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Pat Malloy; or, An Irish boy's pluck and luck

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' PLUCJ< LUC}<. Complete Stories of Adventure. lBsuecJ Weekly-By Subscription $2 50 per. 11ear. lilnteretJ as SeconcJ Glass Matter at the New York N. Y., Poat Offloe, November 7, 1898. Ente1e a a cco1 dno to Act of Oongrc s s i n the year 1903 in the o"ic e of the Librarian Of Oongress, Washington, D. a., by Frank Tous ey, 24 Union Square New York. No. 281. YORK, OCTOBER 21, 1903. Price 5 Cents PAT'MALLOY; OR, 'AN IRISH BOY'S PLUCK AND LUCK. By ALLYN DRAPER. CHAPTER I. ed the city or the neighboring villages, he avoided all his neighbors, and he was positively rude to any stray strangers HE WAS DRIVEN FROM HOME. who chanced to visit his place. Young Pat then begu)l to suspect that there was something Many of the neighbors wondered how old Pat Malloy had mysterious in the early life of his parents. He feared that ever won his wife. his morose father had committed some crime which preyed He was a large, rough, morose ignorant Irishman, while she on his mind and he sometimes thought that Malloy was not was a gentle, ladylike person, and she still bore traces of that their real name. refinement and beauty which must have adorned her early Although the old man had a strong accent that would never life. wear off, he never spoke of his Irish home, while he would The Malloys lived on a small farm on the lower Potomac, now and then allude to plac es in England when conversing some twenty miles below Washington, and they had very little with his wife. intercourse with their neighbors Young Pat led a very unhappy life on the farm, as he was Pat Malloy was a man of fifty but he looked tEjn years older compelled to do all the drudgery, put up with the untiring at least, anl it was also apparent that vexation of spirit or and brutal abuse of his father, and he was compelled to steal some secret care was eating away the strength of his body forth whenever he enjoyment with companions of his of his mind. own age. Mrs. Malloy was at least ten ye,ars younger than her husOne may well imagine how a high-spirited lad would chafe band, yet the lines of care and sorrow were visible on her and rebel under such treatment, and those who are blessed comely brow, and she acted and spoke like one who had very with good and gentle mothers can readily understand why few joys and hopes in life. Pat did not desert his home and seek his fortune among stran-Young Pat Malloy was their cnly child and he was his gers. mother's only pride and. hope-almost. The boy was thoroughly devoted to his sweet mother, and From his very earliest childhood, Pat could not remember he was willing to bear almost any agony for the sake of livhaving ever receive? a kind word from his grum father, while ing with her. abuse and blows were showered on him in plenty. But it was destined that the kind mother and the good son His gentle mother, on the other hand, endeavored to make should soon part-and perhaps forever. up for the old man's brutality by treating her bright boy with One day in the spring of the year old Malloy attacked his the utmost kindness, and she not only nourished his body by son, in the presence of three or four neighbors, for some very depriving herself of all little luxuries for his sake, but she trifling mishap to one of his horses. improved his mind by instructing him in history and deport-Burning with shame and indignation, the boy defended himment, as well as in all the scholastic attainments which she self so far as to ward off thj! rude blows aimed at him, and had herself in doing so he chanced to hurl the passionate old man. to the When young Pat was about seventeen years of age, the ground. neighbors remarked that he possessed much of beauty and I Wild with rage, old Malloy sprang to his feet and ran to grace of his mother, together with the manly proportions and se ize an ax, swearing that he would take his son's life, and strength of his father. the neighbors called on young Pat to fly at once. The boy had then begun to realize that there was something The boy did fly to the house, while some of those i:>resent more than peculiar about his morose and tyrannical father. seized the infuriated man, dragged the ax from his grasp and If old Pat Malloy had dwelt far away in the backwoods he held him until his son was safe for the time. could not have kept himself more secluded, as he never visitMrs. Malloy witnessed the painful scene from the doorway

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--2 PAT MALLOY. of the little farmhouse, and she received her son with sighs friends, and he trudged on to Baltimore, hoping to find a ship and tears saying: there on which he could get a place either a13 a cabin boy or "My poor boy, much as it grieves me, I must tell you that under instructions as a sailor you cannot live here any longer. I know your father only too As young Pat had made several excursions down the Potowell, and I am certain that he will never tolerate you here mac in a fishing sloop bE_!longing to a friend, he had acquired again." / "It is only for your sake that I stay at all, mother,'' replied Pat, in sad tones. "I know it, my son; but for my sake and your own, you must fly n.ow, never to return while he lives." As affiicted woman thus spoke, she cast an anxious glance toward the spot where the good neighbors were still holding the passionate man. Pointing to the stable, she continued : Get out the black horse as quick as you can, while I collect some of your clothes for you and what money I can. I beg of you to fly for my sake, my best blessings be with you wherever you go." "But won't he abuse you when I am gone, mother?" The good woman drew herself up proudly, and her eyes flashed with unwonted fire as she replied: "He dare not abuse me, my dear boy. Away with you now, and out with the horse." Young Pat b,astened to obey his mother, and the black horse Wl}S soon ready for the road. The neighbors were still holding the infuriated man despite his 11avage struggles. The horse was scarcely ready, when Mrs. Malloy appeared at the door again with a small bundle, a purse containing a few dollars and a little locket. Handing the purse and the bundle to her son, she placed the locket around his neck, saying : "Wear that forever for my sake Mount and away now ere he breaks loose, and my fond blessings be with you wherever you go One glance back at his relentless father, one loving embrace from his t e arful mother, and young Pat Malloy sprang on the horse to ride out on the road. On seeing the bo;: ride away on the good black horse, the friendly neighbors at once released the passionate man, who sprang on another animal near him and started to give chase, crying : "I' ll catch him and give it to him!" a great taste for the sea as well as some crude knowledge of the duties of a sailor. After lingering in Baltimore for two days without meeting with any success, he resolved to tramp on to Philadelphia, and from thence to New York City. Being too proud to beg on the way, Pat Malloy hoarded his little capital as carefully as possible as he only purchased the simplest food necessary, and he often slept in a barn or outhouse on the wayside. After about two weeks of weary tramping the adventurous lad found himself in the grea;t city of New York with only fifty cents in his possession. He then strolled along the docks on the East River in the hope of securing some humble position on one of the sailing lying there. There was something very pleasing and attractive in: the face of the boy, and as he wore his dark hair very long, in the Southern fashion, he was often taken for a cowboy from the West. Years of early toil and suffering had also given that coun tenance an expression denoting that the youth must h:ave been twenty years of age at least, when he was actually only in his eighteenth year. After seeking employment in several vessels without meeting with any success, Pat Malloy encountered a genial skipper who received ,his application with some attention. The skipper inquired if Pat had ever been at sea, and the boy replied in a candid manner, telling of his experiences on the fishing boat on the Potomac River. Captain Hardy then smiled as he asked: "Were you born in Virginia?" "My father and mother are Irish, sir, and I believe I was born in England. I was brought up on the Potomac River as long as I can recollect." The genial skipper smiled again when he.heard the y .outh's name, and he concluded by engaging him as a landsman, which meant that he was to be under instructions for some time. As old Pat Malloy d a shed by the house raised her voice in thrilling tones, crying: "Beware, cruel man, and don't go too far, my vow." his gen.tle wife Captain Hardy was in command of a splendid trading clipper which was then bound for Liverpool and from thence or I will forget to China. The words thus spoken had an almost irnitant effect on the