Diamond Dick's cannon-ball special; or, Handsome Harry's finest


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Diamond Dick's cannon-ball special; or, Handsome Harry's finest

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Diamond Dick's cannon-ball special; or, Handsome Harry's finest
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Diamond Dick, Jr.
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BOY$ issued Weekly. By Subscription $2.50 per year. Entered as Second Class Matter at New York Post Office by STREET & SMITH, 238 William St., N. Y. No.284. Price. Five Cents.

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Ja. Issued Weekly. .By Subscription /2so per year. Entered as Second Class Matter at the N. Y. Post Office, by STREET & SMITH, 238 Wtlliam St., N. Y. Entered according to Act of Congress in tlieycar 1902, in tlte Office of tlte Librarian of Congress, Wasltington, D. C. No. 284 NEW YORK, March 22, 1902. Price Five Cent s amond ick' s Cannon= Ball Special; OR, HANOf)ME HFlRRY'S FINEST. By the author of "DIAMOND DICK." CHAPTER I. FORTY POUNDS OF BULI,ION. "Hello, Griswold!" "Howdy, D iamond Dick." "When did yo u c ome down from the Little Ophir?" "Jest got here. Feared I'd miss this show au' I humped myself like Sam Hill. I'm pertic'ler fond of a shmv-like it b e tte; : u a squaw does a string o' glass beads. '' "What have yo u go t in the bag?" "Forty pounds o' bull io n ter go by express." "This is no place for forty pounds of bullion." "Oh, I ain't skeered. I've c ome down with four hundred pounds many a time." "Why didn't you pnt it in the express office?" 1 "Feared I'd miss the beginnin' o' the show." "Come over to my office with me and we'll put it in the safe. The expres s office is closed by thi :.; time." Jary, Dick. I'll hang onter the yaller stuff. Hold yer whis t, now. Hyer comes a gal, an' I'll btt we're gain' ter h ev somethin' fine. Whoop-ya sis: Cnt l oose with y er funny bizness !" The scene was the Kohinoor Concert Hall-a very large room in the Kohinoor Hotel, Onray, Ar i z ona The Nonpareil S p ecialty Compan y held the boards, and every ticket brought in four-bits. Old Diamond Dick was there, and so was young Diamond Dick, and Handsome Harry, and Two-Spot Peters, and Bung Loo.

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Dl/\MOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKL Yo 3 haf to be took to der undertaker alretty. Dis iss my turn I)) "You're givi11> 115 all a turn P' was Two-Spot's come-back. "Go soakee bead!>' chimed in Bung Loo. 's my und--n "I'm glad it ain't mine,,, said the Bowery boy, subsiding. "I vili hand yol1 a gouple oudt in front, ven der show iss over,'> the Dutchman went on. Then he quit giving his attention to the New Yo:k kid and talked to the audience. "Kind peoples, I haf a good vone for yon. Lis'en vonce. Oof 'Goo-Goo Eyes' i ss a und 'Sveet Marie' iss a doo-shtep1 vat iss 'Bred in C)ld Kenducky'? Ah, ha, I haf got you now. F i v e cents a loaf, don 'cl id?" 1'wo-Spot groaned, Buug I.,oo yelped and straight ened out in his seat, and a revolver cracked from back toward the door, and Fritz had to nm from t11e stage to save l 1 is life. 1'he next man on t}1 e bills was "Neb, the modern Hercules." He came out in trnnks and tights, planted himself firmly and held up his arms .. Then he turned arom:d, still posing, so the eyes of the audience could gaze at the muscles of his back. "Every move a picture J>' chirped Two-Spot. Some one rolled out a ca1monball. The modern Hercules picked it up and played with it. Then came another ball, and he played with both, juggling them as a juggler would toss marbles. The Serpent of Siskiyou was interested, and l:e traded seats with a man iu the front row. Another cannonball was rolled in and Neb kept tho three of them in the air. It was a difficult feat, and one of the balls dropped, shot across the stage, passed between two of the foot lights and might have smashed the piano but for Harry. With a bound, he sprang forward, caught the ball and held it high in the air. "Judgme-nt!1 he bellowed. "Take your base!" the New York k!d shouted, ancl the audience sent up a roar. "Git up thar, Har:y, an' give him a few lesson'.:!:' ca lleJ some one. "Do a stunt yerselfJ" crie d Andy Griswcld. "Ketch it, neighbor!" said Harry; and hurled the ball straight at the strong man. But the strong man didn:t want to "ketch :t." It was coming with too much force, so he dodged, and the spectat ors went frantic. "Fake!" was the cry. 8No good J>' "Stampede the outfit! Restless and noi.sy movements were heard from every part of the hall, and it looked as though there was to be trouble. Old Diamond Dick, however, leaped into his cha.it. "Order!" he commanded. "You have paid your money to see this show, and if you've been fool e d you have ouly yourselves to blame. Let it go on to a finish! I won't countenance any iuterfereuce." The old veteran was aiming to protect the per formers, and was not expecting the next move on tbe part of the strong man. Coming quickly down to one end of the row of footlights, the modern Hercules bowled one of the cannon balls along the row, smashing every l amp; tli en, quick as a fl.ash, he picked up a smaller ball and launched it straight at the big lamp which swung over the center of the hall. "Rough-house!" roared foe strong :uan, as d ark ness enveloped the scene; "two-minutes rough house!' And then they had it, good and plenty. !?. CHAPTER II. TWO-MINUT!:!S ''ROUGH-HOUSE.'' 'l'o say that oM Diamond Dick was astounded at this play on the part of the strong man wo11ld have painted it mildly.

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,Dff\MOND JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLYo Wiiether that part oi the act was dowtTO!l the bills or not the old v e t eran did not know. did he h ave time to do much guessing . He endeavo r e d to shout a command, but his voice was drowned in the 1iubbnb. In a twinkling the audience was turned into an u11ruly rabble. Those in t11e rear tried t o rush toward the stage, and those in front made al! attempt to plunge for the doors. The was t h e warmest kind of a mixup, and friends pummeled friends, unable to distingl1ish from foe in t:ie darkness. 'rl1e shock of battle made the windows rattle and, every now and then, t he roar was punctuated by shots as a man unloosened his shooters and turne d loose at the ceiling by way of i ncreasing the excitem ent. Oid and young Diamoud Dick, and Handsome Harry managed to get togeth e r and made a systematic attempt at enforcing order. The old veteran, after a time, s ucce eded in mak ing himself heard. His authoritative v oice had its effect, and at l ast Frenchy, ti1e half-breed Canuck, who owned the hotel and coucert hall, appeared on the stage with an assistant, each of them carrying two lamps. Climbing to an elevated position, old Diamond Dick called out: "The row was started by this alleged company of actors, and you men in the audience c a n hardly be blamed, but the melee is a disgrace to the town of Ouray. It is very fortunate that there were no women children present, otherwise there is no telling how serious a condition of affairs might resulted. "From what I can learn the Nonpareil Specialty Company is an aggregation of fakes and deadbeats, and you may that you have all been skinned out of your entrance money. "But that is no excuse for making trouble, and 1 have had all of this rough-house work that l',m going to stand to-night. I would like Audy Griswold to come up here with m e and my pards, and the rest of y on can take your departure as quietly as yon can.'' The Dicks, Harry and the two boys were on the stage. A m a n strnggled tlirongh the pres s and leaped up b eside them. The man wa s not Griswold, but Buck Keever, the sheriff of Ouray Connty. "Wha t kind of an outfit i s thi s Special t y Com pany, anyhow?'' growled Keever. "Skinners the lot of 'em," ans wered Harry. ''And the strong boy is the boss skinner of the lot," put in the New York kid, "but I can't just figure out what Fritz Dnnder is training with the pin-heads for. Wienerwurst is straight goods or u se d to be.'' "Why did the strong m a n give the signal for a roqgh-honse?" put tn Diamond Dick, Jr. "I can't understand that." "Isn't Griswold down there?" shouted Diamond Dick. "He must hev slipped out, Dick," some one c alled back. "He couldn't have done that,,, answered the old veteran. ''He was clos e t.o me when the fracas began, and we were both well down in front so that it would have b e en almost impossible for Griswold to get aw ay." "I tell you wan t'ing, Deek," said Jean, the Canuck, "maybe he got t'roo unter de stage? Py gar, I b e t he did Diamond Dick had not thought of that. "Bertie," said he, "you and Harry and the boys take a look for Andy Griswold. He was foolish enough to bring in here some forty ponnds of Little Ophir bullion. Look through the ball for Andy and the bullio11, and Keever and I will do the same in this part of the layo11t. '' Youug DiaUJoud Dick, Harry and the boys started for the auditorium, and tlie old veterau, taking a lamp from the Cannck's hand, leape d to the floor near the p i ano, pulled open a trap under tlie stage, and pursued the search in tl.iat direction.

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DIAMOND DICK9 JR.-THE BOYSP BEST WEEKLYo 5 1ot only was it impos!Sible for them to find Gris wold and the t reaslue he had foo1i shly brought iuto the hall with him, but neither could any of the Specialty Company be found. Their trunks were in the dressing-rooms, open and with contents disarranged, but the members of the company had vanished. "The sheriff of Tough Nut will be up here to night t o attach this lot of truck," said old Diamond Dick, waving his hand toward the trunks, "and you'd better take charge of them, Keever, and wait till he comes." 11'11 d o it," replied the sheriff, and proceeded to drag the trn11ks all "into one and to close the 1ids Diamond Dick went out on the stage and found Bertie and Jean. "Griswold i s n t anywhere around," said the young sport, "and neither i s the bag of bullion. " May be he got avay vid it, eh?'' suggested the Just as the Canuck vanished into the wings at 011e side, Two-Spot Peters appeared at the other. "Second floor," cried the New York kid, "Room No. 6, at the end of the ball! I beard some one groaning in there an' tried to get in, but the strong man jumped out of another room, grabbed me and threw me down the stairs. Make a try at room 6 !" Eandsome Harry beard the alarm, and he to the stage and followed the Dicks as they hurried through a n entrance which led into the office of the hotel. f>. moment later the three friends were racing up the stairs to the second floor. "Look out!" called Diamond Dick, the instant they reached the hall and started along it. A rumbling sound followed his words, and the old veteran leaped into the air to permit the passage of a cannonball which came bumping along the boards. Bertie likewise got ant of the way, but the old Serpent spread out 11is fret and reached clown with Canuck. "He might haf got unter ze stage and vent his big hands, and caught the ball, alt11ough the im-out by ze stage entrance, and zat ees v'y ve no find hcem." "H's possible," returned old DiaJJ1011d Dick, "b11t it's more probable, according to my way of thinking, tha t this company h a d their eye on the bullion and made the d i stnrbance for the simple purpose of lifting it." "Yon think they steal ze bullio11 ?" gasped Jean, rolling his eyes. "It would be easy for the strong man to run out from under llie stage and grab Griswold in the con fusion and darkness I do11 't say that he did, but Sll!:i piciou poi11ts that way." "Py gar!" cri e d the Canuck, rnnning off into the wings, "they have not paid for ze hall, they have not pa i d ze bo:ird-bill A gang of rob-bairs, efery wan! But I catch dem, you bet I catch dem !'' The auditorium was now empty save for Hand some Harry, who was turning over the chairs in a fin al attempt to get some glimpse of the missing Griswold. pact nearly threw him over. modern Hercules and the girl were standing farther do>vn the hall in front of the door of room 6. They were still c1ad in their stage costumes and seemed determined to oppose the advance of the Dicks. "Stand where ye are!" cried the big fellow "What's the matter with you?" asked Diamoncl Dick. "There ain't 11othi11' the matter with me," said the strong man, through his teeth, "but there'll be somethin' the matter with y ou follers if ye keep interfcrin' with us." "Stow yer guff!" retort ed the old Serpent, angrily. "Ye kain't run things as ye please in this man's town, an' we'll put ye next ter tbet in erbout sixty howlin' seconds!" "Why did you put out the lights in the concert hall and raise a disturbance?'' demanded Diamond Dick, sternly. "You people was raisin' hob with u s an' the only

