night," cried the captain. These were the first intelligible words Dick had heard. The enthus ia sm of the 111oment and the sight of the young lady's tear-stained face caught hi111 as if by an iron clasp. --Y es. we will rescue Charlie to-night," he shouted, and hg sprang across the floor and seized the captain's hand and shook it hard. "Goel bless you. man," muttered the captain, as he looked into Dicks honest face. "I am more hop efu l for this d e sperate undertaking since we've gained such an alh as YOU." 'n1i. then can it be done to-night?" asked Miss Arn1it;i ge-_ "Can our plan really be set in motion to night?" "It must." said Capt. Daniels. firmly. "Ye!'. it must," echoed Dick. knowing not how gigantic and daring the plan was and what frightful clangers it involved. Yes I would clo it t o-night." said a soft \'OJce near the door They turned, and saw the tall form of Arthur Li\' ingston In his stylish black dress, with his lopg, calm, clean shaven face, he l ooked like a clergyman about to pro nounce a benediction. "\Ve must rescue poor Charlie to-night," he said, quietly, and with well-affected sympathy. ''Good heavens!" gasped Dick, the whole horror of the situation appearing to him. He knew, what the others evidently did not, that Livingston was trying to defeat the plan, while appearing to be a friend zealously for warding it. From the words he had spoken to Driggs it was plainly Livingston's intention to checkmate the plan by in forming the authorities at the last moment. He was also going to steal away the young lacly, if possible. ''l\liss Armitage," said the polished scoundre l ''I again offer you my help to rescue poor Charlie I am glad you are going to put the plan in operation to-night. Excuse me for obtruding upon you Believe me, I am actuated only by friendship. I see you are not well. I will go back to my yacht now, and if, before night, when the undertakings begins.,-he laid a peculiar stress on these v\'ords-"you should see fit to accept my proffered assist ance, you can send a messenger over. Good-morning." He made a deep bow. and the next moment his tall form had disappeared through the doorway of the cabin. "See there, he's friendly enough." said l\liss Armitage. "Look h ere, madam," cried Dick. ''He's a villain. He's going to warn the authorities. I h eard him say so. He has some reason for wishing to defeat your plan." "\Vh:it ?" exclaimed Capt. Daniels and l\1iss A rmitage, in a breath. ''\Varn the authorities? Then we are lost!" Thev "ere astounded at the news. "Y cs." added the captain. "we are lost! To-night is our only chance to re s cue Charlie from the jail. He is to be hung in a few days. Livingston will balk the plan." "Never!" cried Dick. "I will save you. Chan ge the elate for two hours, and in th e afternoon change it back again." "\i\T c'll make it for to-morrow, then," said the captain, catching the young man's meaning. "Then, l\1iss Armitage, will you allow me to row over to the yacht as your messenge r and tell Livingston the elate has been changed ? I will go aboard and talk to hiqi." "I will," said the girl, and she shook his hand. The captain slyly slipped a revolver into Dick's hand as the two crossed the deck. Just as Livingston re ached his yacht again. Dick set out. In a few minutes, having rowed across alone from the big he stepped out of the rowboat and onto the deck of the yacht. Livingston and his two sailors had been watching hiin from the cabin window. "Hush, Growler! Vv,e've got him now!" whisp'erecl Livingston. "It's a convenient place to try these weights." The cabin door opened, and Dick :.Jesbitt. smiling and fearless, stepped into their midst. He was taking this risk to s erve the lady. Would he be let out alive?

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T i BRA VE -\:-:D DOLD. CHAPTER IX. D ick kn e w just h o w great the dange r was. but he was resolv e d to face it for the girl's sake. Livingston would baffle her plan by warning the authorities if something were not clone to check him. Dick also knew that Livingsto n s intention was, for some strange reason, to leave the warning till the last moment. "Good-day," he said, smilingly, as he stepped in through the cabin door. "l\liss Armitage sent me to :'.\Ir. Living ston with a message." He not e d the look of surprise in the faces of the three men as well as their looks of joy and amusement. Liv ingston was lying back in an easy-chair, smoking a cigar. His two h e nchmen, one on each side of him, were looking at his face to catch, as it were a cue as to whether they should laugh outright or not. '"Indeed!" said Livingston. "What's the message?" "She has changed her mind. To-morrow night has been set for the carrying out of the plan," said Dick, calmly. "Oh, indeed!" The tone in which these words were uttered, as well as the cynic:il twinkle in Livingston's eye, indicated that the moment of clanger was at hand. The long-limbed man in the chair was saying to himself: ''\Vhatcver must be done with this fellow must be done no\\ ." "Tell me." he said, "what have you got to do with this business? How did you come to be in it?" '"Look here," said Dick, leaning his left arm against the doorn ay, and keeping his right hand on the revolver in his pocket, "let us understand each other, Mr. Liv ir;gston. You have just asked me a qu e stion. I answer: 1'\ o n e of your business, and proceed to in form you I know you han made up your mind tint I shall never leave this yacht alive. Very well. Defore leaving Capt. Daniels' vess e l I took the precaution to prepare for you. If I don't return there in fifteen minutes they are to assume I have been murdered on this yacht and are to act accordingly 1'\ow, go ahead; or would you rather I'd proceed?" "Proceed, by all means," said Livingston, smiling, though his face had been deadly white for a moment. "Yon story is very interesting "\' ery well," said Dick, returning the smile. "I am glad you like it. I just want to add that, besides defying you in the matter of hindering me going off this yacht, I also defy you to go one step further in opposition to l\Iiss Armitage. If you do, I'll crush you." Livingston jumped to his feet. His face was very pale. Surprise and rage were pictured on it. 'vVhat do you mean by opposition to Miss Armitage?" he cried. "I know you," said Dick. "I know more about you than you think. Above all, I know why you're trying to spoil this plan." Livingston made as if to spring at Dick's throat, but he had got too great a fri g ht. He .sat clown with his face as pale as death. Dick's shot had told. \Vhen he had spolen of knowing Livingston's object he referred to what he had overheard in Briggs' room. The frightened Liv inrr < ton thought h e 1rea'lt 1ror e seri011'i. so it happened that Dick stepped off the yacht safe, even to the la s t mom ent LiYingston was tempted to s trik e him do" n. ''Look here, Xcs bitt," he s aid. st anding on the deck, as Dick took his scat in the rowb o at. "Are you going to do any talking about me around "?\ o," said Dick ; ''not till I sec you make a move; but then-we ll, look out. I know voun kill me when von find a safer chance than to-da '" But, in the don't inte_rfere with /\.rrnitage. I carry back an offer of your help. I suppose? And you 'II visit her vessel shorth ?" ' Y said Livingston. That ended the scene. Dick rowed off, laughing to himself, and Livingston retired to his cabin, cursing and growling. Dick reached the propeller fanrt, and was shortly on deck, talking to Capt. Daniels and Armitage. llc did not relate the full scene with Livingston, but mercl y the pith of it. He told them Livingston was coming, and advised Capt. Daniels to make him a prisoner. "I'm sure he's deceived as to the time," said he; "but he will certainly watch us. Hadn't you better change the time for your plan. Miss Armitage?" he asked, smiling. "We have avoided telling a lie." "Yes, it will be to-night." she answered. "Capt. Daniels and I have been talking during your absence." "Yes, and we've agreed," said the captain, 'to start im mediately. You, l\Ir. Nesbitt, must go ashore at once so as not to excite suspicion-here's Livingston coming al ready. As soon as he's gone I'm going to take the vessel away down the river till about two hours before dark. You will stay near the village and furtively watch the jail for any signal that may possibly be made from it. At six o'clock you will come to yonder tree which you see ashore there--" "Yes, I understand," said Dick. "Oh, be sure and don't fail in that, l\Ir. resbitt," put in l\Iiss Armitage. / "I'll be at yonder tree at six o'clock," said Dick, "and I understand that I'll meet a man of vours there?" "Yes, our man Gillans, a faithful will meet you at six exactly," said Capt. Daniels. "and he'll hear from you if all's right at the village and if any signal has come from the jail. He will then signal us, and the start \\ ill be made-about half-past eight, if possible." "I understand." said Dick. "\Vouldn't it be well to explain the whole plan to me now?' ''Yes, yes," said :'.\liss Armitage. "1 o, esbitt: there's no time for that now." said the captain. ''Livingston's almost h e re. See. You ge t ashore. But Gillans. who will meet you ''onder at s 1 o'clock, can explain wh a t is necessary.'; "Very well. Couldn't I have a look at this man. Gil Ians. so that I'll know him and make no mistake?" said Dick. "Yes; come, quid.:.'' While Livincrston'" hoat "'"" wt fifty ,anls o ff. Capt. Daniels took Dick below. The htter got an overwhelming surprise. In the space between decks he saw ov e r a dozen athletic-looking men. dressed in all kinds of the oddest suits he ever Sa\Y. from the tights and trunks of acrobats to the frock coat. white vest and silk hat of a society gentleman He also saw two jackasses and a

