Young Klondike and the mad miner, or, Lost in the Great Swamp

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Young Klondike and the mad miner, or, Lost in the Great Swamp
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Is&ued We ekly-Ilg 8ubs c ripti011 $2. ii O per year Ent e r ed as Seco11d C lasa Matter a.t .the New Yo1 A Post Offi ce, by Fm,.k T o usey No. NEW YORIC, F,EBRUARY 15, 1899. Price 5 Cents. -OR-LOST INTHE GREAT SWAMP. BY AUTHOR -"Look out for hiin, boys I He' s mad I" yelled the Unknown. He had no more than spoken when the wild ,looking man. who h.Gd shed the bearskin, leaped off the rock. It' s gold I Goldi" he shouted, waving the bag


S t o r i e s of a Gold Seek er. Issued Weekly-By Subscription $2.50 per year. E11tered as Second Class Matter at the New York, N. Y., Post 0.tfice, March 15, 1898. Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1899, in the o.tfice of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, D. C., by F'rank 1.'ousey, 29 West 26th Street, New York. N o. 2 6. NEW YORK, February 15, 1 899. P r ice 5 Cents. Young Klondike and the Mad Miner; -ORLOST IN THE GREAT SWAMP. BY AUTHOR OF VOUNC KLONDIKE. C HAPTER I. ACROSS THE BARMAN FIEL DS. FORT Y M ILE CREEK, that well known name which we s o often see mentioned in connection with the Klondike, is applied not only to a creek, but to a town. This is, or should be, sufficiently well known to need no mention, but for those who hav:e not studied the geography of the gold regions, we will state that the town of Forty Mile, as it is always shortened up, lies on the banks of the Yukon, somewhat lower down than Dawson City, and is the center of considerable activity of its own. Back of Forty Mile the country is, perhaps, less known than that which lies in the neighborhood of Dawson. There are mountains here upon whose sum mits the sno w hardly ever melts, and there are also great stretches of tundra, the Alaskan swamp, where the moss, also called tundra, often grows higher than a man's head. One afternoon in the fall, just as the fearful winter of the Klondike was closing in, a party o f four pedes trians were t o iling up a mountain trail toward the Acatchut Pass_. one of the most noted danger spots in all the Klondike country, although it has been very little talked about as yet. Beyond this pass lies the Barman Fields, and it was there our party was bound. The famous Young Klondike was in the lead-Ned Golden was his proper name-and his friend and part ner, D ick Luckey, walked l eside him. The Unknown, that odd little detective, who follows Young Klondike in all his wanderings, came behind in c ompany with Miss Edith Welto n, a young lady from San Francisco whose life Ned G o lden had saved on his !lrst j ourney up fro m Seattle, Miss Edith having been a passenger o n a wrecked steamer from which Ned bravely rescued her. These four constituted the noted firm of Golden & Luckey, whose fame extended all over the Klondike country. Golden & Luckey's signature was good for millions, and yet only a short time ago Ned and Dick were simply poor clerks in New York City. As for the Unknown he was a mere adventurer, of course, and a very mysterious one at that, but just wh<> he was or where he properly belonged no one knew. As for Ned and Dick they did not even know his name, as for some strange reason he al ways refused to tell it. The Unknown claimed to be a detective and probably was. He claimed also to be in search of some mysterious criminal whom he called "his man," al though who this man was or what crime he had committed, even Young Klondike could not have told. But enough of these introductions Our friends are toiling up the pass and the sun is descending. Their immediate destination is a certain hut called Jake's Relay H o use, which stands at the edge of the Barman Fields. It is quite essential t o reach it before s undown, for there are many ins and outs to the Acatchut Pass, and to get l ost here means certain deat.h. "What do y o u think about it, Ned?" asked Dick; "are we on the right r oad or the wrong one? This is getting to be a pretty serious matter. It will be a. bad job if we are caug-ht here in the dark." "Well, I'm n o t worrying, Dick," replied Ned. "I don't see any use in doing that. "No, nor I either, but at the same time it is g o ing to be dark in a few moments and I am anxious on Edith's account.


YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. "Hello, there! Who's worrying about me?" called one continuous white surface, and yet there had been Edith from behind. "That's not allowed, you know. no snow on the lower levels of Alaska as yet. I take pot luck with the rest." Beyond the Barman Fields lay the "old Russian "Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue!" cried diggings," as they are termed, where gold was mined the Unknown, suddenly pulling off the battered plug in the early days, but between was the Great Swamp, hat which he always persisted in wearing winter and a twenty mile stretch of tundra land, overgrown with summer, tossing it up in the air and catching it on that wonderful moss, and interspersed with sluggish his head as it came down again. "We can't get water courses called slews. left No, we can't! I see the Relay House now!" Young Klondike's way lay first across the Barman "What.'s struck you, Zed?" demanded Edith. "I Fields, and then across the Great Swamp, for our see nothing at all." friends were bound for the old Russian dig-gings. Now Zed was the short for Zedekiah, which last the Young Klondike had long desired to investigate detective claimed was his Christian name. them, and he was now determined to do it before win-As it was the only name he would own to the boys ter set in. often used it when addressing him, but when they "Push on, push on!" cried Ned. "We are almost spoke of him they invariably did so as the Unknown. there! A few more bold strokes and we shall be at "What's struck me, Edith?" cried the detective. Jake's Relay House, where we are to meet Pierre, the "'Why, I've been struck by a flag, the Stars and guide. It will be all plain sailing after that." Stripes, Old Glory, or any other old thing you have a Ned h::i.d scarcely spoken, when a man came out of mind to call it, and if we keep on as we are going, we the hut and stood looking down the pass in the light shall be at the Relay House inside of twenty minutes. of the setting sun. Ye gods and little fishes! I shall be glad when we "Jake!" cried the Unknown. "The sun is in his get there. All I hope is that we may find the dogs." eyes and he don't see us." "They'll be there all right," said Ned. "Pierre is "Give him the call, Zed! Give him the call!" ex-to be trusted. He agreed to have eight dogs and a claimed Dick. good sled to meet us and he will not fail; but where's Now, the Unknown had a voice like a fog horn, and your flag? I see nothing at all and I've been look-when he bellowed: "Jake, Jake!" the man must ing every way I could think of, too." have been deaf, indeed, not to hear him. "Every way but the right one," laughed the de-And the cry was heard. Immediately the man by tect1ve. "By the Jumping Jeremiah, I've bee)l watch-the log hut pulled off his hat and began waving it. ing you Look up there!" Then he ran into the hut and came out with another The Unknown pointed almost directly overhead, man, and both hurried down the pass to meet Young and there, sure enough, soaring from the top of the Klondike and his friends. ledges on the left was Old Glory, a most welcome "It's Pierre and J; !" cried Ned. "We are all sight for our weary travelers. right now." The pass wound around between the ledges, and And so they were for the time being, for a warm soon they saw a small log hut ahead of them with the fire and a good supper lay ahead of them. fiag waving frbm the peak of the roof. Jake was a queer old fellow who kept this log hut "The Relay House!" cried Dick. as a sort of tavern for the accommodation of miners "At last we spot it!" echoed the Unknown. "I and prospectors traveling to and from the old Rusbegan to think that Jake's was only a myth and that sian diggings, by the way of the Barman Fields. we were to go on climbing up among the clouds for-In the winter his Relay House was a perfect god-ever. Now for the Barman Fields! I'm prepared to send and had saved the lives of many. find them balmy and to see the green grass growing I Never before had Young Klondike visited it, but he all around." had often heard of the place, and when in anticipa"Which is what you won't," laughed Ned. "Any-I tion of this journey he arranged to have Pierre, the one who expects to see anything but snow on the I guide, meet them there with the dog sled, he knew Barman Fields at this time of the year, or any other, that his interests would be well looked out for by is going to get most beautifully left." Jake, and yet the proprietor of the Relay House Now, what Young Klondike said was true enough, I charged nothing for his accommodation. in part. If a traveler had money .and chose to make Jake a The Barman Fields were anything but grassy. present, well and good. If he had not he was wel-The name was applied to a long stretch of land come to whatever there was going, just the same, and which, being away up here in the mountains, is cova right royal welcome Young Klondike's party re ered with snow about ten months in the year. A litceived now. tle more and it would be a glacier; but it was not There was a big log fire roaring up the chimney in that. Young Klondike misstated when he said that the open fireplace, a long table stood ready set, and there was always snow on the Barman Fields. There there was an appetizing odor of roasting bear meat was enough here now, however, and as the boys lookproceeding from the little lean-to kitchen behind the ed ahead they could see the long level stretch extend-hut. ing in between the cliffs as far as the eye could reach, 1 When supper was served it proved to be all that


r: -------YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. 3 one could wish for; Jake was an indefatigable hunter and a splendid cook. ''When do you start, Mr. Golden?" asked Jake, after he had served the party all around. "Well, that depends upon Pierre," replied Ned. "We are pretty well tired out. I suppose you could accommodate us for the night if we decide to stay?" "Certainly I can," replied Jake. There is plenty of room in the Relay House, such as it is. There's the loft for the lady and bunks here by the fire with plenty of blankets and bearskins, but I should not postpone my start until morning if I were you." "Hello I Why not?" asked Ned. "What do you know?" "He' s afraid of a snowstorm," said Pierre, the guide, "and upon my word it does look very much that way." "It's coming sure," said Jake, "and if you will take my advice, gentlemen, you want to get off the Barman Fields before it comes. Down in the Great Swamp it will probably be rain and that will rather help you on your way than otherwise, but to be caught in a snowstorm on the fields or here in the Relay House might delay you for a week, or even worse if you should be unfortunate enough to lose your way.'" "Then you think, Mr. Jake, that we ought to go ahead tonight ?" asked Edith. In a few moments the sled was ready and Edith tucked away under the warm bearskins. Ned, Dick and the Unknown placed themselves as best they could, and away they went flying across the Barman Fields. It was time they started if they expected to avoid the coming storm. The night was starless; dense gray clouds were scudd ing across the sky. A strong wind, damp and chilly blew down upon them from the northeast. "It is going to be a terrible night," groaned the detective. "By the Jumping Jeremiah, I feel it in my bones.'' \ Were the bones of the Unknown prophets or were they liable to make mistakes like the men who run our weather bureau? The next chapter will tell about that, for just as Jake predicted the storm came, and it caught Young Klondike's party as they went flying across that desolate mountain table known as the Barman Fields. CHAPTER II. n owN THE DEVIL'S SLIDE. PIERRE, this is a bad business." "Bad enough, boss, but still the dogs are well used to all sorts of weather, and remember, it is not so easy to get lost on the Barman Fields. We can't go more than a mile right or left without striking the cliffs, and then all we have to do is to follow on to the end "I do, most decidedly," replied the old man. "Jake a '1d me have been talking it over, boss," said Pierre, "and we think you ought to push on if you can; if we have any kind of luck by half past four we ought to be at the end of Barman Fields. There we would be safe, for once down the mountain, we need hardly expect snow, and I reckon we can all of the valley where we go down on to the tundra." of us stand a rain storm if worse com e s to worse." "True," replied Ned. "That makes it safer in That's settled, then," said Ned. "Whatever you theory, if we get mixed is to hinder us P H th d ?" from gomg round and round m a circle; you know say goes, ierre. ow are e ogs. th h l'k "I d d't' A fi 1 t I d ,, at is t e great danger m a storm i e this. n goo con i 10n. s ne a o as ever rove. "T tl d h d 1,, d th U k "I 1 f th t 'd Ed' th "I t t o le wm s wit anger cne e n nown. can vouc 1 or a sa1 I wen ou I W 1 11 ht d 't' d l d 1 k t th h .1 1 d' e are gomg a ong a ng an I s not a bllzz;ard an 1a a oo a em w l e you were oa mg our t b ,, ye y any means. packs on to the sled. They are splendid fellows, and "WI t th t 1 1 1 t t th h h B F ld 1a ever we row ou is I rn y o go o e oug t to carry us over t e arman ie s m great d t ht,, 'd Ed' th "D' d 't h ,, wm s o-mg sa1 I l you ever see i s ape. blow harder than it does?" "Dick-Zed-what do you say?" Ned asked. "Why, certainly, I have," replied the detective. "Shall we go?" "When I was chasing my man in Russia in '73 I saw "Decidedly," replied the detective. the wind blow so that it stripped Ui.e clothes right off "By all means," added Dick. a boy, and left him nothing but a paper colla.r." "Then we will start at once; the sooner the better. "Bosh!" exclaimed Ned. "That's one of your fish Pierre, harness up, Dick will help you. Jake, here's stories." something for our supper.'' "Fish! Right you are! I was fishing at the time "No, boss, no! I don't take pay," said Jake. in the Volga, and just as the gust came I had a big "It's not pay. I know your ways, old man. This carp on the hook. It blew the carp right out of the house is a great convenience and must be supported. water and up into a tree, and I had a deuce of a job Here, this is not for you, but for the benefit of travel-getting him down again, for he flopped about so that ers who may come after us and cannot pay. Keep he wound the line around a branch and I spoiled a the Relay House up, and will always prosper." new pair of unmentionables shinning up the tree after 'l'hus saying Young Klondike placed five twenty-him-that's a fact; you can believe it or not, just as dollar gold pieces in old Jake's unwilling hand, and in I you please." spite of his protest forced him to accept it. "I have just that same implicit faith in it that I J


\ 4 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. have in all the rest of your yarns,'' laughed Ned, I the rocks, I'm sure, although I must confess it is some "but speaking of blizzards, if this isn't one it is next forty feet wide, and one might run a long time with door to it. It's blowing harder than ever and I'm out seeing the cliffs in a storm like this." not at all sure that we are not already lost." Now it would have been quite as well if the guide Pierre made no reply to this. In fact he had been had mentioned this danger sooner. looking out anxiously for some moments, trying in Then Young Klondike could have been on the look vain to penetrate the mass of whirlmg flakes and lo-out for it, but as it was the news of its existence had cate the cliffs on their right, toward which he had no more than come to him before the danger spot was been directing the dogs for some moments now. close at hand. But this it seemed impossible to do. The cliffs "Rocks on the right!" shouted the Unknown sud-should have been there, but they were not. denly. As the moments passed the fury of the storm in"Merciful Heavens! It's the Devil's Slide! We creased. are right upon it !" yelled Pierre, and he dropped the Soon a regular blizzard was upon them-one of the the reins and sprang off the sled without losing a sec-kind we read about, but so seldom see. 1 ond. If the wind 'had blown hard before, its force was j It was impossible for Young Klondike's party to doubled now. 'l'he snow whirled about them in the imitate his example. They were so wound up in the most blinding fashion. bearskins that they could not move. In a few moments more Young Klondike realized The frowning cliffs made themselves more apparent that the worst had happened. through the gloom. Young Klondike tried to seize They were lost in the blizzard, and the chance of find-the reins, but they were trailing on the snow. ing their way until the storm ceased looked pretty "Keep your seats!" he cried. "It is the only slim. thing that will save us '!" and whipping out his knife Pierre, what's to be done?" he asked, after a lit-he cut the traces. tle. "Where are those cliffs ?" Not an instant too soon. "I'm sure I don't know, boss,'' replied the guide, A second later and the sled passed directly over gloomily. "I've crossed the Barman Fields a good three of the dogs, slow to get out of its path, and many times, but I never saw it as bad as this." went whirling dowri the side of the mountain. "We are going around in a circle. That's what!" They were on the Devil's Slide. Down two thou-cried the Unknown. sand feet they must go and nothing could stop them. "I'm afraid we are." But the snow? Would it hold all the way? "Then, by the Jumping Jeremiah, let's stop it! If so there was some chance for them, but if it Let's take a. tumble to ourselves and go straight should suddenly give out and the sled was to con ahead !" tinue its journey down over the ragged rocks of the "Easier said than done, gents. It seems to me slide there was but little hope. that I am driving straight ahead as it is." "Brace up, friends!" cried Young Klondike. "Give the dogs their head. Let them lead the "Dick, you hold on to Edith We are going to make way." this run all right, and you'll see!" "That's a good idea," said Edith. "I'm sure Was it so? they'll know which way to take us." The speed attained by the sled was frightful, and it "Something must be done," said Pierre. "I own seemed to be increasing. up, gentlemen, I'm stumped." Down they flew, faster, faster, always gaining. "And the danger?" asked Young Klondike, as The snow beating in their faces now grew soft and calmly as if there had been none at all. wet. "Is great. We may have run between the cliffs Rain was ahead of them; there could be no doubt through Big Buck canyon. We should be pretty near of it. there now." Young Klondike realized his danger, but he could "Allowing so, what then?" not speak. Pierre shuddered. "Then we come to the Devil's It was the same with the others. They were Slide,'' he said. "That's where the rocks slope sud-breathless, even the Unknown was silent now as they denly down onto the Great Swamp, a distance of flew on. Down Down! Down some two thousand feet." "It's coming," thought Young Klondike, for now "By the Jumping Jeremiah, there's a coast for it was rain and not snow which began beating in theil' you!" cried the Unknown; "a two thousand foot faces. run! Phew Why, tobogganing in Montreal And the sled was still descending with lightning wouldn't be in it How long is this canyon, brother? speed. How soon may we expect to begin coasting if we are Down! Down Down Down the Devil's Slide, in it now?" !Jerhaps to death. "Why, the canyon is perhaps a quarter of a mile in length," replied Pierre, "but don't suggest it, boss. We can hardly be in the canyon now or we should see


YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. 5 CHAPTER III. Left on the Barman Fields in the blizzard, he might as well have been in the moon. WHO IS THIS MAN? As soon as the goods had been made secure Young Klondike began looking about to see what could be No one could blame Young Klondike or any of his done next. party for expecting death in that awful moment, for Of course it was very uncomfortable to think of now the sled was bounding along over the bare rocks, staying there under the rocks in the rain, but on the and so dense was the gloom that they could not see a other hand without Pierre to guide them, Young yard ahead of them. Klondike's party had not the faintest idea which way But it was not to be. Death was not to come to go, so for a few moments they just stood there Just as Ned was giving up in despair, the sled looking at each other, shivering with the chill of their bounded off the rocks, and with a drop of perhaps wet gar'ments and feeling about as uncomfortable as twenty feet ended its mad rush in the water, but bet-it was possible for human beings to be. ter a cold bath in the rain than the awful fate which "By the Jumping Jeremiah, this won't do!" ex Young: Klondike believed awaited them at the end of claimed the Unknown, at last. "We shall all get the Devil's Slide. pneumonia if we stay here. It reminds me of the "Look to Edith, Dick!" shouted Ned. "I'll take time when I was lost in the great Dismal Swamp care of the goods." down in Virginia in the fall of 1842." "I'm all right. Nobody need mind me!" cried "Rats!" cried Dick. "How old were you in 1842 ?, Edith. "Zed has given me a helping hand." It was always the same with the Unknown. "Rubbish!" exclaimed Ned. "!don't believe you He was up and dressed, as the saying goes, upon were ever lost in the Dismal Swamp." all occasions, and he had seized Edith in his arms, and "Now, come, it's have one's word doubted was swimming with her toward the bank before in this fashion," said the deLective. "I was goil).g Young Klondike had time to speak. to say that after wandering about there for fourteen It was so dark that they could not see each other. days and fifteen nights-no, I'm wrong, it was fifteen The blinding rain dashing in their faces added to the days and fourteen nights, but it don't; matter-I saw difficulty, but once assured of Edith's safety, Ned and a light ahead and went for it and-by the Jumping Dick went bravely to work to get the sled out of the Jeremiah, I see a light ahead now!" slew. Now, all this talk on the part of the Unknown was "Here! Give us a push, Dick!" shouted Ned, who just to give him time to look more mtently at the had crawled out upon the bank and had hold of the light which he had discovered a few moments before front of the sled. "Up she goes! That's the talk. and he wanted to locate it before he spoke. Once more That's it! That's it Confound the "There you are, boys !'' he cried. "It's a hut, thing! It's as heavy as lead, but we are gaining. and it stands right on the edge of the tundra, about Try again! Now, then, both together and out she three-quarters of a mile from here." comes!" "There is a light there, sure enough," said Ned, With a might effort the sled was dragged and looking in the direction which the Unknown pointed. pushed up upon the bank just as Edith and the Un-"Strange I did not see it before, and I was looking known came hurrying up ready to lend a helping that way, too." hand. "Nothing strange about it," replied the detective. The danger was now over. "It's a mere spark, flashes up, and then goes down Drenched to the skin, the entire party now were to again. See, it's gone now." be sure, but then they had been that before and so "Right you are! I can't see it, now." they cared little for the additional wetting. "No; nor I. It's a fire on a hearth, though." In fact, this sort of thing did not worry them a "Hold on How do you know that?" demanded bit, for there was no sort of exposure or rough hand-Dick. "How do you know it's a hut at all?" ling that Young Klondike and his friends were not "Now, then! Now, then! Do you want me to used to. give away the secrets of my profession? However, They pulled the sled further up on the bank, and I'll do it for you. Follow the ground along with your finding that the waterproof wrappings had protect-eye, and you will see that the light is raised about ed all their goods perfectly, began to congratulate 1 four feet above it. There it comes again-now you themselves upon their narrow escape. can see." 1 "But where are we, anyhow?" cried the Un-"You're right about that," said Edith. "I do known. "It's so blessed dark that I can't see anysee." thing." "Very good. That tells me that the light is shin" Too bad about poor Pierre," said Edith. "I'm ing through a window. I know that it's a fire on the afraid he will perish up there on the mountain." hearth from the way it goes up and down." And indeed the prospect was very bad for the "Well, for Heaven's sake, if it's a fire in a hut let's g-uide, but as far as sending him any help was con-go for it !" exclaimed Edith. "Why do we stay talkci>rned, that was simply out of the question. 1 ing here?" j


6 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND 'fHE MAD MINER. "But our goods," said Dick. "Are we to leave I man was going to manage to pull hirn:self up clea1 of them behind us?" the floor the Unknown declared he could not see. "We must," said Ned. We all need dry clothes Shut the door Shut tne door he cried, after and shelter. The goods must take their chances, but they had talked the matter over a few moments. I don't believe anything will happen to them. Come '1 We've got to make ourselves comfortable here, along!" madman or no madman." They all started toward the hut, for such it proved "That's the talk," said Ned, closing the door. to be. "Pull down that window, Dick, I'll explore the loft. It stood right under the rocks facing the tundra, a Edith must. change her clothes at once." two-story affair, built of logs in a very substantial And indeed they were all in need of a change of fashion. The light flashing behind the wind.ow sug-clothes with as little delay as possible, and with this gested a cozy fireside, which was most welcome to idea in mind they had brought along their grips from our travelers, drenched as they were and shivering the sled. with cold. The loft was a roomy, cotnfortable place, and as Ned pushed on in advance, and seeing that the door Ned could not see a trace of up there, Edith stood partly open, stepped in without knocking. retired to it joining the boys later on. Instantly his companions heard him give a wild Meanwhile Ned, Dick and the Unknown stripped by shout, and saw him make a rush into the hut. the fire and rubbing themselves down with dry towels Hello What's the matter now?" cried Dick, and putting on dry underclothes and trousers, were running forward. soon in better shape. Ned sprang out through the door before he could Their coats and vests were hung before the open reach it. "Look, look!" he shouted, pointing up to fire to dry, as were Edith's clothes when she threw the rocks behind the hut. them down from the loft. They already saw the strange figure. It was a man "This is all right," said the detective. "As your wrapped in a bearskin, with the head and claws ex-madman don't seem to come back, Young Klondike, posed. we may as well take possession here. Anything to Apparently he had jumped out of the back window eat in the cupboard? No, not a taste! Your madof the hut. Now he was scrambling up the rocks, man must have been a starving madman if this is shouting wildly. where he lives." His words were gibberish. What he said no one The Unknown was rummaging all around the room, could make out. but there were no provisions of any kind in the hut, In a moment he gained a rocky shelf about a hun-although there were dishes and pots and pans and dred feet above them. Here he paused for an in-everything that a miner would need. stant, shook his fist at Young Klondike's party, and There were also mining tools and a bag containing running in among the broken ledges, disappeared. about twenty ounces of gold dust. "Good gracious !" cried Edith; "what sort of a This would seem to indicate that the madman had thing is that?" been trying his hand at gold digging. "A madman!" gasped Ned. "A madman as But it was all guess work, for the night passed and sure as fate !" the stranger did not return. "Think so?" said Dick. "He acted as if he was Edith was the only one who slept. She retired to afraid of us, and--" the loft after awhile, but Young Klondike and the "Why, he was in the act of committing suicide !" others sat around the fire until morning. cried Ned. "He was just going to hang himself. About six o'clock it stopped raining, and by seven By thunder, he would have done it in another mo-the clouds had cleared away and the stars came out ment if I hadn't come in as I did." in all their glory, and what can be greater than the "Mad l Of course he's mad!" exclaimed the de-glory of the Alaskan night. tective; "but what in thunder do we care as longas "No use waiting for daylight," said Young Klonhe's gone. Come on, children! We're going for the dike, throwing open the door and looking out of the comforts of that fire. There's no one else there, I hut. "We may as well go down and drag up the suppose, Ned?" sled now. We want breakfast. As soon as it's day" No," said Ned; "there'snooneelsethatisaw. I light we'll start for the pass where we would have declare it has put me all in a tremble. I never was so come down from the Barman Fields. We must go startled in my life as when I came in there and saw back and have a look for poor Pierre if he still lives, that fellow hanging. Look! There's the rope l He or for his body if he perished in the storm." had it around bis neck, but just as soon as he saw me "That means another night in the hut," said the he threw it off and sprang out the window, wpich was Unknown. "Well, if it must be it must, although I wide open, as you see it now." don't like the delay. Wonder what has become of The rope was fastened to a big hook, which was our madman?" screwed into a beam overhead. It was easy enough to wonder, but the Unknown's One end was twisted into a noose, but just how the I curiosity was not to be gratified.


r I YOUNG .KLONDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. 7 The sled was found undisturbed where they left it, "No, no!" said Edith. "Wehaveanaphthalaunch. and they drew it up to the hut. named for me and I'm not going to have my name A good fire was built on the hearth, and breakfast tacked on to this fiat-bottomed tub." started. It was all ready by the time Edith c a me "It shan' t be named at all, then,'' declared N ed. down. "Come now, Zed, are you ready to go off up to the As yet nothing bad been seen of the stvanger. Barman Fields? Wish you didn't have to; but I sup y oung Klondike bis friends were still asking pose one of us ought to go." themselves the question: "Who is this man?" The detective declared himself quite ready, and a. After the sun rose all started for the p a ss. It was few moments later he started up with his rifle and a beautiful day and quite warm, C eye could reach. Great flocks of duck and blackbirds the hut. were to be se e n passing over it here and there. 4,s soon as be was gone, Ned and Dick dragged the "Good shooting off there in the slews, Edith," re-boat down to the slew and launched it. marked the detective, as they walked along. "We'll bring it back full of ducks, and when we "We'll try it later on," said Edith. "I shouldn't leave the hut we'll leave that poor fellow provisions mind a little ducking if we only had a boat." enough for a week at least,'' Young Klondike de-" Of course our boat is supposeq to be waiting clared, and be bad no more than made the remark,. for us at the pass," said Ned. "Those were the orders. than Dick spied the man away up on the mountain I sent a man to the old Russian camps two weeks side. ago with orders to have a good boat sent up for There be stood on a projecting ledge, his bearskin us and left there. I have no doubt it has been done." flung over bis shoulders. "Then I tell you what,'' said the detective. "Let He was down at them attentively. Dick me go back up the mountain alone. I'll take good gave him the bail and he and Ned shouted themselves care of myself, and positively promise not to run hoarse, but the man just stood there staring and any risk. While I'm gone you can go duck shoot never moved. ing, and try to get some idea of the big swamp, Who can he be?" exclaimed Edith. "Certainly but for Heaven's sake don't get lost in it and ex-be is a most mysterious person." pect me to find you. I don't want any such job as j It was the same old business. Again they found tha. t themselves asking each other the same question ; Nobody made any objection to this plan. "Who is that man?" The Unknown was always pleased to get off by himself and oft .en when they were in camp for any length of time the detective would disappear and be gone for days together. Sometimes he would give an account of himself upon his return, but oftener he would not. It was just ac cording to how he happened to feel. They now pushed on and after a walk of about two miles came to the pass. There was no mistaking it. A narrow canyon here penetrated the mountain and they could see that it rose abruptly a little further on. It was the famous pass to the Barman Fields be yond a doubt. Highe r up they could see snow in the pass. The top of the ridge was perfectly white. All walked up the canyon for a short distance to get an idea of how it ran. Before they had gone a dozen yards they came upon the boat. It lay under an overhanging ledge and was a sub s1:;antially built a ffair, flat-bottomed and well adopted to pushing about among the slews in the great swamp. I "Just the thing!" cried Ned, turning it over and having a look. "We can finish our journey all right in that. What shall we call it? I see it isn't named.'' "Call it the Edith," suggested Dick. CHAPTER IV. THE LITTLE STRIKE ON THE EDGE OF THE GREAT SWAMP. "THERE! He moves at last!" "Look out He's going to shoot !" "Pshaw, Dick! His rifle wouldn't far." Think not?" carry this "l'm sure of it. See, he puts it down again. He knows very well it won't. Now he's going a way." Here they were still watching the m ysterious stranger, who now suddenly turned and went off out. of sight among the rocks, waving his hand as he disappeared. "Gone again!" exclaimed Ned. "Well, let him go. What can w e do about it. Wonder if he'll steal our goods, though? That's a little more to the point." But Young Klondike had thought of this before they left the but, and had already decided to take bis chances, so they all went off down the slew in the boat and spent three hours duck shooting. The short day was well advanced when they re-


8 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. turned to the hut, pulling up to the front of the slope "We can't doubt it," said Dick. "Well, the letter in their boat. tells us his name, anyhow, and that is something." "Wonder if our things are all right?" exclaimed His first name, Dick ?" Dick. "Do you know it has been worrying me con-"Yes, and his last." siderably." "No!" "Get inside and see," replied Ned. "I'll make the "Doesn't it say George Rex?" boat fast here." "Look here, Dick!" said Edith. "I thought you Edith followed Dick, and in a moment Ned heard knew more than that. Rex means king." her calling : "Pshaw So it does I did know it, but I'd for" He's been here!" she cried. "The madman has gotten. Say, Ned, there don't seem to be anything been here He's left a letter for you, Ned, and, oh, missing here as .far as I can make out." you ought to see the way he has put the things." "Let's go right down to the white rock and see Ned hurried back to the hut and found that every what there is in this letter," exclaimed Ned. "I have thing they owned had been thoroughly overhauled. an idea we may meet him there." Every box had been broken open, and their contents "But where is this white rock? Have you any now lay scattered about the hut in the most fantastic idea?" fashion. "Not the faintest. I fancy we ought to be able to Out of the canned goods a pyramid had been built find it if it exists outside of the madman's mind." in the middle of the floor. But the white rock was easier found than they anOut of Young Klondike's wet clothes-now dry-a I ticipated. stuffed figure had been made, and another out of When they went out of the hut and took a look Dick's. along the base of the cliffs, they could see ahead of The trousers were filled with dried tundra moss, so them a great projecting rock which looked as if it was that they stood upright on the floor, and upon a covered with snow. stick which was run down into one of the legs, the There you are !" cried Edith. "There's your coats and vests, also stuffed with moss, were hung, white rock." .and a cap hung over the top of each pole. "It's a white rock, fast enough," said Ned, "but These two figures faced each other, and looked like I don't see how one can expect to strike gold here at .a pair of tailor's dummies. the edge of the swamp." Then Edith's clothes were all tied up in knots, and "Let's go over and see what it looks like," said rolled into an immense wad, and tied with at least Dick. "It can't do any harm." twenty strings. So they all walked over to the place, and when they Everything else was served in the same fantastic reached it, there, sure enough, w a s a shaft sunk some fashion, and naturally the boys did not like it very eighteen feet down, right at the foot of the rock. well. A pick, a shovel, and other tools lay scattered "The man is surely mad !" declared Edith. "Why, about. There was also a rocker and several baskets my dress is ruined and as for my hat I shall simply for carrying earth. have to throw it away." "If one man dug that hole it took himathundering-"It looks like the work of a parcel of schoolboys," long time," 'said Ned. "I must go down and see

