Jack Wright and his magnetic motor, or, The Golden City of the Sierras


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PLQCJ< 1:.UCJ<. Complete Stories of Adventure. 7Huelf Week/,y-By Subscription $2.50 p e r y ear. E11.terea as Seco n d Olass Matter at the New York{ N Y. Post Office, November 7, 1898. Entered acco rding to A.ct o f Oonoress, in the y ear 1902, in the otrice of tne Libraria n of Oongress, Washington, D. 00 by Frank Tousey, 24 Union Square New York. N o 214 NEW YORK, JULY 9, 1902. P r ice 5 Cents. JACK WBIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOB OR, The Golden City of the Sierras. By NONAME." CHAPTER I. THE BOY I N VENTOR. Late in the afternoon of a hot July day the inhabitants of the thriving village of Wrightstown were startled by hearing a rapid suc cession of pistol shots, proceeding from the suburbs, followed by the wild yells of two men and the pounding of many equine hoofs. The village was situated at the head of a pretty bay on tl),e Atlantic coast1 and was made up of fishermen's cottages, private residences and one main business street lined by stores It was named after a celebrated invento r of submarine boats who had died several years befo re, and who was suc ceed e d by his son Jack, a fine lo oking, dark-complexioned youth of great inventive power, consummate courage, an"d immense ambition. The boy r e sided in a stately mansion on the outskirts of the village, where, at the foot of his garden, he had built, on the bank of a pretty cree k a hi,ge brick workshop, in whic h he evolved a number of wonderful inventions worked by glancing up he was amazed to see an immense cloud or d ust coming along the road toward him, out of which the startling sounds he had just heard proceeded. The boy s dark eyes opened with surprise, and he steppe d aside, with his glance fixed intently upon the dust clo ud, when there began to loom up in its midst, as it drew nearer, a herd of mustangs. There were fully fifty of the ugly bony, wiry little beasts, and they were rushing along, pursued by a man m ounted upon the back ol one of them, his stalwart figure clad in a suit of buckskin, his long, gray hair covered by a wide-brimmed sombrero that shaded his bearded face from the sun, while in one hand he held a long-lashed drover' s whip, and in the other a smoking, navy revolver. He was looking back over his shoulders when J ack saw him, and following the direction of his glance the boy o bserv ed that three horsemen, in Mexican costumes, were chasing him and firing revolvers as they came thundering alo ng. Hello the re! What' s the matter?" shouted Jack. The mustang drive r by this time was nearly abreast o f t h e boy and glancing over at him, with a start of surprise, he roared: electricity. "Thar' s three greasers arter my life, pilgrim. With these strange contrivances, and accompani e d b y two "What for?" questioned Jack, withdrawing a peculiarloo k friends of h i s who live d with him, named Fritz Schneid e r and ing pneumatic revolver from his hippocket Timothy Topstay, he h a d gone on many perilous trips, amass"Wanter rob me and steal these yere hosses!" came the Ing a great fortune. man' s reply. The boy returned home some time before from a won"I'll stop them in their tracks for you said j ack, who derful aerial voyage, and since then had been working upon now saw that the three swarthy fellows in pursuit were a most singular-looking motor, operate d by magnetism. Mexi c ans. 1 Upon the day whe n our story begins Jack Wright had The y were very dark, o f them past middl e li f e w earfinished his strange invention, and gone out for a quiet stroll ing beards, and the one in advance having only a must ache along a country road to think ove r the result of his. work, on his sullen fa c e when the pistols shots, yells and pounding of hoofs reached O n swept the drove of mustangs and their owne r past Jac k his ears. and the boy stepped out i nto the road and stoo d fea rlessly Aroused fro m a deep rever ie, the b o y c ame to a pau se and in front o f t h e oncoming trio o f Mexicans

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! JAG.i..... WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. Aiming his pistol at the foremost horse, Jack pressed the trigger. No report followed, but there came a howl of the bullet, which was filled with a high explosive, and it struck the Mexican s hors e and burst inside of th. e animal, killing it instantly. Down it fell, first upon its knees, throwing the young Mexican over its head upon the hard road, where he lay for a few moments, partially stunned. The other two horses parted on each side of him, plunged ahead, and ere the young inventor could fire again or move the y came rushing along, side by sid e almost upon him. It seemed as if the two Mexicans designed to trample hiD? down, and there was apparently no escape for Wright, but h e c oolly measure d his ground and remaine d immovable. Between the two horses tnere was just enough room for him' to stand and run th. e chance of el!caping the iron-shod hoofs pounding him to death, as they passed on each side of him. He dropped his pistol, and just as the two horses' heads reached him, he seized a bridle rein in each hand, jerked them together and leaped back. The two horse s, thus steered together, collided went up on their haunches, pawing the air, their riders yelling like madmen at them, but they fell and dismounted the Mexicans. With that agile, backward leap, Jack had let the two horses shoot past him just before they came together, recovered his pistol and saw the Mexicans bite the dust. In an instant the two horses arose, rushed away without their riders, and the pursuit of the plainsman was thus virtually brought to an end. The wrath of the Mexicans was now diverted from the horse herder and turned upon the young inventor. Covered with dust, their clothing torn and their faces distorted to the semblance of a demon's, the slim, active fellows scrambled to their feet, raving furiously in Spanish. Down came his knife toward Jack's throat, when sudden a. club-like object struck his lrm and knocked the bladrte spinning., "Avast thar!" roared a bluff and hearty voice. yer lubber! I'll take yer abaft o' yer beam, an' dash m figgerhead, if yer won't tack back fer port wi' a broken boom! .' he Biff! bang! came two resounding blows, after these re.n' marks, as two brawny fists struck out and knocked the Mexiro can flying off his boy victim. Jack sprang to his feet and confronted an old sailor o over forty, with a sandy beard, a glass eye and a wooden leg with which he had kicked the knife from the Mexican's hani His ruddy face was aglow, he had a prodigious chew plug in his 'big mouth, and he wore the garb of a man-of-wq man, for he had once served on the United States frlgal Wabash in the navy with Jack's father, and found delight in lying furiously about his exploits. g "Tim Topstay!" gasped Jack, in surprise, as he recoverede his pistol. "Ay, ay, lad! cheerily answered the old salt, saluting his young friend. "You arrived just in time to save me." "I reckon as I'm allers on time, my Ther fack are f as I follered in yer wake from the house, an' wi' one sweep o' my weather eye I seen wot that 'ere pirate wuz a-doin' The Mexican arose, shook his fist a,t Tim, and poured out a vindictive string of blasphemy at him, intermingled with such horrible threats that Jack's blood ran cold. "Clear out of here!" exclaimed the boy, interrupting the tirade of abuse, to all of which Tim was utterly ignorant. "I have driven your murderous friends away and you will follow them or I swear I shall put you in jail!" He toy e d restlessly with his pistol, and the Mexican moved away. With one glance they observed the situation. Their leader was yet unconscious. Then they rushe d at Jack, each of them drawing gleaming dagge r from their red sashes. "I have got you bo t h marked!" he hissed, vindictively, a blac k scowl crossin g his face "Remember! you have not a long, seen the last of me! I shall never-never forgive the injur"Compadre!" hissed one of them. "This meddler did it, Pepe!" I "I'll murder that accursed whelp for his interference!" raved the other. "Hold, senores!" cried Jack, ringingly, in Spanish, as he menaced them with his swaying pistol. "If you advance a step you eoth perish! The clear, decisive tones and the cool, undaunted air of the boy plainly showed these men that he would keep his threat. Instantly they paused . "He speaks Spanish, Mario!" gasped one. "And he has the advantage, por mi madre!" answered the other, angrily. "Run as fast as you can!" cried Jack. "Go back the way you came!" "Carramba! Don't shoot!" yelled Pepe, in affright. "Por Dios, senor, we will obey you!" screamed Mario. "Go, then, ere I count three!" said Jack, grimly. The two Mexicans started off, side by side, like deers, and ran so fast. that they were soon at a safe distance a way along the dusty roa. d ere they vanished among the bushes. Jack watched them, with his back turned to their leader. This fellow had recovered, arose and crept toward the boy, wi_th a knife in his hand, intending to stab Jack. in the back. As soon as he got near enough ne gave a leap and landed on top of the boy, knocking him down in the road. Jack's pistol was struck from his hand. "Maledictions!" the Mexican hissed, savagely. "I sJ:iall teach you to interfere with Jacinto Take that!" ies you have done me. When we part your soul will be out of your body-I swear it by all that's holy!" The rascal had registered an oath he meant to keep. "Go!" exclaimed Jack; aiming the pistol at him. The Mexican slunk into the bushes and disappeared. He had hardly gone when the mustang driver came cantering back to Jack, to lend the l;!oy his assistance. CHAPTER II. THE MINER'S STORY. The man in buckskin did not have his drove of mustangs with him now, for he had driven them into a fenced-in lot, and he glanced around in quest of the three Mexicans. "B'ars an' catamounts!" he exclaimed. "Whar are they, pilgrim?" "The Mexicans?" replied the boy. "Oh, they went awaysick." "Waal, I reckon! Cleared out the pesky varmints, hey?" "Temporarily," replied Jack, with a smile. "Are you hurt?" "Jist got a skelp wound, pard-'tain't nuthin' ter brag on, though." He had a handkerchief tied around his head. Jack saw that he was a Western character. "How did you get hurt?" he asked. "Ain't hurt nohow. It's only a scratch," insisted the mustang driver, emphatically. "No greaser kin hurt Apache Bill, pilgrim-'tain't in 'em. When they wuz on my trail, a-firin'

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I JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. 3 rrt:::===========================================::====================:..=========::;:========== t<1rt:er me, ther wind from one o' thar singin'-pills pushed a "I don't see what good the paper would do you or Velasmack o' skin off en my eyebrow, that's all." quez, then." t( You are sensitive about the Mexicans, I see. "Don't yer? Now that shows yer ignerence. I do. Wot n "Down in Arizony an' New Mex whar I cum from, t hey r e brung me yere? I tell yer: When I wuz down in Sonora, I t finder got the t 'ere idee sot in thar cocoanuts, an' I reckon hearn tell o' a pilgrim named Jack Wright, wot made a fiyin' fey ain't mistooke n I never s pected as Jacinto Velasquez machine, an' thinks I, that's jist wot I want ter git away wi' his or'nary yalle r l eftenants wuz a-goin' ter trail me yere this 'ere treasure. So I sells out my minin' claim an' I bought \rom Sonora, but they did it." a herd o' mustangs an' bronchos ter sell, an 'shipped 'em north. "The Mexicans are old enemies of yours, then?" Yestiddy we arruv, an' drove 'em yere, ter sell 'em on spec, ) "Waal, I ;eckon." an' then ter call on Jack Wright, an' buy one c' his fiyin' > "Any special cause for it?" machines, so's ter go arter this tre a sure." "Mebbe thar i s Me an' Velasque z wuz a-playin' ther game Jack smile d with amusement. 1 brisca' one night in a gamblin' diggin' s an' I won every You have faith in the parchment, then?" asked. ubloon ther cu s s had. Then he put up a roll o' parchment, "Waal, I reckon. So d you, if yer r e ad ther pa:\)er ,,. ot wuz wrapped in an Aztec vase, an' bet it agin my pile, "Suppose Jack Wright won t sell you a flying machine?" I won that, too an' he tried ter kill me arterward ter "Then, b'gum, I'll whack up with him an' t a ke Llim along." gEt it back, but I got ther drop on him, put a ball through his "Have you any idea what it costs to build his inventions?" 1ear an' he sneaked away." "Nary a idee, but I've got t e n thousan' dollars ter--" .. "It must have been a valuable parchment?" "Ten thousand? Bosh-that' s only a flea bite. "Waal, I reckon! It wuz a full description o' ther Golden "Wot--" gasped Apache Bill, in surprise. City o' ther Sierras, wi' plans o' how ter reach it, which no "Jack Wright's inventions cost to build sometimes half feller-citizen ever )mowed on afore. An' as nobody could git a million." thar without it, why, Velasquez jest broke his peskl hei;.Tt "Great howlin' coyote! gaspi:d the old fellow astounded. over a-losin' it." "But call on him, said Jac k, encouragingl y "He will be "What do you mean by the Golden City of the Sierras?" very likely to treat you well and may go in partnership with queri e d Jack. you." I Wot! Never hearn tell o' ther Golden City, pilgrim?" Apache Bill breathed a sigh of intense relief. "Never, replied Jack, amused at Apache Bill's evident "Much obleeged, strange,r," said he. "Jest as soon's I sell amazement. them yere hosses I'll do it. Air yer goin' back to ther settle-The old fellow vented a long-drawn whistle, opened ment?" wide his lips. "Yes. But you can go ahead. Glad to have met you. We Now, thet' s wot I calls plum ignerence," said he, decisively. will soon meet again. Let me give you a word of warning-' 'Everybody in Arizony knowed all about it fo r years past. look out for Velasquez and his men They have sworn venBut I'll tell ye: Apout a thousand y'ars ago, more o' less, geance and may try to assassinate you." thar wuz a tribe o' people wot went to the Sierra Madre an' "Don't yer bust yer buttons a-worryin' ower me," replied b egan minin' ther gold up thar in ther wilderness Thar the old mine r careless ly "I ain't no prairi e chicken, I ain't; wuz so muc h on it, b'gum, they built houses o' it an' named an' I wouldn't want no more fun than makin' gibb ets out o' ther town ther Golden City. Ther Jesuits got in among 'em, them 'ere gre asers. So long,' pard, an' muc h obleeged t(\ yer." somehow, gained control o' ther mines, an' afore thar exHe waved his hand, got his mustang in motion, and canpulsion from Mexico, they wuz in possession o' near' all ther tered off to Wrightstown, his big spurs jingling like bells. mines in ther country. Then ther Apache Indians came an' When he was gone Jack turned to the old sailor with a kiiled every one o' 'em off. AU traces o' ther mines an' smile of amusement and said: people disappeared fer about fifty thousand y'ars--" "Come on home, Tim." More or less, Interposed Jack. "Ay, ay, lad!" replied the old sailor, stumping along beside "Waal, I reckon! Any way, them 'ere two mines, the him. Tayopa an' ther Vajuopa, wuz fergot till recent times, when "You seem to be v ery thoughtful over what he said, Tim. the ancient church records in other Spanish dokymints showed "Lor' bless 'e, lad, ther yarn he spun took ther wind out o' the records o' thar existence some'eres. Hundreds o' expedi-my sails." tions wuz sent out ter find 'em an' ter locate ther Golden City, "There was a ring of truth about it, though," said the boy. but they failed ter fin d 'em on account o' ther bein' located in "An' if that 'ere parchment log o' hlssen gives ther bear-ther roughest an' most inaccessible parts o' ther vast Sierra in's o' ther golde port, be yer a-goin' ter veer off ter ther Madre regions. Sierras on a .cruis e o' discovery? questioned the old sailor. And you claim that the Aztec par
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JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. The boy rushed into the parlor and beheld a short, pudgy little Dutchman, over twenty, with a fat face, yellow hair, and a stomach like a balloon. 1 He wore a suit such as he might have had built in his native land, and being of a pugnacious ex citable na'ture, he had worked himself up .into a wild state of agitation. This individual was Fritz Schneider, a fine electrician, a good cook and a companion and fri end of Jack Wright. The boy saw that Fritz was fearfully excited. "Stop that row! cried Jack. "Here I am! What do you want?" The Dutch l:1oy wheeled around a d displayed a face as pale as death. "Shiminy Christmas, such bad luck! he groaned, seeing Jack. The young inventor \turned a trifle pale, and he asked, hur-riedly: "You have come back from New York with the truth, then?" "Sure," replied Fritz, sadly. All de banks haf failed vhere you vhas got your mon e y efery one of dem. Dere vhas a banic, und all of der beebles in dot city vhas near grazy." "Then I am n early ruined!" ex claime d the young inventor. He sank into a chair, overcome by the startling n e ws. Jack Wright had an immense fortune on deposit in the broken banks, and had sent his friend to the city to verify the rumor he heard of the coming crash. In one day every dollar Jack posses se d had been swept away, leaving him nothing but some real estate in Wrightstown. CHAPTER III. TH.E H U RRICANE. The character of Jack Wright was one which did not give way long to the pangs of adversity. He soon recovered his composure and arose to his feet. I am almost penniless, boys!" he exclaimed ''but all my regrets won t bring back the fortune I have lost. Tears filled the eyes of his friends when the y saw with what great fortitude the brave boy bore up under They each grasped his hand. "I ain't lost a cent, my lad, said Tim. his affliction. All I have is "An' ain't we a'-goin' ?" asked Tim. "To be sure-if you wish to.'' "Vell, I should laugh!" said Fritz, jocularly. Just then a little red monkey named Whiskers, had once captured in Afric a came flying into the room, ye like a fiend with a bi g green parrot p e r ched on his b The bird was Fritz's pet, and he c a ll e d it Bismarck. It had its sharp b eak faste n e d on the monkey' s n eck was trying to bore a hole in his wind-pipe out of spite, the monkey had mischievously pulled all the feathers of his tail. Tim and Fritz had no sooner s een the fight going on w they made a rush to s eparate their pets, and both mad grab together with suc h v iol e n ce t hat their heads bumpe d a resounding whack as the y stoope d ove r and they w knoc ked spra wling. "Holy Neptune!" roare d the old sailor, rubbing his he and glaring balefully at the Dutch boy "What are a-doin'?" "By Shorge, you vhas proke mine het!" bellowed Fri flying into a passion and r eturning Tim' s glare. .The monkey and parrot fle d and left their mast ers to quar. it out betwee n them, and Jack left the room, laughing. "It's your f ault, yer pot-be llied gorilla! r a v e d Tim, a_ngri No, she vhasn'd!" snarled Fritz. "Yer oughter kept y fingers by yourself, alretty, und. d e n y e r don t vhas got me droubbles." "Avast thar, now, or I'll wipe up ther floor with yer! sa Tim, and making a dab at the Dutch boy s no se h e caught ho: of it, gave it a twist, and scramble d upon h is good l e g Fritz gave a whoop as the old sailor pulle d him up on feet, and giving Tim a kic k on the shin h e knocked the ancie1 mariner's good leg from b e n eath him. Down w ent Tim with a bang on a ll fours when the Dutd boy gave him a sternward kick tha t s ent the old sailor skati across the room on his face, y ellin g murde r I Fritz then bolted for the door, but he did not have time te get out in the hall befor e Tim h e aved a music rack at hi[\ full force, and it caught the Dutch boy over the h e ad. I Over went the fugitive with a cras h and b e fore he COJ! arise Tim came out and pounc ed upon him, whereupon it terrific struggle ensued, which only terminated when thet were both used up!' yourn!" When they joined Jack at the supper table, half an hou "Und me, neider!" said Fritz, with a sniff. "Efery tollar afterward, they both looked as if they had be e n put through d ve haf vhas got troo you Shack, und I don't vant none of it I threshing machine. r now." They found Jack questioning a s ervant who had been 11 They were both eager to turn their fortunes over to the the street. boy and their fidelity touched Jack's heart. "You saw the sale of mustangs?" the boy was asking. "You are both generous friends," he replied, emotionally, "I did sir, was the servant's r eply. "and I shall nev e r forget this but I won t touch "And how did they go? your money. "Yes, yer will! "Yer got ter tooken mine! "Not a penny!" "An' why not, lad?" "Every one of them is sold now." "Good for Apache Bill! Did they go cheap?" "Very." "That will do. The menial bowed and withdrew. "I von t take no for an answer." You fellows must have had a house fall on you, sai "See here," said the boy indignantly; "what do you take Jack with a broad grin, as his two battered-up friends me me for?" his vi e w. "We don't offer it to insult y e r lad," Tim hastened to say. "Lor'!" said Tim, al're c Ung indifference "this ain' t nuthin' "To because not! added Fritz, emphatically. "Ve don t I remember when I wuz aboard o' the frigate Wabash--" vant it." "It's no use urging, said Jack. "Listen to me. I've got the prospect of winning another fortune if Apache Bill comes to see me. I'll retrieve my lo s ses by accepting his offer and go off with him in the Hurricane to Mexico, after the Golden City of the Sierras. When I come back I'll be as well off as ever. That will fix it for me. "Shestnuts! interrupte d Fritz. "Belay thar!" roare d Tim, fixing his glittering eye upo the Dutch boy, with a vengeful glare. As I wuz obsarvin' it wuz durin' ther late war, an' I wuz captured, up in bag an' tooken aboard o' the enemy's ship an' i ther hold. They sot sail, an' durin' the r night a squall struc us. I runned up ter ther capting, and ses 1--"