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I BRAVE .\ND BOLD. rs little cart, and a huge umbrella and other things he could not name. ''Great Caesar!" he exclaimed, in amazement. ''Hush," said Capt. Daniels. "Nothing of this now. Here, Gillans, you." A big. round-faced, jolly-looking man came forward, and. doffing his cap in a comical manner, shook Dick's hand, saying, 'Tm Gillans You 'II know me .'' Dick followed Capt. Daniels back on deck, laughing and wondering. There he saw Livingston talking to : Miss Armitage and Mrs. Daniels. The latter two did not know Livingston's perfidy as Dick knew it, and were con sequently treating him civilly, though coldly. They belie ved Dick must be mistaken, at least to some extent, in his virns. LiYingston belonged to a respectable New York famik "I'd capture hi.m and hold him till to-night, captain," '' hispered Dick as he went over the vessel's side. ''Yo u mistrust him too much, t\' esb itt ," laughed Capt. Daniels, ''but still, I'll watch him." ''I really want to help you, l\Iiss Armitage,'' were the last words Dick's ears caught as he left the vessel, and he rowed a\rny, l eaving Livingston aboard and g lancin g after him, while still keeping up his talk with the captain and the ladies. Dick got ashore, hurried to the village and went to his employer's house. He was obliged to give the letter to a servant to take to l\Ir. Beauchamp, as the latter was said to be too sick to see anyone Dick felt annoyed. It was e\'ident that l\Ir. Beauchamp, through fear of ex posure, had decided to wash his hands of the whole affair. Cp to four o'clock our hero watched the jail from the cover of the little bit of bush on the hill. He saw nothing worthy of notice. nut a little later he saw a low-set, stout fignre hurrying along the river bank away from the village and toward the wooded cape. It was Briggs. He was no doubt going to the yacht to see his master. ''Let him go," thought Dick; "but I'm blamed if I'll let him come back. He's a factor in the game that Miss Armitage and Capt Daniels are not aware of, and it's my duty to take care of him. He could bring danger to all of us." So saying. Dick took a last look toward the jail-wondering what signal could have been expected-and then left his hiding place and descended the hill. He made his way quickly to the river bank. "I believe I'll follow Briggs up," he muttered. "Under no circumstances must I let him get back to the village." So he walked on, taking care that Briggs should not be able to pass him, if he returned, by making a detour. He reached the place where the land began to jut out into the river, passed the encl of the hush, and. from the shore of the little bay on the other side, looked out toward the point of the cape near which the yacht had been moored. It was still there, and there were figures on the deck; but the big vessel was no longer in sight. It was gone, Capt. Daniels having taken it down the river. Dick re traced his steps for fifty yards or so and then dived into the bush. He was now on the jutting piece of land, or cape, and was making his way toward the point of it, taking care that no one should get past him on either side. He stole from tree to tree. He went almost noiselessly, keeping in the darkest shades of the bush, and yet as near the centre as possible He kept ever listening for sounds, and at last, when he had almost finished the distance, the voices of men talking fell on his ears. He stole along again, stopping only when the voices momentarily ceased, and in a few moment s arri ved at a place where he was not only in sight of the water, but was even within a few yards of the yacht He lay down on his breast and crawled under some thick bushes on the top of the bank. From here he could see the men on the y:icht and catch much of what was said by them Briggs was relating to Livingston the ineffectual efforts he had made to get an interview with l\I r. Beau champ, .and Hank and the Growler were listening. The yacht, gently rocking on the swell of the waves, the broad sweep of water streaked by the rays of the western sun, the gossamer haze hanging around the sky and waiting to drop on the river, the magnificent foliage along the shore duplicating itself by reflection in the water -these, with the intense silence of the evening, only served to make Dick feel more surely, as he watched the rough but picturesque figures on the yacht, that he had his finger on the pulse of a grim and bloody tragedy. He listened. CTIAPTER X. Did you mention a word of the matter to anyone, Briggs?" asked Livingston, seating himself on a chair on the deck and lighting a cigar. "No," said Briggs. "Good!" declared Livingston. "Good!" echoed Dick mentally This suited him ex-cellently. "Because," said Livingston, "it will spoil all if it comes too soon. Half-past eight is the hour. I have myself to consider." Here followed some words that Dick could not hear. He dared not go any closer. He was dangerously close now. He drew a bough down in front of his face and watched and listened again. Presently Briggs and the man named Hank went into the cabin, lea.-ing the other two on deck. They had been told to do this. "Growler," said Livingston, slowly, "you have a right to know my plans. I don't try to jolly you as I do Briggs "As much as anyone, guv'nor, but I'm not standin' on rights. Go on-why don't you send Briggs now?" "I daren't let Charlie Armitage out of that prison. It would mean I go in, so I have to balk her plan ." "'vV ell, send the warning to the authorities quick." "No, that won't do, either-must wait till their plan is started "\!Vhy ?" "For two reasons. First, I want it to be known there was a real attempt, as it will make sure of Charlie Annitage's being hung and thus closing the case forever, and secondly. it will enable me to steal his sister Now you have it, Growler." "Oh, I see You mean--" "That the plot will be set on foot-the authorities will hear of it and jump-the plotters will run helter-sk e lter in fear, l\Iiss Armitage among them. I step out at the

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r6 BRA VE AND BOLD prop e r moment to help h e r and l o presto! she's on my ; a cht a n d i n ny p o wer. That's why I chip in and h e lp the plo tt e rs. Charlie Armita g e too, will be mo re clo sely guarded for the rest of the time and will more surely hang, thus s aving me. D'ye see?" Dick c a u ght every word of it. and. horrified as he was, he chuckled. It was n o t hard to d e feat this, h e thought. It ne e ded only one thing, namely, to prevent the warning goin g to th e authorities. That was the whole danger. The rest he laughed at. now that he was forewarned. Livingston called to Briggs and the latter came from th e cabin. "Briggs, said the strong bass voice, 'here's the letter. You'll go to the village at once and hang around till dark, k e eping your eye on any of the authorities. About eight o'clock post yourself near the north wall of the jail and wait till you see the attempt started. Then act. Go." "Yes, sir." Dick did not wait to hear more. He took advantage of the continuance of the talk to steal cautiously from his hiding place and make his way back through the woods. He concealed himself rtear a spot that it seemed Briggs must pass on his return. He looked at his watch. It was a quarter past five. He would have time to attend to Briggs before meeting Gillans. He took the cartridges from his revolver, lest any accident should happen. He was not one of those young men that are fond of firearms. He regarded it a cowardly thing and ben.::ath the dignity of a gentleman to carry them, except in extreme cases of clanger He then took off his coat and laid it against the trunk of the tree, because he anticipated ljlO easy time in his coming "argument," as he mentally termed it. Briggs had the look of a '"natural-born" pugilist. He was not very tall, but he was stout, strong and chock-full of most of the instincts and attributes of a bulldog. "But I'll whip him if he shows fight," muttered Dick, clinching his fists. The watch showed half-past five. Dick was getting anxious. There was no sign of Briggs coming. and it was abso l utely necessary to attend to him before meeting Gillans. In fact, it was necessary to silence Briggs or prevent him, in some way, from warning the authorities without Livin g ston's being the wiser of it. It was worth Dick's while to do this, even if he took no further part in the plot. particul a rly as l\Tiss Armitage and her helpers knew nothing of Briggs' hostility any more than they knew of his existence. But Briggs was not corning. Dick looked out and lis tened and measured with his eve the width of the wood, or, in other words, the base of the cape, and assured him self a dozen times that the florid gentleman could not have passed unseen. Another quarter of an hour went by. "I wonder what's the matter?" muttered Dick, and then he let his eye fall on the hill to the south, and ran it along the ridge as far as he could see, which was away up near the prison. "Good heavens!" he exclaimed, as he sighted a figure climbing the hill fully half a mile off. "That's Briggs, I'm almost c e rtain. How did he get past?" The truth A ashed on him. One of Livingston's men had rowed Briggs around the point of the cape and u_p the river to a place near where Dick had met Briggs the night before. Yes a slight change of position on Dick's part-he moved up about twenty yards-a nd there was the sight of the boat returning, and just disappearing round the cape point. Why has this been done? Perhaps just to please Briggs and impre s s him with the sense of his own importance as an ally. Livingston had talked of "jollying" him. Was there a reason for that? Yes, a great reason, if Dick had known it. Briggs was a more important figure in the drama than he imagined. .._ Dick took in the situation with dismay. Here was a real danger. Briggs had escaped him and had now reached the top of the hill and was hurrying toward the jail. "Good heavens!" ejaculated Dick, "what is he going to do now? Have they changed the plan? Is he going to warn the authorities at once?" He watched the retreating figure with feelings almost of horror. Briggs, for the present, was more of a menace to the rescue plan than Livingston himself. What was to be done? It was impossible to catch him now Besides, it was almost six o'clock) and there was Gillans to meet. Thinking of the poor lady and the desperate prisoner who protested his innocence, Dick turned his eyes away from the hill, and, with a feeling akin to heart-sickness, ran almost at full speed down the river bank. It was ab solutely necessary to keep the tryst with Gillans. He found this jolly looking individual already waiting for him and calmly smoking his pipe, as if there was no great plot on hand. "Hello, me boy," said Gillans in a deep Irish brogue. "How are things beyant? Sit down here and tell me. We'll have an hour or more to chat." "I can't wait even to hear what the plot is about," said Dick. "Something terrible has happened. I must hurry back to the village. We're lost unless I can capture a man and get him out of the way." "Oh, wirra What's this?" said Gillans in comic fright. Dick quickly told him the news about Briggs. "Bedad, you're right." said Gillans, seriously. "I had thought you and me'cl wait here till the cavalcade came up. but--" "I must get after Briggs." "You must. me boy, and douse him, too, or poor Charlie's lost-ah, his poor sister. Goel bless her! Run, Nesbitt. run, and-look here! This will change our plans. Don't you come back. If you succeed in makin' Briggs safe. you can meet us about an hour afther dark near the jail." .How do you intend to work the escape?" asked Dick. "But no, I haven't time," he added immediately, glancing villageward. "No, me boy Get Briggs first. Run quick.., Off went Dick like an arrow. He was now so heartily interested in l\Iiss Armitage's great undertaking that she herself could hardly have been more willing to make sacri fices or efforts. He left the river bank presentlv and fol lowed the path up the hill, as he had seen Briggs do. While he was running his eyes fell on the prison and in

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BRA VE AND BOLD. 17 some way got attracted to one particular window nea r the southeast corner. He stopped short. He was on the crest of a hill and would lose sigh t o f th e window if h e went any farther. Even while he was stopping he saw a whit e objec t like a broad sheet of paper p ass across the window on the in s i de and a moment later it passed again. There was a pause of about thir ty seconds, during which t ime he saw nothing at th e w indow. Then the same object reapp ea red and passed across the window seven times in rapid succession. "'Twenty-seven," said a v o ice a f e w yards away, and Die!( almos t stumbled with the quick start he gave. He looked around and to his surprise saw a man rising from behind some bushes where he had lain concealed. The l a tter was h o lding a handke rchief above his head and l ooking s t eadily toward the prison He had been so in t en t o n his work that he did not see Dick or hear him He now saw him and gave a quick start of fright, lowered th e handkerchief and stepped behind the bu s hes, still watching Dick. But presentl y he emerged again with a look of relief on his face, and immediately Dick saw the ca use It was o ne o f the men h e had see n on Capt. Daniels' ves sel, who had also see n him wh e n he went below to look at Gillans. "Hush!" said Dick. "Don't be afraid. I'm with you." "Thank Goel!" muttered the man. and then both in stinctively look e d toward the prison. There was nothitig to be see n ther e now. The object had disappeared from the window; ye t Dick imagined -w::i.s it only fancy ?_:_he could see a pale face l ooking out. 'I must go." muttered the man, exc itedly. ''Twenty seven Help her, boy ," and, turning round quickly, he darted off in the direction Dick had jus t come. "He's very exci ted, thou ght Dick. "That must have been th e sig nal the y were expecting," and he took one g la nce at th e fast r e treatin g fig ure. Suddenly r eco llectin g him sel f he started down the hill but not toward the prison. There was clanger of attracting notice. He contentect himself with advancing toward the village at a fast walk. An h our and a half's search failed to find Briggs. Dick \vas nearly wild with excitement. The hour for the g reat plan-the honr to strike-was a t hand, and s till Briggs was at l a r ge, liable at a ny moment t o expl o de a bomb by warning the authorities. Oh, if h e (Dick) could only find him in some out-of the-way place-if he could o nly secure him even at the last moment, so that he might be in time to prevent him foiling the desperate attempt about to be made. Suddenly Dick h ea rd a loud b eating of drums outside th e village. and a moment l ate r the sound of Scotch bag pipes and fifes. The villagers were flocking out onto the stree ts : the whole plac e was bein g aroused; there was a crowd gathering to see what was th e matter. Dick stopped short in th e very center o f the t own and looked across the street. There was Briggs in th e mid s t of a crowd, walking along with them. A desperate r eso luti o n seized Dick. Crowd or no crowd, h e must capture B riggs and that at once He must not l et five minutes pass. The noise undo\,l.btedly meant something, and Briggs was going to act. Across the street Dick bounded with the spring of a panther, e l bowed his way through the crowd and brought his two hands down on the sho uld e rs of the astonished Briggs. CHAPTER XI. B riggs let a roar escape him that drew the attention of fift y people on them, but that did not disconcert Dick. Catching his man by th e collar he whispered: ''Say, have you seen Livingst o n ? Do you know the police are going to tak e him?" "No," stammered Briggs, surprised and frightened by the suddenness of it all. ''Then come quick with me," said Dick in a whisper, at the same time making facial signs that there was danger from the crowd. "If your nam e is Briggs you'd better look out." "What's the matter?" gasped Briggs. "Come with me quick or you'll get into trouble. Liv ingston s liable to be arrested." "Go away!" muttered the astonished Briggs, and im medi a t e ly he began to accompany Dick, whose first object wa s to get him out of the crowd. It was cleverly done. Dick s manner and his words about Livingston which were true enough, completely deceived Briggs. Not a question did h e as k till Dick had led him back of th e village and out of sight of the crowd All t his time the noise of the drums and fifes was going on and, added to it now, there was shouting; but Dick did not mind that. His fir st ob ject was to disarm Briggs. "Look here Briggs," he whispered, gla ncing around to se e that they were quite a l o ne, ''the r e's danger. Livingst o n's going to be caught. You b et ter run to him quickl y and warn him to get away whil e there is yet time. The r e's a man here that knows all about him. Quick. Give me that letter to the authorities. I 'll attend to it. You wa rn Livingst o n, poor fellow." Briggs was about to take the lett e r out of his pocket when h e suddenly stopped, shoved it back again and fir mly said: "I won't." He was naturally suspicious. In a tric e Di c k had thrown off his coat There was no tim e for words now. He must win his point by action, and without a word of warning he let his right fist fly and Briggs went over on his back. Dick waited for him to ge t up. They closed in fistic combat, and at the end of about three minut es Briggs rose from his knees and surrendered tlie letter on Dick's threatening to prolong the thrashi ng. "You'll b elie ve me now?" said Dick. "Go and warn Livingston." Off went Briggs in the direction of the cape and the yacht. Dick watched him till he was out of sight and then stowed the letter away carefully in his pocket. "This will do to open the eyes of Miss Armitage," he mutt e red. "It will reveal her friend Livingston, in his true colors ." The g-reat noise was still going on. It now came from the vicinity of the ground that lay between the village and Mr. Reauchamp's office Dick hurri ed thither and saw a sight that amazed and bewildered him.

