The Bradys and the missing girl; or, A clew found in the dark


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The Bradys and the missing girl; or, A clew found in the dark

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The Bradys and the missing girl; or, A clew found in the dark
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SEeRET SERVTeE. OLD .AND YOUNG I{ lNG BRA.DY, DETECTIVES. Issued Weekly-By Subscription $2.50 per 11ear. Entered as Second Glass Matter at the :vew York, N Y. Post Offkfl, Marchl, 1899. Entered ac co1ding to Act of Oong1ess, i n the y ear 1901 in t he office o f t h e Librarlatt o f Congress Washington, D 0 by Fran/' 7'ousey 24 Uni on Square, New York. No. 125. NEW YORK, J une 14, 1901. Price 5 Cents. The Bradys and the Missing Girl .OR, A CLEW FOUND IN TH E DARK BY A NEW YORK DETECTIVE. CHAPTER I. THE C ASE OF THE :MI SSING GIRL. Two m e n s to o d in the d o orway of the Hoffman House o n Broa dway in th e City o f N e w Y o rk. They w a t c h e d the thro n g s u rg ing pa s t on th e b usy thor o u ghfar e The vari o u s ty pes of hum anity drif ti n g alon g in that great human ma e l s trom seemed to inte rest the m Beside the m s t o o d two o t h e r me n On e was a c happi e s u c kin g th e h e ad of his can e a n u ogli ng the pretty g irl s as they passed by. The other was a l a nky, s quar e -j a w e d South e rn e r with s unk e n eyes a nd h agg ard f eatures half s had e d by a wide s lou c h hat. Th e oth e r two, o r ra th e r the fir s t two did not seem a w a r e Jo their presence. I But thi s was n o t s o as developm ents will presently disc lose. I They trav e l e d togethe r a nd many a c ase of myst e r y and c r ime the y solved In fa c t it m i ght b e s aid that the y had never fai l e d i n the s o l ution of a c a se. 'rhe Bradys would never have been take n for d e tectives :ts the y s tood now in the entrance of the h ote l. They w e r e w a t c hin g or s hadowin g the two men near the m, the t all man with the s louch hat a n d the c ha ppie with the can e In an s w e r to a poss ib l e que s tio n as to a reason for this w e will tak e th e r e ad e r back a ways in our n arrative. Three days sinc e the detectives had fini s h e d u p a bank robber y case in the u ppe r part of t h e S t ate. Upon arriving in N e w York they were s u mm on e d at o nce to the office of the Chief of the Sec r et Service. G entle m e n," s aid that worthy I have t h e king pin c ase for you now." As a matt e r of fa c t they w e r e t w o of Ne w Y ark 's m ost :.,. oted d etectives. "That i s what w e w ant," s aid Old King B r ady. "The n you are r e ad y for it?'' "Yes. James Brady, or a s h e was b ette r known Old King r a dy, was the tall powerful f r a m e d old m a n in the i g h t-fitting blu e c oat a nd s lou c h h at. H e was a t y p e o f the o ld school a nd yet a dh e r e d to any of the o l d c h a ra c t e r ist ics o f dress and manne rs. His companion was y oun g a nd athl e ti c a nd h a nd s ome. Harry Brady, or Youn g K i n g Bra dy, as h e was ca ll ed, vas r ea ll y a pro tege o f t h e e ld er d etect ive. Bu t h e was scarcel y infer ior to h i m in t h e m atte r of l e n t an d sagacity The two were the warme s t' of fri e nds "Wha t i s the c ase?" ask e d Har ry. Of c ourse," r e pli e d 'the ch i e f "that i s the fir s t thing. I w ill give you the notes from m y book. The chi e f ope n e d hi s l e dger L e t m e see," h e s aid, "I have h e r e the name of Eugene G r a ves. H e i s a w e alth y ope rator in Wall st reet H e lives in Fifth avenue and has a young daughte r who i s just a bout r e ad y to send away to school. "Graves wor s hips t h is da u g h te r whos e n a m e i s M yrtle She i s the only relative a n d h e set s g reat s tor e b y h e r But

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I f 2 THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. things in this world upon which we set the most valtit:! are often sto len from us. "Myrtle has been stolen from bet home1 or at least so her father believes. She is a missing girl. "A week ago Graves returned home to find a letter which was in her handwriting on the table. I have a copy of it here. "To my dear father: "I know you will not approve of the name I have taken. But it was my only hope of happiness. Long since I met and fell in love with a young man whom I know you would not have approved of. Satisfied that you would never give your consent to our marriage, I decided to go away with him. I lov e him very ntuch and we shall be very happy. I am sorry to leave my dear father, and if he will forgive me, we may return. But it was my only way. It will be of no use for you to follow us, for you can never find us. 11Yours respectfully, lVIYRTLE GRAVES. 11 Of course," resumed the chief, "Graves was nearly insane by this discovery. At once he inserted a notice in th e papers of various cities promising full pardon if Myrtle and her lover would return. 11But he received no answer. Detectives were employed. No clew was gained. "Then a horrible suspicion seized him. What if his daughter had been kidnapped and the letter was a forgery? He employed experts to examine the chirography. They have reported unanimously that the handwriting was that of Myrtle Graves. "But they find certain peculiarities which they affirm indicate that the letter might have been writtetl under dure s s or in some perverted state of min_d induced possibly by a drug or hypnotism. 11 So he has decided to employ every means possible to un earth the mystery and learn the facts in regard to his daughter's fate. "If she has been kidnapped he will bring the villains to justice, no matter what the cost. "The latest entry I have here is a letter received by him a day or two since from Charleston, South Carolina, and which is written in a rough, illiterate hand. "To Mister Graves, Wall Street, New York: 11 Deer Sur : Your gal is safe down yeer, an' we uns can send her back to ye safe an' sound fer ten thousand dol lars in gold. Rite to Pete Jackson, Charleston Hotel." "There you are," said the chief in conclusion. "Now the qut>stion is did Myrtle Graves elope with her lover, or was she murdered, or kidnapped by some of Graves' pals, or possibly by crooks, with the hope of securing a ransom?" The two Bradys sat s ilent for some>vhile. Old King Brady reflectively took a chew of tobacco from a big hunk he carried. This was his ihvariablt:J pfltctice when he was putzled. Harry whistled softly. Fi11ally the old detllctive said: "It's crooked work." "You think so?'' "1'hat's on the face ot it." "Well, I think so. But what is their purpose?" "That remains to be seen." ''Well," said the chief, "you are the best men we hav! to undertake this case. Will you do it?" Old King Brady nodded. "Let us make notes," he said. I think we can rounc up the guilty parties." Both detectives made copious notes froth the chief's note book As the old detective inspected the letter from Charles ton, S. C., he gave a stare "Here you are," he said. "Eh, what?" asked the chief. "This is the important letter." "Indeed "It is supposed to have been sent from Charleston, bul it is plainly postmarked New York City." The chief was surprised. "The deuce!" he exclaimed. "I never thought of no tieing the postmark. Why, so it is. What does that in dicate ?" .. "A very important fact," said Old King Brady. "Thl kidnappers, and perhaps their victim, are right here in Ne'\1 York." "Then this Southern story is a blind?" "No, they undoubtedly intend to round up at Charleston! That simplifies matters for us." 3 The chief looked admiring ly at the old detective. ''I believe you have second-sight," he said. "No obstac]f : exists that yot1 cannot penetrate." "Bosh!" said the old detective. "It is a process of deduction. Well, here is another clew." The chief was astonished. ) "What?" he gasped. "This is hotel correspondence paper." "How do you krtow that?" "By its appearance Also the fact that the heading of thi hoteJ..has been cut off. 'l'his written in some hotel. Lei me see. Some hotels watermark their paper." a Old King Brady held the letter up against the light. "Ah !" he cried, triumphantly. "There you are. It il easy to read the watermark: Hoffman House." "Hoffman House?" gasped the surprised chief. "You may see for yourself." "Well, I am beaten l Then this letter was written righ at the Hoffman House in this city and did not come fron Charleston?" "That is just it. "What does that indicate?" "It indicates that the writer was a Southerner, and thac he is now or has been stopping at the Hoffman House." ll "Our plan now is very simple. We will go to that hote and inspect the register. Every Southerner who is ther

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BRADYS THE GIRL. 3 e s ha s been there will be an object of suspicion and will I ceive our attention." "Enough!" cried the rh ie. ''Go on with the case. I'll uger my year's salary you win out." ''Don't be too sure," said Old King Brady, pessimisti Uy. "Sometimes failure is not to be avoided." A few moments later the detectives took their CHAPTER II. SOUTHWARD BOUND. And this explains the presence of the Bradys on the steps f the Hoffman House at the opening of our story. "Harry," said Old King Brady, in an undertone, "I am atisfied that young dude is in the game." "Well, that may be," agreed the young detective : "He 1 on't look as if he had brains enough to be bad." "Appearances don't count. The worst criminal I ever new in my life was masquerading as a priest." J "Then you think that the chappie is masquerading?" 1 "I don't know!" 'Th e old Southerner may be our man." "Yes." 'l'he Bradys knew that these. two men were sojourning t the Hoffman House. Th e Southerner was registered as Colonel Jack Chiv-3 gto of Savannah, Georgia. He had a room on the roadway side of the hotel. The young man was also r egistered and gave the name L f Elwood Burton, of Richmond Virginia. The two seemed to be on friendly terms though they emed an ill-mated couple. Sudd enly Chivington stepped out and hailed a hansom. He stepped into it and the Bradys heard him give a umber on lower Broadway. The y knew this to be the ticket office of the Clyde Line teamer s, which plied between Charleston and New York. 1 Elwood Burton waved his hand in adieu to Chivington. c "Ta, ta, Colonel!" he said, with a flat voice, "I'll see you ter." ) The colonel leaped into the cab and drove away. i The Bradys looked at each other. 1 "Well," said Harry. "Well?" "It is easy to see what his purpose is." rr "He is going to get passage for Charleston." "Yes." "Harry," said Old Kjng Brady, slowly, "Chivington is Southerner. He is going to Charleston. The letter inuiring about the reward of ten thousand purported to a ome from Charleston. I believe that i10 where we shall d work cut out for us." "I agree with you." r "Let us, therefore, follow Chivington thither." "Then you think that Chivingion is our man?" "I do not know. That remains to be seen." "At least, it is the most tangible thing in sight." "Just so." "V cry good. Suppose we do down and engage our pass age also." "All right." The Bradys stepped into a cab. They were driven to the office of the Clyde Line in lower Broadway. "\Vill you let me see your passenger list?" asked Old King Brady. ''I wish to see if a friend is among yol!r passengers." "Certainly!" replied the clerk. The old detective ran his eye down the list. He gave a start. There was the name of Colonel Jack Chivington booked for Below it also was the name of .Elwood Burton. This was the first intimation the detectives had gained that Burton was going also. Old King Brady and Harry gave fictitious names and secured passage also. The game was on. The more the detectives thought it over the better satis fied they were that they had hit the right lead. In all respects Chivington tallied with the presumed per sonnel of the writer of the reward letter. The Iroquois was to sail that night. The Bradys went to their lodgings to get a few changes of linen and some slight disguises. This was all they carried and it only occupi d a small cornel-' in a light satchel. Useless luggage is eschewed by the keen practical de tective. Nothing was carried that would in any way hamper their movements. When the sailing hour came the d e tectives went on board the steamer and sought their stateroom .. Chivington and Burton were already there and pacing the deck. Soon the steamer dropped out of the harbor and stood away to the southward. The seasick ones of the passengers quickly sought their berths. Chivington and Elwood were not among these. Neither were the Bradys. The tall Southern colonel and the chappie made them selves quite agreeable in the cabin. There were lively people on board and soon all sorts of high jinks were inaugurated. Elwood furnished no little amusement for the others. He was droll in hi s speec h and good-natured in the face of all the raillery aimed at him. The colonel was amiable but had the Southern hauteur and reserve whi c h forbade. familiarity. The Bradys, of course, dipped in with the rest. And they quickly became the leaders. As Mr. Dingley and son, James, they were very pop ular.