furious man, as he. pulled up the horse under him on the instant and turned him into the orch ard, muttering: "I'd like to beat the life out of t ... e young rascal, but I mustn't go too far. I have driven him away forever, and that is one consolation." The morose man then hastened into a neighboring wood, and his gentle wife did not see him for two days after. In the meantime young Pat Malloy rode away with a sad heart, and many the anxious glances he cast back at the old farmhous e which was not to be his home thereafter. As he was a proud, high-strung young fellow, he scorned to the good horse unQ.er him to his own use, and on reaching the nearest village he sent him back to the farm in charg e of a friend who also bore a message to his mother. By means of that messenger Pat informed the kind creature that he intended to make his way to Washington on foot; that he would seek employment there, and that if he did not 'Pat slept on board the vessel that night, and before she sailed on the following day he wrote a letter to his dear mother. Although the youth spoke in the soft accents bequeathed to him by his mother, he had acquired a touch of the Irish. brogue from constant association with his rough father; and the latter fact, together with his name, caused his shipmates to regard him as an Irish greenhorn. Pat Malloy did not take the trouble to undeceive them, but they were not many days out at sea when the tall and sturdy youth proved that he would not only become a good sailor, but that he could take his own part in other ways besides. The voyage was prosperous enough until the good ship neared the Irish coast, when a terrible storm arose, and she was driven toward the rock-bound shores Galway. CHAPTER II. succeed that he would either enliJ3t in the army or proceed to WRECKED ON THE mrsH COAST. New York It was night when the fated vessel struck on a reef, and On reaching Washington the brave boy found that it was the wild waves dashed over her sides before a single lifeboat not easy to get employment unless backed by influential 1 could be launched. 1

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PAT MALLOY. 3 Pat Malloy found himself struggling in the waves, and as he was a splendid swimm e r he instinctively struc k out for the dark rocks frowning b e fore him. After a desperate struggle the youth found his strength giving way, and he sank und e r a great w a ve that was swe e ping toward the shore Pat Malloy then realized some of the sensations of a drowning man, when his head struck on a rock and he lost all con sciousness. When the shipwrecked. youth recovered his senses again it was broad daylight, and he found himself reclining on a bed in a small room. After staring around for some moments he said to himself: "I must have been saved from the waves by some of the people on the coast, and they have taken care of me. He then felt a sharp pain in the side of his head, and on raising his hand to the. spot he found that there was a band age thereon. After reflecting for a few moments and listening awhile to the murmur of voices in an adjoining room he raised his voice and asked : "Where am I?" An old woman of the peasant class entered the room at once and addressed Pat in kindly tones saying: "Ye are i::afe with friends, me poor boy. Just be aisy and take another sleep afte r I give you a d rink.'' Pat Malloy felt that he had sleep enough and as he was anxious to hear about his shipmates, he said: "I thank you very much, my good woman, but I do not f e el sleepy now. Will you be kind enough to tell me how many of my shipmates were sav ed?" The old woman shook her head in a sorrowful manne r ere she replied: "Don' t fret, my poor boy, for it is thankful ye ought to be to heaven rtiat ye are not with all the others." H e c ould not bear to think of parting with that locket, even if hi s kind fri end s would accept it, which was extremely doubtful. The family consisted or the old lady, who first appeared .to the boy; her husban d who was known as old Shamus O'Con nor; their SOD., b e for e m e ntioned, and a lively young girl about Pat's own ag e Although the y app ea red to be very poor and worked hard tilling the little farm, the observant young stranger could per c eive that they were happy and contented. As Pat was well acquainted with work on the farm he insi s ted on taking a hand with the men as soon as his health was restored, and it was not long before he felt as much at home with the kindly peopl e and their neighbors as if he had lived among them all his lif e As the clothes which he h a d worn when cast on the rocks were in tatters after his res c u e young Shamus O Connor insiste d on his w earing a sp are suit of his own. Whe n thus arraye d and when his health was completely restored, the young s a ilor accompanied his young friends to the dances and merrymakings of the n e ighborhootl where he was introduced as a cou sin from a distant part of the country Weeks and months went by, and Pat Malloy still lingered with his pre se rvers, who would not listen to any proposal on his part for l eaving them until he received aid from his mo t h e r i n Am erica. P a t did not write to his mother until he w a s ove r a month in Ire land a s h e h a d hop e d to work his passage back agai n in som e w es t e r n bound ve s sel. About five w eeks after m ailing the letter he received an answ e r from his kind mother whi c h contained a draft for t e n pounds, the kindest expres s ions of gratitude to the friends who had prese rved him, and some ominous words of warning which startle d Pat a good deal. The words of warning ran as follows : "Then they are all Jost?" "Do not imagine, my dear son that I wish to mystify or "Th ey are all gone save yourself, and ye w e re low enough alarm you, but I do warn you to hasten away from the spot whin me son dragged you out of the cove. A deep sigh escaped from poor Pat Malloy on hearing the fatal inte lligence, as he had become deeply attached to Cap tain Hardy and his shipmates, and he realized his own forlorn position at the moment. Without waiting for further questions the kind old woman retired from the room and returned very soon with a bowl of warm milk. Pat Malloy then l earned that he was the guest of a poor farmer liv .ing n ear the coast; that he had b ee n -saved flklm the waves by the farmer's only son, and that his preserver's name was Shamus O'Connor . wh e re you w ere r e s c u e d as soon as pos sibl e afte_r r e ceiving this J ette r. There are peopl e r es iding in that neighborhood who would injure you if the y su s p ec t e d who you really are, and it is a strange f a t e indeed that has thrown you on that part of the Iris h coa s t. "I would s a y more to you were it not that I am under a vow of sil e nce until the death of your father. I will only requ es t you to leave the place at once. Do not show the locket I gav e you to any one in Ireland, and burn this letter as soon as you read it. The thus given by his g entle mother mystified the young f e llow very much. The shipwreck e d youth had r e ceived a sev e re cut on the While h e had long realized that his mother was supe-head when. striking the rock, but the wound had been dressed rior to, his father in birth and education, and1 while he susby the kind people who offered him shelter, and it did not. pected that some dark stain was on the old character, promise to be dangerous. he had nev e r received any intimation from either of them as Nothing could exceed the kindness or hospitality of that to their early. history. poor Irish family to the guest thus thrown on them by the Pat Malloy did not know that he had another relative in waves, and in a few days Pat Malloy was able to walk around the world, and he could -not even tell what part of Ireland his the little farm with young Sh a mus O'Connor, who was a parents came from. sprightly lad about two years older than himself. As he was a fearless and adventu rous youth, he felt very When the poor boy spoke of leaving them to seek a ship in much like remaining in the neighborhood in order to make the neighboring seaport, the good people would shake their some private inquiries that might tend to solve the mysterious heads and remonstrate with him, saying: allu s ions of his mother, but he was a dutiful son, and he re "Don't think of leaving us until you are quite strong and solved to obey her. hearty, and sure you are no trouble to us at all." The letter burned at the first opportunity, the locket Pat Malloy would not be in any hurry to leave his kind was placed in the lining of his vest for safety and h e an friends if he had the means of repaying them, but he had not nounced his early d eparture to his kind friends. more than thirty cents in his pocket when he was washed Pat Malloy als o insisted on each of the family accepting a ashore, and the golden locket which his mother had given pres ent from him, while they resolved to celebrate his (19him. parture by a farewell party.