a as UWO: WWW www -YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. little digging before I can tell what the show really I "In that case you would have found his tracks,. is." wouldn't you?" ''What do you want? The pick?" called Dick. I suppose so. Didn't see any sign of them,. "Yes, and the shovel. I'll go right at it. It isn't though. Still he may have gone along over the cliffs.,,. frozen very hard. It will be easy enough digging, I Now all this was rather unsatisfactory, and it cast think." a gloom over the whole party to feel that the unfor-Dick let down the pick and shovel and offered to J tunate guide was probably dead. come down himself and help. But Ned did not stop working, and he soon had "No, no! I can get along all right," said Ned. enough of the gold-bearing earth out to make his "Don't propose to do any great amount of work here test. anyhow ; it' s too late in the day for that." This Dick hoisted up in a bucket and then Ned came So N cd seized the pick and went to work breaking out of the shaft, and they packed the frozen clods in up t he fallen earth. the buckets up to the hut. Some would have considered this good hard work, It was rich. There was no doubt about it. They but Young Klondike too weil used to digging in could see the gold sticking out all over it. Ned,. frozen ground to have any such idea. however, was determined to make a closer test than He soon had the loose clods broken up and shoveled this. to one side. They had made a small strike at the edge of the This exposed the wall of the shaft on the east, and Great Swamp, and there was no telling what use they Ned gave it but one look when he shouted out: might wish to make of it later on. "A strike! A strike!" There was a big tub outside the hut and this was "Gold !" cried Dick and Edith in a breath. taken in by the fire, filled with water and the frozen "You bet! mad that man may be, but there's dirt dumped in. method in his madness. There's gold here all right." "Now, then, let it stay and soak," said Ned. "Nuggets or dust? Or is it flake gold?" "I'm as hungry as a wolf, and we must have din Why, I reckon it's all three. I can see the nug-1 ner. Time enough to do our panning afterward. gets and the flake gold, but of course I can't see the Who knows but the madman may favor us with a, dust." call." "Can't you get some of it out?" "Perhaps. It's mighty hard though." "Shan't I come down and help ?" "No ; I think we won't go much further. I'll take CHAPTER V. some of this out and we'll carry it up to the hut and thaw it. After dinner we'll do a little panning. I THE MAD MINER SHOWS HIMSELF AGAIN. Hello! Who is that shouting? The madman again?" "WHAT0S the matter with you, Dick? Don't yo11 "No! It's the Unknown! He's coming. By feel well?" gracious, I'm glad to see him back again, too! l was "Tired," said Dick. "Going without sleep last more than half afraid he'd get lost up there in the night did it, I suppose. I'm dead tired, that's all." snow." Dick had been rather dumpy during dinner, and Thus saying Dick answered the U nknown's call, and now he leaned his head on his hand and closed his in a few moments the detective had joined them at eyes. the mouth of the shaft. "Get into one of the bunks and take a snooze," said "What in thunder are you fellows doing down Young Klondike. "You'll feel all right again after here?" he demanded. "Mining again! Will this forty winks." thing never stop?" I suppose I should." "We are trying to work the madman's mine," said "I'm sure you will. Try it." Dick, "and Ned has just made a small strike." "But how about the panning? I don't want to "Good enough! Who's been at work in the hut? leave you to do that alone." I see some one has been raising t.he very old mischief "Oh, Edith will help me out with the panning," de-there ?" clared Ned, and Dick turned into the bunk and was "We suppose it's the madman," said Edith, "but, fast asleep in a moment. of course, we can't actually tell. What about Pierre? The Unknown offered his senices at the pan, but Did you find any trace of the poor fellow, Zed?" Ned would not have them, so he sat down by the "Not the faintest. I prowled around in the snow for table and watched Young Klondike and Edith as they more than two hours. The wind has leveled every-did their work. thing off clean. All our tracks are obliterated, and I The earth was now entirely thawed, and had settled it's just one smooth white field. There are plenty of down into the bottom of the tub. holes in the cliffs where the poor fellow could have Ned scooped out a lot of it in the pan, and Edith found shelter and he may have started back for the held a pail to catch the water as he washed it out. Relay House. after the storm was over "There's gold here, plenty of it," declared Young


10 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. Klondike. "Some of these nuggets are really quite good size." "Think it would pay to work that shaft, dear boy?" demanded the Unknown. "I shouldn't wonder. Still it would interfere with <>ur plans to remain here. Besides, I don't feel much like putting in time on another man's claim." "That's what's the matter. You are ordered to do it by the king, though, and the king must be obeyed." "Ahem! Yes! The king must be obeyed!" cried :a voice at the window. Of course, all eyes were turned in the direction of the sound. Even Dick was on the alert being awak -ened at once by the strange voice. There stood the mad miner, still wearing his bear skin, the head hanging down over his shoulders. He was a man of about forty years, dressed in a dirty buckskin suit, which could be seen beneath the bearskin. His long hair hung down loosely over his shoulders, and his eyes gleamed strangely. He carried a knotted club in his hand. H Drop that pan!" shouted the strange figure, be ginninl to climb in at the window. "Drop that pan I'm the king of the Klondike All the gold in Alaska is mine, and you are thieves trying to rob me!" "He's mad!" exclaimed the Unknown, seizing his rifle. "He's as mad as a March hare!" Ned dropped the pan and threw himself in front of Edith. Dick sprang out of the bunk and seized his "We must humor him," whispered the Unknown, and he walked up to the man and held out his hand. "Why, how arc you?" he exclaimed. "Never recognized you until now. Of course we'll pay. A million dollars is nothing to us, only we haven't got it with us. I'll write you a check." "Come, that's the way to do business," exclaim ed the man, shaking hands. "Are you going to stay here long? I ask because I expect my friends, the Duke of Greenland and the Emperor of Siberia, to dine with me this day week. I shall want the use of the kitchen fire then, because I have to roast a mastodon that I've caught, and am fattening up in the woods." "Certainly," said the Unknown, with perfect gravity. "We'll get out that day. Shall I write you the check now?" "I wish you would. I've got to pay my laundry bill, and it will come handy. I suppose you know the Emperor of China is doing my washing this winter? I believe I told you that before." "Of course you did, but you didn't tell me your name; I shall have to write it in the check, you know." "My name? Do you insist in having my name?" "Well, isn't it necessary?" "I don't know. Do you carry your name in your pocket? Do you give it to every tramp who asks for it? Say?" The man thrust his {ace close to the Unknown's and seemed to be angry, but Ned and Dkk could scarcely keep a straight face, for, in spite of the abrifle, too. surdity of these questions, they hit the Unknown But there seemed to be no necessity for the rifles, hard. for the mad miner flung his club into one corner, and "I lost my name about ten years ago," he replied, pressing his hands against his sides, burst out into a with the utmost gravity. "I haven't seen it since." wild laugh. "And I left mine up on the rocks. I'll go and get "Come, come, neighbor! Brace up and give an acit!" cried the madman. "By-by! See you later! count of yourself!" cried the detective. "Let's know Whoop! Here she goes!" who you are." He sprang upon the table, and jumping down on the "I told you," replied the man, checking his laugh other side flung open the window and leaped out all in for the moment. "I'm the king of the Klondike an instant. Ha, ha, ha Ha, ha, ha!" The last they saw of him he was running up the I salute your majesty," replied Ned, in a very rocks laughing wildly. They were able to follow him serious tone, at the same time making a profound with their eyes for a few moments and then he disap bow. "I have followf:d out your orders, you see. You peared. told me to work, and I am working. I have dug out "Well!" exclaimed Edith, "that was a visitation! :a lot of dirt and now I am going to wash it. The The poor fellow is stark, staring mad!" gold is yours, however. I'm not a thief, I assure you. "No mistake about it," said Young Klondike. Whatever comes out you shall have." "You handled him well, Zed, 1 must say. It seems "Rats Rubbish Who's talking to you?" cried terrible. I wish we could do something for him, but the man, who evidently had not the faintest recollecI suppose there is no use thinking of that." tion of the letter. "What do you mean by taking "I don't see what we can do for him," the detective possession of my house here ? Are you going to pay replied; "he won't stand still an instant, and he can't me rent? I'm a business man. The rent of this keep his mind fixed upon one subject long enough to house is a million dollars a month. I want mymoney I give an account of himself." now." "Or tell his name," laughed Dick. And the mad miner began pounding on the table to "Exactly." -enforce his demand, his eyes blazing wildly. "Of course he is mad. Any man who won't tell his Edith got away off into the corner, for he seemed name can't be anything else." to be particularly attracted by her pretty face. "Certainly not, dear boy. You are quite right.


a YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. 11 You are not the first one who has told the old Unknown he was mad, and I don't think you will be the last!" Suppose you prove your sanity by telling your name now," suggested Ned. "You don't want to be classed with tha.t poor wretch, I'm sure." "I'll think of it, dear boy, but we must be moving. We can't fool away our time here." "Don't know about that. This pan is pretty well loaded with gold." Work was novY resumed on the panning. The yield e:,f dust, nuggets and flake gold was highly satisfactory. Not a doubt existed t _hat a rich claim could be de veloped there at the edge of the tundra. But after due consideration it was decided to have hothing to do with it. Young Klondike had come into this desolate region for a definite purpose, and he did not wish to be turned away from it now. "We'll start through the Great Swamp to-morrow," he declared just before they turned in for the night, which passed quietly. Ned, Dick and the Un known took turns watching, but nothing occurred. Young Klondike was the last on guard, and once away along toward morning he heard a wild cry up on the cliffs and thought the madman was coming, but he did not show himself, nor was the cry heard again. ,.Between half past five and six o'clock Ned, who was sitting by the fire at the time dozed off, some thing which he ought notto have done of course, and when he awoke he was greatly vexed to find that the Unknown had wakened up and gone out. "Confound it I shall never hear the last of that now," he thought. "Why couldn't I have kept a ,wake just at that unfortunate time !" He hurried out of the hut and shouted for the de tective, but got no answer; breakfast was eaten with out the detective, and when the sun rose he had not yet returned. "Bother!" exclaimed Edith. "I wish Zed could have refrained from treating us to one of his mysterious disappearances just about this time. I wanted to see an early start into the swamp; we've got to pick our _way, and it will be a bad business to get caught in the dark on the tundra and no place to camp for the night." Now it should be mentioned that Pierre, the guide, assured them that they would be able to make the passage of the tundra between daylight and dark ness. Young Klondike expected to be clear of the Great Swamp before sundown and to reach Klopstock, the first mining camp on the old Russian diggings, shortly after dark. But in order to do this it was necessary to start at once and, of course, they could not start without the Unlmown. "Well, there's no use in fooling away our time here," said Ned. "Of course we may as well go to work." "I suppose so," replied Dick, "but what are you going to do with the gold you dig out of that shaft?" "Keep it and use it to help this poor man. As soon as we reach Klopstock we will hire a party to return here and hunt him up and take him to Forty Mile where he can be comfortably cared for. The gold will probably pay all expenses, and if it don't I'll add more to it." "A good idea," said Edith. "We'll work away just as though we were working for ourselves." So they all returned to the shaft, and put in an hour hoisting pay dirt, and a second hour washing it out. The yield was large. Young Klondike had a bet ter opinion of the mine ever. than before. As he and Dick stood talking about it while Edith was sewing up some small bags to carry the gold in, they were suddenly startled by hearing the Un known's shout up on the cliffs. "Look out for him! He's coming !" the detective cried. Of course all eyes were turned in the direction of the cries, and up on top of the first ledge they saw the madman running for all he was worth, closely pursued by the Unknown. He set up a wild yell as he caught sight of them, and with a quick movement of his arms, flung off the bearskin, running on without it, his long hair flying in the wind, while in his ha.nd he clutched a small bag which seemed to contain gold. The detective seized the bearskin and held it up. "Look out for him, boys. He's mad!" yelled the Unknown. He had no more than spoken, when the wild looking man who had shed thjl bearskin leaped off the rock. "It is gold! Gold!" he shouted, waving the bag. "I'm the king of the Klondike I'm the richest man on earth!" "We won't shoot unless we have to!" cried Ned, flinging up his rifle to be pref>ared for the worst. "Stop him! Stop him!" shouted the detective. Don't hurt the poor wretch, but stop him if you can." This, however, was something easier said than done. The mad miner ran like a deer, steering away from the boys and making for the tundra. Ned tried to intercept him, but it was no use. Unless he fired there was no such thing as stopping the man. An instant later and he gained the tundra, where he plunged in among the moss and disappeared. "There !" cried the Unknown, "that's my luck again. By the Jumping Jeremiah, I thought I had my man, and now just at the last moment he escapes." "I couldn't help it !" answered Ned. "Don't blame me. How was I to know that you were going to chase him down here just at this particular time." The Unknown jumped down off the rock and came up panting. "Sure enough. I suppose you could not know," he


12 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND 'l'HE .MAD .M.1NER. said. Ye gods and little fishes I set my heart On Dick Luckey was standing up in the boat looking solvingthis mystery, but I see it is not to be." off over the tundra. "You've got his bearskin, anyway," said Edith. The sun, as red as blood, was just sinking below the "I'm sorry for that. The poor fellow will freeze to horizon. death without it." It was moss, moss everywhere, as far as the eye "And don't blame me for that," said the detective. could reach, until it penetrated into the dim distance, "How was I to know that he was going to throw it and there were the snow-capped mountains, further Off?," ff h o t an ever, seemingly, and yet Young Klondike's "What I blame you for, Zed, is because you will go party had been rowing steadily all the afternoon. off without letting us know," said Ned. "Here it is Ned made no reply. Edith watched his face anxalmost noon, and we are still fooling here, while we iously. The Unknown was whistling a tune, and ought by rights to be five miles down the swamp." seemed to be trying hard to keep his spirits up. "I didn't intend to be gone so long," said the "What's the matter with you all?" cried Diel\. Unknown. "I got on his trail and followed it. Came "Usually I'm the one to get the blues, but on this upon him under the rocks away up on the side of the occasion I seem to be the ouly one who hasn't got; mountain. As soon as he saw me he gave one yell them. Ned, do you give up?" and started off on the run. I chased him down here, "Yes," said Ned, "I do give up. Friends, there's and you know the rest. Yegodsandlittle fishes, I'm no doubt about it. We arelostin the Great Swamp.;" all winded, and all for nothing, too!" "Pitch him overboard! By the Jumping Jere"Did he have the bag of gold in his hand when you miah, pitch him overboard!" cried the Unknown .. saw him first?" Ned asked. "We won't have a croaker among us, even if it is "Yes, he did,'' replied the detective. "He was look-Young Klondike himself." ing into it. I think his madness must run that way. I "Time !" exclaimed Ned. It's--" suppose he thought of nothing but gold until he went "It's all my fault!" broke in the Unknown. "I looney. That's the way I account for it, at all know what you are going to say! Out with it! It's events." all my fault. If I hadn' t gone after the mad miner "But where has he gone now?" asked Edith. we would be in sight of Klopstock at the present mo He'll drown himself in the tundra. More than like-ment. Isn't that it?" ly he'll tumble into one of the slews." "Wrong!" cried Ned. "No, it isn't it at all. But even allowing that such was the case there What I was about to remark was that it's time we seemed no chance of doing anything. ( came to. some conclusion. Here we've been rowing Some search was made for the madman but it came I about aimlessly for the past hour. We are out of the to nothing,,and a little later Young Klondike's party main slew, and we have been through so many cross started off on their journey throuah the Great I slews that to expect to find our way back to it is Swamp. b hopeless, night is coming on, and as Dick very truly It was late-too late entirely to attempt it, but 1 remarks.we have all got the blues, and why not? WP Ned was determined and would listen to nothing. are lost m the Great Swamp." "We shall be able to find our way, l'm sure,'' he "There! That will do!" cried the Unknown. declared, "and I can't hear to any further delay. don't sar any more;. will come out. of Those mountain peaks O'(rer there lie just back of the this. I shouldn t wonder a bit if it led to ourmakmg old Russian diggings Pierre told me. They will be a big strike." our guides, and if we keep them in view "Gold here in the swamp, eh?" laughed Ned. I don't see how we are going to get lost." "You are more credulous than I thought you were. So the goods were loaded into the boat and the start No, no; we need not expect that!" down the slew began. "And why not ?" It was dreary work pulling along between those two "It isn't possible." great walls of moss, but this was what they had to "Wasn't there a man about your size, who read expect now for some hours to come, so they all made me a mining lecture the other day ? Didn't you tell the best of it, and Ned and Dick buckling down to me that these swamps were the latest kind of for business, sent the heavily loaded boat flying along the mation, and that the gold-bearing sand underlies them slew. all?" CHAPTER VI. LOST IN THE GREAT SWAMP. "Certainly I did, but are we to burrow down through the moss and mud to make a strike? Zed, don't you be a fool!" "There Tlfat's a sockdolager !" cried the Un known, good-humoredly. "After that I haven't a word to say except this : l'm going to hope in spite of you, and you can't stop me, try how you will." I But in spite of the Unknown's efforts to keep their "THERE goes the sun, Ned. We shall have to tie up, and that was just all his conversation up soon, now." amounted to, the startling fact remained.