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DIAMOND DICK9 JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. way fer us ter escape was ter git ye ter figh tin' amollg yerse i ves. Go 'way an' leave us alone." "VJe'll go away," answered the old veteran, "but not until we have a look into room 6." "Ye'll never look inter this room." "Why not?" "Kase one of the members of the company is sic k in there, an' he can't b e disturbed." "G-et out of the way!" commanded old Diamond Dick, taking a revolver from his pocket and started along the hall. "I aiu 't afeared o' yer gun," snarled the big fel low; "come nigh me an' I'll make ye think ye was hit by a cyclone." The girl, an angry look on her face, plucked a dagger from the bosom of her stage dress and made ready to be o f what assistance she could to her com panion. The Dicks, side by side, adv anced steadily, .. and the old Serpent, stooping suddenly, bowled the can non hall between them and knocked the strong man's feet out from under hirr.. The big shot sped on and came to a halt against the wall at the side of the door to room 6 with a force that m ade the building shiver. "Now, then," said young Diamond Dick, spring ing toward the girl, "we've got matters right in our own hands.'' CHAPTER III. FRITZ LEAVES HIS CARD. Mademoiselle Zuleika did not stand pass ively and allow the young sport to disarm her. On the contrary, she leaped toward him like a tigress, the dagger sweeping in a half c ircle over her ,, head. As the blow descended, Bertie deftly dodged and caught the girl by the wrist. She struggled like a fiend, but he had no difficulty at all in holding her. "Steady!" he cried; "I don't want to b e rough with you, but you have got to keep quiet!" Meanwhile, the strong man had e11deavored to rise from the floor; he was preve11tecl, however, by the old veteran, who placed a foot on his brea s t and forced him down. "Lie right where you are," said Diamond Dick, making a threaten gesture with his revolver; "we're going to see who it is that's occupying room 6, and if you try to prevent ns you'll regret it." The strong man muttered a curse, but the blued barrel of the old veteran's forty-four, co vering him at such close rauge, took all the ::esistance out of him. "Harry," went on Diamond Dick, "see who1s in that room." Handsome Harry stepped to th!.! door and tried it, but found it locked. "Force it," said the old Yeteran. "Keno, pard," answere d Harry, picking up the cannonball and retreating a few ste ps. Poising the solid shot i11 his right hand, the old Serpent held it for a moment, and then threw him self forward and let the miss ile go. 'l' he iron ball struck the door wi th a tremendous crash, bursting it inward. The racket cau s ed by t!Je set-to bronght the aud Buck Keever to the scene. "V'at you do?" cried the half-breed. "Two-Spot Peters h ea rd groans coming from within that room," replied Diamond Dick, "and we thought we would investigate and discover the cause The strong :nan and. the girl tried to prevent us, that's all." "Harry has just done a little specialty of h:s own," laughed Diamond Dick, Jr., "and effected an entrance.'' ''What have you doue with the trunks, Keever?" queried Dick. ' Left 'em in charge of a deputy." '"I'hat'sright. Don't let them get out of your pos session until the sheriff from rl'ough Nut arrives." ' Vatvill I doforze board bill dat i s s owing to me?" spoke up Je an "Some odder wan gets ze trunks, and, by gar, I gd 11ozzing." "\.'ou gd the e xperience," said young Diamond

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Dll\MOND DICK. JRo-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLYo Dick, shaking the girl's hand, which lie was still ho'.ding, and forcing her to let go of the dagger. The knife fell and Bertie stamped his heel on the ti1in blade :ind broke it in pieces. "Have you a pair of bracelets with yon, Keever?" asked Diamond Dick. 1 Y cs,'' answered the s h eriff, developing a pair. "Then place on this man and take him to the lock-up. You'll have to look out for him. He's stro11g as a horse, but I dori't think h e could slop a bulld ;f yon fired it at him r.t close .range." ''What abont the girl?" inquired Keever, after stooping and snappi11g the darhies about the strong man's thick wrists. "Shall I take her to the lock-up along with big duffer?" Diamond Dick, Jr., will keep her a prisoner for a short time, and then we will let her go." The old veteran passed into room 6 'rhere was no lamp in the room, but a sufficient amount of light drifted in from the hall to :nake surroundings fairly distinct. 'l'he form of a man, tied hau
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!DHAMOND DICKo JR.-TiiE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY o 9 He kuew that the D11tch boy must have had som hidden motive iu joiniu g this aggregati on of grafters, aud 'rwo-Spot wanted to find out what it was As b fore state d, h o w ever, he was doomed t o dis appointment, and he finally went to 1.he corral, w h e r e horse s w ere kept for s a l e a n d for hire What h e l earned the r e t ook him back to the hotel in a hurr y. "Ho w did you c ome out a t room 6 ?"he asked. The old vetcrau tol d h im. "Gee!" muttere d the b oy; "the s tro11g g u y and his p als have play ed a swift game It was a hot t ouch for the bulliou, a11d i t looks as thongh they 1 1 a d made the r i ffie. But here's something Diarnou d Dick, and it's a straight tipI got i t at the corral. "A oneeyed blok e b o u g h t e [ ght horse s ther e, this afterno on, a11d paid d own the rno n iu h arrl ca s h. About eight o'clo c k this g m., the cayuses-that is six of them-were o rdere d under saddle. "1'he other two were l oaded l lp wi t h a lot of plun d e r that h a d been taken off the train that brought the Nonpareil outfit early in t h e afternoon. "Abou t nine o'clock, s o the k eepe r of the corral m id, live men rus hed up, jest a-smokin ',the one-eyecl geezer i n the l ead Jumpiug i11to the s addles tl 1 ey made off at a k een nm, leacli11' the hors e with the empty saddle an' the twu pack animals .'' "Which w<1y did the y go?" Diamond Dick a s k e d "Yo11 c a n search me. 'Didn' t the rnan at ti1e corm! know?" "Nixey. He was poundin' his ear a t the time, a ucl o.nly ro11se d up as the men were gallopiu' off. Bnt h e co1111ted 'em, and lie saw the bloke with the dous ed lamp-he'll s we a r to that." "What kind o f pltmder was it that the p ack-hors es c arried?" "Some of i t looked like bicycle wheels, and there w a s something that looked like a sail. That's the song the corral-keeper threw into me, but I thought he was dippy." "Well," remarked Diamo11d Dick, "there's some thi n g in the wind, and the Nonpar ei l Specialty Com pany have got a new specialty up their sleeve which they are going to spring i n mighty shott order. 'l'hey'll have to tip their hand before long, and then we'll know a good dea l more than w e do now.' "Sure," replied Two-Spot. "But think of Fritz floati n around with these gazabus! Wouldn't it upper-cut you? 1 'd give a bunch of the long green, right now, to kuow what Dutcliy is up to." The old veteran went upsta i rs to bed. In the morning wh e11 h e got up he saw a playing card tucke d under the bottom of h is chamber door. It wa s the ace of clubs and was lying face up. Tbe re was writing a ll aroll n d the pip, and the o1d v e t eran p o s s e ssed h i m se if o f t h e card and r ead t11e fol l ow ing: "Tiamont Tick: I n m vo rkin der chob oof my l ife. Dot's righdt. Oof I vin ondt, I make a t'ousand. tollars; oaf I fail, Jere vill be vo n e D n tchrnan le ss, uncl do n 'd y o\l forget i d Oxc oose me fo r not making a reco guitiou mit you, und Pertie, und DouSlipot, aber id v as imbo s siple. Gome riglidt avay mi
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DiJ\MONO JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY .. "How's :hat?'' "Read this ai1d you'll unders tand all abont it." The o:d veteran pushed the playing card under the door. D{amond Dick, .Tr., stopped and })icked it up and old Dick could hear his astonished as he read Fritz Dunder's message. 'where's Bung Loo?" die o]d veteran asked. "I haven't see n him since you started him to fol lowing the girl. He's not in his room." "Js Griswold around?" ''Yes.)' ''A 11d 'rwo-Sput and Harry?'' ''They 're both downstair;; with Keever.:' ""VVell, they'll make i:p our party. Have tile horses sent around, Bertie.'' Voung Diamoncl D ic:z left a t once to make ready for the start, and to show F ri tz Dunder's communic a t ion to those below A n 11our later the Chinese ::ioy iiad stiil failed t o preseut himself, and Dick and his friends took to their horses and started on the lo n g ride that w as to bring them to the borders of the "Painted Desert." There were six i u the party-old and youn g Dia mond Dick, Handsome Harry, Two-Spot Peters, Andy G r iswold a nd Buck Keever. Each man carried a "Winchester in. addition to his small arms, and had a t 11is saddle ca11tle a sufficient supply of food to last for two days. They w ere going into a country where there .were no settled habitatious aud where only ar: occasional pro5peetor bad the 11anlihood to venture. Water would be scarce on way, and tbe old veteran did not intend to go far from the last water hole on this si d e of the desert's _edge. 'The "Pa in ted Desert'' W "Tl1e writiug isn t a said Diamoud Dick, .J:. ''I should say nit," chimed in the New York k:d. "'l'he lingo to Fritz all audit couldn't lJc countedeited. "I r eckon thet's so,: observed Handsome Harry. 'l'lie sun was 110\v very hot, and the horses were fairly !athered with sweat. In th::it country, where a lllan's Efe ofteu depends