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I THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. Elwood took a great shine Harry and said: "I'm dead st uck on you, deah boy. You aw s u ch a jolly boy, don't you know. Beastly jolly." "Wait iill we get to Charleston," said Harry, "We'll paint the town." "He--he, haw-haw! I should say so. But, I say, they tell me these Southerners are demned chilly to u-s North ern tourists." "They like our money." The chappie thought this was awful funny and laughed till his sides ached. Harry saw that he was a youth of an exceedingly shallow type. But yet, he might be a criminal. The young detective was not to be deceived. 1 "I say, Ellie," he said, familiarly. "I'll bet you're a dead easy mark for the girls." "Eh, aw, what do you mean by that, you joker you?" "Well, I mean that you are fond of the fair charmers." "Of course I am. Ain't you ?" "Well, I 'Should say. Do you know any pretty girls in Charlestol). ?" Elwood sucked his cane a moment, thoughtfully. ar know one," he said. "Ah! I suppose she has a sister or some friend?" "Haw, haw! Ah, see! You are a sharp fellah, don't you know. Haw-haw. I'll ask her. But you can't cut me out; don't you know. She's engaged to me." "Oh, she is. So you are really going to marry and down?" "Oh-I-I don't know. If she'll marry me, of course I'll do it." "Oh, then she hasnl-t agreed?" "Well, aw, that is-I think she will, don't you know." The chappie had grown suddenly sober and thoughtful. The astute young detective did not fail to notice this. He knew that he }Vas working progress. Scrhe went on: "I'm mignty interested. Tell me all about her, Ellie. Then I'll tell you my girl." "Aw, so you have a girl,?" "Sure!" "Urn, well to be sure. You see she's-very petite, and-aw, she has blue eyes and pretty, yellow ha;r, and--er-" "She's a real Southerner, .eh ?" "Aw, no bless me! She's a Northern girl, you bet." "The deuce you say! What's she doing in Charleston? Oh, I see! She's a summer or winter resident." "Yas-aw, that's it." "What's her name?" The chappie sucked his cane. "Aw, I say, I cannot go so far as that," he said. "She might not like it." "Hang it! What's the odds. I'll tell you my girl's name. It is Nancey." "Haw-haw! ain't that gay. She must be a sailor's daughter?" "No, she's a country girl with the freedom of the field and the light of the sky in her eyes." "I say, man, you ought to be a poet. I'll have to tE Myrtle of that. "Myrtle!" exclaimed Harry. triumphantly. "What l(retty name. I say, I know I shall fall in love with yot girl." "If you do, you'll have to accept a challenge from ru don't you know." "Oh, I wouldn't mind that. A duel is my delight." The success with which he was meeting nigh overwhelm Harry He was stunned. He had not dreamed of such an easy victory. That tl ::viyrtle spoken of by Elwood was the abducted Myrtle I had not the least doubt. But how this vapid, light-brained youth had succeeded i carrying out such a dangerous enterprise was beyond m derstanding. The young detective was about to proceed with his ski full pumping tactics, when a gruff voice sounded in the rear. "I say, Burton, what the devil are you trying to do? you don't quit lying you'll have to get another guardim Apologize to that gentleman. You don't know any gi : named Myrtle. The girls don't shine up to you, anyway. The chappie turned pale. CHAPTER III. SOME CLEVER WORK. Chivington it was who had spoken. Harry turned just in time to see him give Elwood deadly glare. Then the gallant Southern colonel bowed politely t Harry and said: "I know you will pardon my nephew's romancing. E. wood is a good boy, but he like s to pose as the hero of tb fair sex. Is not that so, Elwood?" "Yes. uncle," said Elwood, meekly. The colonel now made himself exceedingly amiable h Harry. He talked of himself and of his nephew, and told of thei plantation in Carolina. The young detective affected deep interest and gave tb colonel the impression that he was wholly off the scent. But it was the colonel who was duped. The young detective so skilfully blinded him that whe they parted the astute colonel believed that he had repaire the damage done by the thoughtless Elwood. Then the col
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THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. 5 Harry told all this to Old King Brady in the privacy Then the detective went up to the room assigned him of their stateroom. as Leonard Brown. te All doubt was settled. He ensconsed himself in atl' chair and waited. "We have struck the scent, Harry." And he did not wait in vain. "To a dead certainty." Presently there came a light tap on the door. "The girl spoken of by that hare-brained fellow is The detective arose and hobbled to it. Myrtle Graves. She is in Charleston." As he swung it open he saw Chiyington standing before "Sure!" him. 'l'he colonel's dark eyes were gleaming like stars. "Elwood is a fool. Chivington is really the man at the "Are you from Xew York?" he asked. 1,] bo!tom of i-all." "Yes," replied Old King Brady. "W.on't you come in." I "I don t think he suspects us." ChiYington entered the room. He took off his hat. "Not yd." "You're Leonard Brown?" "Still, it will be well to keep out of his way. He will ''Yes." be much on his guard." "And you have come here to meet Pete Jackson?" The Bradys were much elated at the point they had "Yes!" gained. The two men looked searchingly at each other. The course to be pursued now seemed simple, indeed. "Sit down!" said Old King Brady. "You need have It wa!l simply to shadow the 'two crooks in Charleston no fear. It's a square deal." o. and find out the hiding place of the missing girl. The colonel sat down. e That this was in or about Charleston they felt sure. "I'm not Pete Jackson," he said. In due time the boat re ached Charleston. It was to "Oh, you're not?" continue on io Jacksonville, but the detectives got off with "No." Chivington and Burton. The detective affected disappointment. All proceeded to the Charleston Hotel and registered. "That is too bad." Now the Bradys played a new card. "But I represent him." Old King Brady donned a clever disguise. "Oh, well, that is all right." He made up as an old lawyer or solicitor of respectable "Y u can state your business to me." appearance and registered as follows: "Well," said Old King Brady. "I represent the father "Leonard Brown, New City.'! of the missing girl. I have come in answer to the letter." He managed to do this at a moment when Chivington "And have you got ten thousand dollars with you?" was within hearing. "No." Then he leaned over the counter and asked of the clerk: Chivington grew stiff. "My good man, do you know of anybody here by the "That is the only thing that will save her," he said. name of Pete Jackson?" 1 "She is in a secure place and can never be rescued py any The clerk looked thoughtful. force. That is the only hope." "No," he said, finally. "Nobody is here of that name." Old King Brady bowed. t j "Well," said the pseudo lawyer. "If any one of that "It is not a question of money," he said. "But of name calls for me, send him to my room." sincerity. I am delighted to come here and make sure that rm "All right, sir." this is not a hoax." lhl Chivington had turned as if on a pivit and regarded Old "Well, it is not." King Brady keenly. "I suppose not. But you understand! That is what I am Of course, he did not penetrate the disguise and saw be-here for." tofore him only an aged solicitor. "Exactly!" said Chivington. "Well, in what way can Old King Brady ambled away and sought a dark corner I prove it to you?" i of the hotel piazza. "I must see the girl." Through an open window he could see the interior of the "-I don't kn:)w about that." lru office. "Very well. We shall consider it a sharp game of de-The very things occurred which he had expected. ception. We are not to be defrauded of the ten thouChivington walked up to the register and studied it. sand. We have the girl when the money is paid 1e Then he walked away. over." re "The time has come," muttered the old detectrve, mak"You'll get her," said Chivington. "Place the money ing the signal to Harry. in the hands of the hotel clerk subject to my order. Wait Then the pseudo Leonard Brown walked totteringly six hours and she shall be in your hands. She will walk .n across the office and to the stairs. into this hotel alone and safe." He paused, to say to the clerk: Old King Brady o:-efiected. "If anybody by the name of Pete Jackson calls to see "Prove to me first that you have the girl," he said. me, send him to iny room." j "Take me to where she is.'' "All right, Mr. Brown." Chivington laughed jeeringly.

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G THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. ===========:::::::::;:::=--=====: "Do you think I'm a fool?" "Bah! I am a decrepit old man. Do you think I could take her by force?" Chivingi.on hesitated a moment. "I'll make another proposition," he said. "Come with me, and pay the money at the spot and take the girl away with you." "If you'll allow me to take a guard for protection I'll do it." Chivington dropped a curse "You're a lawyer," he sa id, ri sing. "You and I can do no busines s Let them send some one else." "Suppose they did and you were arrest"ed ?" "Yes." Chivington sneered and replied: "Let them arrest m e That would avail nothing I am not Pete Jackson. I ad nothing to do with stealing the girl. I am her friend. I am the neutral party and the go-between. If you arrested me, you'd never get her." Then h e lowered his voice. "But for m e they'd never get her," h e sa id. "There i s a young in love with her. He would give his soul for h er. If J ack&on trades with him she will be carried away to a fflr pari of the world and consigned to a life of slavery." Old Ki11g Brady pretended apprehension. He nervou s l y rubbed his hands. "Well, well," h e said. "All I want is assurance that you have the gfrl." "Then you think it is a bluff?" "It might be." "What will convince you that it isn't?" "I must see her." "Look her e If I bring you word from her, a letter, or 8ome obj ect familiar to you, will that be enough?" "When will you bring it?" 'rhe colonel looked at his watch. "It is now seve n o'clock." "Yes." "I will bring you a letter and a lock of the girl's hair between now and ten o'clock." She lifted the veil and showed the handsome features t l of Young King Brady. "Harry,'' whispered Old King Brady, "did you hear all?" 1 "Yes." "Follow him." I The young detective in female guise slipped out of the room. Old King Brady turned out the light in Leonard 1 Brown's room and went into the next room closing the door between. He quickly changed his guise of Leonard Brown to that ; of the tourist, Mr. Dingley. 1 He then descended to the office. He saw Chivington just crossing the piazza. H e was booted and spurred as if for a ride. "Ah, Colonel," he cried; "do you ride in the evening?" < For a moment C hivington betrayed annoyance. 'l'hen h e smiled and said a:ffably: "Yes. I am going out to try a new thoroughbred. We have a fine moon, you know-." '' } .. h, I would like to join you if I had a horse." "So sorry. Perhaps another. time.'' The colonel ha ti ly passed out to the street. A colored g room there held a horse ju waiting. 'rhc colonel vaulted in the sadd le and galloped away. H e did not noti ce that a lady deeply veil e d galloped s ome distance behind him. For some miles the colonel rode out on the road which J l ed near the rice (\eld s The night was a glorious moonlight one. In the sandy soi l the horses' treads were noi seless. And not until h e heard a slight scream did the colonel realize that anyone was behind him. He turned his head. A well-formed lady, veiled, was trying to control a horse which she sat upon. The animal gave frantic plunges and dashed past the colonel. He did not s usp ect that an irritating spur was the cause of this. The colonel was surprised to note that the lady was un attended. He spurred forwnrd a little with an impulse to render any nec essary assistance. And the opportunity came. CHAPTER IV. 1 With all her strength the lady reined in her horse, and 1 then s lipped to the ground. She held the beast by the bridle though it continued to snort and paw. THE COLONEL HIDES WITH A LADY. "Very good!" said Old King Brady with alacrity. '(I will accept your offer." ''All right." Chivington arose and strode to the door. He made a low bow and was gone In an instant the old detective tapped on a door con necting with the n ext room. 'l'he door opened. A lady deeply veiled stood on the threshold. The colonel reined up. "Pardon me, madam," he said. "Are you in trouble?" "I am armed and I am able to defend myself," she re plied. 'Your voice, though, be speaks a gentleman." "Rest assured of that," said the colonel, as he slipped from his saddle. "I am Colonel Chivington." "Of Charieston?" "Yes." "I have heard of you. But I will not detain you, colonel. My horse does not like his curb. I shaH lower the rein." "Permit me to assist you, madam. No, I protest," said

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THE BRADYS AND THE l\IISSING GIRL. 'l the gallant colonel. "I am a gentleman. You have nothing to fear from me." "You are very kind," said Harry in a well-simulated fem inin e voice. ''I live in Charleston, and am belated on my road home. I dared not keep my horse's head homeward :for he would run away with me." "There is always risk,., said the colonel. "But do you not fear to ride alone aL this hour?'' "You forget. I am armed." "'l'hat is true, but the negroes in this vicinity are of a desperate kind. I wish I were going your way. In fact, I shall shortly turn back. I only go as far as the next house." ''Indeed,'' said Harry, hesitatingly. "Yes," assured the colonel. 'I have a little business call to make there. If you would not mind waiting outside a short while, I would be glad of the honor of escorting you hack to the city." "l t<'dr that I shall put you to a great deal of ttotible." X one whatever, I assure you. It is an honor I beg." The colonel bowed low. manner was gracious and even pleading. Harry smiled with inward delight. "I am half tempted to accept your offer," he said. "That is enongh.'' cried the colonel. "Allow me to assist yon to the saddle." "T do not need assistance,'' sairl. Harry as he lightly 1 mounted. "Ride ahead, Colonel Chivington. I think I can contml mY horse now." { And together they rode on along the lane between the canes, until suddenly the road branched and showed a ( house in a tangle of magnolias. The colonel had kept up a clyer conversation. lie could be a very genial beau \\lten he chose, and this a was his moment. "Tl ere we are," he said lightly. "You have not as yet e honored me with your name." "Miss Clinton," replied Harry, at a venture. "\Vhat? You are not of the Gol
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8 'rHE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. He did not suspect that danger was impending until sud denly a crunching footstep sounded in his rear. Before he could turn there was a rustle, and sinewy :fingers closed around his throat. "Hold her, Mose. Don' yo' let her slip." "Yo' bet I will." "Clar fo' goodness! She am strong fo' a woman." Harry was in the clutch of two burly negroes. He stmggled with fierce desperation. But he was choked half senseless, and then dragged toward the door. The commotion was heard by those inside. Instantly the door was thrown open and the other negroes rushed out. Chi vington stood in the door. "What's the matter, you black devils?" he grow led. "Fo' de Lor', Marse Chivington, we'se done cotched some white woman peekin' in de window." Then the colonel caught sight of Harry. With an oath he started for the negroes. "You black hounds!" he roared. 'You dare to handle a white woman that way? I'll have your hearts for this.'' 'l'hen he caught Harry's half senseless form and car ried him to the light which shone through the cabin door. And here he glanced down into the young detective's face. Hany caught his breath and his senses came back to him with a rush. He started up and writhed from the colonel's grasp. As for Chivington, he.stood aghast at the revelation. Harry's hat and veil, as well as the false chignon, had fallen and revealed his masculine features. "Devils!" yelled the astounded colonel. "It's a man!" "Dat's what!" cried the negroes in chorus. "A man in woman's clothes." Harry saw the danger of the situation at a glance. He realized that only prompt action could save him. And he acted Quick as a flash he made a leap for the cabin door His purpose was to get inside and close it. Then he would hold the fort, and if possible rescue the girl. But, quick as he was, the colonel was quicker. He threw himself in front of the young detective. Harry was hurled back. Then the negroes started to close in on him. The young detective was not foolhardy. He saw that the odds were too largely against him. The best he could do was to assure his escape. He did not doubt that the kidnappers would kill hill! if they could So he leaped to the right, stnlCk one of the coons a fearful blow and drew his pi s tol. It was not Harry's purpose to kill, s o he fired over the heads of the coons. It frightened them just enough to enable him to get a start. Then he dashed_into the magnolias again. On he ran. Presently he reached his horse. He heard his pursuers and their mad yells behind him. "Catch him!" roared Chivington. "Kill him! Don't let him get away." Y( But they were too late. Hany vaulted into the saddle. There was but one thingw for him to do. w He must ride back to Charleston the quickest way andW get assistance. He certainly could not rescue the fair prisoner alone. i:l He knew no other plan. So he forced his horse to the utmost. And an hour later, when he pulled up at the door of thew Charleston Hotel the few guests on the piazza at that hour g : were startled. Old King Brady was one of them The young detective tumbled out of the saddle. "Huny!" he shouted. "Get all the help you can. Fol-11 low me!" He tore the female garb off and stood revealed in hi own clothes. "Harry," cried Old King Brady, "have you got theft scent?" "Yes, and the game is our s if we can get there in time." J Hastily Harry told his story. .j The result was prompt action, or at least as prompt as1 possible. Old King had no trouble in at once procuring a f horse. But it was another thing to start the Charleston police 0 out of their quarters at that hour. t However, a posse was obtamed, and all set out at full c speed for the plantation house. "It's Lem Steele's old place," said one of the officers. "It's gone to decay, a.n' been given up to niggers." "Ah!" said Old King Brady. "\V ell, I only hope well can get there in time." It was, however, long aftei midnight when they rode upt with a clatter to the Steele house. It was quite dark. No light now shone in the window. b "W c might have expected it," said Old King Brady. "They would have been fool s to wait here for Uf'." "That's so," agreed Hany. "They have s lipp e d us." "For a sure thing." 0 All that was possible was done. The house was entered aml searched from encl to encl. Not the slightest clew was found. There was no hou ses near, nor n e i ghl.lms to give a clew to the direction taken by the flying party. All that could be done was to wait until morning, and1.1 try to trai l the footprints in the road. But drops of rain were in the air, and soon a pouring c rain was obliterating all possible trail. The Bradys wer e disappointed. c After all their brilliant detective work they were foiled The mask was off, .ancl the kidnappers on their guardt would be harder ever to tra.p. "We ought to have brought a force out here," said King Br y. "It's our mistake1 partner."