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4 PAT MALLOY. As the young stranger had become a general favorite with the boys and girls in the neighborhood, the little farmhouse was crowded with guests on the night of the farewell party. While Pat Malloy was sad enough at the thought of leaving his kind friends, he entered into the merriment of the occa sion with his whole heart and soul and many of the pretty country girls there sighed more than once at the prospect of his soon bidding them adieu forever When the fun was its height a young man mounted on a fine horse rode into. the farmyard, where he was received by the O'Connors with every mark of respect and attention. The young man thus presenting himself was dressed in the height of fashion, and Pat Malloy soon learned that he was Oscar Talbot, the only son of Sir Rudolph Talbot, the owner of an extensive estate in the neighborhood, including the farm rented by the O'Connors. The elegant young gentl eman was not at all backward, however, in joining in the dancing, and he made himself very agreeable with the young girls. Pat Malloy was not introduced to Oscar Talbot, but he soon noticed that the young gentleman was making some inquiries about him, drawing Mrs. O'Connor aside for that purpose. After dancing for over an hour the young gentleman rode away again, and the good lady of the house informed Pat that hef11}and}Ofd was more than particular in his inquiries about him, while she concluded by saying: tolch himtl!he truth about you, of course, my boy, and he offered jp len,
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PAT MALLOY. 5 "You are a pair of. cowards and rascals to treat a stranger in this manner. If you are playing a trick on me I want to tell you right here that you can't frighten me, if I am only a boy.'' Chuckling aloud again, and dropping their guns on the table almost at the same instant, the two men sprang on the youth before he could use the stick against them. When Pat Malloy felt himself seized by the two strong men he let :fly with his hands and feet, but he was soon over powered and borne to the floor, one of them placing a pair of handcuffs on his wrists, while the other put a bandage on his eyes as he grumbled forth: "The youngster gave us some trouble, but we ought to be thankful that he did not slip through our hands." CHAPTER III. "You are here to answer questions, and not to ask them," replied the stranger. The youth attempted to raise himself in the bed, but he found that the handcuffs were still on his mists, and he fell back on the pillow with an impatient groan, and crying: "What in the thunder is the meaning of this treatment any how?" "I told you that you were here to answer questions. Now tell me what is your real name?" "My real name is .Pat Malloy." "That's a lie, and you know it!" retorted the stranger, in angry tones. "We know what you are at, but we have the power to baffle you." The brave lad smiled in derision as he responded: I would like to know what you are at, for I'll be hanged if I can make out why I have been treated in such a manner to night. If you take me for some other 11erson, I suppose I 1 must bear with it, but I'll tell you right here that my name IMPRISONED IN AN OLD CASTLE / When Pat Malloy heard the words thus muttered his moth-er's strange warning occurred to him on the instant, and he felt that the rascals who had seized him were instigated by some unknown enemy. Even when overpowered and bound with the handcuffs, the plucky young fellow did not lose his presence of mind, and he raised his voice in the hope of attracting the attention of some person out on the road and yelled aloud: "Help, help, murder!" One of the rascals clapped his hand on the young fellows' mouth on the instant as he said to the other: "Tie something over his mouth, Jack, and let us away with him." The unfortunate youth managed to give several more cries for help before his assailants could gag him, but his appeals were not responded to. They then dragged him out of the cottage and away through the wood, each grasping his ai:m tightly, as if they feared that he would yet give them the slip." The brave youth did make several attempts to break away from his captors, and he continued to struggle in various waY's as they dragged him along. After proceeding for about half an hour, which seemed an age to Pat Malloy, the rascals dragged him into a courtyard, and from thence into a large old building. They were then leading him up a broad stairway when the brave youth made another desperate effort at breaking away, and in the struggle that ensued they all fell and tumbled back ward. Pat Malloy's head struck heavily on the hard floor below, is Pat Malloy, and that I never bore any other. "How long will you stick to that statement?" "Until I know better." "Then stay here and rot, you stubborn fool." The stranger then retreated abruptly from the room, and Pat could h6ar an iron door clofiing after him. ,.,, After pondering some time in the darkness!Uthe persecuted youth muttered aloud: ll!l? n '11 "I'll be blamed if I know what to make of l!nis ':I' Ifhft is an Iiish joke it is a rough one on me, and I'd Iik>e to 1 tiave the licking of the fellow who put the job up on fu.e." Pat then thought of his mother again and of the mysterious warning he had received from her, and he asked himself: "Can it be possible that I am in the hands of those mother alluded to, and if I am what do they mean to do with me?" After pondering for some time, and feeling that he was helpless in the dark with the handcuffs on his wrists, the youth pressed his head on the rough pillow and fell asleep soon after. Pat Malloy had an easy conscience, and he slept soundly for some hours. When he did awake he noticed that the handcuffs had been removed, and that some bread and water had been placed on a table near his bedside. Before attempting to eat anything he looked around the room and he then said to himself: "The mischief take me if I am not in a regular prison, as the walls ai;e of solid stone, the door is made of iron, and there are strong iron bars on that window up there.'' Pat Malloy described his place of confinement very correct ly in the few words, as he was secured in the tower prison of an old castle, and he would find it very difficult to escape and he became insensible again. therefrom. The poor wanderer did not recover his senses again for After examining the room carefully the youth made up his some time, when he found himself stretched on a rude bed in mind to take matters quietly, and he sat to eat the bread a dark apartment. and water, as he muttered aloud: Before he could fully comprehend the situation a door be"Well, I 1!ave heard that they do queer things in Ireland, hind him was opened, and a light streamed into the room. but this beats all one could imagine.'' The bandage and gag had been removed from his mouth, Pat Malloy then proceeded to eat his breakfast with apand Pat Malloy could see a tall, bent figure approaching him. parent relish, while he kept his ; yes on the iron door in the The man wore a mask of black crape over his face, but the hope of seeing a visitor appear. youth could note the piercing eyes glaring on him as he The whole day passed, however, and no one appeared. bent down over the bed. Before the night closed in, the youth drew the small bed As he was still striving to collect his thoughts, Pat Malloy under the window and placed the table on it, when he was remained silent, while the stranger scanned his features careable to peer out through his prison bars. fully, ere he asked him in hoarse tones: He could then note that he was in a very high tower; that "Do you know where you are, boy?" the place was surrounded by a dense forest, and he could The boy glared around the room for a moment and then not perceive a living soul moving below him. looked up at the piercing eyes before he replied: Without expecting much from it, the prisoner raised his "How could r. know? Who are you, and what is the meanvoice and yelled aloud for help, but there was no response to ing of bringing me here, anyway?" I the appeal. I I

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6 PAT MALLOY. =;:======-==============::=::..::.=:::::._. --" It was dark night again, and Pat was sitting on the bed pondering over his peculiar position, when a small grating in the iron door was opened, and the voice of the masked stran ger fell on his ears, crying: "Are you stubborn as you were last night, youngster?" "I am not stubborn at all," answered Pat, as he advanced to the door. "Then tell me your real name." "My real name is Pat Malloy, as far as I know." "Do you still stick to that?" "Of course I stick to it." "Then stick there and rot." The iron grating was then closed, and Pat could hear heavy footsteps withdrawing from the door. On the following morning food and water were passed in to him through the grating by some one whose face he could not see, and the youth enjoyed another solitary breakfast. More food was passed in to him in the evening, but the stranger did not greet him that night. It was fully a week after before Pat heard that voice again, and the same question was put to him, while a similar an swer was returned on the part Qf the prisoner. Weeks and months passed away, and the brave youth would have pined to death were it not for his stubborn nature. During those solitary days and nights Pat could not hear the sound of a human being around the castle, and his only amusement consisted in exercising with the chairs and table, pulling at the iron bars on the windows, and yelling there from three or four times each night and day. Six months and over must have passed away, and Pat's black hair was flowing in ringlets over his shoulder, yet he never heard a human voice except the gruff tones of the jailer who handed him in his food. Still the brave youth did not despair, as something whis pered to him the !jtate of uncertainty would not last much longer. One night Pat heard an unusual commotion through the old building, and on looking out of the barrel window he could perceive the glitter of bayonets in the courtyard below, and several forms moving to and fro. While thus engaged he heard the grating shoved aside, and he sprang down to the door in the hope of learning some imvortant tidings: "Are you there, Pat Malloy?" asked a strange vofoe, in sub dued tones. "I am