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I 1_1 JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. could you if you was down in the hold tied up in a I aloft ,on the portable pole, while Tim went out on the side i,g?" asked Jack, dE>murely, as he went on eating. 'platform with a flag in his hand. ,Tim flush e d and grumbled something about people not be-Jack remained at the wheel steering, watching his gauges ':jlving his yarns, and Fritz laughed till he choked. and indicators, and peering ahead. looked as if there would be a wordy war again between By this time it had grown quite dark, and the young inbut Jac k interrupted it by asking: ventor turned the s earchlight and the, incandescent lamps. "Are you both at leisure for this evening?" In a halo of silvery fire the motor ran mto the main street. f Ay, ay!" said Tim. 'fhousands of people had turned out to see the wonder, and Yah! w a s the' r e ply of Fritz. "For vhy?" a great cheer pealed from their throats wh e n the Hurricane l As soon as 1 finish supper 1 am going out with my new appeared, to which Jack's friends responded by waving their vention, to try it, and would like to have you go along, flags. \'fid the boy. 'Every one in the villa;e knows about its l(mpletion, a s the local paper to-day had a full account of t and know that I a m going to give an exhibition trial of it V orm and s earchlight on top, a wheel steering the front gear nside b es id e s various instruments hung on the wall for in1 i cating s p ee d pow e r and so on. Two doors at the sid e s l e d out on platforms that ran to the ompartments a t t4e r ear, and a door from the pilot-house e d into a sleepingchambe r adjoining which was a cook s alley. B eneath the floor of these two rooms was an enormous lectro-magnetic machine, which worked a walking-beam on op of the r oom s whi c h in turn operated the driving-wheels. Along the roof on eac h side of the walking-beam were two pright po s t s on each sid e, with cross -bars at the tops, on he e nds of whi c h a numbe r of horseshoe magnets were fas t e ned to b e op e r a t e d to increase the speed of the motor if it b e came n ecessa r y The walls of these t w o rooms were pierced by circular win-dows, and hung from racks were crossed axes, scaling-ladders, rop e s and o t h e r us e ful articles. The re a r c omp artment w a s a fin ely woven wire cage, transparent but bull e t proof, pi e r ced by three protected windows on e a c h s id e, and h av ing a door and steps for entering at the end This pl ace w a s fitted up with arms and ammunition of all kinds s u c h as Jac k Wright invented and designed to use, b eside s containing many othe r things, the use and kind of w h ic h will b e e xpl aine d as we proceed with our story. This cag e was us e d as a dining-room, and the entire machine was illuminated by electric lights furnished by a mag-netic b attery. CHAPTER IV. TRIAL OF THE MOTOR. 'A. way ran the motor through the streets, loudly cheered by the people and wh e n s h e had passed through Wrightstown the boy inventor left the wheel in Tim' s hands and went into the stateroom. Lifting the portable floor he closely watched the operation of the machinery. It was worked by an enormous electro-magnet, consisting of a round bar of soft Iron bent into the horseshoe form, with an insulated wire c oil e d around its extremities. Alongside of it were a number of cells of an electric battery connected with the magnet, a current flowing from it into the binding wire. As soon as this current passed through the coil the soft Iron bar became magnetic, and attracted the armature of steel with a sharp cli c k When the current stopped the magnetic power disappeared and a powerful spring recoiled the armature. The theory of the machine was to make and break the dur rent alternately, to keep the armature swaying back and forth, and as the armature' s mo vement operated the walkingbeam, the w alking-beam was thus enabled to revolve the driving wheels by its eccentric shaft. The rest of the machinery, working somewhat like that pf a locomotive without valves or piston rods was very compli cated, and the wheels were on such flexible yet strong springs tha t scarc ely any jolting was felt on the roughest road. Everything w a s working like clock-work the bearings being self-lubricating, and Jack was thoroughly satisfied. He returned to the pilot-house presently and relieved Tim. "She works like a charm!" he remarked, delightedly. "Powerful machine s of this kind h ave often before been made with a vi e w to supplant the steam engine; but such attempts both in regard t o e conomy and constancy have hitherto proved utter failures. I a m the first one to solve this great problem, Tim." "Ay, now and s ee the r speed as sh e' s a-makin'-forty knots on a rough road an' only half power on, my lad, said the old sailor, pointing up at the needle of one of the indicators. "I expect her to make ninety mil e s an hour. The three fri e nd s boarde d the motor, and entered the pilot"Wot are this h e re lev e r fer?" house wh e r e J ac k assume d control of the wheel. "That' s the brake. Watch m e stop her." In front of the boy stood a table on which were several The motor was rushing along v ery fast, and the boy turned levers connec t e d by wires with the electro-magnetic ma-the lever wh e n the air brakes were put on, the wheels were chine for controlling all parts of the singular motor. clamped and h e shut off pow e r b y turning another. lever. l'he boy turne d one of when the insulation of the Instantly the motor came to a pause. armatures w a s r e moved the magnetic armatures oscillating The stoppage was so sudden, going at such a high rate of and out of the shop ran the motor through the open door. speed, that the machine a few feet in the air and They pa1lse d along a .Path as lightly and noiselessly as a Tim was flung to the floor with a thud. buggy ; a man open e d the street gate and she rap. out on the The Hurricane was started again, and giving the wlieel a road. turn with the greatest of eas e, Jack spun the motor around Up on the turret ran Fritz, and he sent two flags fluttering within her own length.

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6 JACK. WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. Reversing the engine the boy drove her along backward "A cry for help!" exclaimed the boy. just as easily as she went forward, and wben this was re"True, lad; an' it's a man a-hailin'!" observed Tim. versed again he s-ent her off the road over the grass among They listened intently and faintly heard a distant the bushes, over rocks, stones, fallen trees and through dense screaming: bushes. "Help! Help!" She rattled and shook, now, of course, but she cleared every The sound came from the dire, ction of the town. obstruction without sticking at anything, ripped a broad path Our friends glanced at each other in startled amazemE, through everything in her way with the cowcatcher, and Some one in distress!" ejaculated the young inventor., :finally ran back on the road again. "Le's go back an' see wot's th er matter," suggested Her searchlight revealed, as if by daylight, everything for Jack nodded and started the Hurricane. a mile ahead, and the incandescent lights inside radiated a Away she rushed, buried in a cloud of dust, keeping all mellow glow out through the windo\rs, illuminating the path the country road l)lld heading for a woods through wb on each side for a long distance. it ran, on the outskirts of Wrightstown. Fritz came down by a ladder from the turret and joined Jack. In a few minutes she reached the trees. "She vhas vent petter as anything you vhas effer yet in-The cries they heard came from among them on the rig wented!" he exclaimed, enthusiastically. "Shiminey! Dot hand side, and Jack flung the searchlight among the folia vhas a race horse :vonct! "Wait," said Jick; "you haven't seen her full speed yet." He turned the Hurricane homeward. Then he put on full speed. A way she dashed, like a locomotive. It fairly made Tim's brain swim. "Shiver me lad, but it's a regular lightnin' express!" he gasped. "You'll think so in a moment!" said the boy. He turned another lever. Instantly the magnets on the roof began to spin around at such speed that a shriek arose from them. There were armatures fastened loosely before them, and when a thrilling sight met their view. In the woods were two men struggling. One of them Jack recognized as Apache Bill, and the on one was the Mexican, Jacinto Velasquez. The plainsman was unarmed, but the Mexican clutche knife in his sinuous fingers He was endeavoring to plunge it into the old plai!lllm but Bill had grasped his wrist with one hand and his thr with the other, and thus held him at bay. They struggled this way for a moment, when by a sudd twist the Mexican bent his victim over with his knee, a swearing at him in Spanish, stabbed him in the bosom. "Murder!" shrieked the poor fellow falling with a era they were chasing these vibrating pieces of steel, but never among the dead leaves and twigs, with the Mexican on could catch them. of him. The Hurricane's speed increased. Jack glanced up at a gauge on the wall. "She is making one hundred miles an hour!" he exclaimed. Everything along the roadway looked like a blur, they "Hush!" hissed Velasquez, furiously. You will bring p ple here. Now will you give me your money and the Az I parchment?" "Never!" gasped Apache Bill, wildly. went shooting by so rapidly, and the boy had to close the "Then I'll tear it from you by force! the Mexican hiss windows of the pilot-house to keep out the fearful draught. He thrust his band into the. bosom of his victim's jac Along flew the Hurricane like lightning, when suddenly and pulled out a well-filled purse containing all Apache Bi there came a crash and a yell, the cowcatcher having struck money. a carriage, and away in the air flew the smashed vehicle, the "Thief! You've killed me!" groaned the old man, faint horse and two men who were in the rig. "The paper! The paper! Give me the paper!" An ejaculation of alarm pealed from Jack's lips. "Not till I'm dead!" He shut off power and put on the brakes. As Bill spoke, he drew the parchment from his pocket. In a few moments the motor came to a pause. The Mexican tried to tear it from his hand, but just th He turned her around and ran back to the spot where the turned the searchlight upon them and the. Mexican had occurred and heard the two men groaning. coiled, uttering a shout of alarm, and saw our friend. They lay in the bushes at the roadside. Down from the motor sprang the boy, and. reaching Tbeir buggy was all smashed to pieces, and their horse Mexican, dealt him a violent blow between the eyes with was dead. clenched fist. Jack operated the searchlight by a lever. Turning its powerful glare upon _!he two men he saw that their clothing was torn, they were covered with dirt and cuts, and were both crawling bac k to the road. "Why, they are the t wo Mexicans!" said Jack, upon recognizing them. "An' they ain't even maimed!" exclaimed Tim, disap pointedly. The Mexicans now reached the road. Catching sight of the Hurricane they gave a yell and ran "Let go that paper!'' the boy shouted. "Jack Wright! gasped the dying man. "Have no fear--" "I'm done for, an' a-dyin' "No, no!" "Take this paper. I give it ter you, an' you can git th But ere he could finish speaking the death rattle sound in the poor old plainsman's throat, and he stiffened out corpse. He had placed the paper in Jack's hand. away, showing plainly that "Hoop-la!" yelled Fritz. they were not seriously hurt. "Vengeance on his murderer!" exclaimed the boy, turni "Looker dem. Dey don't vhas around. But the Mexican had disappeared. hurted alretty." ., "I wonder what they were doing with the buggy?" muttered Jack. "Why, it's a hired rig," said "I've seed it afore." "The carriage is smashed and the horse was killed. Those two rascals had a narrow escape with their lives!" said Jack. "Listen!" interposed Fritz, holding up his hand. "Vot's dot?" CHAPTER V WHAT THE PARCHMENT SAID. The tragedy filled Jack with intense horror, for upon glanc Ing down upon Apache Bill, he saw that the stranger was dea<