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Dl/\MOND DICK9 JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 11 on the speed a:1d endurance of his horse, it was the custom of the Dicks always to consider the comfort of their animals even before they did their own. For this reason, speed was slackened as the h ea t increased and noon fou11d the party but little more than two-thirds of the way to their destination. A midday halt was maLle at a water hole, while the trwelers executed an attack on their rations, and gave the horses an opportnuity to browse on the scant grass. After an hour, the joun1ey was resumed. "How about t he Tough Nut 'rerrors ?" inquired Andy Griswold. "Hev they been bolherin' you fel lers any latel y Diamond Dick?" 'The Dicks had had a brush with a gang knowu as tlie "Terrors" not long before, and .i.iad captmed tile leader and several of his comrades. "They haven't peeped since that skirmi s h we had wit!1 them over in the Mojave Canyon country," an swered Diamond Dick. "Gle-ory ter snakes an' kiboshes!" muttered Harry. "It's my opine thar ain't any of 'em left ter peep." "Yes, there are, old pard," put in young Diamo:1d Dick; "there are plenty of them left, but I reckon they're not anyways anxious to meet up with old Diamond Dick and h is outfit." 'rI1e country through which the riders were gallop ing was of a hilly nature, and these uplifts would ex tend clear to the border of the desert. The horses were headed through ravines and coulees, in order t o avoid fatign:ng cEmbs over the steep and cactus-covered rises. As t he little valleys aHgled in serpentine fashion, Diamond Dick and his party were compelled to cover many more miies th an would have been necessary could they have followed a direct course. The old veteran and the young sport were in the \'an of the riders, and as they galloped around a rocky spur they almost co1lided with the foremost men of another mounted party, riding in the opposite direction. Owing to the grassy nature of the ravine, the fall of the horses' hoofs made little or no noise to apprise either party of the other's approach, and the meeting was in the 11atnre of a startling surprise. Horses were reined back until thrown almost upon their haunches. After the first exclamation of surprise, t!1e two out-fits remained for a moment passively gazing at each other. Old .Diamond Dick's eyes ashed over the men ahead. He saw that there were ten of them, that they were armed to the teeth, and that, if appearances counted for anything, they were freebooters and cutthroats of the very worst order. Although the old veteran's acquaintance with the Nonpareil Specialty Company was of the very brief est kind, he was certain that these men had nothing to do with the actors who had fled frorn Ouray. Iii this gang of ten there was no one-eyed man, no Fritz Dnnder. And then, of course, the bravos outnumbered the actors two to one. "'rhe Diming Dicks!" shouted a man in the lead of the roughs. '"rhe Di ming Dicks!" echoed the riders behind 111m Go fer 'em!" "Hyer's our chance!" ''Revenge!'' "Show 'em thar's a few of the 'l'errors left yit !" Then, in the wink of an eye, guns became trumps, and a red-hot scene was pushed into the grooves. CHA P'l'ER V. THE ?PECTRE SHIP. Thus unexpectedly had old Diamond Dick and his frieuds come into contact with some of the Tough Nut Terrors who bad still kept the field. A crack of firearms broke upon the stillness of the valley, accompanied b y tumultuous yells. "Ride them down!" shouted old Diamond Dick, lifting 11imself in his stirrnps and wielding a six shooter in either h'lnd. As he voiced the command, he rattled his spurs and his horse, leaped straight to ward the 'l'errors and their leveled weapons. ''Down with the train-wreckers!'' cried Diamond Dick, Jr. "Give 'em the crimp!" chimed in t he New York kid, always well to the front whenever there was any trouble doing. As for the Serpent of Siskiyou, he stood straight up in his s tirrups, his red hair flying out behind him, waving his forty-fours.

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12 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKl't'.,1 "Gle-ory to suakes an' knockouts!" he bawled. "Hyer's old Diming Dick, the champeen g11n handler an' all-around outlaw t a mer of the Pacific Slope, an' son Bertie, au' pard Harry1 ripe an' ready fer a game of touch-an'-go Wake up, snakes, an' sound yer rattles! Ole Dick an' his pards aire 011 tlie pike with the throttle wide open! CPar the track er look out fer trouble! Whoop-ya!" The rrerrors did not last long, and the bat t le was over before it had fairly begun. N othiug could have withstood the dashing charge of the old veteran, the young sport, and their com panions. After a short r esista nce, the outlaws broke and fled, leaving three of their behind them. Handsome Harry Bertie and Keever gave pursuit, but Diamond Dick and Audy Griswold and Two Spot remained behind. Griswold's left arm bad been scratched by a bullet, and while hes.at i11 his saddle bandaging the wound with a handkerchief, the old veteran dismounted to have a look at the three Terrors who had found it impossible to make off with their comrades. Two of these were dead, and the third had but a few minutes left him. "Who is the leader of your gang?" inquired Dick of the dying reneg ade "Ye'll find out afore ye' re many day::; older,'' was the grim response. ''Between us fellers an' you, Diming Dick, thar's war to the hilt. This hyer ken try ain't big enougli fer oo an' you-one or t'otber hev got ter go ter the wall.'' "What is your gang doing in this section?" "Gatherin' up recruits. They'll hev enough men, next time they come down on ye, so'st ye won't hev no show at all." "Where are they going to get recruits?" "Oh, they'll git a plenty! Miners, cattlemen, road agents, actors--" "Actors?" interjected Dick, quickly. "'rbet's what I said." ''What actors?'' "Ask me no questions an' I won't tell ye any lies. Sab
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DIAMOND DICK9 JRo-TtlE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. "I have it," he said, at last, his face clearing. ''The Terrors have be n separated since the capture of their leader. Their new leader summoned them and they rendezvoused at White Rock. Per haps, also, they were to meet the members of the Nonpareil Specialty Company at White Rock." "Ye've struck it, pard !" cried Handsome Harry, bringing bis right fist down in the palm of his left hand. ''White Rock, as I remember it, is dght at the border of the Painted Desert. This hyer is what they call evidence.'' "I think so," returned the old veteran, quietly, "and it's time for ns to ride." "How about thos e fellows?" queried Bertie, nodding toward the bodies of th e three Terrors. "Their companions will probably come back after them, w he n we're out of tlie way. Spurs and quirts, boys!" J A way they weut at speed, and did not d r aw rein again until they found the mselves at Casey's Well, the last water hole on their course. It was five o'clock in the afternoon, and th e horses were unsaddled and turned out t o browse on the mesqui t e beans which hung thickly on the bushe s about the well. When eight o'clock came there was a full moon rnuminating the hills almost with the brightness of day. A three hours' rest had fr eshened up both the men and the horses, and the old veteran gave the order to saddle up. After mounting, the animals were allowed to drink their fill and the start for White Rock was made. This landmark capp e d the summit of a low bill and overlookt:d the wide reaches of the desert. A stiff breeze was blowing, and now and then a straggling cloud w as wafted across the moon, obscur ing the Vi.'hite Rock was approached c autio usly, but, although a circu i t wa s made of the b as e of the l1ill, there were 110 signs of life observable at the summit. "We'll ride to the top," said D iamond Dick, "and have a look across the de sert." The climb was fairly easy, and tlie party w e re soon at the su mmit, bunc hed to ge th e r on the upper sur face of the huge bowlder, straiuillg their eyes to pierce the distant gloo111 of t he desert. "I kain't see a bloomin thing," grumbled Hand-some Harry, after a silence broken only by the distant howls of the coyotes. "Gee!" cried the startled voice of the New York kid; "I wonder if I'lll dopy ?" "Why?" a s ked Diamond Dick, Jr.., looking at the boy, who was gazing spellbound at a part of the desert which hugged the bordering hills. "Look for yourself I" whispered Two-Spot, point ing. "Either l've gone off 111y trolley or else there's a ship-a one-mast e r with all sails set an' comin' this wa y Hol y smoke!;' "The kid's rig ht!" m urrn ured the Californian, in an awed voice. "A s hip, s ailin' acrost dry laud!" said Andy Gris wold, in tremulous tones. "It's a specter ship, au' we're doomed! D'ye bear? The hull pack of us aire doomed." "The F l yi n Dutchman!" j erked ont Keever. Grisw o ld w h irl ed his hors e to flee, but old Diamond Dick gripped th e bridle. "Steady!" said he. "Don' t lose your nerve, Gris wold. If it's a specter ship it c an't harm any one. Watc h it!" All eyes were turned 011 the approaching v essei. Without a sound, the great white sail bore the ship toward' them through the moonlight. There wer e men aboard of her-men silent as statues and seemin g like g h os ts in the pale moon beams. Not 011e of the crew spoke and the sight of the crafter, gliding across tlle solid earth as it might have sailed t he sea, together with the awful stillness which reigned everywhere, was terrifying in the ex treme. Even the howls of the coyotes were hushed. "Oh, gee! Oh, whisp e red 11wo-Spot,' and then shut his teeth hard, knottea himself 11p in his saddle, and l ooked awa y CHAPTER VI. THE "FLY-BY-NIGH'r." ':A mirage!" said Bertie, between his teetli, watch ing the ship as though fascin a ted. "No," returned Diamond bick; "110 one ever saw a mira ge at night. To have a mirage you must have the sun.'' "She's co111in' straight fer us said Griswold, with chattering teeth.

