The Bradys and the broken clock; or, The secret of ten minutes to ten


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The Bradys and the broken clock; or, The secret of ten minutes to ten

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The Bradys and the broken clock; or, The secret of ten minutes to ten
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Secret service, Old and Young King Brady, detectives
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Doughty, Francis Worcester d. 1917
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-J I OLD AND YOUNG KING BRADY, DETECTIVES. Wccldy-Ny .._, ubsc ripltu1& $'.!.[)0 per year Hnlc red a.-t 1'-'econrl CltlSS at Lite .Ae t v }:or.<: /-'o,tt-OjJice, lt f a r clt l'l' 1890, b .'/ Fran k Tuttscy. No. 5
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SECRET SERVICE OLD AND YOUNO KINO BRADY, DETECTIVES Issued Weekly-By Subscription pe year. Entered as Second Class Matter at the New York. N. Y Post Office, March 1, 1899. Entered according to Act of Oonpress, in the vear 1909, in the office of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, D. 0., by Frank Tousey, Publisher, 24 Union Square, Ntul York. ;No. 542. NEW YORK, JUNE 11, 1909. Price 5 Centa. CHAPTER I. WHEN OLD LOVERS MET. I On a certain bright morning in the month of June, a young and stylishly -dr essed man stepped from the "steamboat train" of the Fall River Line at the South Station, Boston. The big; station clock stood at half-past seven as the passengers began crowding off the train. The young man, who carried a dress-suit case, stood back a little in such a position that he could observe the passengers as they came off the cars. Evidently he .was watching for someone, and that some one proved to be a young woman of about his own age, well dressed and decidedly pretty, who presently alight ed from the car ahead of the one which the young man had just left. He pressed :forward and put himself in her way. As she saw him she gave a start and a flush of color swept over her cheeks. He raised his hat and bowed. She blushed still more deeply and returned the bow. Next moment they were shaking hands. "Why, Will!" exclaimed the girl, for she was little more. "Is it really you I-er-but pardon me, Mr. Burton! I really am glad to see you pnce more. In the excess of my joy I forgot the lapse of time and all the rest of it. I shouldn't have been so familiar, but once more I say, I really am glad to see you, just the same." 1 "There is certainly no occasion for begging my pardon, Laura," replied the young man, with rather a bitter laugh. "We were boy and girl together and for you to make it 'Mr. Burton' "as altogether ridiculous. But let me relieve you of that bag." She relinquished the little grip she carried and looked up at him in a half-pleading fashion. ,"Don't say too much about old. times," she seemed to say. He took the hint. "You are just coming over from New York?" he aske'd. "Yes. I have been over there to attend to a little business for my husband; and you?" "I am just home from a two years' European tour. I landed at New York and, having business there, sent my trunks on ahead." "And you were on the Puritan last night?" ''Oh, yes!" "It is a wonder I did not see you." "Not at all I took particularly good care that you should not see me." "Oh! ,Then you saw me?" "Certainly." "Why did you not make your presence known, Will? I know of no reason--" "I did not wish to inflict my presence upon --you. My intention was to go off without speaking this morning, but--" "But you didn't." "That's it exactly. I didn't." "Are you glad you didn't?" "That dependR upon whether you are glad or sorry?" ''Well, Will, there is one thing you must certainly give me credit for, and that is p).ain speaking." "You always were plain spoken, Laura." "And I am so still. I am glad you didn't. I want to. know how you are getting along and all about you. I hope you feel the same interest in me." "I certainly do, and to show you that I do, I am going to put a proposition to you in my old, :frank style. It is for you to accept or turn down, just as you please." "What is it?" "Let me call a cab and see you home. I want to hear all about you and to tell you all about myself, if you want to hear about so uninteresting an individual." Laura appeared to hesitate for an instant; and then said: ''Why certainly, Will, if it will give you any pleasure. I intended to go home by the cars, but I think I can safe ly trust myself with you." "I think so. And the address?" "No. --Harlow street, Brookline." "Very well. 'l'o Brookline let us go, and I trust that before the ride is over we may find ourselves as good friends as ever we were in the past." ''And always remain so," she added, in a low voice. "There is no reason why we should not, unless your husband is of a jealous disposition." "I am afraid he is a little given that way, Will; but i n this instance he will have to get over any jealous fit which may grow out of a brief interview on my pa:rt with so olcl a friend as yomsel." "Well put, but don't g e t yourself into trouble. By the way, who is your hm;band?" "Why, Will Don't you know?" "I do not. All I know is that you are Iflarried." "A year ago. I am now Mrs. Farmer. My husband is James Farmer, head clerk for Jenner, Jewel & Jones." "'l'he big jewelry firm on Washington street?" "Yes." "And-and you are happy, Laura?" She g-ave him a quick glance. "As happy as can be expected after a year of marrie'd life, sir," she said. "The honeymoon is over, of course. Folks say that the second year of a woman's married life

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'l'HE BRADYS THE BROKEN CLOCK. is always the hard est. However, don't misunde r stand me. Jim and I get on very well." Three minutes later they were seated inside and on their way to Brookline, that singular town, which, al though complet e ly surrounded by the city of Boston, still remains an independent town and resolutely refu ses 'to adopt city ways. Then they began the same sort of talk again. The situation neeas explaining. Thi s young wife, tlien Laura Hayden, a belle in her own particular Boston society circle, had been engaged to marry Will Burton a little more than two years before the opening of our story. But Will was then only a poor clerk with no father behind him, while Laura's father was supposed to be worth a million. They had been children together and out of their in timacy the engagement grew. The Hayden family violently opposed the match. Li stening to her parents, Laura suddenly broke the en gagement and within two short weeks wished she had not done so. 'rhe Hayden family shared in that wish. The reason was simple. A rich uncle in a Western city, whom Will Burton had never even seen, di e d within those two weeks and l eft the young man six millions H eartbroken then, Will found solace in his good luck He went ai:Yroad and soon got well enough over his dis appointment to consider life quite well wo:dh living Durin g the first year of his absence there came a great erash in stocks on State stree t, the Wall street of Boston. ::M:r. Hayden was caught in the slump, lost everything he had and a lot of money belonging to his friends be aides. Thi s man's way out of his trouble was to commit sui cide, and his wife died of the shock. Laura left penniless, was glad to take up with the well salaried manager of the big jewelry house of Jenner, Jewel & Jones, and so they were married and went to housekeeping in a Brookline villa. Some of this Will Burton knew when he handed his old sweetheart into that cab and the rest he learned lon g before they got to Brookline. Laura on her part, pretended to inquire into her old lover '" conditio11, but it is needless to add that there was very little Will had to tell her which she did not already know. Did she wish she had never broken the engagement this y9ung wife? But who can read a woman's heart? Certainly we shall not attempt it, nor do we propose to follow up the conversation which took pla .ce in the cab. It was not especially confidential. There was not a word spoken to which James Farmer could have properly taken exception But it made little difference what James Farmer's opini ons might have been as to the propriety of his wife riding from the South Station to her home with her old lover, as will soon be shown. 'l'he Farmer villa was small, but rather pretty, and stood alone in its own grounds 'l'he cabby tumed into a short driveway and rounded up his fare -at the doGr. Will jumped out and Mrs. Farmer to descend. "Well, I must say good-by, I suppose," he remarked, as h e took her hand. "Come in and see our house, Will!" she exclaimed, im pehJOusly. "I am not going to }et you go so after yo,)Ir kindness in bringing me all the way out here." '' Oh, no, Laura! It is best not," he ha sti ly replied. "I don't see it so at all. There is no one her e but my cook and tlie maid, if that is what troubles you." He allowed himself to be persuaded and, telling the cabman to wait, they ascended the steps. Then began a trair1 of discoveries which was to involve Will Burton in all kinds of complicatio ns. Laura made the first. what is the meaning of this ?" s he cried. "One would think that the house had not been opened up this morning! 'l'hi s i s certainly strange!" The parlor windows were closea, the inside blinds ehut and the shades drawn down behind them. lt was the sa.me with the windows of the sitti ng-room on the other side of the door "Perhaps Mr Farmer did not consider it worth while to open the windows with you away," suggested Will "But the maid!" cried Laura. "Jim is stupid enough for that, of course, but the maid knows better." As she spoke she angrily pulled the bell. There was no answer to her ring. "Perhaps the door isn't fastened?" suggested Will. "But it is. I just tried it. The girl must have left. Still there is the cook. Why don't she come to door?" "Perhaps she has left, too." "I hope she has then. She was no good and I was going to get rid of her at the end of the month, any way." She rang the bell again, but with no better success, Will tried the door. "It is only faBtened on the night latch," he said. "I can easily force it.') "But Jim would not lik e that and I should have to exp lain." r "Suppose we try it at the back?" "Yes; come." They went around to the rear. Here the doors and windows were all fastened also. No amount of knocking did any good. "It is quite evident that Jim has gone to business as usual and that both the girls have left," aid Laura. "Here I am locked out of my own house.'' "Have you a ladd e r in the barn?" asked Will. "If so, I can get in at one of the upper windows perhaps?" "No. Jim won't have a ladder for fear burglars might use it," she r eplied "How about this cellar window? I see it is swinging open If the door at the head of the cellar stairs is not fastened I might get into the house that way." ai don't know whether it is or not. But you will ruin your clothes?" "That's nothing I'll try it." Laura clid not urge her objections So Will pushed up the little swing window and, fas.ten' \

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( THE BRADYS AND THE BROKEN CLOCK. ing it in place with a stick, lowered himself through feet first and dropped into a coal bin. "Go around to the front, Laura!" he called. "I will open the front door." He then disappeared, and Laura heard him going up the cellar stairs. She went around to the front and waited. Will did not appear. f "He must haYe found t'he door lo cked at the head of the stairs," Laura thought. "Perhaps the poor boy i s trying to get out of the coal bin and can't." She started back around the house. But there was no Will there, either. Peering in through the cellar window, Laura could see nothing of him. She called, but received no reply. "What ean be the matter?" Mrs. Farmer asked herself. And then there seemed to come over her an indescribable sense of trouble ahead. She turned and started back for the front door to meet Will turning the corner of the house. She coul.d instaiit:ly bj his face that sometii.ing had happened, for be i__t rem embered, this pair had been play mates from childhood and they knew each other's moods well. "Why, Will!" she exclaimed. "What is wrong?" "Much, I am afraid," r ep li ed Will, gravely. And he added : "Laura, you used to be just the bravest little woman. who ever lived; 01, at l east, I thought so. Yon must pre pare your mind for a shock." "What is it? Don't keep me in s uspen se Please don't, Will!" "Be calm. Remember, I do not know you r husband. I nev e r e"Jen actually knew who you had married until you told me this morning." Laura reeled and leaned heavil y against the house. "Now, for gracious sake, don t tell me that anything is the matter with Jim!" she cried "There is something the matter with someone then, Laura. Of course you will understand don't know that he is your husband. I-'"l'ake your hands ofl' of me, Will Burton! Let me go!" He had her by the arm. "Not yet, LauraF' he cried "You must be braYel Hear me out. There is a man l y ing on y our front hall floor and I am very much of fhe opinion that he is dead, but he may be only a burglar, you know." She pressed her hand to her heart. "Has he light hair and a light mustache?" s he fal tered. "Yes, and he wears a r ed scarf and has a watch seal representing a bulldog," Will replied. That settled it! "Oh! Oh! He is my hu sband!" screamed Laura, and she promptly fainted in Will's arms. "How she loved him!" thought the young man. But he was all W'rong. Will Burton's experience with women bad been ex ceedingly limited. Laura had never Joy ed but one man and he was the o ne who had just informed her of her husband's d eath. CHAPTER II. THB llfYSTERIOUS FARMER CASE. James Farmer was dead More than that he had evidently been murder ed There was a bullet hole in hi s forehead, but no trace of a re Toher. He had been deacl for hour s Hi s body lay upon the hall floor direCtly in front of a modern imitation of a grandfather's clock. Th e body was entire ly cold and lay in a pool of blood. There was nobody to be found in the hou se-Will Bur ton searched it b e fore coming out with his startling announc ement. And the cloc k had stopped at ten minute to ten. Laura quickl y reYived antl in siste d upon into the hall. The r e s he identifi e d the dead man as her l111sband, anc1 her displav of grief confirmed Will in the opinion that she must have loved the dead man clearly. Neighbors were summoned from an qdjoining house by the cabman. They took charge of Laura, while Will jumped into the cab and we:qt to the police station, for he f elt that this was a case of which the authori ties shou ld at once be inforiDed H e h ardly expected to find himself known at the Brooklin e police station. But in this he was mistaken, for as soon as he handed out his carcl the police captain promptly inquired if he was the rich Mr. Burton. "It don't make any difference whether I am rich or poor!" retorted Will. "Mr. JaiDes Farmer has been mur dered at his hon8e, No. --Harlow stree t. It is a case for t'he police and to be taken in hand at once And this reply convincing the police captain that he actuallv was dealinO' with the voung millionaire of whom the papers'"' \Tere talking, Will was treated with all ref:pect and hi s story listened to. "This is very sing ular," said the captain. "Of course, Mr. I s h a ll tn)>:e up the matter at once, but before I start around there I want to say something. Have you seen the extra which came out this morning?" "Why_ no," repli e d Will. "I have not e T en seen the morning paper. I jlli:t came over from New York. What about that?" "Bette r read it then," said the cap tain and he handed Will a newspap e r, pointing to the prominently -di splayed headlines. These inform ed the public that there had been a big jewel robbery in Boston the night before. The firm of Jenner, Jewel' & Jones were the victims. The burglar s had cut through the wall of an adjoining building and the safe 11ad been dynamited Diamonds and other unset geiDs valued a.t upwards of $200,000 had been taken, also much jewelry.

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THE BRADYS A:\D THE BROKEN C L OCK. The total of tf1eir loss the firm was as yet unable to I "Certainly I knew him. Strange that he should be state. lying dead in his own house when people were accusing The account went on to say that the firm's head clerk, him of being mixed up in this burglary." .Tames Farmer, having failed to turn up that morning, "So it seems to me. On what ground do they accuse it was supposed that he had a hand in the burglary. him?" Of course this was adding mystery to mystery. "I don't think they will accuse him of the burglary "I thought you ought to know," said the police cap -now. He appears to have been dead since that clock tain. "I just had a telephone message from headquarbroke OO\I"'l la s t night, and that was at ten minutes to ters. Detectives are on their way to Farmer's house now, t e n. It is almost certain that the burglary was not pulled they tell me." oil' e a rli e r than midnight." "Let u s get back there at once," said Will. "His un"It is a hard case for the widow that he should have fortunate wife is almost insane as it is. This will be the been accused at all." finishing stroke." "Indeed, yes. She is convinced of his innocence, o f "Oh, you can't tell!" said the police captain, shrugging course." 'hls slioulders. "She may be in the deal, for all you "Why r c rtainly. It is an outrage that these detectives know should l.Jc h e r e annoying her." ''Don't say that again!" flashed Will. "Mrs. Farmer "Have the y annoyed her?" is an old friend of mine. She came over from New York "They are both with her now. Did you start them at last night, as I happen to know." it?" "Then it is luch.-y for her that you do happen to know, "I? 011 no! The robbery was reported to the police for she would naturally be the first per s on suspected," and the, :::ent the detectives here to look for Farmer. persisted the captain. Considc;ingthe condition of things they folll\d here, you Win was furious, but h e wisely h e ld hi s tongue. c ould h ar dl y e x pect them to g o away without learning When Will and the police c a ptain got to Harlow street what they can." tbev found matters in r athe r a st r e nu o u s c onilition "I suppo s e not. Will the firm follow the thing up 'I' he detectives had arriv ed. again s t this dead man, do you b1ow ?" everal neigl1bor s-all women-we r e in t he house. "I'm s ure I can t tell you. I am only an employee." Mrs. Farmer was report e d in b a d shape in h e r chamb e r "Well, t he n if they propose to, f o r Mrs Farmer's sake, up s tairs, where a doctor was in atte ndance upon her. I propose to start a counter-inve s ti g ation to prove the 'l'he c oroner was summon e d a nd t h e polir e took c harge. d e ad man innocent at my own expen se. Here is my card Will felt that h e was r athe r in the way than oth e rwise. You can t e ll the m so." Under the cir c um tances tl1e youn g man s situation was The y oung man took the card and glanced at the name. an awkward one. "I will t e ll them he said, qui e tl y ; "but allow me to He would hav e tak e n himself off if the police captain say that you better al s o tell them yourself." had not particularl y r equest e d him to remain until the ((Which I will." coroner came, since it he who had di s covered the a Are you a relative of Mrs. Farmer?" mnrder. "No; onl y an old fri end." Will took his place ouside on the piazza, for the conaso? I doubt if the firm will pay much attention to fusion within got on his nerves. you. There was one young man with the dete c tive s-there "We shall see about that. I shall engage some good were three altogether-whom Will particularly noticed firm of private detectives lik e the Bradys of New York. from his quick, alert manner, and also from the respect "What do you know about them?" the others seemed to pay him. "I know nothing about them personally, but I have These other two had que stioned Will when he fir s t always understood that they were one of the best, if not came into the house with the captain, but this young m a n the best detective firm in the United States. You have merely stood by listening. heard of them, I suppose?" Soon came a summons to attend Laura, which will "Yes. I have h e ard of them." obeyed. "Such is their reputation, is it not?" What passed between the form e r lovers need not be ''I under s tand that it is. But what is your theory of enlarged upon. this affair? Or have you none?" Sufficient to say that when Will Burton came back on"Why, I have none, of course. I have been in Europe to the pia.zza both his intere s t and sympathy were fully for the last two years and only got back to Boston this aroused. morning. I did not know the man at all." The young man stood there alone, leaning against one "I understand that you -discovered the body?" of the pillars, smoking a cigar. "Yes I had that misfortune. Next I know I sl1all be ((How is Mrs. Farmer now?" he inquired. accused of murderin g him. So you see I am partly selfish "'Why she is mucli quieter," replied Will "The doctor in taking up the matter." seems to think she will come around all right. Are you "I see. I think you are wis e if you care to be at the one of the police detectives, may I ask?" expense. But do you mind telling me all about what you (( Oh, no! I represent the firm--Jenner, Jewel & know? Of course I heard you talk to the detectives, but Jones, you know." I have to report to the firm and I should very much like "Then you know Mr. Farmer, of course?" to bear the story again