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1 1 -JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. 1e then glanced mechanically at the parchment the plainsn had given him, and saw that it W!J-S covered with strangeking hieroglyphics, -to which was appended a piece of paper sely written over. ritz came running up to the boy, panting and foaming. Who's der matter?" he asked. Apache Bill is murdered!" the boy replied. Dot Mexico vhas done it?" Ay, and he has made his escape." O c h vhy his prains yer .didn d plo' off? I didn't have a ch ance. He robbed the corpse too." How much he tooken oudt?" Over ten thousand dollars. I imagine, as the plainsman d me he had that amount, and by the sale of his mustangs st have increased the sum considerably." Shingonettys!" gasped Fritz, in amazement. "He vhas some friend or vifes, or children, or don'd yer kn_>W dot?" Judging by his conversation he must have been all alorie the world, poor fellow," replied the young inventor, sadly. How in dunder he vhas gotten by dese voods all alone?" 'Seeing me go by in the Hurricane, he very likely followed to meet me and speak about his intended trip to the Sierra dre. I have no doubt but that Velasquez and his friend .lowed him in the buggy we smashed, and the Mexican atked him in the woods for the purpose of robbery." ack's theory of the affair seemed likely enough, and as ey c ould get no better explanation just then they had to lcept this view of the matter _and be satisfied. 'Vat yer got by yer handt?" queried Fritz, pointing at the l of parchment. "The des cription of the Golden City of the Sierras. Ve quez was trying to rob him of it. I interfered in time to strate him. With his dying breath Apache Bill gave me e pape r and told me to get the treasure. The secret be gs rightfully to me now. "Dot vhas goot!" said Fritz, greatly satisfied "But vot do now? "Carry this c orpse to the morgue, apprise the police of at has o ccurred, and go home again. What a melancholy ding of our trial trip of the motor, Fritz!" "I t'ink so, neider! assented the Dutch boy gravely. They lifted up the body between them and put i,! on the otor. Jack then started the Hurricane back for Wrightstown, hile Tim covered the body with a blanket. The old sailor was put into poss;1ion of the facts. Upon returning to the town they found the crowd awaitg the return of the motor, and our friends were received ith the most intense applause, none of the spectators imining what a grewsome burden the Hurricane was cjl.rrying. Jack called a policeman aboard and then steered for the wn hall, where he left the body and.narrated what happened. Officers were at once detailed to hunt down the assassin d his two confederates; the authorities of neighboring towns ere apprised by t elegraph to keep a lookout for the Mexicans d the n ews spread like wildfire among the villagers. Jack and his fri ends then returned home with the magnetic otdr and having put the machine back in the shop they paired to the house. Once in the privacy of the boy's beautiful little library, they t down around the table and the parchment was spread out r examination. It was a long, narrow scroll, made from the pulp of some ind of fibrous wood, and was as yellow as saffron. Upon it were a number of faded symbols, delineated aparently with a quill pen the ink very likely made of the aining juice of some tropical berry, faded and blurred, and tirely obliterated in some places. At the' bottom were drawgs. / Pinned to the curious-looking scroll was a sheet of foolscap paper, upon which an English translation of the parchment was written. Jack closely scrutinized them a moment, and then said: "Poor Apache Bill did not lie to us, boys; this paper seems to contain all he claimed." "Read it to us l ad," said Tim. "I'm mighty cur'ous about it, I am." Sure," adde d Fritz, lighting his pipe vhas retty." The boy nodded He then read the translation as follows: T'e:E LAST MAN. "Go on vonct; I All wordly shapes shall melt in gloom and the sun itself must die before I, the last mortal, shall assume my immortality. * I saw a vision in my slumbers, which gave my spirit strength to sweep down the gulf of time, for I thought myself as the last of human mold, beheld by creations death, and thus I mourn. .t' * "The sun's eye had a sickly glare, the earth with age was wan, the skeletons of nation,lay around me in my lonely watch on top of the mother mountain, looking over the valley of caverns below. "Prophet-like, I lonely stood, thinking this spirit of mine shall return to Him who gave its heavenly spark, and live again and shine in bliss, r eca lled by Him, who captive led captivity, took the sting from death and robbed the devil of triumphs. * * * "I was the last of the Tarahumari race, oh sun! the native tribes had done away with all my kindred, but nature held me up on the awful waste of mountains, to drink the last and bitter cup of grief to the dregs. "Oh, sun, go tell the night to hide thy face, thou sawest the last of man on earth's sepulchral clod, viewing the end of his people's domain, now laid in ruins by the quaking of the earth, and the hand of man defy the darkening universe, then-I can look no more on the ruins. 'Tis a sad sight stretching below the cliff on which I stand-a vast pl ateau, the walls of the surrounding precipices gaping with cavern fissures, behind which lie the golden city of the mother mountain, where dwelt my people, and in the centre of the plain rise columns and temples, raised to the sun god. * "In the cliffs, burrowing like moles, went the Jesuits in hunt for the golden ore, forming tun!!els, galleries, pits and grottoes, until at last the Vajuopa and Tayopa mines were like unto a honey-comb and still exhaustless. * * "The redmen came and drove them away; the quaking of' the earth followed, and the plateau sunk, and now it lies below qie full five hundred feet, and inaccessible to all but the savages, one of whom I followed at the close of this day. "The sun had just sunk and we put thee at our backs and followed the gloomy till it was crossed by a yawning chasm. "Here the sly redman entered an arm of the gorge, which made a circle, and came out in the main ravine again, to where it seemed that the chasm was not to be crossed by wingless mortal. .,,. "He le
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8 JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. I l 'r I Then he glanced at the diagrams at the bottom of the scroll. "I will keep my eyes open for Velasquez and his two fri\ It was plain to be seen that they represented a mountain, who may have returned to Mexico, and they may fall int\ on the western side of which there was a wide gorge crossed hands. I can make them prisoners, extradite them and by a chum, the side passage being clearly marked and the them here to pay the penalty of their crimes." jwa continuation of the ravine going up to near the top of the "Nothing would please me better." lch' mountain. The boy left the officers and within an hour had the n\ck Here a circular basin of great extent was depicted and two openip.gs in the walls with the names showed that the two lost gold mines were located there, while in the middle of the plateau stood the rude likenesses of buildings. The style of composition showed plainly enough that one of the original natives who began the place, a man of intelligence, as his writing showed, had survived a massacre. Sad and lonely he had returned to find that the white Jesuits, who had wrested the city from his tribe, had in turn been driven out by the Apaches, or Moquis, who then held possession of the sunken valley, fol' which so many treasure huntei;s had explored. No doubt a treasure worth millions lay buried in the Sierra Madre, which Jack had only to fight for to get. "What do you think of it?" he asked his '(riends. "I tink dot vhas a chenuine baber," said Fritz. "An' so do I, Jack," added ,.im. "I also have faith in it," said the boy. "Of course, the treasure may not be there now. Still it's worth trying for. We have gone a greater distance with less information and succeeded-on our last trip to India-so why shouldn't this prove genuine?" "You vhas got ter make annuder fortunes, anyvay,'' said Fritz . "True. And the Hurricane is just the kind of machine we need for this excursion," said the boy. "The field promises us scope for plenty of fun, ad:venture and a rich reward." "Ay-then we'll go in ,sarch o' ther Golden City o' ther Sierras." "Und I vhas 'in id also," said Fritz, enthusiastically. "That settles it, then-we will go," said Jack. sary papers at his house. ;he On the following day there1 came a furious ring at,v e1 door-bell, and Jack, happening to be near, answered the af mons himself. 1g Upon the threshold stood a tall, thin individual, clad lcl suit of black, a stove-pipe hat and a big choker collar. tl He had a long, red nose, a smooth, thin face, and itr hair, parted stiffly in back, lending him a grim He flourished an umbrella in one hand and a carpet-bare. the other, made a sweeping bow and exclaimed: hr "Flunkey, be kind enough to admit me to the presencrnt your master, to whom you may announce Peleg Ph.D., and Piscatorial Expert of the American Fish Cpr mission, Fellow of the Yankee Geographical Society, pe Brother of the B. U. M. Fossil Association of--" de "By Jove! it's the professor!" exclaimed Jack, delighteih, The caller was an oid friend, who lived in New York. h2 He had accompanied Jack on former trips he had madei his strange inventions, and had not recognized the YO\u inventor. h Drawing nearer to the boy he bent over and peered in face st "Dear me!" he exclaimed, "I must be getting near-sightt but, 'pan my word, I'm not much over forty-five. Jack, lb Christian friend, I salute you. Let me feel your hand, boy!" ij' T 'hey went inside and Tim and Fritz were warmly gree h "Och, du lieber Gott!" said the Dutch boy, "I vhas sh1 gomblimentin' Dim dot you vhas a angel alretty, und here yer vhas alife und shumpin,' ain'd id? How vhas, I hope?" "Vhen?" "My 15ood friend," benignly replied Hopkin s, "I am on r "Next week." those singularly tough old roosters whom the wear and t(t "Ay, ay, lad!" of time find hard to impress. G;ay as a chipmunk, I assu "Then let us begin fitting the motor out as speedily as you, and as spry as a dancing master. What's the news, PU possible for the trip," said Jack, briskly. CHAPTER VI. PELEG HOPKINS. Although the authorities made a diligent search for Jacinto Velasquez and his two accomplices, Pepe and Mario, they found no trace of the murderer and his friends. The Mexicans had made good their escape from the scene of their crimes, effectually bafiling the police authorities. the ensuing week Jack and his friends busied themselves taking the Hurricane apart, packing it in a dozen large cases, as it was portable, and preparing themselves with such equipments as would be necessary for their trip. Before their arrangements were all completed the boy met the captain of the police and the sheriff in the street. "You are making preparations to go away, I see?" said the latter. I "I depart for Mexico next" Saturday with my friends," replied Jack. tell?" "I reckon as we're gittin' our shore hawsers hove fll' perfesser," answered Tim, taking a copious chew of navy p t and giving a hitch at his pants. "We're under orders ter t11c1 off ter th.er southard by south-southwest aboard o' ther Hui\!. cane a Saturday." "What! Bless my stars! Going on a cruise?" "Overland," interposed Jack. "How:?" queried Hopkins, with a perplexed look Jack rapidly exp lained. The professor looked disappointed. v ,, v f "I caine up to spend a month with you. announced he, glum tones, "and now you are going away. Really, my f teemed friends, you could knock me down with a straw." c "What's the matter with you going with us?" asked JaC1 "Can I? Can I? I pledge my word I'd be delighted to g "Then you are one of us "Actually I feel like cheering, I'm so delighted." "You can get ready in time, can't you?" "I'm ready now, dear boy." "That settles it. Do you know anything about Mexico?" "Well, now, there's a question to put to a man who ha spent nearly two years traveling through the Sierras." "Going to'take the magnetic motor?" "Of course. The traveling is too inconvenient to _ride it there from "So-then you have been there before?" eagerly asked Jae "As the agent of the American National Bug and Wor1 Society," proudly answered the old antiquarian. "Look upo me, friends. In Peleg Hopkins you see an old traveler an said Jack, mountain trotter. Put your expedition under my guidam "Well, I wish you luck, Wright." "If you empower me with a warrant of arrest,"

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JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. 9 i guarantee you a safe journey; go alone, and when you back you'll be bald-headed and your scalps will adorn wampum belt or buffalo tepee of some forest brave of the ches whose language I speak." ck saw that they would have a most valuable acquisition he eccentric professor, and felt glad he came. er their supper that night they gave him all the details, as he was perfectly familiar with the country they were g to, they spent a pleasant evening discussing the matter. ck had been in correspondence with the Secretary of State, that gentleman had done everything to open the way for rip through Mexico, so that ;he and his friends wer'e sure i cordial reception by President Diaz when they arrived e. hrough the courtesy of the Mexican president, the boy W!!-S nted free passage through the custom house for his bag e and !mpplies; he was given the privilege of a military irt whenever it might be needed ; and he was furnished with ierous letters of recommendation to prominent people to :!er him any needfui assistance. !he professor's main object was to make ethnological and nreological researches, as the unexplored region was a field for prehistoric fossils as well as for mineralogy, my dbd zoology. !he region they intended to visit was the favorite haunt of Apache Indians, who had for two centuries been actual iters of all that district, devastating the valleys at the ; of the Sierra Madre, both to the west and east sides. few purchases and had promised to join them at eight o'clock, but it was after that hour now, and 'Jack became uneasy. "What can be keeping him so long, I wonder?" he muttered. "Here he comes now," said Tim, pointing back. toward the town. Tbe professor was running at the top of his speed, and' they hardly had time to see him when out of El Paso dashedthree horsemen in hot pursuit of him. The bright moonlight streamed down upon their gorgeos Mexican costumes, and showed their faces plainly, and Jack gasped: "By heavens, they are Jacinto Velasquez and his two friends!" Jiwt then the professor tripped and fell. Up to him dashed Velasquez, and the unlucky professor was dealt a blow that rendered him senseless, whereupon the Mexican lifted him up on the saddle before him, and the three dashed away. "Holy Moses!" gasped Fritz, excitedly. "Dey vhas got Hopkins a brisoner!" "An' may kill him ter spite us!" groaned Tim. "Never! if I can overhaul them with the Hurricane!" cried Jack. He turned a lever, grasped the wheel, and away rushed the motor over the grassy plain in p of the three horse-men. ---' he Mexicans never entered' Sierra Madre, the Indians par ng them and holding the neighboring pueblos in abject CHAPTER VII. Jection. i many places crosses on stoneheaps mark the sites where victims of Apache massacres lie buried, and the Mexicans ed the savages so cordially they shot them on sight. 'here is a reservation in San Carlos, Arizona, from which Apaches are continually breaking away to ravage the rounding country. t was likely that the remains of the primitive tribe of Tar-1mari might yet be found living in caves and cliff-dwellings hat tribe to which the man evidently belonged who wrote parchment. .. 'he vast mountain district was difticult of approach. t would take eight days on foot to climb its highest ridges, ii. it teemed with extensive pine forests filled with deer, 1rs, huge woodpeckers, able to cut down trees, and many enous birds and beasts and savages who hated white men e poison. Yet in the midst of all these obstacles there lay ast and dazzling treasure which Jack was, bound to get. a:e was undaunted by the peril of .the undertaking; in fact, looked forward to the hazardous adventures with a keen ling of delight. rhe day of departure came at last. rhey had shipped the dissected motor by rail to Arizona, tl armed with a gripsack apiece, amid the farewells of the tire population of Wrightstown, they boarded a train and fre carried away on their long trip, taking Whiskers and smarck with them. ['heir route carried them to St. Louis, from whence they nt on to Santa Fe, and thence down through New Mexico El Paso on the frontier. Here their cases were awaiting them, and the motor was f onstructed, the professor taking charge of the photo apparatus, the anthropometric, meteorological and od etic instruments, aSSfl.Ying outfit, spirit cans and other paratus. fn two days everything was in readiness for departure on e plain outside of the town, and Jack, Tim and Fritz were IN THE PUEBLO. The Mexicans were mounted upon remarkably fine horses, and sped away to the northwest like the wind. They had half a mile the start of Jack, and were urging their fiery steeds along at the top of their speed, for they had seen the motor and anticipated pursuit. A way they went like the wind, the motor flying after them as they made for a distant mass of rocks amid which there clustered a small pueblo or village. Jack, was amazed to see them there. "They must have come down from New York s'tate the same way we did said the boy, "and landing in El Paso, I suppose the y saw us there, and have been scheming to get one of our number in their power." "I tink so, neider," said Fritz, "und she looks by me as if dey vhas succeeded alretty somedimes mit dot berfesser, ain't id?" "D'ye think as they've killed poor HopkinsJ" queried Tim, anxiously. "No," replied Jack. "I've been looking at him through my glass, and I saw that he is only senseless. See-we are gaining on the rascals fast, and they see it, too. Arm your selves!" Tim and Fritz rushed back into the cage, and procuring a couple of the pneumatic rifles from the racks there they went out upon the platform. Faster faster the flying motor bore down upon the fugitive Mexicans, until the rascals were within fifty yards of the pueblo among the rocks. "Once they get among those houses," exclaimed Jack we may never rescue Hopkins alive. Fire on them, boys!"' Up went the rifles to their shoulders, and the old sailor and the Dutch boy began to fire. No sound save the thud of escaping air left the weapons, fo}lowed by the howl of the bullets. oard of the Hurricane, waiting for Hopkins. The professor had remained behind in El Paso But when these conical balls struck any resistance, being to make a of a percussion nature, and loaded with a high explosive,

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lO .JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. they burst with ten times the report of a rifie crack, and the flying fragments of the tiny bombs tore everything around to pieces. Tim and Fritz aimed at the horses. Both missed the first shot. The second volley brought Mario's and Pepe's horses down dead. r Both riders alighted ere the beasts fell and ran away. Velasquez's mount went plunging ahead with flying mane and tail, and the Mexican dug the rowels of his long, clanking spurs in .its flanks, and urged it on with his voice ,.and the long rawhide lariat fastened to the big pommel of his saddle. Such swift riding Jack had never witnessed before. "Brfog him down! Bring him down!" the boy cried. Biff-thud! Biff-thud! One after the other spoke the rifles. Away screamed the bullets, but the Mexican swerved his steed, and as there was lots of daylight under the now foam fiecked beast, it managed to escape the bullets which struck the ground ahead, and tore it all up amid two terrific ex plosions. "Escaped!" muttered../ack, in deep mortification. "We'll rake him foi'f/ an' aft this time!" asserted Tim. "Vhas yer retty?" queried the Dutch boy, eagerly. cans, and although they tried to get out of the way i some of them. Up into the air and right and left they were p knocked, the frightful cow catcher ctt>aving a passage their ranks. and their excited voices creating a clam They scattered like sheep and fled before the drea gine, and the Hurricane dashed on, bombarded on a by rifle and pistols shots, all of which struck har against the metallic sides of the machine without pene Fritz a _nd Tim each went back iii.to the cage, and, s themselves at the loop-holes with their weapons, they fire upon the yelling hprde. On went the :flurricane, straight into the main st thE: pueblo-streets that were v ery narrow and ree}tin filth, the one-storied adobe houses abutting the sidewal making them so narrow that only one p erson could t them at a time. Several barking dogs ran snarling out of 'the w ay, wiry little burros, with packs of matting slung acros backs, were pulled down the side streets by their maste the crowd ahead retreated, flinging back all kinds of ittthe motor, interspersed with curses and pistol sh There were but few women in the rabble, but a friends saw them behind the huge, iron-barred the houses, surrounded by negress servants, peering terror. "Ay, ay, lad-now!" Jacinto Velasquez was among the rabble ahead of the Zipp! zipp! screamed the bullets. and as the young inventor dro'Ve the machine ahead, One of them struck the Mexican's mount this time, and it the crowd arrived in front of the largest house in the came to a pause, uttering a neigh of pain as the ball exploded when Velasquez darted into it with his victim. with a smothered report inside of its body. The door was siammed shut, bolted and barred, the r Up on its haunches it leaped, pawing the air for a.fl instant, the crowd went on, and the Hurricane paused at the hou and throwing Velasquez to the ground. "He has gone in here! shouted Jack to his friends. "Hurrah! You've hit him!" cried Jack, delightedly. Down fell the horse, dead a moment afterward. The Mexican sprang to his feet, grasped the recumbent body of the professor, slung it over his shoulder, and, glancing back at the. motor, he started on a run for the pueblo. l His two friends had preceded him. Their shouts and the explosions had brought all the villagers swarming out from among the rocks, to learn the cause of the disturbance, every one of the swarthy fellows being armed. "How are we ter git him out now?" gasped "I'll show you! the boy replied, determinedly. He turned the muzzle of the pneumatic gun toward the "Fritz, bring out our suits of mail'" he exclaimed. The Dutch boy complied, and they attired themselves i impervious armor, whereupon the boy turned a crank loaded the gun for a hundred shots, by .. turning a era the butt of it which p otruded into the pilot-house. He then opened the reservoir at the breech, inserted a ber of metallic cylinders, and then lock1Jd it again. "Help! Help, comrades!" yelled Velasquez, in alarm. "Tim, as soon as I fire I'll leave you in charge of the mo "Don't let him escape!., screamed Jack, excitedly. said the boy. "Fritz, you and I will enter that house tog "Ay, lad; but if we fire we may hit Hopkins," demurred and rescue the professor. Get our weapons." Tim. .. He turned to the switch table and pressed a button. "Shoot at his legs!" With a scream one of the cylinders was blown from the "Hoop-la!" roared Fritz. "Here she vhas!" and striking the door it burs( with a loud intonation. Biff-thud! pealed his weapon, but he missed his mark. The door was made of thick planks studded with big b The Hurricane had been flying ahead in pursuit of the headed nails, but that solitary shot shivered it to fragm Several people standing on the other side of it w e re bl Mexican and was almost upon him when the villagers aimed their weapons, an!l standing in a solid phalanx, they fired. An exclamation burst from Jack. The turret windows had been standing wide open, and a dozen bullets came flying in around the boy. It was only by a miracle that he was not killed, and the leaden messengers hummec'i around his head and"' shoulders and flattened themselves against the met..allic walls in back. "Come inside, boys!" he shouted. Then he turned a lever, and automatic steel shutters slid out from their grooves and instantly closed up the windows. This was hardly done when another volley came rattling against them; they were as bullet proof as the rest of the motor however, and consequently were not pierced. Velasquez r.ushed among his friends with the professor in his arms, and in an instant was lost in the erowd. Jack steered the Hurricane straight at the gang of Mexito pieces, and the survivors rushed away, screaming, madmen. The three navigators, in their suits of polished alumi armor looked like ancient knights, their belts being ador with carbon points, knives and pistols, while each gripped a small, keen broadsword in his hand. As soon as the door was demolished, Jack and Fritz out on the platform and descended a ladder to the gro Fearlessly advancing through the open doorway, they fo themselves in a room that led into a square courtyard in middle of the building, filled with flowers This place was packed with Mexicans. On the ground lay the professor, now entirely consci and over him knelt Velasquez, aiming a pistol at his hea "Stop where you are!" the Mexican yelled. "If you vance another step I will blow your friend's brains out!