YOCNG KLONDIKE AND 'l'HE MAD MINER Young Klondike' s part.y had missed their way. They were lost in the Great Swamp. It soon grew dark, the boys kept steadily row ing in spite of their great fatigue. There was only one thing to do, and that was to just let the boat drift and go to sleep, taking up their journey again in the morning. This plan Ned proposed to adopt later. He deter mined to keep on rowing as long as he could. "Edith, you go to sleep," he said. "Make your self as comfortable as you can, and we will keep on going until midnight. If we don't strike anything then we'll give up and let her drift till morning, and then try it again." "I'd rather take my turn rowing," replied Edith. "I'm fresh compared to you." "So am I," put in the Unknown, who had not spoken in some time. "Of course, you are," said Ned. "You always were, you know." "Now, then, now, then! Still down on the poor Unknown?" "Tm not down on anybody, but why don't you suggest something." "Which is as much as to say that I got you into this scrape and ought to get you out." "Well!" "Am I right?" "Perhaps." "Good enough. Now I'll make a suggestion. Take the next slew to the left and go that way." "But that will take us away from the mountains we are heading for." Exactly." "The madman !" cried Ned and Dick in one breath, for the cry now repeated was distinctly human. It was a wild, mad la.ugh. Three times it rang out over the tundra and once more all was still. The boys threw new life into their rowing, and the boat shot ahead with redoubled speed. They had not gone far before they came to a cross slew on their left, and true to his resolve to follow the Unknown's advice blindly, Young Klondike turned the boat into it. Soon the detective gave a satisfied chuckle, which showed that there was something else on his mind. "What now, Zed ?" demanded Young Klondike. "Spit it out." "Why, here's a discovery !" cried the detective, looking over the side of the boat, "don't you see ?'1 "No; I'll be hanged if I do." "I can't see anything, either," said Dick. "Zed, I haven't the most remote idea what you mean." "Why, there's a current here!" cried the Unknown. "That's what. A distinct current; the first we've seen since we started in on the slews." "I declare there is," said Ned, after a little. "I should never have noticed it, though." "Oh, it's here, all right. Nothing very swift about it, but it's a current just the same." "And what does that imply, Zed?" demanded Edith. "I don't just see what you are driving at, I must say." "Why, it's plain enough," said the detective. "lt implies that there is a body of moving water some where near here, of which this slew is the outlet." "I wonder if it can be the Great Swamp lake?" ex claimed Ned. "Pierre told me about it. He said that "You can't really mean for us to do that?" "I do mean it." there was a lake here in the swamp and islands on "And why?" it, and that a gang of toughs and outlaws, who were it is my belief that those are the wrong driven out of .Dawson City last spring had taken mountains. We ha. e become completely turned refuge here,. and were themselves by around, and are working back the way we came." mg and fishmg between Jakes "He's rio-ht !" cried Dick. "Zed is rio-ht Th I and the old Russ1an d1ggrngs. o o ose H ll '" U k y are the mountains we left behind us. we've worked _." e 0 cried n nown. ou never men-round in a circle without knowing it." t10ned that before. "Motion accepted and suggestion to be followed!" "No, because I did not want to worry Edith. It's ,xclaimed Ned, cheerfully. "Into the next left-hand time enough to tackle trouble when you meet it. I ..;lew we go )" meant to tell you at the first alarm." "There'll be luck from this moment !" cried the "Hy the Jumping Jeremiah, that's what we've got 1etective, "and-By the Jumping Jeremiah, ahead of us then. It's the great lake sure. Had we what's that? A change IB coming now !" better turn back?" It was a strange cr.y heard m the distance over the "No, decidedly not. What do we care for those tundra. mether it was the cry of some night bird fellows? We are quite able to defend ourselves. or some other animal., or whether it came from a hu-There are islands in the lake and on one of them we man throat, Young Klondike could not te:g,. can camp for the night." "Really that is very remarkable!" he exclaimed. They pulled on .steadily, continuing to discuss -the "Wha. t can it mean?" situation. The current in the slew seemed to grow "Don't ask me," replied the Unknown. "Here stronger. For a time they heard no more of the we've been going along on a dead level so to speak, strange cry, but at last it came again and this time for hours, and now, just as soon as you express your so close to them that all were startled. willingness to take my valuable advice, the change "Too-hoo Too-hoo I'm the king of the comes. Ha! There it goes again. We ought to Klondike!" rang out upon the still night air. know what that means !" "The mad miner !" cried Edith.


14 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. "By the Jumping Jeremiah, that's what!" echoed the detective, and there he is At the same instant a small boat suddenly shot across the slew a little distance ahead. The moon had now risen, and there was light enough to see the long-haired figure who plied the paddle. It was the mad miner, sure enough He waved his hand to them, shouting : "This way, my faithful subjects! Your king commands it This way and I'll make you all million aires!" Then the boat passed into the tundra and was lost to view. "Shall we follow him?" cried Ned. "Decidedly," replied the detective. "But he may lead us into trouble." "It is possible. On the other hand he evidently knows the lay of the swamp, and may help us to work out of the trouble we are already in." They pulled on briskly, coming in a moment to a cross slew, just as they had_ supposed would be the case. he exclaimed. "Why, I declare it's almost daylight! Don't you mean to move out of this?" "Not to-day, Dick. The programme has changed." "What, what? Have you given up the idea of go ing on to the old Russian diggings?" "For the present, yes ... "Humph! That can only mean one thing. You've made a strike." "Yes and no. I've struck a good prospect, but I can't say I've made a strike." "Just as I expected. It's al ways our luck. Where's Edith and the Unknown?" "Over on the other island." "Cruising about the lake while I slept, eh? Well, that I call hardly a fair shake. You know well enough that I want to do my share of the work." "But you were so tired, Dick, we decided to let you sleep." Dick went down to the water's edge and washed his face and hands. All the time he was doing it his eyes were roaming among the other islands. He was trying to locate Edith and the Unknown, and at lal'l-t he succeeded. Looking along the narrow opening through the "They are over there !" he exclaimed, pointing t.qi moss, they could see nothfog of the mad miner, but an island at no great distance away. they could still hear him calling out in that same "Yes," replied Ned. strange fashion, although they could no longer dis"What took them there? What do you know?" tinguish words. "Why, it's the mad miner again," replied Ned. "We'll follow right on," said the detective. "See, "Between two and three o'clock this morning he sud the current is here, too, and this slew works round in a I denly made us one of his queer calls." semicircle, and practically comes from the same direc"Here?" tion as the other. I haven't the least doubt that the "No; we heard him on that island. I was watch-lake is near." ing at the time-it was shortly after you had turned And so it proved. In a few moments they shot in-and bis cry awakened the Unknown. We couldn't clear of the tundra. make out exactly what he said at first, and then he A broad sheet of water, studded with many islands, came down to the shore and yelled out plain enough : lay before them, but the mad miner was nowhere to 'Dig here, and you'll all be millionaires.' be seen. "And then I'll warrant he disappeared." "Come This is better at all events !" cried the "That's what he did, Dick, and where he detective. "We'll make for that island where the or how he ever got on the island in the first place, WB trees are and go into camp for the night." haven't the faintest idea." Soon they were at the island, and Ned and Dick "And you went over there ?" pulled the boat up on the shore. "Yes." It was certainly a great relief from that everlasting "Why didn't you wait for daylight?" aimless rowing, but the situation was but little "Why, on account of the fire, to be sure." changed in reality. There was a big fire blazing away on the island, Young Klondike a.nd his friends were still lost in the and Ned went on to explain how they had suddenly Great Swamp. seen it blaze up shortly after the mad miner disa:rpeared. CHAPTER VII. THE GREAT STRIKE ON THE ISLAND. "UP, Dick, up! It's almost sunrise. There's lots of work to be done!" "There can't be the least doubt but what he light ed it," he added. He's a mysterious creature. There was the wood all piled up and blazing away like a house afire when we got there. We've kept the fire going ever since, and it isn't going to take us long to get down to business, as you will see when we get over there. Oome, let's go now. We've moved all our stuff over to that island except your belongings and we'll take those now." Dick, who was slumbering under the brush shelter which had been hastily constructed the night before, sprang up, and began rubbing his eyes. There was a mysterious twinkle in Ned's eye as Dick got into the boat, which made his partner feel so?" sure that he was keeping something back. "Hello, Ned What made you let me sleep


Y O UNG KL O NDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. 15 "You've got a surprise for me, old man/' he re-that they found it in the gully, a short time after marked, as they rowed along over the lake. they landed. "Who was telling you ?" demanded Ned. ''What "And that's what the mad miner did for us,. makes you say that?" Dick," said Edith. "Positively I begin to suspect. "I can read it in your face." that he may not be so very much mad after all." Well, then, you read my face right, Dick. I have "Why, it's great !" said Dick, turning the nugget got a surprise." over. "And you mean to say that you found this. "I knew it. What is it?" thing lying right there in the gully ?" "Gold!" "That's what we did," replied the detective, .and "A strike already? I thought you said--" I've been up and down that same gully about a bun" Wait! Here we arc, you shall see for yourself. dred and forty-four times since, but not a trace of a Here comes Edith and the Unknown to see how you nugget can I find." take it. Now, then, prepare to be surprised." "Big nuggets dun't grow on every bush," said The boat had reached the shore of the other island Young Klondike. "Do you blame me now for changby this time, and Dick could see that the fire was I ing my mind, Dick?" burning down in the bottom of a gully, which seemed "Not a bit of it." to extend entirely across the wooded islet. "Don't you think it is better for us to stay hereHe knew what that meant well enough. than to go on to Klopstock ?" Here was just as much digging saved as the gully "Till we've proved the value of these diggings, de-had depth, and if gold was to be found at all it might cidedly. We may be able to go on to the old Russian. be expected to make a strike at a depth of a few feet. diggings some other trip, but if we have any luck To understand this it is necessary to know a little on the island I suppose you'll turn back?" about the way gold is usually discovered in the Klon"Decidedly. In fact, I think we'd better go back dike country. with the nuggets, even if we don't find anything else." It does not occur in quartz veins as is the case in California and other places. Oh, no! In the Klon dike the conditions a .re very different Here the gold is found in black sand at a depth of about twenty feet below the top soil. Sometimes it is only fifteen, sixteen or seventeen feet down; at others it runs twenty-two, or even as much as twenty-five, but the average is about twenty, as we have said. Now, it would seem an easy task to dig a hole twenty feet deep and strike this gold sheet, and so it would be if the ground was not always frozen to a depth of from six feet. Even the summer sun is not strong enough to bring the frost out of the ground in most parts of Alaska, so the usual way is to build a frost fire and melt it out, but here in the gully which was already down some fourteen feet below the level, gold could be looked for at the limit of the frost, or a trifle beyond it. In short, from three to five feet was all that it would be neces sary to dig in order to fully demonstrate the value of this prospect. "It's a good chance if there is any chance at all!" cried Dick. "We ought to be able to settle this thing up in one day." "By the Jumping Jeremiah, it's settled now!" roared the Unknown, catching this remark of Dick's as they came ashore. "Didn't you tell him about it, Ned?" There Now you've spoiled the surprise I had in waiting for Dick," said Young Klondike "No use to try to. keep secrets. 'fhere it is, Dick!" Dick's eyes opened wide as Ned pointed to a clump of trees near by, for he saw that what he had taken for a stone lying under one of the trees was simply Dick was of the same opinion, and the last question: he asked about the matter was how much Ned considered the big nugget worth. Now, this was a question very difficult to answer,. for like most of these nuggets, this one was mixed with quartz rock and hardened sand. The explanation of this is found in the fact that all gold originally occurs in quartz veins. Convulsions of nature in the past have broken the rocks in which these veins occur, and great floods have washed the lo osened gold down into the valleys and on to the low lands in the various forms in which it is found. Once in awhile a big piece of the old vein rock remains unbroken, with the gold bristling out all over it. Such was Young Klondike's big nugget. Probably it was eighty per cent. gold. On the other hand, big nuggets have been found in California almost pure. Ned thought that this nugget ought to run up to about fifteen thousand dollars value. In the same connection it may be mentioned that a big nugget was found in the early days of California. which panned out thirty-three thousand dollars. We are not aware that any larger nugget than this was ever found. But Young Klondike's nugget was big enough to make him feel every ambition to push operations in the gully, and all that day and the next and the one following, our friends continued work on their new prospect. The frost ran a little deeper than they and took a day and a half to thaw out. Then, when they began to dig, they found that a. lot of clay had been washed down into the gully, which had to be removed. a nugget of tremendous size This was Young Klondike's surprise. This took them down about six feet, and as the clay He explained was firmly bedded, it proved very hard digging.


r 16 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND 'fHE MAD MINER. After they got through the clay the black sand be gan to appear, and toward night, on the third day, the first trace of color appeared in the pan. Young Klondike washed out four or five pansful, and the yield was about a hundred dollars. "We've certainly struck it," he declared, as they sat down to supper that night in one of the brush shelters which had been built on the bluff overlooking the lake. "It's my opinion that to-morrow will be -0ne of the most successful days'-we ever put in." "If something don't turn up to stop us off on the work," said the Unknown. "It's pretty apt to be <>Ur luck to have things run that way." But the Unknown's croaking went for nothing. Next day the weather still held fine and every thing went as smoothly as possible. The results were startling. By noon, Ned, who kept right on digging while Dick and the others did -the hoisting and washing, ran into a nest of small nuggets which promised to _prove almost inexhaustible. The hoisting of the pay dirt previously dug was then stopped and all hands gave their attention to this new find. The result was that by the time the sun went down over the Great Swamp nearly ten thousand dollars in gold had been worked out of the shaft in the gully. [t was no longer a prospect, that hole on the island, it was a mine. Young Klondike had made a big strike once love of adventure which kept them still in the coun try. In spite of its many hardships they had grewn used to their life and were not inclined to change. "I must really take a run down to New York next winter," thought Ned. "There's lots of people I want to see there, and besides I'd like to see how the old place looks." The thought had scarcely crossed his mind when his attention was suddenly attracted to a light which appeared on the other side of tbe lake right at the edge of the swamp. What in thunder is that ?" murmured Ned. Can it be that the madman is going to pay us a visit again." For fully five minutes he watched the light. It seemed to stationary. One might almost have supposed that somebody was over there fishing, but strain his eyes as he would, Ned could see no sign of a boat. He was just about to call Dick, who was next on the watch, when the light began to move toward the island, and at the same moment as many as a dozen shots were heard ringing out over the tundra, and mingled with the sounds came wild cries, strangely mournful and pleading. They were in many voices, too, and some seemed to be the cries of women. All this time the light was advancing rapidly. The cries came from far beyond it, but Ned still could see no boat. more. Puzzled beyond measure, for the shots were still heard occasionally, and the cries kept right up, he ran to the shelter and aroused Dick, hastily explaining what was going on. CHAPTER VIII. Indeed, it was scarcely necessary to explain the situation, for the cries very distinct. STRANGE CRIES IN THE NIGHT. "There's something going on over there, sure I" exclaimed Dick. "It can't be the madman, Ned ALL this time nothing had been seen or heard of There's at least a dozen voices. What can it mean ?" "the mad miner, but Young Klondike was destined to "I'm sure I'll never tell you!" answered Ned. have another remark'a.ble experience with him before ''Let's get the boat and make for the light." any more gold digging was done. l'm agreeable. It won't take us long to come up It happened about twelve o'clock. Ned was on the with it, either; it seems to be coming this way pretty watch, as no night was allow(_)d to pass without strict fast." f guard being kept. "That's what it does. It .:nust be a boat, Dick, So far nothing had been seen nor heard of the gang and yet I can't make it 'Out." <>f toughs which was said to make its headquarters in But this part of the mystery was solved in a mo the Great Swamp, and Young Klondike was _almost)nment, for when they got down upon the shore where -clined to doubt their existence; nevertheless on the their own boat lay they could See the other cra,ft ground that e _ternal vigilance is the price of safety he distinctly. insisted upon the watch being kept up. It was a small skiff low down upon the water It was a beautiful night, bright moonlight, but with one man paddling. even the lunar radiance could not altogether dim the A lantern burned in the bows, but it was so placed luster of the Arctic stars. that the light struck down upon the water instead As Ned paced up and down the bluff he thought he of outward away from the boat, -and it was this fact had never seen such a night, and he fell into a sort of that prevented it from being seen. waking dream, pondering upon all the wonderful ad"That's the mad miner!" cried Dick. "I'm sure ventures that had befallen him since he came to the of it. They don't seem to be firing over there just Klondike. I now." r As far as gold was concerned these boys had long "No ; the firing has stopped. Don't seem to be :since acquired enough to satisfy anyone. It was the I any let up in the cries, though."