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THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. 9 "You are right," agreed Harry. "But we'll catch them yet. We know our men." "What is more, these niggers will furnish a clew. I would know the wench they called Dinah anywhere in the world. They have shipped to some other point. But we will track them down." This, however, was destined to prove a harder job than the young detective had reckoned upon. Discomfitted they returned to Charleston. For days they scOl'""ed the region about and sought everywhere. But Chivington and Burton, as well as the negroes, had vanished Where had they gone? This was the question It remained for Harry to find the clew, and it was found in the dark. While struggling with the negroes Harry's hand had i clutched an object at the throat of one of tl).em. It had been s u s pended by a greasy ribbon about the fellow's neck. The young detective instinctively hung on to the object. Ju st why he never knew, but impulse made him hold onto it until far on his way to Charleston. Then he thrust it into hi s pocket. It was a be t fore he chanced to come across it by accident. Then he fis hed out of his pocket one of the most curious objects he had ever see n. It was a cross between a monkey and a kangaroo, and carved out of some unknown wood. The young detective realized its value. It was a voodoo charm. The negro who lost it would be like a chicken without a head until he should recov e r it. So powerful is the superstition of the blacks in regard ) to the potency of the voodoo charm that they will ge to any extreme before sacrificing one. And Harry knew in a moment the value of the curious bit of roughly carved wood. He showed it to Old King Brady, and told how he got it. "That will be the means of running the kidnappers to earth," cried the old detective. "If we can find that coon we can make him do anything we choose." l. This was true. The detectives now began to work among the negroes. .v But it did not take them long to discover that they had d no light task before them. Th e negro crook is the shrewdest of crooks, and the class hang closely together. g Th e two white men were received with distrust and even coldness. l. Several days passed in this way. Old King Brady saw all a the difficulties of the matter, and finally said: "It's no use, Harry, we can't do anything personally d with these coons. But there is another way." "What is it?" asked the young detective with interest. CHAPTER VI. THE CAPTURE OF BURTON. "Well said Old King Brady slowly, "we failed to catch Chivington at the plantation house." "Yes." "It was there that you tore the voodoo charm from the neck of the negro you were struggling with. Now the whole gang with the missing girl have decamped for some other point." 'J'hat is true." "If we are to accomplish anything through the voodoo we must locate the negro who lost it, or at least get word to him." "Yes." "We have failed to that through direct intercourse with the black clique. Now I have another plan. We will ad vertise the voodoo in all the Southern newspapers. He may it and communicate with us." "Capital!" cried Harry. "That is certainly our game." So the Bradys proceeded to insert an advertisement in the Charleston, Savannah and Jacksonville new spape rs. "To the colored man who has lost a voodoo charm: He can secure the same by communication with B., Charleston Hotel, Charleston, N. C." Four days later the detectives reaped the fruit of their effort. A letter written in a coarse hand came to the hotel ad dressed to "B." Thus it read: "Dear Sur:-H you has the charm I lost I will du yoo a good turn if yoo will send it to Pete Jackson, Wekiva, Florida. Yours truly, P. Jackson." It is hardly necessary to say that the Bradys were de lighted. They had the scent again. Of this they felt sure. For the lett er was postmarked at Wekiva, and there was no doubt but that the writer was at that place. Also that he was the negro whom Harry had secured the charm from that dark night at the plantation house. In that case it was easy to assume that the kidnappers and the missing girl were in Florida. "There's the lead," declared Old King Brady, confident ly. "They left here for Florida, and it was not a bad plan, either, for there are plenty of hiding places in the woods and swamps down there." So sure were the Bradys of this that they decided to leave for Florida at once. "We need only find Pete Jackson," said Harry. "The rest will be easy." "Yes." The Bradys settled their bill at the Charleston Hotel, and at once took a Jacksonville express. They were soon bowling away across South Carolina and Georgia.

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I I 10 THE BRADYS AND 'THE i\11SSING In due time they reached Jacksonville, and at once took a train on the Jackson ville, Tampa & Key West Railroad for Sanford. It was evening when they alighted in this little Florida town, and they decided to go no further that night. So they proceeded to the Sanford House and registered. Just ts they were turning from the counter Harry gave 1 a sharp start. "By Jove!" he exclaimed. Old King Brady glanced at him. "What's the matter?" he asked. / "Look yonder." The old detective's gaze traveled to the fl:lr end of the room where a number of guests sat engaged in rending newspapers. One of these men was at once recognized by Old King Brady. "Whew!" he said softly "There is one of our birds now." The "chappie" seemed deeply engrossed and did not heed the detectives. It did not take Old King Brady lon g to decide what to do. H c walked boldly up to Burton and said curtly: "Hello, Bmton! What has brought you to Floridfl.?" "Bless me heart!" gasped the chappie, starting up. "Wheah did you come fwom?" "Old King Brady smiled. "From Charleston," he said It took Burton but. a few seconds to regain his compos ure. 'l'hen his inherent cunning came back. Fo' Gawd's sake!" he exclaimed. "Are you in consump tion, too? Dweadful thing! Everybody down here has a cough, and it jars me nerves." "Ah," said the detective quietly. "I suppose that. is what brought you down here?" Burton coughed in a hollow way. "Distressing state of me lungs," he declared. "I hope this Florida air will cure me." "No doubt it will cme you of one habit." "Eh? I don't understand." "Wetl, the habit of kidnavping young girls." Ellwood's face turned sickly green. Fear showed m its every line. "Weally, you have the advantage of me, don't you know. I don't see the point of your joke." "You don't, eh? Well, you'll feel it before long. Where is Chivington ?" "Who?" "Colonel Jack Chivington." "Oh, you mean the man from Richmond whom we met on the steamer?" "I mean your friend and pal.'1 Burton shook his head. "You are mistaken," he said. "He was never my pal." "Do you mean to say that you don't know where he is?" "To be sure.'' "Look h ere Burton," said the old detective "We have got plenty of evidence against you to put yot.k bel1ind the bars. You know that we are bound to find tbl missing girl. You know where l:lhe is. Now you must te j us or up you go." g Burton 1ras terribly frightened. He trembled violently and turned very pale. 1I-I don't know where she is," he prote s ted. "Yes you do!" declared the old detective. "I swear it, on my honor.'' "Uome, that will not do. We must know the truth. I you do not tell at once we s hall place you under arrest." Old King Brady produced a pair of steel handcuffs. t At sight of them the dude broke down completely. J "Oh, for Gawel's sake, don't arrest me," he pleaded. "I'U do anything you say. ] '11 try and find Ohivington for you.'p '''lou know where he is." "No, no!. I don't know where he is. But-I-I--' "You have an idea?" t. "Y-yes, that's it. I have an idea. Perhaps I can fine him." "Now, why not admit that you lmow?" "Because I don't," protested Burton. "That is the truth I swear it. \V-we differed, and--I'll tell you the whollll if you agree to one thing." The detectives wer e intere s ted. "What?" asked Old King Brady. "The promise that I shall not be prosecuted for kid napping." The two detectives exchanged glances. For a momen Old King Brady was silent and thoughtful. Then he said: "Burton, it shall be so. Give us the whole story, anc help us to capture tho vHlain Chivington, and you shall gt free and unpunished.'' A light of relief shone in Burton's eyes. o "Let us go somewhere.'' he said. "Have you a roonv here?" "Yes.'' The Bradys led the way ({) their room. There they wer' seated r( ''l will tell you the story," said Burton. "0 course, I shall not try to defend my course, for I have don;c: wrong, though it was by Ohivington's advice. "I was deeply in love with Miss Graves. I know shw a mere girl, don't you know, but I loved her. She re jected my suit?.I was desperate. "I told Chivington all about it, and he said I was IT fool not to steal her. He_ said it would be the easiest jol in the world. She would come to terms easy enough, ansa a ll would be mine. "So we laid the plan to kidnap her and brought her Charleston. You followed us, and we had to get out o that locality. So we started for Florida. w "Chivington sent Annt Dinah, Jackson and Close, tw other blacks, with he-r to Wekiva. We came on togethetl and at Jacksonville he got a letter from the girl's father i New York. It Reems he had written to Graves offering tjri g ive up the girl for a re""arc1 of fifty thousand dollars.

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THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. 11 "That made me mad and we had a stiff quarrel. He knocked roe down and cleared out. I carne dow'll here and have been trying to locate the gang. I'm sick of the whole job, and all I want is to get square with Chivington and the girl out of his hands. There's the story." The Braclys had listened with much interest. They saw that Burton was tellinl! the truth. It was easy enough to understand that Chi vington \v'as just the sort of a man to undertake that kind of a job. No sense of loyalty to Burton would detain him. f So Old King said: you have been made a fool of. This Chiving ton is going to feather his own nest. He does not consider you.'' "I kno.w that," agreed the Jude. "AI,Jd you can see my position." "We do." "I don't know where he is, or the girl either, any more than you." ] ''Do yon know "here Wekiva is?" "There is a small tributary to the St. Johns River below here which is called the Wekiva River." 1 'That is the place," said Harry. "Probably it is a e negro settlement." t d 0 "Yes," agreed Burton. "I am sure that is what it is.'' "Enough," said Old King Brady. "In the morning we will start for Wekiva.'' CHAPTER VII. THE WOODMEN. While the ,Bradys had no reason to doubt the sincerity of Burton, yet they deemed it best to keep him under sur n veillance. So it was proposed that he should occupy the same room with the detectives. Thi s had two beds in it, so the matter was easy. Burton eadily agreed to this. But the dude did not seem at all disposed to try and esl ape. He appeared perfectly sincere. Th e next morning the question of the trip to Wekiva 1e WM discussed. eTh ere were two way::; of reaching the place. One was overland through the pine lands and swamps. The other was by means of the river. To proceed overland meant a hard journey through hot 1 and deep swamp,;;. So after some consultation it was decided to procure a t boat and journey down the river. o It did not take the Bradys long to find a small rowboat, which they purchased for a small sYm. Then they procured some supplies and were ready for e the trip. i They were not blind to the fact that there was no little t risk in their undertaking. So they procured rifles and ammunition, for a running fight in the Everglades was a possibility. Burton ronlcl give them but little advice. "Weally," he said; "I know but little about Florida, don't you know. I think it's a beastly country, anyway." "All right," agreed Old King Brady. "It is enough for us to know that our birds are at Wekiva. We will use you when we get there." "What do you mean?" asked the chappie. "\Vhy, we may send you into the enemies' camp to play the part of spy." Burton's face paled. "Egad!" he exclaimed. "Perhaps Chivington will kill n1e." "I thought you were friends?" "Not now. Didn't I tell you he had thrown me over?" The old detective was now well satisfied of the dude's s incerity. There was no doubt but that he wa;; really out with Chivington, as he harl claimed However, the boat was got ready and the start made. Down the river they proceeded until they reached the mouth of the Wekiva. This is a small river which flows s ome miles through a mighty tract of swamp. It rises in a huge basin fed by enormous gushing springs. 'rhese are called the Blue Springs. The Wekiva is a typical river of the Everglades. Great festoons o{ vines and climbers arch overhead from cypress trees, and Spanish moss hangs from the branches in great profusion. In places it is impossible to locate the channel with the eye, for it was often choked for many hundred yards with a peculiar species of aquatic plant known as water-lettuce. This is essentially a water plant, finding no root in the soil, and living entirely on the elements of nutrition to be found in the water. The current drifts these curious little plants floating on the water, and resembling heads of lettuce, hither and thither, and somet ime s the entire channel is hidden from shore to shore. Across this treacherous green bridge the water sp ider or the yellow moccasin snake glide wi( 1l sinuous ease. Overhead flocks of clucks go swiftly their way. The whitr crow, the blue lwron and the l:: sit on the gnarled and dead branches of some giant cypress. Such was the scenery along the WekiYa. Forests of cypress growing out of the s 1ramp exten ded on either side. At night the deer came clown to the river's edge to drink. There, attracted by the lantern in the bow of the boat, they would remain an easy target for a would-be l;unter. Into these wilds the detectives with Burton made their way. At night they anchored the boat and slept on the thwarts in preference to attempting a camp in the swamp The next morning they started again on their way. It was s low and laborious work with the oars. But they 1rere getting deeper into the wilds every hom

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12 THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. Suddenly as the boat swung around a bend in the narrow stream the voyagers were given a start. )foored to the banks was a flatboat. (Jn it stood several negroes and a couple of white men. 'l'he latter were of the Southern type, with loose-fitting clothes and palm-leaf hats. They were engaged in getting out cypress logs, from which an expensive grade of shingle is made. 'l'he negroes were doing the work and the white men were overseeing the job. As the rowboat came in sight all turned to stare at the newcomers. "Hello!" exclaimed Burton. "Heah arE: some of the na tives, baw J ovel Maybe they can give us a tip, don't you The two white overseers came to the edge of the scow and regarded the voyagers with interest. "Ilello, strangers," said one of them. "Whar be ye goin'?" "See any black duck around these parts?" asked Old King Brady. "Heaps of 'em up around the lagoon, or about ther 1 "Ah! How far i s it to the Springs?" "I reckon it's four miles." "Thanks!" ",Jest cum up from Sanford?" "Yes." "Doin' a bit of huntin', ch?" "Yes, we're after game," said Old King Brady, without being specific. The Southerner squinted at the detective quizzically. The boat lay alongside the scow. The Bradys rested on their oars. "You Northerners hev a durned easy time of it, don't ye?" said the second white man. "Ef ye hed ter work hxe we'uns ye wouldn't hev such smooth hands an' faces." "I'll wager you don't begin to work s o hard as we do," said Old King Brady. The two crackers looked at each other and laughed. One of them defiled the river water with a mouthful of tobacco juice. "We don't, eh? Waal, jest git up hyer an' try yer hand at diggin' out cypress logs, an' we'll show ye what work is." "Is that what you are doing?" "Certainly." "And what are your negroes doing?" This was a hard shot. Anger showed in the faces of the two Southerners. J "Don't git sassy, Yank," said one of them. "Yew know what we :g:1ean." "Why don't you say what you mean, then?" said the old detective bluntly. "You say you work harder than we do. I can't see that you are doing anything but bossing those negroes." "Is that so? Well, thet's harder work than you think. At any rate, it's more like work than pulling a boat up from Sanford to shoot ducks." "Well, maybe it is," said Old King Brady in a con c:iliatory tone. "But we had to work to get the wher withal to enjoy a position of l e i s ure." "Like enough," agreed the two overseers. ther down ter Sanford?" "Nothing much.'' "Down her e fer sport, are ye?" "Yes.'' "Wante r buy an orange grove?" "Are there mn,ny hereabouts?" "Quite a few back from ther river. is right in the orange belt." "And Wekiva is four miles from here?" "About thet." "Is there a hotel there?" "Oh, yes. The' Clay Springs Hotel, a right smart on We're gittin' out cypress fer ther Pierce an' Torrey Com1 s pany, and they own about everything hereabouts. jest finished their branch railroad up to Apopka to connect with the T. & G. road.'' "T. & G.?" said Old King Brady. "What road is that?, "The Taveres & Gulf. I reckon you're all strangen hereabouts." "Yes. Do many hunters come into this region?" "Oh, yes ; quite a few.'' "Have any been here lat e ly?" The two Southerners exchanged glances. "Waal, 11ow you speak of it, I reckon there is a stranger over at Wekiva; but he's no Yank. I know him to be at good a reb as ever fit under General Lee." "It isn't Colonel Chivington ?" "'l'hat's his name. Do you know the Colonel?" "Well, we ought to," said Old King Brady. "We came down on the same steamer with him." "Hang it all, then ye're all right. Come aboard! Hain'tG got nothin' but a leetle corn whisky, but 'ere welcome, jest the same." The detectives saw that here was a point to be gained. S'o they gave Burton a significant glance, and Harry pushed the boat up to the scow. The painter rope was secured to the scow, and they alh three clambered aboard. Tom Scott and Jeff Wiley, the name s the two overseers gave, proceeded to show their Southern hos pitality. a The negroes were left with the cypress log s and all five white men crossed a little plank to the shore. They took a path through the live oak and in a few mo ments came to a rude shanty. Here stools were brought out, together with a jug of whisky and some meal cake s and yam s In a short whil lluite a repast was placed before the Bradys. CHAPTER VIII. A TRAGEDY. It is hardly necessary to say that the repast was ingly relished by our adventurers.