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JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. 11 CHAPTER VIII. it j ViCTORY. and Fritz came to a pause, and the boy hastily whis the electric batteries on and take your carbons out. 11 t their backs were metallic knapsacks containing the r owerful batteries, from which ran several wires to some e t points which they carried thrust in their belts. Jy hooked the swords to their belts and turned thumbon the breastplates, which put' the batteries in activity. hdrawing a carbon in each hand they brought the points ely together, and pointed them at the Mexicans. h the most sibilant hisses the ends of the carbons burst ig ames and streaks of fire filled with thousands of glitlk sparks, darted out with rapidity a dozen n advance of them, straight toward Velasquez. apartJnent from whence his enemle's were storming him, with the intention of getting Velasquez in his clutches to put 'him under arrest. He sent his flaming darts ahead and saw some of the Mexicans climbing out of a rear window and.escaping into a back street, where many of them vanished. Just as he arrived close to the door one of the natives flung a stone water-jug at him and striking one of the electric wires it broke it in two. The current was broken and the flame ceased to emanate. His carbons were now rendered utterly useless. An exclamation of dismay burst from the boy's lips, and his enemies soon became aware of his misfortune. With their fears relieved, now that the fiery element was spoiled, they cai.e swarming out to attack him. Jack replaced the useless carbons in his belt and drew his sword. He then retreated toward the street, when, to his disgust, he saw Velasquez go climbing out the back window and make nt and smarting, he gave a wild yell, and bounding to his escape as the others had done. et, recoiled with his hands raised to fend off the fire. rest of the Mexicans were just upon the point of attack en:i when these fiery darts were spurted at them in semi '1i s, and burnt their clothing, seared their skin, and l t ed their faces. I ey are not human!" shrieked Velasquez, in tones of the intense terror. "They are demons of another world. O ) me-save me!" tremendous uproar arose on all sides. of the more of the lot aimed his pistol at fr Hopkins and was 'just about to kill him when the quick, glance of .Tack detected him in the act, and he darted flame at the rascal. e th a seething hiss it struck him in the face. I demonio!" he yelled, staggering back, with m of pain. I am done for!" etreat!" roared frantically. ey rushed away pell men. e professor bounded to his feet. a piercing h, dear! Oh, dear!" he groaned. "They've murdered me." ake him back to the motor!" cried Jack. berfesser! exclaimed Fritz. "Got behind me n heaven's name, dear friend, do not burn me!" implored kins. ein! Nein! Vot you tink? Ve vhas come to safe yer." pkins got behind Fritz just as the Mexicans reached the r side of the courtyard, dodged into the rooms that lined sides of the square, and opened fire upon them. ith ringing sounds the flying bullets struck the suits, but "He has gotten away!" he muttered, angrily. "There is no use of my remaining here any longer. I'll go." The Mexicans were of course, amazed that none of their bullets or missiles had the least effect upon the l;loy, but that did not impel them to stop firing at him. Everyone who had not fled came rushing toward him. "Stand!" yelled one of them. "We will knock you to pieces!" There were a number of them armed with machetes. or sugar-cane knives, and some with s]lort-handled axes. With these weapons they expected to hew the boy to pieces; but as they sprang forward to attack him he cried: "Come on! I do not fear you!" He planted one foot forward, paused defiantly, and as one of his antagonists rushed in and aimed a blow at his.,,neck with an axe, he swung his sword around, countered the weapon and cut the handle in two. Before the man who wielded it could get out or the way Jack caught him a whack on the head with the fiat of the sword and knocked him flat on the ground. The rest of them closed in around the plucky boy, but he never flinched, his sword flying about like lightning, warding off blows delivering cuts and driving his enemies back. A terrific struggle ensued. The Mexicans were thirsting for vengeance. All the bitter rancor was aroused in them. But Jack Wright fought like a gladiator. It was one of the severest struggles.of his life against odds Yet he held the Mexicans at bay and h drove them back and knocked them down He wounded, stunned and killed n Jack constructed them they were made to resist ten several, and, without receiving a scratch through his invuls the of a rifle bullet at close range. nsequently the firing did no harm. nerable armor, he put them to flight. otected behind Fritz the professor backed out of the yard Yes, he actually frightened them, and those who yet rethey left Jack alone to repel the gang, and found Tim mained became so filled with dread of him that they fled. Victorious, panting and half exhausted, he stood with flashkeeping the street cr.owd in check. ey were bombarding the motor with clubs, cobble stones, rms, and in fact everything they could lay hands on, from of houses, out of windows and doorways, and in fact every point from whence they could fire without exposing ing eyes and dilated nostrils, viewing the scene of his victory with pardonable pride. I have won!" he gasped, triumphantly. The last man had gone out through the rear window. r own bodies. Jack returned to the monitor and glancing up he saw that ad the Hurricane n 'ot been constructed with a view to a crowd of M ex icans upon an adjacent housetop were in the sting just such assaults as these, she would have been act of hurling an old, rusty cannon down on top of the shed to pieces. Hurricane. s it was not even a dent was made in her body. If such an enormous weight as that struck her, falling from 1 ritz got the professor safely inside of her, and they lent so great a height, it was bound to break the motor and perir assistance to the old sailor at repelling their enemies' I I haps kill some of her crew. ts. Seizing a lever he rapidly turned it. eft alone in the courtyard, Jack made a rush for the rear Ahead shot the engine just as the gun fell.

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12 JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. The Hurricane almost seemed to leap ahead as the. great weight flew down through the air. She escaped it. The gun just grazed the rear steps. It _then struck with a terrific bang upon the roadbed. But the car was saved. A sigh of intense relief burst from Jack's lips. "A close call! he remarked, drily. "Very true, dear friend," replied the professor, turning pale. "Where's Velasquez?" "Made his escape, confound it! Let's leave here." "With all my heart," said Hopkins, with a shudder. She was caught fast. A wild scream pealed from her lips. The Indian could not check his flying pony at on lodge the girl from her horse, and went after her neck speed, the warrior clinging to the line. Jack had botmded to his feet. "Arm yourselves! he cried. Then he dashed into the pilot-house. In a moment he sent the Hurricane flying out fro the timber upon the plain, and away she rushed in cf the savages like a whirlwind. Faster and faster sped the motor, and rapidly sh "How came the Mexicans to attack you at El Paso?" upon the ponies, until at last she came up to them. "They must have spotted me there and pursued me when. They heard her flying wheels and buzzing magne I was on my way out of the town to join you. Where are we?" with cries of alarm, were about to scatter when the "At a small pueblo near El Paso," said Jack, steering the dashed in among them with a shock. motor out of the place. "Velasquez carried you here on horse-Right and left the ponies were scattered. back." 1 Straight through their ranks swept the fi;y-ing moto "Ah! I see. The wretch nearly knocked my brains out!" ing the redmen down like chaff before the wind. Pursued by the robbers at a safe distance, who kept up Only the chief remained ahead of them. their fusillade of missiles, our friends got out on the plain With a jerk at the bridle he brought his mustan again and headed for a pass through the Sierras to get on pause; it arose upon its haunches and the abrupt tug the Pacific slope side of the mountains. the lassoed girl from her mare to the ground. Ahead of them there stretched a vast plain, and the motor As quick as a flash Jack drew a pistol from his bel shot away over it through the night, and soon left the pueblo aim at the chief, he fired. and its frantic inhabitants many miles behind. A wild cry of pain pealed from the lips of the chief The sky was obscured by heavy cloud banks, and going at an easy pace with her searchlight glaring ahead, the Hurricane passed out like some grim monster of another world. Our friends had an excellent supper prepared by Fritz, and dividing their force intotwo watches Jack and the professor remained on duty Tim and Fritz turned in. His grasp on the lasso relaxed and he toppled from hi Down he fell, with a thud, to the, ground, and his m rushed away to the right beside the girl's mare. By this ume Jack's friends were busy at the loop-h the cage, with their rifles blazing away at the rest startled band, who returned their fire with arrows and "If our first adventure is a sample of what we are going The boy brought the motor to a pause near the falle to get in the future, I'm afraid we are going to have a red-and flinging open the pilot-house hot trip," said Jack. ladder. CHAPTER IX. SAVED FROM THE SAVAGES. "Help! help! help!" The morning sun was rismg over the plains when this thrilling cry pealed out on the soft, balmy air and startled the inmates of the motor, who sat in the cage at breakfast. The Hurricane had come to a pause among the cluster of trees not far from the village of Santa Marina, an the sound I of many pounding hoofs reached the ears of the four travelers. I Jack glanced up hurriedly and beheld a young girl, clad in the pretty cpstume of the Mexican women, mounted upon a snow-white .mare, go flying toward the pueblo. Behind her ther:e came an avalanche of Maquis Indians, mounted upon fleet-footed little mustangs, their feather headdress, war-paint and waving spears plainly showing that they were a roving band, hostile to the white settlers thereabouts. The redmen were yelling like fiends-a dozen strong-and riding bareback with a consummate skill never to be rivaled. It was evident at a glance that their wild ponies were gaining upon the white mare, and the boy saw that they desired to capture the girl alive, as no weapons were discharged at her, although the braves were within easy firing distance. In advance of the yelling horde there rode a big warrior, whose attire proclaimed him to be the chief of the band, and as Jack glanced at him he was whirling a lasso over his plumed head and then let it fly. Out spun the line the air, rapidly recoiling until the huge slip-noose spread and fell over the girl's body. The girl was half stunned by her fal1 and Jack ran her side and released her of the tightly drawn noose lasso, whereupon she quickly recovered. Despite the national attire she wore the young inv quickly observed that she was an American girl. "Saved!" she murmured faintly as she observed his k face. "You had an escape, I can tell you!" Jack replied. "I should not have ventured out riding unattended." "Are you injured?" "On! y bruised from my fall." "LiV!J near here?" "In yonder pueblo with my father." "You afe an American?" "Exactly. I am the telegraph operator." "And your father?" "He is the station agent on the railroad." "Ah! Come, get aboard of my motor," said Jack, se that the remainder of the Moquis were circling around toie He assisted her aboard, she expressing her astonish! at the singular ccntrivance, and gratefully thanking the, for saving her from the power of the Indians. e The Moquis now fled, and Jack exclaimed: l a "There's no use troubling with them any further!" 8 He then started the Hurricane toward Santa Marina, 1 drove her into the town, arousing the amazement of every t The railroad depot was soon reached. Here a tall, bearded American-the girl's father-was and told what happened to the pretty telegraph His gratitude knew no bounds, and he thanked Jack and over again for having saved his child. After he had expressed his curiosity over the ma motor, he turned to Jack and remarked:

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JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. 13 "Poor Bertha! She is always getting in trouble. It is audacity, and made a rush for the cab as they stood some disnot more than a month ago that she had another narrow tance from it. escape." "What happened to her then?" queried Jack. "Her life was attempted by a rejected lover." Indeed! He must have been a scoundrel." "He is the most desperate Mexican in the country-a gambler of Sonora, and a rascal whom I despised. But he is gone now, and I hope I'll never lay eyes on Jacinto Velasquez again." I "Jacinto Velasquez!" echoed Jack, in surprise. the man?" "Was he "Yes. You look surprised. Did you ever meet him?" "I have. He is my worst enemy to-day." "Then beware of that man. I warn you he is an assassin." "My dear friend, I am already aware of his character." Just then a train came in, which was bound for Fort Buchanan, and the statio. n agent excused himself for a while, till he attended to the receipt of >"Jme freight. The girl Bertha went out with her father and approached the engineer of the train, who was her accepted lover, to tell him what had happened to her, as he and the fireman alighted. Jack stood in the station doorway. The motor containing his friends was some distance away, and as the boy glanced up he was suddenly amazed to see Jacinto Velasquez and his two friends. All three of the Mexicans had just ridden into town. They saw Jack, and were earnestly conversing, but did not seem to be the least bit disconcerted. In fact, they dismounted and deliberately walked past him. "You have reached Santa Marina ahead of us, I see," coolly remarked Velasquez, with a sardonic smile, as he came abreast of the boy, and his two friends passed on. "You scoundrel! ejaculated the young inventor wrathily. "How dare you show such a brazen front after all the villainy you have been doing?" "Bosh! Don't excite yourself, youngster!" coolly replied the audacious wretch, flourishing his hand. "I am not afraid of you or any one in this town or I wouldn t have ventured here, you may depend "You will not leave this place at liberty!" said Jack, hotly, as he drew a pistol. "I have got a warrant for your arrest for the murder of Apache Bill at Wrightstown, and the rob bery of all his mciney And I mean to apprehend you, too! "Indeed!" was the sarcastic reply. "Well, just defer your operations a few moments, senor, for I see a former lady love of mine talking to my rival, and I have something of importance to tell her." He made a polite bow and walked away. Jack was amazed at his brazen effrontery. "He's a cool customer. But he is planning mischief," the boy muttered. "There's deviltry lurking in his dark eyes. I'll keep within range of him, and see what he is u11 to." The Mexican leisurely walked up to Bertha, and tapped her arm. "I want you!" he exClaimed, pleasantly. The girl gave a scream and recoiled, and the engineer and fireman glanced up at Velasquez and recognized him witJ:l glares. In nowise daunted the Mexican the girl, flung her into the locomotive cab and followed her in with agility. Both of his friends were crouching down there, for they had uncoupled the locomotive from the train, and got in on the other side. "Away!" cried Velasquez, ringingly. One of his men was an expert engineer. He started the locomotive just as the engineer and fireman recovered from a stupor of astonishment over Velasquez's They were too late, as the Mexicans acted like lightning, and no one dared fire, for fear of wounding the terrified girl. "She is mine--mine-mine at last!" yelled Velasquez. Anti the next moment the was rushing a!way, leaving all the girl's friends on the depot platform, powerless and struck with horror. CHAPTER X. A TRYING POSITION. Had every one not been rendered powerless for a moment by the brazen rascality of the Mexicans, and acted more promptly, the girl might not have been abducted so easily. The engineer ran after the moving locomotive to board it ere it gathered speed, but Velasquez fired a pistol shot at him and he fell to the ground wounded. In a minute more the locomotive was going too fast for any one to overtake it, so no pursuit was attempted. Everything had been done so rapidly, unexpectedly and so systematically that Jack, the engineer and the fireman, who were the only immediate witnesses of the occurrence, did not have time to ere it was too late. A moment afterward Bertha' s father saw what happened. He turned as pale as death and uttered a frantic cry. "My child! My girl!" he moaned. "By Jove! ',. exclaimed Jack, deeply chagrined, "here's a go!" "They have abducted her!" groaned the station agent in horror. "Did you see who it was?" "Yes-Jacinto Velasquez!" "How fast can that engine travel?" "She's old, and never makes more than thirty miles an hour." "I'll chase her with my motor and save the girl!" The agonized father gave a start and a glad smile. Before .he could utter a word Jack was gone. .The boy reached the Hurricane, sprang aboard, dashed into the pilot-house and started her after the flying locomotive along the side of the roadbed. His friends ran into the turret. "What's the matter, lad?" asked Tim, in surprise. The boy rapidly explained how matters stood, filling his friends with amazement, and winning their hearty endorsement of his plan of pursuit. "How far dot locomotiff vhas ahet alretty?" queried Fritz. "She has a lead of about two miles by this time." "Can you overhaul her, dear friend?" queried Hopkins. "If we don't meet with accidents or obstructions we can." "Sich coolness o' that 'ere greaser's wuz only beat once, said Tim. "How was that?" queried Hopkins. "It happened ter me when I wuz aboard o' ther frigate Wabash--" "Here vhas anudder lie!" growled Fritz. Tim glared out of his one eye at the young Dutchman. "Belay! he roared. "I ain't a-talkin' ter you, yer swab!" "Go ahead with your story," said the professor. "Waal, sir, it J:\appened this way: Durin' a lngagemlnt J wuz tooken prisoner by the enemy, an' rammed into a gun. They aimed me at my own ship an' ses I ter ther gunner from inside o' ther gun: Yer ain't got me aimed straight enough messmate. Yer didn't 'low fer ther rise an' fall o' ther waves. If yer fires me off now I'll go clear ower ther mizzen rlggln' without a-touchin' ther hull. Lower yer muzzle a p'int,' sez I. as cool--"