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14 DHf\MOND DRCK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLYo "Let her come, Andy," answered the o1d veteran. "The closer she gets to us the better I'll like it." As the mysterious v ess el swept nearer, one of the figures aboard of h er made a move and a sound was borne np to the watchers on the rock. The sound was a flapping of canvas as the upper boom of the sail came slipping down the mast. Then the jib w as lowered, and the craft glided on with lessenin g momentum until she came to a dead stop nnder the hill. On hearing these sou11ds and witnessing these movements, too earthly for the maneuvering of a ghost ship, the fears gradually left those 011 White Rock who were prone to superstition. As if to dissipate their last remnant of fear, a voice floated up-a hnman voice if one ever spoke: "Ahoy, the rock!" "Ahoy, the boat!" returned old Diamond Dick, making a trnmpet of his hands. ''Are you the Tough Nut Terrors?" "Wall, I reckon! What ship is tliet?" The old veteran disguised his tone and assumed the vernacular of the frontier. '-'The Fly-by-Night, with H black Rag at the mast head. Look!" Simultaneously with the S])eaker's words, a roll of black bunting sped up to the top of the mast and blew out in the night wind. The moonlight caught its surface and Dick and his pards saw a skull and cro ssbones embroidered on the banner. ''A pirate!,, exclaimed Keever. "Ay," came back from the ship, "the pirate of the desert, ready to raid all the in the hills and evade pursuit by swooping across into Mexico! A lightning express couldn't catch us. We want to join your gang. Is Siwash Pete, your leader, with YOU?'' "Ef he ain't," returned Diamond Dick, "ye'll never see him. How many are ye?'' "Five men and a woman." "We don't want no women!" "You'll want me," cried a shrill voice, as a form in masculine attire stood up in the rear of the boat. "I'm Meg Lemoyne, Siwash, and I'm a crackerjack with a gnu an' can throw a knife as straight as I can shoot a bullet." "vVall, mebby ye'll do," Dick resumed. "I thort thar was more to yer gang.'' "There was another girl, but we didn't inteud to bring her nohow." "And another man," spoke up the voice of the first speake r, "the strong mau, and the best of the Jot. He was captured, but broke jail and is now at Hennepin 'sold shack, taking care of our horse s He had a night rid e in a buckboard, from Ouray, and was about tuckered when lie got to the shack, so we left him to rest up a bit." "Yah,
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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-Tf-lE BOYS' BEST WEEKLYo t5 A fusillade of sl1ot s was sent toward the hillside, and the shooting was kept up while the boat got under way and galher ed speed. It was a waste of ammunition, for Dick aud his friends were descending in the s hadow of the hill and could not be seen. A wild whoop of disappoi11tme11t went up from the Serpent of Siskiyou, and muttered exclanrntions fell from the lips of the old veteran and the young sport. But for the alarm they would have made a short trail of it, aud rnn in the men tl:e y wh( r 2 after with their customary celerity. "Go 'it!" cried old Diamond Dick "Let's make an attempt to overhaul the boa t bdore it gathers headway!" But the attempt was in vain. Spurs and quirts were used unsparingly, when the surface of the desert was reached, but the Fly-by Niaht, with all canvas set, bore away at a terrific b speed, and could not have been caught by a railway train. "No use," said Diamond Dick, drawing rein; "horses have their limitations and can't overtake a streak of lightning." As the pursuers rounded to in a disappointed bunch and watched the receding outli11es of the boat, the craft struck an obstruction of some kind--possibly a stone which had found its way to the d esert from the bills. Like a horse taking a l1urdle, the Fly-by-Night leaped into the and oue of h e r crew, with a terrified yell, shot upward aud outward and fell in a dark heap on the hard surface of the plain. "Gle-ory to snakes an' skin of yer teeth!" jubilate d Handsome Harry. "Tlrnr's one o' the varmints left behind, anyhow." "No loss without some small gain, n remarked Dick, aud spurred to the prostrate form at a allop. rrhe form, by the time Dick and his friends arrived, was sitting up on the ground in a dazed way. "Fritz Dunder !" exclaimed the old veteran. "The Hot Tamale!" added the j'oung sport. "I'm a farmer if it ain't Wienerwnr s t !" said t he New York kid. "He took a header and went over board. Aiu t this the funniest ever?" CHAPTER VII. FRITZ DUNDER1S G:\.:\IE "Ac\ Ju licber !"exclaimed the bewildered Dutchmau, :ubhiug l1is head. "How do you feel, Dutel!?" asked 'l'wo-Spot, jumping dowu from his horse a11d hun-yiug to Fritz Duuder's side "I feel like I had fell off mit a gomet uu
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16 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLYo mit d er proom-peddler. I dell you vone ding, che u tlemen." "Then cough it up, Dutchy," said Harry, an' don't h ang fire " l pet der proom man vill be sorry. Und he h as got so many prooms-schust
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Dlf\MOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 17 'Vat you gif me oof I find der t'ief 1111d ged der ponds pack?' I says. Und he say, 'Vo11e t'ousand tollars.' So dot's id Dere's cler game. I vas t o look for der man mit cler vone eye. "Uncl luck vas mit der Hot Tamale. I vent to chain a gang oof blayers, so dot I could get ofer der gountry kevicker as I vas doing, nnd ve11 I saw der manager, you could haf knocked me town mit a fedder ven I saw dot he hat only vone eye! "I chained cler gompany, mid ven I vasu't 011 der stage I vatchecl der vone-eyed rnau like some hawks, I bed you ''Vell, I founclt m e oudt pooty soon dot be vas der vone, und dot der gompany vas a lod oof deaclt-peats uncl grafclers. Dey saidt clot cley vas goin' to clioiu some Derrors ouclt in Arizony, und dey ask me vould I go along und chain, cloo. I say, 'Yah, you bed I vill.' "Durin' der rumpns lasdt night I found vere Chet Pagsby carried der vallet, und I laid for it. "Vile der poat vas bein' put togedder in Hennepin' shack, I gt my hants on cler ponds, und den ve shtarted for der Vite Rock to meet rnit cler Derrors, und-Vell, you know der rest oof it, so dot--" So interesting was the Dutch b oy's recital that Dick and his friends had tarried at the edge of the desert when they shoul d have been elsewhere. This fact was suddenly brought home to them, for the hoarse "sping" of a Winchester echoed out on the night air and a bullet whizzed past the old veteran, dangerously close to liis head. Without pausing an instant, Diamond Dick wheeled his horse and started for the hills, his comse toward the point from which the bt1llet had come. "Take up Fritz behind you, 'l'wo-Spot," Diamond Dick called back. "'l'he man who fired that revolver is, I think, the one who gave the alarm. If possible, we must catch him.'' CHAprrER VIII. BUNG LOO ''FEATURES'' HIMSELF. Although a quick hut thorough search of the hills was made, the Terror who had attempted the "sniping" operation was not located. After the search, Dick and his friends came together at a spot which they had agreed upon before separating. "What's ther next number on the programme, Dick?" inquired Handsome Harry. "We'll put out for Hennepin's shack," answered the old veteran. "That's the place from which this Ply-b y -Night crowd started, isn't it, Fritz?" "Dot's der bl ace." "And they brought tile boat out from Ouray on those two led horses?'' ''Sure.'' "Then we'll start for the shack. It's a little late for a successfu l try atthe Specialty Company in that quarter, but there's notliii1g else to be done." Tlie old veteran and the young sport took the lead, Fritz and Two-Spot riding between them. "Where did these actors get the boa t, Fritz?" Ber tie inqHired, as they galloped along. ''Chet Pagsby i ss an invendor, und he l1ad it made. He's a mighdy shmardt feller, dot Chet Pagsby, but I v::ts shmarder as he vas." "\Vl1at was his object, Fritz?" "Schust vat he tolt you, Tiamont Tick, vile you vas on der Vite Rocle He vas gain' to turn pirate, rop eferypody he could, und den, ven dey nm afder him, he vas goin' t o sh teer der poat indo Mexico." "He would have encountered a stretch of country, before be got to Mexico, whi'ch his boat couldn't have gotten over." "Den he intended to haul it mit horses." ''Ef anybody had a-told me thet a boat on wheels could hev run on this hyer Painted Desert, said Andy Griswold, from bel1in d "I'd have thougllt the feller was string in' me.'' "It's a peculiar proposition," remarked Diamo nd Dick, ''but because it's stn:mge that's uo r eason it isn't fea sible.'' "Tm th is stranger tha n fiction," remarked young Diamond Dick. ''Always," added the old veteran, emphatically Hennepin's shack was a lonely 011tp0s t on the desert's rim. Hennepin was dead, and the water hole by which his habitation bad been reared was dry, but still occa sionally the old adobe house fornishecl shelter for some belated mi11er or prospector who was fortunate enough to have with him a supply of foocl and' water. Jt was n early one o'clock in the morning when the little shack w a s siglited. A precantiouary survey, made by Diamond Dick and his fri en ds from a nearby elevation, gave no glimps e of the Fly-by-Night, nor of the horses sup-

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18 DIAMOND DICK. JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. posed to have been left there in charge of the escaped prisoner, the modern Hercules. "Just as I thought," muttered Diamond Dick. "We're too late." "Bf we hadn't stopped ter listen ter Fritz Dunder's yarn," observed the old Serpent, "we might have got hyer in time." "Hardly,'' spoke up Diamond Dick, Jr. "'rhe Fly-by-Night steered straight for this place, and would have warned the strong man to pack up and get away before we could fairly have taken the trail, no matter how rapidly we would have followed." "Let's go town und haf a look aroundt," sug gested Fritz. "Oof they got avay in a hurry, .meppy dey left someding behindt. '' The shack, however, was found to be entirely empty. After some deliberation, it was decided that Dia mond Dick, Jr., Two-Spot, Fritz and Andy should return to Casey's Well with the water them and let them feed and rest, returning to Hennepin's shack by sunrise. The old veteran, the Serpent of Siskiyon and the sheriff were to remain at the adobe hut and keep watch for any chance sigus of the actor -gang or the Terrors. If there was to be a ra c e with the horses pitted against the Fly-by-Night-an event by no means impossible-if the wind was light, and the horses jn good fettle, the race might be won by the Dicks. But, w!1ether or no there was to be such a race, caution de ma uded that the animals be kept at the top-notch of preparedness So Diamond Dick, Jr., with his three aides, spurred away, and Diamond Dick, Harry and Keever finished out the night at the shack, taking turns at watching, two of their number sleeping while the third stood guard in the doorway At daylight, as it happene d, the Californian was the one on se11try duty. The old veteran was sleepi11g soundly-he could keep awake as long as it pleased him, but when ready for slumber, no perils, at hand or prospective, ever interfered with his rest-wben, sudqenly, the voice of the Serpent of Siskiyou echoed loudly through the hut. In a flash, Diamond Dick and Keever were on their feet, gripping their shooting iro11s. "Who is it?" asked Keever; "the Terrors?" "It's the other outfit, I rec:, on," the old Serpent replied. "Come 0:1t hyer an' see what ye thiuk, Dick." Dick and Keever left the hut and followed Harry's pointing forefinger with their eyes. Off across the desert could be seeu the white, lcg of-mutton sail of the Fiy-by-Night. Only the upper part of the sail could be seen. The wind was fair, but the boat was moving to and fro in a most pecul:ar manner, aud several times the wheeled bark was bro .ught up into the wind with a suddenness that almost capsized it. "l\fost be a hand at the helm," remarked Keever. "Either thet," responded Harry, "or else they're maneuverin' with the idee of findin' out whether the coast is clear fer them ter come up ter the shack.'' "They 'could maneuver better than that, it seems to me, 11 spoke up Diamond Dick. "Anyhow, with all the bungling, the boat is drawing nearer a11d nearer.'' "Thar!" exclaimed Harry; "sh-e's comin' up right in line with the wind. Jumpin' sandhills, see her scoot!'' The bont leaped away like a frightened race horse, bearing straight for the shack. As it drew nearer, the surprise of the three watchers wns intense when they discoven:d that there was only one man in the boat, and be appeared to be havin1! all manner of trouble, jumping back and forth and hopping up and down like a pea on a hot griddle. "'rl1t1nderatio11 !" shouted H a rry. "It's theNo, it ain't! Why, durn my buttons, it's the Chink I" "Bung Loo, without a doubt," said the puzzled veter an. "How in the ripping blazes does he happen to be aboard the Fly-by-Night?" cried Keever. "We'll have to leave that for him to explain," an swered the old veteran. "He acts as though he was scart to death," re marked Keever. Bung Loo-for he it was-caught sight of his friends at the shack and his joy was intense. They could see him throw up one arm and could bear him yell, but he was too far away as yet for his words to be distinguished. Finally the boat came sweeping abreast of Dick and his friends. "Stopee junk!" whooped Looey. "China boy no