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THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. 13 They ate heartily and did all they could to fraternize e with Scott and Wiley. "I tell ye," said the latter "any friend of Jack Chiv s ington is a friend of minr. There's nuthin' too good fer JacK, an' there's nuthin' too good fer his friends." Bur ton caught Old King Brady's eye and for a moment the r e was danger of an explosion. But both controlled themselves and Old King Brady said: "We are going to look Jack up when we get to Wekiva." ,"If ye do, jest tell him that ye met Jeff Wiley." "I'll do it." "Ye won't go no further to-night?" "Yes. We must go on to Wekiva." "That's too bad. We'll make it agreeable fer ye here, and e. show ye how to bag some ducks easily to-morrow morning." ll "We'll stop on our return," sa id Old King Brady ''Ye kaint stay now, then?" "I'm afraid not!" "Wall w e ain't fer detainin' ye. Hyars ter yer good luck once more." l'S Again the jug of corn whi sky was requisitioned. The detectives pre tended to drink with great gusto. B urton through all had bern extremely silent. H e sat looking out through the door into the live oak owth. er Suddenly he gave a gasp and hi s face turned ghostly as hite. His eyes dilated with terror. Harr y noted this and got between him and the two Sotttherners, s o that they could not observe. Then he whispered: ne "What's the matter with you, Burton?" "I saw a fac e in the bushes out yon der," replied a't happie, in tremblin g tones. "It gave me an awful shock, est or it was the face of the man, I fear, Jack Chivington." Harr y was thrilled. "Chivington," he gasped. "And here? Are you sure?" "I'll take my oath." The young detectiYe's gaze wandered in the same di Mion. He also !!ave a stare There in the s hrubbery he certainly saw the outlines of a uman face. T e rribl e eyes flash ed like those of a wild nimal. Then a fearful thing happ e ned. Burl on started to rise He was the picture of abject ao error. But a streak of flame leaped from the green s hrubbery, o here was a crashing report, Burton gave a hoarse groan til nd pitched forward on his face. What followed was exci ting. made a side leap away from the door to avoid a cond shot Old King Brady turned aghast with horror o see Burton lying face downward and blood spu rting rom his neck. The two overseers Scott and Wiley had seized rifles frbm gs on the wall, and instantly started for the door. "Who fired that shot?" "Whars ther dog that killed that man? He was my g uest." But the assassin had no intention of conce aling hi s iden tity in flight. The shrubbery parted, and a tall man with revolver in hand stepped forth. It was Chivington. His face was contorted with the blackest of fury. "Jack!" called out Wiley. "Bless my heart! What's all this? Did you s hoot that chap ?I' "Yes, I did," replied Chivington. "An' I had a right to, Jeff. I came up jest in the ri ght time. He was leading those two watch -dogs of the law down upon me, and my friends. I mean those two chaps in there They' re New York detectives, an' they're hunting me like hounds." Scott and Wiley turned and gazed darkly at the Bradys. "Then they've fool ed u s "They talked fair enough a little while ago. "That's their game!" declared Cbivington. "Thdy want lo hang me for something of which I'm not gu ilty." The faces of the two overseers were hard as stee l. Their eyes shone sullenly They raised th e hammers of their rifles. Old King Brad y stepped forward. "Yes," he said, plainly, "we are New York d etec tives, gentlemen, and we are after Mr. Chivington. He has ab ducted a young gir l from New York City and is holding her for a ransom. But now the cha rge against him is a greater one It i s that of murder." Scott and Wiley looked at Chivington, who was white with rage. "The killing of Burton was justifiable," he said. "He l ed you to b etray me." "He did nothing of the kind, for he did not know more than me whether you were here or not," said Old King Brady. "The killing of this man was not warranted." "The cursed sap -head!" gritted C hivin gton. "He's better off. "That does not remove the awful charge against you of a black murder," sai d the old detective. "We demand that you surrender to the la w." Chivington l aughed jeering ly. "That is a good bluff," he said, "but it won't work. You must think I am easy Do you think you can take me from this part of the country alive? Well, you had bet t e r try it. I have hundreds of friends here who will be lieve my story and resist any attempt you may make to arrest me." Wiley and Scott stepped forward. "That's right, Jack," they said. "What sort of a region is this?" asked Old King Brady. "Is there bo law hereabouts? Will you two men defend a murderer?" "It was a justifiab l e killing," declared Chivington "W c'll take yer word for it, Jack," declar ed the over seers The Bradys saw that h e re was a situation whic h might

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. I rrHE RRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. lb 1 In this region ideas of justice were lax, and founded 1 on sentiment. e So the position of the Bradys may be appreciated. [ J If they remained in the vicinity and the fact was dis (;hivington':> storv would be br.lievrd and they I woulu be<:ome fugitive s -;y But thi s fttct and the awful risk it implied did not for a v noment alter their determination. 'rhey were deil'J'mincd to await the coming of darkness, tc then push. on up the ri 1cr to Clay Springs. y Th ere they would perfeqt a disguisc and do some clever as shadows. JC They were s ure that iiiyrtle Chaves was somewhere held a captive in Wekiva. Then much ll'as expected of the 1 oodoo charm, the clew ound in the dark. w Among the negroes this would be a potent means of i So altogether the Bradys were not disposed to look upon he case as lost. They drew the boat far up in the network of green vines shrubs, which overhung the bank. Presently the swirling water lettuce was drawn into the ittle channel and covered their tracks. A green surface xtended to the centre channel of the stream Th e detectives bad aboard the boat and now edvroceeclecl to make themselves comfortable. They were carefu l to make but little noise. They di scussed the case in all its phases. h "There was no saving Burton," said Harry. am sorry did not see the purpose of Ohivington in time." lt "So am I. Of course, Burton was the scamp who the abduction in the first place and really liable r e all the trouble." ''So he was." "Yet, I didn't want to see him murdered." r a "Especially in so cowa rdly a way." "Just so." "It shows Ohivington to be a rank coward. Why didn't first accuse Burton ?" I HQh, you may be sure there was another reason than he one he gave for killing his man. He no doubt wanted out of the way, on account of the reward." "Ye s." n "You see, Graves may be sure of getting his daughter ack now by paying the price asked." d "Just so." "But if he does not pay it before we can get1holcl of her 1e will be saved that much." er iB what we must try to do. If Ohivington gets he money we will never oatoh him. He will decamp for orne far land." tb ''I believe you." Thus t Bradys conversed in low tones. 1i v But suddenly they ceased. A startling sound came to the t o of both. Human voices were heard, and the n the splash of oars. The detectives exc hanged glances and Harry whispered: "Can it be they are after us?" "Be careful. Let us investigate." Gently Olu King Brady parted the leafy screen and looked out from their coYert. The sight, ll'hich the cletectin 's beheld. was one of deep interest to them. Down the river current a boat was being rowed. Pour men were in it 'rwo at the oars were negroe s The other two sat in the The detectives recognized them as \riley and Ohiv ington. 'rhey were looking al1eacl down the river, and as they drew nGarcr, every word they uttered wa:; plainly heard. "I don't sec nothin of ;em," sa id Wiley. "I reckon they're well on their way to Sanford." "I think we'd better go down a mil e or so, and make sure," said Chivinglon. "I tell you they're cunning devils. You can't tell what they'll do." "They won't hardly dare to stay around here. It'll be death for 'em if they do." "You don't know what they'll do. 'T'hey arc the cleverest detectives in the country." "Why didn't ye say so, and we'd have had two more funerals up at the camp." "Well, I thought it would be risky. Then I'd rather they would go home and tell the story." "Well, if any of us get a bead on 'em again you can bet it will be their finish." The boat passed on around a bend. It nred hardly be said that the Bradys had been deeply interested. They looked at each other and smiled "Wouldn't they be surprised if they knew where we were all the while?" said Harry. "Well, they will never find us here." '' Of course not." "When darkness comes we shall be all tight." An hour passed. Then once more the sound of the oars was heard. It was the boat returning. It passed silently by this time, the occupants not making speech The detectives remained quiet. Then the clay began to wane. The Brady s now took ad vantage of the last of the daylight to make a change in their personal appearance. They quickly donned a disguise, which was as near that uf the Southerner as possible. They knew the twang and eccentricities of Southern speech and did not fear being discovered. "We will fool somebody," said Old King Brady, confidently. ''You may be su re of that." "We will try it." Soon darkness settled down. In the everglades there is no twilight. With the sinking of the sun comes immecliates darkness. So almost before they could realize it the detectives found themselves in absolute darkness. That is, it was dark as a pocket in their retreat.

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!16 THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL But outside the stars gave some light, and it was not hard to see. their way on the river. The Bradys were inclined to stick to their boat and the river. They had no idea of trusting to a random course through the swamp or the higher ground beyond, a region with which they were wholly unfamiliar. They knew that by following the river to its source they must reach Clay Springs, and this was their objective point. They waited until at least two hours had passed. Then they pushed the boat out into the current They gave 'vay at the oars and rowed as silently as possible. They rounded the bend and saw the black form of the scow dead ahead. For a moment they half ceased rowing, wondering if there was anybody on the deck. 'rhey rowed sof tly alongside. No person was to be seen and all was as s ilent as the grave. If anyone was aboard they gave no sign of their pres ence. Some di stance beyond the Bradys re sted on their oars and listened. But nothing could be seen or heard. "It's all right," said Harry. "We have passed the danger point Now all is clear ahead." So it seemed. They rowed on now without reserve. The distance of .four miles against the current was not a light one to overcome. But they kept on. It seemed hours until suddenly the river began to widen. The boat glided into a great silent, open pool. The outlines of a pavilion were seen on the shore The everglades here gave way to the pines. Sandy hills rose from the banks of the great Clay Springs and the stars were mirrored in their lucid depths. 'l'he detectives forced the bow of the boat high up on the beach and leaped out. They could distinguish little in the but they were still sure of the locality. CHAPTER X. TRACED BY 'l'HE VOODOO. The detective s knewthat Clay Springs was a health re sort as well as a pleasure ground. People came from miles about to drink the medicinal water s Others to bathe in the limpid pool, or to hunt and fish along the river. A hotel stood in the fore st some distance back. The Bradys had made up thei; minds just what to do. They wonld go up to the hoilei and register for the night. They could easily pass as Floridans from some eli stan part of the State, and thus avoid attention. the while they could be looking up their birds, an perhaps s ucceed in locating the missing girl. So they made their way s lowl y up the roadway through the pines. The distant whistle of a locomotiv e was heard. It seemed that a small branch railroad, u sed largely fo the transportation of lumb er, extended to the Springs. At night a single coach brought down passengers from the Tavares & 1 Gulf road in Apopka. Many tourists or woodsmen availed themselves of this 'l'he Bradys hit upon it as a happy chance. At the hotel they'll think we came down on that train," said Harry. "It's our chance, partner." "You're right.n The Bradys mingled with the small crowd at the station when the train came in. They then walked into the hotel and asked for a room. The clerk swung the register about "William Bailey. "Andrew Dennis. "Orlando, Fla." Thus they registered. The clerk glanced carelessly at the names, and called "Front!" Then a bell-boy showed them to their room. The Bradys did not lin ger there very long. They proceeded at once to the office, and at once made themselves at home. They saw with relief that they attracted very little at tention a The house was filled with tourists and sporlsmen. The Bradys sat down in a corner and watched the throng. Suddenly Harry clutched Old King Brady. "Look!" he whispered. "Over by the door." Old King Brady saw a familiar figure. It was Colonel Chivington. He was dress e d unusually fine, and made quite a con ;:;picuous figure as he walked across the office. He looked about him in a lordly way, glanced idly at the Bradys, and then fell to studying the ladie s who were nea :F him. The detectives watched him with interest. "He does l}ot suspect u s." 11N o." "We must keep a close watch on him." Just then an incident occurred which gave the tives their cue for the evening's work. The tinkling of a banjo was heard outside, and then th voices of negroes rose on the air. A plantation melody was sung with s uch effect that tb guests of the hotel were interested. Someone cried: 11 Call them in." At once severa l energetic ones started to carry out th' s u ggestion As a result, a strapping negro with a btmj entered, followed by a negres s of prepossessing appearanc p Sl w u