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t JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. "Ain't you stretching it just a little?" mildly Hopkins. "Lor' bless yer, no!" said Tim, warming up to his yarn, until he actually beli e ved he was telling the truth. "Ther gunner did wot I sergested, and touched her off--" And away you fle\V?" "No. Ther blamed ole gun busted at the r an' blowed ther skylights offer the r gunner, an' wh e n my shil) mate s captured tha t ship I wuz pulled outer ther gun wi' nuthin' th.er matter wi' me but some gun soot blac enin' my nose." The professor looked relieved. He expected to hear that the old liar had been shot from Both the locomotive and the motor shot by him like Ugh ning, and his two friends in the cab scre a med with pain. One of them fell writhing to the floor and the other rushe out through the forward door alongside of the boiler. "Stop her! 1 he sc.reamed a moment later. "There's a trai rushing toward us on this track! Jack gave a start. Peering ahead he saw the approaching train several mil away, coming along a distant c urve. There was but a single track between Santa Marina an Fort Buchanan, and by telegraphic communication betwee the two points the engineers were apprised whether the roa the gun and landed safe and sound on the deck of hjs own was open or not. ship. The train of the stolen locomotive should have been sid Jack took no part in the con versation. He was too busy working the motor along. She was dashing ahead, close to the railroad track, register indicated a spe ed of fifty miles a::i hour. tracked to let the other one go by, and as the coming trai left the fort ere the message was wired that the stolen en and the gine was rushing toward it, there was every danger of col lision, The boy saw that the stolen locomotiv e w a s plunging on rapidly, but the motor was fa s t overhauling h e r Fritz stationed himself at a window and glanced ahead. "Look oudt! he exclaimed, s udde!}ly. "What's the matter?" queried Jack, in alarm. "Dere vhas a stream of vater crosses ahe t of us." For a moment the boy's heart b eat faste r than usual as he saw that the railroad ran over a trestle bridge that spanned a wide stream flowing across the liurricane's path. How was he to cross the stream? He slackene d sp e ed. Are w e blo cked?" anxiously asked Tim. I think I s e e a way out of it! said Jack, rapidly thinking. How?" "By running over the bridge." "Ay lad, but our 'Yheels won t fit the tracks. "But the y can straddle them and run over the Here was the solution. No other plan was feasible. sleepers!" They had to go slow now, for the motor ran up on the track and straddled the inner rail. The s paces b etween the sleepers were narrow, fortunately, and the motor jumped and shook frightfully as it ran slowly over the m but she manageQ. to cross They lost time by the operation, too fo r the locomotive gaine d distance when they slackened speed. Once on the other side of the bridge they got back beside the track again and sped on once more. There was a cl ear i;;tretch of stubble grass ahead of the motor, unbroken by stones .or ditches, and Jack increased the speed of the Hurricane to sixty miles. Along she flew, and in fiftee n minu s she was almost up to the roaring and hissing locomotive when a woods appear7d ahead, through which the road ran. Here they had to get ac;ross the trac k again, and they shot through the woods and came out on the other side close up to the caboose of the locomotive. The Mexicans were f rantic. They did not expect such pursuit. "Stop your engine!" shouted Jack. "Stop it, or we will kill you!" Nev er!" yelled V e l a squ e z "If you attempt to do us any injury with that accurs e d machine w e shall murder the girl!,. Jack turned to his friends. "Each one of you single out a man and fire! he said. Instantly three. riflell w e re aimed at the Mexicans. "Ready!" said Tim. "The girl isn't in the way fire! The three shots struc k and in a panic of agony Velasquez reeled back and fell headforemost from the caboose Fortunately the curve showed the approaching enginee the danger, and he brought his train to a pause. "Ir'. r don't step that stolen locomotive it will dash int 1 I th-e staJidlng train and wreck it!" gasped Jack. "J;,et me tl:tke ther wheel, Ia!," said Tim, hastily. "Keep' her going till we are close enough for me to boar the locomotive. The greaser engineer is ying wounded o the cab floor, and the other fellow don't know what to Tim grasped the wheel and Jack hastened outside. Ten feet separated the two rushing machines now, bu the motor gained on the flying locomotive inch by inc t.ill at 'last it was within two feet of the rear of the caboos 'Rut at that moment there came a bang under the moto and it sh<5ok from end to end and slackened speed. "What's that?" gasped the professor. Jack turned as pale as death. "One of the eccentrics has slipped! he gasped. "Stop her Tim!" In a few moments the motor would pause. With a look agony 'U;POn his face, Jack glanced at th space widening between the motor and the locomotive. a flash, there passed through qis mind a vision of the runawa locomotive meeting the train ahead-a crash-the. wreck-th dying and dead passengers, and--"I must stop the engine! If I don't the result will be aw ful!" he gasped, as he saw the impending danger. Then he gathered himself and made a flying leap for the caboose as it swiftly separated from the slackening motor. CHAPTER XI. AT THE FOOT OF THE MOUNTAIN. Jack's body struck with a bang agains t the ba c k of the ca and he slipped down, but flung out his hands, and his finge clutched the edge of the floor. There he hung trailing a moment, and then, by sheer fore of muscle, he pulled himself up into the cab. But he had gained his object thus far. The Hurricane had begun to stop on ac<;ount of the slipped eccentric astern of the flying locomotive. Bertha, the daughter of the Santa Marina station agen lay on the floor in a faint, Pepe, the Mexican was rec!inin against the side of the caboose, suffering from the wound he got, and Mario, his friend, was in the cab door. He, too was wounded. Jacinto Velasquez had been left a mile_ back on the road where he had fallen when he got shot, and ahead the boy sa in it t m a c J

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JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNE'rIC MOTOR. 15 the train on the same track as the runaway locomotive, stand-Seeing that it could be reset, Jack ufiloosenl:!d the set screws, Ing stock still, a quarter of a mile away. returned it tp its PJ.:Oper place, an9. tightened the screws up The boy sprang to the throttle valve to stop the engine, for again. it was tearing along at thirty miles an hour over the track, This was done by moving the forward-motion eccentri
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16 JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. were startled by hearing a frightful commotion coming from but m iserably poor, and the professor had a long talk with it. them. A chorus of wild cries arose in the Opata language, for the At its conclusion he turned to Jack and said: inhabitants were mostly half-bree'a Indians, and the n they saw "They want us to make ourse lves at hom e here, and are a large crowd of men wom e n and childre n rus h into view. willing to do anything in their power for us dear boy." They were loudly clamoring, and seemed to b e greatly fright"Have you said anything about the mountains?" queried en ed. Jack. "There's trouble going on among them!" ex claimed Jack. "But I don t see anything wrong," r e plied Hopkins. The Hurricane soon r eache d the village, and upon beholding the curious machine the :t;tatives took fright and ran away. They left two of their numbe r b ehind, however. It was a woman and her babe. The little one lay prone on the ground, and the woman '-rmed with a knife, was battling with a huge b ear which had come down from the mountain and had been in the act of carrying her child off when the villagers attacked it. CHAPTER XII. BIT BY A RATTLESNAKE As soon as Jack saw the trouble the poor woman was in he cried: "Take the wheel, Tim, and steer for that woman." "Aye, aye sir!" respond e d the old sailor, complying. 'fhe boy seized a rifle from its rack and hurried out on the platform with it, whe n up to the combatants rushed the Hurricane. Up went the boy's rifle to his shoulder, and aiming at the bear, which had arisen upon its haunc hes h e fired . Just then the whe e ls of the motor went ov e r a stone and spoiled his aim, the bullet missing itsmark. With one blow from its paw the bear kno c ked the shrieking Indian woman down and descending on all fours besid e her, it was just about to bury its teeth in her head when she stabbed it with her knife. It recoiled for a moment, growling with pain and rage. The motor paused, and Jack leaped to the ground close to the mon ster, when it turne d upon him in a twinkling. Bleeding from the wound given it by the woman, it attacked the boy, who again aimed his at it. Unfortunately there were no more projectiles in Jack's wea pon, and as soon as h e found it out he clubbed his rifle and dealt the bear a swinging blow on the head with it. Again it recoiled, growling and snarling. The Indian woman snatche d up her child and ran away. Jack had no other w e apon with him, and he r etreate d upon observing which the bear came lumbering after him. Fritz just then came out on the platform of the Hurricane armed with i:' rifle, and upon seeing the dange r Jack was in he aimed at the bear and fir e d True to its mark sp e d the b a ll. With a crash it burs t in t h e bear s head. Yes They advise us to keep away from there, as an in cident recently occurred that has angertld the Indians against the white s very much. "What was that?" "As near as I can understand it, some white men were here a week ago, when a band of Apa ches came down from the mountain in a threatening manner. They w ere on the war path, and the villagers begged for peace whic h wa s relu ctantly granted. The y had to hold a pow wow, and smok_e the c alu met. Afte r that there w a s a banquet given to the warriors, and considerable m e scal was given them to drink. In a short time they were all hop e lessly drunk, when the white men set upon them, and capture d several, the rest escaping. They were taken out into a ravine near h e re and shot. The Apache s are. now bitterly incensed a gainst all the whites." "That will make it bad for u s, said Jack gravely. "They have sworn to murder every white man they meJlt "Can we get a guide h e re to take us up to cave valley? "No. The villagers are afraid to venture b eyond this pueblo." "In that case we must go up on our own hook then." Do you intend to remain here, dear boy over night?" "Yes. Early to-morrow morning we will asc e nd the gorge. The motor had come to a pause in the middle of the pueblo, and Fritz prepared a good supper for our friends. The y had but little water aboard of the motor, but there was a creek near by to which Jack and Fritz made se veral excursions with pails, filling up the cask on the Hurricane. At the last trip Jack went alone. He had just filled his pail, and turned to walk away, when to his amazement he fou'nd himself face to fac e with a stalwart Apache, who was standing with folded 61-rms and scowling face. The Indian was regarding the boy with a fierce expression. His approach _had been so silent that Jack did not know he was there until they came face to fac e. "Hello!" exclaimed Jack. "Where did you come from?" The Indian made no reply. But his burning, fierce glance plainly showed that he was in an ugly frame of mind. Imagining that the savage did not understand him, Jack was about to P .ass on, when the Indian seized him by the arm. "Wait!" exclaimed he in moody tones, in Spanish. "Red Jim would speak." "Ah! You speak Spanish, then?" asked Jack, in Castilian. "Little," replied the Apa c he "Why you com e h ere?" I am going up into the Sierra Madre after gold." No. You not can go there." "Why not?" The beast was lite rall y d ecapitate d and fell de ad at Jack's "Apac h e s don t want it." feet "We don't belong to the crowd who killed your friends. "Hurrar f e r m e vonct! ye ll e d Fritz excite dly No difference All white man alike. One do wrong to us, The natives t,ad se e n the shot and its result, but their we kill all." fears of the motor vanis h e d gradually w h e n they saw men on "That's a bad plan, Red Jim." it. Instead of replying the Apach e drew a tomahawk from his With the death of the be a r the y b egan to draw nearer, and belt and aimed a blow at Jack's head with it. the professor b eing abl e to s p eak a smatterin g of their lan-He designed to cleave the boy's skull in two. guage,, assure d them tha t they had no cause for alarm. Raising the water-pail the young inventor warded off the Thus reassured they so on gathe red around the Hurricane blow. and began to express their gratitude to our friends for killing The keen edge of the tomahawk smas hed the pail to piece s. the beat. "You are a murderous dog!" said J ac k, in angry tones. The Nacoryans were a peac eful race and very I Red Jim raised h1s weapon to strike again.

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t JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. His jet-black eyes were aflame, his nostrils dilated and a sinister look was upon his copper-colored face Before he could strike, however a rattlesnake, lying in the grass, bit him on the calf of his leg. It felt like the sharp puncture of a needle. CHAP'l'ER XIII. ATTACKED BY INDIANS. Red Jim g1anced down and saw what it was. On came the troop of redskins dashing through the mp.In Instantly he low e r e d his tomahawk and a frightened look of the pueblo, the frightened inhabitants flying into swept over his face, for he felt that he had his death-wound, their houses to get out of the way. so rapid and malignant is a rattlesnake's bite. A shower of arrows and spears came flying through the air "See there! he groaned, pointing at the reptile. and rained upon the Hurricane like hail. Jack turned the motor around, facing the coppery horde. The shutters were pulled down over the windows, but the boy peered through the loop-holes in them and saw the Indians approach. "You are doomed! said Jack, curtly. "Can you do anything for poor Indian?" I can save you. " Do! " Lie down." Red Jim lay on the ground. Got a knife? queried Jack. "Here!" said the Apache, handing him one. "Can you stand great pain?" "Anything!" { He had his pneumatic gun already loaded. Aiming it at the oncoming horsemen he fired a shot, and with a terrific explosion the projectile burst against the foremost pony and spread destruction around. The flying particles struck several of the nearest braves and their mounts and killed them on the spot. Very well; don't flinch now," said Jack. Brought to a pause by this terrible reception the rest of He cut a piece of flesh out of the Indian's leg around the the band gave utterance to a wild yell of terror and retreated. wound. Away they dashed at full speed. "I'm going to pursue them," said Jack. "I am going to It bled profusely but the Apache did not utter a sound. make an impression upon them they will never forget, and He glanced with stoic fortitude at the operation. Quick as rattlesnake' s venom is to act on the human'system the boy had cut out the poison before it got into Red Jim's blood. Instead of suffering death the redman would now only the pain of his flesh-wound until it healed up. Hanning him a handkerchief, Jack said: "Keep washing it out. I will go and fetch you medicine." have some He left the Apache bathing the wound and returning to the coach he procur e d some bandages and salve told his friends what. happened and then went back to Red Jim. The boy dressed his wound. I have returned good for evil!" he exclaimed. And I will not forget it," said Red Jim, gratefully. "Go home now and keep quiet till you are well," advised Jack. "You help me on my burro?'' "Where is it?" "In bushes there! The boy aide d the limping brave to IIl;Ount a little burro he found in the place indi!lated and the warrior rode away. Jack returned to the motor. and everything having been fastened up for the night, Tim was left on guard and all turned in. The night passed by and just as day dawned the profes sor, who had relieved the old sailor on watch, awakened the boy, crying: when we get in the mountains the rest will fear us." He started the engine in pursuit of the redskins, and drove the savages pell mell out of the town They made for the foothills of the mountains. "Looks ter me," said Tim, "as if they wuz goin' aloft." Und I tink dot dey vhas frightened alretty," said Fritz. Jack fired another shot at them. It whistled through the air with a tre mendous scream, and striking the ground in their midst, burst like a bombshell. Several more of the Apaches fell. Velasquez had thus far escaped injury, and being mounted on the best beast, he rode on in advance of his friends, the redskins. The rascal saw that the magnetic motor was more to be feared than he Imagined at first and he was striving to escape. Jack's friends were armed with rifles, standing at the win dows, and driving the motor up to the scampering band he sent it flying among the savages, who scattered right and left. "Give it to them! he cried His friends began to fire and man and beast fell like chaff before the gale as the destructive bullets began to explode. "They came to sweep us off the face of the earth!" the boy muttered, grimly, "but I've turned the tables on them!" Frantic by this time the desperate Apaches retaliated. with the rifles and pistols they possessed. Crack! Crack! Crack! resounded their shots on all sides, but not a leaden ball had activity enough to pierce the metal walls of the Jack! Jack! Here comes Jacinto Velasquez!" motor. Out of the stateroom into the pilot-house rushed the boy half aroused. Shot after shot was sent back by Jack's friends. '.'Where is he?" was his eager query. The savages had scattered now so that a projectile from the gun would not have had much effect and was not fired. Soon the ground became very rough, and upon going down the slope of an elevation the boy suddenly observed a mass A troop of Apache warriors were approaching in full feather, of 'timber ahead through which ran a stream. led by the Mexican and a chief. The Apaches headed for it full speed. See there replied Hopkins, pointing out the window. The boy glanced out. By exposing Jack's plan to raid on the Golden City of the In through the plunged their ponies and upon the had enlisted the. friendship of the red-1 reaching the water-course they entered it and swam. Carry skms and Jomed thehi to further his own. schemes. ing the Mexican and the remainder of the band across, they Mounted on mustangs, the wild horde came galloping up. reached the opposite embankment in safety a,nd fled on. "Arm yourselves boys!" cried Jack to all his friends who l The Hurricane could not cross the stream. now were in the turret. "We are going to have a hard Jack brought her to a pause, in disgust and said: struggle, I fear." "I never thought I'd have to go over streams, 'Or I should J l

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, t 18 JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. have constructed my engine with a boat-like body. This is aggravating. They'll escape me now." "Vhy yer didn't put wings by der motor?" growled Fritz. Jack leveled a spyglass ahead and remarked: "I see a tremendous ravine ahead there a\}d the Apaches are their ponies for it. Can that be our course, Hopkins?" "Positively, dear boy," assured the professor. "Shiver me, lad, then why not get across the .stream an' go right on?" asked Tim. 'Tain't no sorter use a-goin' back ter ther town. "But where can we go to get across?" blankly asked Jack. For miles up and down the stream they saw no means of getting on --theother side, but the keen eyes of Jack soon rested on a large number of logs floating in the stream. "There's our only means of getting on the other side," he remarked, pointing at them. "We had trouble enough while coming here to cross the various streams we met with. We must build a raft and ferry the machine across." He ran the Hurricane down to the shore, where they all alighted. Fortunately they had ample means on hand to fasten the logs together, and the four, setting to work, soon improvised a rude raft. The stream was about five hundred feet across. Had the Hurricane not been extremely light, on account of the kind of metal it was made of, they could not have managed it, but now however, they soon got it upon the raft. Long poles were then cut and they contrived to ferry the motor and themselves to the other side, by which time the Apaches had disappeared in the distance. they saw numbers of trincheras, or stone terraces built across the small valleys. Fritz prepared supper, to which our friends did justice, and as there was no sign of water in the canyon they were glad to use the water procured at the pueblo. Toward nine o'clock Jack stood steering the motor ahead, when suddenly he observed several shadowy figures go flitting through the radiance from the searchlight. "Indians! he exclaimed, in startled tones. His friends all looked out the windows and saw them. They were mounted on ponies and dodging in and out of the light like will-o'-the-wisps, as silently as ghosts. The boy turned the lever around, increasing speed, the broad cogwheels clinging to the rocky ground and dragging the motor after them with irresistible force. Faster went the motor, and faster rode the silent Apaches. "Their silence looks suspicious ," said the professor. "As I know they are treacherous," answered Jack, "it is a fair warning for us to look out for rascality from them. He turned the !jearchlight around suddenly and swept its glow down the canyon over the road they were pursuing, when, to his surprise, he beheld a score of savages in pursuit. They were stealing after the motor as silently and rapidly as the rest were leading it on, and the boy saw that they were hemmed in. "Look back there!" he exclaimed. "Wot in thunder can them lubber,; be plannin'?" queried Tim. "Dey don't vhas been doin dot for notings," muttered Fritz. Jack now swayed the light around again, but to his utter amazement he observed that the Indians in had As soon as they were safe on terra firma upon the other vanished. side they found the trail of their enemies' ponies Another more dangerous sight methis view. "The motor can pass over almost any ground they can," said Jack. so we can do no better than to keep on their trail now." "It's a long and rough journey," observed the professor. "Lor' save yer, sir," broke in Tim, "this ain't nuthin' ter ther trip I had when I wuz in the United States Marine Corps." "You certainly could not have passed over much rougher It was a wide chasm ahead, running across the canyon, and the motor was rushing straight toward it. "There's their game!" said Jack. "See what they were luring us on." "Stop the Hurricane!" nervously implored Hopkins. Jack turned the lever to insulate the armature and put on the brakes, but to his amazement the machinery kept on working and the brakes failed to act upon the flying wheels. ground than this?" "Didn't I, though!" retorted Tim, spiritedly. kalkerlate I did. We'd landed near Charleston. .. "I can't stop her! gasped the boy. "Something is out of Waal, I order!" Thar wuz a The Hurncane was now dangerously close to the yawning full regiment on us, an' ther enemy set fire ter ther grass ter cut off our pursuit. But we kep' right on ewer ther hot ground. Ther soles o' our sli.oes wuz burnt off, but we kep' right on. Then ther soles o our stockin's went, but we kep' right on. Then our feet got blistered, but we kep' right abyss, and kept plunging straight ahead toward it! on--" CHAPTER XIV. "Didn't you lose your leg that way?" blandly asked Hopkins. "No," replied Tim. "We wuz all such hard drinkers we BLOCKED JN THE wuz fireproof." The motor followed the Indians' trail under Jack's guidA chill of intense horror passed over every one upon ance, and several hours passed by, the scenery becoming more hearing what Jack said, for they saw the terrible chasm rugged and wild as tlley left the foothills behind. plainly revealed by the searchlight, yawning ahead of them. They reached the gorge at sundown. The desperation of their situation might have been modi-lt was a bleak, desolate-looking place, as gloomy as a fied if they had plenty of room in which to manage the Hur-dungeon at day, and ten times worse at night. ricane; but at that point the rocks on each side were so The searchlight was started when the motor. ran into it, close that there was no room for the motor to turn around and the actual ascent of the mountain began. and run back. Above them stretched an infinite succession of ridges and Should Jack turn it to the right or left, going at such a plateaus, covered with huge, pine forests, the steep slopes in high rate of speed, she would inevitably crash into either wall the valleys covered with pine needles as slippery as glass, and very likely go to pieces. while here and there resurrection plants spread over the With no course to pursue save going'ahead, destruction b;1 damp rocks and gloomy cliffs like huge mats. a flying Jeap into the yawning abyss seemed inevitable. Occasionally they met with ruins of square buildings of "Fritz! Examine the machinery!" shouted the boy. stone, clay and plaster, having a white, spectral look; sev-Not waiting to answer, the Dutch boy dashed away to eral deserted pueblos were encountered, and here and there comply.