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18 BRA VE AND BOLD. A crowd of fully five hundred of the villagers was gath e r ed there in a large circle, in the midst of which a wide ring inclosed by a si,pgle rope fastened to stakes. Inside this rin g were a dozen or more men per forming. Two, in Turkish costume, beat large drums, appa r ently with less intention to make music than to make an uproar of noise. Two more, attired as Highland ers, played on the bagpipes, while two dressed as swells played on flut es. There were three acrobatic per formers, dressed in tights, who alternated with tumbling and feats on a horizontal bar. A man dressed as a clown cut up funny antics with two trained jackasses. Another performed with a ladder, while the last one, attired in Japanese costume, juggled with knives and balls The funniest part of it was that nearly all th e performers, while still keeping their f ea t s going, sang loudly to the accom paniment of the ill-assorted and discordant instruments, while the ring master, in magnific ent attire, continually shouted his orders and r eproaches to the clown. It was a curious sight. Dick laughed when he first saw it, and then, drawing closer, held his breath and emitted a l ong, low whistle. "By jove," he muttered, "I see it." It all came to him like a flash. These were the strange people he had seen on Capt. Daniels' vessel. They were performing here, between the village and the jail, and making all this unearthl y noise for a purpose. That purpose was twofold. It was to hold the atten tion of the villagers and keep it off the jail. It was a l so to prevent noises at the jail being heard. Dick slipped out of the crowd and stole away in the darkness. A few moments later he had ascended th e hill and reached the northeast corner of the prison wall. He saw three figures at the other encl of it. He made toward them. They saw him and were eviclentlY alarmed. Two of them quickly disappeared round the corner and the other came toward him. At the distance of six paces Dick's sharp eyes recognized Gillans. "That you, Nesbitt? Good," whispered the latter. "Is everything well?" asked Dick, beneath his breath. "So far, but i t's dangerous. Corne," was th e re s ponse. They stole to the corner and Gillans rounded it first In another moment Dick was with the group, which con sisted of l'v1iss Armitage, Capt. Daniels, Gillans, two sai l ors of the Ja11et and one other man. The last-mentioned person caught Dick's eye from the first. He was a tall man with a full, black beard. He wore a tall silk hat and a black cape overcoat that came down t o his heels. Vvith his cane, his gloves, his dress and manners, he looked a most stylish person "What's the plan?" asked Dick, anxiously. "The plan," whispered Capt. Daniels, "is that Miss Armitage will go around to the warden's of-fice and ask permission to see her brother in his cell. The warden gives a supper t o-night at ni ne o'clock to the turnkeys but, for all that, he won't refuse the request, because Charlie is to be hung the day after to-morrow. Mr. Selwyn here"-motioning to the stylishly dressed stranger -"is to accompany Miss Armitage into the cell. He will quickly change clothes with Charlie and will remain in the c ell when Charlie and his sister come ont. The rest nf us will then be on hand to help." 'Di.t," asked Dick, "how will Mr. Selwyn get out?" There was a deep pause for a moment. Miss the two sailors and Capt. Daniels seemed somewhat em barrassed, while the styl ish l\fr. Selwyn seemed uneasy. "Mr. Selwyn," said Capt Daniels, at last, 'wi ll not get out. He is making the sacrifice for the family-and for a price. When the trick is discovered he will be punished-probably imprisoned for years But he h as come with us from New York to do it and he will go through with it. He volunteered to do it. Dick look ed at the man who was willing to sacrifice his liberty, if not his life, for another, and saw him trembling. The face above the beard looked pale, even in the darkness. 1\o wonder l\Ir. Selwyn wa s pale. It was a terrible ordeal. It was an awful thing to put one's self voluntarily into a condemned cell in order to release an other. Few men could show such nerve. "If he fails," said Capt. Daniels, "we'll break into the prison and--Hark !" "It's nothing," said one of the sailors; "merely the clown down yonder." "Now," said l\liss Armi tage, "are you ready, Mr. Sel wyn? It is time." There was silence among the group. The man ad dressed began to tremble violently. His cane dropped from his quaking hand. He dropped his gloves. Sud denly he surprised them all by throwing off the long dark coat, the tall hat and his false beard and crying out: "Take back yonr things and don't ask me to keep my promise! I can't do it. 1 \ t the last moment I must hacl out. It is too terrible. Forgive me, :"IIiss Armitage. I thought' I could make th e sacrifice, but I can't. Good-by, forever!" The poor fellow stood staring at them for a moment and then turned around and fled away in the d;:irkness At the eleventh hour his nerve had failed him. It was too terrible to take the place of a con\'icted murderer in the condemn ed cell. "VVhat are we to do?" exclaimed :Miss Armitage, faintly, who would have fallen to the ground but for the support of Capt. Daniels' arm. "There is no one to sa; e poor 01arlie now. He will be hanged in forty-eight hours! Oh, there is no one to save my poor brother!" "Yes, there i s," said Dick X esbitt. calmly, throwing his cap to the ground and picking up the tall hat. "Who? who?" cried Capt. Daniels and Miss Armitage together. "I will," returned Dick, quietly, and before one of them could speak he had donned Selwyn's discarded coat, hat and false beard, and stood before them. holdin g the gloves in one hand and lightly swinging the cane with the other. "God bless you," said l\Iiss Armitage. and in those words he got his reward, for the sight of her beauty and her pathetic grief had moved him to do the deed of a hero. The two sailors stared at him in amazement. "Come, l\fiss Armitage, we'll start," said Dick, and, with the grace of an eighteenth century courtier, he of fered her his arm. Silently they walked arm-in-arm around the prison wall. The warden's office was open to them. Courteous per. mission was granted and three armed guards were told off to accompany them to the condemned man's cell. Dick walked with erect head and even tread. 1\'o one could know he was performing a deed that would make

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BR.\ \ E .\.:\D B O L D. 19 mo s t 1ren q u ail. o could s e e a s i g n that he was da u nt e d U\ the h orrors that were before him. His bear in g w as ad mirabl e "Jus t a \\ord, .. h e whi s p e red, as she murmured some thin g o f g r a tit! d c ; "I m ust say my good-by her e It is lik ely I s hall never s ee you again. Will you think of me?" "Always. God bless you for your noble act," was her reply, and s he sque e zed his hand. ''Then I'm satisfied and r e adv," said Dick and with that th e y came to the door of the awful place he was volunt a rily condemning himself to for her and her brother' s sake The guards threw it open and the two walked in. Not till Miss Armitage had caught the chill, the gloom, the frightful horror of the murderer's cell did she fully realize the nobl e life sacrifice Dick Nesbitt was making for her. He was in the cell now and face to face with the man he had come to rescue from the gallows at such fearful cost. CHAPTER XII. It was an exciting scene that took place that night in the co n demned cell of the Qu 'Appelle jail. Could the guard who stood insid e the door and those who w a lked np and down past it outside have understood th e situ a tion, thev would have been amazed The three chie.f stood in strange relation to one another-Miss Armitage trying to help her brother, her brother trying to get out to escape the scaffold, Dick Nesbitt-apparently the coolest of the three-voluntarily trying to take the prisoner's place, all under cover of a sister's last interview with the condemned man. when the warden had asked : "vVho is this man that accompanies you?" referring to Dick Miss Armitage 'lad answered: "It is my lover." Wildly Dick's heart beat, and to the warden he had said, truthfully: "Yes, I am her lover." He now stood calmly looking on, while Charlie and his sister were clasped in each other's arms. He listened to their sobs, he saw the l ook of horror on the prisoner's face, and his signs of awful suffering, and yet he did not flinch in his resolution. He looked at the solid walls, the bars and bolts and armed guard, and not once did he re gret his chivalrous offer One thing he did, however, and that was to scrutinize the prisoner to see if he looked like an innocent or a guilty man. It would be some satisfaction if he could be assured the man he was making the sacrifice for was worthy of it. The scrutinv more than satisfied him. Charlie Armitage was a sli g ht, handsome young fellow, with a frank, honest face-no t the man to commit a foul deed. Dick's sharp eyes noticed that he had taken his sufferings hard. A pale, haggard face and bloodshot eyes told of constant bro o ding over the awful scaffold. It nerved Dick's heart to see all this. It made his task easier. Presently he advanc e d and shook hands with the prisoner, as if he had long known him. This was to deceive the guard, who, as duty prompted him, stood at the d oor and watched the scene. Charlie gave Dick's hand a great s qu e eze and his eyes looked the gratitude his tongue failed to speak. H e who knew the horrors of the cell could appreciate what Dick was going to do. Pre s e ntly he c aught his sister's hand, and Dick dre w th e m both to one of the innerm ost corners. "This guard doe sn't hear ver y well," he whispered. "vVe ma y talk a moment." "There is no tim e for that," said Dick, qui e tly. "No time to thank you?" exclaimed Charlie. "Tell me why you do this for me?" Di c k stood silent a moment, with the eyes of brother and sist e r on him. Then he leaned over, and, placing his hand on Charlie's shoulder whispered in his ear these wo r d s : "For Your sister's sake. I am very fond of her. Don't tell her till you get home. Then ask her to think of me once in a while." Ch a rlie squeezed his hand again, and, giving him a meaning look, said: "Don't fear." Mi s s Armitage hearing nothing, innocently murmured: "Goel bless you, Mr. Nesbitt," and Dick smiled. Now came the time of parting, which was also the mom ent that called for quick and clever action. "Oh, good-by, Charlie," said Miss Armitage and she and her brother again placed their arms around each other's ne c k and sobbed in such a way as actually to force the guard to turn his face away. The man, accustomed as he was to hard scenes, was overcome by this pathetic fare well. With his hand on the door he turned his back on the three people in the corn e r of the cell and wiped "his moist eyes. This was the moment upon for quick, silent action. In a twinkling Dick had slipped off his coat and hat and handed them to Charlie, who put them on. He adjusted the beard to Charlie's face handed the cane and gloves to him, and then took the latter's place. That is to say, he took Miss Armitage in his arms and let her head rest on his shoulder. The guard looked around for a moment and saw nothing amiss. But this is what he might have seen had it not been for the semi-darkness of the cell-Charlie Armitage completely disguised as a stylish gentleman by the beard and habiliments Dick had come in with, and Dick holding the lady clasped in his arms. "Oh, good-by, my dear brother," sobbed Miss Armitage, keeping up the show to deceive the guard. Dick was keeping up the show, too, for the same rea son, and an additional one, the hst being that his heart was in it in all earnestness. His good-by was sincere and real." "Farewell. my love," he muttered, in a low voice. "I will think of you to the last. There is no one in the world so clear to me," and he kissed her. She did not resent it, though she must have guessed there was more than acting in it. The noble sacrifice of the poor fellow she perhaps understood now. Indeed, there were real tears in her eyes. The guard interrupted a long farewell. and then D ick got the surprise of his life-ay, and d o omed as he was, the most agreeable. Miss Armitage, while tearing herself away. still sbbbing, as was necessary, leaned quickly forward and kissed him. Next moment her brother was helping her out of the cell. and Dick was .:;taggering back int o a corner. Charlie played his part well. H e as fig hting for his lif e As the twn \\e n t fnrth frr"Tl 1]1e r JI lie kept his face covered with his handkerchi e f and sobbed, while with