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--,-----------THE BRADYS AND THE BROKEN CLOCK. I Will told it. "Did you examine the clock?" the young man asked then. "N&; I aid not. Why?" "It is broken." "I thought it had only stopped. Do you connect the crime with the broken clock then?" "How should I know? But come in and have a look atit" They passed into the hall where the young man opened the clock door. Sure enough, the weight catguts had broken. One weight had fallen down into the bottom of the clock. The other hung lopsid ed, one st rand of the weight cord having broken. "You see," said the young man, "tl).is accident, if acci dent it was, must have happened at ten minutes to ten. You asked me just now if I considered that the broken clock has any connection with James Farmer's death. I was not prepared to answer the question ju st then, but I have been {hinking over it whil e we talked and I now tell you frankly that I do so consider. I think that the de tective who solves the mystery will first have to learn the secret of ten minutes to ten." The arrival ohthe coroner interrupted the conversation then and it was not renewed. It was an hour before the coroner got through with his work. Before he left Will was again summoned by Laura. He found her hysterical after the coroner's questioning. "It is wicked! It's scandalous!" she cried. "To try to make my poor murdered husband out a thief! Oh, Will, help me Prove his inno cence and you will have earned my everlasting gratitude! Gratitude! That is the next door nei ghbor to love Truth told, Will Burton found himself more madly in love with Laura than ever. And Laura was now a widow. It was all very sad, of course, but it was none of Will's bringing about. The young millionaire determined to take the matter up instantly. H e wanted to earn J,aura Farmer's gratitude He also wanted her love. CHAPTER III. THE BTIADYS A::-
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6 THE BRADYS AND THE BROKEN CLOCK. The third person was a remarkably pretty young woman. "Gentlemen and Miss Montgomery!" exclaimed Partner Jewel, "permit me to introduce Mr. Burton." Old King Brady looked up quickly. "This is the young man you met at Mr. Farmer's house, I suppose, Harry?" 1Young King assented and arising, shook hands with Will lieartily. "Here we are, you see, Mr. Burton," he said. "It will not be necessary for you to go to the expense of en gaging the Bradys, seeing that they have had this case in hand for over a week." "For over a week"? What can you mean?" demanded Will. "The robbery only toalc place last night." "Excuse me, Mr. Burton. There you are WTong," put in Partner Jewel. "The robberies in our place have been going on for a month." "Oh !" gasped Will. "And did you suspect-James Farmer?" "We have had reason to suspect him, yes. Still we have been able to prove nothing definite against him, in spite of the fact that Young King Brady, here, has been shadowing him for a week or Yes, we had abundant evidence that we were being robbed, and as there appeared to be some reason for suspecting Farmer, Young King Brady was put on the case. But I wilLleave it for him to tell with what result." ''With a negative result," added Harry. "This, much I learned, that James Farmer had been gambling in stocks and was heavily in debt, that he had played the races for a year and over and met with heavy losses. "Putting this beside our own losses you can see for yourself, Mr Burton, that it was impossible for us to feel any great confidence in the man. Of course his untimely d eath is a mystery which we are quite unable to under stand "But .this, as I understand it, is a case of burglary," said Will, who was naturally taken aback by these disclosures "Certainly .'' if James Farmer was murdered at ten minutes to ten, as Young King Brad:v said he believed--" "And which I do believe," put in Harry. "Then how could he have had a. hand in the burglary?" "We do not claim that he actually did have a hand in it personally," said Old King Brady. "He manifestly could not have had and yet there is reason to believe t hat he was mixed up in that end of the matter, too. With your permission, Mr. Jewel, we will take Mr. Burto n fully into our confidence and make it plain to him how this matter stands." "Do so, by all means," assented Jewel. "You will p l ease follow me, Mr. Burton," said Old King Brady, rising. "If you will excuse me, Governor, I won't go," said Harry. "I want to finish discussing. those points with Alice." "All right," replied the o lcl detective "It is not neces sa r y at all. This way, please, Mr Burton And Will followNl Old King Brady out into the store H e r e he was shown the wrecked safe. The door had been blown up and hung broken and twisted by the uppe r hinge Old King Brady exp l ained that the work had been accomplished by boring holes in the metal and inserting small cartridges of dynamite or nitroglycerine "It is the work of an expert," he said "You see how neatly the job was executed. The interior of the safe is a l most intact." "But I don't see where the burglars came in from the next building," replied Will, looking around. "Oh, that was done in the cellar!" replied the old de tective. "I'll take you down there presently and show you. Meanwhile I want to call your attention to another point which goes strongly to prove that this was in part at least an inside job }.iind you, I don't claim that James Farmer did the inside work, although, according to the opinion of each of the partners, he was altogether the most likely person to ha .ve had a l1and in it. The old detective proceeded to open the little drawers which filled the interior of the safe. The contents of many of these drawers appeared to be undisturbed In the case of others the paper "folds," which he ex plained to Will, contained gems, had been overhauled and many loose gems lay scattered about in the drawers In other drawers >vere pieces of jewelr,.y, trays of rings, brooches, cuff buttons, scarfpins and the 'lilce, all of which looked as if they might the real thing. But it was not so. Old King Braay explained to Will that all this je"ll't>lry was plated and that all the loose stones, while genuine, were eith e r flawed or of inferior grade, while the stuff which remained undisturbed in the "fo1ds" was all glaes. "So you see, Mr. Burton," he added, "it is perfectly evident that this stock was overhauled by an expert," adding: "Not only that) but he did the work at his leisure Look at theRe empt:v drawers. Some contained unset diamonds, rubies, sapphires and emeralds; others held diamond jewelry Not a trace of these more valuable goods remains." "And it is your theory that tl1e burglars found nothing worth carrying away after they had blown the safe?" inquired Will "Not exactly that," replied the old detective, "but we do believe that they took nothing out of the safe. What they did talce, however, was a lot of solid silve r ware from the cases, a number of gold watches and such other goods as were capable of being melted down upon which they could easilv lay their hands "It is a wonder the police did not catch on to their operations if tl1e store is kept lighted at night." "One gas-jet is left lighted, which was entirely inl:'ufflcient. Then you see these fancy Japanese screens standing around here .. No doubt those were so. placed as t0 hide the operations of the burglars. Yet they wouiU have had to work quickl:v to avoid detection. Cer tainly they had no time to overhaul the contents of these No, Mr Burton, the case is plain. This came here with the intention of carrying off the firm's large stock of diamonds and the higher grade col ored stones That they did not get what they came for is p lain l

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' THE BRADYS AXD THE BROKEN CLOCK. ,--I ., from the fact that thev burdened themselve s with watches and silverware, bulky stuff to carry, and all of which will have to be melted down,." "But the watches can be sold." "Indeed they 1can't l Nothing more dangerous for a burglar to handle than a gold watch, for the firm carries a record of the numbers of all the movements. Chances are that every movement will be destroyed and the cases melted down and sol d for old gold Old King Br.ad) now took Will downstairs and him the hole in the foundation wall, which was just big enough to admit tl1e passage of a man "That was never done in one night," said Will. "Probably not," replied Old King Brady "Yet an expert mason could have opened up that passage in two nights, or three at the Let us go through." They craw led through the opening and found on the other s ide a crowbar, s l edge -h ammers and drills which had been lef-t by the burglars. Ascending to the fioor above, they came into a vacant store. "It has been to rent this lon g time," exp lain ed the old detective. "The floors above are divided into sma ll offices and are all occupied, but there i s no connection with the floor, except by way of the street door, whic.h Op<:!ns upon the stairs. "And tllis is the way the case stands," the old detec tive went on to say. "You can see for yourself that with James bad reputation circumstantial evidence is here which strongly points in his direction. But it is by no means conclusive, my dear sir." Will had been doing a lot of heavy thinking through all this. What was going to be the result if througl1 him James Farmer was to be proved a crook? He felt then that he had best take his hands off, and yet that would not do, either, now that he had given Laura his to help clear her husband's name. He had taken a strong liking for the old detective and he was just about to ask him to advise him in the matter when Old King Brady practically headed him off. "So you see, Mr. Burton," he said, "that we cannot do as you wish, that is to help to clear the name of your dead friend, for our work lies in the opposite direction." "He was no friend of mine!" cried Will. "I never even saw the man until I saw him dead there on the floor." "Ah! So? Tlien it is the wife?" "Yes. She is a lifelong friend." "And you feel a great interest in her?" demanded the old detective, eyeing him keenly. "Why, yes." Will knew that liis face was reddening, but he could not help it. Old King. Brady 8aw and understood. "Well, well!" he exclaimed. "I see which way the wind blows. Of course it is none of my business, but let an old man give a young one a word of advice. Take it in the spirit intended now, Mr Burton. If you love this young widow and expect to win her, there is just one tliing to do, and that is to make het understand the truth, for sooner or later it is bound to come out and any attempt on your part to d eceive her is sure to be turned against yourself in the end." Will was silent. "Not offended; l hope?" demanded Old King Brady. "Oh, no!" "Good! Now, young man, I tell you what you do. Work yourself on this business. I state frankly that I believe James Farmer guilty. I also believe that he put up the burglary job to cover his own tracks. Perhaps he gave his bur,glarious friends the double cross, as they say nowadays. In otncr words, made them think they were going to get the diamonds and then walked off with them himself. If so, he must have done it between the hours of six o'clock last night, when the store closed, and t en minutes to t en, when his hall clock went out of business, for there is little doubt to my mind th:!t at about the latter hour he met hi s fate Questi9n is: What did he do with the diamonds? The answer seems plain to an old hand at ,the bellows like me. He took them to his own house. He had sent his wife to New York on a fool's errand to meet a man who wanted to buy certain worth less mining stocks which he held. She could find no such man, for the reason, in all probability, that he has no existence. Fanner also discharged both his servants in the morning-that we have positively learned. All this was evidently done in order to give him a chance to hide tile diamonds in his own house Whether he did this or not, or whether the person who killed him got the goods, remains to be proved. Get to work ap.d see what you can do towards solving the mystery Believe me, it is the surest way of winning the widow. Don't be afrai d of proving her husband a ra scal, for when you have done that will natural l y turn to you CHAPTER IV. OUT ON THE SHADOW Two days passed and the Bradys made but little headway with their jewelry robbery case. We do not call it their murder case, for wit h the death of James Farmer the New York detectives declined to directly concern themsel ves. They left that for their Boston brethr en of the police. And we need only add that these gentlemen made no h eadway, either One of the first things the Bradys did on the day of the discovery of James Farmer's murder was to sea rch his house as thoroughly as they could for the diamonds. This they did in connection with the police and to the very great annoyance of Mrs Laura, who complained bit terly of the "rude" treatment she had been subjected to by the detectives when she saw h e r old lov er ag-ain. But nothing came of the searc'h, nor did the Bradys gain any clew to the identity of the dead man's slaye r, and their eyes were open for this, too, of course After this they did not go to the Farmer house during those two days, for they were working on other lines. At least this was true of Young King Brady an d Alice Montgomery. l

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8 THE BRADYS 'rHE BROKEN CLOCK. As for the old detective himself, he had been obliged to leave the matter in the hands of his partners, having been called back to New York to finish up a case which he was engaged when the summons to Boston came. At about eleven o'clock on the evening of this second day a young man, rather shabbily might have been seen emerging from the alley which le.ads off of Washington street up .to Young's Hotel. He turned down Washington street and hurried on to jts junction with Blackstone, Union and other streets in the l.arge, open space now called Haymarket Square. Here he struck off into the densely-populated "North End" district, that network of narrow, winding streets and blind alleys which invariably proves so puzzling to strangers. Once north Qf Blackstone street it iB like entering an other city, for the great fire of forty years ago which swept tl1e biggest part of old Boston out of existence did not touch this region, where many of the houses are fully a hundred years old. But this young man appeared to know exactly. where he was going and be walked. rapidly on until he brought up at a certain block on Salem street, which in some re spects is one of the most peculiar of the many peculiar streets of the North End. It is the home of the old clothes man, the fence, the crook. Dark, dirty shops line the streets on both sides, in the windows of which odds and ends of every description are displayed. Of course in other cities there are many such places, but they lie scattered, while on old Salem street they are huddled together. How the Boston detectives ever manage to keep the run of what is going on in these dark holes is a mystery, but they do. The young man in question walked rapidly past a dozen or more of these shops and, crossing the street, doubled on his tracks, keeping a sharp lookout right and left. Evidently he was looking for someone, and that some one proved to be Young King Brady, who sudd e nly stepped out from the shadows of a blind alley and con fronted him. "Why, Alice!" he exclaimed in a guarded tone, "have you done it again?" Our "young man" was none other than Alice Mont gomery, most cleverly disguised. "Well, that's what I have, Harry," she replied. "But back to your hiding hole. We must not be seen talking here. I didn't know just where to locate you, but here you .are." They stepped into the alley which led up to a factory. Here they were safe from observation .and could talk. "Which store is it, Harry?" de:tnanded Alice. "That pawnbroker'B shop, nearly opposite." "I see." "I wish you didn't then. My dear Alice, you know how I dislike to have you assume that disguise." "I .am not your dear Alice yet, sir, and until I am I shall do as I please." "I beg your pardon. You are the dearest creature on earth to me, and although you don't love me as I do t'hat don't hinder me from retaining my own I suppose." "Who told you I didn't love you?" "You never yet admitted th\lt you do." "Oh, let's talk of something else, Harry. What's the matter with my disguise?" "Nothing as a disguise. It is simply perf e ct, but the danger is great." "No greater than it is in New York where I often adopt it." "And always against my wishes." "Will you kiU:dly ring off, young man? I got tired of sitting around the hotel and wanted to be doing some thing and to find out what you were about. Anything doing yet?" "No. I have watched in vain for the r e appearance of my man." His "man" dated back a week. It began one night when Harry was shadowing James Farmer. From the restaurant at which the head clerk of Jenner, Jewel & Jones took supper, Harry had s hadowed him here to the Salem street pawnbroker's. Here Farmer entered and remained some time, until at last a stylish cab drove tlp to the door and a well dressed young man of about Farmer's own age sprang out Hnd entered the pawnshop. A few minutes later the party came out, accompanied by Farmer, and, both ent ering the cab, they were driven away. Unfortunately for Young King Brady's plans he had no cab, and as none was to be had anywhere near he lost his man. And now that .Farmer was dead Harry was trying to locate the man who had been his companion that night. And this, after having exhausted every effort to get a starting clew to the mystery, upon which he was working. He scarcely expected to meet with success, and yet in a way he was successful, as will be seen. "Where is your cab?" demanded Alice. "Right around the corner." "How long shall you wait?" Until the pawnbroker clos es, which I suppose will be about midnight." "It is almost that now." "Yes, I know. Chances are there will nothing come of it." "It would be nice if we could turn up something defi nite before Old King Brady returns. As for my part, I haven't been able to do a solitary thing." "Have you tackled Mrs. Farmer this afternoon?" "No. I called there, but she refused to see me, and I did not want to force an interview." "No; it would be scarcely worth while until after the funeral to-morrow. Did you see Mr. Burton?" "No. He was out." "He is still staying there?" "Yes. He and also a Mrs. Patrick, who is acting as Mrs. Farmer's chaperone." "I was thinking-Hush! By jove, I think that's my man!"