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,JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. 19 "What are we to do, dear boy?" groaned the professor help lessly. "There's. a desperate chance!" replied Jack grimly. "Only one." "And that?" "Find the side pas,sage and turn her into it." "You think that's the Indians disappeared?" "I do. There could be no other way for the.lll to vanish." He had called to mind what the parchment said about the gorge being cut in two by an abyss-that there was a side pass leading around it, and imagined that this was the place mentioned. All he could now depend upon was the existence of this passage, and h e turned his eager glance upon the walls and flashed the searchlight there in quest of it. Nearer and still nearer to the brink of the gulf dashed the motor, until at last they were within ten yards of it, when suddenly a cry pealed from the boy's lips. "Here it is now! h e e xclaimed. "Wot?" demanded Tim. "The side passage." "Hurrah! We ain't dead yet!" 'f'Hopkins, wild with relief. With a turn of the wheel Jack sent the coach spinning off to the right, and it dashefl into a wide, dark opening in the wall. The searchlight showed this aperture ran at a curve. Along the arm cf the gorge it ran, and they heard a wild yell of chagrin p ea l from the Indians bringing up the rear, who had been fondly expecting to see the motor go plunging over the precipice down into the black pit athwart its course. "Tim, keep a lookout ahead!" cried the boy. "Aye, aye, sir!" answered the old sailor, going to the front windows. "Professor, you take charge of the searchlight." "Depend upon me, my boy." On went the Hurricane, sweeping around a vast curve, and our friends in the turret heard Fritz back in the stateroom pounding at the machinery, the defect in which he had found. "Injuns athwart our bows, sir," said Tim. "Mounted?" asked Jaclc "Aye, an' under full sail, too." "Show them up, Hopkins." "In one moment," replied the professor. Around swept the searchlight, and it glimmered upon the warriors who had so craftily lured the Hurricane along the canyon to Its doom. Discovered and defeated in their project, they fired a num ber of shots back at the motor from their firearms, but the singing pellets of lead did no harm. "Hello, Fritz! Have you found out what the trouble was?" shouted Jack, as the Dutch boy's pounding ceased. "Yah! I tink so. Vun of de bolts in der qrake glamps vhas gone, und I vhas put me in an udder alretty." "What's the matter with the armatures?" "De insulation pads vha s lost." "Did you get a new one from the cage?" "Fer sure. In vun minutes I vhas feenish alretty." The pounding went on again. Plunging ahead, the motor rounded the curve, and came out in the vast gorge ag,ain, on the other side of the cha13m. "There's proof thatthe old manuscript is true!" said Jack. "Aye, aye, lad! An' so must ther rest on it be so, too," re plied Tim. "Der prake vhas all righd somedimes!" yelled Fritz just then. "Good! Go on with the insulator so I can stop her." Bang, bang, bang! went the hammer again. The roadbed became so rocky and uneven that the motor now began to rattle and shake. A few moments later the insulator was fixed, and Fritz came back to the pilot-house, joining Jack, with the remark: You vhas been able to stop her now." The boy did so, and then asked: "What was the matter with the machinery?" "Yell, der rupper i ap vot goe; ofer der ends of der magnet is fast to der flange, und der join( of it vhas got unbolted, so I had ter got me a "new bolt, und drove it in in blace of der vun vot's lost." "How did it get unbolted?" "Der nut vhas come unscrewed". Dot prake vhas bolted to dot ibsulator flange, yer know, und so soon as dot bolt vhas lost, der prake don't vork also." "Is it in good order now?" asked Jack, starting the motor again. "Yah! She don't got oudt of order never alretty." The boy swayed the searchlight around, but failed to see any of the Apaches now, by which he concluded that they feared the terrible firearms carried on the Hurricane and want ed to keep out of range of them. The defile they were following now became very narrow. 1'he perpendicular walls of the canyon rising up hundreds of feet above their heads. With a sad and mournful sound the wind came moaning 'through the gorge, and afar in the distance they heard the cries of night birds and prowling beasts, alarmed by moving Indians. The mountains were nine thousand feet high, and although this canyon did not reach the top, it lecj. to their destination before the break of day. None of the four had any sleep that night. It was just as day was dawning when they arrived in sight of what looked like a huge wall of rocks, cutting off the end of the canyon, broken down in the middle. '.There was a narrow pass in this opening, through which the motor could sq1,1eeze, and when they flashed the searchlight ahead in the opening, they saw that it led into a vast valley. No doubt thi,; was the valley of caves. "Once we are through that defile," said Jack, "our trip will be near an end, for I am convinced that the golden city lies beyond that wall in the great plateau we can see marked out there." The professor examined the parchment. Rudely outlined at the bottom of it were the diagrams which mapped their course, and they saw that the course they had been pursuing agreed exactly with the map. It was fair to infer by this, then, that they had made no mistake about coming up the gloomy canyon. Within short space of time the motor reached the rocky wall and passed into a defile, when all of a sudden a tremen dous chorus of._shouts arose above them. Jack glanced upward, and saw that the rocks swarmed with savages who had sprung from their coverts, and now began to hurl the loose rocks down at the Hurricane. They struck with blows like thunder. A volley of violent shocks made the motor shake all over, as the rocks and stones came flying down in showers, bombard ing her like so many cannon balls on all sides. "They wiil smash her to pieces unless we drive them back," exclaimed Jack, in the utmost co11'ster11;ation. "Get some bombs." Tim and Fritz weI).t back in the cage. Shortly afterwards they reappeared, attired in their metallic :;::uits, and each one armed with baskets fillec1 with hand gren-a des. "In VU!l minutes. H:ow shevhas going?" "All right, thus far!" i f Sufficient light now streamed do;wn from the gray sky to

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20 JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOT R. let them see what they were doing, and opening the door of the turret they went out on both decks and began to fling the bombs among the savages who were hurling the rocks. With reports like the discharge of artillery the grenades burst against the rocks, and the cries of the Apaches told plainly how disastrous the fusilade had become Their missiles suddenly ceased to descend, and they fled, leaving many of their friends injured behind them among rocks. ) Fast and furious flew grenades. Loud and fierce were the ensuing explosions. Deep and agonizing were the yells of the wounded savages. Onward rushed the motor, and battered and dented, yet unricane, too, and, squawking and howling, they flew up on the chairs. Jack then leveled the gun at the crowd ahead and fl.red it. With a terrible howl the projectile shot from the gun and cut a passage through the ranks of the savages before it finally exploded, wounding and killing many more. They had heaped a huge pile of tree trunks across the entrance, the top of which the shot carried away, and as the motor ran up to it they brought her to a pause. She could go no further. Nor could she back away from it, owing to the number of men lying in back of her, the bodies of whom obstructed the wheels. broken, she reached the end of the defile, when there sprang "Unless we get those tree trunks away we can't go on," said Into view a mass of hundreds of savages to bar her entrance Jack; "and there is no possibility of backing far enough into the valley. off to blow them to pieces with the gun. We will have to clear The defile became choked up with the swarm, all of whom the way with a bomb planted under the obstruction." were armed with clubs, rifles, arrows and spears. He shut off power and'left the wheel in Fritz's care. In an instant the Hurricane was among the. m, when they Going to the ammunition box, he took a conical cylinder came swarming upon her, and Tim and Fritz retreated infrom it. This was filled with horrorite, as his patent high side. I explosive was called, and fastening an electric wire to a bindIt was impossible to force the motor ahead through th.at com-ing post in of it, he _sallied out on the platform. pact mass of humanity, and Jack was t orced to bring her The electricity 1mpregnatmg the shell of the motor had to a pause. driven all the savages away, and he descended to the ground. The Apaches no'f began to batter the Hurricane on all sides Approaching the barricade, he thrust the bomb in a crevice in an effort to force an entrance to the inmates, against whom among the logs, and was about to return to the Hurricane they were now most bitterly incensed. when several of the savages got between him and the motor. CHAPTER XV. He had no room to defend himself where he stood, and saw that he could not go back to the motor. In order to have plenty of room to move about, he clambered upon the barricade, and was P .bout to spring over on the other side, when a dozen of the redskins on the plateau ran for him, and he pulled out a pistol. WITHIN THE CAVES. As soon as they were near enough Jack opened fire on them, and sending half their number to the ground, he brought Jack knew that the motor could withstand a certain amount the rest to a sudden halt. of rough usage, but after that might succumb to the Indians' "Fritz!" he shouted, at the top or his voice. assault. "Vot's der matter?" replied the Dutc h boy, from the motor. His greatest fear was that the machinery underneath might "Turn the battery lever and blow up the barricade!" be r)lined and he hastily put on a metal suit and told Hopkins "Vhas you oudt of vay alretty?" to do the same. ''Yes. Hurry! The savages have seized the electric wire In these rubber-lined suits they were per!ectly insulated. and may destroy it before you can explode the bomb." Moreover, there was not a piece of loose metal upon that "All righd! Look oudt!" motor that was su:sceptible to the attraction of the huge mag-The current was sent over the wire. net. On the other hand, everything was capable of being electrified. I A curious scene was occurring outside. The gravitative force of the electro magnet was affecting the steel weapons in the hands of the savages. So enormous was the power of the magnet that whenever a knife or rifle barrel loosely handled came within close enough range of the magnet, it was caught by the illvisible force and wrenched from the hands of the Apaches. Drawn to the magnet almost with the speed of bullets, they stuck under the coach with sharp clicks, and adhered to horseshoe. Many of the Apaches were thus deprived of their weapon s, much to their astonishment and our friends' amusement. Jack, having donned his suit, turned one of the levers from one brass disc to another, and thus communicated all the electric force of the batterie s to the shell of the motor. In an instant everything became electrified a1b.d the bare feet of tlie Apaches touching the deck received the shocks. A scene of indescribable confusion ensued. Tingling as if pricked by thousands of needles, they yelled, and made haste to get as far away from the unbearable motor as possible, as they imagined it was getting red-hot. Bismarck and Whiskers felt the current inside of the Hur-Boom! roared the explosion the next instant. When the cylinder burst it carried the logs up into the air, torn to fragments, and killed the Indians near it. The obstruction was gone in a moment. Jack glanced at it, and one of the Apaches flung a war club at him, the missile catching him in the neck. Over he fell like a log. Before Jack could arise a number of the savages pounced on him, a lariat bound him in a twinkling, and he was a prisoner. "Help!" shouted the boy desperately. His friends heard him shout, and Fritz sent the machine flying ahead into the immense basin; but one of the savages caught the boy up, and ran with him for an opening in the face of the cliff, into which he dashed pursued by the monitor. The opening into whi c h the Indian carried him was only just big enough to admit a man, and the Hurricane was therefore unable to follow the boy and his captor. It came to a pause at the opening. The rest of the Apaches now fled in all directions over the plateau, and disappeared into various cracks and crevices in the face of the cliffs surrounding the basin. "Shiminey Christmas!" gasped Fritz, as he drove the motor out of the defile into the basin. "Dey vos got Shack!" "Aye, lad! 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D HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. 21 into which the boy had been carried. "If nobody don't lend ther lad a helpin' hand them 'ere redskin 'll founder him." "Hold on!" interposed the professor, detaining the excited old sailor. "Don't do arlything rash. You can't save him unaided." "Then, blast it, heave along wi' me!" "Don'd yer do id, said Fritz. "If yer do, der both of yer vhas got killed." "Shiver me, lad, yer as I'm a-goin' ter stand idly by an' see Jack Wright git scalped, do yer?" growled Tim, indignantly. "No," replied Fritz; "und i vhasn'd goin' ter stand by und see your paid het git schkalbed a!so, neider." "What is to be done about it, then?" helplessly asked Without the young inventor they were like a ship without a rudder. None of them knew just exactly what to do. The sun arose on a clear, beautiful morning, and observing 1;he remains of a ruined city lying in the middle of the place, Fritz drove the machine over to it. They found it to be the wreck of what might have been a beautiful village, but the houses were not built of gold, as they quite expected to find them, but were made of stone. The walls of the tugged cliffs sunounding this oval valley were covered with vegetation and towered fully 11.ve hundred feet above them. Within the ruined city, however, they found two great shafts sunk in the ground, and it did not require the golden particles lying scattered around in quartz crystals. to apprise them that they were the two lost mines, Vajuopa and Tayopa. Within the bosom of the earth beneath them there lay buried a fabulous in gold. Yet what good did it do them? It seemed as if their trip was a useless one. With the valley so overrun with savages, who jealously guarded the mines as their own and resented the ingress of white men to a reservation in which they dwelt for centuries, it seemed an almost hopeless task to attempt to wrest from them what our friends came in quest of. There was a legion of the Apaches in the place--an army of the most uncivilized and ferocious savages in the world, and to venture outside of the now battered-up motor was as much as the lives of our friends were worth. Fritz steered the motor over to the walls again, presently, but there were so many openings honey-combing the cliffs that it was almost impossible to tell into which one of these the boy had been carried, as no trail was left on the flinty ground. How to get at the boy to lend him their aid they did not know. Descrying a larger opening than the rest, they decided to risk sending the engine into it on a tour of inspection. Accordingly, Fritz steered her through the aperture into a cavern. They no sooner had gotten in, however, when there sounded a thunderous crash in back of them. Glancing around, to their dismay they saw that a cyclopean bowlder, which had been wedged above them in the opening had fallen down and now closed up the only opening big enough to give the Hurricane exit, which they could see. "Prisol}ers gasped the professor. "But this are a mighty big cave an' thar may be more entrances," suggested Tim, taking a chew of plug and glancing around. "I vhas sh tart her ahet vonct, ,. said Fritz. He did so, and keeping the searchligllt blazing, they saw that they were within an enormous cavern, stretching away inside of the cliffs so far that the other walls were invisible. The Hurrican7 rolled ahead through the gloomy, stifling place, and her crew, peering out the windows, kept a keen glance fastened ahead to see where they were going. But they did not see any sign of Jack or his captors. CHAPTER XVI. THE CITY OF GOLD. The Indian who carried away the young inventor had entered a wide crevice in the rocks, the floor of which was smooth from much use, and pursued lt some distance. He finally emerged into a most beautiful cavern of pure white crystal, the walls decorated with magnificent stalactites, a spring of pure, col water spurting up like a fountain in the middle of the place, while all around, upon stalagmite pedestals, stood hundreds of stone coffins or sarcophagus. They were covered with deer, buffalo and beaver. skins in the capacity of couches, upon which reclined a number of Indian women, smoking calumets and sleeping. As soon as the, warrior entered with his ):Jurden they aroused themselves and a babel of voices arose in their own tongues as they plied the plumed brave with questions. Their pappooses added to the clamor with their yeli, the half-grown children lying around upon the floor aroused themselves, and in a few moments a perfect pandemonium ensued. It was gradually angering the panting Indian, and he struck one of the more obtrusive women, knocking her down. She bounced upon her feet like a cat, and seizing a spear from the floor she rushed at the warrior, with its point aimed at his bosom, when several men came through an opening in the wall. One of them saw the woman's action. He was a big man, of majestic mien, with a large head-dress on, and evidently a personage of some importance. Uttering a guttural shout he stopped the spiteful squaw just as she was upon the point of plunging her fatal weapon into the warrior. Instantly, upon the entrance of these men, the noises ceased 11s if by .. magic, and Jack glanced at the newcomers. To his surprise he saw Jacinto Velasquez with the Indians. The Mexican seemed to be upon the friendliest terms with the savages, with whom he was conversing in their own tongue. Seeing the boy inventor lying helpless upon the ground, he eagerly approached to see who Jack was. A look of devilish exultation overspread his face when he observed the boy's identity, and bending over him he hissed, in Spanish: "Por el demonio! This is luck, indeed!" "Well, you are well established here!" sneered Jack. "True, senor, true. I shall at last avenge myself on you." "A chance to do so lies in your power, no doubt." "It does The chief of this tribe is absent, com padre, and his young brother, who commands in his stead, is my good friend, who now has cause to hate you as much as I do." "Well, I've given you and his men cause to dislike me." "Do you know what it leads you to, "Death, I presume." "V,ery true-death in its worst form-Ungering-:itorrl. ble-" "Perhaps you suggest burning at the stake?" "Exactly so. That shall be your fate to-night. n "If my friends don't r'escue m","