here, friend," cried the youth, his heart beating with hope. CHAPTER IV. PAT'S STRUGGLE FOR LIBERTY. As the brave boy was fixing the rope for the descent he became more impressed with the idea that he was being en ticed into a trap by his unknown friend, and he peered down into the courtyard again, as he muttered to himself: "It would be an easy matter for the soldier below to pop me off as I slipped down on the rope, and I must study the matter over a little." Pat Malloy had already secured an end of the rope to one of the iron bars, and he then sprang down on the bed and from thence to the floor, as he continued to mutter, listening carefully the while: "Who knows but they may be listening to me outside the door now?" As if in answer to the suggestion, his sharp ear caught the sound of a footfall outside the iron door at the moment, an the next instant the panel was moved back, while a voice fell on his ear, crying: "Are you awake in there?" The boy advanced to the door, as he promptly answered in his fearless tones: "Yes, I am awake. What have you got to say to me now?" It was the stranger with the black crape over his face who had addressed him, and. Pat had recognized the voice on the instant. Speaking in gruff tones, the man asked: "Are you not getting tired of acting like a stubborn fool'?" "I am getting tired of answering foolish questions. If you will explain what you are driving at I will answer if I can," answered Pat, in impatient tones. "Do you persist in saying that your real name ls Pat Malloy?" "I persist in saying that I never khew I had any other name." "What brought you here to Ireland?" "I was a sailor and was shipwrecked off the coast, as you may easily learn by inquiring of those who rescued me." "You allude to the O'Connors?" "I do The man outside was silent for some moments, and he then abruptly asked: "What was your mother's name?" "I never heard it, as far as I can recollect, and I could not "A friend sent you these, then, and you ought to know how tell you." to use them," answered the person outside, as he thrust in a small coil of rope and a file. "If you have the courage to run the risk of being shot, and to cllmb down on the rope, good friends will watch for you until morning in the wood in front of the window." Before Pat could ask a single question his unknown friend closed the grating, which could only be opened from the out side, and stole away silently. With all the ardor of youth and courage, and with arms' that had even increased in -strength during his imprisonment, Pat Malloy set at work on the iron bars with the file, and before the hour of midnight he had succeeded in seve ,ring enough of them to enable him to crawl out of the window. With the coil of rope at his side the prisoner peered out "Is your father living?" "He was when I last heard from him." "When was that?" "A week or so before your rascals dragged me here." "Are you anxious to be set at liberty?" "What a question to ask me. Of course I am anxious to be free again." "If I set you at liberty win you take a solemn oath to leave Ireland at once and never return here while you live again?" Pat Malloy did not answer at once, ,as he was thinking of the strange warning sent him by his mother, and he said to himself: "There' s some deep mystery in this business, and I am just the one to see it out. If I promise this fellow I will have to as if to measure the distance to the courtyard below, wlien he keep my word and leave the country forever, and blame me if perceived a sentry walking to and fro almost below him and I will do that." he drew back and prepared the means of descent, grinding his I "Why don't you answer me?" demanded the man outside. teeth as he muttered to himself: "If you swear to leave this country forever, I will set you "This may be an infernal trap, but I'll be blamed if I don't free at once." risk it, anyhow. 1 "And if I refuse?"

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PAT MALLOY. "You will stay in that room forever, and your people will never know what has become of you." Pat Malloy was thinking of the rope, and he boldly answered: "I will take my chances about that, and I'll,_see you hanged before I take the oath you want me to." The man outside growled fiercely to himself ere he ad dressed Pat again, crying: "Then rot where you are like a stubborn fool, ard be hanged to you." He then closed the panel and strode away. A sigh of relief escaped from Pat Malloy as he turned to the window again, muttering: "It wasn't a trap set for me after all, and I must have a true' friend in the place. Now to get out in. to the wood at all hazards." On climbing to the window again and peering out, the brave boy could still see the sentinel moving to and fro almost be .neath him, but the presence of the soldier did nol alarm him much, as he said to himself:, "The fellow will never think of looking up, and if I gain the ground in safety I will make a dash over the wall to the wood before he will have to take good aim at me." Having thus resolved, Pat Malloy examined the rope very carefully and assured himself that there was no flaw in it. He also tested its strength by leaning his full weight on it inside the room while he said to himself: "Although I feel pretty certain that my unknown friend means well, I must be careful, as it would not be pleasant to have my brains dashed out on the rough pavement below." Thinking of his dear mothet on the old Potomac, and muttering a simple prayer which she had taught him, the brave lad commenced the perilous descent, and he did not once cast his eyes down until he was within about twenty feet of the ground. He then paused for a few seconds as he argued with him self: "I had better wait till that soldier fellow turns to walk back again, and then I may slip over tne wall without his seeing me. If he does make for me I will only have to show fight for it, for blame me if they are going to take me again "You or I for it, my good fellow, for blame me if you can take me prisoner." The soldier sang out the alarm cry as he struggled with his wild-looking assailant, and his gun exploded at the same tim& The weapon had scarcely gone off when Pat Malloy tore it from the fellow's grasp, and he then struck him a blow with it that felled him to the ground as he hissed forth: "I didn't care to hurt you, but you are only a blamed Eng lish soldier, ii:nyhow." Before Pat had finished the last words he was springing over the stone wall with the gun i his grasp, while he said to himself: ''I'll keep this to show fight if I am driven to it again." The brave boy could then hear a loud commotion in the courtyard antl in the castle, while a loud voice rang out, ccying: "Stand to your arms, soidiers, as the moonlighters are on us." Pat Malloy heard that voice as he gained the shelter of the wood, and he said to himself: "That is my friend with the black crape, and I only wish that we may soon meet again on more even ground. I wonder if my friend is around here and if the soldier,s will be after me?" The brave youth pressed on through the wood, but he did not hear any sounds of pursuit behind him. He was not familiar with the condition of the country at the time, or he might have known that the soldiers were at the old castle in order to defend it from an expected attack of the moonlighters in the neighborhood and not to sally out at great risk of being cut off in the wood. In fact, the castle was in a state of siege at night, as the owner thereof was in very bad odor with his tenants, as well as with all the patriots of the surrounding country. Keeping a sharp eye ahead and a keen ear open for those he had left, Pat Malloy moved cautiously through the wood; but he had not proceeded very far when he found himself sud denly surrounded by a party of men wearing pieces of black crape over their faces, one of whom saluted him and in quired: so easy!" "Where did you come from?" When the soldier 0did turn again went down hand under Pat Malloy at once felt that he was among friends, and he hand, but he soon found that the rope only reached to within laughingly replied: about twelve feet of the ground. "That is more than I can say, friend, as I don't know Without pausing to measure the precise distance of the where I was." fall, the active young fellow cast one glance at the soldier and One of the masked men sprang forward on the instant and let himself drop as softly as possible while he muttered: :11.ung his arms around Pat's neck, as he exclaimed, in fa"Here goes for it, hi!. or miss, and miss it is." miliar tones: The last words escaped him when he found that he had "Heaven be praised, if it isn't dear Pat Malloy himself, and struck on a small bench or stool in the fall, and over on the no mistake. Oh, my dear boy, where in the world were ye ground he fell'. all this time, and your mother in America, and all us dying The sudden clatter attracted the attention of the soldier, about you?" and he turned and saw Pat Malloy springing to his feet, when It was young Shamus O'Connor who thus addressed Pat he cried: Malloy, and the late prisoner answered: "Who goes there?" "I can only tell you, my goo'd friend, that I have been a The brave boy hesitated whether to sprin-g for tfle wall or prisoner in that old building back there ever since the night close with the soldier, when the latter advanced on him with you left me on the mail coach, and it is all a mystery to me." his weapon presented, crying: Exclamations of surprise burst from all those around him, ''Give an account of yourself or I will fire on you, wild and Shamus O'Connor eagerly asked: Irishman." "Did young Captain Oscar Talbot have any hand in taking Pat Malloy did not appear unlike a wild man at the moyou prisoner?" ment, as his long hair was falling in disorder over face and "That is more than I can tell. Do you mean the young neck, his face was soiled and haggard in appearance, and his gentleman that called at your house the last night I was large eyes were glaring with excitement. with you?" Realizing that the soldier would be only too glad to fire on "The very same, my dear boy." him at close range if he attempted to dash over the wall, Pat "I never saw him since," replied Pat Malloy. "Now tell made a sudden spring over the presented bayonet and grap-me what you make out of this business, Shamus, and what pied with the fellow as he hissed into his ear: does it all mean?"