I YOUNG KLONDIKE AND 'l'HE MAD MINER. 17 Oddly enough just as Young Klondike made this "Oh, I'm George Pomeroy," replied the man. "I remark the cries ceased, too. belong in Chicago, and I wish I was there now." Now, the boys had nothing to do but to give their He spoke in a low voice, and seemed very much de-full attention to the the boat. pressed. As he showed no particular disposition to His back was turned 1X>ward them, but as near as continue t.lie conversation, Young Klondike scarcely they could see he bore a strange resemblance to the knew what reply to make, and they pulled in silence mad miner. toward the island. "Shall we give him the call?"' cried Dick. "He "If I let him alone perhaps he will tell me more," don't seem to see us. It would be just as well if he thought Ned, and so it proved, for just before they did." reached the shore the man suddenly burst out with: "Yes; suppose you do," replied Ned, and Dick "011, there's no use talking, boys; if you've seen gave a loud "hello." me before you probably know what's the matter The man in the boat made a violent start, looked with me. You know I'm mad at times.: around, and at the same instant lost his balance and "You certainly were a little excited last time I over went the skiff, landing him in the water. saw you, Mr. Pomeroy," replied Ned, quietly; "but "Help! Help_!" he shouted. "Cramps! I'm you seem to be all right now." drowning! Help me, whoever you are!" I "Yes, for the moment, but it will come right back It did not take Ned and Dick very long to go to the again." rescue, you may be sure. J The mad fit ?" Pulling for all they were worth they were soon "Yes. Boys, it is terrible. I am liable to find alongside the overturned boat, to which the man was myself anywhere next time I come to my senses I clinging. may be away up in the mountains or miles and miles It was the mad miner, but he now wore a curious away from here in some other part of the Great fur cap, and when he spoke his voice had altogether Swamp. I might up in the hut or away o\er a different sound. in the old Russian diggings, I can never tell. For "Help me, pards !" he called. "I can swim well more than a year I have been trying to get back to enough, but the cramp has caught me. If you will Dawson City, but I can't do it. I never got any take me into your boat I can easy right the skiff." nearer than Jake's Relay House. I went to sleep Sure we will!" cried Ned. "Come right in here! there one night last summer intending to start Take my hand Don't you know who I am?" down for Forty Mile in the morning and where do The man stared. you suppose I was when I woke up?" "You are Young Klondike if I don't greatly mis"I'm sure I've no idea," replied Ned, sympathettake," he said. "I saw you in Dawson City a year ically. ago." "Awa. y up in the mountains back of Klopstock, "You've seen me since then," said Ned, pulling hungry, sick, all used up. ln a terrible state, in fact. him into the boat. "Stop and think. Don't you re-Well, I wandered down to a mining camp back of Klopmember meeting me in that hut?' stock, and started across the swamp with a party of The mad miner had now righted the skiff and made. miners going out. Was it any use? Not a bit of it. it fast to Young Klondike's boat. One night I wokeup lying in the tundra, and it was Lighting his lantern which had gone out when the days and days before 1 got out of that snap. I found boat overturned, he flashed it into the boys' faces and this boat then. Somehow or other I seem to go looked hard at them. I right back to it every time one of my spells cnmes on, "No," he said slowly. "I don't remember ever although I've come out of them a dozen times since, seeing you in my hut, but then you must make allow-and without the faintest idea where the boat lay. ances for me, gentlemen. My head is queer at times, Good Lord, it's terrible, boys! I wish you'd kill me! and I find it very hard to remember. Perhaps you I'd be a great deal better off dead!" may not believe it, but I've no idea howl came to be "Nonsense!" cried Ned. "Don't take such a here. I'm lost in the Great Swamp." gloomy view of the matter. You may never have "Why, for that matter so are we," replied Ned, one of these spells again. Have any minkindly. ing? Have you any gold?" He saw that even if the man had been mad when they last saw him, he certainly was not so now. "Perhaps this is a case where madness comes and goes," thought Young Klondike. "Poor fellow! \JV e'll treat him kindly. Certainly we owe a lot to l i im, a11d if he is sane now part of the gold we've been digging belongs to him." "Don't bother your head about it," he said, aloud. "Yes, I'm Young Klondike, nnr1 this is ni.v pa,rt11er, Dick Luckey. Perhaps you'll tell me your name?" "Yes, I've done a lot of mining in my time, and some since these spells came on me," replied Pomeroy. "I mined up by the hut you speak of and had some luck, but I don't know where the gold is. I presume I buried it somewhere, but I'm sure I don't know." It was a sad case. Young Klondike and Dick were deeply moved. I Wisely, Ned concluded not to go into any explana : tions about their previous meetings, and he made Dick i understand his intentions by a few whispered words.


18 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE )fAD .MINER. ================================= .. "Where were you when you came to your senses There was something almost uncanny about it. this time, Mr. Pomeroy?" he asked. For a long distance now the sounds had kept right "Over there on the other side of the lake. I was abreast of them. They passed the entrance to several lyin g in the boat. listening to shots, and there seemed cross slews, but as there seemed to be no particular to be a lot of people hollering. I sprang up in a reason for turning into any of them they did not do hurry, and then seeing the light on the island there it. In fact, they were afraid of losing themselves. where I judge your camp is, I made for it. Didn't I "I'll tell you what's the matter, boys!" cried hear anything more of the shots or the shouts, either, Pomeroy, at last, "we are going around in a circle, so I suppose they were all part of my mad dream." and those people are inside of it. Poor wretches! "But indeed they were not!" exclaimed Ned. "We Something must be done to help them. Probably it's heard them, too, and I'm most anxious to know what a party on their way to the old Russian diggings. We they mean. You must dry yourself by the fire, must go back We must strike across. There's no though. If it wasn't for that, I-hello! There are use in this sort of business. We-coming! Coming! the cries agttin !" I'll help you! I'll save you! Never say die!" Several shouts were now heard in the distance. More and more excited the mad miner's speech had They seemed to be cries of distress, but there was no become. distinguishing words. Now all at once he sprang up in the boat and began "Can you make out what they are saying?" de-waving his arms wildly. manded Dick. "Sit down! Sit down!'' cried Dick, excitedly. "Not at all," said Ned. "We'll wake up the Un-"You'll upset the boat!" known and turn Mr. Pomeroy over to him, and then Evidently this was all that was needed to finish the. get out there by the edge of the swamp and see if we business. can find out what all this means." Suddenly the mad miner gave a wild shout. "Don' t Please don't !" pleaded the mad miner, "The king of the Klondike is coming!" he yelled growing excited at once. I don't know who you and with one leap he went clear of the boat and landed mean by the Unknown, but I don't want to meet in the tundra. anybody. It always makes me worse to meet stran-They saw him sink in among the moss, heard him gers. l'm getting along all right now, let me stay for a moment splashing through the mud and then with you." all was still. "But you are all wet. You must change your clothes." "Nonsense! I'm wet and dry a dozen times a day, like enough I never think of such things." "Probably you are hungry--" "Young man, I haven't known what it was to take a regular meal in a year. I don't feel at all hungry now. When I do I shall look about for something to eat." He seemed to. be growing more and more excited, so Ned wisely dropped the subject. The strange cries still continued, and as Pomeroy began urging them to go right ahead a .nd investigate just as they would do if he was not with them, Ned turned the canoe in the direction of the sounds. A short row brought them to the edge of the tundra. There was a slew here leading back into the swamp, and as the cries seemed to come from that, Young Klondike pulled into it. Soon they could hear the voices more distinctly. There seemed to be a man and a woman shouting alternately. They were evidently calling for help, and after a few moments the boys could make out the words: We are lost We are lost We are lost in the swamp!" Dick answered again and again, but although Dick's voice was quite as powerful as anyone's, it seemed impossibl e for him to make himself heard. They pulled on and on, but seemed to come no nearer to the cri e s. Even the strange cries had ceased. "Pomeroy! Mr. Pomeroy, come back to the boat!" shouted Ned and Dick. But their cries were all in vain. Not a sound broke the stillness of the night. CHAPTER IX. AN ENEMY VISITS THE ISLAND. "COME, this isabadjob !"cried Ned. "Thatpoor wretch has undoubtedly gone down into the mud." "What are we to do?" demanded Dick. "Thin seems terrible I can' t make up my mind to pull away and leave liim so." "What can we do? I'm sure we can pull the boal into the tundra itself. You can see there isn't stand .. ing room for anybody in there, either. I tell you it is a bad job." They pushed about here and there, trying to force the boat in among the tall moss, calling and shouting, but all in vain. Not the least sound was heard in answer. The mystery of the tundra bad grown more mys terious than ever. Reluctantly, Young Klondike and Dick were forced to the only conclusion it seemed possible to draw. They could no longer doubt that the madman was dead. "Poor wretch I That's the end of him," excla imed


YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE MINER. 19 Dick at last. "Well, Ned, there's no use hanging wrong. They saw him pull off the old plug hat and about here any longer. We may as well get back to strike it against the ground, and then jam it on his the island, it seems to me." hea. d again, stick his hands into his pockets and go "Nothing else to be done/' replied Ned. "It's a pacing up and down the bluff. terrible thing this; and as for those poor souls who Soon they were close enough to question him, and were i;;houting for help, I can't imagine anything else the Unknown's first words told them the worst. but to think that they must have gone down into the "Dear boy, how could you go off guard?" he mud, too." shouted. "A terrible thing has happened while I "There's one thing we might do for Pomeroy," sa. id slept." Dick. "It's Edith!" gasped Ned. "Ob, Dick I shall "What's that?" never forgive myself now." "Leave his boat behind. It may be that he still And this was just the story the Unknown' s words lives." told. "We'll do it. We'll come up here again by day"There's been a gang here! They've carried_ off light, too. I'd stay longer now if I thought it would Edith and every bit of our gold!" he yelled. "Shall do any good." I shoot you, or will you shoot me? By the Jumping "But it won't; not a bit. Besides, we ought to get Jeremiah, one of us deserves to die for this!" back to Edith and the Unknown. I don't like theidea "Hush! Hush! Don't get so excited, Zed-!" of leaving them alone there. Something or other will cried Young Klondike. "Take it easy. we'll undo be sure to happen." the mischief yet. Where have these people gone?" They unfastened the skiff, and driving its bow in "Into the tundra on the. other side of the island. among the moss, started to return, and after a little Oh, it's of no use to try to follow them. I don't be reached the lake. lieve you could ever trace them out in the world." The light of their fire could still be seen on the isl-Ned hardly knew what to say. In fact, he was al-and, and it served to guide the boys back. most too much overcome to speak. As for Dick, he They were about half way across when they were 1 was much in the same condition, and he gave vent to suddenly startled by hearing several shots proceeding his feelings by throwing extra energy into his oar. from the direction of the island. In a few moments they had landed on the island Lights flashed. They could hear a wild shouting and and heard the Unknown 's startling story, telling in see a number of dark figures running about on the return what had happened to themselves. bluff. It appeared that the detective had been suddenly "Good Heavens! what's all that?" cried Young wakened out of a sound sleep by hearing Edith call Klondike. "Does it mean an attack on our camp ?" for help. H That's what it does, and don't you forget it !" re-Springing up, he ran out of the shelter and explied Dick. "Pull, Ned, pull! We never ought to change4 shotswith a half dozen men who were on the have left them alone." bluff, in the very act of carrying off the gold. They pulled for the island in great excitement, but One of the enemy's shots grazed his forehead, in after a minute the flashing lights vanished and the flicting a slight scalp wound, and in the excitement of shots were 11eard no more. the moment, believing himself to be more seriously in We are in for more trouble, Dick," remarked jured than he was, the detective stumbled and man-Ned, gloomily. aged to tumble over the bluff, and the next he knew "Upon my word it looks that way. Can you see he was lying half stunned on the shore. anything now?" He picked himself up .and ran around to th!'\ other "Nothing but the remains of our camp fire." side of the island to have a look after the boats. "Hello! I see the Unknown!" It was then too late to do anything. The boats The little detective had just appeared on the edge were almost over to the] tundra, and following them of the bluff. with his eye the detective soon saw them disappear The camp fire was behind him, and this threw his among the moss. figure out pretty plainly. He seemed to be looking "And that's all there is about it, boys," he wound off on the lake. up by saying. "When I went to look for the gold it Dick gave him the call and after a moment succeed-had all vanished, even to the big nugget. Only thing ed in making himself heard. I blame you for, though, is not waking me up before "Hello! Hello! Are you coming in or are you go-you left the island. If you had only done that all this ing to stay out there allnight !" yelled the Unknown, trouble would have been saved." waving his arms in quite as excited a manner as the Ned had no words to express his sorrow. mad miner had done. Fact was he had never once thought of waking the "We're coming! We are coming!" shouted Ned. Unknown, but then he had not expected to be gone "What's the matter? Has anything gone wrong?" any length of time. The detective threw up his hands and made a ges"It's a bad job, but we must make the best of it," ture of despair. he declared. "Come on board, Zed. Of course, we It was quite evident t.hat everything had gone I start right out after Edith now."