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10 THE BRADYS AXD THE B R OKEN C LO C K. Will did not go to sle e p right away, for he had ample food for thought. Something was worr y in g him whi c h was in no way con nected with the myst e ry of James Farmer's death a s it seemed to hjm. T his was the unexpect e d appearance of an old ac quaintance of his own and Laura s on the scene. The young man had also bee n very intimate with J ames Farmer and, according to Laura, had been fre q ue n tly entertained at the bouse during her short mar r ied life. His name was Tom Blagden. His business was s up p osed to b e real estate, which he carried on upon his own account Wi ll remembered hi.m as a wild young fellow of none too high principles. H is call had been one of condol e n ce, of course B u t it seemed to Will eas y to see that he had his eye on the widow, a s well. In short, Will was jealou s Thus he found it difficult to get to s leep For every time he closed his eyes there was Tom Blagden's face be fore him, and sleep wou l d not come. It came at however, and when it did come Will slept soundly until he was suddenly awakened by som e one giving him a rude shake He started up to find him s elf in a most unpleasant situation Standing bes ide the b e d was a rou g hly-dr e ssed man wearing a corduroy c a p, with a handkerchi e f tied over ,the lower part of his face. At the door w e r e two s imilar fig ures. All held revolvers, and the man by the bedside held i n addition an e lectric flas hlight, whi c h he threw full in Will s face. "Are you awake now?" h e d e manded, g ruffly. "I am!" g a s ped Will. "Who are you and what do you want?" "You are William Burton, are you not?" "Yes." "Friend of Mrs / Farmer's ?" "Yes. What--" "Don't want any harm to come to her, I s uppo se{ "Of cou rse not! Who are you and what do you mean?" "I I wanted tc have you know who I a.m, young f e llow, I certainly should n o t hav e put this ma s k over my face. As for what I want, that will d e ve lop g raduall y In th e first place I want you. G e t up a nd dr ess "Ourself an d prepare to follow m e R e fuse a nd the re will be anoth e r corpse fou'nd in this hou s e in the morning Of course Will was fri ghte n ed. It would be fooli s h to d e ny it. He had no r evolve r and, truth told h e w ou]{l scarcely have known how to u s e one had h e possesse d it. There seem e d to be nothin g to do but t o o bey. So h e got up and pull e d on hi s clothes, the masks re garding him in sil e nce durin g the op e r a tion and their leader or spoke s man keepin g him cove r e d all the while. Twice he hurri e d Will, who was inclined to take his time in the hope that something might happen to better this very u n p l easant situation. The dressing done, one of the others came forward and ti G d Will's hands behind him ''You will now follow me," ordered the leader. He passed out of the door and Will walked after him, the other two masks ke e ping close at his heels They descended the stairs and the mask led the way to Laura s room. He flashed the light ins ide and Will saw that the bed had been slept in and that Laura was not there. "You see, Burton!" c ried the mas k, "your old flame is missing. Want to know what has become of her?" "I naturally do,'' r epli e d Will, whose cool ness and c our age were beginning to assert themselves "Then I w ill tell you We have taken her away and we propose to take you to the same place." "You have taken her awav on the eve of her husband's :funeral?" Exactly what we have done, my young friend Know why?" "Of cour s e I don 't." "Nor you won't until you see her again, whi c h will be s oon. Of cour s e you are only too glad to go where your lady love ha s gon e s o that you may be on hand to protect h er." Will bit hi s lip and made no reply. It s e e med a hopeless c ase to raise any argument with the man He was now conducted downstairs and when he reached th e parlor floor h e saw what he had alr e ady obse rved in Laura's b e d c hamber, althou g h we have not m e ntioned it, that eve r vt h i ng was t umbled about. It look e d as 'i h a d been ransacking the hou s e "They are the jewelry burglar s," thought Will. "Old King Bra d y i s right. Farmer g ave them the double cross. They a r e h e re, sear ching for the diamonds!" It was n ot hing else, a s h e was soon to learn Will was now hurried outsid e An old-fa s hioned four wheel e r s tood at the door As has been said, the Farme r villa s tood back from the street and there were trees and s hrubb e r y in front, thus the hack w a s pretty well screen e d f rom the o bse rvation of an y c hance passersby on the s t reet. Will w as h e lped inside, th e thre e mask s following him 'rhe hack immediately s tarted then 'rhe ride which followed se emed interminable. Will was not able to :follow the direction taken by the hack for they had no soon e r starte d than a handkerchief tie d tight over his eyes It i s not easy to follow th e direct ion of a carriage when o n e i s blind:folu e d in .owing to the complicated manner in whic'h the c itv i s l a id out but this same thing Old Kin g Brady haF; clo n e in X e w York man y tim es. But, thou g h \Viii, \rho kn e w hi s Bo s ton as well as a boy born ancl brou ght u p t h e re c ould know it, tried this, h e u t t erlY f a il ci!. All h e was abl e to t e ll was that they went towards Boston and e n t er e d the c ity prop e r, for after leaving Brooklin e th e 'hac k k ept on pa v ed s tre e ts all the way .At last cam e the encl and the hack, stopping, one of the ma s ks got out-whether he was masked no w or n ot, W ill of course, could not tell.

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THE BRADYS AND THE BROKEN CLOCK. 11 He was gone for a minute and then, returning, said in a whisper: "I can't see a soul. I don't think you will get a better chance." -"Right!" the voice of the leader replied. "We will get on the move." Will was helped out of the hack then and hurried up steps. A door evidently stood ope n for without delay he passed into a hall. Tlien the door was closed, locked and a chain put up. There was a brief wait. Will concluded that hi s captors were resuming their masks. A moment more and the handk e r chie f was removed from his eyes. He found himself standing in a hall, neatly furnished. 'l'here wer e four masks with him now. "So you got him all right?" said one. "As you see," r eplied the l eader "You got here with Jim Farmer's wife 0. K. ?" "1; es." "She's upstairs, according to orders?" "Yes." "Very well. Run him up. May as well turn him loose first." "Hain't you going to tel( him what's wanted of him first?" d emanded another. "No, let her tell him," was the reply. '' Aw, say, come You tell him! It is better for us that he has his mind prepared." 1 'Well, perhaps so. I don't ca_re, anyhow, which way you fix it. Look here, Burton, you have been malting yourself busy in this business. You know that there were a lot of diamonds and other gems stolen from Jenner, J awel & Jones 's place the other night?" "Of course. Everybody knows that," replied Will. "Just so, but eve;rybody don't know that Jim Farmer did the stealing, n,nd we do." "Very likely." "Which means that you consider us the burglars who did the otl1er job?" "I say very likely to that, too." "Exactly. Well, as to whether you are right or wrong on that score, it's none of your blame business and I don't care what you think. Jim Farmer stole them diamonds and we want them. Of course his wife killed Jim. Everybody knows that she hated him and that they were all the time quarrelling. Of course she got the diamonds aud has got 'em now. It's your job to persuade her to give 'them up to us. If she does it, you two will instantly be turned loose. H she refu ses, you both go to feed the fishes, and don't you forget it. You love her and she loves you. I you want to save her life, why do your level bP.st. If she wants to save yours, she'll have to give in, and that's all about it. 'Twill have to be a short session, too, for Old King Brady has got busy on this case and we don t propose to stand around and let the old snoozer get in his fme work, and don't you forget it." It was just as Will had supposed. He had felt some idea at first that he might have been captured with the intention of holding him for ransom, as other rich young men have been, but he saw that he could dismiss that thought now. He was impelled to make one effort while there seemed to be a chance. "Now look here," he said. "If you only knew it, you are barking up the wrong tree." "Wbat do you mean?" demanded the mask, fiercely. "I mean just this : Mrs. Farmer had nothing to do with the murder of her husband; nor the stealing of the dia monds. As it happens, she was in New York, or rather on her way from New York to Boston, when both took place." "Oh, I know that's what she gives out!" sneered the mask. "All the same, it's a lie!" "All the same, it's the truth." "How do you know?" "How do I know? Why I was on the Fall River boat with her." "You were, hey? I only wish Jim Farmer was alive to hear you blow out that lie!" i'Ifs no lie! It's the solemn truth!" !" shouted the l eade r, snapping his fingers in "Till's face. "You can't cram any s uch g uff down my throat. Untie him, boys! Chase him up stai rs and turn him loose! He knows what's expected of him now!" Then one mask went ahead, telling Will to follow. An other followed him and they went up two flights of s tairs. At the top of the second flight there was a locked door, which the mask opened. Standing aside, he ordered Will to pass him. It was evidently dark on that floor. As he went by the mask gave Will a s udd e n push, which almost upset him. Then the door was slammed and l ocked, and the masks were heard retreating downstairs. ............ .. .......... .; ... _';): .. CHAPTER VI. YOUNG KING BRADY SCORES A POINT. A'lice stood there on the East Cambridge bridge watch ing and waiting as much as twenty minutes. She was g lad of the lapse of time, for she knew that this was favorable for Harry's work. At last she saw a rowboat put out from the end of the coal wharf. There was but one man in it. Which one he was Alice could not make out, nor could she be s ure that he was either one of those they had been following until the boat drew nearer the bridge. She got a good view of him then as was possible on a night which was anything but a bright one. He was the man who had come out of the Salem street pawnbroker's with Harry's man. He pulled the boat under the bridge, heading up the Charles Meanwhile Alice was watching the coal wharf with the other eye. Harry's man was now returning.

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12 THE BHADYS THE CLOCK. Uncertain what to do, .Alice stood leaning against the rail, looking off on the river. She did not want to turn back lest the man should g,o on into East Cambridge. Nor could she go in that direction lest he should go back across the bridge. And the latter was what he did. A.lice never looked around, but remained with her eyes fixed upon the water, half expecting that she would be spoken to, but she was not. The, man passed directly on. Then Alice got on the trail again. At the other end of the bridge a cab was standing She concluded that it must be Harry's, but when the man reached it, he open ed the door and jumped in. Immediately the cabby turned and drove back into Boston. "I've lost him!" thought Alice in vexation. But at the same instant s he perceived another cab com ing rapidly toward her. This proved to be Harry's. The driver recognized Alice as Young King Brady's companion, and stopped. "Where's M:r. Brady?" he called down from the box. "He is shadowing the other man on the water," replied .Alice. "You saw one of them get into that other cab?" "Yes. 'l'hat's why I came ahead. rrhat cab was behind me all the way out here." "Overtake it! Follow it!" ordered Alice. She got into the cab and was driven away. If the cabby suspected that she was other than what she seemed, he showed it by no sign While this1was going on ashore Harry was busy on the river. He rous e d up the old man, Duffy, and got his boat all right, for he knew the old fellow well, having several times had occasion to hire boats of him in connection with his detective work. Duffy went with him until they got to where they coul d watch the end of the coal wharf. Here they waited, for they could see neither boat nor men. "What sho uld I have done without Alice?" thought Young King Brady. "They are just as liabl e to have go ne back as they are to come out on the river. Was there ever such a puzzling place to do the shadowing act in as Boston? A fellow never knows what his man is going to do." But he lmew that his men had divided forces after a few minutes, for the boat come out from behind the coal wharf, pulled by the pawnbroker's man. "There he is, Duffy!" exclaimed Harry "Now I'll land you and get on the move." But the old boatman put up a kick. "Say, Mr. Brady!" he exclaimed, "take me with you, so! rented you boats more dan once for dis sor t of business, but I never see n how you done it. Mebbe I can be a help by minding de boat, and mebbe you'll want to get ashore an' go on wit your shadowing, an' I can bring back de boat, so.'' "Oh, well, all right. Stand by if that's the way you feel," replied Harry. "Let me do de pulling. You can sit in de stern like de gentleman dat you are, an' smoke yer cig ,ar." Harry laughed, and changed places with the old fel low. It was certainly a relief to have him along. He looked at the bridge and saw Alice striking back towards Boston, but she could not see him, owing to intervening coal boats. ''Dere he goes, under de bridge," said Duffy, looking over his shoulder. "He must see 1:1s, so." Of course he sees us," said Harry, "and don't you look back again. I'll tell you how to steer. Don't pull quite so hard. We don't want to come any closer to him than we are now. Probably we shall have to fall back before we are through.'' They did. The man pulled out into the big basin beyond Long Bridge, as the main bridge between Boston and Cam bridge is called. This place is one of the peculiar features of Boston, and in order that what follows may be understood it must be particularly described. On the right, as Young King Brady and o ld man Duffy come out from the briclge, lay the Cambridge bank of the river, which is lined with factories, foundrieo-, lumber yards, coal yards, and so on. But on their left, at a considerable distance away, was a high stone wall, built against the hill over which Charles street runs The house s on the east side of the street, which marks the abrupt ending of Boston proper, stand on top of this wall, and in many instances their rear walls are merely a brick continuation of the same. When this long row of houses is lit up at night the rear windows form a very brilliant spectacle as one comes into Boston over Long Bridge. But now it was after midnight, and there were but few lights visible. The man in the boat turned in the direction of this wall. "To the left," said Harry. "Head towards Char les s treet, Duil'y.'' Once before the had a case in which they were brought in contact with this same wall at a place where there was a secret passage leading into one of the houses. Harry wondered if by any possibility crooks had got hold of that same house again, but he soo n saw that it could not be so, for the man struck off further upstream. Harry kept his boat well in towards the bridge and watched the movements of the other through a powerful night glas s, for above all things it was necessary not to aro use sw;picion. "Now you may look back as mltch as you like, Duffy," he said at last. "I doubt if he can do much more than make us out as the case stands.'' "Sure h e's l eading for the Charles street river wall," Duffy. ''What can be his idea?" "Give it up," replied Harry. "It's up to us to :find out. That's my job, ole! man.'' "And if you can't do it to the queen's taste, den nobody can."

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THE BRADYS .AND THE BROKEN CLOCK. 13 "Oh, I don't 1.'1low. I may fail. Pull away. Get in a little more to the right now." "Has all this anything to do with the jewelry robbery, or am I up against another matter altogether?" Harry asked himself. .As they drew near the wall Harry's attention was sud denly attracted by a brilliant flash of green light which j seemed to proceed from the first floor window of one of the houses pretty well up Charles street. It was impossible to tell. Young King Brady determined to get possession of that bag. It was exactly half-past twelve. "They are signalling to him from one of the houses," he said. "Still more to the right, old man!" Jt soon became evident that the man pulling the other boat was making direct for the house from which the green light had been thrown off upon the Charles. Twice again the light was displayed. The man appeared to have taken his bearings perfectly now, for he pulled directly in towards the wall at that point. There was nothing to indicate that he had any sus picion that he was being followed by the other boat. Question was now how tp get in closer. Harry worked it as best he could. -X He drove directly ahead to the wall, and then worked up under its shadow. Meanwhil e there appeared to be nothing doing with the other boat. The man worked his oars just enough to keep close under the house where the light had been displayed Now was the time Harry was glad of old man Duffy's assistance, for it left him free to us e his night glass, and so to observe what was going on. An interesting discovery speedily followed. The basement window of the green light bouse had l:Jeen opened, and two men were in the act of lowering some bulky object down into the boat Old Duffy was immensely interested. "What do you say, Mr. Brady!" be exclaimed "Do we go for him and arrest him when he gets dat bag aboard?" "Do you think it is a bag?" asked Harry. "Looks to me so." "Looks to me more like a bed quilt made into a bag." "You can't tell in dis light." "But I have my g l ass, Duffy. It is either a bed quilt or a blanket, you may depend.'? "Well, never mind. Do we go for him? Dat's what I want to know." "Not on the water. We will shadow him back." "Well, all right. I'd like to stand in on a good stiff fight just the same." "With a boat upset and one of us drowned. I am not for that, old man.'' "What's de case about?" "Burglars. But don't talk please. I'm trying to think." What Harry was trying to do was to so size up the house that he should be able to locate it next day from the .front. '" But this was by no means easy, for the backs of ihese houses all looked pretty much alike. Meanwhile the bag or whatever it had been de posited in the boat. It seemed to him that his best plan was to make on at tack on the man when he was in the act of landing his prize, otherwise there was danger of losing the bag alto gether by an upset. The window was now closed, and the man pulled away. Whatever he had taken aboard seemed to be heavy, for he moved but slowly, and Harry could easily have over taken him. .As it was, h e worked up pretty close to the boat, no. longer caring whether he was suspected or not. It soon became evident that he was suspected. The mart seemed to be trying his best to distance him. When he perceived that this was of no use, he grew more arid more nervous, as could easily be told from the manner of his rowing. When he passed und er L:>ng Bridge, he was pull ing for all he was worth. "He's onto us, and half scared to death, Brady," cried Duff y "We could easy get him, so?" "Want to get shot?" "Sure I don't." "Then stick to your oars and leave it to me." Harry expected the windup to be at the coa l dock. His principal fea r was that the man would drop his load overboard. But it was all to come about differently from what he anticipated, and the end indicated that the man was even more of a coward than Harry had supposed Wh en the boat ahead shot under the East Cambridge bridge Harry lost sight of it for the moment, and when old Duffy got out from under the bridge there it was. floating down the river on the retreating tide-empty. Both man and bag had disappeared. "Bad luck!" cried Duffy. "Has he jumped inta de water wit de ting, den?" "Not on your life!" said Harry. "He has gone aboard that scow!" The scow was loaded with stone, and was tied up along side the bridge. Harry instantly ordered Duffy to make for it, although he could see nothing of the man. But as they drew close to the scow they saw him. Evidently the fellow had taken further alarm. He sud denly appeared on top of the big blocks of stone. Making a leap upward, he caught the projecting planks of the bridge, and began pulling himself up. "Dere he is!" cried Duffy. "Shoot him! Pop him in de back!" "Nonsense! Hold your noise," replied Harry. "I know where I can lay my hands on the fellow.. What I .want is the bag." Meanwhile the man had crawled through the open ing of the bridge railing and vanished. The man unhitched the rope and waved his hand to the one man who remained at the window, his companion having disappeared. Harry sp rang aboard the scow and there, betwe en the piles of s tones, he found what he wanted.