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8 PAT MALLOY. As the young fellow spoke he drew his Irish friend aside, the others making way for them in the most cordial manner. Pat Malloy then learned the following items of interest from his young friend: About three months before that date the O'Connors re ceived a letter from Pat's mother, in which she stated that she had not heard from her son since he was supposed to have left Ireland, and that she was very mu. ch troubled about him. Young Shamus answered Mrs. Malloy at once, stating all he knew about her son. Another letter was then received from the good lady, in which she stated that she feared her son had met with foul play in Ireland; that his father had sold his farm on the Po tomac and disappeared, leaving her half of the proceeds, and that she was then living in Washington in fearful suspense. The anxious mother also sent young Shamus five huhdred dollars, begging of hini to use it in looking for her lost son in the neighborhood. The last letter to young O'Connor concluded with these words: known who had assisted him in his escape from the old castle and he inquired of Shamus: "Could it be that the young gentleman I saw at your house that night took pity on me?" "Not at all, my boy," was the prompt reply. "Captain Os car Talbot used to be popular enough about here awhile ago, but he has' lately turned out worse than his tyrant father, if possible." "Are they both at the old castle now, Shamus?" "It is hard to say, as they have a fine place in the town, and they only use the old castle as a kind of hunting seat." "Are they rich?" "They are, and powerful and cruel as well. No poor man around here has a chance against them by fair means, and that is one r$).ason you see us banded together as we are.\ "Then it would be foolish for me to appeal to the law against them?" "The height of folly, my boy. You must at them as they had at you. Have you any suspicion why they treated you as they did?" "I can only imagine that they take me for some other person, or that there is some secret about my birth that I am "If my son has met any of the Talbots in your neighbor-not aware of." hood, I beg that you will watch them in secret, as they are "That must be it, Pat. The Talbots were always a strange, his enemies, if they chance to discover or suspect who he wild race, and queer stories are told about them in the pa'.st. really is. We can only make inquiries at present, and see if we can "'I would go to Ireland myself in search of my son, but I trace your mother to them in some way." am under a vow that preventS me until a certain event oc"If I could only discover the person who aided me in es curs. "If you cared for my dear boy, as I feel you do, do not mention what I have written outside of your own family, and seek him, dead or alive, around the old woods of Talbot." Having heard so much, Pat Malloy inquired: "And were you looking for me here tonight, my good friend?" "I am looking for ye all the time, and we would have made an attack on the old castle tonight in search of ye, only Sir Rudolph got wind of it, and he filled the place with soldiers." "But you have a secret friend in the castle who aided me, Shamus?" "That is more than I knew of, as all the people there are English or Scotch, for old Sir Rudolph won't trust his own people about him. But tell us what happened to ye at all, me poor boy, for ye look as if ye were buried in a tombstone since I itaw ye last?" Pat Malloy hastened to give his true friend an account o! his strange adventures, which amazed Shamus, and he con cluded by saying: "And now, Shamus, I am going to stay here and see this affair to the end." "And I'll stand to your back, my boy, and no mistake; and besides ye have the boys here and plenty more to help us for the Talbots are the worst tyrants in the whole country." The honest young fellow then informed Pat that he had not spent a cent of the money sent io him by his mother, and that he must have it. Shamus then introduced his young friend to his compan ions, several of whom Pat Malloy was already acquainted with After a brief consultation it was agreed that the escaped prisoner should take up his abode at the house of a wealthy young farmer who was one of the national leaders in the neighborhood, that he would assume a disguise Which would baffle his enemies, and that he would devote his whole heart and soul in striving to the secret of his mysterious per secution. As none of his friends could give him any information on the subject, Pat Malloy was very much puzzled about the uncaping, I feel that he could solve the mystery a little, if he will." I "We'll try and discover him, my boy, but for the life of me I can't think who it can be at all. I.et us get to Tom Bodkin's now, as you must be hungry and tired as well. You will be safe there and welcome also." CHAPTJ!R V. PA'l' MALLOY IN DISGUISK Early on the following morning Pat Malloy wrote and posted a letter to his mother, telling her. of his adventures in the old castle, and assuring her that he intended to remain in Ireland and to carry out the fight against those who had attacked him without any apparent cause whatever, that he was aware of. The young fellow also begged of his mother to send him as much information as possible without breaking the vow she had taken; and he was very particular his inquiries as to his father's disappearance, and the means he had left behind for her support. The young stranger was warmly received at the house of his new friend, who entered into all his plans for the future with hearty approval and rare intelligence. Tom Bodkin, who thus received the youth strangei! from America, the leading spirit of the neighborhood in all movements against the oppressors of his country, and he had a mother wlio encouraged him in the patriotic work. The young farmer was well educated, brave and brimful of resources, and he proved to be an excellent adviser and aid for Pat Malloy. After making a confidant of his mother, w'ho was a distant connection of the great Talbots, a disguise was agreed upon for the young stranger. Pat Malloy rested quietly in the substantial farmhouse on the following day after his escape, while Tom 'Bodkin hastened away to the nearest city for a suitable disguise. On the day after young Bodkin's return from the city he

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PA'r MALLOY. 9 rode around the country accompanied by an active old gentleman with a gray beard and whiskers, whom he introduced to his friends as his uncle, Richard Bodkin, from Wicklow, which place was many miles away from Galway. As it was known to many of his neighbors that Tom Bodkin had an uncle of that name in Wicklow, none but his most confidential friends suspected that the active old stranger was the shipwrecked youth who had been such a great \ favorite with the boys and girls in the neighborhood. During that ride around the country the young friends learned that Sir Rudolph Talbot had openly defied the moonlighters in the neighborhood, that the soldiers were still guarding the old castle, that all the members of the old knight's family intended to reside there for the time. The two young men did ride as near the old castle as pos sible without trespassing on the private grounds, and Pat Malloy was hoping that he would meet either of the two rascals who had assaulted him in the little They were n .ot successful on that point, however, as all the followers of the castle appeared to keep in the back ground, as if .fearing an attack by the moonlighters by day as well' as by night. After making as many cautious inquiries as pm1sible through his young friend, Pat Malloy could not ascertain that his mother was in any way connected with the Talbot family, or t .hat his father had ever lived in the neighborhood. In the meantime young Shamus O'Connor was very busy !n behalf of his friend, but the young fellow could not dis cover who it was that aided Pat Malloy in his desperate es cape. The more the young fellow pondered on that subject the more puzzled he became, and when he had time to think over the incident he felt convinced that the voice of his unknown friend was somewhat familiar to him. Acting on the impulse, the young fellow faced the horse at the stone wall and over they went into the wood. As he was riding toward the cottage Pat Malloy noticed a gateway a little to the right, from which a gravel path led up to the little building. Taking the path he rode boldly up to the door of the cot tage, crying: "Hello in there! In answer to the salutation two men instantly appeared at the door, and Pat recognized them at once as the rough rascals who had assaulted him. Staring up at the rider, one of them asked in gruff tones: "What do you want, sir?" Pat Malloy -answered that he wished to inquire his way tn Fairland, which was the nearest village. The man pointed the direction as he replied: "The road is right before you, sir. Will you tell us how you got in here?" "By the gate, my good fellow." Drawing a key from his pocket, the fellow grinned as he retorted: "Then you will go out the eame way, for hang me if I haven't ord ers not to open the gate for any one except the folks at the castle! I'd just like to see you leap back over the gate again." Pat Malloy was scrutinizing the faces of the rascals in the most earnest manner the while, and he then replied in care less tones: "It will