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DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 19 can stop. Him Melican devil! China boy no can stop!" The old Serpent made a Junge at the wheeled con trivance, and was jerked head over heels. But he hung on long enough to slacken the craft's speed so that the old veteran could leap aboard. Then Bung Loo, seeing that he wa!> safe, gave a gasp and sank chattering down on the stern seat. He had had the time of his life. CHAPTER IX. HOW BUNG LOO GOT THE BOA'r. Mademoiselle Zuleika was not staying at the Kohinoor Hotel, but at a private boarding-house kept by a Mexican on the outskirts of Ouray. The strong man, knowing the lawless acts which were to occur, did not wish to get his daughter mixed up in them any more than he could possibly help, and this w as his reason for having Zuleika put up at tile Mexican's hangout, and not at the hotel where the rest of the company were staying. The Chinese boy, in his role of shadower, followed the girl to the Mexican's, saw her vanish inside, and then set himself to watching with lynx-eyed vigilance. Two hours passed and then the strong man presented himself. The big fellow had been allowed by Keever to don his clothes before his removal to the jail, and, be cause of this, Looey did not recognize him. The strong man knocked at the door of the house, was presently admitted, and shortly afterward Gonzales, the proprietor, came out. Gonzales went to the barn, and was busy there for several minutes. When he reappeared he was driving a buckboard, drawn by two tough little horses. There were two seats iu the buckboard, and Gon zales, after halting the team at the door, gave a low whistle. The strong man appeared. a minit," said he, and drew back iuto the house again. Gonzales got down, hitched the team to a post and disappeared into the house himself. The voice of the big man gave Bung Loo his first suspicion that the fellow might be the modern Her culci. Wondering how the strong man could be there, after having been kicked up in jail, the Chink de cided to go with him and find out all he could regarding the escaped prisoner's plans. ,.ro get nuder the rear seat of the buckboard required only a nioment, and when Zuleika and berr father came out, unhitcl1ed the horses and climbed into the wagon and drove away, they carried the Celestial with them. A rapid drive and a long one followed. The boy kept his eyes and ears wide open, but he could sec nothing and could hear only an occasional scrap of conversation. buckb_ oard was a rattletrap, and needed greasing badly, an
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20 DIAMOND DICK. JR.-THE Bovs BEST WEEKLY. He would have to look sharp, or the Melican uien would get; and if they got him-Whoosh! 'rhere would be one Chink less to go back to the Flowery Kingdom. Presently, just as daylight began to break, a one eyed man came out of the house and skulked into the brush, less than two yards from where the boy was hiding. At first, Bung Loo was sure the man was coming for him, but he was soon undeceived. The man was carrying a heavy canvas bag, and he placed it in the midst of a clump of mesquik and carefully arranged the brush so tliat the presence of the bag could not be detected by any chance passer. Then the man went away again. This peculiar proceeding set Bung Loo to thinking. He recognized the one-eyed man as the person who had taken his ticket at the door of the Kohinoor Concert Hall. Coupling this knowledge with the fact that forty pounds of bullion had been stolen by he Nonpareil Specialty Company, it did not take the Celestial long to reach the conclusion that he had seen the leader of ti1e gang bide his booty; nor did it take Looey much longer to remove the bag and place it elsewhere. It pleased the Chinese boy to think that he had accomplished something, and he returned to watching the with a great deal more confidence lu himself. Sounds of hammering came from in front of the hut, aud people were passing in and out continually. The waitiug was extremely tedious, especially as it was done on an empty stonrncl:. Abo11t noon, as near as Bung Loo could judge from the vertical position of the sun, the strong man came out, went back into the hills and presently reappeared with the two horses that had drawn the buckboard. The horses were hitched to the wagon, and Zule.ika came out of the house, clirn bed to the front seat and drove away alone. Her eyes were red, as though she had been crying, and she did not say good-by to her father, or even look at him. After she was gone, tbe one-eyed men aud several others joined the strong man and went up into the hills in the direction from which the strong man had led the horses. They were gone for qnite a while. As no sounds whatever came from the hom;e, Bung Loo was satisfied tha_ t there was no one there, so he crept out cautiously, darted across the open stretch aad entered the but. After a brief search he found what he wantedfood iu the form of crackers and cheese and dried beef. Possessing himself of a generous supply of the eatables, he scurried back into the bushes, never pausing to ive any attention to the queer-looking craft which was moored, with sails furled, close to the end of tbe ho11se. After satisfying his hunger, Bung Loo felt even more like himself. He had done good work for the Dicks, of that he felt sure, and if he minded his p's and q's it was possible he might do more. Toward evening, the one-eyed man and his friends -all excepting strong man--came back to the house and the Chink saw them pull the Fly-byNight around to the other side of the shack and work about her as though putting on the finishing touches; then as night began to fall the astounded boy observed all hands get hoist sail and glide away. What sort of a monster was it, anyhow? Bung Loo's knees trembled, and he was more than half inclined to take to his heels. The minutes dragged by, the moon came out bright aud clear, and still the Celestial waited, hop ing the monster would come glidiug back. His hopes were destined to be realized; and when the monster returned it came with a rush, and there was excitement among all hands. Some hurried into the house, others rushed away toward the place where the strong man had gone, and still others anchored the monster with a rope to one corner of the shack. The sails were not lowered, for some reason or other, and the boy, from his place of foucealment, could hear the machine tugging and groaning in its attempt to spring the leash and dart away. What was going on 7 A wild fear took possession of the bey's heart. They had heard, in so111e way, that he was spying upon them, and they were makiug ready to beat about the brush, find him and give him the bastinado or the bowstring-perhaps both. Leaping out of the b11shes, Bung Loo started off helter-skelter along the trail taken by the buckboard.

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Dlf\MOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 21 He had not run a dozen paces, however, before a number of horsemen came galloping into sight, dire ctly in front. 'J,'hey caught sight of lJ=.m, and gave vent to fierce yelli1 tl1e lad turned back and ran to the 'There were people in the hut-he could hear them -but they not yet aware of 11is presence. What should he do? The monster was on one side and his foes on the ot!Jer. Figuratively speaking, he wa s between the devil aud the deep sea. The monster was still creaking and tugging at its hawser and Looey chos e what he thought was the least of two evils. J erkiug a knife from under his blouse, he slashed it through the rope; instantly the monster started and the Chink, his heart th rashing against his ribs, gra bbed at the stern of the craft and managed to get aboard. Nor did he accomplish this an instant too soou, for the people in the house, their attention attracted by the noise and shouts of the hors emen, rushed out. Their boat, her helm lashed so as to drive her ahead, was standini" out into the desert, with a Chinaman, scared out of his wits, lying across the stern. Pursuit was but the futility of attempting to chase the had already been demonstrated, and the craft passed out of sight. For some time Bung Loo lay where he had fallen, palpitating with fear and unable to move. Fiually the boat crashed into something aud came to a h a lt. Lifting hims elf to his knees, Bung Loo saw ahead one of the fantastic pillars of colored sandstone fringed about its base with a growth of greasewood. 1'lJc boat, with 110 hand to guide her, had run straight into the obstacle, the shock of collision deadened by the bushes Here, under the lee of the sandstone column, the sails of the flapped idly and Bung Loo, hopping out, started to run. When he had reached a safe distance, he turned about and scanned the odd craft. Gradually, a s be studied it, recollections flitted through his brain of the junks which used to sail up and down the Yangtsekiang River, in far-away China. This monster was a j1111k, a devil junk fabricated by Melican men to sail the land instead of the sea. Embokleued to return, the boy studied tile machine at close quarters alld finally, having made up his mind, he crept aboard and cuddled hims elf up for a sleep. In a few hours, before it was yet day he awoke, unlas h e d the tiller of the craft, disentangled it from the brush with some difficulty, and then leaped in and started 011 a cruise. The Fly-by-Night was hard to manage, and hi.s fear gradually cau:ie back to him. He could steer it so as to avoid various obstacles in his course, but be couldn't stop it, and he was going at such a rate that he didn't want to jump out for fear of his neck If he could neither stop nor get off what was going to become of him? After a trying period of sailing and tacking, he suddenly sighted the house where he had been the day before. There were three p e ople in front of it, and he made them out to be old Diamond Dick, Harry and His heart gave a bound, and he headed straight for his friends. A little while and the old veteran was aboard, tho sails had been lowered, and the Fly-by-Night was in port again. It is safe to sa y that Bung Loo had never before undergone such an experience. It was something to think about for the remainder of his life. CHAPTER X. THE "CANNON-BALL SPECIAL." Of course, Bung Loo had to explain everything to his friends, and his story received corroborative detail from the fact that the bullion belonging to the Little Ophir was found e xactly where the Chink had cached it. "Ye're a loo, Looey," averred the old Serpent, slapping the Celestial on the back of his silk jacket. "I kin hear Two-Spot tellin' ye so. "He1s a brick, a yellow brick!" added Keever. "He'll do for one of my pards," smiled old Dia u10nd Dick. 'l'he Fly-by-Night, as the old veteran now saw it at close q11arte rs, was some eighteen feet long an i ten feet beam. The mast was fifteen feet i n the air. 'l'he steering contrivance was similar to that used on a hook-aud-ladder truck. 'l'here were two pneumatic -tired bicycle wheels forward, at the widest part, and two smaller wheels behind. "It's well co nstructed," remarked old Diamond Dick, "and is certainly a credit to the man who made it, despite the fact tha t he was going to use the machine in a discred i tabl e w ay.,, "She's a daisy, all ri ght," averred the admiring Keever "Pull down that black flag, K eever," said Dick; "from u o w on the F ly-b y Night will cease to be a. pirate." "We'll call her somethin' els e besides the Fly-by Night, p ardy," obs e rved the Californian as keever hauled down the em bl em beari1ig th e skull-and-cross-