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14 THE BIUDYS AND 'fHE BROKEN CLOCK. It was neither a quilt nor a blanket, but a big piece of burlap, tied with stout cord. Harry weighed it, and fotmd it pretty heavy. lVIeanwhile Duffy had made fast and came aboard. "What's in it, Mr. Brady?" l'le cried. "Let's see." "Not here," replied Harry. "We'll take it to your place for examination." And this i;; what they did, taking the drifting boat in tow on the way, which Duffy declared he was able to iden tify as the property of the watchman at the coal dock. And when at last they did open the bag at Duffy's, Harry found that he had scored a point on the case. For the bag contained a quantity of just such silverware as had been stolen from Jenner, Jewel & Jones. CHAPTER VII. TIIE SECRET OF THE HOLE IN THE CELLAR. "Not now. The mere fact of you having failed 1s enough. Have you tackled the pawnbroker?" "No. Thought you would prefer to have me wait." "I do so prefer. How big a proportion of the stolen stuff were you able to turn over to Jenner, Jewel & Jones?" "About half of the silverware." "No watches?" "No." "Had the goods been mutilated at all?" "No." arl'his pawnbroker probably has correspondents in Can ada or South America. The burglars must have got a trifle more than silver value, or expected to do so." "It looks that way to me." "Now then, Alice. You started to shadow that man of Harry's. How did you make out?" "I was entirely successful." "Good! Just like you. Where did you locate him?" ."At the St. .A.ubyn bachelor apartment .house, on Pembroke street, last night. This morning I tackled the mat Old King Brady did not reach Boston until six o'clock ter again, and succeeded in g e tting in with the chamber-the following evening. maid there, an old woman. From her I was able to learn The old detective went at once to Young's hotel, where that the man is certainly one Thomas Blodgen, a wellhis partners had a suite of rooms. known figure in Boston; a high roller and all around Here he found Harry and Alice waiting for him by apsport, who professes to be a m!ln of independent means. pointment, he having telegraphed them to be on hand at He has a desk in a State street broker's office, where he is that time if possible." supposed to operate in stocks." "And now I am back and ready to take hold of this "That's fine. There can be no doubt that he has acted case," said the old detective after the first greeting had as go-between with the burglars and the pawnbroker. been exchanged. "What headway has been made?" I Sto ( e n aoods are the of stocks he deals in and the haYe made some headway, and had some setback s fact that Harry saw Farmer the paw'nbroker's replied Harry. with him forms a direct link in the case. This young man "Setbacks first," said the old detective. "I always want must be attended to at once. That is my job." to know the worst.." So Old King Brady said then and he meant it but it "Then lvfrs Farmer has disappeared and young Burton was down on the card that he was to be occup1ed m a very With her. different way. "I knew that. It was m the afternoon papers." Further discussion followed and the detectives then "I d k 't" suppose you 1 had supper served in their suite. "What are the partrculars ?" ,, "I k re than yow do. You thought we betWhat we want are those diamonds," remarked Old ter off: the murder case, so as you were exBrady after they had got rid of their waiter; addpected over to-night, I did not butt in." mg: uc t f b d on e ned Still "And the disappearance of Burton and ; Urs. Farmer orrec as ar as o eymg or ers are c c r 1 fi l th' t' 1 t I ld you had inves on Y goes to con rm my t 1eory that the woman s husband m Is par Icu ar ms ance wou as soon -th th' f I b 1 J F b'lk d h b t' t a th tt was e 1e e 1eve ames 1 e t e urgebmtai edr. 'd d tl th lars, and that thev have carried off his wife, believing that orrv, U CCI e 1e 0 er way. j k h .h h'd h d' d "n 1 '1 t d th tance Now for s 1e 'nows w ere e 1 t e 1amon s. 11c 1 was correc un er e c1rcums s. the headway." "The papers intimate that the woman has "I have captured a lot of silverware stolen from Jeneloped w1th her former lover, and has carned.off the dwner, Jewel & Jones." monds with her( said Alice. "Good! Has it been identified?" ui know," replied Old King Brady. "But it is the "Yes; and it is now in their possession." merest nonsense. When we find out just what happened "That's good business." at ten minutes to ten that night then we shall have found "Alice has also scored a point, but I think I may as well a starting clew which ought to lead us to success." tell my story first." r "Do you propose to go to the house to-night?" asked "Do it." Alice. Harry related his adventure on the Charles. "You have guessed m}' intentions," replied the old de"Have you made any effort to identify that house from tective. "That is just what I propose to do. But don't the Charles street side?" asked Old King Brady. hope for too much. We may find the police there, and be "Yes. to do it. Want details?" headed off in some way. I want to search that house

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'l'HE DHADYS AXD 'rHE BROKE::'-J CLOCK again. I am not at all satisfied with my work in that di rection, I assure you." And at about nine o'clock the Bradys turned up at the Farmer villa in Brookline. The house was entirely dark as the detectives saw it coming up the driveway. "It looks as if that Mrs. Patrick had taken herself off," remarked Harry. "According to the papers, she wa<> altogether taken by surprise when she woke up in the morning and discovered that Burton and Mrs. Farmer were missing," said the old detective. "You can't tell, though. It is mystery added to mystery in this case. I must confess that the deeper we dip intD it the more mysterious it seems." They began by ringing the bell, and when that brought no one to the doo1 they went around to the back and pounded till they were tired. "The place has been abandoned clearly," observed Old King Brady. "Question is, why?" "It is strange that the police would not have left some one on the watch," mused Harry. "I don't understand it, _A, I must confess." "We must get in, at all events," replied the old detec tive. "I'll try this back door with my skeleton keys." He readily opened it, and they passed inside. Old King Brady locked the door behind him, observi ng that someone had carried away the regular key, which had been on the inside of the lock when he was there before. They then went into the kitchen, where, finding alan tern, Harry lighted it, and they started out to investi gate. The first thing discovered was in the library, which opened off from the parlor. Here upon a lounge Jay a man dead to the world, and the strong odor of Bo ton rum which filled the room made the reason plain. Old King Brady turned back the lapel of the fellow's coat and found a detective's shield, as he had expected. He was a plain clothes man who had been left on guard. "Nice piece of business," growled Old King Brady<' "But at all events it guarantees us against police interfer ence for awhile at least." They pushed on through the different rooms, finding everything in confusion. "It is perfectly evident that this house has been ran sacked by somebody," remarked the old qetective, "and that knocks out the elopement theory. Your friends, the burglars, have certainly been at work here, Harry." "It certainly looks like it, Governor. I wish now I had come here before and interviewed J\Irs. Patrick." "You were right in obeying orders, and would have been wrong had you done otherwise," was the reply. "...They passed into the hall and stood facing the clock. "If you could only talk, my friend, you could tell us a. lot," remarked Old King Brady. He Opned the door and looked in. "What a large weight?" observed Alice. "It is indeed," replied Old I(ing Brady. "Moreover, it is a f'ass weight." "What about that?" demanded Harry. "Why only this, while the genuine grandfather's clocks all had brass weights, the modern imitation generally have hollow glass ones filled with quicksilver. But, to be sure, all do not. This weight looks to be new like the rest of the clock." He closed the door, and they now w ent sys temat ically t() work to search for the diamonds. It was, in a measu re, going m ter old ground, yet the old detective was able to do the job more to his mind than he could do when the police were around. A systemat i c search of so large a house takes time, and it was midnight when the detectives at last forn1d them &elves in the cellar. "This, of course, would be the one place that a man with a shallow mind would be most likely to attempt to hide his plunder," remarked Old King Brady, flashing the light around. "By burying it," said Harry. "Yes, or by putting it behind the foundation wall." "There is no evidence that the wall has been disturbed anywhere. l particularly looked into that." "So did I, and also as to the burying business. There is no evidence of a hole having been dug either." "But he added. "I did not look under this bar rel, which was certainly an oversight." The barrel was actually an iron-bound cask which stood against the wall. It proved to be filled with some sort of liquid. The cover lay loosely upon it. Old King Brady flashed the lantern down upon it. "Why, this is nothing but water in an empty vinegar cask!" he exclaimed. "W11at is the object? How did the water get into the barrel? Thee seems no way unless it was pmposely poured in." "To keep the barrel from being easily moved, and to hide the hol e beneath it in which the diamonds are con Cealed!" cried Harry. "Nice theory," said Alice. "Perhaps the diamonds are in the barrelunder the water." "Perhaps and perhaps," exclaimed Old King Brady. "We will soon settle Alice's theory." He tilted the barrel and began pouring the water out. But no diamonds! 'rhere was nothing in the barrel but water. Having emptied it, Old King Brady removed the barrel. "The hole theory knocktjd out, too," said Alice. "Hold on!" cried Harry. "I don't know about that. Seems to me that this ground has been recently turned np. Hold your lantern lower, Governor." It was so. It was perfectly plain that the cellar floor, which was not cemented, had been recently turned up at this point. "We have struck it at lar;t!" cried Harry, jubilantly. mrhe diamonds are buried here, sure'st thing "Not so fast," said Old King Brady. "I admit that it looks tJ1at way. Still it yet remains to be proyed. We want a shovel or something." "There is a coal shovel in the kitchen," said Alice. "I saw it there." "I'll go and get it," said Harry.

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16 /'. THE BRADYS AND THE BROK E N CL O CK. "It will be slow work digging with a shovel," re plied the old detective "Better go to" the barn and see if you can find a full-sized shovel." "Bw the way, the Farmers seem to have a barn. Did they keep horses then?" asked Alice. "Mrs. Farmer assured me to the contrary," replied Old King Brady. "Go, Harry, and hurry ba ck, for the :Light is advancing, and we want to wind up operations here." Harry soon returned with a spade. "Look here, Governor," he exclaimed, "this spade has been recently used, and it look s very much to me as if it was used to fiig that hole." "Doubtless it was," replied Old King Brady. "Still that don't prove anything; yet I will admit that I expect to find the diamonds." Of course there was anxious expectancy as Harry applied himself to the digging. He did not have to go far. At the depth of two feet his spade struck something hard. "Here they are!" Young King Brady cried. "We have got the diamond s now!" And indeed it looked so. Harry got down on his hands and knees and beg.an pull ing away the dirt with his fingers. he straightened up and held a cylindrical ob-ject up to view. "A clock weight!" cried Old Kling Brady. "Yes, and here is the other!" said Harry. He thrust hi s hands into the hole and pulled out an other weight. 'l'hey w ere both glass weights, and were filled with qui cks ilver, just as Old King Brady had said CHAPTER VIII. THE :M:AN ON THE ROOF. When Will Burton found himself alone in that dark upper hall the first thing he did was to call Laura's name aloud. He believed what he had heard, and never doubted that she was there somewhere on that top floor. But there was no answer. A profound stillness pervaded the place. Will fumbled for a match, foun(l one, struck it and started to light the gas. It refused to light. Evidently the gas had been turned off from the top floor. ; "What's thi s then?" grow led Will. "Do they mean to lea\e us in the dark?" Such was evidently th e intention. Will trl.ed it again with another match, meeting with no bette r resnlt. He had plenty of matches, but it would not do to waste th('m. Striking another, he opened the first door at hand. It led into the front chamber, which was comfortably furnished as a bedroom. But no Lau r a there! No Laura in the back room, nor in the twO' hall bed rooms. In short, no Laura anywhere. "They simply lied to me," thought Will. "What can it mean? Why should they do it? What can have been their object?" It was puzzling enough. But the kidnapers had not li ed to him, as he was to learn. They had actually believed that they were introducing the young man into Mrs. Farmer's presence when they turned him loose there on that top floor. It was not so, and here came the mystery. What had become of Laura? Deeply puzzled, Will Burton lighted still another match and started to further explore. This time he struck luck in a small way. For upon a shelf in a closet in the back room he found the stump of a candle in a candlestick, which he lighted This would help him out for a time at least. Naturally the young man's thoughts ran to es. cape. He examined the door, and discovered that it was probably "secured by three strong bolts op the outside. The case being hopeless here, Will turned hi s atten tion to the windows. In all of the rooms the sashes had been secpr ely nai1ed and there were closed blinds outside. 'l'hat the place had been fixed up for some body's prison Will could not doubt. There was a fifth door in the hall, and a casual glap.ce behind which had revealed only a closet. Will now opened it again, arid to his great satisfaction, discovered a ladder leading up to a scuttle "Why, I can get out on the roof!" he muttered. "Even if the scuttle is nailed down, I ought to be easily able to force it open. They must be a bright lot to leave an avenue of escape like this." It had not been, thus left. Somebody had been working against the kidnapers All of which Will Burton was soon to learn. He hastily climbed the ladder, and to his great joy, found that the scuttle was not even locked. "Perha. ps Laura was actually here, and escaped this way!" thought Will. "It is more than likely I shall find her on the roof." He ascended and restored the scuttle to its place. And now as he looked around, Will was at once able to locate his prison He was on the east side of Charles street. Below lay the Charles river. He was on the roof of one o the very houses described in O\U account of Harry's adventure. "There is only one thing to do, and is to get down through the first scuttle I find unfastened," thought Will. "Even at the risk of being mistaken for a burglar, I must try it." He was now more certain than ever that Laura h a d traveled the same road before him He hardly knew which way to turn, but as the ad joining roof up Charles street was somewhat

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'l'HE BRADYS AND THE BROKEN CLOCK. the one upon which he stood, and the next roof the other way was on a level, he started down. He had scarcely stepped over the party wall when he saw walking about on a roof three or four houses further -J:_down, a man, smoking a cigar. The night was excessively warm, and as the man was bareheaded, and was smoking a cigar, Will at once jumped at the conclusion that he had come up there for an airing: "He'll help!" he thought. "Perhaps he knows all about Laura." He started towards Ute man with all confidence for, as we have said, Will Burton knew his Boston, and he was aware that the houses on this section of Charles street, while in some instances let out in lodgings, were as a rule occupied by re spectable people, clerks and single gen tlemen; or for boarding houses some of them, while others "'ere still owned and lived in by the old families _who had once made this one of the most sections of Boston. 'rhe young man, turning, saw Will coming. He stopped in his walk and waited. He was a dark, peculiar looking fellow He wore his hair long, and had on an old smoking jacket. "What are you doing h ere on the roofs?" he demanded in a harsh voice as \\ill came on top of the adjoining howe. "I beg your pardon, s ir, but I am no burglar," said Will. "Here is my card. Permit me to explain this situation, which must seem strange enough to you if you live in this hou se, which I presume you do." "I do, Mr. William Burton." The young man held the lighted end of his cigar close to the card and was thus able to r ead the name. "Are you the rich William Burton?" he abruptly asked. It always vexed Will immensely to be asked this ques tion. But this was no time to get up a quarrel, and he would not lie. "I suppose I am the party you refer to/' he said. "Permit me to explain." "All right. Explain then. Who is hindering you?" "I have had a singular adventure. Some ma s ked men kidnaped me to-night and locked me in a house just below here. I managed to escape on to Lhe roof, and now I am looking for a way to get down to the street. "Ho! Another escaped prisoner!" cried the young mim, excitedly. "Certainly this is a good night for escaped prisoners. Yes, yes!" "He is surely a little off," thought Will, "but he has seen Laura, just the same." He felt that it was best to proceed quietly with the young man, and he controlled his agitation and added : "There was a young ladY. held a prisoner in those room s before me. She appears to have escaped by the same road r ba'.;,e chosen so successfully. From your remarks, s ir, it would seem that possibly you may have seen her." "Yes, yes!" was the reply. "I rescued the fair damsel. She is stoppin g with me now." "Indeed! She is a particular friend of mine. If you will take me to her--" "Sure thi:llg. Just wait till I have finished this butt. "rwon't take a minute. I am very glad to met you, Mr. Burton. I heard a lot about you from a friend of mine." "Indeed! Whv?" "I prefer not" to answer that que stion, for a reason." "Pardon me. I had no reason to believe that it was a secret." "I believe it. It is all the same. However, I sha ll in troduce you to him in a few minutes. Of course you will instantly r ecognize each other, so why should I waste words in telling, to say nothing of violating a promise I made this party to keep his identity secret, or perhaps I sho uld say hi s a c quaintance with me a secret. I'm a queer kind, Mr. Burton, but in spite of certain little fail ings and oddities, which I certainly do possess, I always like to keep my word." "Just so," replied Will, more and more assured that ihc young man was "a little off." "Would you mind tell ing me your name? Seeing that I have given you my card--" "Oh, I know. It seems as if turn-about ought to be fair play-don't it? All the same, I shall not tell you my name, so don t ask me again-at least not 'yet By the way, you've got money to burn. How would you like to put a couple of hundred thousand into a new invention of mine? Big thing! Biggest kind of a big thing!" "He is stark mad," thought Will. "If Laura really is in his clutches, it is up to me to get her away at once." "\Yhy, I think there is no doubt that I put in money if the invention appeals to me," he replied, for now it wa s anything to get on the good side of this singular man. "Good!" cried the young man, and he threw his cigar away. "Now look here, Burton," he said. "I am going to take you to your lady friend. There I shall leave you for a short time while I attend to a little business. J:;ater I will come and explain my invention-see?" "That will be all right," replied Will, "but it would suit me better if you put the invention part off till to morrow. Mrs. Farmer-that's the lady-is a bit nervous. r think the best way will be to let me take her directly home. Then in the morning I ,can call on you and bring the money. If the proposition suits me, I will just leave the cash with you, and that will settle the whole business -see?" "Oh, all right," was the careless reply, and Will flatteredhimself that he had carried his point. Never was man more mistaken. Poor Will was simply passing out of the frying pan into the fire, as he was SOOJl to learn. The young man now led the way to the scuttle, a:nd descended, bidding Will follow him. They went down into an upper hall, which was lighted by a sing le gas burner. "Just wait a minute till I fasten ,the scuttle," said the unknown. He ascended the ladder. Scarce was his back turned when a harsh laugh was heard' from one of the rooms. "Ha, ha, ha! Ha, ha, ha! Another-Ha, ha, ha!" Some words followed "another" which Will did not catch.