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l THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. They stood in the centre of the office and began to play and sing. 'rhe negress had a :fine voice, and earned merited ap -plause. For some while they furnished amusement for the crowd. T he detect ives watched the scene with interest T hen they saw that Chivington had :fixed his gaze on the tall negro. The detective fancied they saw a signifi cant g l ance pass between them. "Chi v i ngton knows them," said Harry. "Did you see that?" "Why, yes. I wonder if they can be of his gang?" Then the old detective drew forth the voodoo chatm. Chivington at this moment walked out of the hotel and disappeared. Harry had arisen H old on," said Old King Brady. "It's of no use to follow him. I know of a better p lan." "What is it?" "Wait and see." After a time the guests seemed to tire of the negro m e l odies. T hen they turned to leave the office. The negress passed near Old King Brady. T he old detective caught her eye, and idly turned the voodoo charm on his :finger T he woman's eyes ro ll ed, and she gave a fearfu l start. .Yo doubt she would have turned pale had that been possible. It was certain that she turned to her companion and told him T he effect upon him was at 01ice perceptible. He turned and shot a glance at the Bradys, trembling like a l eaf. They passed o u t into the night, and OHl King Brady laid:. "They are ours "Did they see the voodo o ?" "Yes. "That is good. We will be sure to hear from them "You. are 'right we will." e T he Bradys now lit cigars and smoked a while leisurely Finally they arose and sauntered out of the hotel. T hey proceeded along the board wal k to the railroad platform They then turned and walked along this to the end. They were now in deep shadow, and no person was in 'ght. It was an spot. The detectives were well assured that they w'Ould hear m the negro who had played the banjo They had given him the very opportunity for which he ould be l ooking. They were not Ciisappointed There was a rustling sound in the gloom, and a tall fig l oomed up before them. "E h? Who the deuce are you?" demanded Old King rady. begs yo' pahdon, gem'mens," said a voice "l'se de lored man dat played de banjo in de hotel." "Well, what do you want? We gave you some money for it." "I knows dat, massa, but dere's one fing a brack ma n cares mo' fo' dan money "What is that?" The negro bowed low. "Yo' knows well enuff Yo' has it now." "Ah! Probably you mean that heathenish bit of wood which I had in my band." "Oh, sah! Dat am a very precious fing to de colore d people. I'se de nigger dat los' dat charm. I axes yo' to please gib it back to me." "You lost it?" "Yes, sah." "Where did you lose it?" "Up in Nor Car'lina, sah. I'se had no l uck eber since." "How did you lose it?" "Dat I dunno, massa I done lost it. Dat was all." "How do you know it belongs to you? There was a fellow, Peter Jackson, wmte to me about it." "Oh, l'se de man, sah! I'se Pete Jackson!" cried the negro eagerly. "Oh, you are?" "Yes, sab." "Where do you live?" "Out yere on de Apopka road, sah. I done tole y o d e troof. I'se de man de charm belongs to." "Look here, Jackson, you shall have your charm if you'll come up here to-morrow and agree to do me a certain favor." "Oh, l'se de coon to do dat, massa," cried the negro eagerly. "All right. Now, be off. Remember and get around to-morrow." "All right, sah Jackson slid away into the gloom Harry was puzzled. "I say, partner," he said; "why didn't you make te rm s with him?" "Because it would have been no use." "Don't you think so?" "No." "Well, that is queer What shall we do?" "Just what he is going to do now." "What?" "Go down to the cabin on the Apopka road Har ry saw the point "Are you armed?" he asked "I have a revolv er. "That's enough. Let us go along." The two detectives set forth. They used extreme caution. They knew that Jackson was ahead of them, and the y did not want to overtake him. They felt sure that the missing girl waR in the care of the old negress whose name was Dinah. There was no reason to doubt that she was in the negr o cabin, and it was a propitious moment for the Braclys t o act. And they were reso l ved to do so.

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'rHE BRADYS AND THE l\IISSING GIRL. The detectiyes followed the road with some difficulty The Southern roads are not fenced, and are defined sole ly by the 1rheelmarks in the sum!. The darkness made it difficult to tell where these marks 1rere But after a long while thL' } a stur of light. 'J'hat it came from the 1rindow of a habitation was soon made evident. 1\ few moments later the Hradys were close to the rabin. The sound of roim duty is pl
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' THE BRADYS {\ND THE MISSING GIRL. 19 ton is a power here. is time." You had better get out while there "Partner," said Harry, "we have got to change our "Get out?" "Yes. Leav-e the placeV' "Do you think I am a fool?" said Old King Brally grimly. "I want to see Chivington He i s m.v man." The clerk was ashy pale. "Then, gentlemen, for God's sake do not remain in this hotel. It will mean your death and my ruin." ''I don't understand you," said Old King Brady. "Why should we consider ourselves in danger?" "Because you are Chivington has a gang at his back. 'l'here is but little enforcement of the law here. He and his men can terrorize the constables and carry a high hand. They will certainly kill you." "Not if we h.-ill them first.'' "Do you mean fight?" 111 necessary.'' "Did you arrest some negroes an hour ago?" "Yes." "You sent them to the lock-up?" "We did.'' "Listen! Do you hear that?" Distant shots were heard and the sounds of an uproar. The clerk nodded. "There you are," he said. "It's not the first time there has been a jail deliverY. in this town." "What?" cried the old detective angrily. "Is that the case? Do they dare to break into the lock-up and release prisoners here?" "That is just what they are doing." For a moment the Bradys dismayed. This was wholly an unlooked-for development. They had congratulated themselves upon the arrest of the colored kidnappers. To have their work thus undon e was disheartening. Old King Brady's eyes flashed with anger. His hand rested upon the butt of his revolver. For a moment the inclination was upon him to start at once for the scene; but sober second thought caused him to change his mind. It flashed across him that the clerk was right. There was mnch to consider It was true that in this little swamp community only superior force cou 1 d rnl e. Chivington and his hired ruffians had the upper hand. 1e The tourists could not be counted upon for assistance. The town authorities were easily by superior force, and certainly the Bradys could hardly hope single cy handed to win out. In a moment their victory seemed about to be turned ys to defeat. all There was no time to lose. "Are there no men of nerve in this place?" demanded ch the old detective. "Is there no one to uphold the law?" Thr clerk shook his head. th'"!'his is Florida he said. 1g-plans.'' "And at once." "Yes." "Look here," said the clerk. "Those fellows will be here in a few minuteR. Is tl1
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20 THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. They quickly acquainted Myrtle with the state of affairs. The young girl was certainly frightened, but she was brave. She instantly accompanied the detectives. The clerk had told them of a rear exit from the hotel and of the path down to the springs. The had decided to go back to their boat and etart for Sanford. There they knew that law and order found abode. Chiv ington would not dare to follow them thither. Down the rear stairs the detectives hurried their fair charge. '.rhere was no time to lose. The crowd of ruffians would soon be on hand and the hotel would be surrounded. Escape then would be almost impossible. So they made all haste. Leaving the hotel they struck into the shadows of the live oak growth and came upon the path which led to the springs. And here, feeling secure for one brief moment, they pau sed. The crowd of excited blacks and whites were coming. Foremost among them were Jackson and Chase, heroes I now. Behind them came Chivington, angry and vengeful. Scott and Wiley were at his heels. The detectives could see all this in the lights of the rail road platform and the hotel. The crowd surged into the hotel, and for a time they remainrd there. Then there was a trem e ndous uproar. The escape of the detectives had been discovered. The gang was beyond control. Vengeance was upp e rmo s t in their minds. The Northern detectives should be harshly dealt with. Out of the hotel they rushed with yells and cries of rage. ''Come!" said Old King Brady, "we have stayed long enough. It is time for us to get out." "That's right," cried Harry, "and th&e is no time to lo se." This was true enough. Some of the pursuers were coming toward the detectives, evi dently on their way to the Springs. Myrtle kept pace with the detectives without the slightest evi dence of fear. "If they overtake us we may have to tight," said Old King Brady. "In which case, 1\fiss Graves, I advise you to push ahead to the Springs and wait for our coming." "I am not afraid," said the young girl, pluckily. "I will do as you say." Down the narrow path they ru shed with all speed. Now the starlight shone on the surface of the blue waters of the lagoon. Just then heavy footsteps sounded close at hand. A burly figure hurled itself through a clump of pal metto with a yell of triumph. But that was all. Old King Brady turned and crouched like a tiger. As the ruffian sprung forward ready to seize Myrtle the old detective lunged forward. There was a dull blow, a gasping cry, and the fall of a heavy body. Then the fugitive pressed on. They reached the shore now. There was not a moment to lose. Harry sprung into the thick et and pushed the boat out into the water. Then all leaped in and the detectives seize d the oars. They pulled out into the lagoon. Just ahead was a wall of mist. If they could reach this they could feel safe. But shots were heard and bullets splashed the water about them. This was evidence that they were seen. "Pull, Harry!" cried Old King Brady. "We've got to make it." The young detective needed no urging. He pulled hard and a moment later they were in the fog. But bullets contin ued to fly about them, and Old King Brady, as a precaution, made Myrtle lie down in the bot tom of the boat. Soon, however, they felt the current of the river under them and were out of range. Yet they did not let up with the oars. They knew that pursuit would certainly iollow. They had the start and that was all. Dowr1 the river they sent th e boat 'vith all speed. After a while from sheer exhaustion they rested on their oars They listened intently. "Do you hear anything?" asked Old King Brady. "Not a thing," repli ed Harry. "They must be a good ways behind," said Myrtle. ''That is where we must keep them," declared Harry. "At least until we get to Sanford." "That's right." '.rhe boat drifted on down the sluggish current. At time s they were in a patch of fog. Then they would shoot out into the starlight. 0 h The cypress forest on either side was dark as Erebus. From its depth came all the wild sounds of the swamp. The creak of frogs, the shrill notes of insects and the cries 0 of night birds. th Once more the Eradys resumed their oars. of They rowed on for a good while. \ Then Harry looked at his watch by the light of a match. "It will soon be daylight," he said. "It is half past three. Just then Myrtle gave a start. She inclined forward and listen ed. b e "I hear oars," she sa id. The detectives were startlQd. "You do?" "Yes." "Behind us?" "That i s the strange part of it. It is ahead of us." The detectives listened. tak 1 Ha: 'I

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THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. 2 1 "That is true," cried Harry. ''lt ahead of us." "Then we need fear nothing," said Old King Brady. "It is doubtless a party of deer hunters." This seemed reasonable. Deer were huni.ecl after clark in the swamps by means of oat and torch. 'l'hat this might be a hunting party was ossible. But a sudden thouglit came to Old King Brady. "The sound plainer," he said. "They arc coming nearer. It is likely they are deer hunters. But, to be on the safe sidr, we will wait in some covert here until they pass." "A good idea," agreed Harry. "Who knows but that they have gone on ahead by some short cut through the swamp and are cutting us off.'' ''I thought of that. \V e will be on the sa.fe side.'' The boat was turned into the shadows under the over hangin g branches of a cypress tree. Here the fugitives waited silently. No light was seen down the river. This was evidence that they were not deer hunters. They were rowing silently and slowly up the current. Their figures could be dimly seen in the starlight. It was plain that two of them were white men. There were two blacks at the oars. Not until very near the covert of the fugitives did they make a sound. Then one said : Confonncl it, .Jackson, you don't think they could have gone off through some other channel or branch of the river?" "Dere a in' no odder channel, sah Dars jest dis one." ''\Vc ought to see something of them by this time." "Yas, sah l\Iebbe dey come along soon, sah." It was Chivington who spoke The negroes, no doubt, were Jackson and Chase. The other white man might be Scott or Wiley. Their game was plain. The y had hoped to cut off the fugitives good fortune had sided with the Bradys Slow1y the boat passed. When it was well beyond sight and hearing, Harry and Old King Brady pulled out into the current and continued heir course down stream They now had no fears of further danger and felf sure f reaching Sanford in safety. Once there, they believed that the coast would be clear. D aylight now came on rapidly. They were drawing near e mouth of the river. r Soon they would be in the lake :mel then they would soon at Sanford. Finall y the sun rose and flooded the everglades. So warm were its rays that the detectives were obliged to e off their coats. They had almost reached the mouth of the river when r y pointed to the shore and said : "Look! there is a landing." This was true. A small wharf of palmetto logs jutted out into the river. A path led from it inio the forest. "I believe once upon a time a river s teamer found its way up here once or twice a week," said Old King Brady. "Doubtless there is a plantation beyond.'' Just then Myrtle gave a start led cry. She had glanced back up the long reach of river behind them. Full half a mile it extended in a straight course, until it made a bencl. \ Around this bend a s t eam launch suddenly glided. Even at that distance the two men in its bow could be easily recognized as Chivington ancl Scott. The la\lnch was coming at full speed, and it was only a matter of minutes before it would come up with the row-boat. CHAPTER XIII. AT THE PLANTATION. I For a moment the Bradys were aghast at this development. "Whew!" cried Hany. "We are done for!" This seemed a fact. Already they were seen, and Chivington was waving his arms and yelling fiercely. Old King Brady drew his revolver. He aimed it at the distant villain. Then be replac e d it. He shrank from taking human life. aTbey'll catch us sure, Harry," he said. "It's a case of fight." "The odds are against us." "That is true." "What shall we do?" "We must give up the boat." "What?" "We rnuet get ashore." The two detectives glanced at the l a nding They did not know what was beyond it. But any position was better than that in the open boat. So they headed the boat for the landing. A moment later they were clambering out. ''Run ahead, Miss Graves," commanded Old King Brady. "Take the path. We will overtake you." The young girl obeyed. The Bradys then opened fire on the launch, hoping to hold it back. But the occupants got under cover and an swered the fire. So the detectives fled. Along the path through the jungle they ran at full s peed. Myrtle was ahead of them. Suddenly a clearing appeared and the vivid gree n of an orange grove was seen just ahead. The next moment they cam e out into view of an old plan tation houee and its acres of orange grove, pineapple fields and cotton.