be an easy m atter for me to ride over the gate again if you do not care to open it." The other man whispered to his fellow at the moment, and they both cast suspicious glanc e s at the disguised youth while the former speaker advanced to seize the bridle of the horse as he grumbled forth: Pat Malloy had an imaginative turn of pondering over the sulJject for some time s elf: mind, and after "We won't let you ride out so easy until we know what you he said to himare about. You will just come up to the castle with us, and Sir Rudolph Talbot will deal with you for trespassing in his "Could it be possible that my father came here to Ireland, private park." and that he is the one who supplied me with the rope and Pat Malloy was very much inclined to use his heavy riding file? It is true that he never showed me much kindness, but. whip on the fellow, but he curbed himself and retorted: it may be possible that he is here now in disguise to aid me j "Let go my horse, you rascal, and I will go up to the castle against the Talbots, or to set me free at least. I wish to. with you if it is necessary." goodness that I knew more of my parents' early life, and The other man seized the bride at the same time, as he then I would not be moving in the dark as it were." cried: The young fellow was not impatient under the circum"Come along and don't give us any of your impudence, as stances, and he resolved to wait and watch until he discovwe don't stand any nonsense from you bog-trotters." ered some clew on which to work with good effect. When assuming his disguise Pat spoke with a strong Irish The moonlighters of the neighborhood did not accept the accent, such as became a well-to-do farmer in the country. challenge given them by Sir Rudolph' Talbot, as they were The two rascals were about to lead the horse along the not fools enough to make an attack on the old castle while it 1 path, when Pat gave the animal a sharp touch of his riding was guarde d by a large force of soldiers and a week went l whip, as he cried: by without a disturbance of any kind occurring in the neigh borhood. "Out of my way, you rascals." The two fellows did get out of his way on the instant, as Pat still. rode around in his disguise, and as he 1 the spirited animal made a sudden bound and flung became fam1har with the roads and bypaths near the dark them sprawling on the ground. woods of 'ralbot he would often there alone in the I The rider then pulled up his horse and faced him around, hope of meeting some of the inhabitants of the castle, and raising his riding whip as he cried again: particularly the. two rascals who assaulted him.. I "If you touch my horse again I'll make you feel the weight The young rider had a splendid horse under him on all of this bog-trotter's whip you impudent scoundrels. Now I occasions as Tom Bodkin could well afl'.ord to indulge his 1 am ready to go up to the castle if you have any charge to own taste in that line, and the rich young farmer was noted make against me." for his good stock. I The two fellows sprang to their feet, and darted into the One aft'0rnoon, as Pat Malloy was riding alone along the cottage without saying a word; but they appeared at the door road near the cottage in the wood he noticed smoke issuing again the next moment, each holding a gun in his hand. from the chimney, and he pulled up the good horse as he said Pointing the weapons at the rid e r, the former to himself: 1 cried, in sinister tones: "Blame my eyes if I don't venture in there on some excuse ':J:tide quietly up to the cast.e now Paddy, or we will give and see if my friends are there." you a dose of lead that may not agree with you."

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10 PAT MALLOY. "What's all this about?" cried a rich, feminine voice as two young ladles appeared suddenly on the turn of the path. The two men fowered their guns on the Instant, and they doffed their hats to the young ladles, while / one of them pointed to the rider as he replied: "My lady, that fellow rode In here over the gate, and he tried to ride over us when we wanted to take him up before Sir Rudolph for trespassing." 'rhe two young ladies advanced rapidly down the path, and they both stared at the disguised youth as the former speaker cried: "How dare you come in our private grounds, sir, without being in-v-ited ?" And then, without waiting for a reply, she turned to the two men as she continued: \ "Hasten up to the castle and request Sir Rudolph to come down here at once. Hand me one of the guns and I will see that he does not escape." Pat Malloy was forced to smile as he saw the young lady seize the gun and point it at him, while she exclaimed: "Don't you dare move or I will shoot you. We will show you that you cannot intrude on the grounds of Talbot without suffering for your audalty." Pat Malloy smiled again and raised his hat in a gallant manner as he replied: "I beg a thousand pardons, young lady, but upon my honor I meant no harm at all in coming in here to ask my way to Fairfield." The other young .lady smiled pleasantly at the apology thus offered, and addressed her companion saying: "Really, Eva, I do not think he meant any harm, and I Blame my eyes if she Is not the finest girl I ever did see, and her black eyes go right through me.'' "Why don't you answer me, sir;" demanded the you,ng lady with the piercing black eyes. "Are you a spy on us, that you come ln here in that disguise?" Pat Malloy was a ready-witted young fellow, and as he had then time to collect his thoughts, he answered: "I am not a spy on you, young lady, but I must confess that I am at present engaged in a business that compelled me to adopt a disguise." "May we know your business, sir?" "I am a detective officer from Dublin, and I am in search of a youth who mysteriously disappeared in this neighborhood some time ago." Pat Malloy had an object in thus alluding to his own case, and he kept his eyes fixed on the young lady to note the effect of his words. That scrutiny told him at once that she had no knowledge of his imprisornnent, and her words confirmed the impression, as she asked: "Did you expect to find the missing youth in the woods of Talbot, sir?" "Not exactly, young lady." The other voung lady, who was a fair-haired, gentle-look ing creature, had been listening attentively, and she then in-quired with a smile: .9 "Wiil you be kind enough to tell us the miilsing person's name, sir?" "His name is Patrick Malloy, miss, .and! he came frOJll America.'' c A pleasant smile beamed on the face of tha' fa:Ir-haired girl as she asked: would not point the gun at him, as It may go off." '"'No fear of that while I have my hand on the Don't you attempt to stir, sir, or I will pull it on trigger. "Is it the original Pat Malloy of the song, who declared the in-that-stant." The last word was scarcely uttered when a loud report rang out through the wood, and the horse made a sudden bound forward, flinging the rider to the ground. The young ladi e s utte r e d t e rrifi e d s c r e ams and the one who held the gun dropped it as she e,xclaimed: "Mercy on me, I have shot the man. Oh, gracious I did not intend to fire.'' The startled hors e ran down to the gate and stopped there, and the terrified young ladi es; w ere bounding towa rd the fallen man, when he sprang to his fe e t with a m erry laugh, crying: "Don't be frightened, young ladies, as I am all right. Oh, great Jupiter! u The last exc\amation burst from Pat Malloy as his eye fell on his false beard and the wig lying on the ground beside him. They had become detached from his head on falling from the horse and there be stood before the two young ladies with his youthful face presente d to them. As that face bore the marks of his long confinement, however, he appeared to them to be a young man of twentyone at least. They both stared at him in amazement for a moment or two without uttering a word, when the one who had aimed the weapon at him addressed him in very haughty tones, say ing: "What is the meaning of this disguise sir?" "Are you certain that you are not injured, sir?" asked the other in very anxious tones Pat Mallow bowed to the last speaker as he replied: "I am not injured, young lady,_ thank you H e then fixed his eyes on the other for a moment, as he s::ud to h i mself: How In thunder am I going to get out of the scI'll.pe? "Oulcf Ireland is my country, And me name is Pat Malloy?" Pat Malley laughed merrily before he replied: "I cannot say that the youth I am after isthe hero of the song, young lady. Pardon me a moment, as I must catch my horse before he strays through the wood. I wiil not attempt to run away, I assure you." As the young man spoke he darted down the path and se cur e d his horse, the young ladies following him at a slower pace. Pat had picked up his false beard 11.nd wig before retreating, and he held them in one h;:tnd wh ,en the dark-eyed beauty approached him again and asked: "Do you assure us, sir, that you are here on your own private business?" "I solemnly assure you, young lady; that I am here on my own private business.'' "Is it true, as the game-keeper said, that you rode over the gate coming in, sir?" Having once made the assertion, Pat Malloy was too proud not to own to the truth, and he replied with a smile: "That Is true, young lady." "Are you anxious to resume your disguise and remain un known?" "Most anxious, young lady.'' Pointing to the gate and assuming a stern and dignified attitude, the dark-eyed beauty exclaimed: "Then ride out as you came in, and we pledge ourselves that we will keep your secret.'' "Mercy upon me, Eva," exclaimed the other, "you would not ask the young man to take such a fearful leap?" "I would and I do. If he rode in that way he should be able to ride out again. Begone, sir, and if you will forget that