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18 'l'HE BRADYS A)l"D THE BROKEN CLOCK. "What is it now?" he thought. "Am I up against a nest of lunatics? Only for Laura I'd get down those mighty quick." 'l'he young man returned. "Now then, Mr. Burton," he sa id, and he threw open the door of a dimly lighted room. "Gentleman to see Mrs. Farmer!" he shouted. And Will saw Laura then, or rather he saw her face! On the side of the room opposite the door were two little booths built against the wall. The partition reached to the ceiling. In each a door was set and both doors were closed. In each door was a round hole about as big as a bullseye window in an ocean steamer stateroom, and constructed with an iron frame in precisely the same way. One of these windows was closed, but the oth e r stood open, and in opening Will saw Laura's face. to death. Then he ran me into this cage, or whatever you call it, and here I haYe been ever since. There is some Lody in the other one, Will." "In this ot h er booth here?" "Yes." r--"Who can it be?" "I'm sure I don't know." "Man or woman?" "Ha, ha, hal Ha, ha, ha !" screamed the parrot. other victim! Ha, ha, ha!" CHAPTER IX. WIIEX BAD LUCK IIIT THE BRADYS. "An-"What does this mean?" he cried, starting forward. The discoYery of the clock weights buried under the "Have you made a prisoner of Mrs. Farmer, then?" wat e r-fill ed vinegar barre l in James Farmer's cellar was Slam went the door behind him, .and a key was turned. a complete surprise to the Bradys. "Oh, Will! That madman has got you too!" screamed It also put a different complexion on the whole affair. Laura. The truth dawned upon all three detectives at the same "Ha, ha, hal Ha, ha, hal Another victim! Ha, ha, instant: hal" "He hid the diamonds in the clock weights!" Alice and The laugh was right there in the room. Harry exclaimed in one breath. Looking up, Will saw a big green and red parrot on a "Exactly so," replied Old King Brally, "and this shows swinging perch up close to the ceiling. the folly of jumping at conclusions in a detective case." "Another victim!" the bird repeated. "Another vic"It is as plain as day," cried Harry. "He bought a pair tim! Ho, ho, hoi" of new weights or had them made with screw tops. That "Laura, for goodness sake what. does this m ean?" cried man had no idea of dying or even giving up his job at Will. 1 Jenner, Jewel & Jones' He put the diamonds in the clock "I'm sure I don't know. The man is crazy, of cou rse!" weights, broke the catgut and buried these weights." replied Laura. "You poor boy! You have fallen into his "Yes, :md sent his wife to New York on a fool's errand, clutches trying to rescue me, I s uppose. It is too bad! and discharged his servants so as to give him the chance Too bad!" to do all this secret ly," added Alice. "Ha, ha, hal Ha, ha, hal" screa.med the parrot. "An-"You are both en tirely right," added Old King Brady; other victim! Ha, ha, hal" "but go a step further. We have learned the secret of ten Will made a rush for Laura's door. minutes to ten, for at that time James Farmer stopped his 'rhere was nothing doing. clock and gave it the appearance of having broken down 'rhe door proved to be of iron painted. accidentally; But the burglars, with whom he was in all,It had no lock, but appeared to be controlled by a probability s tanding in, had not at that committed spring. the robbery. Thus they had no motive for murdering the Will could not budge it, try a s he would. man." "Laura, this is tremendous!" he exclaimed. "Those "And his murderer must, therefore, be looked for elsemasked men who carried me off told me they had locked where," said Harry. "It is a very complicated case." you in the upper floor of a house in this row, but when "It certainly is, but as I said before, we are not sohing they lock ed me in there, and I started to look for you, I a murder replied Old King Brady. "What we found the place de serted Did you escape by the scuttle want are those l!iamonds. If they are in James Farmer's ladder, and run into that lunatic on the roof?" patent clock weights our case i s c losed so far as Jenner, "That is just what I did, Will. So they got you, too.'' Jewel & Jones is concerllecl, but, of course, we must follow "Yes. Were you brought away from the house in a up the matter of young Burton's disappearance, Harry, for hack?" having advised him a s I did, I feel that I am in a: measure "Yes." "How long have you been here?" "Not over half an hour." "Then they must have had two hacks, and two sets of men must have been mixed up in this business." "It would seem so." "Did this fellow tell you that he would take you down to the street?" "That's what he did, and when we got down on this floor he caught me by the throat and nearl)'l choked me responsible for his trouble. By hook or c rook we must locate that hou se of yours on Charles street and get inside of it. Then we sh all be able to learn somet hing definite, I hope." r-. He was to see the inside of that selfsame house sooner than he thought for. Triumphant over their important discovery, and the equally important clew which it seemed to offer to the hiding place of the diamonds, the Bradys now hurried back to the hall upstairs

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THE BRADYS AND 'l,HE BROKEN CLOCK. lt On the way up from the cellar .Alice met with an acci dent. Her skirt caught on a nail and \vas not only badly (torn, but its fastenings gave way at the waist "You will have to excuse me while I run upstairs and fasten my skirt," she said when they reached the hall. "But go right ahead with your work." "No, no! We will wait till you come down," said Harry. "Jt is only fair that you should be on hand when our disc-overy is made." This seemed mere foolishness to Old King Brady, but knowing how Harry felt toward Alice, he said nothing, for the delay appeared to be a matter of no consequence. So Alice went upstairs, and Harry opened the clock door. \ "Yes," he said, "I should imagine that the tops of those weights certainly unscrewed." "A very ingenious scheme," remarked Old King,'Brady. "But then it is one which would naturally suggest itself Jo a man like Farmer, for you noticed, I presume, that ey de .a] in these big clocks at Jenner, Jewel & Jones'." "Coming!" called Alice from the head of the stairs "Go ahead with your fine work, Harry!" Harry knelt before the clock, and thrusting his hand down into the bottom of the case, brought up the missing weight. At the same instant there was a sharp cry from Alice on the stairs. 'l1he Bradys looked around and saw, to their horror, four masked men wearing caps and holding revolvers, in the act of coming through the parlor door "Ten minutes to ten!" cried the leader, pointing to the elock and covering Old King Brady with his revolver. It was an untimely interference, for Harry was just get ting in his fine work. Alice looked around the angle of the stairs. Harry dropped the weight back into the clock case and sprang to his feet. "Down! You!" shouted the leader, and he fired. ,. The ball went through Harry's hat. He fell, with the blood streaming from under his hat, striking his head against the clock case. Infuriated at this, Old King Brady sprang upon the leader, regardless of his own safety. But he made a miss of it. Instead of shooting the old detective, the ma s k dealt him a fearful blow directly between the eyes. And this settled Old King Brady's case. As he sank unconscious to the floor he just caught the shout of the man who struck him. "Look to that girl! She'll shoot!" .And Alice did shoot, but the bullet -went wild, and two men rushed upon her. It was one of those quick cases where all is over before 1-one has time to realize what is happening. Yet neither Old Kiing Brady nor Harry were seriously harmed. True, the bullet had ploughed a furrow along Harry's scalp, but it did not lodge; it was the blow on the head which knocked the young detective out. Stunned he was, and stunned he remained for some little time, but, as we said before, he was not seriously ... harmed, and when consciousness diQ. return, he saw enough to make him forget his own trouble. Two of the masked men lay sprawling on the hall floor. Bending over him was the drunken 'plain clothes man, anything but sober now. Old King Brady, Alice, and the remaining two masks were not in evidence. "Gee! So yer alive! Dat's a good job!" said the Boston detective, thickly. "I tought you was done for sure." Harry staggered to his feet without answering. He was too badly dazed to speak. There upon the floor lay both clock weights. The tops had been Ulscrewed. \ 'rhe weights were empty There was but one conclusion to draw. The weights actually had. contained the stolen gems, and the masks had carried them off. But the first part of this proposition Harry had been assured of as soon as he took the weight from the bottom of the clock case, for then it was altogether too light to be filled with shot, as clock weights usually are. "Where is Old ID.ng Brady?" he gasped when the de tective pressed him to know how he felt. "I dunno. 'Vas he a s leep? I must have dropped asleep," was the reply. ''You were asleep-that's sure "Yon are Young King Brady, sure. I seen you here de other day. Are you badly hurted, den?" "If I was badly hurt I s hould not be standing here no,.-. Who shot these two men?" ''I donno. I didn't hear no shots I didn't wake up till jest now. When I came out here and seen what had happ e ned I recognized you, and I tought you was dead, but before I could do a ting you opened your eyes and here we are. What is it all about?" "I must look into this situation first. What's your name?" "Nick Stenfort." "Your are a plain clothes man?" "Yair. Say, Brady, you won't report me sleepin'? If you do I'll b e broke." "No, no! I 've got nothing to do with your affairs. .Are, those men dead?" "I donno." "I'm not," spoke one of the ma sks faintly. "Save my life if you can, boys, and all I know you get straight." "That's what we will do, replied Harry. Look to him, Stenfort. I'm going up s tairs." He was thinking of Alice, of course. But he did not find her upstairs, nor anywhere in the house, and it was the same with Old King Brady. The back door stood wide open, showing how the masks had come and gone. Harry ret. urned to the hall; he felt fainj and nauseated, hut he stood up against it nobly. "This man's got a bullet in his side somewheres," said Stenfort, "but if he was going to die I tink he would have croaked before dis. De other one is dead." "Wh at's your name?" demanded Hany. Stenfort had removed both masks. 'rhe men looked like French-Canadians. The answer of the liv:i:ng one confirmed that idea.

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20 .BRADYS AND THE BROKEN CLOCK. "M{ name is Ch111s Renaud," he with a strong French accent. "And your pal?" "He is Frank Furnier." "Who shot you?" "Oale Winters." "Cale short for Caleb?" "I suppose so. I don t know." "Did he shoot Furnier?" "No, the other fellow." "What's his name?" "I don't know." "Who is this Cale Winter s ? Of course he s a burglar." "Yes. He' s the captain of our bun c h, but me and Furnier were only helpers. We didn t know all the gang." "Why did they shoot you two?" "Why! You ought to know. The diamonds was hid in them clock weights. They got 'em, and they didn't want to divide with us, I suppose. When Cale Winters fin ished getting the diamonds out of the weights, h e and the other fellow turned on us and shot us. It was dirty bu si ness. Keep me alive and put me on the witness stand, and I'll swear him to the gallows." "Where is Old King Brady? Did they kill him, too?" "No, they didn't. Cale wanted him. He knocked him silly, and they took him away, with the girl. We got her all right and tied her up. If them two hain't h e re, Cale must have took them away." "Where would he take them to?" "I don't know. As I told you befor e I'm only a helper. I don't know where the gang hold out-never dia." "Are you the bunch who robbed Jenner, Jewel & Jones' store the other night?" "Yes. I cut the hole in the wall. I'm a mason by trade." "They expected to get the diamonds then ?" "Yes." t'Why didn t they?" "Because they had alr eady been taken out of the safe, boss. You see, Cale stood in with Farmer, the head clerk-then-him what was killed in this house. We ex pected to meet him there that night, but he didn't come. He gave us the double cross, and made off with the dia monds before ever we got into the store." "Then Cale Winters killed him." "No, he didn't, boss. He couldn't have done it. He swears he didn't do it, and that he don't know who did. But don't ask me to talk no more. I'm getting terrible weak. I shall die if something hain't done." "I'll attend to your case right away," replied Harry, "but just one or two questions more. How did you people come here to-night?" "In a hack." "To look for the diamonds?" ."Yes." "Was it your bunch who carried off Mrs. Farmer and the young man who was staying here with her?" "Yes." "Where were they taken?" "I don't know. I wasn't with them that night." Evidently the man had told all he k"new. It was not much, but it was better than nothing. Two points stood out plainly. The burglars had got the diamonds, and they had captured Old King Brady and Alice as well. _t Harry and Detective Stenfort now got busy. The police were notified and they came Of course there was no possibility o.f Stenfort conceal ing the fact that he had been asleep, for he was half drunk then. But Harry kept out of the mess a nd pulled away as soon as he could. Renaud was taken to the hospital, and in due time re covered. Harry was a thoroughly disgusted young man when he took the for Boston. It Wlls then half-past one o'clock. His work with the police had caused serious delay. As for his own wound, Harry h ad only regarded it suf ficiently to clean up as well as he could. He was satisfied that it was nothing serio us, so he di
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THE BRADYS AND THE BROKEN CLOCK. "Who was telling you that, old man?" up to you out of pure revenge, for I know you will never "Oh, I heard the shots. Four of you fellows came into rest until you see him swing on the gallows." that house, and only two came out. I'm not altogether a "Just so," replied Old King Brady; "now we underfool." stand each other better. All right, Mac, I'll do what I "Well! You can think what you like, you saw,,nothing, can for you, and I can only hope that you keep yo& and if by any streak of bad luck you should you word." can prove nothing." "I will, if you can believe me." "Just so. But what's the use of all this talk, Mac? If To this the old detective said nothing. it had suited your purpo?e I should now be lying on that It was hard for him to believe a word the man said. hall floor along with the other dea-d Why didn't it They rode on in silence after that. suit? Speak it out." At last McFee told Old King Brady that he would have "I will. I see you are as shrewd as ever. Now, of to blindfold him. course, you know that :Mrs. Farmer was kidnaped last This was done, and Alice was served in the same way. night, and a young fellow along with her?" Soon after that the hack stopped. -r.I read tb.e paper-yes. Some of them say that Laura Alice was taken out first. Farmer has. eloped with her old lover, Will Burton." Then after some delay Old King Brady followed. "Eloped nothing, that is unless they have done it since. 'I'he handkerchief removed from his eyes, he found I kidnaped them both. I made sure that Mrs. Farmer did himself standing in a hall with Jack McFee alone. the killing of her husband. I wanted the diamonds. I "Whathave you done with Miss Montg,omery, my part-. thought she knew where they were hidden. I don't care ner?" he asked. :whether she did or not now." "She's all right," was the reply. "I've only locked lik "Naturally, seeing that you have got the goods. But I in she will be saf.e." O.on't think she had anytbinO' to do with it. She was sent I hope you have untied her hands then." to Ne:w York by her husband on a fool's errand." "That has been done. I have no desire to make her un"You know that to be a fact?" comfo rtable. Now just wait a minute and we will take a "I don't exactly know it to be a fact, but I am well at tb?t scuttle." assured that it is a, fact." Ihe wa1t was for the masked man, who returned, still "Ail right, old man. I am willing to take your dssur. ance. But as I said before that's neither here nor there We are gomg upstairs now, sa1d McFee. Help Mr. Brady up" now, I got those two. I took them to a furnished house "I d ;t d h which I hired while working up this and some other jobs. c:L d on, nee any elp, replied the old detective. In some mysterious way they have escaped by the roofs, on. .. .. '1: althouah I nailed the scuttle down on the in side I am McFee led the way to the top floor. takingo you to that house for two reasons, Brady. First, The gas had been turned on now, and he lighted the jet I want your opinion as to whether that scuttle was forced m ,;he hall. from the inside or from the roo.f. I have my r easo ns for Now,. Brady, of course you can't chmb the scuttle this, too, for i'f it was a;ne from the inside, then someWith y_our hands the burglar said, I am body I know dies." gomg to untie them. Wh1le you were unconscious you "Ancl the other reason?" were searched, and I don't you have a r.evolver "W 11 I h d d bl t' k'd B you, although I would not hke to swear to 1t. However' e a a ou e mo 1ve m 1 napmg young urI have and I r t t 'f t t I t d d t k h' h h d p opose o u se 1 on you 1 you ry any on. m en e o ma e Im c?ug up un red thoutricks. My artner will o u ahead on th f d sand or so to O'et free. 'l'h ere 1s one thmg certain. He b d f P g P e roo an h t b o b t t t d Th t k e rea y or you m case you get gay. Now go ahead and tha.s knoth teen stehen a out ownhao-ay. t ad es me attencl to business and make no trouble; the;e are others m a ano er par y may ve cap ure -same thi h h ill 1 :fix party I suspect of forcing the scuttle from the inside. mOlds ': Y yotuheven 1ft wde fail." If you will help me solve the mystery, and who can do it He b :g s f atn s .were untie better, then you and this young woman. go free." Th ta noldnoh Ion bo urtmngdon Is cap ors. a wou ave een oo angerous. Old Kmg Brady listened to all this, hardly understand'l'he old detective accordingly ascended the scuttle ladshould Jack M Fe n t tt d t th b h' der and dow.n to business, McFee providing him with l.f?" Y th t c e 0 a en e JO Im an e lectnc flashlight for the purpose .se01 wlash ebqdues 1tont. t d th h l "'iVell?" demanded the burglar after a minute. "What ear y e a no s a e e w o e case. is the report?" And Old King Brady now said as much. '"V t t'll.I t th f" v a1 1 go ou on e roo that's so. You haven't lost a bit of your shrewd"You take a thundering long time 1t seem t J 'f ld li d s o me. \.. eventJb you atr.e t ,11 rep the burglar. "I "I want to be thorough. Do you want my real opinion ave ano er mo lYe. w1 e you m part what it is, or my O'Uess ?" but names until I get .your opinion. on that scuttle "Go go on!" question .. I have about giVen up 1dea that Laura Old King Brady climbed out on the roof, and continued F_armer .killed her and I .thmk I can guess who his investigations. d1d the JOb. If he 1s the party I thmk, and he had a hand "The scuttle was forced from the inside" h tl re th ld e presen y m carrymg ou my pnsoners en, o man, I give him announced.