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22 THE BRADYS AND THE MISSING GIRL. On the broad piazza sat a couple of ladies. On the steps I In reply a thickset, square-jawed man came rushing out stood a handsome young man. of the orange grove. Negroes were at work in the grove and all was the scene "Do you want me, Mr. Perkins?" of busy life and occupation. "Listen to the story of these men," ,;aid Perkins. On a gate post was the sign: Old King Brady told the story briefly. "Delta Plantation." Cole set his firm jaw and a light of resolution shone in For one moment the detectives halted. his eyes. "What's this?" cried Harry. "From the frying pan into "Let's hear what Chivington has to say," he said. the fire?" The man in question now suddenly appeared. "No!" declared Old King Brauy. "There are good pecJ. At his back were Scott and Wiley, and half a score of ple here. I am sure. Indeed, it is better to chance it than hard-looking negroes and whites. Jackson and Chase were to take to the swamps." in the gang. "That is so. There are women. Perhaps they will chamChivington, with Scott and Wiley, were in the lead. pion Miss Graves." As they came up Chivjngton l'\ffected an air of bravado. But Myrtle was already on her way to the piazza. "Hello, Perkins," he said. "We are after those two A'he ladies rose as she approached. The handsome young chaps." man tipped his hat. Perkins stepped in front of the Bradys. "Oh, will you not give us help?" cried Myrtle, beseech"How are you, Chivington," he said, quietly. "What do ingly, as she stumbled up the steps. "I am in great trouble. you want of them?" My enemies are close behind.'' "We have use for them." "What is your trouble, 111:iss ?" asked the young man, as "Well, what?" be glanced at the detectives. "Are these men pursuing "That's my business.'' you?" "Well, it's mine, too." 1' "Oh, no. They are my friends. But there are others The coloneJ. was livid. coming from the river who mean us harm "Oh, you're going to take the part of girl stealers, arc I Exclamations of solicitude and sympathy came from the you?" on the piazza. "Of girl stealers?" "Assist the young lady up Horace," said the elder "Yes." of the ladies. "Let us hear her story." "These men are detectives." This the young man did. She sank, half exhausted, in a "Are they?" sneered Chivington. "Are you going to let chair. them fool you that way?" fr The detectives had paused in the drive below and were "I believe their story.'' W looking back toward the river. "Well, you're a .fool, Perkins! They have fooled you. While 111:yrtle was briefly telling her story to the two They are downright thieves and liars. They have stolen !a women, who listened with interest, the young man named my niece away from me. I mean to hang them!" Horace approached the detectives. "That's what!" cried Scott. "I'll swear to that." "111:y name is Horace Perkins," he said. "111:y mother and "Where is your niece?" asked Perkins, quietly. I own this plantation. Can we do you service?" "That's her up there on the piazza.'' etr "We are detectives from New York," said Harry. "Our "She decl&res that you kidnapped her.'' names are Brady. The young lady was rescued by us from "She lies, the hussy She is a rebellious piece. I've had a gang of kidnappers a short while ago. They are purlots of trouble with her, and her old Aunt Dinah, too suing us hotly." can tell you so.'' "Kidnappers?" "Why should she seek to remain with these two men?. "Yes. Did you ever hear of Colonel Chivington ?" is anxious to go North. She is a rebellious minx. I ] ,, 0' "Chivington? Why, he is a sort of desperado from shall put her under restraint.'' Wekiva." "I don't believe you will," saiil. Old King "Your an I "Just so Well, he is the villain. He deliberately shot a story is too thin, Chivington. The girl is going to be re man in cold blood down there yesterday.'' turned to her parents in New York. You are a mu:rderer, "And he is here with a gang of cutthroats?" and you must yield to arrest.'' "Yes." "That's a good bluff!" sneered Chivington. "But I am "Well," said Perkins, "I think we had better give them a mmed with the law. Our constable, Mr. Lacey, is here to warm reception." "Can you assist us?" arrest you, and he has a warrant." Sure enough, there stood Lacey, looking sheepish and uncertain. "Assist you! Well, we will give them all the fun they want. I'll call up Sandy Cole, our overseer. He is the man to handle them." Perkins put one finger in his mouth and gave a peculiar call. Old King Brady's eyes flashed. Fe "You conservative scoundrel !" he cried. "You dare t ver! enli::;t the law to shield kidnappers and murderers? Don' Tl you know this man shot young Burton down in cold blood?

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THE BRADYS AN'D THE MISSING GIRL. 23 "In self-defense!" said Chivington. "I didn't see it," said Lacey. "But witnesses agreed it was in self-defense." "Then those witnesses lied. ,\Ve were witnesses and we will sweaT that it was cold blooded murder." "Your testimony is biassed," said Chivington. "But it counts,'' said Harry. "We shall resist this war rant foT our arrest!" "Yon Tesist the laws of Florida?" "Yes, under the circumstances." '"You had better submit to the execut ion of the warrant, gentlemen,'' said Lacey. "If the charge is false, it can very easily be woved in court." "With Colonel ChiYington for judge and jury,'' said Old King Brady. "I think not. We are officers of the law our selves, and know our right. I am surprised that you should stand in with such a gang as this." "I am a constable,'' said Lacey. "I was given the war ran,t and it was my duty to serve it." Perkins had listened to all this. He was irresolute. "I am a citizen of Florida," he said. "I can't very well resist the law Who gave you the warrant, Lacey?" "It was sworn out by Colonel Chivingto n and Judge Barles gave me the warrant to serve." Perkins looked dubious. "Gentlemen," he '' T don't see any help foT you." Chivington's eyes glitred evilly. Old King Brady grimly placed a hand on his pistol butt. "If we weTe to yield," he said, "we would be dangling from cypress limbs in yonder swamp within the hour. We will not yield." "Then seize him, men!" cried Chivington, madly. ''The 1 !law must be enforced "Hold!" cried a stern voice. It Wt>. s Sandy Cole, the square-jawed overseer. He stepped forward and his keen eyes were fixed pen. upon Lacey "Let's see the warrant,'' he said d Lacey reluctantly drew a docrunent from his pocket. ColE h, ook it and glanced oveT it. Then he did a startling thing. He tore it in bits. I "It's a forgeTy,'' he said, harshly. "It's all a gum game. ow, Chivington, git off thi s plantation right smart or I'll ur ang you up to the first cypress hereabouts." re-It was a most startling turn of affairs. CHAPTER XIV. THE OVERSEERS' PLUCK. For a moment Ch ivington gasped and stared at the big to 'erseer in a dazed sort of way on't Ther e was something so powerful in Cole's speech and d ?" nvincin g in his manner that it held even his foes en ralled. But the colonel was only for a few moments staggered Then his face grew pm1Jle and red by turns. "W-what arc you doing?" he roared. "Sandy Cole, you had no right to tear up that warrant. What did you do it for?" A grim smile flickered across the oYcrseer'l'; face "To save these men from being murdered." ''Uurse you That is contempt of rourt." "Bah! Yon have little respect for court yourself That old judge is in his dotage, and was n'ao out of office long ago. Ye can't fool me. Ye've got no warrant to serve Now, ye're trespassers on Mr. Perkin's land." Chivington gasped in impotent fury. "I'll flay you alive for this, Cole," he gritted. "\Vill you?'' said the big overseer, taking a step nearer. ''Yes, I will! I'll have your heart's blood. 1-Chivington.,1:1ever finished the sentence. With an automatic swep of the arm the overseer smote hih1 full the mouth. So forcible was the blow that the villain turned a half ;;omersault backwards. When he regained his feet his head rang like a chime of bells and two of his front teeth were lodg ed in his throat. Uoughing them up, together with a quantity of blood, he glared wildly about him. Then he grasped his revolver, and before a move could be made to prevent he fired full at Cole. The overseer did not move a muscle, but he was not struck. The bullet shattered one of the windows in the house. Before the villain could .fire again, however, Old King Brady's right hand went up. The old was a dead shot. Th' e bullet struck the villain's hand and shattered two of the :fingers. He dropped the weapon with a howl of pam. At the same moment Cole blew a shrill whistle. From all parts of the plantation whites and blacks came rushing to the scene. Yells of pain and rage escaped Chivington. ''At them, boys!" he yelled. 'Kill every mother's son! Don't let 'em escape!'' But Harry and Old King Brady did some instant and 1 remarkable shooting. Harry shot Scott's hat off his head, cut his ear in twain, and spoiled a finger of his rjght hand. Old King Brady put a bullet through Wiley s coatsleeve, a lock of hair from hi s temple, and then turned his attention to Jackson and Chase. Such terrific shooting terrified the gang, and they started to flee. Some shots were fired by them, but all went wide. The overseer Cole was quickly organizing his men. Arms were procured, and the defenders sought the cover of a packing house near by. Chivington and his gang were now in the cover of the palmetto, and making their way back to the river. They seemed to have become imbued with sudden

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24 THE BRADYS AND THE MISSIKG CURL In vain Chivington tried to rally them. I with thi;; they approae:heJ the house. The women had rrhey would not respond, and kept on until they reach ed IHcd into ihe house during the shoo ting. the launch. But they came out now onto the piazza. Seeing this the plantation m en started in pursuit. The "Mother,'' said Perkins to the elder of the two ladies, launch, however, glided away down stream to a point of ''this i s Mr. Brady of :Kew York. He is the detective who safety. has come down hel'e to rescue the young lady from kidfriend," &aid Old King Brady to the plucky overnappers and return her to New York." seer, "you did a great act in tearing up that warrant. 1 ''She told me her story," said Mrs. Perkins. "I shall never forget the favor." think the law should deal with Uhivington." "That's all right," replied Cole modestly. 'I saw the "Well, I am determined that it sha ll ; but for the present colonel's game, and knew that was the only way to beat it." Miss Graves must have a place of safety in which to stay." "I did not know what to do," said Horace Perkins. I "She shall stay right here," said Mrs. Perkins, putting .always try to be friendly with all my neighbors down h ere." her arm about Myrtle in motherly fashion. "Which is proper," agreed Old King Brady. "I could IIIyrtle looked her gratitude and satisfaction, but said not blame you; but we were in a bad hole." nothing. "Mr Perkins don't know Chivington and his men as well "That's all sett l e d," sai d young Perkins, turning to the aR I,'' said Cole. detectives. "Now, you are at liberty to begin operations at "Well, are we entirely out of danger?" asked llarry. "Can we get to Sanford without trouble?" Cole and Perkins exchanged glances. "It is hard to tell," said the overseer. "It is likely, however, that we are not done with Chivington yet." "He is clown the river in the channel between us and Sanford," said Old King Brady. "Yes." cnce." "Which we shall do," said Old King Brady. "You do not think Chivington will make an attack on this hou se? "If h e docs h e will get the worst of it,jou may be sure." "We sha ll endeavor to get assistance from Sanford. Do you know the town marshal there?" "Yes. His name is Jack Ward. You can b e sure of hi s help. lie will stand by you." "Is there no way. for us to get across country and r each "Good! How long will it take to gl)t him over here1 the railroad?'' asked Harry. Can you tell me the best way of communicating with him?" "Yes," said Perkins; "but it i s a lon g trip. They might, "Well," f;aid Cole, thoughtfully, "there's nothing like a if they learned the fact, intercept you easily." personal interview, in my opinion." "If you could reach Longw-ood you might make it," said "That is just so," agreed Old King Brady. "I think we Cole will go up to Sanford at once." "Where is Longwood?" Perkins, with sudden thought. "I have a "Ten miles from Sanford." cn.pital id ea." "How can we get there?" "Well?" There was a moment's silence. Perkin s and the over"I have in my stab l e a couple of good mustangs They seer looked at each other. can gallop .vou over to Sanford in an hour and a half." "There is one way," said Cole. "If you could get a "We will pay you for them." team to take you across country--" "Not a cent I am interestecl"in this aJiair. For reasons "We will pay a liberal price," declared the old detective. of my own I want to see Chivington round ed up.'' "For ourselves we would ask nothing better than to be al"Well, you sha ll haYe that pleasure," declared 01<1 King l owed to take our chances in the wild s with these fellows; Brady confidently. "l think we can safe ly guarantee it.'' hnt the missing girl mu st be taken to a place of safety and "We are going to h e lp ,von every way we can." kept until she can be returned to h er parent in New York." "Which is over kind." Perkins' face lit up. "No, it is our duty and onr pleasure. Samba, sacld "Is that the way of it?" he cried. the mustangs, and bring them up here." "Yes." "A'right, sah." "Well, let her stay right here, then. She could hardly The coon vanished in the direction of the sta bles. find a safer place. You can then send down to Sanford for In a few moments he came riding hack on one of t a posse of men, and make open warfare on the Wekiva mustangs and l ead ing the other. gang." The detectives were q uie:kly in the sad dle. The idea struck both detectives favorably. They shook bands with Cole and Perkins. Their faces cleared. "We will look out for tho g irl," declared Perkins. "Ha Will you keep her?'' asked Old King Brady. no fear for that.., "Certainly we will. 1 know mother will be glad to have "Then we will promis.e to bag our men," declared 01 her for a guest." King Brady. With a salute the detectives rode away. "Perhaps we had better see her." They were soon galloping through the immense pine f o "Very well." csts on their way to Sanford.

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THE BRADYS AND THE GIRL. 25 CHAPTER XV. WHICH IS THE LAST. On over the sandy road galloped the Bradys. And as they rode on, the day began to wane. Soon deep s h adows were all about them in the depths of t h e woods, and it became difficult to see the road. But suddenly a light shone out far ahead. T hen a distant shrill shriek was heard, which was com pr ehensive to the detectives "We are near the railroad," said Harry. "That is a lo comotive whistle." I "Yes." "Sanford can't be far away "Oh, no! It must be very near at hand. See, there are o th e r l i ghts." I n a few moments they were satisfied that they were n teri n g the outskirts of the town. They kept on and soon the buildings were visible. 'l'hey rode past the railroad station and turned down oward the Sanford Hotel. D Here they rode into a stable and left their horses. Then they went into the hotel and registered and were f ssi gned a room for the night. After s u pper they inquired of the clerk: ? "Can you tell m:, where to find Jack Ward, the town a r s h a l ?" a "Yes, si r !" replied the clerk, promptly. "He is right out e r e by the door The man with the corduroy coat." The detective sa\1 a thickset man with ruddy features and arless eyes by the door. a At once they approached him. "Excuse me!" said Old King Brady. "Is this M:r. Ward, e town marshal?" e y "It is, sir!" replied Ward. "What kin I do for you?' Old King Brady showed his star \ "Secret Service he said. rns Insta n t l y a peculiar light came into the marshal's eyes. e cast a quick, furtive glance about n g L ookin' fer game?" t. Yes." "Come in hyar whar we kin talk on ther quiet." The detectives followed the marshal into a side room. >sed the door. d I 1"\Va ll !"he said, "what is yer lead, gentlemen?'' W e are after Jack Chivington !" O h ivington! Geewhiz! What have yc got agin him?" ''Two charges! Kidnapping and murder!" The marsha l whistled slowly. ''Chi vington, eh? He has a big following hereabouts Can't help that! He must go back to New York with ''Have ye requisition?" ''Yes, we got that in Jacksonville." "Hu mph! I reckon it kin uc done, but thar may" be a { ht. H e has a regular bodyguard about him all the r l for 'Well, w ill you assist us?" 'Certain l y "We want a big posse of men. One hundr e d at l e a s t. He is now over by Delta Plantatio n a n d we mu s t surround him You understand." The marsha l smi led. "Thar's no need of that! h e sa id The detectives were s u rp rised. "vVhy ?" "He is right now in t his e r e town." "What?" eried Old King Brady. Chivington in San-ford?" "Just so. "Docs he dare come he re?" "011, he dares do anythi ng. H e's h e re f e r a fact. His boat is tied up at the l andi ng. Both detectives spru n g u p "That i s enough c r ied Old King Brady. "Luck is with us Let us go after him!" "Wai t a minute." The marshal put up h i s han d "What for?" "Well, I'll tell ye. \Ye h ad bet t e r g o a little s low." "And let him escape?" "Oh, no! He won't do that. Bu t you see, if we go out a.fter him hastily we may mi x m atte r s up." "Now, I don't believe b e k nows you two d e t e ctive s are in town. If he did you bet h e' d b e layin wire s f e r ye." "You think so?" "Sure! "Well, what do you thi nk h is game w a s in c omin g here?" "I opine he thought you woul d come over with the gal to take the train. He hangs around the depot now with hi s men." "Oh, then he thinks he w ill intercep t u s? "So, I reckon Old King Brady k nit his b rows. "Perhaps t h at's the way to cat c h him," h e s aid. "I am not so sure. L et me see Wh y can't we s urround the station when a train is coming i n ? The n w e c an nab him." "Yes, we kin nab him. Bu t t h ere' ll b e s h o oting." "Not if we can disarm h im in tim e "That's not so easy." Old King Brady's eyes g l ea m ed w i t h a d e t e rmined pur pose. "We shall see;" h e said. "All rig ht!" ag reed Wa rd. "I'll get t h e m e n. But I think you h ad better li e lo w If you a r e seen b y him or any of his men, it may spoi l the ga m e." "We will fix that." "Ye had better stay her e i n t h e h ote l until it is time to go up to the railroad station." "We have a better pl a n." "What?" "I'll. show you The old detective pu ll ed some m ater i a l s f r o m hi s pocket, and, with a few passes o.f hi s a wonderful make up. Harry d id the same