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20 BR.\ VE r \.c 'D DOLD. his other arm h e supported hi s siste r w h o also sobbed. They went down the corridor \rith one guard ahead of them and tw o behind, as before. So far the trick had n o t b een detected. The chance of ultimate escape was good. Capt. Dani e ls and his sailors outside the walls might have n o n ee d to adopt the other plann e d alternativ e which had b een to attempt a r es cue by force. All went well till they ca me out of the corridor and were about to emerge from the jail door. Then one of the guards said: ''You must go out throu g h the ward en's office, as you come in." "Is that n e cessary?" a s ked l\liss Armita ge. "Can't we cross the jail yard and get out by yonder gate?" The poor thing was anxious to avoi d the lig)1ted office of the warden and th e sharp eyes of him and his officials. "Not without p e rmission," answered the same guard. "Com e on," whisp e red Charlie, squeezing his sister's hand. Like h erself, h e was almos t fainting from s up presse d ex citement and f ear. The danger o f the moment, the awful dread of detection, of going back to that h o rrible cell, of bidding farew ell to hope, of giving up his young life on the gloomy scaffold. an d breaking his sister s and mother's hearts, weakened him so that he felt lik e a child. He wou ld have given much to have the strong arm, the ready wit and the f e arless soul of Dick 1\esbitt with him at that moment. One of the guards became suspicious and whispered to his companion. The third one walked on with Miss Armi tage and her escort. They were going toward the war den's office. "Heavens, we are lost !" thought Charlie, who noticed the suspicion; but he walked on with bis s iste r, following the guard who had stood in the cell, and who was slightly deaf. But the men behind worried him, and he looked at them again. One of them h ad run back into the prison; the other was hurrying afte r them, evidently with a sus picion in his mind. "Excuse me," he said, catching up to Charlie and look ing into his face. Then without a word he walked rapidly past them and the deaf guard toward the warden's office. His object was clear. He was going to communicate his suspicions to the warden, so that the couple could be stopped whil e passing throu g h the office and examined. That moment there came a shout from the eastern wall and a whistle. "Here, quick!" cried a voice from there "Don't enter the office." Two figures were seated astride of the wall. They had just seen the action of the guards, and knew it meant danger. Charlie saw them, and instantly squeezed his sister's hand. "Run. Claire! For God's sake. quick, dr I,.m l ost!" he cried, and catching her arm h e drew her back from the side of the deaf guard and ran with her t owa rd the wall. All hope of escape by th e warden's office had been cut off The shadows on the paper blinds of the windows showed that th ere was a commotion inside, th e suspicious guard having told his story. CHAPTER XIII. \Ve wili r eturn to Dick. When the cell door closed up on him, leaving hi m alo ne, h e slipped off his coat and vest and threw himself down in a corner, hi s object b eing to look as much as possible like Charlie Armitage in case an) of the guards sho uld look in. Now for the first time there came a full r ealization of his awful position. voluntarily assumed. He saw all its horror, but he did not regret his act. He was satisfied to be here if it only m ad e happy the beautiful girl that was now as dear to him as a sister. Oh, how he prayed that h e r brother would succeed in escaping. \ Vherc we r e they now? Had they go t through the warden's office yet? He was in an agony of suspense. He was assailed by hope and fear. Not for a moment did he dream that r elief m ight soon come to hims e lf. He did not think of such a thing. He really believed he was destined to be a prisoner for years to come. He did n o t know what fate had in s tore for him. Who could have supposed that he was to have a chance for liberty, almost im mediately? It was one of those r emarkable freaks of destin v that sometimes disport th emse lv es in crises. The cell door opened and a guard p oked his head in. Strange that Dick shou ld guess th e cause of the man's 'sudden appearance. The mind is unusually active a t su ch times. This guard was the one who had turned back at the outer door after whispering to his compa n ion. He had come to see if his suspicions were r ight-if the prisoner has escaped, if another man had exchanged places with him. Dick lay still, holding his breath. His quick instinct told him that, with one chance in a million he was about to ge t that chance, slender as it w as. He was cunning enough to sob as if his heart was broken, and to muffle his sobs with his arm. The guard at the door could not s e e distinctly enough. He was obli ge d to take a few steps into the cell. He stopped Dick continued his sobbing. The guard spoke. Dick sobbed more loudly. and did not look up. He was determined to bring the man closer. The darkness of the cell was aiding him. It was a dramatic moment. There was a life pla y ing for a life. There was a cool, quick brain ready to grasp every chance, a strong eye and arm ready to help it. It all happ e ned quickly The guard was determined to te s t his suspicions. Getting no answer from the prostrat e sobbing figure in th e corner, he made a spring forward, caught Dick's arm and looked into his face. That was the in stan t the r ema rkabl e thing happened. Dick g r asped the man s leg, and the same moment l eaped to his feet. Over went the guar
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BRAVE A:\JD BOLD. 21 more desperate by so11nds that came to his ears, that h e would n o t have h ea rd but for the open c ell door. The r e w e r e cries of: "Prisoner esca ping Help, help\ Uere quick!'" and others; and Dick knew that Charlie's 1ttcmp t had h een dis covered and that an exc itin g scene 1rns taking pl ace in t h e ya rd. Ca pt. Daniels and his men had no doubt come lo th e resc ue. It rend e red Dick more desperate for two reasons. He knew l\1iss A rmitage was in d ange r, and he knew that his own ch ances of escape were improved. In fact this was the chance of his life. If he did not escape now he might be a pri so ner for years, for he had leanied that the law in Quebec is exceedingly seve re on those who help pris ) n e rs to escape, espec ially pri so ners under sentence of deat h. It was now or n e ver. The attention of the guards was no d o ubt taken up with the struggle outside. They were likely to forget the condemn e d cell. Only this guard stood in his immediate wav. After a wrestle fO'r a full minute Dick made a sudden, stupe ndous effort and threw the guard completely from him. The l atte r 's foot cau ght in the sleeve of Dick's coat lying o n the floor. He went headlong forward, striking his forehead against the hard wall. He dropped t o the floo r senseless. It wa s a pure accident, but an opportune one for Dick. He stooped clown a nd saw that, while the man was wholly l'.nconscious, he was by no means dangerously hurt, and would soo n revive. The po o r fellow's hat had fallen off, and the s i g ht of it gave Dick an inspiration He would don the man's uniform. He could gai n an advantage by passing as a guar d, and the g loom of the prison and the darkness outside would help him. In a tvvin kling he had the man's coat off Two seconds later he was hurrying down th e corridor in the uniform o f a guard. It had all happened very quickly. He could still hear the noi se in the yard, but above it all he could hear th ose other loud noi ses not far away fr o m th e pri son. Of the drums, the bagpipes and the singers, th a t had never ceased from the moment they had first started_, and that had been designed to aid the escape by attracting and holding the attention of the villagers, and, if possible, the turnkeys and drowning: out all other sounds. H e had no trouble in getting out of the prison. The sight he saw in the yard almost deprived him of his new-born hope. The attempt at escape had bee n discovered and that before the fug itives had r eac h ed the warden's office. Charlie and Miss Armitage were now near the eastern wall. Three of the guards had got within a few feet of them, and were just about to seize them. On the wall were two men with ropes ready to draw th e m up. There were sounds indicating that some parties outside the small gate were trying to force it. A bell rang in the warden's office. Dick bounded across the vard, and arrived at the scene just in time to see Miss Armitage seized by one official and Charlie by the other. "Hands off them ," he said. in a low voice. "Show the lady re spect. The warden wants th em brought to the office. You re not to shoot on any account." The excitement 0 the moment was intense. What with the din of noise the calling of the men on the w all, th e attempt at escape itself and the semi-dark n ess, the three guards were p e rpl exe d and bewild ered. They saw Dick's uniform, heard his words, and took their hands off the prisoners. That moment there was a crash on the small gate near at hand, and it came falling into the yard with a big log after it. The log had been a battering ram in the hands of Capt. Daniels' sailors. Dick spoke an order, and the guards, mistaking him for one of themselves, ran to the gate. They were quickly overpowered, just as the warden 's office opened and a couple of men came out. Dick whispered to Charlie, and seizing Miss Armitage in his arms, made for the gate. Never was an escape executed more neatly. The guards had not had time to use their r evo lvers. The three of them had their wrists bound in a flash by eight stalwart sailors, captained by Gillans, who, with a companion, had deserted the wall which they had climbed to keep attention from the gate. "It is I-Nesbitt," said Dick loudly, for in his uniform he was mistaken for a guard by his own friends. "You?" cried Capt. Daniels. "Quick, they r e coming!" Dick got through the gateway with his precious burden and pas se d the sailors. who were still attending to the guards, and Charlie followed him. l\1iss Armitage was set on her feet, and the four made for the top of the hill leaving the sailors to check th e jail officials, as had been arranged. But Dick did not let go of Miss Armitage's hand except for a moment while he was throwing off the guard's coat, that had served its purpose. He asked permission 1.t> carry her, but she said she was strong enough to run. She had uttered more than one cry of joy since first" recog nizing him. "Oh, Mr. Nesbitt, thank Goel you are free!" she mu r mured. / "This way. We must try to get past that clump of trees as soon as pos sib le," said Capt. Daniels, leading them along the hill. "Do you hear that bell?" "The alarm bell," said Charlie. "It will arouse the whole town. The officials at the supper will hear it "Faster, faster," said the captain. "We're far from being out of clanger yet." "Oh, don t let poor Charlie be taken now," said Miss Armitage, ...and in momentary weakness she stopped, and would have fallen but for Dick. Let me help you," said Capt. Dani els, seeing that DicK was aboat to carry her. "No, no I can run I am strong," said t h e brave girl, and with renewed strength she kept pace ,, it h the others, Dick and h er brother assisting her. There could now be h eard a perfect uproar about the jail. Shots were fir ed. and these. wit h the shouts and the ringing of the bell and the noise of the p e rformers and the motley musicians, made a din that was awful. "Wha t about the po o r sa i lors?" asked Dick. su ddenly, as th ey turned onto a path running straight down the hill to th e river. "Will they not be caught?" "Don't fear for them ," said Capt. Dan i els "They'll get away safe. They ye l eft the gate before this." "But th ey were th ere \\ hen we l eft, and the other guards were coming Capt. Daniels did not reply till they had reached the foot of the hill.