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PAT MALLOY. 11 you ever met us we will not remember that we ever spoke to the old man who is in search of the famous Pat Malloy." Pat Malloy bowed to the speaker, and .then hastened to adjust his disguise. He then sprang on the horse and turned him up the path, when he perceived several persons hastening down toward him. Wheeling his horse toward the gate, he muttered to himself: "It is a big jump, but I'll try it if I break my neck, and I don't want to meet old Talbot just yet. Now for it, my fine fellow, and don't you disgrace me before the two prettiest girls I ever saw." Tn. e two young ladies drew back from the gate as the horse and rider went at it with a rush, and a faint scream burst from the fairhaired uamsel as she saw them rising in the air. Another moment and a joyous exclamation burst from the young lady, while the dark-eyed beauty cried: "It was a splendid leap!" Pat Malloy and his good horse did clear the gate in a gallant manner, and the young man only raised his hat to the ladies as he rode away along the road, muttering to himself : "I'd givE! my eyes to meet them again, and especially the one with the black eyes. sh'e must be Sir Rudolph Talbot' s daughter, an,d 1 am :very sorry for that, if she did put on airs." .. Pat .Soon turned into a side lane, intending to cut across the country to the farmhouse, and he was still meditating on his late adventure with young ladies, when a wild-looking man, far advanced in life, sprang out before him 'and held up a heavy stick, as he cried: "Hold up, sir, as I want to speak to you." Pat Malloy dill hold up muttering an exclamation of astonishment, as he h a d recogniz e d the v oice on the instant. lt was his own rough father who stood before him. CHAPTER VI. IN THE DARK WOODS OF TALBOT. "Weren' t you just up to Talbot castle?" I was not." "But I saw you riding over the wall awhil e ago." "What of that? Couldn t I ride over the wall without going up to the castle? "That's v ery true," replied die old man, with a s igh. "What did you go into the wood at all for?" I don't see that it i s any of your business old man, but I will answ e r you. I went into the cottage to inquire my way to Fairfield "Then y ou are a strange r about here?" I am. Can I ask you what you want to know about the p e ople of the castle?" The old man cast a suspicious look at the di s gui s ed youth before he repli e d: "It is no matter to you sir, and I am sorry for troubling you at all but I would like to ask you another qu e stion." "What is that, friend?" "Do you know Sir Rudolph Talbot?" "I can t say that I do,. as I have never m e t him to my knowledge." "Do you know his son Capt ain Oscar Talbot ? "I believe I saw him once but I am not a c qu ainte d with him at all. As I told you b e fore, old m a n I am a s t r a nger in these parts and the Talbots are not my kind of gentry." A fearful scowl appear e d on the fa c e of the old m an a nd he cast his glaring eyes in the,.direction of the castle as h e hi s s e d forth: "They are not the kind of g entry that any honest man would want to do wi t h bad ces s to them, but they will their due some day, and that before long, e ithe r ." Having r es olved to draw the old man out as mu c h a s pos si ble without betraying himself, the disguised youth remarked in care less tones : "I believe the Talbots are not very popular in this p art of the country. I suppose you are one of their eje c ted t e nants, old man?" "Not I, sir, but I hate them worse tha n any of the P.oor peopl e they put out on the roadside to starve." "'May I ask what they did to you?" 'Tis no matter to you, sir. If you want to do a miserabl e man a kindness please don t m ention to anyon e that y ou me t such a pers on as me at all. I'd giv e my eyes to k n o w w h o is It was old Malloy who stood b e fore his disguised son in up at the castle this evening. that lonely lane, but oh, how changed was the rough man Still speaking in careless tone s young Pat M a llo y a n-in appearance since they had last met on the bank of the swered: Potomac 1 I did hear today that Sir Rudolph and all his famil y are The old man's face I?.ad aged fifteen years at least, his thick there." I hair and bu shy beard w e r e as white as snow his eyes were "Are you certain of that, sir?" wild and r e stless and his garments w ere soiled and torn. "I am pretty certain that Sir Rudolph himself is t h e r e While young -Pat was surprised enough over the strange as I h eard one of the g a mekeep ers m ention it wh e n I ro de in encounter, he saw at once that his father had not recognized to inquire my way him and he made up his mind that he would not betray him-The old m a n cast another very suspicious glance at the self until he discovered the old ID'an's purpose in visiting disguised youth as he inquired: Ireland. "If you were on your way to Fairfield sir, how i s that I Pulliitg up .his horse and speaking in an assumed tone of find you riding through this lane, whi c h will take you out voice, the young fellow asked: of the way altogether?" "What do you want with me, old man?" "Be ca use I want to call at a farmhouse over here, a nd I Old Malloy bent his wild penetrating eyes on the rider, adle arned that this lane is the nearest way to it. Do y ou liv e vancing a few steps nearer at the same time as he replied in a'round here, old man?" blunt tones: Pointing to the .dark woods of Talbot, the old man ex "1 want to ask a few questions, sir, and I hope you will claimed : answer me without any trouble. Don't fear that I want to "There is where I live at present, hiding among the trees hurt you at all." and bushes and I don't want any other home in this wor ld. Young Pat Malloy was backing his horse at the time as he Pass on now sir, and be good enough not to tell any one replied: that you saw me at all." "I am not afraid of that, old man, but you might as w e ll Young Pat Malloy did send the horse forward bu t he pulled keep at a civil distance. What do you want to know !tom up again after passing the old man, and turned t o addrese me?" him, saying:

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12 PAT MALLOY. "If you are in need of any assistance I will be glad to give 1 ious to remain unknown for the time, young Pat Malloy rode you a trifle." The old man shook his head in a decided 'manner, as he cried: "Oh, no, no; I am not a beggar at all, sir, and I don't want any assistance. But you might do me a favor, though if I could make bold to ask you." "What is it, my friend?" "Do you know many of the peaple around here?" "I have relations ne a r here and I have met a good many people connected with them since I came here a week ago "Did you happen to hear any one say anything about a young lad from Ameri c a who was shipwr ec k e d on the coast some months ago?" eagerly inquired the old man. The young man pondered a few moments as if striving to recollect something before he replied : "It seems to me that I did hear something about the young man who was shipwrecked on the coast. Do you remember his name, old man?" "He was called Pat Malloy, sir. Don't think that I wish the lad any harm, and if you know anything at all about him, for mercy sake tell me where I can find him, or get word to him." "Do you say that you are his friend?" "Yes, yes, sir; I am the greatest friend he has in the world barring one. If you can send word to him, if you know where he is, for goodness sake tell Jiim that a true friend is looking for him, and that he wants to meet him at once in the woods of Talbot." away through the lane, muttering to himself: "Blame me if father isn't acting like a crazy man, and I don t know what to make of it. What could have brought him here, and what does he want to see me for? However, I am bound to meet him, and I will keep on with this disguise for the present unless the young ladies betray me, and I don't think they will." Brimful of strange thoughts and misgivings,. yet more determined than ever to pursue the course he had adopted, Pat Malloy galloped toward .his friend's farmhouse. On arriving there he told Tom Bodkin of his adventures, and concluded by saying: "I will go and meet my father this evening. I will ride to the wood and put aside my disguise before going in there. Tilen I will know how to act with him thereafter, when I have heard what he has to.say to me." As Pat Malloy had no secrets from his young friend, Tom Bodkin was aware of the parting scene between father and son on the bank of the Potomac. As the worthy young Irishman could not imagine that even a morose and passionate father could keep up a quarrel with such a youth as Pat Malloy he at once said: '.'Go at once, by all means, my boy, and I will go with you as far as the wall. If your father was the one who gave you the file and rope he must be better aoqut!intM with the old castle than either of us and you t.elsttlllssured that he has something very important to tePIJ>"you.'l "And so I think,'' said Pat. "Can you