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r 'l'HE BRADYS AND 'rHE BROKEN CLOCK. : 1, .. II' "That's all right," replied McFee. "Now, I know where I am at. Come on down." He pulled back out of the scuttle and descended the ladder. "Follow him," said the mask, grimly "If you twiddle that revolver so you are liable to put yourself out of business, my friend," remarked the old detective. "Go on down and quit your talk," snarled the burglar, and Old King Brady descended the ladder. "}.fy time will come," he assured himself. "If I can only keep the attention of these two scoundrels engaged I am sure to get a chance to jump on them." But he was to be sidetracked then and there. McFee flung open the door of the front room. "In with you, Brady!" he cried. "I may want you again shortly, meanwhile I must leave you where 3ou will stay put." The door was and locked. In total darkness Old King Brady was .left wondering what the next move in this singular case was going to be. CHAPTER XI. THE :MAD DOCTOR'S WONDERFUL INVENTION. Will Burton and Laura were not given much more time to talk, for a few minutes later the young man entered the room accompanied by a colored man, a perfect giant of a fellow, as black as the ace of spades "Are you through with the lady, Mr. Burton?" the former asked. "Look here," said Will, "this sort of thing won't do. Why do you keep Mrs. :p'armer locked in that closet? If you expect me to invest in your invention, you want to set her free at once and allow me to escort her home To flor.row I will come here with the money, as I told you." that's aU right," was the reply. "Probably I shall decide to humor you in that. Meanwhile just come with me and Buck; your room is all ready." ":My room ready! What do you mean? Do you intend to make me a prisoner, then?" "0 h, don't call it that. You are my gue st. I want to explain my invention fully to you. I can't do it just now, but I will shortly Meanwhile you are to make yourself at home. He better humor me, and do as I ask him to, hadn't he, Buck?" "I should say he had," replied the darky, displaying the biggest and whitest teeth Will had ever laid eyes on. The situation was alarming. But Will faced it br.avely. "Come, this won't do!" he cried "Let that lady free Lat once! Let us go out of this house, if you are wise." "What. Defiance!" the lunatic. "Ha! This is your gratitude. Away wiih him, Buck!" The negro caught Will by the arm. "You come along with me!" he cried. Will struck him and tried to pull away. Useless effort! Buck was a giant, and Will was as a mere baby in his hands. Catching him by the throat, he dragged the young millionaire from the room, the lunatic following And the parrot screamed from his perch : "Ha, ha, na! Ha, ha, ha! Another victim! Ha, hay ha!" It was a bad job for Will Burton. He was run down into the basement, where Buck locked' him in the kitchen, and here Will remained a prisoner for the rest of that night, during all the next day, and far into the following night, seeing nobody but Buck, who came to him once during the morning, when he brought him food. Will tried to question the fellow, and to bribe him, but not a word could be got out of him. Nor was there any chance to escape. The doors were locked and bolted, the windows, which overlooked the river, nailed down, and there were heavy shutters on the outside, light entering through a sem i-circular hole at the top. And such was Will Burton's situation when somewhere around midnight on the foliowing day the door of his pris01> was opened and Buck stood before him. 1 "De boss is ready for yo' now," he said. "Yo's to come wiv me." will had passed through all sorts of states of mind during his long imprisonment, but he was thoroughly tame now, and badly frightened as well. "Look here," he said to Buck, "I want to understand this business, and it will pay you to help me understand it. Who is that man, and what does he mean to do with me?" "Boss, it hairi't no kind of use,". replied the darky. "See, l'se well paid as it am. My boss got slathers of money, an' he puts it out, too. What do I care if he is a little off? 'Tain't nuffin' to me. I'se hyar to do as I'm told. Yo' just CO!l}e along now quiet or I'll take yo' lak I did b efo'." It seemed best to yield, and Will followed him back up stairs to that same room, where he found the young man waiting for him. "Here he am, doctah," said Buck, pushing Will into the room. "All right. Leave us," was the reply. "Do I lock de do'?" "No. Stand guard outside. That is all that is necessary." The darky retreated, closing the door. Meanwhile Will had been using his eyes. Laura was gone. The door of the booth in which she had been confined stood wide open. The parrot was also gone. The deadlight in the door of the other booth stood open. In the middle of the room, upon a table, rested a metal cylinder, which looked much like a fire extinguisher, with a long rubber tube ending in a silver nozzle attached. "Now then, Mr. Burton," said the "doctor," "you be hold my invention. A word about it and about myself. I am an expert chemist. I am also very rich. I want your money, but I do want a fresh subject periment upon, for my wonderful gas is not yet per

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14! F THE BRADYS THE BROKEN CLOCK. What are its properties, .you naturally ask? I will not tell you all, but this much you shall know; the gas con tained in this generator, once inhaled, so alters a man's nature that he is forced to answer any question which is put to him. You can see the immense service it will prove to the world. Hypnotism isn't in it alongside of my gas. It will be used in every court in the land. When a man goes on the witness stand all that will be necessary is to put him under the influence of my gas, and he simply has to tell the truth. To be sure, I have not as yet perfected .J it. The stuff is a little too powerful. Those upon whom I have tried it have lost their wits. You see those booths? Yes, of course. Well, when I close the deadlight, all I have to do is to insert the nozzle of the tube into that little apperture which you see above the glass. Then I turn on the gas. The interior of the booth soon becomes charged with it. Of course the person inside is inhaling the gas all the while. The trouble with me is, I need a Tegulator. So far, I have in each instance administered an overdose, and the result has been disastrous. Just look at my last subject, and you will see where I have fallen down. I am going to try to-night an experiment on you, which I trust may prove more successful. Certainly I have not succeeded in this case, and I am sorry, too, for the man called himself my friend. Not that I cared for !him, but he thought I did. Look!" There huddled in a corner, sitting on the floor, was Tom lBlodgen, James Farmer's friend. His eyes were glassy, his tongue protruded from his mouth, his face had as s umed a sick ly, yellow hue. Will -could scarcely believe that he was looking at the man he had formerly known. "Tom!" cried the doctor. "Tom! Speak! Who killed James Farmer? Tell this gentlem a n. You must speak the truth!" The head was not raised, but the l ips moved, and Will caught the words. "I did!" "There! You see!" / cried the doc tor. "He confessed it to me yesterday under the influ ence of the ga s That man was my old friend. He cam e here a .nd wanted m e to take charge of the dead man 's widow until he could persuade her to marry him. I live alone with my servant in this house. So I consented She was to come by the roof, just as :you did. The plan was--" What was it? Will Burton never learned. For at the same instant there came a tremendous ex plosion. The cylinder on the table flew into a thousand pieces, and some liquid, all ablaze, was scattered about the room. Probably one of the pieces o f metal struck the doctor in the forehead. At all events, he dropped like a stone, and the blazing li quid, flowing from the table, su rged about him igniting his clothes. But Will stood unharmed, Horror seized him. He dashed to the door. It was lung open b efo re he could reach it by Buck. "Mah good gollys! Have c1e ole ting done bust e d agin!" h e said "I ]mowed it woulcl come to dis !" He jumped for the doctor and dragged him away, try ing to smother the flames, which had seized the man's clothes, with his hands. Will rushed from the room, thinking only of Laura. He could hear her screaming when he got into t'he hall. The cries came from behind a door at the end of the passage. Will rushed to it, and finding the door fastened, he tlll'e\1' his whole strength against it. 'rhe door yielded There stood Laura, looking wild-eyed and distraught. "Save me, sir! Save me! Take me away from this dreadful house!" she cried. "She is mad!" thought Will. "She doesn't know me! 'l'hat fiend has bE!en dosing her with his abominable gas!" The closet door connecting with the scuttle stood open. Will could see the scuttle open above. "Follow me! This way!" he cried, catching Laura's arm. At the same instant Buck ran out of the room with the doctor in his arms. He never heeded Will, but started downstairs. Laura see med to understan'd, and obeying Will's direc tions, she climbed the ladder to the roof. "Stand here!" cried Will. "I must go back! The re is another to be saved It was Tom Blodgen coming up the ladder, his cloth ing all in flames. Will stood back and let him come upon the roof. "Save me!" gasped the wretch, and he sank down upon the gravel. Will tore off his coat and succeeded in smothering the flames. Looking around for Laura, he saw her running over the roofs. He called to her, but she did not heed. Then he saw her going down through a scuttle. As near as Will could make out it was into the house {rom which they had escaped CHAPTER XII. "Duff y Wake np! Hey, Duffy!" Ban g i Bang! Bang 1 It was Young King Brady banging on t11e old boatman' s door. And Harry had b ee n knocking and calling for some minutes. It would seen* as if the Seven Sleeper s were not in it wi Lh Duffy 1. But a fe\v more knocks and shouts hrought hirri to the door." "vYho de mischief are yon? V\rhat for are you knocking me door to pieces dis time of night?" he cried. "Duffy, it is I, Young King Brad y," replied Harry. "I want to you at once." Then the door was opened and Duffy had the satis -

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'rHE BRADYS AND CLOCK. faction of at last learning something about the case upon rubbing the cord, which secured them, against the sharp which Harry was working, for he had been left in the edge of the lock on the inside of a closet door which she dark the niglit before. managed to open with her foot. "And what's your idea?" he demanded. "You can't And this did the business after a little. n get up on top of clat wall. You can't even tell Free at last, Alice removed the handkerchief from her wliich house it is, and if you could, 'twouldn't do for you mouth, to her immense relief. to venture into dat house alone.'> She had been searched at the time of her capture andl "Put up no more kicks," replied Harry. "I have sim-her revolver taken from her. ply got to do all three. Have you got a couple of boat-'rhe door leading into t'he hall was locked, and so was hooks?" the one connecting with the kitchen. "I have." There was a key in the lock of the closet door, and "Got any ratline?" Alice tried it on the hall door. "Is it a rope ladder you are thinking of making?" It did not work in that lock, but it did in the one lead"Yes, with two hooks on the end which will catch on ing into the kitchen, and she passed through into the top of the wall." hall. "I have plenty of new rope, but no ratline." Her mind was now set upon finding Old King Brady, "Well, we shall have to try it with that then. Lend me and she stole upstairs. a hand, Duffy. I have to work quick." Here she heard voices talking in the room behind the "I've got a couple of hooks what will be better dan de parlor. boathooks, and say, mebbe I have a bit of a ratline ladder, She was about to pass on to the upper part of the house tp..9( Come wit me." when a voice suddenly shouted: And Duffy led the way into another room, where there "You're a liar! You are keeping some of the diamonds was the greatest collection of old junk imaginable. back! I won't stand for it!" What was more to the point, Duffy unearthed a bit of A mumbled protest followed. ship's rigging, which was easily and quickly transformed "I tell you it's a lie!" shouted the other. "You may into a light rope ladder, with two hooks on the end. give the others the double-cross, Jack McFee, but you 'rhey were off on the river in no time, and Duffy pulled don't give it to me!" the boat under tlie bridges and up against the Charles 'rhen instantly came a shot, followed by the sound of a street river wail. heavy fall. Duffy was by no means certain that they were under "Heavens! That man has shot McFee!" thought Alice. the right house, but Young King Brady was. She had no belief that there was anyone in the house And now came the troublesome job of landing the besides the two burglars, Old King Brady and herself, ladder. for she had not heard a sound until she came upstairs. Again and again Harry flung it up at the great risk And she waited to hear no more now. of upsetting the boat, but each time the thing came tum-These men seemed to be bent on killing each other. bHng down again about his ears. Alice now glided up the next flight. But at last success crowned his efforts. There was no sign of Old King Brady here. 'rhe hooks caught on the wall and remained there. The doors all stood open. Harry tested the ladder in every way possible. A gas-jet burning low in the hall enabled her to see t seemed :firm, and he started to ascend. that the rooms were unoccupied. The effort was a perfect success. She flew on, gaining the top floor. A moment later and Young King Brady found himself It was the same here. upon the narrow ledge under the back basement windows. Even the front room in which Old King Brady had: Harry tried one of the windows and, as he expected, been confined W!,!.S unoccupied, arid the key was in the found it unfastened. lock. He pushed up the' sash and crawled in. "I might escape by way of the roof," she said to herAs he did so he heard a woman's scream. self, "but then, :Mr. Brady! He must be in the house "Back, you wretch! Back! Don't you Bare to lay a somewhere!" hand on me!" And then it came to her that perhaps the old detective It was Alice's voice himself had taken to the roof. Drawing his revolver, Harry groped his way towards She opened the closet door in the hall. the hall. The scuttle stood open above her and the ladder looked .. ... Alice had been taken to the front basement of the rglar's house. The gag was not removed :from her mouth, nor were her hands untied, in spite of what Jack McFee told Old King Brady. Here the burglar left her, locking thE) door. A long time elapsed and no one came near her. .Again and again she tried to free her hands, but met with no success, until at last she conceived the id ea of inviting. "I'll go up there, anyway," thought Alice, remember ing the talk which took place about this same scuttle in the back. But before she could set foot on the ladder a Toice spoke behind her: "No, you don't, Birdie! Get back to your cage, pretty one, or I shall have to give you a taste of this!" She wheeled about to see a man standing ... with a revolver in his hand.