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22 BRA VE Ai\D DOLD. T he eight sailors are .safer than we a r c," h e sa id "They will n o t t a ke to flight till the la s t moment. and will the n make off i n a di ffe r ent dir ect ion-to the south, yond e r, in order to cli\ ert atte1ve make for the vessel now?" "No, no. C h a rli e B ette r s ta y here a little longer," sai d Cap t. D a ni e ls. "Listen. The din o f noi se in th e vicinit y o f th e prison had not c ease d. The troop of p e r fo rmers. \ \ere certainly doing their work w e ll. Thev were keepine; up the excitemen t and the uproar to bewilder th e and t O\Yn a!'thori ti es and it w;;is d u e t o t11em tfo1t the fu n-itives hari c eeded even t h is fa r T l1e <;;iilors h:id Af>d t o t1'e < n ,th so on after thei r escape, but they had failed t o draw more than fm;r pursuers after them. One of the guards \\"hose hands had been tied had seen the girl and her three companions running eastward along the h ill, and had told the warden of it. This acco unted fo r the searcbcrs on the hill. There w e r e eight of them, fom of t hem being townspeople in authority, and the others prison officials. They were now in concealment. near the h ead of the hill path, listening and lookin g down into the valley below. They were cer t ain that the fugiti ves could not yet hwe reached the ri \"Cr. and they rig h tly guessed they were hidi n g snrncwherc It was lucky, th e refore, for our friends that tlie:y did not emerge from the shadow of the trees. Charlie was sti ll in favor of making a clash for the boat, but Capt. Daniels and Dick counseled further waiting. "If we wait longer there will be pursuers in every direction," said Charlie. "N otliing but yom band of per formers h as prevented a hundred men being s ent out aft e r us now Ever y n:.oment means additional danger." "It's dangerous to move while there's anyone o n the hill," said Dick, straining hi s eyes t o pierc e through the inte r s tices of the foliage "How fa r is it to the boat?" pursued Charlie. The poor f ello w was impatient to put the horrors of his cell behin d him. He wante d to push o n ''Oyer half a mile," sai d Capt. Daniels. "See yonder bush and the jutting piece of land? It's p;ist that. "Hush.'' said I'vJiss Armitage. "I hear voices." To thei r horror they hea r d the noise o f men descending the bill and talking in l o w t o n es to o n e anoth e r. "Hadn't we b etter make a das h for it, captain?" sai d Dick. "No, not yet. Lie down, all of you. quick." l\Iiss Armitage and her brother crept into a thicket, and the other. two lay flat ou the grass The voices cam e nearer. Dick, looking ou t from hi s place of concealment, saw e i ght men going searching among th e bushes at the foot o f the hill. They would soon arriv e at th is place, \ Yhich w as n o t ove r thirty yards from the foot o f the bill. It was too b a d that the young ma n sho uld be captured again. It was a \\fu l t o contemp late; yet t o Dick it seemed almost certain that in a few moments they m ust be di scove red. Presently h e was horrifi ed in hearin g v oices in an other d i rection. H e looked up the river bank to\\'ard the Yilb
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BRA VE AND BOLD. 23 The eight men came bounding on, entered th e clnmp of trees where the four fugitives lay concealed, and pas s ed out again on the west side witho11t seeing them. They had come within twenty feet of the hiding place. "Good heavens, they have missed us by an accident," said Dick, rising to his knees. "Yes," said Capt. Daniels, creeping to his side. "Where have they gone? What saved us?" "The other voices. Look yonder." The warden and his seven followers could be seen run ning up the river bank toward 1fr. Beauchamp's office. They had seen the figures at the tree and mistaken them for the fugitives. It turned out afterwards that these figures were five of the band of performers who had pur posely run thither to attract attention. Others of the band were on the opposite side of the village, trying to divert attention in a similar way. Dick whispered to the captain, and the latter said: "Y cs, now is our time. \Ve can probably reach the boat before they have discovered their mistake and get back." "This group of trees will shield us also," said Dick. 01arlie and his sister emerged from the thicket at the captain's call. They were both weak from fright. "Have courage, l\Iiss Armitage," said Dick, taking her arm. "Your brother will yet be saved." The four left the shelter of the trees and started at a running pace eastward. At Dick's suggestion they did not head immediately toward the cape, as it would put them in view of the men up the river. They rather kept close to the hill, so that the clump of trees might be be hind them and thus shield them. On they ran, their hearts beating fast, their hopes rising and falling. Capt. Daniels assisted Charlie, while Dick boldly kept his arm around Miss Armitage's waist and helped her along. To him it was a glorious night, despite the clanger. Even as they went they knew that the performance in the village had already been broken up. The strains of music no longer came to their ears. The disaster that had happened at the jail-the escape of the condemned man-had got to the ears of all and eclipsed in interest everything else. Search parties were quickly made up, many of the citizens loyal to the law offering their services. Before the fugitives had left their last hiding place six bands of searchers had gone out of the village in different directions to scour the country. So that our friends, though they knew it not, were at this moment being searched for by nearly fifty persons, jail officials and civilians. Their situation was dangerous in the extreme. It would prove worse if any part of their prearranged plan should miscarry. They ran on till they reached a point where the hill abruptly turned toward the, river. This brought them (lirectly opposite the wooded cape. To reach that place and the pathway leading clown to where their boat had been left concealed, it was necessary to cross a wide clear ing where the moonlight would stream down upon them and make them visible to the searchers up the river. The latter they could not now see on account of the little bush that had been their hiding place. "\Ve must risk it," said Dick. "It is only about six hundred yards. "But for a quarter of a mile of that we can be seen," said Charlie, shivering at the prospect of the broad, cleared space and the moonlight. "Corne," said Capt. Daniels, "we must try to reach the bush. Our boat is but a short distance from there, and our vessel is at anchor out in the river." l\Iiss Armitage, pale-faced and gave her hand to Dick, and the four set off at a run to gain the shelter of the bush on the cape to the north. A portion of this was the most dangerous part of their flight, as they had to pass in view of the place where they had last seen the eight men. On they ran. Dick at last saw the tree away up the river, and, horror of horrors the figures of the search party a considerable distance this side of it. The searchers had not yet seen them. If three hundred yards more could be covered without drawing their at tention, there might still be hope. The four refrained from speaking, and kept close together in a body so as to be as little noticeable as pos sible. There was but a single tree in their path. It stood halfway to the edge of the wood. As they neared it Dick fancied he saw a figure step behind 'it. He made no mention of the fact to his companions, but got his fists ready for an attack if necessary. Just as they got to the tree this figure sprang out from behind it, ran out into the clearing and shouted. wildly waving his hands. It was the red-haired Briggs. True to his master, Liv ingston, he was trying to prevent the prisoner's escape. "You scoundrel," cried Dick, and he would have rushed after him to strangle him but for Capt. Daniels and Miss Armitage. "vVe're lost!" said the lady, and she pointed to the river bank. "Good heavens!" said the terrified Char}ie. "They're coming, and the man is still shouting." This true. The search party had heard the shouts, and now saw the figures of the fugitives silhouetted against the sky, for the cleared space was a high piece of ground, while the hill gradually sloped down before it and turned southward. They were coming, running as fast as they could, and Briggs, still shouting, was hurrying to meet them. When he did meet them he did not stop, but merely shouted and ran to the water's edge and got into a boat. "We just have a chance," said Capt. Daniels, as the four ran toward the eastern edge of the wood. "At the foot of the bank is our boat. If we can reach that and get out on the river a bit before they arrive we may succeed in getting into the vessel." "They will shoot at the boat," said Charlie, puffing and panting from the run. "We must take chances," said the captain . "Faster, faster!" "Yes, for God's sake, faster," said Dick. "They are runmng like mad. 'vVe have not a quarter of a mile's start." He almost carried Miss Armitage now. He did not release his hold till they had passed the edge of the woods and arrived near the top of the high bank. Charlie turned his head for a moment and uttered an exclamation of fright. Their pursuers had reached the other edge of the wood.