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22 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYS* BEST WEEKLY. bones. "From now on she's Diamond Dick's Can nonball "Bully!" cried the sheriff. "The Cannonball Spe cial! 'rliat's a name for your life!" At that instant a beat of hoofs was beard along the valley in the rear of the house. "Hyer comes the son of his dad with the ani miles !" cried Handsome Harry. "I opine it'll be a knocker fer him ter find thet we've got holt o' this hyer ship o' the desert.,, The craft was 11auled ont to a point where it would be in plain view of the party when they galloped out of the ravine; and hardly was the Cannonball Special in position when the riders appeared. "Great blazes!" whooped Keever; "that ain't the young sport aud his pards! It's-it's-by thunder, it's the gang of Terrors, an' there's more'n a dozen of 'em!" ,.I'his was indeed the fact. Recognizing the old veteran and his friends, the Terrors, led by Siwash Pete, gave vent to exultant yells, and pressed their horses to a faster gait. "Lift that bullion aboard, Harry!" comm:mded Diamond Dick. "Now that we've got the boat we'll put her to goQd use. Is there anything of ours in the house, Keever?'' "Not a thing," replied the sheriff. "Then pull at that rope, there, and hoist the jib. Bung Loo, bear a h1i1nd here and bel p pull up the mainsail. Look alive, Harry I They'll be on us in a minute!" The old veteran spoke hurriedly but calmly, and the bullion was thrown aboard, Handsome Harry scrambled to a position forward by the mast along side of Keever, and Bung Loo and the old veteran took seats in the stern. Noting the preparations which Dick and his friends were making to sail out of trouble, Siwash Pete and his followers turned loose with their guns, and more than one bullet slapped through the sail. But the breeze had freshened, the sails bellied out, and the Cannonball Special swooped off across the desert like a hawk. 'I'he discomfited Terrors were left behind, gazing after the desert ship in wondering amaze. "They came down to the shack to join the Non pareil people, I reckon, 11 laughed Diamond Dick. "It's lucky for us, Locey, that yon showed up with this craft just when you did; otherwise we would have been obliged to take refuge in the shack and fight those fellows off. 11 "I wonder ef the son of his dad has had a mix-up with the varmints?" asked Harry, in a worried tone. "Trust Bertie to take care of himself and the horses, if he did,'' old Diamond Dick answered, confide11tly. "Don't fret, Harry. Enjoy yomself. Do you realize that we're pluggi11g along at a fifty-milean-hour gait?'' Harry hadn't realized it, but he soon began to do so. 'rhey were going at hair-t:aising speed, darting through the greasewood and cact11s clump, and here and there dodging an occasiollal yucca tree. Horned toads and liza1 ds scurried out of their way, and one rattlesnake, unable to crawl swift enough, was crushed beneath the rubber-tired wheels. On and ou they sped, payi11g little to the lapse of time in the cnjoy111ent of the exhilarating ride. But suddenly, far off on the horizon, they glimpsed a company of horsemen, looking like five black dots against tile gray of the saudy waste. As they looked, the five dots ct into rapid motion, layiug a course directly toward them. Nollpareil gang !11 exclaimed Keever. ''Lie flat down under the gunnel, Harry, you and Keever !11 cried Dick. "Quick! Bnng Loo, take the helm! Keep the boat headed straight for the grafters! We'll try a trick and bring matters to a swift finish.,, "Whatee yon do?" asked the Chinese boy. "Watch and you'll find out,,, was the short re sponse-. A second later and Bung Loo, to all appearances, was the only occupant of the Cannonball Special. Flat on the bottom of the craft were lying old Diamond Dick, Harry and Keever, revolvers in hand and ready. Without a pause, the boat flew on toward the grafters who were racing to meet it, unconscious of the fate that was in store for them. CHAPTER XI. A WHOLESALE CAPTURE. "Stop!" roared Chet Bagsby, a rifle at Bnng Loo's head when the boat drew near. The Nonpareil ga11g had reinr::d in their horses and were waiting. "No shootee, no shooteel" wailed Bung Loo. 1You can takee junk! Me no wantee junk! No kill Cliina boy!" 1'Then stop the boat!" "Can do! can do!" And Bung Loo, who had seen how old Diamond Dick handled the sails, loosened the ropes and the canvas came down with a rush. The boat, when its momentum was came to a halt in the midst of the grafters, all of whom had dismounted and hurried forward. In a flasli, Diamond Dick, Harry and Keever arose from their hiding-places, each with two revolvers, which they pushed into the faces of the astounded robbers. Bung Loo likewise switched aside the front of his silk blouse aud brought out a brace of shooters.

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DIAMOND DtiCK, JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 23 "Surrender!" shouted the old veteran. "?l!ake a move to raise a gnn and yon're dead men!" 'l'he four in the boat were covering five, but they were doing it effectively. "H-h-how does this come?" cried Bagsby, blink ing his iolitary eye11. "It's the fate that cmues to every grafte r who operates in Diamond Dick's territory!" replied the old veteran. "Throw down your guns!" commanded Keever. "I'm the sheriff of Ouray County, aud you're all my prisoners.'' 1'here was a moment of i11decisio11, and then four of the five developed their t111S a11d flung them sul lenly to the earth. One, a slightly-built individual, took a knife from itlii sheath and seemed about to cast it after his guns. A second later the knife leaped from the hand that held it and its point would have struck the old veteran had he not dodged sideways. Whizzin;z past, the blade buried itself in the side of the boat. "You're a woman," said old Diamond Dick, fix ing his eyes ou the thrower of the knife, ''and your sex saves you. If you were a ma\1, however, your life wonld pay for that act of treachery." While this little drama was being enacted the old Serpent was having a time with the strong man. The latter persistently refused to disarm himself, and at last fired a poiut-blank shot at the Californian. Could be have used the revolver as well as he jug gled cannonballs undoubtedly Handsome Harry's life would have paid the forfeit. But the modern Hercules was a poor marksman, and the bullet went wild. Before the big fellow could fairly realize what had happened, Harry had sprung ont of the b oat aud knocked the revolvers from his liands. lllstantly there ensued a boxing match, finally end ing in a clinch and a wrestle, which proved to be the finest of the kind that old Diamoud Dick, or Keever, or Loo or any of the prisoners h a d ever seen. Harry was noted for his muscle and prowess, and the old veteran had seen him wrestle with so-called strong men before. But 11ere was a man who could beml horseshoe s and prison bars, and suap himself free of handcuffs, aud the battle that followed was a battle royal, with two 1'i tans as cen tra 1 figures. Never had the hu2e Californian ever been so put to it. Once he was thrown, but before both his shoulders touched the he was up alain as though raised by springs. Next time he all but floored his man; :rnd then, for a moment, he came near to falliug a victim for the second time. But at last, with a tremendous exertion, he flung his big antagonist clear over his head and landed him with a thump on the gronncl. 'l'he strong urnu was jarred and stunned, and be fore he recovered Handsome Harry had completed his work by tying a riala abont his hands. "Lead one of thos e horses here!" panted Harry, directing the command at Bagsby. Bagsby o bediently brought the horse, four men lifted the modern Hercules into the saddle, and he was tied there, aud so fouud hims elf when his wits returned to him. All the other prisoners were likewise secured, their own riatas beiug used for the purpose, Bagsby and one of the lightest of his mell being temporarily monnted on one animal. The other horse Harry had reserved for himself, each horse being secured to a riata which ended at Harry's saddle pommel. "Gle-ory to crawlers!" shouted Harry, exultantly. "It didn't take us loug ter wind up this gang o' barnstormers wheu we once found 'em, did it? Git inter the Cannon ball Special, Dick, au' start the ma chine fer White Rock, or fer Hennepin's shack, whnrever ye think we'll be most likely ter meet up with the son of his dad. Never worry about me-I'll pike along au' deliver the goods all 0. K." Old Diamond Dick, Keever and Bnng Loo got into the boat, and by using a fraction only of the sail capacity managed tu go slow enough to keep the old Serpent and his five prisoners within easy hail, so that, if there wa s any trouble, they might be close enoug h to render aid. But there wa s 110 trouble whatever. 'rhe Nonpa reil Company were amateur grafters, as could plainly be seen by the extreme readiness with which tlie y all excepting the s trong man, lost their nerve. The fight wa s completely taken out of them. At Hennepin's shack, where the party arrived in an hour's time, youug Diamond Dick, Andy Gris wold, 'l'wo-Spot and Fritz were found with the horse s. They h:1d seen nothing of Siwasli Pete and his Terrors s o it was inferred tha t the gang had hastily departed for other pl:.ices. Fearing, however, that there might be an attack made for purpose of r escuinJi1: the Nonpareil peo ple, old Diamond Dick hurried preparations for the return to Ouray. 'J'he two horse s u s ed for pack by the Non pareil gang were found in a valley in the hills aud brought into requisition for the purpose of carrying the Cannon ba 11 Special back to town. Che t B agsby was released and ordered to take the machine apart. This he dicl, and with<'iut very much urging, and its various parts were packed ou the horses.