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26 THE BRADYS AND THE : MISSING GIRL. They turned their coats inside out and reversed the rim Just then Harry and the marshal entered by the otbe and crown of their hats. door. They exchanged signals with Old King Brady. The marshal gazed at them spell-bound. Then the old detective walked up to the three villain "Whew!" he gasped, "I'll be durned if I ever saw the quietly. 'l'here were a dozen other people in the room. beat of that. How did you do it?" 'rhey turned as he approached. For a moment they di "That is one of the tricks of the trade," laughed Harry. not recognize him. But the detective s two hand s cam "Durn me, but if I could do that, I"d be a detective up, a rr.volver in each myself." "Devils!" yelled Chivington. "Shoot him, Jackson' "That is not the thing required to be a detective," Quick!" said Old King Brady. "It is only one of many necessary The hand went to his pistol pocket. But th qualifications." next moment a bullet pi e rced the palm. "I'm a quitter," gasped the marshal. "you chaps know ''Hands up roared Old King Brady. "The game i, what yere about. I'm takin' orders from you. Will ye ended." go along with me?" Both negroes fell on their knees in terror. Chivingto "Yes." made a leap for the door but run into the arms of Harr) "Wall, I'll bet if you met yer own mothers they wouldn't and Marshal Ward. He was instantly handcuffed. know ye." "Then our disguise must pe good." "Wall, you bet." With this the Bradys accompanied Marshal Ward to the street. It was now about nine o'clock. It was almost time for the Tampa mail train. They walked slowly along toward the depot Suddenly Ward put a hand on Old King Brady's arm. "See that nigger jest crossing ther street?" "Why, it's Jackson!" "Ye know him?" "Indeed, yes!" "Wall, he's the right hand man of Colonel Chivington. Hello, there's Jeff close ahead of him." "Then Chivington can't be far off." The wame was won. Jackson and Chase surrendered and were handcuffed to gether. They were Placed in the Sanford jail and a hea guard placed over thern. Old King Brady sent a telegram to Eugene Graves i New York, telling him of the whereabouts of his missin daughter. Graves came on by the first train and was me at Sanford by Myrtle. It was a happy reunion. The kidnapper:; were taken to .r ew York by requisitio to answer to the charge of kidnapping. They were con victed and then Chivington was claimed hy the Florid authorities to answer the charge of murder and expiated h' crime s on the scaffold. Jackson and Chase went to jail for twenty and t Brady s still have the voodoo charm, or the c]e,.found the dark. And s o end e d the case. But th e det e ctives were so "Well," said Old King Brady, "the.v ai'e making fer busy upon another of which we may tell later. the waiting room. If they enter they are lost." "I reckon not "What do ye mean?" THE END. "How many doors are there?" "This one, and another on the platform side." Read "'rRE BRADYS AND THE "Well," said Old King Brady, "you and Harry go around and enter by that door. Then you take one door and THE MYSTERY OF A TREASURE V.\ULT," wl let Harry take the other. I'll make the arrest." will be the next number (126) of "Secret Service." 'J'he marshal nodded his head. He and Harry went around to the platform. Old King Rrady entered the street door. And as he did so he saw Chivington standing by a winSPJWIA L NOTICE: All back numbers of this we dow. .Jackson and Chase joined him. always in print. If you cannot obtain them from Chivington's right hand and wrist was in a sling, the newsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps result of the shot he got at Wekiva. mail to FRANK TOuSEY. PUBLISHER, 24 UNI "He can't use a thought Old King Brady. "It is ARE, NRW YORK, and you will rel!eive the c o going to be easy." you order by return ma.'il.

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A Story of the American R evolution, by Allyn Draper by Berton Bertrew 143 A Sheet of Blotting Paper; or, The Adventures of a Young 95 On a Floating Wreck; o r Drifting Around tbe World, Invento r, by Richard U. Montgomery by Capt. '.rh o s. H. Wilson 1 16 '!'he Diamond Island; or, Astray in a B a ll oo n by Allan Arnold 96 1 'he French Wolves, by Allyn Draper 147 In the Saddle from N e w York to San Franc isco by Draper th 97 A Desperate Game; or, The Mystery of Di e n Travers' Life The Haunted Mill on the Marsh, by Howard Austin by Howard Austin 149 '!'he Young Crusade t A True 'l'emp erance S tory by Jno. B. Dowd 98 The Young King; or, Di c k Dunn In Search of His Brothe r, 150 The Island of Fire: or, The Fate of a Missing Ship, by J as. C. Merritt by A ll a n Arnold 99 Joe J e cl t el, The Prince of Firemen, by Ex Fire Chief Warden 1 5 1 The Witch Hunter's W ard; or, The Hunted Orphans of Salem, 00 The Doy Railroad King; or, Fighting for a Fortune, bv Richard R. Montgomery by Jas. C. Merritt 152 The Castaway's Kingdom; or, A Y ankee Boy's P luck. 00 01 Frozen In ; or, An American Doy s Luck, by Howard Austin by C apt. Thos. H. Wilson 02 Toney, the Doy Clown; or,/ A cross the Continent With a 153 Worth a Million; or, A Boy s Fight for Justice. by A llyn Drap e r Circus, by B erton Bertrew 154 The Drunkard's Warning; or, The Fruits of the Wine Cup, !03 His First Drink; or, Wrecke d by Wine, by J no. B. Dow d by J no. B. Do w d The Little Captain; or, The Island of Gold, 155 The Black Diver; or, Dick Sherman in the Gulf, by Capt. 'l'hos. H. Wilson by Allan Arnold 05 The Merman of Killarney : or, T h e Outlaw of the Lake, 156 The Haunted Belfry; or, The Mystery of the Old Church by Allyn Draper Tower, by Howard Austin 0 6 In the T ee. A Story of t h e Arctic Regions, by Howard Au stin 157 The House with Three Windows, by Richard R. 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HERE'S Splendid A NOTHER NEW ONE! Stcries cf the Revcluticn. THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 ( A Weekly Magazine containing Stories of the American Revolution By HARRY MOORE. FAIL TO READ DON'T IT These stories are based on actual facts and give a faithful account of the e x citing adventures o f a brave band of American youths who were always ready and willing to imperil their lives for the sake of helping the gallant cause of Independence. Every number will consist of 32 large pages of reading matte1. bound in a beautiful colored cover. 1 The Liberty Beys of '76; or, Fighting for Freedom. 14 The Liberty Boys' Ruse; o r, F ooling t h e B ritis h 2 The Liberty Boys' Oath; or, Settling With the British and 15 The !Jberty Eo rs' Trap, and What They Caught in It. Tories. 16 The Liberty Boys Puzzled ; o r, 'fhe Tories' Cleve r S c heme. 3 The Liberty Boys' Good Work; or, Helping General Wash 17 The Liberty Boys' Great Stroke; o r Cap t uring a British 1 ington. Man-of-War. 4 'fhe Liberty Boys on Hand; or, A lways i n t h e Right Place. 1 8 The Liberty Boys' Challenge; or, Patriots v s. R e d coats. 5 T h e Liberty Boys Nerve; or, No t Af raid o f the King's 19 The LilJerty Boys Trapped; or, The Beautiful Tory. a Minions. 2 0 The Liberty J3oys' Mistake; or, "What Migh t H ave B e en. 6 The Liberty Boys Defiance ; or, "Catch and Han g U s if 21 The Liberty Boys' Fine Work; o r, Doing Thi n g s U p Brown. a You can." 22 The Liberty Boys at Bay; or, The Closest Call o f A ll. 1 7 The Liberty Boys in D emand; or, Tb:e Champ i o n Spi8! of The Liberty Boys o n Their Mettle; o r, Makin g It the Revolution. for the Redcoats. 8 The Liberty Boys Hard F ight; or, Beset b y British and 24 The Liberty Boys' D oub l e Victory; o r, Do wning the Red-11 'fories. coats and Tories. e 9 T h e Liberty Boys to the R e s c u e; or, A H ost Within The m -25 The Liberty B o y e S u s p ec t ed; o r, Taken for British Spies. A selves 26 The Liberty Boys' Clever Trick; o r, Teaching the Redcoatr 1 0 T h e Liberty Boys' Narrow E scape; or, A Neclt-an d -Nec k a Thing or Two Race With Death. 2 7 The Liberty Boys' Good Spy W ork; o r, With the Redc oa 11 The Liberty Bo ys' Pluck; or, Undaunted by O d d s. in Philadelphia. 12 The Liberty Boys Peril; or, Threatened from All S ides. 28 The Liberty Boys' Battle Cry; or, W i t h Washington at th 11 13 The Liberty Boys' Luck; or, Fortune Favors t h e B rave. Brandywine. For sale by all newsdealers, or sent postpaid on r e c e ipt o f 1 w i c e 5 c ents per copy by FBANK TOUSE Y, Publisher, 24 U nion Square, New Yor IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS o f our Libraries and cannot procure them from n ew s deale r s, t hey c a n be obtain e d f ro m t his offic e direct. Cut out and i n t h e following Order Blank and send i t to u s with t h e price o f the b o oks yo u want and we will send the m to you by turn mail. .POSTAGE STAMPS TAKE N 1.'HE SAME A S lUONEY. F R ANK TOUSEY Publis h e r 24 Union Squa re, New York. ......................... 1 9 01 DEAR SmEnclosed find ..... cents for which please send me: .... copies of WORK AND WIN Nos ............................. PLUCK AND LUCK ................ ............ SECR E T SERVICE ...... ............. ... ....... ...................... ... THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76 Nos ........................................ ....... ,. Ten :Ce nt Hand Books, Nos ...... . . . . . . . . . . ...... Name ............ ................................. ............. ... ......... re Street a nd Sta t e .................. .....