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24 BRA VE I30LD. They had even paused to question Briggs. They were calling loudly for the prisoner to stop and surrender or they would shoot. "DO\\ n the bank and into the boat, quick," cried Capt. Daniels. "Nesbitt, you nwst help me row to the vessel." The four of them fairly plunged clown the bank, Charlie and the captain arriving in a heap at the bottom. They ran to the water's edge; the rowboat was there. They l ooked out to the river, ran their eyes up and down the hori zon, and then as the shouts of tl1eir pursuers rang loudly throu g h the trees just above their heads, they turned and stared into one another's faces in blank de spair. The situation was one of unspeakable horror. "Good God, we're lost!" groaned Capt. Daniels "That scoundrel Livingston has been at work!" Their vessel was gone CH:APTER XV. It was a terrible moment. \ Vith the shouts of their pursuers rin g ing in their ears, the four fugitives stood hel plessly l ooking into one another's faces, and then out to the river, where no sign of their vessel or other craft was to be seen. But for th e strong mind oi one in the party, the y would have been hopelessly lost. Dick Nesbitt had the brain to cope with just such emergencies. After the first shock he pulled himself together. The loud told that the sear"-h party were climbing the little hill. In another moment they would be on the bank Dick's eyes dropped on the rowboat. "Into it quick!" he cried, the three of you. Let Charlie and i-1 iss Armitage lie down. I will run through the woods and take them off the track. You, captain, row to the cape point and meet me That was all he said. The captain grasped his meaning, and immedi ate l y urged Charlie into the boat. Dick had already lifted l\liss Armitage into it. The captain snapped the chain, leaped in and picked up the oars. Dick ran i n an oblique line up the bank shouting. The men arrived o.n the top of the bank, and were immediately bewildered by what they saw and heard. The first thing they noticed was a man just disappearing among the trees a little to tlieir left. who was shouting, "Help! Help! Don't l et them take me." Then they saw the rowboat a few feet out on th e water, with ap parently only one person in it, rowing l eisurely The rower bore no resemblance to the e caped prisoner. Following their instinct, they turned into the bush after the man who had cried out for help. They looked once more at the boat and saw it heading for the center of the river. They got the impression that it would not come near the shore line of the cape on which was the wood they were now going to search. Thus were they deceived by the cleverness of Dick, who had once more put his life in clanger to save the girl and her brother. "Don't let them take me," he shouted again. "Help me -save me! In running into this bush he was putting himself into the narrowest of traps, for the width of the cape. where it joined the Janel, was not great. Four men with revolvers, standing at equa l distances apart at the edge of the wood, and at the entrance to it, could 111ake it impossible hr Dick to grt out on the land side To e1:1erg-e on any side he \\'mlcl haye to swim, for the c<1pe \\as really a wooclccl peninsula, trianft.lar in shape, containing abm;t a hundred acres. Thou,;h he knew it not, the precaution just named was taken. Tbe warden ordered four of his men to go outside of the wood and stand there \\ ith cocked revolvers. l :e and the other three made after the fugitive, to whom they got so clo se that they thought tl1at in another moment they must catch him. Dick had let them get close purposely, to draw them on all the more. He \vas reach' to risk his life to the ful'.e;;t extent for a thankful wore! from the lady. He leap e d over fallen trees, tore through clumps of bushes with all the noise possible. and ran generally in a zig-zag to give th e boat time to get well out on the river. Ile kept this up for about two minutes. and then clianged hi; policy for his own safety. He began making as litt le noise as possible, in order to steal away from his pL;rsuers altogether. He was getting nearer and nearer to the point of the cape. and thus in greater danger, for, if the men got near him there they could hem him in and surround him. He stopped and listened. There was silence The men had been listening too. A sudden noise, the crashing of branches near him, made him plunge forward again at full speed. He had been almost taken. He stopped again. He was afraid to get too near the point of the cape, for it narrowed so that he must be captured. He listened The men were spreading out to make sure that they would not miss him. He was obliged to go on again, though he would have been glad to have given Capt. Daniels time to bring the boat near the point. Of all the dangers he had personally undergone, he found this the most There \\"as no wide tract of country before him to afford him a chance to run, but instead, there was water on three sides of him, and onlv about twentv acres of bush left in which to elude bi's pursuers. r:.re was tempted to seek a _hiding place, lie clown and take chances Ile r an at full speed for some yards, and then t! rn:::d and stole with as little no'.se as pos s ible toward the ri 7h t bank of t!:e cape. He saw a tree that was hollow at bottom. The hole faced the river. Standing behind the tree, he heard his pursuers running. From the sounds they made and their voices, h e knew they were too far away to see him, but they would see him if he waited a few seconds longer for them to come up. He stooped and crmvlecl into the hole in the trunk of the tree. He stood upright. with his head and shoulders concealed, btt his body and legs partly exposed. If anyone came near enou::l1 thcv must notice him. He had no sooncr0 put liimself in this hole than he re gretted it. Of all the uncomfortable and dangerous posi tions, it was the \Yorst. He was unable to stir. let alone to defend himself. In case of cliscoverv he would be com pletely at the men's mercy. They even handcuff him before taking him out. "Good gracious, why did I do this?" he thought, as

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BRA VE AND BOLD. he listened to the sounds of the men running about here and there looking for him. One of them passed just in front of the tree, exchanged some words with a com panion, and came back. Dick tho11ght sure he was caught. He held his breath. The perspiration was oozing from every pore in his body. He would have given worlds to he in a position where he could fight his danger when it actually came. The foot s teps and voices came nearer again. He lis tened to conjectures as to where he was, and he heard enough to tell him that he was supposed to be the prisoner. Presently the warden cried out: "II ere, men, l et the four of us spread out in a line and walk slowly toward the point. He must be ahead of us." They were cheering words for Dick. He began to ]yipe again. He stobd as still as a statue, and listened to them till their footsteps di-eel mvay. "Is it safe to go out now?" he thought. "Could that possibly have been a trick? There may be one left to watch." Hardly had the thought crossed his mind when he was startled by a loud report within a few yards of him. One of the men had remained, and his revolver had been ac cidentally discharged. "\Vhat's that?" cried the warden's voice, from a dis tance. "It's me," shouted a man a few feet from Dick's hiding pbcc. "There's a boat coming here," said the other. The man near Dick evidently mistook it for the order, "Come here," for, to Dick's infinite reli ef, he started off at a run to join his companions. Dick lost no time in getting out of the tree, where his nerves had undergone such a test. He turned and stole back cautiously toward the entrance to the bush. When he had proceeded about twenty yards, he again turned-this time to the l eft. It brought him to the bank of the river, and there he saw. awav out on the water, the rowboat heading for the point o( the cape. It was coming to meet him. "Heavens!" be gasped, "Miss Armitage and Charlie will be taken. The men are now at the point and watch in g the boat." How could he prevent thi s catastrophe? There was only a few moments of time. for the boat had less than one hundred and fifty yards to go. He was afraid to shout, for this would lead to his own capture. He put his hand in his vest pocket, and found a match. He <]uickly gathered an armful of dry leaves, and bring ingthem down to the water's edge, lighted the match and set fire to them. The flame caught them, but they did not burn fast, nor did thev make much light. He trying to attract Capt. Daniels' attention. He put his hand in his trouser's pocket", and fo11nd the very thing req11irec:f, n:twelv, Livingston's l etter of warn ing that lie had captured from Briggs. He tore it out of the envelope. spread it 011t and touched both it and the envelope to the flame. The leaves ca11ght the flame and marle a little blaze. He held the burning Jetter up to his head and waved his arm. \Vhcn the flawe went out he again looked out on the water, and saw the boat had stopped. Capt. Daniels had seen the signal, at all events. \Vhether he understood it or not was a question. Dick ran up to the bank to get more leaves. He reached the top and stopped short, panting and breathless, for he heard men running toward him. He turned to the water again and saw the boat moving toward the shore, but whether toward the cape point or his own position he could not make out. The men were getting very close. They had proba bly seen the bbze. It would not do to remain in this place of danger any longer, and it would be worse to run away while the occupants of the boat was in danger. They would draw up to the shore and be shot or captured. He l ooked out again. Yes, the boat was corning straight to shore, and the men in the bush had caught sight of it They were now standing still, keeping back among the trees so that it would be sure to come, and they were also so close to Dick, being back a little on the bank just above his head, that they knew they could catch him at any time. Dick rushed to the water's edge, and making a trumpet of his hands, shouted : "Boat ahoy, there! Boat ahoy!" He was not going to let his friends walk into danger. "Don't come ashore," be shouted. "Keep back," and then, before the men on the bank could guess his inten tion, he plunged headlong into the water. "Prisoner escaping! Fire upon him!" cried the war den, seeing that rnstead of capturing both parties he was going to lose the prisoner himself, whom he supposed Dick to be. Dang! bang! Shot after shot was fired at the dark object in the water, nor did the men cease, even tem porarily, till they beard a faint cry come from that ob ject, and then saw it sink. CHAPTER XVI. It seemed a miracle that Dick ec;caped the bullets that foll around him like hail in the water. when about a dozen yards out, he caused himself to sink in the water, to give the impression be had been struck. He swam, too as far as be could, beneath the surface. \Vhen he appeared again, making greater efforts than before. the men on the bank resumed the shooting, while the warden shouted frantically to his other four men to secure a boat. The shooting had one good effect-it let Capt. Daniels know just where Dick was. In the moonlight he saw the object struggling in the water, and also saw the flashes of the men's revolvers. "Lie as low as you can in the bottom of the boat." he whispered. to Miss Armitage and h e r brother. "We must risk the shots for the poor fellow." He turned the boat's head a little, and rowed as fast as he coulcl toward the shore. "Back!" cried Dick, seeing his int ention and imme diately thinkingof Miss Armita(.Te. "Don't come closer," he c;Jio11tecl. a l ittle later. "Back. I say. Don't put the lady i n clcinger." "The lady?" exclaimed a voice ashore.

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BRA VE BOLD. "Fire, men ; fire! Lady or no lady! Two of you run and get a boat, quick!" Over two dozen shots were fired, and still Dick was far from being out of range. And, worse still-at least to him-the boat, with its precious burden, was also coming into range. "Back!" he cried again. "I beg you, don't expose her, captain." Even as he spoke a bullet whizzed by his ear, while others fell on all sides of him It made hi.s heart beat violently to be so near to death. With each stroke he took he heard the click, click of bu1Jets in the water close to him. The boat was coming in spite of his remonstrance, but was still about fifty yards away He swam hard to rneet it. He had caught sight of something that elevated his hopes, and, as the captain's face was turned in that di rection, he knew he must have seen it, too. It was a pretty large vessel, that had come into view past the point of the cape, and to his surprise it was turning into the bay where the excited scene was going on. ''The Janet," cried Capt. Daniels, in a low voice. "Liv ingston didn't r-un away, after all." A shot struck the prow of the boat, and Miss Armitage screamed. The shooting, which was still being kept up, was terrifying her and her brother. The latter was brave enough to sit up, and indeed, had wished to do so, but Capt. Daniels had made him lie down. Presently the swimmer was reached. Dick's hand caught the gunwale, _and Capt. Daniels helped him aboard. "Lie down," said the captain, interrupting Miss Armi tage's exclamation of joy; but Dick would not lie down. He seized the other pair of oars, and immediately began to help the captain to take the craft out of danger. Charlie had already tried to these oars, but his sister and the captain had forced him to keep in shelter, so that there might not appear to be more than one per son in the boat. The greatest excitement prevailed on shore. A second search party had and learned the situation. Mes sengers were dispatched for boats, and others were sent to the telegraph office, so that warnings might be for warded to other places up and down the river. It seemed impossible for Charlie to escape. The large vessel came to a stop near the place where it' had been anchored before, and then it was seen that Liv ingston's yacht was being towed behind it. "Good gracious, what does that mean?" i;'xclaimed Capt. Daniels, looking over his shoulder without ceasing to row. "It has been Livingston's work," said Dick. "I can't think he meant wrong by it," said Miss Armitage. "Because he voluntarily offered to help us, and he has come back "Surely, I can sit up now," said Charlie, rising. "I hated to lie down while you were exposed to those shots, captain." "It was all that the men might not see you, boy; but they see you now. Hello, what's up!" "A boat! It's coming round the point yonder. Look!" exclaimed Miss Armitage. "It has several men in it." "Yes, and they're after us," said the captain. At this moment a whistl e was heard on the deck of the Janet. It .was followed bY. a yoicel _which called 9ut: "C0me on, quick! I have everything ready." "Livingston," muttered Dick. "Blessed if I know what to think," he added to himself. In truth, Dick was puzzled with Livingston's course of action He had not been so much surprised when he had found the vessel gone, though he had wondered how Liv ingston got hold of it. He had not been made aware that it. was left in the man's charge. That Livingston now brought it back, at such an op portune time, and that he was trying to give real help. caused Dick to keep quiet, for the simple reason that he did not know what to make of it. The boat which had rounded the cape was fast bearing down upon them A man standing up in its stern shouted : "Prisoner, surrender! Everyone aiding you wiil be punished. You are all liable to be shot, if you don't in stantly surrender to the law." "The deuce," grunted Capt. Daniels, giving his oars a more vigorous pull. "Steady, captain," said Dick. "Back water. We are at the vessel's side." "There's another boat pulling out from land," ex claimed Charlie. "Oh, quick!" cried .Miss Armitage. "Quick, don't let my poor brother be taken !" ''He'll not be taken," said Dick. "Have courage, Miss Armitage." "Thank Heaven you're here," said Livingston, leaning over the deck rail. Pass l\fiss Armitage up first. Quick, that rowboat's almost here." "Stop!" whispered Dick, in Capt. Daniels' ear. "There may be treachery. Let me go first A rope ladder had been thrown over the deck rail. Livingston, however, on seeing the number in the boat, disappeared from the rail, and a moment later, when the gangway was opened between decks, he appeared there. "Quick!" he said, "the boat is almost here. Pass Miss Armitage up first." Dick was standing at the prow trying to keep the boat steady by holding onto the vessel's side. He saw Capt. Daniels and Charlie the lady to rise. while Liv ingston knelt down at the gangway and caught her hands. He could not disabuse his mind of intended treachery, but at t11e same time he cotJ!d suggest no other course than to board the vessel. A quick glance showed him ho\\' near the real danger was. The rowboat, with six or eight men in it, that had rounded the cape. was 'ithin firing distance, while the other from the bay was coming fast. It was no time to st:mcl on cercmonY. He saw l\liss Armitage lifted in, and she disappeared past the gangway. Charlie was about to follow her. He had got his hands on the gangway, when Livingston leaned out, and, pre tendinghe was going to help him aboard, deliberately pushed him back. at th e s1rne tin1e niutt P ring an exCllse. as if it was accidental. It was cleverlv done. Charlie fell against apt. Daniels, ind the two toppled back into the boat, almost going into the river The same moment the gangway was closed. The captain mnttered something about his wife "Treachery !" cried Dick. and with a spring such as a cat might make, he caught the fender and climbed up to the deck rail. It was done as quickly as ever a sailor performed it. Some one had drawn up the rope ladder but a moment before.