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16 THE BRADYS THE CLOCK. He was the mask who had accompanied McFee, of course, but be was not masked now. Poor Alice felt that she had never seen such a wicked face. Orie eye was gone entirely and there was a great scar on the fellow's left cheek. Alice was terribly frightened, but she strove to remain calm. "Where is Old King Brady?" she asked. "I was look ing for him." "That;s just what I want to know," was the reply. "I came up here to kill the old snoozer, little dreaming that I should find you. I suppose he has gone by the way of the roofs, like the rest of them, but I'll 'head him off from coming back at least. You stand here while I close that scuttle. Don't you dare to move." He ascended the ladder. But Alice paid no attention to his command. Downstairs she flew, making as little noise as possible. Alice n1shed down to the basement to try it there. The situation, hQwever, was the same. What to do now she did not know and she retreated to the room she had left, "here at least it was light, and waited breathlessly. It was only a few seconds before the enemy came charging downstairs. "Ha, you treacherous little wretch!" he cried. "You would not mind me, hey? Well, well! That's the way with women. But I forgive you, Birdie Naturally you 'don't feel altogether at home here. Come and give me a kiss." He threw his arms about her. Alice struck at him and pulled away. "Back, you wretch!" she cried "Back! Don't you (iare to lav your hands on me!" But he did dare, and what is more, he did it. Alice screamed and struggled and then came a moment joy, which to her dying day she will never forget. It was the sight of Harry in the doorway! "Unbanu that lady!" he shouted. "Quick, or you are a dead man!" The burglar wheeled about in a hurry, but it was only find himself lo oking into the muzzle of a revolver, and he had pocketed his own. "Here, Alice, take this! I've got another!" cried Harry. He passed her the revolver and produced a pair of handcuffs. "Shoot him if be makes a move!" he cried. But no move was made. Harry never had an easierjob of slipping the bracelet,s on. Then he searched the fellow and found his pockets stuffed :full of diamonds and gems. They tied him up and left him in the basement, going upstairs to explore Jack McFee was found wounded and unconscious in the library. On upstairs they went, intending to go out on the roofs. But it was not necessary, for on the top floor they ran into Old King Brady, Will Burton and Laura, who had just come down. awhat! What!" cried the old detecti>e. "Why, my dear boy!" "Safe and sound, Governor," said Harry, "and just in time." It was Laura who opened the door for Old King The key was in the lock. But the poor girl was quite ont of her head, yet she to know in a way what she was doing, for she imniediately went bark on the roof. Old King Brady followed to meet \Yill and to find Tom Blogden, who praYed to be Harry's "man," dying, as they supposE!d It seemed as if some strange intuition bad possessed J\1rs. Farmer fhnt night. But Blogden did not die, nor did Jack McFee. The Bradys landed both in the hospital, Hen Mc Clusky, the .one-eyed man, they landed in jail, but this was not done until Hairy had dismissed old man Duffy by calling from the 'rhe house was searched and more of the stolen silver ware found Of conrse the Brad_vs lo oked into the matter of the n'lad doctor, but not until later, for the firemen were busy at the other house then. 'l'be man's name was Samuel Henty, and but little was known of him, beyond the fact that he was a bachelor of means and lived alone in the house where he was found dead Buck, the negro, was never traced. What the "gas" was, noborly could make out. At all eYents, it must have been powerful stuff. Laura recov ered her wits and then she could remember nothing of what had occurred after she inhaled the gas. rom Blodgen did not. recover for a month. Then he confessed to the murder of James Farmer. He had guessed the dead man's intention and, instead of joining the burglars as he intended, he went to Farmer's but was too late to eatch him with the diamonds;for they had already been concealed in the clock weights. They qnarrelled, and he shot Farmer. For his crime the man was hung. So were Jack McFee and Henry McClusky, for tftic murder of Furnier and Renaud. Jenner, Jewel & Jones got back almost all their stolen stock and rewarded the detectives well Will Burton also would have contributed, but Old King Brady would not have it. Before the year was out Will married Laura, and it is safe to say that both were well satisfied at the outcome of the case of The Bradys and the Broken Clock. 'rHE END. Read "THE BRADYS FIGHTING THE GOLD COINERS; or, ON THE TRAIL OF THE BLACK HAND," which will be the next number ( 543) of "Secret Service." SPECIAL NOTICE :-All back numbers of this week ly, except the following-, are in print: 1 to 5, 6, 9, 13, 42, 46, 47, 53 to 56, 63, 81. If you cannot obtain the ones you want from any newsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps by mail to FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square New York City, and you will receive the copies you order by mail.

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It was brought up in the trawl net in the North Sea, and was so small-18 inches long and three pounds three ounces in weight-that the fishermen could not realize that it was a whale until an expert certified the fact. The local officer for the Board of Fisheries secured this specimen, which could only have been calved more than three o r four days, and immediatel y despatched it to the laboratories of the fisheries dep artment in London. Uve -made earthenware and other manufactured artic l es. long p o le is the only compass requir e d by the captain of OL. o f these barks, but h e wiel ds the bamboo w hich p ilots h i m safely over the shoa l -filled waters of a tropical waterway. Many o f the p l a ntations a long the rivers keep several o f these boats in commissio n a li the time, carrying t heir smaller pro d ucts t o the market a n d bringing bac k supplies for t.h e ha cien d a In the earl y h o urs of the morning g r een bananas are piled up along the wharves like cord woo d baskets of c o coa nuts, pi n eapples, wild and cultivated l emons and oranges, and innumerable other products of the tropics can be seen in enormous quantities. And it is surprising how quickly the supply of the day is exhausted. A string of freight cars on the track opposite the market are waiting for a portion of m ost every cargo, and by noon there is little left but the small fruits and vegetables in moderate quantities. WITH THE FUNNY FELLOWSs Dyer-Would you like to begin life over again? R yer-No;: I m d ee p enough in debt now. First Magazine Editor-! beli e v e my youngs ter is cut out for an editor. Second Editor-Why so? "Everything he gets his hands on he runs and throws int o the waste basket!" Solemn Man-Do you hear the clock slowly ticking? Do you know what day it i s ever bringing nearer? Cheerful Ma n -Yes; pay d ay. Th t t i th' U 't d St t f "Tell me," said the young woman with literary aspirations, e first at empt o use engmes n e m e a es or any I "how you contrived to get your first story accepted by a o t her than experimental purposes was m 1829, by the Hudson magazine." The eminent author smiled I owned the magaand De laware Canal Company, from Carbondale to Hones-. h ll d d a l e, P a., a distance of sixteen miles. The engines were made zme, e rep e i n Eng l and. I n the following year Peter Cooper built the first loc omotive in the United States. It weighed less than a ton; its boiler was about the s ize of a flour barrel and its flues were made of gun barrels. Mr Cooper was highly elated be..... cause his e ngine made better time than the horses of othel" railroads. San Diego Cal., has a wo n derful clo c k with twenty dial s w h ich tells simultaneously the time in all parts of the world, al so t h e days of the week and the date and month. It stan.ds twenty-one feet high and fo u r of its dial s are each fou r feet in diameter. The master clock is enclosed in p late g l ass, says P o pular Mechanics, so that every action can be seen, and the w h o l e is illuminated every night. It is jewelled with tour....-m-a.Iine, topaz, agate and jade, and took fifteen months to build The motive powe r is a 200 pound weight, which winds itself automaticall y. The cost of the c lock was $3,000. It w oul d b e a difficult matter to estimate the number of peo p l e who are directly dependent upon the mercantile supplies of Tamp ico, a port in Mex ic o but it is certain that the number can be written with six figures. More than 5,000 boats are in on the Tames! and Panucco rivers; they vary i n lE"Zfgth from 20 to '60 feet, and carry the wild and cultivated p r o d ucts of the interior to Tampico, where they discharge thei r cargo es a n d reload with merchandise and other supplies. Wi t h two g reat water ways, the Tames! and the Penuco, t h e nativ e navigato r s find their bus i ness profitable, despite t h e fact that i t require s about thirty days to make a round trip t o d istant points on the r iver. Every co n ceiva bl e form of tropical plant and fru i t may he found in t h ei r carg oes, a s w e ll as na:. Temperance Advocate-! see you have high license in your town. How does it operate? Colonel Rumnose-Miserably. There are so few salo ons that you can't enter one without hav Ing to treat a dozen friends; and, there ljleing no competition the whisky is vile. High license is a fail u re. G ive m e prohi bition and p lenty ot drug-stores." 1 "What makes your hair snap so?" asked the child who was watching his mother comb her hair. "Electricity," his mother replied. "We are a funny family," remarked the chil d aftet" a few moments of t hought. "The other day you said papa had wheels in his head, and now you've got electricity in y our hair. If you put your heads together you might make an elec tric motor, mightn't you?" The Customer-When I bought anautomobile from yo u a few weeks ago you said you would be willing to supply a new part if I broke anything. T h e Automobile Agent-Certain ly, sir. What can I have the pleasure of providing you with? The C ustomer-! want a pair o t new ankles, a floating rib, a left eye, three yards of cuticle, a box of assorted finger-nail s four teeth, and a funnybone. Harry was walk.ing with another boy, when he was joined by a friend a year or so older and inclined to manners. "In troduce m e, Harry," the newcomer whispered pompously Harry twisted reddened, and at last turned to his compan ion with: "Jim, have you ever seen Gilbert Spencer?" "No the other boy answered. "Well," Harry blurted out, reddenin g still more and je r k in g his thu mb o ver his s h o ulder toward r tb.e n e w c omer, "that's him."

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SECRET SERHCE. 'l'HE MAD LOVERS ..L__ By ALEXANDER ARMSTRONG. Mr. and Mrs. Stacy had not been married until late in life, and both were now approaching sixty. Clara was just eighteen, a very young child when both parents were so old. Stacy had worked hard all his life long, and was now pretty well brolten down, and could no longer work. The old Stacy homestead, which had been in the fam1ly for many generations, had been lost and had passed into the hands of a stranger, through the worthlessne s s of his fathe .r. .Tames Stacy had started in life a poor, a very poor man. But to James Stacy's eyes no building on earth looked more attractive, for he loved the old place dearly, the home of his ehildhood, the home of so many generations of Stacys, from which he, with the remainder of the family, had been turned one cold November morning long before. He started out in life for p.imself, determined to in lime be come the owner of the old homestead. Being a laborer, he was able to lay aside for this purpose only a very little at a time. Nor would he get married until be was the owner of the homestead. He loved and was loved in return, and the woman who afterwards became his wife waited for him many a long and weary year. At last the homestead was his. On the day he pur chased it he was married. The fruits of the marriage was Clara, the one of whom we speak. In battling for the means to purchase the old home, James Stacy had spent the best years of his life, and old age overtook him, owning his home, but poorer far in funds than many a man paying rent and living on a dollar a day. Clara was a sweet-tempered, sunny-natured girl, dearly lov Ing her parents, and ever ready to sacrifice anything herself to make them comfortable. And they loved her dearly, their one little lamb, they used to call her. Finally James Stacy was unable to work any longer, and tt was not long before grim want showed its head within their door. In years gone by the march of improvement had approached from either side, but paused when it reached the lines of Stacy's place. \He loved every foot of the ground, and would not part with any of it until stern necessity forced him to do 110. Time came, however, when he was forced to. He sold a single building lot at a point as far from the old house as was possible. Economical to the last degree, they lived on the proceeds of the sale, and looked toward Clara day by day, watching her growing up, placing their dependence on her to save the roof OTer their heads. At the age of seventeen, Clara one day determined to no longer remain idle, but to endeavor to do something to prevent the gradual wasting away of the grounds, every time a bit of which was sold, the old couple would grieve for days together. James Stacy had managed to give Clara a fair education, and her :first thoughts were in the direction of teaching school. But a place was not to be found. Not far from her home was a large mill where writing paper was manufactured. Here she obtained employment-and a lover. A young fellow of twenty was employed in the mill, who took a fancy to Clara, and she also fancied him. He was a nice, honest, manly fellow, belonging to a respectable family, and Mr. and Mrs. Stac y could say nothing against him, although they little relished the idea of losing their dar ling. At length he began coming to the hom;e, and the more the old folks saw of him the better they liked him, and with their consent he and Clara became engaged. "It will not be robbing you of a daughter," said the young man. "Instead, you will be gaining a son, for I will try to be such to you. In a year they were to be married. The year only lacked a month, when a sad catastrophe happened. -f.Clara and her lover had been out rowing on the big tnill pond. Exactly how it happened will never be known, further than what an eye-witness on the shore can tell. There floated over the smooth surface a wild cry of horror. Then this eye witness saw the boat upset, and saw Clara and her lover struggling in the water. He could not swim-neither could she. "Save me--save me!" Clara had cried, in frightened tones, stretching forth her arms to her lover, every movement being rendered visible by the brightness of the moonlight. Wild with fright, crazed, perhaps, by fear, he had seized hold of Clara, and dragged her down with him, her skirts sustaining her beyond the length of time that he could keep afloat. Beneath the surface she must have battled w1ldly with him. Unless she had done so, she would never have broken from his death grasp, and would never have risen to the surface. It must have been an awful struggle, judging from what was visible afterward. Clara arose to the surface. She caught hold of the overturned boat, and was ob;eA--;ted clinging there. The man who had witnessed the affair sprang into a boat and put off from shore. Clara had drawn herself up, and when he reached the spot she was lying across the boat senseless, her eyes wide open, protruding-staring awfully He lifted her into his boat and conveyed her ashore, and then she was tenderly carried to her home, while others hurried to the spot where the accident had occurred, to see if ther not recover the young man's body. When Clara came to the wild stare did not leave her eyes. Soon the awful truth became apparent. The horrifying influence of that awful struggle beneath the water had turned Clara's brain. It was a terrible blow to the old people, and they would not believe it until it was impossible to doubt it any longer. Clara did not become destructively mad; that is, she made no attempts to destroy her own life or that of others. At least, not for some time. Hers was a melancholy madness. She seemed to know, and yet not know, the awful fate of the man she had loved. She seemed more to regard him as lost-as gone forever, whi!her, she knew not. 1 At last the searchers had found him, but not until life had long since been extinct. Clara Stacy; for months after that, would ramble aimlessly up and downstairs, sad-faced and melancholy, uttering no word, only lowly moaning no"(_ and then. When they spoke to her she would answer by a frightened look, and would creep away as if afraid, until at last they would not speak to her, or in her presence. '-Another building lot had to go! But the greater sorrow which filled their hearts for their mad child, lessened the grief of seeing the place sold. At the expiration of eight months, the melancholy having gradually deepened all the time, Clara had her first violent fit. Catching up a knife while they sat at table, she flung it at her mother with all the strength she could muster. It skimmed past Mrs. Stacy's head, going frightfully close to the ma:r};:. After this Clara was kept locked in an upper room. \. Day after day she grew worse. They at last could no longer control her, and they were ad vised to place her in an asylum. But they, like many more people, have an idea that an asylum for the insane is an es tablishment where a premium is placed on brutality, and hated to trust their crazed but still-loved child to the care of others, or in a place where they could not be always at her s ide.