20 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND 'l'HE :VIAD MINER. It was a melancholy trio that pulled over to the toughs live around here they must have a camp, and tundra in that early morning hour. a camp means a fire, but the top of our island hill will They spoke in low tones, and after the first explana-hardly give us a high enough view for that." tions were over scarcely at all. "Don't you fret, I can fix it," declared the detect-When they reached the edge of the swamp, as near ive. "Now, let us go back again." as possible to the place where the Unknown thought They turned the boat and pulled back to the island. Edith had disappeared, Ned. shipped his oar and threw The top of the bluff raised them only about twenty it down across the seats in a discouraged way. feet above the water, and that was not snfficient to "It's like looking for a needle in a haystack," he 1 give the extended view of the tundra that the groaned. "It was bad enough seaching for the mad occasion dema11ded, and they looked in vain for a miner up there in the slews, but this is a great deal 1 light. worse." "Can you see anything, Zed?" Ned inquired. ''Don't utter one despairing word, dear boy!" ex"Not a thing," replied the detective. "Wish I cl.aimed the Unknown; "if you do you will bre:ik my could, but I can't. No; there's nothing to be bea.rt. Edith must be found seen." "And so she shall be!" cried Ned. "l don't de"A good time for you to explain your scheme, is it spair-1 won't-I mustn't But the que3tion is what not ? to do." "Yes. Can you stand on my shoulders, Ned?" "I assume that those fellows who made the attack "I might, but that would only give us a few feet must be the gang we heard of," said the Unknown. more elevation." "Of course," replied Dick. "Do you know what "One may do it. Could you hold Dick on your has occurred to me ? I've been thinking tha.t our shoulders while you stood on mine ?" friend Pomeroy may not be so mad as he seems; that "I'll bet you he can't!" cried Dick, "for I won't it was all a trick to lure us away from the camp and have it. No, sir! Not much!" give these scoundrels the chance to get in their fine "l thought as much. Ned, you're a good strong work." fellow; you could hold us both .. "I don't believe it I can't believe it !" cried Ned. "I suppose I could," replied Ned, for he now grasp" No, Dick is wrong," said the detective. "I'll ed the U nknown's idea. swear that man was mad when I saw him. I don't The detective was a perfect gymnast. They had know what he may be now." seen him do all sorts of clever business in this line. "What we want is to give our whole mind to the "Dick can hold us both a.s well as I can," he de-rescue of Edith," declared Ned. "The recovery of clared. "I'll go on top. That will give us a good the gold is of trifling importance compared with rise, and if there is any light on the tundra we ought that." to see it, sure." But Young Klondike need scarcely have wasted The plan was immediately put into action his breath in so saying, for all were of one mind in Dick spread his legs wide apart and planted himself this regard. Only question was how to act. firmly. "lt can be done," said the Unknown, "and by the The Unknown clapped his hands upon his shoulders, Jumping Jeremiah, it must be done. Do you know put his right foot on the boy's hip, and was up in an l think we have made a big mistake." instant. "In what?" "Don't move, Dick. Stand firm. That's all I "In coming here at all." ask!" he cried. "Now, then, Ned, give me your "What in the world do you mean, Zed? Didn't hand." you say to us that the toughs came this way?" Now came the tug of war, but Young Klondike was "Well, I did." something of a gymnast, too, and after one or two "The n what's the matter with this being the way attempts he did manage to get upon the U nknown's for us to come?" shoulders. "Listen! Listen! Let me speak if you love me. But there was no such thing as staying there. We have made a mistake." "Jump!" yelled Dick. "I can't hold you!" and "Wherein, I say?" the next moment all three were sprawling on the "No use! He won't let me speak, Dick," cried ground. the Unknown, helplessly. \ Nobody was hurt, and they were up again in a "Nonsense Say your say," replied Dick. "Ned, jiffy. you shut up for a moment. What's the use of all "See anything while you were up there, dear boy ?" this child's play?" the detective asked. "What I was about to remark," said the Un known, "is that we never ought to have left the island vvith out going up on top of the hill and seeing if we could "Fortunately I did," replied Ned. "There's a light on the tundra right over there. I should think it was about a mile away." not discover a light on the tundra." "There's sense in that," declared Ned. "Good enough!" said the detective. "Hold the "'If these 1 in your mind and we've got 'em. An enemy


Y OUNG K L ONDI K E AND 'l'HE MAD MINER. 21 came into our camp, and by the Jumping Jeremiah, we'll put an enemy into theirs I" CHAPTER X. HOW THE MADMAN SAVED EDITH AND THE GOLD "THERE goes a boat Ye gods and little fishes, yes What can it mean?" Young Klondike and his friends were on their way back to the tundra, when suddenly a small boat shot out from the shadows of the high moss and turned into the slew. There was one man in the boat and he was pulling for all he was worth. They only had a view of him for an instant before he vanished, and no one was able to get a good look at his face. "Who can he be?" exclaimed Ned. "We are all right now," he declared. "Let us move on." A short pull brought them to a turn of the slew, and here another discovery was made. Right ahead of them was a small lake. There were I no islands to be seen, but projecting out into the lake was a short stretch of higher ground. Probably it was actually an island, but it backed up against the tundra, which gave it more the appea.rance of a peninsular, and upon it was a clump of trees and several rude huts. In the window of one of them burned a light. "The enemy's camp!" whispered the detective. "We've made a strike." "What's to be done" asked Ned. "We don't want to make any mistake now." "Ye gods and little fishes, no! I haven't the least doubt that Edith is there." "And the gold ?" "Bother the gold How can you think of it at such a time, Ned ?" "One of the gang, I suppose," replied the Un "Hold your horses, old man. Edith first every known. "Undoubtedly he has been sent to spy out time, but if the gold is going I want to get it. No the land-in other words to watch our movements." objection to that, I suppose?" "I suppose you'll both jump on me if I suggest that "Not the least in the world. I didn't understand he was about the build of the madman," said Dick. I you. Now, then, boys, there are two things we want Impossible I How could he get here?" replied to do." Ned. ''Nothing impossible about it. We left him the boat and he has had plenty of time to get around." "Without our observing him, Dick? Wouldn't we have been sure to see him when he passed the island?" "Name them," said Ned. "I'm ready for any scheme you may propose." "First we've got to locate Edith; second we must so cut off their chances of following us that in case we capture Edith and get her to the boat we are safe t" "That's nonsense," said the detective. "We were 1 busy with other matters while we were on the island. I your meanmg. You think they have Dick is right tnough in assuming that it might be the boats ? madman. Still I don't think it is. I'm inclined to "Don't I know it?" "Of course you do. That's all right. Go on." believe that it was one of the gang." "Shall we follow him?" asked Ned. "That is a "What I say is let me go up to those huts alone and reconnoiter; Dick remains with the boat, and you, Ned, must manage to get around on the other side of the island, and either destroy their boats or tow them over to the other side of the slew." great deal more to the point." "I think we had better," replied the detective "That slew runs in the right direction, does it not ?" "It does." "Then by all mea.ns let us follow him-that is, if we can." The last was well put, for when they turned into the slew the boat and its solitary oarsman were no w here to be seen. They kept along the slew, however, and after pull ing about three-quarters of a mile, Ned caught a glimpse of a light ahead, shining faintly through the moss. "There you are!" he exclaimed. "That's the light I saw !" "We must go slow now," said the detective, "and above all, we must be very careful they don't hear us. Guess we'd better muffle the oars." The Unknown had brought an old blanket along for this very purpose, and he now tore off several strips and tied them around the oar blades, which served the purpose perfectly. "Phew cried Ned. I see what you are driving at. You want me to go in swimming. Well, I came prepared for it. I have my bathing suit under the seat." "Now, see there!" chuckled the detective. "Who dares to say that great minds don't think alike?" "You agree, Ned ?" "Most decidedly it is the best way. I'll swim around the point and find out just how the land lies along the shore, while you sneak up to the hut and see what can be done." "It makes me feel mighty small to have nothing to do with the matter but to sit here," said Dick, "but I don't want to be a kicker, so I agree." "Goodby, boys!". cried the U nlmown. ''I'll make no move without communicating with you, Ned We want to act all together when we get ready for the fina l move."


22 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND 'l'HE MAD MINEH .. Thus saying the Unknown stepped ashore and I him offhand if .I had chosen, but, of course, I am not stole up the bank. in that line." Ned hastily undressed and pulling on his bathing "You saw Edith then?" drawers, plunged boldly into the icy water. "Through the window, yes. It was fearfully cold, and for the first moment it """What was she doing?" seemed to the brave boy as though he never could "Lying in a bunk." endure it; but he was warm blooded and soon his Tied up ?" chilled limbs grew accustomed to the change. "Yes, her hands were tied behind her as near as I "This is all right. I can stand it," thought Ned, could make out." and he banished all fears of cramp and swam boldly "Did she see you?" on. "No, she didn't, and I didn't dare to make my As soon as he was around the .point, he saw that presence known. We've got to go' slow with this the Upknown had made no mistake. business, and I thought it would be safer to find out There were five small boats drawn up on the shore, what you were about first." and near them under the bank was a log hut. "Well, what's the move now, Zed ? I'm freezing Ned swam on until he was abreast of the boats, and to death. 1 don't want to stand idly here." then landing stole up to the hut and looked in through "I'm sure I don't want you to, dear boy. Get on the window. the move as soon as you wish. I say the next thing There was a smoldering fire burning on the hearth, to do is to put the gold into that boat." and by the feeble light furnished by the glowing coals "I was going to suggest it, but I was afraid you Ned saw two things, both of which were very inter-would jump on me and say Edith first." esting to him just then. "We've got to take the situation as we find it. First and foremost there was the big nugget lying And by the way, I'm not jumping on anybody. on the floor in a corner, and on the table were several Edith is safe enough where she is for a few moments. small bags all bea .ring the initials G. & L., which It won't take us long." meant Golden & Luckey, if Young Klondike knew "But that man in the hut?" anything. In short, they were their own bags, and "Is dead drunk and not likely to interfere with us." here was the stolen gold. "How do you know?" Quite as much to the point was the other interest"Why, I was mside and had a look at him. I could ing discovery. A man lay asleep on floor before smell his breath. He's as full as a goat." the fire. He was wrapped in blankets, and his head "By gracious, Zed, it is wonderful how you manage was pillowed on a coat folded up small. to get around without anyone seeing you, and I was "Good enough!" muttered Ned.

, YOUNG KLONDIKE A.ND THE MAD MINER. 23 "Didn't expect he would after I got a cfose look at him," replied Ned. "Now, then, what do we do? Go for Edith or return to Dick?" Dick first. When we make the rush for Edith we will all go." So they pulled the boat back to where they had left Dick, and Ned lost no time in getting into his clothes. "This is first-rate as far as it has gone," said Dick, but what about that man we saw going up the slew in his boat?" "I've seen nothing of him," the detective replied. "I'll bet it was the madman. He's hovering around here somewhere." "Let him hover. From what you have told me I 1lon't believe he will interfere with us very seriously. Now, boys, for our final move. We want to get Edith this time." They all left the boats then and stole up upon the bluff. Here everything was quiet as when the detective bad left it, and they crept on toward the hut where Edith was confined. The guard was still sleeping peacefully on the step with a rifle laid across his knees. I don't particularly care to pose as a thief and a robber," whispered the detective, "but I rather think I want that thing," and he took the rifle gently away from the sleeping man, who never stirred. Shall we tackle the window or do we go in by the door?" whispered Dick. "We shall have to step over this fellow if we use the door," said the deliective, "but on the other hand the window is nailed fast. I tried it when I was here before. It will make a deuce of a noise if we break "The door is the only way," said Ned. "We might lift that fellow off the step and I don't believe he would ever wake." "Too big a risk altogether," said the Unknown. "Just wait a bit. I'll let Edith know we are here." He crept to the window and tapped lightly on the pane. A guttering candle was burning inside, and they could see Edith turn her head and look toward the window, and as it was dark outside, they felt that it was very doubtful if she could see them. It will let her know that there is something in the wind, anyhow," said the detective. "Now, then, in we go Keep a sharp watch on that fellow, Dick. Don't shoot unless you have to. Thunder! he is awake now." Just then the man straightened up and opened his '1'lyes, giving a frightful yell, and then springing to his feet. "Stop that!" cried the detective, jumping on him and sefa:ing him by the throat. "In with you, boys!" he added. "The mischief is probably done now!" And so it was The Unknown choked the man. into silence and tumbled him over on the ground, but at the same instant the doors of two of the other huts were t .hrown open, and out rushed half a dozen men armed with rifles. "What's the matter down there?" yelled one, and he threw up his rifle and sent a shot whizzing past the Unknown's head. Now, if this had found Ned and Dick standing idly by waitmg to see the outcome of the Unknown's attack, the result might have been serious enough. But Young Klondike and his partner were not that sort, of course. At the first alarm they rushed into the hut. "I knew you'd come!" cried Edith. "Set me free, boys. Give me a rifle; I'll do my part." Now, to do this took less than a minute. In less than two Edith was outside, and hers was the second shot which flew toward the attacking toughs, the Unknown having already got in one before they came out. "Retreat to the boat !" he shouted. "Fire as you go!" "Halt there !" yelled one of the toughs. "Halt, or we will shoot everyone of you Throw up your hands!" "Throw down yours !" bawled the Unknown. "By the Jumping Jeremiah, I'll read you a lesson! I'll teach you to come sneaklng into our camp at night !" He fired again and Edith got in one more shot, Ned and Dick doing the same. Two men fell back wounded, but this scarcely reduced the number of the enemy, for six more came tumbling out of the huts, and there is no tellingwhat the result might have been if a strange occurrence had not at that moment taken place. All at once a man with long hair streaming in the wind came rushing out of the swamp behind the buts. He was armed with a rifle which he quickly emp tied, at the same time yelling: I'm the king of the Klondike Down with all rebels Come on, my faithful subjects! Come on and wipe these scoundrels out !" Every shot told, although apparently none were fatal, for the toughs made a break for the bluffs which overhung the shore. It was Young Klondike's mad miner, and he had turned the tide of battle. "Take me with you!" he cried, running with Young Klondike's party. "Take me away from this place. Hooray I'm the king of the Klondike Take me with you and you are safe. I can fight a hundred men." A m6ment later and they reached the boats and pushed off with Edith and the gold. CHAPTER XI. WORKING ON THE ISLAND AGAIN. ALL was quiet on the island when Young Klondike's party reached it and it was the same in the


24 YOUN G K LONDIK E AND 'l'HE M AD MINER. boats, for the mad miner after a few incoherent "Let's carry him up to the tent and make a spe-words curled himself up in the stern of the forward cial shelter for him," suggested Dick. boat and sank into a sound sleep. "Certainly we owe him a certain debt of grati-They were not followed. This, of course, Ned had tude," said Edith. "We might never have escaped practically rendered out of the question for the time but for him." beiug. "It's my opinion," said the detective, "that this The boats belonging to the toughs were securely hid-strange sleep is part; of his condition. It may do him den in the tundra and it would take time to find them good. Perhaps this fit is going to prove a short one. and bring th,em across the slew. It wouldn't surprise me at all if he woke up quite "Did they do you any harm, Edith ? Are you insane." jured in any way? Did they offer you any insult?" But the mad miner was not waking up just then, were the first questions put to the girl, Ned, Dic"kand whatever he might do later on. the Unknown all speaking in one breath. The boys built a shelter of hemlock boughs, and "No, no I'm all right," replied Edith. "Of the unfortunate man was carried up and laid inside. course I was awfully frightened, but I knew you would Although he was pretty well shaken up during the come for me, so I didn't do as much worrying as you operation he never moved a muscle and t.hey left him may think." sleeping as sound as ever. "What was their idea in carrying you off?" asked "That fellow is a puzzle for fair," remarked the Ned. ,, Did they say anything about that?" detective, "but we ca.n afford to leave him alone for "It was to make you pay a big ransom for me. awhile. What's to be done next, boys?" The leader was going down to the island as soon as "I say let's go to work," replied Ned. "Our busiit came daylight. From what I overheard him say I I ness is gol? digging and we'd better be seeing believe the plan was to ask a hundred thousand dol-that there s no chance to get out of this mfernal lars for my safe return." swamp. "Which, of course, we would have paid sooner than "Lost in the ,?reat Swamp It's a sad fate !"cried h h t ,, .d N d h t. the Unknown, but I know a man who can help us any arm come o you, sa1 e emp a ic-out." ally Who ?" asked Dick. "Certainly, we would," added Dick, "but thank goodness it didn't come to that. Who seemed to be the leader, Edith, did you find out his name?" "He seemed to be a French Canadian. f heard them call him Jacques, and by the way, I've got a surprise for you all." "Out with it," said the Unknown. "If you can surprise me with anything I'd like to know it. "Well, I think I can. Our guide, Pierre, far from being dead--" "Pierre, the guide." "Pshaw I presume there are fifty men in Klopstock who could help us out and as many more scat tered about the old Russian diggings. They are about as much use to us as Pierre." "You're wrong," said the detective. "They are o! no use to us, at all, because we can't get at them, but we can get at Pierre." "Hello! Do you mean to go for Mr. Pierre and put him to work?" demanded Ned. "Is with that gang, and no prisoner, either !" "Yes, I do Confound the scoundrel Think of all broke in the Unknown. "Well, well, I thought as the worrying we've done about him, and after all I much." I suppose he meant to betray us to this gang from the Then Ned told Edith about their ad ventures with first." the madman, and by the time he had finished they "It looks that way, of course," replied Ned. "But were back at the island, :111d the remainder of the you'd better let him alone. It would be the height of night 'passed quietly enough. folly to risk another encounter with the gang." Morning dawned clear and cool, and found Young The detective made a mumbling reply and walked Klondike on the watch, the others having turned in to away. try and get a little sleep. "The Unknown is good for another of his myster-And there was one who did not wake up even when ious disavpearances about this time," remarked Ned. the sun rose, and did not appear at the breakfast "Just wait a bit. You'll see." table that morning. And, sure enough, before the sun was an hour high, It was the mad miner. Young Klondike found it Edith discovered that one of the boats was missing, impossible to arouse this stmnge being when they and the detective was nowhere to be found. reached the island, and he had been carefully covered They did not wast,e much timP in '..-orrying about with blankets in the boat and left to sleep his sleep it. however, for they knew the Unlmown's ways too out. well to imagine that worrying would do the least But when daylight came he was just as sound good. asleep as ever, and no amount of shaking or calling Before this Ned rind Dick had gone to work on the seemed to produce the least shaft-in the gully, and noon found them rea .dy to be" What are we goil)g to do with hfm ?" asked I gin a clean up, for the mild weather had prevented Young Klondike, the thawed out ground from freezing again.