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24 DIAMOND DICK, JR.-THE BOYSP BEST W EEKLYo Fritz, assuming possession of his own mount, relieved Two-Spot's horse of the burden of carrying double; and Harry, likewise securing his mount, placed Bagsby on the horse he had ridden. Immediately after preparations were completed, the cavalcade got in motion, the joyful Andy taking his forty pounds of bullion behind him. In spite of all forebodings of trouble from the Terrors, the ret11rn to town was safely accomplished. By seven o'clock that evening the Nonp<.ireil outfit were securely locked in the county jail, Griswold had turned his bullion over to the express company, Keever had gone home to his family, and Dick and l1is pards were taking what comfort they could, after their hard trip, at the Ouray Hotel. Once again everything in that part of ra11ge
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You're doing great work, boys! Splendid work! This contest is going ahead of all previous ones at a mile-a-minute gait. Keep it up. Tell all your friends about it. Make them look at the list of prizes on page 30. You won't have to tell them to enter the contest. When they see the rules and what the prizes are they'll pitch in to win in the splendid way you have done. Here are a fresh hatch of the best of the heaps of letters that are piling in by every mail. The Hazing of Juel Marsh. (By Henry Hofmeister, Md.) "Confound that fel1ow Marsh, he's always spoiling our fun," said Harry Hall, indjgnantly, to a group of his cronies who were in bis room. ''That was as fine a trick as was ever played on old Tucker, and it would have worked but for that sneaking cad," he continued. As he concluded be felt gingerly at the place where the seat of his trousers was. "Say, fellows, I've got au idea. We can get even with Marsh," cried Sam Clark. ''An idea! Let's have it," cried the boys, breath lessly. "You ain't afraid of a little danger, are you? If any of you are, why you needu 't go in the scheme,',. replied Sam. The boys all cried that they were ready for anything to get even with Marsh. "Well, fellows, let's haze him," cried Sam. ''Haze him? Just the thing!" cried the boys, in unison. Saw and Harry cooked up a scheme between them and unfolded it to the boys, who received it with ex pressions of delight. When the town clock struck ten that night the boys had Marsh a prisoner in a house fixed up for baziug him. Bennie Franklin went into an adjoining room aud returned with a blanket. Sam Clark, Franklin, Taylor and Hunter seized the corners of tbe blanket and Marsh was to11sed into it, the four youths gave a heayc at the bla11ket, up shot :Marsh, till he struck the ceiling. E ach time he came down he was thrown up again. Suddenly let go his end of the blanket, and Marsh slid out and struck the :floor with a thump that jarred the building. ''Sing, give us a song,'' cried the boys after quiet was restored. And Marsh was forced to sing, although he had a voice that wonld have put a braying jackass or a howl ing tom-cat 011 a back fence to shame. After the song he was made to dance, and the boys certainly had their revenge then. The sight of Marsh boppi11g and jumping around nearly drove some of them into convulsions. Marsh kept up his dancing until ordered to stop. "What next?" cried the boys. ''Bring forth the goat," commanded Harry Hall. A large billy goat was brought out. All of the boys scattered, except :Marsh, the goat charged and took Marsh in the rear, kuocking him flat. ''Two to one on the goat!" cried the boys. Again the goat charged Marsh, and sent him flyiug, much to the delight of the boys. After makiug it lively for the hapless Marsh, for several minutes, the goat was taken away. "Give us another song," cried the boys. "I won't sing," Marsh yelled. Two of the boys then seized him and made him swal low a heaping spoonful of ''Devil's Sauce.'' Then Sam Clark dumped a bucket of water over him. Pauting and gasping, Marsh dashed for the door and escaped. Jud i\farsb never informed on the boys again, because be knew what was in store for him if be did. Amateur Fire-fighting. (By Clark Sursshelm, Pa.) While we were walking down the C. and P. R.R. one of us suggested that we have some fun, so we all agreed upon it. Some of us wanted to go to the woods others swimming, and at last we agreed to set a field afire. Over the fence we went and applied the match to the grass. After a while we became uneasy, for the fire was getting big, and we had not noticed the file works near, and the oil house on this side. The fire became bigger, and went straight toward the oil house. There were about six of us. We started to make some plans to put out the fire, but none of them was agreed to.

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26 DIAMOND DICK. JR.-THE BOYS' BEST W .EEKLYo At last I pulle d off m y c oat, tlie rest followed my example, and we waded into the fire to get it out. Our coats flew into the air aud then down among the flames. It came within three feet of the oil house and then we became frightened, but we kept beating away At last we got it nuder control, when it was within one foot of the oil house, and then our coats flew faster and then all was over. But we did not have enough fire fighting, as we called it. The next day we went to the next field, where there was no danger of oil houses, but there was a small thicket near. We thought we could keep it from entering it, and so we started a fire. It got ahead of us, but we had our old coats there, and away went in front of it, and tried to fight it back toward the pond, but the wind was in the fire's favor, so we jumped out of its way. At last it came to a little pool, and we got it out. We wer:e so frightened we did not set a n y more fields afire after that. You are wise in resolving not to set auy more fields afire. It's a pretty dangerous game and may turn out too seriously. The Climax. ( By S. Piotrowski, N. J.) One night last Juue I was sitting on the front porcb, although the minute and hour hands were pointing to twelve o'clock, when my sister stole out with her lover. They were yonng and rom antic. The y stood gazing at the stars. "That's Jupiter, dear, isn't it?" she murmtired. "Yes pet, and that is Sirius," he replied, pointing to another star'. ''Are you serious?'' sne cooed. He kissed her. '!'hen, pointing upward, he said: ''That's Mars, dove.'' ''And that's pa's," she whispered, as a footstep sounded inside. And if the young man hadn't" scooted ' be would have seen more stars than he ever dreamed of. Frank's First Bear Hunt. (By Cree Croft, Pa.) Frank Smith was very fond of hunting. He had re ceived a present of a new rifle from bis uncle. It was in the month of November, and it was decided that Frank should go with Harry Jones and Will 'I'homa s, who were going to the Blue Mountains to hunt. Ou the day they were to start Frank was up e arly and had his traveling bag packed and was soon ready to start. They took the nine o'clock train and traveled until two o'clock in tbe afternoon. They got off the train and hired a wagon and got to the mountains at teu o clock in the night. Frank slept little that night, and iu the morning tbe boys 'vent out to hunt. They did not kill anything that day, and they weut out the next day determined not to come back to the camp until they killed something. They hunted until about four o'clock in the evening before they saw anything. The boys had separated early in the afternoon. Frank had crossed a small stream and gone up the side of a mountain. Harry had gone down the stream, crossed, and was to join Frank on top of the mountain, while Will went up the stream and was to join Harry and Frauk toward evening. About four o'clock Frauk saw a be a r coming down the mountain. He shot at it, but was so nervous tbat he miss ed it. He loaded his gun and shot again and wounded it. It was only about fifty feet away. Before he could load his gun again the bear was upon him. He drew his knife and the bear struck him and knocked the knife out of his baud, and Prank rolled dowu the mountain about fifteen feet. He called for belp as loud as he could. 'l'he bear was on him It bit his arm, and struck him on the head with its paws. Just then he beard a rifle shot, and the bear kll on top of him. The next thing he knew he was in a wagon. He was sufferit1g from his wounds. The wagon soon arrived at the town where they had got off the train. They droye to a doctor's house, where be had his wounds dress ed. His leg was broken and his arm and h e ad were badly torn. The next morning he was taken home. In the afternoon Will and Harry were sitting by bis bed. Frank asked them how they came to bis help. They told him that Will had heard him calling and came to help him, and saw the bear on him and shot it. The weight of it on him had broken his leg. It was about six weeks before he was able to be around, and he says he will go to the same mountains and hunt next fall. A good, exciting story, Cree. A Runaway. (By Parris R. Clay, Kentucky.) It \YaS a bright sunshiny day of June 14, r8 9 3. I had just started ou my way home when I heard a clattering of hoofs. I was up above tbe road about three hundred yards. Well, I ran down the hill to the road and saw a bots e running np the road with the shafts of a buggy llanging to him. He was kicking every jump he made. I started to run after the horse, but I saw I could not catch the horse. I stood for a second or two thinking what to do. Just tbi:u I heard a woma,n's voice away down the road. I started and finally found two ladies lying along the road The bead of one of the ladies was bleedi11g very badly. I went over to the other lady, and I asked her if she was hurt, but she made me no answer at all. I bent o\'er her and soon found out that she had fainted, and I ran up to the house and got some water and dashed it in her face. The girl opened her eyes and looked up at me and then she said: "Oh, my leg! oh, my leg is broken!" Wheu she said that her leg was broken I did not know what to do. I was there all by myself at that time. Then I commenced

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DIAMOND DICK. JR.-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 21 to shout for help, and just at that time the other girl got upon her feet and was trying to walk to us, but she fell down on her side up against the side of the bank and said: "Oh, my bead! Oh my head is killing me!" 'Just at that moment Mrs. Howard and her only sou came to us on a run. "What is the matter?" she said. I could not talk. Then she said again, "What is the matter?" ''These two girls got thrown out of the buggy,'' I said, ''and one is dead, 1 think.'' "Oh, it is my girl Nellie! Are you hurt very badly?" "Yes, mamma, my head is cnt, and it is hurting me badly. Oh, is Ethel dead or not?'' She went over to the girl's side and the girl her eyes and said: "Is that you, auntie?" "Yes, this is me, Ethel. Are you hurt very badly?" "Yes, aunt, my leg is lmrt. I am afraid it is broken." "Well, we must get these two girls up to the house some way or other,'' l said. ''Can you walk, Nell?" said Mrs. Howard. "Yes, mamrna, but lam weak. Can you and the little boy carry Ethel up to the house? Lay her down on the sofa. Willie, run quick to the doctor's house and tell the doctor to come at once." Parris is all right. He was bred in old Kentucky, and be shows it. A Bold Italian. (By Chas. Rogers, N. Y.) During the Spanish-American War the recruiting stations for the United States army were quite busy. The doctors were examining men when suddenly all eyes are turned to a ragged Italian, who just came in. He i s six feet tall, clean-shaven, and powerfully built, can read and write English and wants to join the army. His turn came and he passed the examination all right, and was sent to the Brooklyn Navy Yard, where he was placed on board the receiving ship Vermont. Some time before the police were looking for a man called "Heartless Joe," the man who would kill a man for pleasure, who lately robbed and killed a rich broker in broad dayli:bt. After hiding two weeks and longing for freedom, be came out and walked up the Bowery to Cohen's pawn shop, where be pawned a diamond pin which lie had stolen from his victim, and spent the money freely till dark, then he bought au eveni11g paper which was full of the murder, and about the reward offered for his arrest, and to his surprise found that the police had traced the pin and were bot after him. He went to his old hiding-place among his friends, but found they were all willing to hand him to the police for the reward. He found some ragged clothes, put them on made his escape anral. Everybody stood silently watching the hole for him to appear. At last he stumbled out, his face burned beyond recognition. As he landed on the ground he brought his poor, burned hand up to the salute. He stood for a moment, then staggered and fell, never to rise He died in about ten minutes after bidding farewell to bis men. 13'.e had paid dearly for his bravery, and now over his grave stands a fine marble monument erected by the people in the car. A splendid story, well told, Leonard. You also de serve credit for your neatness and legible handwriting. A. Saloon Dud. (By Manuel U. Vivi!, Col.) A few days ago at a saloon in Trinidad two men fought a duel which resulted fatally for both of them. A Mexican whose na. me was Trujillo went into the saloon and started to abuse the bartender. Lewis Chambers, a bystander, tried to settle the quarrel between the Mexican and the saloon man, whereupon 'l'rujillo drew bis gun and challenged Chambers to a fight. Chambers pulled out his six-shooter and both began shooting. Chambers was shot through the abdomen and died a few hours after. Trujillo was shot five times. He tried to reach his house, which was close by, but ran only a few steps and fell dead,