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.TACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. "Carramba! How can they? Already they are ( demoralized I Some had gauzy wings like a fly. at, your capture, and are searching the plateau for you.". They ran all over everything, showing signs of timidity at "And they will find me," said Jack, confidently. the slightest sound, as active and harmless as our crickets. The Mexican scowled and bared his teeth and hissed, But there were more dangerous denizens of this isolated savagely: place, tarantulas and poisonous centipedes. "Sooner than let you escape with your life, I would die!" One of the latter creatures ran around near one of the The Indian chief now spoke to the Mexican, and a long Indians and he drew a flask of whisky from a pocket of his conversation ensued between them, after which two of the buckskin pants and poured a circle of liquid around the centi-warriors picked the boy up and carried him away. pede. Following a gloomy tunnel that pierced the wall, they Then he touched a match to the liquor and the alcohol in brought Jack into another huge cavern, brightly illumined by ft igniting, flared up in a bright flame around the creature. an opening in the wall which ran along a great distance, some It dashed frantically at the fire upon all sides, and upon distance above the level of the valley. finding itself imprisoned by the flame, with no chance of A cry of intense amazement pealed from Jack's lips. escape, in desperation it stabbed itself in the head, killing He saw by the glaring sunlight that the great cavern was itself, thereby showing that it is the most desperate of an abode of the ancient cavi:-dwellers, for it was filled with creatures. houses. This incident seemed to amuse the Apaches greatly. But such dwellings! The twilight deepened into the gloom of night. Pure gold! With a start Jack awoke. There was no mistaking the color of that metal. Strange-looking houses they were, too; rather small, and pierced by many windows the metallic walls carved with beautiful scrolls and quaint designs of birds, animals .and flowers so true to nature that they looked as if animated. Placques and bass-reliefs of various designs were over the arching doors and windows, and the most delicate tracery of filigree around the slender spiral posts supporting the sills. Every piece of the precious metal was molded with a skill unrivaled by the most famous artisans of civilization at this modern period, and the joints were so artfully made as to defy dete ctio n upon the closest inspection. Here and there, throughout this strange, buried city of the Tarahumari cliff-dwellers, arose several colossal pyramids and obelisks the latter carved all over with hieroglyphic inscriptic::is exactly like the characters used in writing the parchment that led Jack Wright to this strange place. At the top of each obelisk however there were cut figures resembling the faces of men, surmounted by images of the sun, showing plainly that the idolatrous race revered the orb of day, and offered sacrifices to it upon the pyramids. These sacrifices were doubtless human beings, who y.rere burnt to death to appease the savages' god. In the middle of the Golden City of the Sierras there stood a magnificent temple, with a dozen arched entrances, the roof suppoPted by rows of massive pillars, emblazoned with pecu liar devices, such as the obelisk shafts bore. There was a small open square in front of this elegant structure, with a slender pole of solid gold arising from the smooth, stony floor the top of the pole bearing a human skull. Where it joined the earth arose a small, obsidian altar, and Jack's captors laid him upon it and tied him to the pole. He was so tired from being awake all night that he began to doze careless of what his fate might be. The two Indians remained guarding him. Seating themselves upon the front steps of the magnificent temple, they began to converse in low guttural tones. Jack fell asleep In the face of death he slumbered as sweetly as a child. The boy did not awaken all day, for nothing occurred to He heard the hum of many voices, and beheld the glare of scores of torches that lent a weird aspect to the scene around him. The square was swarming with Indians. All around they stood, glaring at him, armed to the teeth, and their chief standing in1 the portico of the temple beside Jacinto Velasquez. There were a number of Indians in back of them. In front of the altar was a medicine man of the tribe, chant ing a dirge-like incantation, and beside the boy stood two warriors. As soon as the medicine man had finish ed his droning ritual the braves seized the boy rude ly pulled him upon his feet and lashed him to the gold'l! post with numerous hide thongs. Then they went away and returned with their arms full of fagots which they piled around him up to his chin. "Your time has come!" he heard the M!"xican shout. "Do they mean to burn me to death?" qu estioned Jack, with a sinking sensation of heart, as he watched these pro ceedings. "That is to be your doom . My revenge will then be complete." shall meet my fate like a man!" "Ah, but the fire will burn, enjoy, your agony!" "Fiend! But-tell me-my "Have deserted you!" sear and scorch. friends--" "It seems so! groaned .Jack. How I shall The chief said something to one of the warriors. who there upon seized a torch and applied it to the fagots piled up around the boy. They caught afire around Jack's body. and the smoke and flames leaped up CHAPTER XVII. THE J"AGUAif FIGHT. disturb his slumbers save the ingress of birds that flew The occupants of the Hurricane were very much worried through the silent city with sy.bdued cries. over the disappearance of Jack, and r eso lved to go as far No one came to relieve the sentinels, who remained at through the great cavern with the motor as they could, in their posts like statues; and the time passed on. search of him. A thick coating of dust covered everything. They had no light except what flow ed from the. windows With the fall of twilight the birds disappeared and great i and out of the searchlight; but it was so strong that the black bats succeeded them. while thousands of little lizards 1 vicinage of the motor was illumined a great distance around. of the brightest green, speckled with crimson dots and other Fritz retained control of the wheel and the professor stood reptiles of the same kind but different color, made their apout on deck, on lookout, with a rifle in his hand. while Tim pearance. remained beside the Drltch boy .. -

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JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. 13 In this manner they were proceeding ahead when the pro fessor suddenly shouted: "Look out! There 's water ahead!" It was a limpid lake, fed by springs, and there was plenty room to go around its borders, so Fritz steered the Hurricane to the right. They had just arrived at a mass of rocks that were cropping out of the lake .when Hopkins uttered a shout. "Stop the motor!" he cried "Vot's der matter?" asked Fritz, in alarm, obeying him. "Look ahead and you'll see!" The Dutch boy did not see anything but a level stretch of sand, as white as snow, ahead of them, the front wheels of the motor having gone upon it. But he soon realized the danger they were in. The front part of the Hurricane began to sink. "Och, Gott' Vot iss dot? gasped Fritz, in amazement. "Back water!' roared Tim "We've run afoul o' a bed o' quicksand! And he bad divined the truth, for the forward part of the motor was at that moment sinking in the treacherous spot. Fritz reversed the machinery,. the big driving wheels began to revolve rapidly, and after a severe fight against the ten acious clutch of the sand on the wheels the was drawn back. '"Gwicksand!" exclaimed Fritz, breathlessly. "Vot's dot? Why, yer thick-headed swab, we'd a-sunk in it!" said' Tim. "In dot sand?" Aye ay e come avay! I don't vant none of your stuffin'." He isn' t fooling you, dear friend, interposed Hopkins. The Dutch boy shot the searchlight upon the quicksand, and saw an apparently level but moist expanse of it running back from th. e shore of the lake in the gloom beyond. "Dot vhas look innocent enough," he remarked. Aye, but if yer' d attempt ter navigate through it," remark ed Tim, .. thar would be one Dutch lubber less in ther world. I r e ckerlect one time I wuz a-crossin' a marshy field one dark night, an' floundered inter one o' these 'ere quicksand beds. I sunk up ter my whiskers, and I grew so"""'1i.oarse a-yellin' fer help my voice failed me." und yer vhas vent down? queried Fritz i:;arcastlcally. .t.-ye aye! assented Tim, expanding vigorously. "Down I went till thar wuzn't nuthin' but ther top o' my bald figger head a fioatin', when wot d'yer think happened?" "You vhas died," said Fritz, in disgust. "No foolin'," sharply answered Tim. "My feet touched bot tom, an' all I .had to do wuz ter dig ther sand away from my mouth so's I could breathe. I don't know how long I'd a-stayed thar if it wuzn't fer a balloon--" "A balloon?" echoed Hopkins, querulously. "It wuz a-passin' by with a drag rope having a grapnel on the end of it, an' that 'ere grapnel hooked inter ther collar o' my coat, an' ther balloon goi:rr'on dragged me out on dry land. I unhooked myself, walked home, an--" "Yer oughter died, den," dryly said Fritz. He stumped over to the opening and peered through. With one glance of his solitary eye he observed that the cavern at this point was fifty feet above the level of the valley below. Not a soul met his view. The valley had a peaceful, deserted look. Yet there were hundreds of Apaches lurking about the place he knew well-a bloo thirsty crowd that craved their lives, and in whose power they then were, after a fashion. Up to the present moment they had not seen any sign of an opening in the wall big enough to give egress to the Hur ricane to the plateau. again. Tim glanced around the cavern. He saw a number of huge, white, circular objects standing along the wall just out of the sheen of the searchlight, and with his curiosity aroused he stumpe d ov e r them. To his amazement he found that the y gigantic balloon shaped vessels, fourteen feet high, twelv' e feet in diameter, with a four feet wide opening at the top. They are called "ollas" by the Mexicans, and were made to hold grain; their construction consisting of coils of grass rope, plastered outsicj.e and in, to a thickness of eight inches, with porphyry pulp. In the side of the one nearest to the old sailor there was a large hole broken through, and he peered in. Two glaring, fiery eyes met his view. Scarcely had he done so when there sounded a frightful scream, and something shot out of the vessel and struck him such a violent blow that he was knocked over and over. Down he fell, rolling upon the floor "Help! Help! he shouted wildly. He got up a moment later, and heard a snarl. A shiver of dread passed over Tim, for he now saw that the animal which had taken refuge within the jar was an enormous jaguar. The creature was crou ching down glaring balefully at Tim, its tail lashing its flanks, and its fur bristling. It was at leas t six feet in length, and very handsome. But that it was fully b ent upon tearing him to pieces Tim had not the slightest doubt, as he fastened his eye on it. The monster was a most dangerous foe to attack, even if a man was armed with a good repeating rifle; but to Tim's alarm did not have even so much as a pistol. With nothing but a long-bladed dagger in his belt, he saw that he would not be able to cope with the jaguar unless he was favored by extraordinary good luck. His heart palpitating tumultuously, he dre w his only wea pon, never. removing his glance from that of the beast. The jaguar crouched b etween Tim and the motor, so there was not much chance for the old sailor to get back to a place of safety on the Hurricane. "Fritz! Professor! Save me!" he yelled. He saw his two friends appear at the window looking out at him, and then the jaguar sprang through the air. Placed_ at a disadvantage with his wooden leg, the old fel low was not as quick to move about as he should have been, and therefore did not get out of the way in time. "Wot! Don't yer believ e me?" "No!"; Foreseeing that he would come in contact with the beast, he Tim believed the story, so he sneered at the Dutch boy's ig-presented the keen point of his knife towards it as it leaped, norance, and made disparaging remarks, at which Fritz merely and the creature was pierced. grinned. A horrid yell escaped it. The motor was turne d around the edge of the quicksand Then its claws struck Tim, and he was knocked down again, bed, and they followed it for some distance, until a complete with the wounded monster on top of him. circuit of it was made, when an opening was seen in the wall His clothing was torn by the f earful claws, his skin was ahead, through which the light of day streamed in. lacerated, and the breath was knocked out of his body. Here the motor came to a pause, and T i m alighted to go and "Help! Help!" he cried again, at the top of his voice examine the aperture, and to find out, if possible, where they He now saw Fritz running toward him. were. But the jaguar's ugly face was close to his own, its fierce,

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24. JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. glittering eyes were balefully watching him, a!'d his lips were drawn back, displaying a formidable array of white teeth. In the lurching of its body, the jaguar had torn t\le knife handle from Tim's hand, and the blade remained sticking in the gha,stly wound in its neck. Tim was now utterly defenseless. He uttered a groan of anguish, for it seemed as if his doom was sealed, as the jaguar as greatly incensed against him. "Dim! Dim! Vhere vhas yer?" roared Fritz. 'l'he old sailor essayed to .speak, but his tongue clove to 'the roof of his mouth, and a deathly pallor overspread his face He knew that Fritz saw the jaguar, even if 'he didn't see him, by which, he argued, if he was to get help, it was not necessary for him to speak. Moreover, it was manifest that if he moved or uttered a syllable it would hasten the fatal attack of the jaguar, and seal his doom all the quicker. He closed his eyes as the beast's hot, breath fanned his cheeks, unable to bear any longer the fearful suspense he was in, and nerved himself to meet his death as calmly as possible. CHAPTER XVIII. BURNED AT THE STAKE. The desperation of Jack Wright's position was intense in the extreme, for the fagots piled up around his body ignited with a rapidity that was startling, and the flames arid smoke enveloping his body his heart sank like lead. All along he had buoyed up his courage with the hope that his friends would search for him and come to his rescue ere his enemies could burn him at the stake. Now, however, that cherished hope fled. His enemies began to chant and perform a death dance around his funeral pyre, and he began to gasp and choke and stingall over' from the heat of the fire. Then all hope fled. "I am doomed, indeed!" he groaned. Through the dense clouds of smoke he. saw the jubilant reds prancing around the stone altar and golden pole to which he was fastened to perish. Hi. s aching eyes then wandered away to the face
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JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. 2 5 "It makes no difference," sternly said Red Jim, scowling at the other. "The boy is my friend, and shall be protected." "Not while he kills our warriors as he has done." Red Jim migqt have conceded this, under other circum-stances. But he was obstinate now against his own convictions. He did not intend to let his rival try to dictate to him. "I wish to hear no more about it! he thundered. "But you shall," coolly replied the other. "Dog! Remember I am .your chief." You have proven yourself a trai or!" the other. This was more than Red Jim could stand. He became half insane with rage. Withdrawing his tomahawk from his belt, he flung it at the other. Through the air it whizzed like a shot. The keen blade struck the other chief at' the top of his forehead, and sinking into his s)rnll stretched him dead on the ground. Every onJ of the spectators were awe-stricken. For a moment intense silence ensued. Red Jim glanced around at his people. "Such is the fate of all rebels!" he thundered. No one answered him. "If any one does not approve of my actions, speak!" he continued. Still no reply. "But one word more," Red Jim went on. "This boy and his friends are my frie nds. The first one who h 'arms a hair of their heads shall perish as that traitor died!" Jacinto Velasquez turned deathly pale. He saw that the tide of fortune was turning against him. Red Jim pointed haughtily at the wretch. Seize that man!" h e cried. Two warriors obeyed him with alacrity. "Bind him to the golden post!" said Red 'Jim. This, too was done. "Heap a bundle of fagots about him, and set fire to them!" A yell pealed from the terrified Mexican. "Spare him!" implored Jack. Red Jim shook his head. "No!" he replied "He was the friend of my bitterest foe! He must die!" The Indians heaped the fagots around Velasquez. "Pity me!" the Mexican yelled, frantically. "Spare me!" Red Jim walked away. "Go on with your work!" he said. Then he beckoned to Jack to follow him, and glad to from the harrowing sight, the boy obeyed. Bursting inside of the monster's body, the ball tore a hole in the beast and caused it to bound high up in the air. It came down with a thud and rolled over and over. "I'm safe!" gasped Tim, arising, bathed in a cold sweat. Dim! Dim! vhas you det?" yelled the Dutch boy. No; but I'm speechless, l a d,'' returned the old sailor. Again Fritz fired a shot at the struggling and writhing jaguar, and this time the savage beast was blown to pieces. Tim now joined Fritz. "Dod seddles id!" said the latter. "Wot?" an1 iously asked Tim. "I vhas doomed!" "How?" the sailor asked. "To hear some more of your lies." "I ain't never told a lie in my life." "Dot's der biggest vup. yer efer dolt." They were both so glad over the old fellow's escape, though, that they did not argue the question long, but returned to the motor. Hopkins was told what occurred, and he exclaimed: 'Pon my word, you're lucky to come back with a whole skin . ''I ain' t brung back no skin at all," modestly replied Tim. "Why, yes, you have. I mean-'-" "Beg parding, professor; Fritz blowed ther hull hide o' ther beast ter pieces! interposed Tim, boarding the Hurricane. "I meant your own skin," said Hopkins. started the motor again, and they finally came t o an opening in the wall on a level with the plateau. Steering the Hurricane into it, she passed almost all the way through, when, with a sudden shock, she stuek fast. There she was wedged in the narrow passage, defying all their efforts to move her either back or forth, and they spent several hours in an ineffectual attempt to get her out. "There is only one way to do now," said Hopkins, at last. "We must blast away the rock to release the hubs of the wheels." This plan was carried out, but it was late in the afternoon before they managed to get the motor out of the uncomfortable position in which it had become lodged. She ran out upon the plateau. Every one of the three by this time had become downhearted. The protracted absence of Jack filled them with alarm. Secretly they thought he had been murdered by the Apaches, yet they did not mention this suspicion. Where to look in the great caverns for him none knew, for not a sign of any of the Indians had been seen. The motor made a complete circuit of the sunken valley, They into the golden temple. Shrieks, curses and groans from Velasquez ears, and he heard the fire crackle. but only perpendicular walls were encountered on all sides, reached Jack's except where they made their entrance. It was evid ent that the Apaches were burning him. A shudder of the most intense horror passed over the boy, as he, having gone through the same ordeal, could appreciate the man's misery to its fullest extent. He closed his ears with his hands to drown the horrid iiound. "God help the wretch! Jack muttered, pityingly. "Yet he had no mercy on poor old Apache Bill when he stabbed the poor fellow to death in the Wrightstown woods and afterward tried to kill me and my friends. Perhaps, after all, this is a just retribution for his crimes!" CHAPTER XIX. ENTOi\iBED WITH A SN AKE. The peril Tim was in was soon observed by Fritz as he went hurrying toward the snarling jaguar, and the Dutch boy raised his rifle, and, aiming at the beast, fired. High up on ledges and in the open mouths of natural caverns they saw numerous houses built by the cliff-dwellers, but saw no signs of the Golden City. The professor had not been idle during their trip around the valley, for in spite of their danger he frequently left the motor to pick up relics, photograph objects take observa-. tions and examine the rocks and plants. Among the most curious things he found were bone needles ; mats, baskets, mat girdles threads of fibre, hair sandals and a boomerang such as the Maquis Indians use for rabbit killing. Night fell upon the valley. The Hurricane had paused among some trees and our friends partook of a frugal supper without saying a word to each other. Fritz lit his pipe, and leaving the motor, he examined all of her outside machinery as closely as he could. Everything was in good order. The car of the motor was excessively battered up by the