---.. .--..... --..... ----------YOUNG KLONDIKE .AND THE MAD MINER. 25 This looks well, Dick," remarked Young Klon dike, poking over the pile of sand. I can see the little nuggets with the naked eye." "Same with me," replied Dick. "It's my opinion it is going to pan out rich." "Shall we do a little washing before dinner, or wait until we have given Edith's cooking a try?" "Oh, we may as well wash out a few pans just to see how it goes," replied Dick. There was plenty of water to be had from the small stream which ran through the bottom of the gully, and the boys went to their washing; by the end of half an hour they were able to report the most. as tonishing results. The first pan showed a yield of over fifteen hundred dollars, roughly est ;imated, of course, but it was not possible that it could be more than a hundred dollars out of the way. The second pan showed a little over twelve hun dred, but the third gave the astonishing yield of two thousand. Ned knew that it was coming. He could tell by the enormous weight of the sand as he lifted the pan. "Well, by the Jumping Jeremiah, as the Un known would say, if he were here," cried Young Klondike, "this beats anything I ever saw." "It's a most unheard of yield for simple panning," replied Dick. "This mine is well worth working. We must put a gang of men on it, Ned, if we ever manage to find our way out of the Great Swamp." "Which we are going to do sooner or later, of c ourse, but I hear Edith calling us to dinner. We had better go." It wasn't very much of a dinner, but the boys com plimented Edith on the creditable manner in which she handled the few provisions they possessed, and the talk was all gold and about the wonderful yield. "Of course we must remember that the mine don't belong to us," said Ned. If it has ever been record-ed we shall be able to find it out in Dawson City, and if not, why, all we've got to do is to jump the claim under the mining law." "How is the mad miner?" asked Dick. "Have have been left up at Jacques' camp," said Ned. "I'm afraid the poor wretch has drowned himself and I'm sorry, for he did try to do me a good turn." "That's what's the matter," said Dick. "If there was Lanything we could do-hello Here is a letter I By Jove, it's addressed to Young Klondike, too!" The letter was just the leaf of a memorandum book with a few lines scribbled on it. Dick picked it up and handed it to Ned, who read as follows: "Don't forget that the miners are starving in the swamp. You go in by the slew just beyond where you left me. I'm going there now to try to rescue them. I've lost my boat, so I'm going to swim. Come, Young Klondike. Your king commands it. Come and help in the good work. GEORGE REX." "Well, upon my word, this is most extraordinary!" exclaimed Ned. '' Does he expect to swim all the way across the lake and then up the slew?" "Probably he don't expect anything; he is just going to do it," replied Edith. "Madmen, you know, will do strange things." "We must follow him," declared Ned. "This fully accounts for the cries we heard last night. If tliere is a party of suffering miners lost in the swamp we must go to the rescue." But the Unknown I" Can we leave him be tind ?" asked Edith. "Then there is the gold," said Dick. "We don't want to lose that again." We can hide the gold," replied Ned, and a note can be left for the Unknown telling him where we have gone. It is in the cause of humanity, and we must not hesitate !" Work on the island was going on in good earnest, and there seemed to be plenty to do beside digging gold. CHAPTER XII. JUST IN TIME. you seen him lately, Edith?" LOADING such provisions as would quickest relieve I had a look at him a short time before I called the necessities of a starving party into the boat, you," replied Edith. "He seemed to be sleeping just Young Klondike with Edith and Dick set off over the the same then." lake, heading for the slew, up which Mr. Pomeroy had "Guess I'll look in on him," said Ned, and he went led them the night before. over to the shelter to find, to his astonishment, that As they rowed along they discussed the mad miner it was deserted. and the singular adventures through which they had The mad miner had disappeared. passed. But how had he gone? "If we could only get out of the swamp," re-The boat was drawn up on the shore all right, and marked Ned. "That's wha.t-'s troubling me. I there was no place on the island where the man could don't like the idea of being iost here with winter hide. coming on, for all the big nuggets on earth won't "He must have drowned himself!" exclaimed Ned, compensate for the risk we run of losing our lives." and with a shout he told Dick and Edith how the "If we don't get out soon there will be no chance case stood. of getting out before spring," said Dick, "and of "Perhaps he has swum over to the tundra," sug-course we are not at all prepared to winter here. It gested Dick. was a crazy undertaking starting for the Russian "He could not have used his own boat; that must diggings this time of year."


/ 26 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. "I wonder how far we are from Klopstock," said Edith. "Of course we have no idea, and for all we know we may be within a few miles of it." "True.eough," replied Dick, "but even allowing that is so, since we don;t know the way we might just as well be at the other end of the earth." "Hello!" cried Ned. "What's all that smoke over there?" The atmosphere was unusually clear that morning and one could see for a long distance. Ned pointed out a column of smoke off to the westward. It rose straight up, for there was no wind, and just beyond it was another column and beyond that a third. "What do you make out of it?" demanded Edith. "It's in exactly the opposite direction from Jacques' camp." Why, it must be frost fires," replied Ned. "It can't be anything else." Then there you are," said Dick. "There is no body building frost fl.res on the tundra, I suppose." "I don't know about th;:i.t," laughed Ned. "Wouldn't want to be sure. We built one on the i8land, didn't we ?" "That's what we did." "Well, then, anyone seeing our fire would have been puzzled, same as we are now, but I don't be lieve those are frost fl.res, Dick: My idea is that they are burning in the old Russian diggings. That's Klopstock diggings as sure as you live." Now, Young Klondike was fully justified in this conclusion, for the smoke was in the direction of Klopstock, and there was absolutely no other min-ing camp near. "That's worth looking into," declared Ned. "Lo cate the direction, Dick. We shall make a move that way as soon as we are through with this business." They pulled on and entered the slew. Before they had quite reached the place where they lost sight of the mad miner the day before, they were sud denly startled by the sound of something like a big animal rushing through the tundra moss. "What in the world is that?" exclaimed Edith. "Can it be a moose or a caribou?" "What an extraordinary person he is to be sure!" exclaimed Edith . "Do you think the slew we are looking for is there ?" "Wouldn't wonder at all," replied Ned. "Let's push right on and see." Before they had taken a dozen strokes all were startled by loud cries coming over the swamp. "Help! Help! Help!" rang out through the giant moss. "Fire a shot! Let them know we are here !" ex claimed Dick. "I'll bet you what you like those are the people we are looking for." Edith fired twice. Immediately the cries ceased. "That settled them," said Dick. "Gave them the scare, I suppose. Like enough they've been attacked by the Jacques gang." Hello there Hello Who are you and where are you?" shouted Ned. You need not be afraid of us if you are in trouble, friends." "We are lost in the swamp!" came the answer, after a few moments. "We are starving to death. If you can help us, for Heaven's sake do it, for we are almost gone!" "That's business!" cried Ned. "We've located them at last. Who are you?" he yelled. "We wa .nt to know who you are?" "A party of prospectors bound into the old Ru sian diggings. Who are you !" "They call me Young Klondike!" replied Ned. "Perhaps you have heard the name!" Hooray Hooray A shout went up which proved that the name of Young Klondike was perfectly well known. "How many in your party?" cried Ned. "Eleven I" came the answer. "Where are you?" "We can't tell you. We don't know." "Are you in the moss or on an island?" "On an island. We can't be far from you. We can hear you very plain." "All right! We'll try and find you, but I don't know as we can give you much help. We are lost in the swamp ourselves." "Hardly on the tundra," replied Ned. "It's some-It proved, however, to be l(lss trouble to locate the thing, though. Get ready, Edith. We may have a distressed party than Young Klondike anticipated, fight on hand." for in a moment they came to the place where the Edith leveled her rifle in the direction of the sound. mad miner had disappeared and found, as they had They had not long to wait. All at once they saw expected, a cross slew the mad miner rush out of the tundra and dive head-1 To follow this was easy enough. They saw nothing first into the slew, giving a wild shout as he went. of Mr. Pomeroy, but every stroke brought them near-In a moment he rose to the surface, and without er and nearer to the Yoices which kept shouting to looking back or showing by any sign that he was them from time to time. aware of the presence of the boat, he went swimming At last a turn in the slew brought them in sight of off up the slew yelling in the wildest fashion. a small island occupying the middle of the sluggish "Pull! Pull!" cried Ned. "We must catch up stream which here widened. with him! Hello, there, Mr. Pomeroy! Hello!" A number of half starved looking men were gath-He might as well have called to the winds for any ered on the shore and a wild shout of welcome went attention the mad miner paid to him. up as Young Klondike's boat approached. In a few moments he turned into the tundra and "Thank God you have come, young man!" ex-vanished from their sight. claimed a tall miner, who wore a heavy red beard. "I


, YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE MAD MINER. 2'1 don't believe we could have survived two days longer. matter to hire men in the Klondike at any price, these We haven't a blessed thing to eat in the camp." seemed to be just the sort of fellows Young Klondike "Oh, we can fix you off all right on that score !" i1eeded for his work. answered Ned. "Don't worry, friends. For the time As they pulled down the slew, Ned asked Charley being your troubles are over. We've brought the Rolfs about the mad miner. grub along and will give you a good square meal right "That man!" cried Charley. "Why, of course now." we have seen him many a time. He scared us almost It is a pleasant thing to feed the hungry. to death first time he came, for there he was swim-Young Klondike had an opportunity to enjoy that ming in the slew and yelling out that he was the king pleasure to the fullest extent that day, for a more of the Klondike. Then all at once he made a bolt rave nous crowd than these miners one never saw. right into the tundra, where any sane man would The leader introduced himself as Charley Rolfs; a sink into the mud up to his neck. I don't see how he Chic ago man, he said he was. Being unsuccessful in does it, I vow!" his prospecting operations on the Klondike he de"Wall, now, boss," said a grizzled old miner who termined to try his luck at the old Russian diggings, was one of Charley's party, "that reminds me of the and gathering a party around him they had started madman of Newfoundland." by way of Jake's Relay House and the Barman Fields "Hold up, Henry," 1said Charley, "I just want to three weeks before. tell Young Klondike that we have seen him many When they reached the Great Swamp their guide times since, and once he came on the island and deserted them and they soon lost their way among talked quite sensibly and promised to send us help. the sle ws, and right after this they were attacked by That was last night, in fact. Say, boss, perhaps it the Jacques gang and robbed of everything of value was him what sent you ?" in their possession. "That's who it was," replied Ned. "I'll tell you "We begged hard to have them guide us into my experiences with him later. Now, then, Henry, Klopstock, or back to the foot of the mountains," let us hear about your madman of Newfoundland." added Charley Rolfs. "We'd have cheerfully given "Wall, boss, it was when I was working in the them even the clothes on our backs if they would only copper mines at Betts' Cove, on the island of New have done this, but they wouldn't listen nor tell us foundland, that I seen him. Everybody knowed him which way to go. All they would do was to leave us in them days. That man used to walk all over the our boats and I suppose that was because they were island-it's entirely uninhabited in the interior, yo:i old and leaky, otherwise I don't believe but what know. He'd be seeJon the Atlantic i;oast, and then they would have shot every one of us, and carried off all of a sudden he'd pop up in the Labrador settle the boats." ments, or away up north or some other place; but "They are a bad lot," said Ned, and he related his what I was a-getting at was his swimming in the icy own experience with them. waters. Didn't make no difference whether it was "What was your guide's name?" he added, seized winter or summer; he'd jump right in and swim with a sudden idea. across a river or a channel. No one ever knowed who "Pierre Montalban," replied Charley Rolfs. be was nor never will now, fo.r one night he was found "As I supposed. He is the scounurel hired to dead in a lonely hut on the Labrador coast, and that's guide us through to Klopstock. A snowstorm which I what will happen to this fellow some of these days, we encountered on the Barman Fields rather spoiled you'll see." his plans, but he got in his fine :work later. One of "I've heard of that man," said Ned. "I read our has gone to look for hm;now. If he ever ahout him in the papers before I left New York, but gets his h ands on the fellow, there ll be no here we are at the lake and it's only a short distance ing as capper for the s JUSt to the island now. Hello! Some one firing! What's about whait he h a s been domg right along. th f th" ?" e meamng o is. It w a s decided that they should all return to the . . island and join forces. Charley Rolfs' party seemed Rifle shots .were heard off m the direction of the islto be an honest, straightforward lot, and Young and, and anx10us to know what meant Young Kl ndike felt that he could trust them with his golden Klondike and Charley made all possible baste to get se:ret. their boats around out of the slew. He had another idea also in connection with these Here the island lay in plain sight before them, and men. We'll put them to work. on the mine, Dick," he to their dismay they could see a number of boats filled with men along the shore. whispered. "If we can once get through to KlopSeveral of the men were firing up at the bluff where stock and raise a party to hunt these toughs out of stood the Unknown perfectly regardless of his danger the swamp, there is no reason why we shouldn't hire firing down at them. all these fellows and let them work the mine on They could see the plucky little detective shake hi s shares." fist at the gang and hear his shouts as he ordered The scheme was certainly a good one, for Charley them off, although they were not able to distinguish Rolfs' party was now penniless, and as it is no easy words.


28 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND THE M'.AD MINER. "Great Scott It's the Jacques gang!" cried I "Now that's nonsense," said Ned. "How could Dick. "Faster! Pull faster!" exclaimed Edith. Unknown can't hope to hold on there long! just in time!" CHAPTER XIII. OUT OF THE GREAT SWAMP AT LAST. the mad miner get back to the island unless he had "The wings." We are "Oh, I don't know about that," said Dick. "While we stopped to feed our friends here he might have swam back-there was plenty of time." But as everybody pooh-poohed this, Dick said no more about it, and they pulled on to the island to be met by the detectJve on the shore. "Well, what have you been up to now, Zed?" cried Edith. "You are always getting into some scrape." "ARE we just in time to save the Unknown or just "Up to snuff and up to Jacques' camp where I made in time to be too late?" cried Ned, filled with a thoua capture,'; exclaimed the detective. "l found him sand fears. asleep in the lower hut_ and I ma. rched him out. I Indeed, it looked pretty black for the Unknown. was seen, though, and the gang followed me as soon Anybody else would have retreated from the edge as they could launch their boats. Ye gods and little of the bluff instantly, but the detective s".;uck to his fishes! You all came just in time. I say, Young post and fired shot after shot. Klondike, who have you got there?" Anybody else would have done some damage to. Ned explained while the prospectors were coming the enemy, but the Unknown's aim was notoriously ashore, but not a word of explanation would the Un bad, and Ned could not see that his firing interfered known give. much with those in the boats. "I've got my man, that's all!" he kept saying. All at once they saw the Unknown's plug hat go "Come up on the bluff and see who he is." flying off; evidently a bullet had gone through it, Of course no one expected to see the Unknown's and this s e em e d to settle the business, for the detect-mythical man wheri they arrived at the tent, and i v e immediately b eat a retreat and passed out of view. they were not disappointed, for the detective's pris-A shout went up from the boats, and the men be-oner proved to be no less a person than Pierre. g a n pulling for the shore with the evident intention "By gracious here's good luck !" cried Young of landing on the island. KlQndike. "Now we've got a man who can guide Up to this t i me they did not ajpear to have caught us out of the Great Swamp." sight of Young Klondike's party, and Ned and CharPierre, whose hands were bound behind him, le y Rolfs, who had been pushing forward for all they scowled blackly. wer e worth, were now within rifle range. "Mebbe I will and mebbe I won't!" he said. "I "This is our time!" cried Young Klondike. "Let don't like the way you treated me, boss. 'Twan't them have it, boys! Now then, altogether!" a squar deal to go off and desert me the way you There were three rifles among Charley Rolfs' party did." which had escaped the t hieves, and as Ned, Dick and "Rats!" cried the Unknown. "Did we run our Edith each had theirs, they were able to let the sled down that Devil's Slide on purpose? Did we enemy have a very respectable volley! tell you to jump off?" It did the business. "All the same I don't like it," growled Pierre. Three men fell back in the boats wounded. "That's what made me join this gang." "Sheer off from that island or you are all dead "Rubbish!" cried Charley Rolfs. "You're a cap-men !"shouted Klondike, and beforethe enemy per for the gang, that's what you are. Don't you could bring their boats around so that they could get know me?" a shot, two more volleys were poured upon them, and "No; never seen you in my life before," grunted as far as Ned could see there was more damage done. the guide. At all events this settled the battle, for the boats "He lies, boss," said Charley, turning to Young were turned in the opposite direction. Pulling around Klondike. "This is the guide who betrayed us. I'm the island. the attacking party was soon out of sight. J prepared to shoot him for his treachery, if you say Then the Unknown appeared on the bluff waving the word." his hat and shouting : "You don't surprise me, Charley," replied Young "Come on! Come on, Young Klondike By the Klondike, "but to shoot him would certainly be a Jumping Jeremiah, we've made them hunt a hoie, very foolish piece of business. What this fellow has and I've made a captur