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NORTH POLE ADVENTl:JRE. BY P. HAMILTON MYERS. When the renowned and eccentric Captain Hayes invited my friend, Seth Taber, to join his expedition to the Arctic regions, in the summer of 1870, the latter assented with great eagerness. Not that Seth had any thing to gain, more than his sllbsi te11ce and small pay, but he bad a 'yoimg rnau's crnving for novelty and excitement, and just then he fan<:ied that he was very miserable, owing to a love affair which had resulted in the perfidy of a beautiful girl. Let me tell his story in his own words, as related to me some time ago, for Seth, although a traveled man, does not wield a pen himself. "I weut with the expeditiou," be said. "I shall not giye you a history of my strange journey; I shall not tell you much about altitudes :md longitudes, but I shall simply narrate a single iucident of our experience, which occurred in Bafiin 's Bay, where we had been ice locked for mouths; where the sun did not rise nor set for many weeks, but circled about the horizon, sinking a little lower daily, uptil only a rim of its disk was visible, and we bad to climb the llJasts to get a vanish view of even that. It \!'as all Yery queer, and the wisest of us (not over wise) had to study our geography and ns,rnuo1uy to make it all out, though our captaiu gave us informal lectures on the subject. '' 'i:'ll be blamed if I can understand it,' said Bill Boson, au old tar, who had listened with a puzzled air to one of these harangues, and had examined a diagram on the cabin wall, obscuring it with tobacco smoke as he did so. 'Here's the 'arth and there's the suu, or at least the edge of it; uow what the reason is that he can t rise and set as he used to do in York State, instead of fooling arouud there is more than I can tell or anybody else, I guess.' ''When the great luminary had disappeared entirely for several weeks this same sailor showed great uneasiness, and would listen to no more discourses on astronomy. '' 'You think that ere sun "l'l'ill come back ag'in, do yon?' he asked, one day. '' 'Ob, yes!' '' 'I don't! It'll never come back! It don't stand to reason, and if I'd known how things was gain' to be, I'd never have corue on this fool's errand. It'll jes' grow darker and darker here until it's pitch dark; then wbere'll we be?" '' 'We shall have the moon, al)d tbe stars, and the aurora borealis.' '' 'Oh, yes, part of the time; tbem ain't daylight, though. I don't like it. Jack Halyard says (he's got a 'stronomy book, too) we're living almol!it on the tip top of the 'arth, aud that's what's the matter. Maybe we'll slide down and off; who knows? I don't like it.' "I am ashamed," co11tintted Seth, "that I amused myself with Bill's fears, pretending to believe in them at times, and e\en exaggerating them to a extent. But there was cause for alarm aside from any doubts as to the physical course of nature in the due return of spring and summer, for the weather intensely cold, the ice blockade seemed permanent, and there was no positive certainty that 011e seast'ln or even two would thaw us out. ''One day we were watching for seals (Bill Boson and I about two miles from the ship where we had shot one, and were bidingbehind a hummock of ice for others to come up through the airholes, which they themselves had kept open, breaking tbrou!h them from time to time to permit of their emergi112'. ''It seemed cruel business, but ,.,,e thought it sport, for it gave i1s a pleasurable sort of excitement, besides which we were credited 011 the ship's books with a small sum for each one that we brought in, alld I r;ave ruy sbare to Bill. ''It was or uearly so, although there no sun, for the twilight of the first few weeks is about the same as day. \"\1 e spent an hour or more in tb is employment, thickly wrapped iu robes and caps, and rubbexs, and taking au occasional run on the ice to keep our blood in circulation, l'l11d I had just missed my third shot at a seal, seeing t11e wouuded or frightened game disappearing under the ice, wheu we became suddenly aware that we were not a1one in otir sport. "There \Va5 another hunter in the field, who was by 110 means hunting seals; he was after us, knowing very well that we could not retreat uuder the ice M the seals had done. and thus escape him. Bill aud I made tile discovery almost at the same moment that a full-grow11 polar bear was within thirty rods of us, making such

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DIAMOND DUCK, JRo-THE BOYS' BEST WEEKLY. 29 rapid and direct approaches tha t there could be uo dotibt of bis intentions. ' Tht re w a s only one thing to be done; so we d i d not r.top for consultation, but started and ran of cours e to ward the ship, which was considered und e r all circ umstauces our ark of safety. But it was fully two miles dista11t-quite too far to be gained ahead of our flei:t footed enemy, a:1d Bill was decidedly ahead of me in the race. "Bruin knew his prey-he made for me. Unfortun ate ly I had jllst discharged my g\II:i, and there was no t ime to r e load it with rny b e num b ed fingers. It bad been hard work at the best, even with a bundant leisure to effect it. I could do nothing but throw it away, as it only encumbere d me, and I gaiued some time in this way, as my unreasoning pursuer stopped a full minute to exnmine it. ''When he had tossed it aside and renewed the chase I heard Bill calliug to me, aud saw him point without stopping, toward some old, long di s used E squimaux ice llUts, which were considerably nearer to us than the ship, and which \Ye had often seen aud examined. ''\Ve knew them to be empty, and that two of them w e re entirely frozen u_r:>, wbile in the third, the door ( a block of ice) only partly filled the entrance, for we had oa"e crept through the passage to explore the interior. "I did not hesitate. My case seemed quite hopeless on the first alternative, and nearly so on the other; in deed, I think the bear J..dmself so regarded it, for he did uot seem to exert himself, but came on with a long, steady lope, doubtless, measuring the distance and the steps necessary to overcome it, quite as accurately as if he had been a lnnd surveyor. I now threw off my outermost overcoat, and this also my enemy stopped and sniffed, while I increased my speed, uow direeting my course to the ice hl1ts. The pan beast paused only a few seconds this time; and I conld plainly hear his breath, as well as bis steps which were remarkably uniform in sound. ''He still rapidly. I believed my last hour to be at hand. I need not say that I was afraid; I waster rified-horrified beyond description, and I prayed as only dying men pray. "Bruin was at my heels, certainly not thrice his own length distant, when I came to the first of the huts. 'l'he others, alas, were too distant to reach, and this was not the one we had squeezed into. ''I got behind it, interpoi;ing it between myself and the foe; wbo, of course, attempted to reach me by going arouud it. Here a new kind of race began, and as I kept nearer to the periphery of the circle than he co11ld do, owing to the great length of bis body, I think I gained a little advantage. ''After this had gone on loug epough to become monotonous, he suddenly turned anC1 went the other way, thinking probably, with a brutes unreason, that that must be the shorter route. Of course, I foUowed his example, and so the chase went on. "At last he stopped, and seemed to reflect, after which he made a quick leap toward the top of the low hut or hummock, scrambling up awkwardly through the deep snow, but gaining the broad apex, where he looked down upon me 'IVith very evident triumph. ''I was now clearly in bis power, for he could descend at any point, but when, at the next moment he at tempted to do so, he slipped and rolled to the very base of the hllt, where he w a s for the moment so embedded in the s now that h e could not instantly extricate him self. ''I took advantage of this mishap to start and run toward the next !mt, having gained a little breathing spell, and as I r e ached this hoped-for refuge ahead of my enemy I ran around it to discover the entrance into which I had once cr e pt, but which was now filled nearly to the top with drifted aud frozen snow. ''I did not know whether I could get in. I did not know whether I 011ght to, for if I could enter, perhaps the gaunt bear ccu l d follow. But being cold, numbed, and nearly exhat;:,le d, there seemed no other cha11ce, and with tbe aid o f both hands and feet I made an opening and crawled through, hop i ng to fill up the aperture with the loose snow and hide it l rom the enemy. "Vain hope! He was close at hand. He saw me enter and his huge head was quickly at the opening and pro truding through it, forcibly but slowly, as if it found some obstruction. I took out my knife, now my only w e apon, a11d opened it with my teetb, for my fiugers refused all service, but the red, wide-opened jaw, now so very close to me nearl y seized my hand, and wrist, and knife together, while I stopped and hesitated where and how to strike 'The situation was terrific. I stepped back; the head advauced, followed by the shoulders and by one paw, while the other seemed to be doubled under him. I strnc k feebly with my knife, and a loud roar followed, but the beast did not advance nor retreat, and then the ide a flashed upon me that he was stuck fast in the small hole into which he had so crowded. Here was a gleam of hope, and I stuck a1'aiu. only roared and dodged his head nside; then I was sure that be was fast, and I took courage and plied my knife tu ore vigorot1sly, keeping clear of bis distended jaws, aud aiming at liis eyes. ''Whatever I could clo I m?st do quickly. His body was already melting the snow and ice around him, anC. he was thus enlarging the orifice which as yet held him fast. A vigorous bound might bring him through: '' l again aimed at one of his eyes, but although my 11ands were now warming to their "\!\ Ork, it was no easy matter to reach those terrible orbs. I tried his neck, and although my knife blade went in it was without seem ing effect; but as turned his great head on one side, revealing the cord-like artery I gathered all my energy and made a thrust at it-a deep slashing cut. The life blood poured out and spouted over me, and I knew that ruy work was done, aud drew back into the hut to rest. ''It was done. I poured forth thanks while the brute forth his blood, roaring loudly at first, but with a bellowing which soon diminished in volume, until it sank to feeble groans. When I had rested from my gre,at fatigue, I went to him (pityingly, I must say), but I cut his other artery and hastened his end. ''Jiow to get out of 1uy prison was the IJext problem. I could not n10ve tbe great carcass; I was fearfully cold, and I had to run and jump to regainmy warmth aud vitality. :But I was sure that some of my friepds were by this ti rue in search of me, nor was I mistaken,_ for the captain and nearly all his crew were out ou the quest. I

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