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SECRET SERVICE. But, after all, they were forced into doing this, whether they married, she that they were not. Neither could uuu"''"'" ...... u wished to or not. and they gazed blankly at each other. One Clara forced the door leading into an adjoining "Don't yon remember," he finally said, "that we were room, and without her parents knowing it, was free to roam ried, and then that we were going away, and that the boat'W .. re she chose. the water-ugh--" it was growing late in the afternoon. "The boat-the water!" she gasped, and shuddered in com-The old folks, simple in their habits, always had their tea pany with him. "Yes-yes-! remem)ler that we went downbefore nightfall. they were engaged in preparing it when down--" Clara started to descend from the upper floor. "Yes-down---down--" he interrupted. She had been roaming about through the upper rooms, and "And you got hold of me-" -had found an old carving-knife, which she had caught up as "Yes-yes." a treasure greater than diamonds. With a shawl over her shoulders, and the knife concealed beneath it, with her thin, pale face working convulsively, and her eyes sparkling with the brilliancy of madness, she softly stole down the broad, old-fashioned staircase. At the foot she paused. Through an open door she could see her aged father and mother busy in preparing tea. But she did not recognize them as father or mother-no, her crazed brain made of them two ugly and cruel fiends who kept her imprisoned. Spe stole across the hall, dashed suddenly through the half open door, taking them completely by surprise. Her father was nearest her. Before he could recover from the surprise her entrance gave him, she had inflicted a painful wound. After this occurrence Clara was placed in my care. Had this been done immediately after the accident, I knew I could have cured her. And I had strong hop<:Js of being able to do so yet, though as to what methods I should have to employ I had not yet decided. At stated interval;; we always had "hops" or dances, which all of those who could be trusted-male and female-were mitted to attend. It was at one of these, after I had vainly tried many plans to draw Clara from her melancholy, that I saw the means, metaphorically speaking, of killing two birds with one stone. Henry Dunbar had been crazed by losing his newly made wife in nearly the same way as Clara had lost her lover. I had also failed, up to this time, in drawing him from the melancholia which had attacked him. It so chanced that Dunbar favored the personal appearance of)_glara's lost lover. -And I heard him mutter: "If she only wore frizzes-if she only wore frizzes!" I kept my own counsel until the occasion of the next dance, a few hours previous to which I told one of the women attend ants to frizz Clara's hair. It was done. Clara was overcome, could say no more, and taking advantage of the opportunity, I made a sign, and they were led away, one in each direction, to the men's and women's wards. Accompanying Dunbar, I had him "call on Clara." He could not understand why he had to call on his "wife" as if she were only a lady friend, but I explained it clearly enough to satisfy his clouded mind. Clara accepted him as the lover whom she had lost, and frequently called him by the other' s name, a fact which always puzzled him. "What's in a name?" I said one day. "Never mind what you used to call each other before, use the names Henry and Clara now. Won't you do it to please me? You k now I am a dear friend j;o both of you." "Yes," was the reply of both; and thencerorth the names gave them no trouble. I found that they remembered the conversations which took place, that they looked forward to the next meeting, that their minds had begun a healthy action. But I had now got myself in a dilemma. Out of their mad ness had sprung a deep-rooted love, which had grown as their madness left them. I now found myself in the dilemma of not being able to much longer keep them on the footing of lovers, and yet to break in on it would-in the present delicate bal ance of their minds-probably make of them worse mad people than they ever before had been. Dunbar knew that he had been married, and as his mind grew stronger he began to question the right I exercised in keeping him separated from his wife. "They must be married if it is possible," I told myself, and at once visited the Stacys and the relations of Dunbar. The family of the latter were well off in tne world, and for a little while objected to the marriage. But when they were told that it meant reason or madness, they would not take the responsibility of disapproving of the marriage. The Stacys were willing, if I thought best. Anything to re store their poor darling to her right mind. "Why should we be married again?" demanded Dunbar, I was at the dance, as I always was, and as also were the when I told him. L keepers, prepared for any trouble which might arise. "Well, don't you see? The terror of the poor girl on th3.t I -Curiously I watched the movements of Dunbar and Clara. occasion rather upset her mind. Another marriage will do no 1 had not been so far out of the way in the scheme I had harm, and it will satisfy her." found; I knew this the moment I saw their eyes meet. Some "I never thought of that. Much obliged for the kind interest I slight alterations had also been made in his personal appear-you have taken In us." ..-ance. They loo,,ed at each other earnestly, half-startled, half-They were married. I kept them in the asylum some months I doubtingly. Then, as if by mutual attraction, they drew near afterwards, each being led to believe that the other's mind had to each other, scanned each other closely, and then with happy received a shock on the terrible occasion which was never faces both drew off into a quiet corner, and there sat for an alluded to between them. h4ur, holding each other by the hand, but uttering no word. They really and truly loved each other, and in the quiet hapWhen the dance was and they would have led Clara piness of their home their minds grew as strong again as ever away, Dunbar objected. they had been. It was years before they comprehended the "You shall not take her away. Don't you know that she's real truth of the affair, but neither ever regretted that I bad my wife?" brought them together and cured them of their madness by "Not yet," said Clara. "It isn't time yet for us to be mar-marrying them to each other. ried. But we will be soon." Mr. and Mrs were recognized by their daughter, and I had expected something liklil this, and was standing near Dunbar's purse saved them from parting with the old home enough to be a witness to it. He persisted that they were stead.

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HOW 'JiO DO FORTY TRICKS WITH CARDIS. deceptive Card Tricks as performed by leading conjuroN and mag1c1ans. An-anged for home amusement. Fu-lly illustratecl. MAGIC. No. 2. HOW 'I'O DO TitiCKS.-The great book of magic &rut card tricks, containing full instruction on all the leading card trlckl of the also most popular magical illusions as perfol"med by our: magicians ; every boy should obtain a copy of this book. as 1t Will both amuse and instruct. No: 22. TO DO S-!JlCOND SIGHT.-Heller's second sight explamed h1s former Fred Bunt, Jr. Explaining boW' the secret dmlogues were carr1ed on between the magician and the boy on the stage; also giving all the cOdes and signals. onlJ authentic explanation of second sight. No. 43. HOW TO BECOME A MAGICIAN.-Containixfg-th gran!lest ?f magi ca! illusio?s ever placed before the public. Also ttcks w1th cards. 1ncantatwns, etc. No. 68. HOW TO DO dliEMICAL TlUCKS.-Containing over one hundre d highly amusing and instructive tricks witb. chemical& By A. Ande rson. Handsomely iiiustrateJ. No. 69. HOW TO DO SLEIGHT OF HAND.-Containing over of the latest and best tricks used by magicians. Also containo mg the secret of second sight. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. No .. 70. HOW MAGIC TOYS.-Containing full dJrectJOns for makmg Mag1c 'l'oys and devices of many kinds. B7, A. Anderson. Fully illust ... ated. No. 73. HOW TO DO TRICKS WITH NUMBERS.-Showinr many curious tricl!:s with figures and the magic of numbers. By .A. Anderson. Fully illustrated. _No. 7 5. HO\Y '1'0 A CONJUROR. Containinl tr1cks With Dommos, D1ce, Cups anJ Balls, Hats, etc. Embra.cinr thirty-six illustrations. By A. Andelson. No. 78. TO DO THE BLACK a com plete descr1pt10n of the mysteries of l\1.agic and Sleight of Hand, together with many wonderful experiments. By A. Andel"IIOQo Illustrated. MECHANICAL. No. 29. HOW TO BBCOME AN INV.ENTOR.-Every bo:r bow This book explains them all, examples m electrJCJty, hydraulics, magnetism, optics. pneumatics, mechani cs, etc. The most instructive book published. HOW TO BECO.I\1!3] AN ENGIN.EER.-Containingfull mstructwus how to proceed m order to become a locomotive.Jengi?er; also for buildi_ng a model locomotive; togetfler w1th a fuJI descnptwn of a n engineer should know No. 57. HOW TO MAKE. MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS.-Full directions how to. make a Banjo, Violin, Zither, }Eolian Harp, Xylophone and other musical inPtruments; to_gether with a brief de scription of nearly ev ery musical instrument used in ancient or modern times. Profusely illustrated. By Algernon S. Fitzgerald. for twenty years of the Royal _Bengal Marines. No. 5;:1. HOW TO MAKE_ A MAGIC L.A.NTERN.-Containlnt a description of the lantern, together with its history and invention. Also full directions for its use and for painting slides. Ba.ndsomelJ illustrate d. By John Allen. --No. 71 HOW TO DO MECHANICAL TRICKS.-Contalnlna complete instructions foc performing over sixty Mechanical Trick&. By A. Anderson. Fully illustcated. -LETTER WRITING. No. 11. HOW TO WRITE LOVE,LETTER$.-A m011t comlo plete little book, containing full directions for writing and when to u s e them, giving specimen letters for young and old. No. 12. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS TO LADIES.-Givlnc complete instructions for writing letters to ladies on all also letters of introduction, notes and requests. No. 24. HOW TO WRI'l'E LETTERS TO GENTLEMEN) Containing full directjons fdr writing to gentlemen on all subjech; also giving sample lettel"S for instruction. No. 53. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS.-A wonderful !itt! book, telling Y,ou bow to write to :your sweetheart, your father, mother, sister, brother, employer; and, in fact, everybody and any body you wish to write to. Every vonng man and every yount lady in the land should have thls book No. 74. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS CORRECTLY.-Cono taining full instructions for writing letters on almost any subject; also rules for punctuation_ a:o.d composition, with specimen letteN.

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THE STAGE. No. 41. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK END MEN'S JOKE BQOK.-Containing a great var.iety of the latest iokes used by the most famous end men. No amateur minstrels is complete without this wonderful littl e book. No. 42. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKE;:t. Containing a varied assortment of tltump speeches, Negro Dutch and \_rish. Also end men's jokes. Just the thing for home' amuse menti.,:md amateu r shows. No. 45. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK MINSTREL GUIDE BOOK.-Something new and very instructive. Every boy should obtain this book, as it contains full instructions for or ganizing an amateur minstrel troupe. No. 65. MULDOON'S JOKES.-This is on e of the most original joke books ever published, and it is brimful of wit and h umor. It contains a large collection of songs, jokes, conundrums, etc. of Terre nce the great wit, humorist, and practical joker of the day. Every boy who can enjoy a good substantial joke should obtain a copy immediately. No .. 79. H(_)W TO BECOME AN ACTpR.-Containing com plete mstructiOns how to make up for variOus characters on the etage; together with the duties of the Stage Manager, Prompter Scenic Artist_and Property Man. By a prominent Stage Manager: No. 80. GUS WILLIAMS' JOKE BOOK-Containing the lat est jokes, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renowned and ever popular German comedian. Sixty-four pages; handsome colored cover containing a baH-tone photo of the author. HOUSEKEEPING. No. 16. HOW TO KEEP A WINDOW GARDEN.-Containing full instructions fot constructing a window garden either in town or coun .try, and the most approved methods for raising beautiful ftqweii' at home. The most complete book of the kind ever pub\ No .'10. HOW TO COOK.-One of the most instructive books on cooking ever published. It contains recipes for cooking meats, fish, game and oysters ; also pies, puddings, cakes and all kinds of pastry, and ll grand collection of recip es by one of our most popular cooks. No. 37 HOW TO KEEP HOUSE.-It contains infoi'mation for everybody boys, girls, men and women; it will teach you how to make almost anything aroJJnd 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 acription of the wonderful uses of electr i city and electro magnetism; together with full instructions for making Electric Toys, Batteries, etc. By George Trebel, A. M M. D. Containing over fifty illustrations. t No. 64. HOW TO MAKE ELECTRICAL MACHINES.-Con-taining 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 highl y amusing electrical tricks, together with illustrations. By A. Anderson. No! 31. HOW TO BECOME A SPEAKER.-Containing foUP teen illustrations, giving the different positions requisite to becom a good speaker, reader and elocutionist. Also containing gems frolll a_ll the popular !1-uthors of prose and poetry, ananged in the simple and concise m .anner possible. No. 49. _HOW TO DEBA'.rE.-Giving rules for conducting de bates, outlines for debates, questions for discussion and the bed sources for procuring information on the questions given. SOCIETY. No. 3. H;OW TO FLIR'l'.-The arts and wiles of flirtation au fully by this !itt:;! book. Besides the various methods of ha_r.dkerchief,_ fan, glove, parasol, window and hat flirtation, it con tams a full hst of the language and sentiment of flowers which ia in_teresting to everybody, both old and young. You cannot be happJ Without one. 4. H9W _'1.'0 DANqE is the title of a new and handsome htt1e book JUSt Issued by 1! rank Tousey. It contains full instruc tions in the art of dancing, etiquette in the ball-room and at partie1, how to drrss, and full directions for calling off in all popular squaN) No. lJ. HOW TO MAKE LOVE.-:-A complete guide to lov .. court>hip nnd ma:.riage, g iving sensib l e advice, rul es and etiquettl!! to be observed, With many curious and interesting things not gea 4 erally known. No 17. .ro DRE_SS.-Containing full instruction in art of dressmg and appearmg well at home and abroad giving the selections of colors, material, and how to have them made up. No. 18. HOW 'rO BECOME BEAUTIFUL.-One of thCl brightest and. most val c uabl e little books t>ver given to the worla:. Everybod,Y wtshes to. ho'!. to become beautiful, both male ancl female. The secret IS simple, and almost costless. Read this book and be convinced how to become beautiful. BIRDS AND ANIMALS. No. 7. HOW TO KEEP BIRDS.-Handsomely illustrated ani containing full instructions for the management and fraining of the canary, mockingbird, bobolink, blackbird, paroquet, parrot, etc. No. 39. HOW TO RAISE DOGS, POULTRY, PIGEONS AND RABBITS.-A useful and instructive book. Handsomely illult> trated. By Ira Drofraw. No. 40. HOW TO MAKE AND SET TRAPS.-Including hlnw on how to catch moles, weasels, otter, rats, squirrels and bird&. Also how to cure skins. IJopiously illustrated. By J. Harringtos Keene. No. 50. HOW TO STUFF BIRDS AND ANIMALS.-.. valuable giying ins.tructions i?Jcollecti ng, preparing, mountill(j and preservmg birds, artmals aud msects. No. 54. HOW TO KEEP AND MANAGE PETS.-Giving com plete informatlon as to the manner and method of raising, -!:eepin., taming, breeding, and managing all kinds of pets; also giving full instructions for making cages, etc. Fully explained bytwenty-eight. illustrations, making it the most complete book of the kind ever published. MISCELLANE0US. No. 8. HOW TO BECOME A SCIENTIST._.A useful and 1111structive book, giving a treatise on chemistry; also ex periments in acoustics, mechanics, mathematics, chemistry, and dt ENTERTAINMENT. rections for making fireworks, colored fires, and gas balloons. This No. 9. HOW TO BECOME A VENTRILOQUIST.-By Harry book cannot be equaled. Kennerly. The secret given away. Every intelligent boy reading No. 14. HOW TO MAKE CANDY.-A complete hand-book foil this book of i nstructions, by a practical professor (delighting multimaking all kinds of candy, etc. every night with his wonderful imitations), can master the No. 1:!4. HOW TO BECOME AN AU.u:l.OR.--Gontaining full art, and create any amount of fun for himself and friends. It is the information regarding cho i ce of sub j ects, the use of words and thfl creAtest book rver and there's millions (of fun) in it. manner of preparing and submitting manuscript. Also centainm. No. 20. HOW TO Ei
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-{ ( Latest Issues -.---================== ''WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY'' r 0oLORED CoVERS. CoNTAINING STORIES o:r A BoY's SonooLDAYS. 32 PAGES. 11.58 Dick Daresome's Champion Pitching; or, Saving the Day i62 Dick Daresome and the Gipsy King; or, Saving Hi for Merrivale. Sweetheart. !'69 Dick Daresome's Rowing Match; or, The Prize Oarsman 163 Dick 1Daresome in Camp; or, In the Woods with His at Merrivale School. UO .Dick Daresome's Mistake; or, Losing a Game to Belle. 164 Dick Daresome's Summer Baseball Nine; or, New Vicville. tories for Merrivale. 161 Dick Daresome's Shooting Match; or, The Prize Score of 165 Dick Daresome's Canoe Race; or, Paddling for the Chamthe Academy pionship. "FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY" COLORED COVERS. CoNTA.INING STOBIES O!' Bon Wno MAKE MoNBY. 32 PAGES. PRICE 5 CENTS. the Stranded 1189 A Young Lumber King; or, The Boy Who Worked His Ul On the Gold Coast; or, The Treasure of Ship. 11.84 Lured by the Market; or, A Boy's Big Deal in Wall Street. 185 Trading Tom; or, The Boy who Bought Everything. 186 Favored by Fortune; or, The Youngest Firm in Wall Street. 187 Jack Jasper's Vep.ture; or, A Canal Route to Fortune. 188 After Big Money; or, Turning the Tables on the Wall Street Brokers. Way up. 190 Ralph Roy's Riches; or, A Smart Boy's Run on wan Street Luck. !91 A Castaway's Fortune; or, The Hunt for a Pirate' s Gold. 192 The Little Money Maker; or, The Wall Street Boy Who Saved the Market. 193 Rough and Ready Dick; or, A Young Express Luck. "WILD WEST WEEKLY" A MAGAZINE CoNTAINING STORIE s, SKETCHES, ETo., oF WESTERN LIFE. CoLORED CoVERS. 32 PAGES. 140 Young Wild West's Cowboy Avengers; or, Arietta and the Mustang Ropers. an Young Wild West and "Velvet Bill"; or, Baffling the Ban dit Band. 342 Young Wild W es t Helping the Hunters; or, Arietta a n n the Grizzl y 343 Young Wild West and the Half-Breed T railer; or, The White Flowe r of the Utes. 344 Young Wild West after the Outlaws; or, Arietta's HardEarned Victory. 345 Young Wild West's Prize Claim; or, The Gold of Good b y e Gulch. 346 Young Wild W est Booming a Town; or, Arietta and the Land1 Sharks. 347 Young Wild West Saving a R a n ch; or, The Fire Fiends of the Bar X Range. j fl'or sale by all r..ewsdeaters, or will be sent to any on receipt of price, 5 cents per copy, in money or post!!oge stamps, by : JIJL.&NX TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N.Y .. IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS I 1 .W our Weeklies and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this office direct Cut out and fill 1m the following Order Blank and send it to us with the price of the weeklies you want and we will them to you by; !i'ttura mail, POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY --f c o TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Squa.re, New York. ............... 190 DEAR SIR-Enclos ed find ...... cents for which please send me: .,, copies of WORK AND WIN, Nos .......................................................... .. .,. 11 WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY, Nos .......................... ............. ..... ...... .. I ro. WILD WEST WEEKLY, Nos ......................................... .............. ,\._, ,.. THE LJBERT' Y BOYS OF '76, Nos ...................................................... -.,_ ., PLUCK AND LUCK, Nos .................................................... -,, SECRET SERVICE, Nos .......................... : ................ ...... ,. FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, Nos ................................................... Ten-Cent Hand Books; Nos ....................................................... Name ...... .................... Street and No ............ Town ....... State ......... : ..... ..

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