i YOUNG KLONDIKE aND 'THE MINER. 29 It was.determined to make a start at once and to j manded the detective. "What do you mean by this go in the direction of Klopstock. Ned told about the sudden change of front?" smoke, which indeed was still visible, and it was de"Come, now, I hain't a-talkin' to you," growled cided that the camp could not be so v ry far away. Pierre, "I'm addressing a gent what goes by the name "We'll leave the gold where you buried it, dear of Young Klondike. Do you hear me, boss?" boy," the Unknown remarked to Ned. "I like your "Of course I do," replied Ned, who had beenlistenplan of hiring these men, and I think we can put it ing to some of the details of Mr. Pomeroy's sad story, through if we can only get a party at Klopstock to "but I must say I don't like the way you speak to help us_bunt the Jacques gang out of the swamp." my friend." Ned then took Charley Rolfs and one or two of his "Oh, that be blowed. What do I care for that men down into the gully and showed them how the little bag of wind? I say I've changed my mind and sand panned out. am ready to go to Klopstock. I'll turn State's evi" I'll give you and your friends ten dollars a day cence and give away the gang." and balil interest in all you takeout to work this claim "By the Jumping Jeremiah, you are mean enough for me through the winter," Ned now announced. to turn informer or any other old thing," cried the "You shall be provided with a comfortable house and U rrknown. "But here we are at the entrance to anplenty of provisions, and I think you can make a good other slew; which do we do, take it or go straight thing out of it. All you want is to be assured that on?" you are safe from attack by the Jacques gang, and "Take it," replied Pierre, promptly, and the boats I think we shall be able to fix that, too." were turned into the slew. This very liberal proposition was received with the "If I remember rightly, our way lay straight greatest enthusiasm, for all these men had heard of ahead,'.' said Mr . Pomeroy, looking anxiously around. the wonderful success of Golden & Luckey and were "However, I can never trust my memory for anyonly too glad of an opportunity to associate them-tl d b t I' th l 1 1 h fi nng nowa ays, u m sure ere is a cross s e11 se ves wit l t e rm. 1 d' t f th' b k t th h . ea mg ou o is, ac m o e one we ave JUSt for an immediate departure were now \ left a little distance ahead; perhaps he means to put m order and soon they were ready for a start. I make a short cut, in which case it will be all right." "I hate terribly to go a":ay leave that unfor"That's the way!" cried Pierre. "Don't you tr)" tunate fellow Pomeroy behmd us, Ned remarked to t0 throw no scare into Young Klondike I'm runnin'" Dick, as they were about to go down to the boats. this business now." 0 The words were more than uttered when the "You're getting entirely too fresh! That's what's hemlock boughs wh1ch formed the front of the brush th tt 'th ,,, d th U k "N d . e ma er w1 you crie e n nown. e shelter were thrown aside and out walked the mad I' f .d t t ,, ma ra1 we are runmng m o a rap. miner to the utter astonishment of all. "Look Look behind us !" cried Edith. "Good His clothes were wet and sodden, and his long hair hung in a. matted mass down upon his shoulders, but he was sane and answered rationally when Young Klondike addressed him. Of all that had happened since he jumped overboard on the previous night, he had not the faintest recollection. Nor could he tell how he got back to the camp. "No matter. Don't worry about me. I'm used to it," he said, "but for Heaven's sake take me with you to Klopstock. Get me out of this dreadful swamp be gracious, you are right!" A number of boats bad suddenly come out of the tundra in the rear of Young Klondike's party. They were filled with armed toughs who immediately open ed fire. At the same instant Edith gave a shout, calling their at. tent10n to four other boats on ahead which bad come into view around a turn in the sluggish stream, and were now bearing down upon them as fast as oars could pull them along. fore winter. comes on." "That's your work, you treacherous dog!" cried. Of course, nobody raised any objection, and themad the detective, shaking his fist at Pierre. "You knew miner went in Young Klondike's boat. that Jacques would lay for us here. By the Jumping They passed out of the Jake into a wide slew, and Jeremiah, I see him in the forward boat !" 1 for an hour pulled toward the smoke through various "We must prepare to defend ourselves, friends !" windings, guided by Pierre, who grudgingly pointed cried Ned. "Charley Rolfs, you attend to our enout the way, when the Unknown's revolver had been emies in the rear, and we'll look out for the ones a few times planked at his bead. ahead. Zed, don't bother any more with that fellow. If it had not been that the smoke was constantly We'll settle bis case when we get to Klopstock. Now, coming nearer, Young Klondike might well have then, up rifles Fire !" doubted if it was safe to trust such a man as Pierre. But promptly as Ned acted, he was not in time to All at once the guide changed his tune. get in the first shot, for at the same instant a volley "Say, boss!" he exclaimed, "I've been thinking of bullets came flying toward them from both parties this business over, and I've made up my mind that of the J acques gang. after all I'd sooner go to Klopstock than not." Young Klondike's answer was prompt, however, "Come, what put that notion into your head ?" dej and for a few moments the battle raged in lively style.


30 YOUNG KLONDIKE AND 'l'HE MAD MINER. Mr. Pomeroy took an oar and gave Ned a chance to J out to hunt down the Jacques gang-they started use his rifle. 1 early the following morning. Many of them were "Make for Lhe cross slew !"he cried. "We are captured and turned over to the authorities, and the within a stone's throw of Klopstock now. If we can rest were driven out of the Great Swamp. only cut in ahead of them, we may yet succeed in giv-Young Klondike and his friends, after establishing ing them the slip." Charley Rolfs' party at the mine on the island, went The Unknown plied his oar vigorously, and amid a back to Dawson City, with their gold accompanied by rain of bullets they swung around into the cross slew. Mr. Pomeroy, who remained sane during the entire A yell of rage went up from the other boat, as they journey, and, indeed, is still so. His mind seems to passed out of sight between the big walls of moss, be completely restored, and he is now at work in and Pierre scowled blackly, but his face grew darker Young Klondike's great mine in El Dorado creek. still a moment later, though nobody noticed him when Charley Rolfs is doing well on the island, and every-the shout of triumph went up from both boats. thing points to a successful mine. Ned found that There, right before them, was dry land and a mining the claim had never been located, and promptly had camp and Old Glory waving. it recorded in the firm's name. It belongs to Golden "Klopstock at last!" cried the mad miner. "It & Luckey to-day. was nearer than I thought for. We are safe!" 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Besides the various methods of handkerchief, fan, glove, parasol, window and hat flirtation, it contains a full list of the and senti ment of flewers, which is interesting to everybody, both old and fOUng. You c annot be hapJR; without one. Price 10 cents. Address Frank publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New No. 4, How to Dance Is the title of a new and handsome little book just issued by.Frank Tousey. It contains;'u ll instructions in the art of dancing, etiquette in the ball-room and at parties, how to dress, and full directions for calling off in all popular square dances. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 5, How to Make Love.-A complete guide to love, courtship and m arriage, giving advice, rules and etiquette to 'be ob served, with many curious and intereeting things not generally known. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th S t ree t, New York. No,6. Bow to Become an Athlete.-Giving full instruction for the use or dumb bells, Indian cluba1 parallel bars, horizontal bars and various otner methods of developing a good, containing over sixty illustra tions. Every boy can become strong and healthy by following the instructions contained in this little book. Price 10 cents. Address Frank 7ousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New No. 7. Bow to Keep Hlrds.-Handaomely ciustrated, and full instructions for the management and training of the canary, mocking-bird'pbobolink, blackbird, paroquet, parret, etc. rice 10 cents. Address Frank 'Tou se y, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New Yark. No, 8. How to Become a Sclentlst,-A usetul and instructive book, giving a complete treatise on chemistry; also, experiments in Moustics, mechanics, mathema1 ics, chemistryJ and directions for making fire-works, colorea fires, and gas balloons. This book cannot be equa led. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No, 9. How to Become a Ventriloquist.By Harry Kennedy. 1'he secret given away. Every intelligent boy reading this book of ln11tructions, by a practical professor multitudes every night with his wonderful inn tations), can master the art, and create any l'mount of fun for himself and friends. It is the i:reatest book ever published, and there's milhona (of fun) in it. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, York No. 10, How to Hox.-Theartof self defense made easy. Containing over thirty illustrations of guards, blows and the different poaitiena of a good boxer. Every boy should obtain one of t hese useful and inatruetive books, as it will teach you how to box withaut an instructor. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publish er, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 11. How to Write Love-J.etters.-A most complete little book, containi-ng tnll d irec tJons for love-Hitters, 1Lnrl when to use them: also giving specimen letters tor both young and old. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 12. How te Write Letters to J.adles.Givin!I' complete instructions for writing letters to ladiee on all subjects; also letters of intro duction, notes and requests. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New Yark. No. 13. How to Do It; or, Book of Jl:tl quette.-It is a great life secret, and one that every young man desires to know all about. Send 19 cents and get it. There's happiness in it. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No, 14. How to Make tlandy.-A complete hand-book tor making all kinds of candy, ice cream, syrupakessencea, etc., etc. Price 10 cents. Address Fran Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 15. How to Become Rlch.-This wonderful book presents you with the example and life experience of some of the most noted and wealthy men in the world, including the self. made men of our country. The book is edited by one of tbe moat successful men of the present age, whose own example is in itself guide enough for these who aspire to fame and money. 'fbe book wiil give you the secret. Price 10 cents. Address Frank 'l'ousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 16. How to Keep a Window Garden,Containi>lg full instructions for constructing a window garden either in town or country, and the moat approved methods for raising beautiful flowers at home. The most complete book of the kind ever published. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, p.11blisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No.17. How to Dress.-Conta.ining full instruction in the art of dressing and appearing well at home and abroad, giving the selections of colors, material, and how to have them made up. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 18. How to Become BeautlfuL-One of the brightest and most valuable little books ever given to the world. Everybody wishes to know how to become beautiful, both male and female. The secret is simple, and almo8' cost less. Read this book and be convinced how to become beautiful. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No, 19. Frank Tousey's United States Distance Tables. Pocket Companion aad Guide. -Gi vinf tho official distances on all the Pail roads o the United ::ltatea and Canada. Also table of distances by water to foreign ports, hack fares in the principal cities, reports of the census, etc., etc., making it one of the most complete and bandy books published. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 20. How to Entertain an Evening Party,-A very valuable little book just published. A complete compendium of games, sports, carddivers1ona, comic recreations, etc., suitable for 'Parlor or drawing-room entertainment. It con tains more for the money than any book pub lished. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 21. How to Hunt and Fish.-The mos, complete bunting and fishing J!'Uide ever pub lished. It. contains full instructions about guns. hunting dogs, traps, trapping and fishing; to gether with descriptions of game and fish t Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publish er, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 29. How to Do Second Slght.-Heller's second sight explained by his former assistant, Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how tbe secret dia logues were carried on between the magician and the bo;r on the stage; also giving all the codes and signals. The only authentic explana tton of ae'lond sight. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 W1!st 26th Street, New York. No, 23, How to Jr.xplain Dreams.-Everybody dreams, from the little child to the aged man and woman. This little book gives the ex planation to all kinds of dreams, together with lucky and unlucky dllys, and Sapoleon'a Orn.c ul um," the book of fate. Price 10 cents. Ad dress Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Stree t, New York. No. 24. How to Write l.etters to Gentle rnen.-Containing full directions for writing to gentlemen on all subjects; also giving sam ple letters for instruction. Price 10 cents. Ad dress Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, Ntiw York. No. 25, How to Become a Gymuast.-Con taining full instructions for all kinda of gym nastic sports and athletic exercises. ing thirty-five iHustratlona. By Professor W. Macdonald. A handy and useful book. l?rice 10 cents. Address Frank 'J!ouse;v, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York, No, %6. How to Row, Sall and Build a Boat.-Fully ilh1strated. Evel'J' boy should know how to raw and sail a boat. Full instruc tions are given in this little boek, together with instructions on and riding, compan ion srrts to boa Price 10 cents. Address pub 'sher, 29 West 26th Street, No. 27. How to Recite and Hook of Red tatlons.-Containing the most popular selec tions in use, comprising Dutch dialect, Frencll dialect, Yankee and Irish dialect togeth er with many standard readings. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 2S. How to Tell Fortnnes.-Everyone is desirous of knowing what his life will bring forth, whether happiness ol' misery, wealth or povery. You can tell by a glance at this little book. Buy ane and be convinced. Tell your own fortune. 1'ell the fortune of your friends. Price 10 cen ta. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 29. How to Hecome an Inventor. Every boy should know bow inventions origin ate. Thia book explains thElm all, giving exam ples in electricity, hydraulics, magnetism, op tics, pneumatics, mechanics, et.c., etc. The most instruct! ve book published. Price 10 cents. .Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th .atreet, New Yerk. No. 30. How to Cook.-One ot the most In structive books on cooking ever published. It contains reBipes for oooking meats, fish, gamoil and oysters; also pies, puddings, cll.kee and a kinds of pastry, and a grand collection of recipes by one of our popular cooks. Only 10 cents per cepy. Address Frank Tousey, pub lisher, 29 ":eat street, New York. No. 31, How to Uecome a Speaker.-Con taining fourteen illustrations, giving the differ ent positions requisite to become a good speak er, reader and elocutionist. Also containing gems from all the popular authors-0f prose and poetry, arranged m the most simple and con else manner posaihle Price JO cents. Address publisher, 29 West 26th Street, No, 32. Hew to Jtide a Ulcycle.-Handsomely illustrated, and containing full direc tions for mounting, riding and managing a bl c;rcle, fully explained with practical illustra t1ons; also dreotions for picking_ out a machine, Price 10 cents. Addreas Frank Tousey, publish er, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 33. How to Behave.-Containing the rules and etiquette of good society and the easi est and most a ppro-red methods of appearing to good ad at parties, balls, the theater, church, and m the drawing-room. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 34, How to Fence,-Contalning full In struction for fencing and the use of the broad sword; also instruction in archery. Described with twenty-one practical i\luatrationa, giving the best positions in fencing. A complete book. Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, pub lisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 35, How to Play Games.-A complete and useful little book, .containing the rules and regulations of billi a rds, bagatelle, backgammon, croquet, dominoes, etc. Price 10 cen ta. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 36. How to Solve Conundrmns.-Containing all the leading conundrums of the day, amusing riddles, curious catches and witty say Higs. Price 10 cents. Address Frank 1'ousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 37. How to Keep Honse.-It contains Information for everybedy, b eys, girls, men and women; it wm teach you how to make almost anything around the botiae, such as parlor or naments, bracket s cementa, mollan harps, and bird lime for bir,da Price 10 cents. Address Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York. No. 38. How to Become Your Own Doctor. -A wonderful book, containing qaeful and practical information in the treatment of ordinary diseases and ailments common to every family. Abounding In useful and effective recipes for general complain-ta. Price 10 cents. Ad dress Frank Tousey, publisher, 29 West 26th Street, New York,


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