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26 JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. bombardment of rocks she received from the Indians, but nothing was broken and Fritz was satisfied .. He sat down beneath a tree and took Bismarck from his pocket to fondle him. It was a dead oak and very much decayed. Above his head he heard a clo ck-like noise and glancing up he was surprised to see ;:t large bird. It y.ras two feet in length, its plumage blac k and white, with a gorgeous scarlet crest, v ery brilliant to b e hold. The bird was one of the largest woodp ec k e r s in the world, f""and its peculiarity wa s to feed upon one tree a fortnight at a time, thus causing the tree at l ast to f a ll down. Fritz was amazed at the siz e of the bird, and reached for a pistol. to bring it do w n when with a sudde n lurc h the de cayed tree fell over on him, and Bism arck uttered a s cream. It was soft and yielding but it dealt the Dutc h boy a blow sufficiently hard to knoc k him spinning into a mass bushes. To his amazement be went crashing through them into a bole in the ground, and felt himself falling through space . A yell of alarm pealed from his lip s and he crushed through some bushes. Then he s _truck the bottom of the pit. "Donner vetter!" he roare d as myria ds of stars danced before his eyes. "Vher I vhas? Who' s der matter? Vot habbened?" A yell fr-Om Bismarck aroused him. It was pitch dark down in the hole. Fritz scrambled to his reet, and lighting a match he held it up. By the tiny flame he saw: tha t h e had fall e n into a dried-up well, the sides of which w e r e ov ergrown with r ank shrubbery. This dt'scovery was no sooner made whe n h e heard a hiss. "Shnakes!" roared the Dutch boy aghast. Bismarck fiew up in the air to the top of the level, fift een feet overhead, and disappeared from view Fritz looked up afte r him, whe n to hi s horror he saw a large rock-snake coiled around a s apling overhead. It had its baleful, beady ey e s fa s t e n e d upon the fat boy and had reared its head with anger, for Fritz had struck it as his body came crashing through the shrubbery, arousing its anger. Had not the interior of the well been ov ergrown with this shrubbery, though, Fritz might not have had his fall broken, and could have met with a serious accident. He held up the match as long as it would burn, and then ignited a piece of dry wood he found lying in the bottom of the well, for he did not have another matc h with him. Should his light go out now he saw tha t he would be placed in a most frightful position in the d arkness, with that huge, dangerous reptile unseen a bove his h e ad. The horrible thing might come down in J;he darkness and attack him, and in the gloom he would not be a bl e to see it, but would have to give it battle in the dark. In case of such an event transpiring the boy felt sure of getting killed by the loathsome obje c t He glanced down for a moment saw that although there were plenty of l e aves and piec es of wood in the bottom of the well they w e r e all so damp that the y would not ignite. That meant a t errible ordeal as soon as the stick he then held was burnt out, and he glanced at the reptile again. It was lowering its head toward h i m like a rope the neck gracefufly curved the forked tongue darting in and out of ing brand up at the snake, when, with a double hiss, it recoiled. Up to the overhanging bough it drew its long, sinums body, and a sigh of relief burst from the frightened Dutch boy's lips. He watched it closely and saw it remain quiet for several moments entirely out of his reach. Fritz could not climb up the shrubbery of the well without passing the monster, and dared not attempt it for fear it might bury its fangs in his body. Meantime the burning stick was fast dwindling away, and he saw that it could only last about five minutes longer. He raised his voice in a shout for help. But his voice sounded dull and smothered down in that disma l hole and he knew that his f riends c ould not hear it. Still he kept on shrieking at the top of his voice. Smaller and still smaller became his tiny torch. No one answered his wild appealing cri e s, and presently the light on the stick sputtered and went out. Deep dense gloom filled the well. 'l'hen Fritz's most intense fears arose. He could see the circular patch of dark-blue sky overhead and against it were outlined the dark forms assumed by the shrubbery lining the smooth walls of the well. 1 The rock-snake remained invisible and Fritz c rou c hed back against the bottom, his heart b eating like a trip-hammer. Presently a long, dark object dropped d own toward him again, the long, squirming outline .looking dark and gloomy Nearer and nearer it came and touched his cheek. Poor Fritz uttered a terrible scream and beat it away with his hands. CHAPTER XX. THE INlllAN'S GRATITUDE. Red Jim led the young inventor into a huge room in the temple, the roof supported by grand columns of gold grotesquely carved and chased with strange devices. In the middle of the apartment there was a fountain of natural spring water spurting up into the air in a beautiful basin; around the floor in various places magnificent cactus bushes grew up, and in niches in the walls pine-knot torches were blazing smokily, lighting up the scene. It was a place of barba,ric splendor, for at one side there was a raised dais on which stood an altar, and upon it was a solid globe of polished gold fiv e feet in diamete r to represent the sun which the Tarahumaris worshipped. The Apaches came to a pause at the foot of the stairs, and motioning the still faint boy to be seated, Jack flung himself down and looked questioningly at the chief. "I have shown my gratitude," said {led Jim, moodily after an interval of silence and he used the Spanish language fftirly well as he saw that Jack understood it p e rfectly "You have been very kind to rrie, admitted the boy. "But you have killed many of my warriors." "I had to do it.". Well, it makes me feel very bitter." "Why did you bring me here?" "To get a w a y from my people a nd ask you to leave here." its mouth and its small, jet eye s now fairly blazing. "Remember, I have come hundreds of miles for your gold." Fritz groaned a loud "But my people resent your intrusion. None of his friend s kne w w h ere h e was. I cannot help it. In my motor I am more powerful than Never dreaming of looking there for him they would not they." know wh ere to look for him to l end their aid. "Will you not leave and stir up no insurrection?" With a shive r of dread as h e saw t h e roc k -snake' s head descending he recoile
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JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. 27 I "He was a murderer and deserved death." "What are your conditions?" "I prefer to depart in veace, but want as much of the gold from this city as my engine will carry away." "Is that all you want of it?" "Yes." "And you will depart in "Gladly. "Your wish is granted. But I fear to trust you." "Why?' "Once you carry away one load of the metal, now that you know the way here, you IJlaY return with an army of soldiers and fight and exterminate my tribe to get the rest. "Have no such fears. I wi keep my word." "Do you swear it by the great Manitou?" "Yes." "Then I shall trust you. One so brave must be honest." Jack was delighted at this arrangement. The Hurricane was capable of car.rying five tons of the metal, which if of a good quality 51nd well refined, would bring over two million dollars if sold in civilization! "Will your people molest us if we do this?" he asked. "Not after I explain the case. They must obey me," proudly said Red Jim. "Then to-morrow we shall be here and take away the gold." "Good. And I shall point out the portion you can have. Now, remain here until I speak to my warriors. When I return I shall accompany you to your strange wagon and tomorrow you may leave us in peace." "You are a better man than most of your tribe." "I am grateful. We are noble. My men are wild and ur. tutored, and fight for their rights. From constant enmity antl cruelty they have come to regard all white men their mortal foes. I have been educated by a missionary at the reservation. That is why I am a wise leader for them." He l eft Jack to inspect the beautiful temple, and returned to his people whom he harangued for some time. When he finally returned he wore a pleasant smile. "Well?" queried Jack, in eager tones. "My people will do my bidding," he replied. "Splendid! And may I go now?" Yes. come with me." But I do not know where the motor is." "Have no fear. I do. It has constantly been wa,tched by my people." He led the boy from the city of gold by a tunnel in the wall leading downward, and they presently reached a solid wall of stone at the end of it. They waited a few moments, when suddenly there came a voice crying: "Jack! Jack!" "Hello!" said the boy, with a start. "Who's that?" "Come here! Come here! The boy open e d the door, and peering out saw Bismarck perched on the handrail at the side. "Why, the parrot has broken loose! said the boy. He reached out to grasp Bismarck, when the bird hopped away. Jack followed it to the ground, but the wise creature flew a way to the bushes through which its master fell, and cried: .. Papa's down here! Papa's down here! Poor papa! Pretty papa!''. "Eh? What's that?" demanded Jack, approaching. The boy observed the hole in the ground amid the bushes, and taking Bismarck's words for granted he peered down. Just then Fritz yelled for help. The My heard him, and realized that he had fallen into the hole. Running back to the motor, praising Bismarck for his sagacity, the young inventor procured a long rope and ex plained what he had discovered to Tim and Hopkins. The professor a c companied Jack to the old well, and Tim remained behind on guard of the Hurricane. Upon reaching the well they found the faithful parrot still sitting among the bushes growling: "Papa's down here! Papa's down here! Lowering the rope into the aperture it reached Fritz. Tou ching his cheek, he had been de c eived into the belief that it was the rock snake which had been menacing :t:n:m. .. Fritz!" shouted Jack. "Catch this rope!" The frightened young Dutchman heard him and realized that the object he took for a snake was really a good stout rope, and he instantly seized hold and convinced himself of fact. Shack Shack!" h e bawled gleefully. "Yes, Fritz, it's me! Got the rope?" "I tink so. But shust send me down some matches vonct." Jack dropped several down. Eagerly Fritz grasped them, and igniting one he held it aloft, and looked for the rock snake, but it was gone. It had been frightened into its hole by the fic;tY stick the Dutch boy had jabbed at it, and was now invisible. Seeing that he could now get past the place where it had been lying, Fritz fastened the rope ar:>Und his body. "Hoist avay! he cried cheerily. Jack and the professor dragged him out of the well. He was pretty near exhausted when he reached the surface; Red Jim gave it a push. and had nbt entirely recovered from the effects of the fright It worked on a pivot, and opened like a door, giving them he had over the appearance of the rock snake. egress to the plateau, not far from where the motor stood. "There is your wagon," he said, pointing at it. "Where shall I find you to-morrow?" queried Jack. "At the door from whence we just emerged." "Good night!" The chief waved his hand and stalked away. Jack watched him a moment, and then approached the motor. It was some time ere he recovered sufliciently enough to speak, and then it was only to give away to an incoherent jumble of delight over the safe return of Jack. He explained to them after that what had occurred to him, and when they told him what I?-is pet had done to save his life his knew no bounds. Grasping Bismar k up in the excess of his joy he kissed the parrot again and again, whereupon Bismarck became of"He is a good fellow!" h e muttered. my life." "His gratitude saved fended, and catching him by the nose gave him a severe bite. Tim and Hopkins gave a yell of delight upon seeing the oy come aboard safe and sound, and the next moment they were heartily shaking his hands. In a few words he explained what happened, and in return earned what they had been doing. "But where is Fritz?" he asked, looking around. "He went out a few moments ago, dear boy, but will re m soon, no doubt," said the professor. Fritz yelled for his friends to take the parrot away, and then changed his honeyed praises into such a violent tirade of abuse that the bird sought safety, flying back to the motor. They followed him, and the adventure:;; they passed through affording them a topic for. conversation, they sat up half the night talking the 11\atter over, after which the watch was di vided, and, separating, two of them retired for sleep. Jack and Hopkins remained on watch.

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28 JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. At their head rode the chief. CHAPTER XXL "See there!" said the boy, pointin g back. "They a.re fol-lowing us as an escort to the plains below." A LOAD OF GOLD. "Bless me!" remarked Hopkins, "that man was grateful for the service you rendered him. I have seen a phase of the On the following morning, after breakfast, Jack entered the redskins' character hitherto unheeded by the white race. pilot-house of the Hurricane, and putting her in motion, he steered her across the valley to the cliffs. Although he had told Red Jim that he would be at the stone door in the cliff, he did not know where to find it, and, might have spent a long time looking for it, if he had J:!Ot seen the chief standing near the spot. Steering the motor up to him, the boy brought it to a pause, and passed outside on the platform. "You have been waiting for me, I see?" he rema:rked, in Spanish. 1 "Since sunrise," replied the chief, in the same language. 'l'hat was two hours previous. It showed what stoic patience the Indian had. "I tink so, neider, added Fritz, lighting his pipe. "Ye kin blow me now, said Tim, "but them 'ere redskins ain' t a-goin' along in our wake fer nuthin', my lads. If they 'spected as we'd have clear sailin' they wouldn't heave along," "What do you imply by that?" asked Jack. "Thar's danger ahead, I'm sure." "From what?" "Outlaws or reds, mebbe." "Just my impression, Tim." "Den I exbect dot ve vhas keeb a outlook! said Fritz. The motor pressed on, and, still followed by the Apaches at some distance in the rear, they reached the foothills late in the afternoon, and then the cause of the Indian escort be"Are you ready to fulfill your promise?" asked Jack. came apparent to our friends. "At once, replied the chief. Below them in a valley there was an encampment at which He pushed open the stone door, and, to Jack's amazement, the young inventor directed his glas s, whereupon he saw that a file of Indians, who had been waiting within the passage, it consisted of a large i:Jody of Mexicans. came out, each one carrying a wicker basket filled with huge The faces of sev eral of them looked familiar to Jack. golden Ingots. "I recognize them now! he ex c laimed. "They are some "Hello! What does this mean?" cried the surprised boy. of the men who attacked us in the pueblo to which the pro I have saved you the labor of gathering the gold, refessor was carried from El Paso." plied Red Jim quietly. You and your fri ends can take the "Dose Abaches must haf lmowed dot dey vhas dere," said baskets and store them away on board of your singular wag-Fritz. o n." Jac'k called his friends, and forming a line, the baskets were taken from the Apa ches one by one, and were passed along inside of the motor and stacked away. In this manner the Hurricane was soon lade n with tons of the precious metal. More of it came, but when the. c age, pantry and state room were stacked with it, the boy refused to receive any more. With a greater load the Hurricane would inevitably break down, so, reluctant as the boy was to refuse the rest of the gold offered to him, he had to d
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I JACK WRIGHT AND HIS MAGNETIC MOTOR. 29 and destroy us to get the precious metal from the Golden City of the Sierra. "Have no alarm. I shall exterminate the rascal!," said Jack. Watch them, Red Jim, and you will soon them perish." CHAPTER XXII. CONCLUSION. There was a ring of determination to Jack's tones, which impressed the savage chieftain with confidence in the boy's ability to carry out his threat. Jack had no time to waste in words, however, for the bombs bursting from the Mexicans' ordnance were threatening to demolish the motor at any moment. The pneumatic gun was loaded. Carefully aiming it at the row of guns operated by his enemies Jac k dis charged a shot at them. Away whistle d the c ylind e r through the air. It had be e n accurately aimed and struck its mark. There soml,d-ed a t e rrific explosion a cloud of dust a nd flew up I: the air, and when it cleared away the Apache chief saw that the Mexicans' guns were blown to pieces, and several of the men with them. "Wonderful!" he muttered. "Suc1' an engine of war I never saw before The boy must be more than natural." It lasted a long time. Jack started the Hurricane ahead. "Not one of those Mexicans will escape!" he remarked. I hope not, savage and cruel as the wish is," replied Hopkins. When the Hurricane reached the plain they came to the stream they once had trouble to cross, upon the b&nks of which the fight was going on, and followed its border. Soon about half the Apaches rode by, not one of whom escaped getting wounded. They silently lowered their spear points as a salute in passing, and our friends saw that their girdles were ornamented with the gory scalps of the exterminated Mexicans. They soon disappeared up in the canyon, ieaving half their numbers behind them, slain; but not one of the Mexicans escaped. Jack then started the Hurricane on its homeward trip. They had to proceed slowly on account of the load on the motor, but they finally got through the mountains to the eastward side without accident and then made for El Paso Upon reaching the frontier the papers furnished them by the Mexican government gave the m free passage through. In due time El Paso was reached, and here the gold was packed in cases and the Hurricane was taken apart. Their trip in the motor was ended. It was pa cked up along with their and with the gold was put aboard of a northbound train. And they went with it. Upon arrival at St. Louis the gold was sold, and they real-Jack saw that he had s pread consternation among his eneized a larger fortune than they anticipated which was divided mies, and a grim smile played over his face. The Mexicans were hastily mounting their horses. Again the boy aim e d the gun. A volley of rifle shots came up from the Mexicans, but they did no harm to the motor or its occupant!'!. "Watch that crowd huddled together there!" shouted the boy. Then he discharged the gun. It was ac curately aimed. The proj e ctile struck among the Mexicans with a sullen roar, and burst, scattering destruction among them. Such firing was more than they could stand. Cries of horror pealed from the remainder of the gang, and turning their mounts down towards the plains below, they rode away at full speed. A shout of delight pealed from Jack's friends. "Foller dem vonct! yelled Fritz excitedly. "Don'd led 'em get avay." "The motor is too heavily laden to do so," replied Jack. "Thar ain' t no need said. Tim. "Looker thar!" The Apaches, with a chorus of yells, started their ponies off down the hill at a furious gallop, and with waving sbears they rode down the hillside like a cyclone in pursuit of the flying Mexicans led by Red Jim. On and away they wep.t a yelling horde, bent upon wreaking vengeance upon the rascals who had designed to slay them, and their fleet-footed mustangs rapidly gained on the others. Sweeping along as impetuous as wildfire they reached the plain below and went off in hot pursuit of the Mexicans, who rode away for dear life. From the crest of the hill Jack and his friends watched the furious charge of the bucks, and saw them soon catch up with their enemies. up among them, as usual. Bankrupt as Jack had be e n he now had retrieved his fortune. Then they went on to Wrightstown, where they arrived in due course of time with the monkey and the parrot and all their effects without further a c cident. The professor here left them and returned to New York, delighted with the fossils and relics he had picked up on the trip. Jack Wright's object had been accomplished, and the Hurricane was stored away for future use; our friends were happy and contented and they soon settled down in the regular routine of their lives again. In the meantime the boy had invented a newer contrivance while away, and as soon as he had leisure, assisted by Tim and Fritz, he set to work putting it together. Engaged thus, we must leave them a while, and as this story is finished we must bring it to [THE END.] Read "LITTLE MAC, THE BOY ENGINEER; OR, BOUND 'l'O DO HIS BEST," by Jas. C. Merritt, which will be the next number (215) of "Pluck and Luck." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. 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