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BRA VE AKD BOLD. Crossing the deck rail, Di ck drew his revolver. He had bee n loath to take it out before, even for show, les t he should accidentally harm men serving the law; but now that he was confronted by villainy, he would not hesitate to use it. He saw a man on deck folding up the rope ladder. He ran t o hi m, put the r evo lver to his face, and made him drop the rope. This man was the ''Growler." He hurried below to tell Livingston. The vessel was starting. The wheel had made a turn. Their object had been to rescue Miss Armitage, and go off without th e others. Dick fle w to the d e ck rail, and, making fast an end of the rop e la
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BRA VE AND BOLD the cape and the village fairly lined with the excited in habitants. He could hear their shouts and the ringing of the prison bell. "What about your sailors?" he asked, coming to Capt. Daniels' side, "and the performers? Do you intend to leave them ashore?" "The performers were to be left ashore," replied Capt. Daniels, "to make their way back to New York as best they could. Don't fret about them. They have been well paid by Miss Armitage, who is a millionairess many times over." "They came from New York with you, didn't they?" "Yes; you see, it's safe to leave them ashore, because they are not committed in any way. The law can't touch them. They took no part in the escape. They can go quietly back to New York by train, and receive another five thousand dollars' reward from Miss Armitage. As for the sailors, I hope to pick them up down the river. If not, they will try to make their way into the State of Maine, and back to New York." "We've had wonderful success so far "Yes; but don't be too sanguine," said the captain. "We have the worst to face yet-going down the river. Telegrams have already been sent along the line, and government vessel after government vessel will try to stop us. In fact, the authorities will press other boats into service. It's no joke to break open a jail, and rescue a condemned prisoner up here." "No, indeed," said a quivering voice behind them. "I'm as frightened yet as I was when leaving the cell. How good you were, captain, and you, too, Nesbitt." It was Charlie, who had come alongside in time to hear their words. He had changed his dress considerably. He seized and shook the of each. "Livingston's pretty badly hurt," he added. "He seems heart and soul in the escape. He gave his testimony reluctantly, and I believe he tried to clear me." "They don't know as much as I do," thought Dick, as he left the others and walked up the deck. "There's no use in saying anything now when the man is help les s but I'll watch his men, Growler and Hank, all the same." He went to that part of the rail where he had climbed aboard. He leaned over it, just as he had done before when the three shots had been fired almost simultaneously. He then drew himself back, and examined the inner side of the deck rail by the aid of the moonlight. He found what he was looking for, and uttered a low whistle, at the same time clinching his fists. There was a bullet imbedded in the rail! It had been fired from the deck's side, and not from the water! "The man is a villain," he muttered. "He meant to keep us all off the vessel but Miss Armitage. I'll-But he's helpless. He can't do anything now." Dick went below, and had a talk with the ladies. He listened to an effusion of th a nks from Miss Armitage. He soothed her fe a rs by assuring her that the vessel was making great headway, and by morning they would be out of danger. He went to the mate's room, and found the Growler in attendance upon Livingston. The latter appeared to be asleep. "He's restin' easy, thank ye," said the Growler. "The wound's in his shoulder. He'll n ee d great quiet till w e can get where there's a doctor who'll take the bull e t out." Dick went on deck again. It was plain he was not wanted in the mate's room. In fact, Livingston h a d begged th .at no fuss would be made about him. He pre fer re d to be attended to by th e Growl er. The Jan e t, having go t ou t o f sight o f the village, h ad turned its head toward the gulf. It was now making down the river at about ten knots an hour. An unthink ing person would have said that all dang e r was past. But Capt. Daniels knew different, and so did D i ck There were worse dangers to meet than had surrounded them near the prison. The yacht followed gracefully along with nobod y aboard, as was supposed. Dick, looking over the ste rn rail, fancied once he saw a face at the cabin window of the yacht; but later he concluded he had been dec e iv ed by a fantastic trick bf the moonlight and his receptivity t o bad impressions concerning Livingston. He did not men tion his momentary suspicion. Having passed Qu' Appelle again, Capt. Daniels, for a reason of his own, kept the Janet pretty clo s e to t h e southern shore. Everything seemed to be going w ell. The three men Livingston had picked up and Hank ap peared splendid sailors. They obeyed ord e rs cheerfull y for the little there was to do. The vessel spun alon g on the water nicely, causing the objects on the shore t o flt past as so many shadows in a dream. The m e llow moonli ght threw a glamour over all and made the broa d river look like a great mirror, reflecting the beauties of the firmament. Other craft were on the river in plent y but the Janet passed none of them at close range, except a lumber-laden barge, towed by a tug. The beauty of the scene had Dick in raptures. H e kept alone by himself on deck, because Charli e and Mi s s Armitage, the long-separated brother and sister, had much to say to each other in the privacy of the cabin. "What's the matter, captain?" said Dick, presently, seeing that the Janet was turned shorewards. A slight bend in the river made a bay of some width here, and the Janet was nearly two miles from shore "Look," said the captain, quietly, pointing to the land ahead. "I see nothidg," said Dick. The captain beckoned him closer, and again point e d at the same time whispering: "That's the signal we arranged." Dick looked over the bow, and saw a small blaze of light on a littl e hill about half a mile from the river bank. "Are those vour sailors?" he asked "Yes, s aid the captain. "They have escaped as you see. Still there is every danger in pulling up to shore for th e m." \,Vhat's th e danger?" "The danger of pursuit, s a id the c a ptain "Vve 're not more than eight or ten miles from Qu'Appelle. We wen t several miles up the river. Gillans and his men have al most to a certainty been followed." "By the prison authorities?" "Yes. and others. There's no doubt they're near at hand." "Would Gillans light the signal, then?"

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BRA VE AND BOLD. "Yes, through anxiety to get aboard and n o t knowing their danger. Hark! "Heavens! What's that?" exclaimed Dick. "It's a cannon booming," sai
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30 BRA VE AND BOLD. managed to acquaint me with the plan on foot-the last resource, becau se the appeal to the minister of justice had failed." "The eggshell, Charlie--" "Oh, yes; I'll expla.in that. It was a means for me to send word to Mr. Beauchan:p what cell I was being changed to, and what ni ght the warden was to give the jailers a supper. The plan was adopted because Mr. Beauchamp was afraid to ask permission the second time to see me in the jail. I never saw a man so nervous." "But how did you throw it and the salmon can over the wall?" ''In the first place, the can was used to keep the egg shell from being broken by the fall. The shell was put in the can, and it was calculated upon that there was not one chance in a thousand of anyone picking up the can, and thus finding the message. Well, I had one friend in prison-a guard named O'Mara-God bless him Did you notice how little he tried to stop me last night? He merely made a show It was he who threw the messages over the wall, and it was he who gave the signal---cell twenty-seven-from a upstairs' window." ''Ah, I see." "Oh, Nesbitt. you don't know what I suffered, espe cially when I learned of my sister's daring plan, and heard from O'l\1ara th a t old Beauchamp was frightened, and was likely to back out of his share of it at the last moment. Thank God, you came to take his place. Hush, here's sister. She doesn't yet know that you heard proof of my innocence. I'm waiting to give her the glad sur prise when--" "Mr. Nesbitt," said Miss Armitage, who had been walk ing up and down on the watch, and now stopped before the corner in which they were seated, "we owe everything to you--" "I think we owe most to the musicians," said Dick, laughing. "It was funny," said Charlie. "Such music I never hard. I could have laughed only for my terror-and poo r Gillans and his sailors. Oh, they'll all get safe back to New York, and sister and I'll double their reward, too." "The main obstacle." said l\1iss Armitage, "was Mr. Beauchamp's sudde n fright. He even wrote his message to me on birch bark, lest--" He stopped short, :r-.Iiss Armitage screamed, as a sudden flash of light feJI upon them, dispersing the fog, illumin ating the deck, lighting up their pale, startled faces, and making everything about them seem brighter than day. "The searchlight!" cried Charlie, starting up from his chair in t error. There was the sound of footsteps on the deck. Capt. Daniels came running down the passage, pale and breath less, just as the light went m1t. "They are upon us," he cried. "It is the government vessel." "Where?" asked Dick, staring around. "Over the starboard bow," was the answer. "There it is again-the searchlight, and it's on us." Sure enough, from the direction indicated came the light, though in its blinding glare the government vessel itself could not be seen. At that instant it flashed upon Dick that the wisest thing he could possibly do to avoid treachery on the part of Livingston and his men would be to fasten down the hatches now, while th ey were all below, so that they could not possibly get out, or interfere with the captain in any way; to think was to act with Dick; be excused himself to the ladi es, and hurried to the after hatch, and fastened that clown securely, saying to himself all the while what a lucky thing it was that he happened to think about it. After assuring himself that the hatch could not be opened from the under side, he went forward and bolted down the forward hatch in a like manner, all the while being careful not to make any noise. After this had been done, he hastened to Capt. Daniels' side in the wheelhouse, and told him of the precautions he had taken. CHAPTER XIX. Livingston and his men soon discovered that they were imprisoned and could not reach the deck, and they created a great rumpus by pounding furiously on the hatches and demanding that they be rai sed, threatening all the time to burn the ship if they were not opened immediately. The excitement on the J a11et was intense than at any time since it had steamed out of the little inlet east of the .village of Qu'Appelle, pursued by the rowboats carrying the frantic jail officials and others. Miss Armitage was on her knees, crying, with her head resting in the l ap of her faithful friend, Mrs. Dan i els. Dick and Capt. Daniels were up at the wheelhouse talkinrr together in quick, disjointed sentences, the latter of two occasionally sending signals down to the engineer, or speaking to Peter. He was he ading the Ja11et to the northeast, for since the searchlight had vanished he had a faint hope he might elude the vigilance of the gunboat. The fog was not so thick as it had been, yet it impeclecl the vision and de ceived the eye as to distances and the size and form of objects. But it was a help to the anxious ones on the Janet's deck. The excitement between decks were even g-reater than that above. Livingston and his men h ad hea;(j th e noises on deck, and had immediately thrown open the g:111gvvay to look out. They were just in time to see the seco nd flash of the searchlight. "Great thunder!" the Growler cried, when it flashed in his face. dazzling and bewildering him. Livingston's expression of feeling took a different form. He uttered a low curse and then became deadly pal e "Do you hear, men?" he cried, fiercely. "Do y o u see the position I-you are in here, prisoners? I tell you that something must-good heavens! We must get out. if we have to blow the blamed vessel to pieces. It means for me the--" He was going to add the word "gallows," but stopped suddenly. r ecollecting that Growler and Briggs alone had positive knowledge of his guilt in the Bassett case. "Men," h e repeated, "we must force a passage to th e deck. I'm not going to be in a death trap like this. Look. look! I can see the vessel yonrl<>r." "Yes," s::iid the Growler, "an' she's this way, or I'm a dummy." Presentlv those on deck heard a shout, apparently com ingfrom the water. Both Dick and Capt. Daniels went to th e starboard deck rail and looked over. There, beneath them, was