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These Books Tell Yon Everything! A COMPLETE I SET I IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA! IDtcb book CGDilita of al:l:tyfour pages, pt-lnted ob good IJil).)l'!l', In clear type and neatly bdull6 hi an attl'&c!t!V., 111u1trated eo'er'. lfoat of the books are also profusely illustrated, aD$1 all of the subjects tre!lted upon are etpllllhed In such a simple manner that ant ehild can thoroughly understand them. Look over the list as classified and see if you want to know anythinr about the 1Ubject1 mentioned. THESE BOOKS ARE FOR SALE BY ALL NEWSDEALERS OR WILL BE SENT BY MAIL TO .!NY ADDRESS I'ROM THIS OFFICE ON RECEIPT OF PRICE, TEN CENTS EACH, OR ANY THREE BOOKS FOR TWENT-YFIVE eJilNTS. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS }dONE y Atldtess FRANK 'fOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N.Y. SPORTIN G N o 21. HOW TO BUNT AND FISH.-Tbe most complete lluntil11t lltid fishing guide ever published. It contains full in,tr u ctiona about guns, hunting dogs, traps, trappiug and ll. torether with of gattie and fish. No. 26. HOW TO ROW, SAIL AND BUILD A BOAT ...::.FuiJ.y tl llustrated. Every boy should ktiow how to row and sail a boat Full instructions are given in th i s little book t o gether with in S tructions on swimming and riding, compan i on s p orts to b o ating. No 47. HOW TO BREAK, RIDE, AND DRIV E A HORSE.complete treatise on the horse. Descl'iblhlf th'.! mos t u sef ul horses or business, the b es t hor se s for the toad ; also valua ble recipe.'> for iseases to the horse. No. 48. HOW TO BUILD AND SAIL CANOES. A hand v k for boys, containing full directions for constructing clllloes d the most popular manner of sail i ng them l!'l'ily illustrated y 0. Stansfield Hicks. MAGIC. No. 2 HOW TO DO TRIOI\8.-The great book of magic and card tri c ks, contain i ng full instruc tion of all the leading card tricks o f the df!-y also most popular magi c al as performed by our J e admg magician!! ; e v e t y boy should obtam a copy of this book as it will both amuse and instruct. No. 22. HOW '1' 0 DO SElCOND SIGtiT.-ileller's second sight extllained his lormer assistant, Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how t h e sl!cret dill.logue s carried ou between the magician and the b o y on the stage ; also g i ving all the codes and signals. The only lltithentit! explanation of eec ond sight. No. 4a .HOW TO BECOME A .MAGidiAN.-Contailling the k rand est assor t ment of .magi c al illu si ons ever placed before the public. Als o tricks with c ards, in cantatiolls etc. No. 68 HOW TO DO CHEMICAL TRICKS.-Containing over one highly ani using' and ills t ru c tive tricks with chemi c als. B y A. Anderson Handsomely Illustrated. No. GO. HOW, '1'0 DO SLEIGHT OF HA.ND.-Containing over FORTUNE TELLING. fifty of the latest and best tricks used by magiciaus. Also cont a ine. No. 1. NAPOLEON'S ORACU L U M A N D DREAM BOOK. se cret of second sight Fully illustrated By A Ander J on. h Containing the great or acle of human destiny ; 4alstl the true mean o. 70. HOW .ro MAKE MAGIC TOYS.-Containing full 1 I i n g of almost any kind of dream s togl!ther with charms ceremonies dire c tions for makitlg Magic Toys atld devices of many kinds. By a nd curious games of A complete book A. Andere'On. E'tJllY. illustrated. No. 23 HOW '1' 0 EXPLAIN DREA11S. Every body dreams, No. 73. HOW TO J?O 'tRICKS WITH l !rom the little child to the man and woman This little book lnlllly curious tri c ks w1t h fikur e s and the magic of Ilunibl!r!l By A. h I 11 d f d t th w th 1 It And e rson. FuWI illustrate d r ives t e exp anllt1on to li m s o reams, oge e r 1 uc Y No. ffO TO. rl mcOM"' A CONJUrlE. rl.-Cont"lni'ng a nd unlucky days, l!. nd Napoleon s O raculum_1'' the book of fllte. n n.ru IJJ n. n. No 28. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES.-.111ver y one is d es irous of tric ks With Dommo es, D1c e Cups and Balls, Hats, etc Embracing rn m owing what his future life will bring for t h whethel' or thirtysix !Ilustri\t ions B y A. And el'so n. m isery, wealth or poverty. You can tell by a glanct>. at th1s httle No. 78. HOW TO DO 'HE BT .. A C K AR't.--Oontaining ll combook. Buy one and be convinced. Tell your own fortune. Tell plete des c ription of the m yste r ies of Ma gic and Sleight of Hand, lm the fortune of friends together Mth many wonderful exp e riments. By A. Auderson. No. 76. HOW TO TELL FOR'rUNES BY TEtE 'HAND.111ustrated. d Containing rules fot telling fortunes by the aid of the Hile s of the MECHANICAL. hand or the secret of p a!Ill.lstry. Also the secret df telling future No. 29. HOW TO BECO:l\ I E AN INVENTOR.-El(ery boy events by aid of molos, marks, scars etc. Illustrated. :Sy A should know how invehtions ori g inated. This book explams them s. lnderson. all, giving exlul:lples in electri c ity, hydraUlics, magnetism, optics ATHLETIC pneumatics, mechllhics, etc., etc. The most instructive book pub: Jished. No. 6. HOW TO BECOME AN ATHL:lllTE .-Giving fuJI In, No. 56. HOW 'I'O :afilcOM:E AN ENGINEER.-Containing full lt ructlon for the use of dumb bells, Indian clubs, parallel bars, instruc tiOlls how to proceed ill otd e r to bec ome a locomotive en bars and various other methods of developing a good, gi?eer ; also for building a mo4el locomotive ; together leal thy muscle; containing ov e r s i xty illustrations. Every boy can w1th a full deschpt10n of everything an eiiiJIOeer should know. become strong and healthy by following the instructions contained No. 57. HOW TO MAKE MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS.-Full thelnNthoi. s loit_tlH:gW TO BOX.-The art of self-defense made e asy. directions how to make a Banjo, Violin ZitMr1 Aeolian Harp, X ylod h d fl' phone and other musi c al instruments; together with a brief de-Dotttalning over thirty Illustrations of guards, blows an e 1 erscription of nearly every musical Instrument used in ancient or ldt of a good boxer. Every boy should obtam one of modern times. Profusely illustrated By S Fitzgerald, [ ibese useful and in s tructive books as it will teach you how to box for twenty y ears bandmaster of the Ro y al B e ngal Marines. k jrlthoot an instructor. No. 69. HOW TO MAKE A MAGIC LANTERN.-Containing No. 25. HOW TO BECOME A full a description of the lantern, together with its h i story and invention !nstructions for all kinds of gymnastic sports and athleti c exercises. Also full directions for its use and for painting slides. Handsomel:v =llmbracing thirty-five By W. Macdonald. illustrat ed by John Allen full instruction for No. 71. HOW TO DO MElCHANICAL TRICKS.-Containing and the use of the broadsword i also instruction in archery complete Instructions for performing over sixty Mechalllcal Tricks. fl scribed with twenty-one tll'actical illustratlolls, giving the best By A. Anderson. Fully illustrated. r sitions in fencing A complete book. L E T TER W RITIN No. 61. HOW TO BECOME A BOWLER.-A complete manual G. If bowling. Containin g full instruc tions for playing an the stand No 11. HOW TO WRITE LOVE-LETTllJRS.-A most com "1rd American and German games; together with rule'l and sy st!!ms plete little boo4, containing directi?ns for writing love-letters, I f sp orting In use by the principal bowling clubs In the Umted and when to use them ; also g1vmg spec1men letters for both young !t a tes. By Bartholomew Batterson. HOW TO WRIT)jj LETTERS TO LADIES.G i v i ng R C Ks WITH CAR O S I complete for writing letters to ladies on all subj ects; T I also letters of m t roduction not e s and requests. No. 51. HOW TO DO WITH. No .. HOW .TO _WlUTE J::J!?TTERS TO GENTLEMJ!?N. 1 planations of the of sleight-of hand apph<;a ble Conta!n mg full d1rect10ns for. wr1t1Dg_ to gentlemen on all s ubJects; .. o card tricks; of card tr1cks w1th ordmary cards and not reqmrmg also gJvmg sample letters for m struct10 n j e ight-of-hand ; o f tricks involving sl e ight of hand, or the uRe of No 5 3 HOW TO WRIT,E I ,ETTERS.-A wond e rful little prepared c ards. By Professor Haffn e r With illu!ltrabook, t e lling y ou how to w rite t o your sweetheart. your fath e r ions. mother sister broth e r e m p l oye r ; an d in fa c t everybody a n d any No. 72 'HOW TO DO SIXTY TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Em body y ou wish to w ri t e to. E very y oung man and every y oung 1ra cing all of the l a t es t and most dec e ptive card with Ulady i n the land s hould h ave t h is boo k b a trations. By A. Anderson. t No. 74. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS CORRECTLY Con < No. 77 HOW TO DO FORTY TRICKS WITH t aining full instructions for w ri t in g let t ers on almost any subject; ntaining deceptive Card Tric k s as p erformed by leading c onjurel'll also rules for punctuation aP d compos\tion ; t ogether with :i mqicians. A.rran1ed tor hom e a musement Fully illustrated letters

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THE S"tAGE. Ko. 31. HOW '1'0 BECOME A fou No. 41. THE BOYS OF KEW YORK END MEN'S JOKE teen illustrations, giving the different positions requisite to beco a good speaker, reader and elocutionist. Also containing gems fro BOOK.-Containing a great variety of the latest jokes used by the all the popular authors of prose and poetry, arranged in the ml& most famous end men. No amateur minstrels is complete without simple aud co ncise manner possible. this wonderful little book. No. 40. HOW TO DEBATE.-Giving rules for conducting Iii No .. TilE OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKER.bates, outlines for debates, questions for discussion, and the lies a vaned assortl!lent of stump Negro, Dutch sources for procuring information on the questions given. and Irtsh. Also end men's JOkes. Just the thmg for home amuse-ment and amateur shows. SOCIETY No. 45. THE BOYS OF NEW Y.ORK MINSTREL GUIDE AND JOKE BOOK.-Something new and very instructive. Every 1 No. 3. f!:OW TO arts. and wtles _?f bo ho Jd obtain this book as it contains full instructions for orfully expl11;med by thts little book .. Bestdes the vau_ ous !lleth.o d s u an amateur troupe. ha_ndkercluef,_ fan, glove, parasol, wmdow. and hat fhrtatwn-, g No. 55. MULDOON'S JOKES.-This is one of the most original a .full list the language and sentiment of flowers, wh tch. joke ever and it is bril;nful of wit and humor. It everybody, both old and young. You cannot be hap, contams a large collectiOn of .songs, conundrJ:!ms, etc of No 4. HOW TO DANCE is the title of a new and handsot Terrence l\Iuldoon, the great humonst and pra_ ctic!il Joker of little book just issued by Frank Tousey It contains full instrt the Ever;v boy _who can enJOY a good substantial JOke should tions in the art of dancing etiquette in the ballroom and at parti obtam a copy tmmedtately. h d d f 11 d' 't f JJ' ff II I No .. 79. HQW TO BECOME AN ACT9R.-Containing comress, an u Irec tons orca mg o IDa popu ar squa plete mstiuctiOns _how to m11;ke up for vanous character-s on the No. 5. HOW TO MAKE LOVE.-A complete guide to lo stage_; togt;ther wtth. the duti es of the St?ge_ Manager, Prompter, courtship and marriage, giving sensible advice, rules and etiquet Scemc Arttst and Property Man. By a promment St!lg.e Manager. to be observed with many curious and interesting things dot g ; No. 80. Gl'S WILLIAMS' the laterall k own est jokes, and funny. stones .of thts and Nl. 17. HOW TO DRESS.-Containing full instructiorl in l ever Ge1I!la_n comedtan. Stxty-fout pages handsome art of dressing and appearing well at home and abroad, giving t colored covet contammg a half-tone photo of the author. selections of colors, material, and how to have them made up. HOUSEKEEPING. No. 16. HOW TO KEEP A WINDOW GARDEN.-Containing full instructions for constructing a window garden either in town or country, and the most approved methods for raising beautiful flowers at home. The most complete book of the kind ever pub l ished. No. 30. HOW TO COOK.-One of the most instructive books on cooking ever published. It contains recipe s for cooking meats, fish, game and oysters; also pies, puddings, cakes and all kinds of pastry, and a grand collection of recipes by one of our most popular cooks. No. 37. HOW TO KEEP HOUSE.-It contains information for everybody, boys, girls, men and women; it will teach you how to make almost anything around the house, such as parlor ornaments, brackets, cements, Aeolian harps, and bird lime for catching birds ELECTRICAL. No. 46. HOW TO MAKE AND USE ELECTRICITY.-A de scription of the wonderful uses of electricity and electro magnetism; together with full instructions for making Electric Toys, Batteries, etc. By George Trebel, A. M., M. D. Containing over fiftr illustrations. No. 64. HOW TO MAKE ELECTRICAL MACHINES.-Contailling full directions for making electrical machines, induction coils, dynamos, and many novel toys to be worked by electricity. By R. A. R. Bennett. Fully illustrated. No. 67. HOW TO DO ELECTRICAL TRICKS.-Containing a large collection of instructive and highly amusing electrical tricks, together with illustrations. By A. Anderson. ENTERTA I N MENT. No 9. HOW TO BECOME A VENTRILOQUIST. By Harry Kennedy. The secret given away. Every intelligent boy reading this book of instructions, by a practical professor (delighting multi tudes every night with his wonderful imitations), can master the art, and create any amount of fun for himself and friends. It is the greatest book ever published, and there's millions (of fun) in it. No. 20. HOW TO. ENTERTAIN AN PARTY.-A very valuable little book just published. A com plete compendium of games, sports, card diversions, comic recitations, etc., suitabl e for parlor or drawing-room entertainment. It contains more for the money than auy book published. No. 35. HOW TO PLAY GAMES.-A complete and useful little book, containing the rules and regulations of billiards, bagatelle, backgammon, croquet, dominoes, etc. No. 36. HOW TO SOLVE CONUNDRUl\1S.-Containing all the leading conundrums of the day, amusing riddles, curious catches and witty sayings. No 52. HOW TO PLAY CARDS.-A complete and handy little book, giving the rules and full directions for playing Euchre Crib bage, Casino, Forty-five, Rounce, Pedro Sancho, Draw 'Poker Auction Pitch, All Fours and many othe r popular games of cards: No. 66. HOW TO DO PUZZLES.-Containing over three hun dred interesting puzzle_s and conundrums with key to same. A complete book. Fully Illustrated. By A. Anderson. ETIQUETTE. No. 13. TO Db IT: OR, BOOK OF ETIQUETTE.It IS a great hfe secret, and one that every young man desires to know all about. There's happiness in it. No. 33. HOW TO BEHA VE.-Containing the rules and etiquette of good society and the easiest and most approved methods of appearing to good advantage at parties, halls, the theatre, cl;mrch and in the drawing-room. DECLAMATION. No. 27. HOW TO RECITE AND BOOK OF RECITATIONS. -;-Conta'ning the .most popular selections in use, comprising Dutc h d t!llect, Frenc h dta l ect. Yankee and Irish dialect pieces, together With many standard readings. No. 18. HOW TO BECOME BEAUTIFUL.-One of t brightest and most valuable little books ever given to the wor: Everybody wishes to know how to become beautiful both male female. The secret is simple, and almost costless. Read thi s b and be convinced how to become beautiful. BIRDS AND ANIMALS. No. 7. HOW TO KEEP BIRDS.-Handsomel y illustrated a containing full instructions for the management and training o f canary, mockingbird, bobolink, blackbird, paroquet, parrot, etc No. 39. HOW TO RAISE DOGS, POULTRY, PIGEONS A RABBITS.-A useful and instructive book. Handsomel y ill trated. By Ira Drofraw. No. 40. HOW TO MAKE AND SET TRAPS.-Including hi on how to catch moles, weasels, otter, rats, squirrels and bi Also how to cure skins. Copiously illustrated. By J. Harring Keene No. 50. HOW TO STUFF BIRDS AND ANI:M:ALS.-A v able book, giving instructions in collecting, preparing, mount and preserving birds, animals and insects. No. 54. HOW TO KEEP AND MANAGE PETS.-Giving c plete information as to the manner and method of raising, keep i taming, breeding and managing all kinds of pets; also giving instructions for making cages, etc. Fully explained by twen e ight illustrations, making it the most complete bdok of the k ever published. MISCELLANEOUS. No. 8. HOW TO BECOME A SCIENTIST.-A useful and structive book, giving a complete treatise on chemistry: also periments in acoustics, mechanics, mathematics, chemistry, directions for making fireworks, colored fires and gas ballo This book cannot be equaled. No. 14. HOW TO MAKE CANDY.-A complete handbook making all kinds of candy, ice cream, syrups, essences, etc. et No 19. FRANK TOUSEY'S UNITED STA'l':JjJS DISTAN TABLES, POCKET COMPANION AND GUIDE.-Giving official distances on all the railroads of the United States Canada. A l so table of distances by water to foreign ports, h -fares in the principal cities, reports of the census. etc., etc. mak it one of the most complete and handy books published. No 38. HOW TO BECOME YOUR OWN DOCTOR-A "' derful book, containing useful and practical information in tteatment of ordinary diseases and ailments common to ev family. Abounding in useful and effective recipes for c plaints. No. 55 HOW TO COLLECT STAJ\jPS AND COINS. taining valuable information regarding the collecting and arrang of stamps and coins. Handsomely illustrated. i No. 58. HOW TO BE A Old Bra the world-known detective In which he lays down some valua and sensible rules for beginners, and also relates some adventu and experiences of well-known detectives. No GO. HOW TO BECOME A PHO'l'OGRAPHER.-Oonta ing useful i"Qformation regarding the Camera and how to work also how to make Photographic Magic Lantern Slides and ot Transparencies. Handsomely illustrated. By Captain W. De Abney No. G2. HOW TO BECOME A WEST POINT MILITA CADET.-Containing full explanations how to gain admitta course of Study, Examinations, Duties, Staff of Officers, P Guard, Police Regulations, Fire Department, and all a boy sho know to be a Cadet. Compi!Pd and written by Lu Senarens, au of "How to Become a Naval Cadet." No. G3. HOW TO BECOME A NAVAL CADET.-Complete struct-ions of how to gain admission to the Annapolis Na Academy Also containing the course of instruction, descript of grouuds and buildings, historical sketch, and everything a should know to become an officer in the United States Navy. C piled and written by Lv Senarens, author of "How t o Becom West Point
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