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BRA VE .AND BOLD. 3r ;\-rthur Livingston, standing in the open gangway, look mg up. "Captain," he began, pitching his voice to the key of his former polite tone, "I want you to do me a favor-to be good enough to run the J a.net north to land-it's only a few miles-and let us fellows land. We will--" "Can't see the point, Livingston," said Capt. Daniels, with provoking coolness, preparing to light a stumpy old black pipe. ''Listen, captain. I--" "No use. The case is closed." "Do you mean you won't?" cried Livingston, fiercely. "Vl' on't you put us ashore, or, I say, let us have your row boat. I tell you, captain, there's danger for all of us here. You'd better let Nesbitt and me take the rowboat and. row Miss Armitage and Charlie to the northern shore, and--" The captain laughed in his face. "Do you mean to refuse me, Capt. Daniels-to refuse to put me ashore or let me escape?" cried Livingston, in a tone that bespoke both ferocity and fear. "I do," said the captain, quietly, leaning on the rail, and looking calmly down at him. "You'll stay just where you are." l\Iiss Armitage touched Capt. Daniels on the shoulder. She had heard Livingston's pleading, and remembered only that he had professed friendship for her brother. "Captain," said she, in her sweet, low voice, "do steer to the northern shore, as Mr. Livingston asks, and let him and liis companions disembark. It is not fair that they should have to run further risks with us." The poor girl was anxious to get rid of his disagreeable company. "\Vell, if you say so, Miss Armitage," replied the cap tain, politely, "I must certainly--" "Yes, yes. It won't take long," added Livingston, be low. "Do this for me." "Stop!" cried Dick. "l\1iss Armitage, it is necessary to keep Arthur Livingston just where he is.." "vVhy, Mr. Nesbitt?" "To save your brother from the scaffold." He spoke loudly so that Livingston would hear him. "Why, what do you mean, 11r. Nesbitt?" she asked, in astonishment. "I mean," said Dick, "that this man, Arthur Livingston, the villain of villains, committed the crime of which your brother was wrongfully convicted. He murdered Ned Bassett." "Oh, merciful Heaven!" Mrs. Daniels stepped forward in time to catch the fainting girl. The surprise, the shock, the joy of finding proof of her brother's innocence, which she had ever stoutly maintained,' proved too much for nerves already weakened by fatigue, fright, suspense and want of rest. Livingston heard the words, and immediately left the gangway with a loud and fearful oath that enveloped a murderous threat. The animal part of him was again in the ascendant. He was a lion aroused to fury. "She's coming!" cried Capt. Daniels, looking through his glasses at the government vessel. "Look, Nesbitt," Dick the glasses ; "what are we to do?" Flash! Boom! The familiar low growl of a cannon startl e d all on deck, and made poor Charlie tremble like a leaf. "The warning signal!" cried Dick. "And-hark! What's that?"'' It was a scarcely less ominous sound than that made by the cannon. It was a simultaneous crashing and ham mering at both ends of the vessel. The men below, mad dened into frenzy, were trying to break in the hatches. ''Quick," said Capt. Daniels. "Guard them as well as you can with these revolvers-you and Charlie. Miss Armitage, you and my wife get into the cabin, I must go to the wheelhouse." He was soon at his post, giving orders to the wheels man and the engineer. Dick Nesbitt went to the after hatch, where the crashing noises were the loudest. He stood ready, with re volver in hand, to hold back the men. He glanced toward the government boat, and saw it looming up larger in the fast-dispersing fog. There was no doubt now about its course. It had sighted and rec ognized the Janet, and was bearing down upon it 2 t full speed. Suddenly, to Dick's surprise, he saw the Janet's head being turned south, as if to meet the approaching vessel. "Good heavens! _What is this?"' he cried, and he ran up the deck, and called to Capt. Daniels : "Captain!" he shouted, "what do you mean? You are steering straight for our pursuer." "Captain," yelled 01arlie, coming to Dick's side, "what on earth do you mean? Are you going to meet the government boat?" Capt. Daniels turned round, and looked. down at them from his elevated perch. "Yes, boys," he said, quietly. "I am going to meet them."-"What?" "It's our only hope. Look there I'; He pointed down the deck. The two youths turned and saw four men-Livingston, the Growler and two sailors-standing in the passage near the cabin. They had smashed the after hatch cover just after Dick left it. "Heavens, they'll attack us," said Charlie. "Hush!" said Dick. "Look!" The whole crowd of ruffians, instead of proceeding to overpower Capt. Daniels and his friends, and seize the vessel, w
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32 BRA VE AND BOLD. Five minutes iater the two craft were steaming up the rive; together. None wore handcuffs but Charlie Armitage and Liv ingston. * * * The sequel to the events narrated would form a story in itself, but to those who have followed us this far it need not be told in detail. They can gather it from what little we have to say. It invol ves no less than three public trials, all held in Qn' Appelle shortly after the day on which Livingston was arrested. The first of these was the new trial of Charlie Armi tage, which was granted on representations made to the government by several prominent and influential persons. It was little more than a forrnality--owing chiefly to Briggs' confession..'.......and followed shortly upon a reprieve obtained by Mr. Beauchamp, who started telegraphic com munication with Ottawa an hour after the vessels arrived at Qu'Appelle Needless to say that Charlie was ac quitted. The evidence of Dick and Briggs cleared him, and laid the guilt upon the proper person. The second trial was that of the jail breakers, or those of them that could be found, Gillans and the sailors hav ing escaped, which included Capt. Daniels Dick and Miss Armitage herself. To the surprise of all, even the ac cused parties they got off very lightly, having to pay only a nominal fine. The sympathy of the public and even the court was with them. The government prosecutor and the judge seemed anxious to atone for the terrible mistake that had nearly seni: an innocent man to the scaffold, and they openly showed sympathy for the brave and beautiful girl, and the chivalrous young man and old captain, who had taken the law into their own hands to prevent a miscarriage of justice The judge even went so far as to say, with tears in his eyes: "God bless you, miss. It seems a bad example to set, but I fear I would have done the same myself to save an inno cent brother. May Heaven always protect you and your two chivalrous friends. I fine you each ten dollars," whereat the court cheered lustily. There were bonfires lit in the streets of Qu'Appelle that night, and so popular did the judge become that when he was going away next day a large mob unhitched the horses from the hack and hauled him along the street to the station, amid deafening cheers. Livingston's trial took place a month after the rescue party returned to New York. He was sentenced to be hanged on Briggs' testimony and the Growler's confession. It may be some comfort to a few of our readers.. to know that the sentence was duly carried out. Of the other ruffians, only Growler, Hank and Brigg-s were punished. They were sent to prison for several years each. The rem aining four we.re not even tried, uecause, through the kindness of heart of Miss Armitage, no charge was laid against them. We might here mention a fact that would go to show there may be some good left even in perverted human nature. These same four sa ilors .afterwards sent Miss Armitage a present, to which was attached a paper signed by them, bearing upon it the protestation of their undying gratitude and esteem for her, as well as the assurance that her clemency had made them better men. Two things remain to be told. Some time after our friends returned to New York, Miss Armitage and Charlie collected the whole partythe musicians acrobats. jugg l ers, sailors and all-at their magnificen t home on Fifth A venue, and gave them a fine, banquet, after which she awarded to each a valuable pres ent. Neither Capt. Daniels nor Dick was there, how ever. Miss Armitage would not think of rewarding them in that way. They had done too much. The other thing worth telling is that the Armitages forced Dick to accept a monetary present; but, like the judge's sentence at their trial it was a mere matter of show, for before they arrived in New York, Dick and Miss Armitage were engaged to be married. Charlie having let out the secret message of the cell, and thus precipitated matters; and they were thus like one family. Charlie was very proud of his achievement as a match maker. He had told the sec ret of Dick's love to his sister, and then, in spite of her blush es, had coaxed her secret out of her. He went to Dick and told him Oaire wanted him. When he got them together he cornered them up and apprised them both of their mutual feelin gs That set.tied the matter. Dick's objectjon of his poverty and Armitage's social stand ing were laughed aside. To-day there is in the United States a very wealthy firm known as Armitage & Nesb itt, who deal in such commodities as railroads and steamboats and the like, and one of the partners is the brother-in-law of the otlwr One of them always refers gratefully to the other as "The man who risked his life many times to save me from the scaffold." THE END. The next issue, No. 70, will contain a story by Harrie Irving Hancock, telling of the trials and troubles 0f a young cadet after leaving the military academy It sh o ws how true grit and courage win out against the most 1'1surmountable obstacles. The story is entitled, "Checkmat ed by a Cadet; or, Conquered by Chance." If you are the least bit interested in the part that is played by blind chance and circumstance in the lives of most people you will not miss reading this story.

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