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PAT :MALLOY. 13 "I wonder if the old man is here now?" The young fellow had removed his disguise for the meet ing, and he was dressed as a young farmer. On reaching the large tree behind the cottage Pat stared around in search of his father as he muttered aloud: "I hope he will soon come." A rustling in the branches above attracted the youth's attention at the moment, but before he colijd look up a dark form dropped from one of the limbs to the ground, and his father's familiar voice addressed him in subdued tones, saying: "And so you did come to meet me." Young Pat Malloy was about to reach out his hand when he noted the gruff tones, and he realized at once that his father did not regard him with any kinder feelings than when they last met on the Potomac, whatever his motive may be in seeking him in Ireland. Drawing back a little the youth replied: "Yes, I came to meet you, father." Regarding his son with .an angry scowl, the old man caught him by the arm and drew him deeper into the wood as he whispered into his ear: "Did you come tG take my advice?" "I hope so, sir." "Are you certjtin you will." Young to reply, as he felt that his father would P!ay the tyrant over him again, and he did not care to mfl}te rally rash promises. The old was silent also, until they reached a very se cluded spot, when he suddenly and bent his glaring eyes on his son as he demanded: "Will you take my advice, boy, or not?" "I would like to know what you have to say to me first, sir, before I make a promise." "Th< n I command you to leave Ireland at once and never think of setting your foot here again. Will you do what I tell you without asking me any more questions?" The young fellow drew himself up and stepped back as he replied in firm but respectful tones: "I cannot do what you command, sir, as I have made up my mind to remain here in Ireland for the present." Fiercer still was the gleam in the old man's eyes as he clutched his hands convulsively, and he glared at his son as he asked: "Did you hear from your mother lately?" "Not directly, sir." "Did she srnd you word to remain here in Ireland?" "She did not, sir. On the contrar. in the last letter I re ceived from her she advised me strongly to leave Ireland at once." "And won't you take her advice?" "Not until I hear from her again, sir, as I have made up my mind to find out why I was imprisoned in that old castle so long. Was it you really gave me the means of escaping from it?" The old man waved his hand impatiently as he replied: "Never m!nd about that now. Did your mother tell you why you should leave here at once?" "She did not, sir. She only warned me that I had secret enemies in the neighborhood, and she begged of me to leave here at once." "And you wouldn't take your mother's advice?" "I did take it, sir; but I was seized in that cottage over there after I met with an accideht on the coach, and the next thing I knew I was a prisoner in the castle." The wild old man muttered some fearful words to himself, ere he asked: "What did they say to you up there?" Pat Malloy then quietly informed his father about the questions put to him by the man wearing the black crape on his face, and he concluded by saying: "As I could not tell what he was driving at, sir, I could only answer and stick to it that my name was Pat Malloy. Will you tell me if it is my real name?" Another fearful scowl appeared on the old man's face as he answered: "Of course it is your real name. Do you doubt that I am your father?" Pat Malloy hesitated to answer, as he could well reply that the old man had never treated him as a son. The scowl darkened still more on the old man's face, as he demanded: "Do you doubt that I am your father, boy?" "Why should I doubt it, sir?" "Then you mean to say that you won't leave Ireland when ask you?"' "I have written to my mother, sir, and I must wait until I hear from her." The old man fiew into a fearful rage and he could only hiss forth: "Then wait and be hanged to you, if you want to have me hung." The excited old man was then about to plunge into the wood, when the young fellow sprang forward and seized him by the arm, as he demanded: "What' do you mean by that, sir?" Flinging him aside in a rude manner the old man darted away, as he responded: "You will find out what I mean by it soon enough if you don't do what I tell you." Young Pat Malloy darted after the old man and seized him by the arm again, saying: "Why can't you explain to me, sir?" "Because I can't and won't. If you must remain in Ireland keep away from these dark woods hereafter, and beware of the 'l'albots. Don't attempt to stop me now or I'll knock you down." Then casting another fierce scowl at his son the old man darted away into the wood. Young Pat Malloy did not attempt to follow the old man again and he stood under a tree staring in the direction in which he had disappeared as he muttered to himself: "The old man is crazy and no mistake. What can he mean by saying that I may be the cause o.f bringing him to the gal lows? I did suspect that" father had committed some crime long ago, but isn't -it strange that he should act as he does now? What can I do for him, and how am I to act in the strange position I find myself?" While thus muttering Pat Malloy turned to join his friend, when his father suddenly appeared before him again, saying: "Keep on here if you must, stubborn boy, but it is well that you should know me if you should see me again." As the old man spoke he drew the false white beard from his face, and the young man started on noticing the haggard appearance it presented on seeing it for the first time without a beard of any kind. The withered countenance presented a very youthful ap pearance were it not for the deep lines on the brow and the wrinkles around the eyes, while the long white hair fl.owing on the shoulders gave him a most striking aspect. Before 'the young fellow could make
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14 PAT MALLOY. "Very well. If you don't clear out, as I warn you to, you [recently joined the moonlighters on the mountain, and who will soon hear from me." .. was striving to incite them to an attack on Talbot Castle. The strange old man darted away again, and young Pat The moonlighters had their secret orders, however, from returned to his friend in a more perplexed state of mind the leader who controlled their movements, .and the Talbots than ever. were not molested for the time. CHAPTER VII. ON THE BOCKS BY THE SEA. Pat Malloy had another confidential talk with Tom Bodkin on their way home that night, and they both agreed that old Mailoy was acting like a crazy man. Young Bodkin also concluded that the old man must have some old grievance against Sir Rudolph Talbot, and that he must have been connected with that family in some way in former days. As both Tom Bodkin and Pat Malloy were very anxious to see the young ladies of the castle again, the young fellows made several excuaions to the neighborhood of the ol(l castle in the fine evenings, and they soon discovered that the objects of their admiration were in the habit of strolling out to a neighboring bay, accompanied by old Sir Rudolph and his son Captain Oscar Taibot. And emboldened by the fact that the. ground on which they thus strolled did not belong to the Talbots, the young men determined to seek an interview with the young ladies, and Pat Malloy volunteered to draw off the young captain and the dark-eyed beauty at least, so that his friend would only have to deal with the old gentleman and the girl he loved. While they were both anxious and eager to solve the mysThey sailed out one evening from the farmhouse on two tery, felt that they were powerless for the and of Tom Bodkin's best horses, and Pat Malloy wore his usual they agreed to wait in patienco until they would hear from disguise. old Malloy again. Tom Bodkin, on the other hand, was arrayed in his best Tom Bodkin then confessed that he was deeply attached to riding costume, and he did not attempt to disguise himself in the fair-haired young girl then residing with the Talbots, any manner. n ; r and that serious obstacles had been thrown in the w:ay of The two young menarrived on the rocks ?verlooking the their coming together again. bay toward the close of the evening, their "She is only my third cousin, you know, Pat," said the horses in a small grove in the neighborl'ioocf. q tfiey strolled t,, (J young farmer, "and I sometimes thought that she liked me fearlessly out on the cliff. well enough to marry me, although I am not her equal; but After walking about for some time, they :vere both de Sir Rudolph Talbot is f e arfully opposed to me because I do lighted to perceive four figures advancing on them from the not think as he does on national affairs, and I am only what woods of Talbot, and Pat Malloy said to his friend: is called a gentleman farmer." "Your young lady is walking with the old knight, Tom, and "But what has the old fellow to do with the young lady?" that is a good sign for you. asked Pat Malloy. The young farmer smiled as he gazed at the pretty form "He is her guardian and first cousin. Miss Dora Bodkin is in the distance, and then replied: quite rich, and it is whispered that Captain Oscar Talbot "Yes, I am sure that Dora does not like Captain Talbot, wants her to be his wife." I and I hear that she avoids him whenever she can. Now "If the young lady likes you, my friend, why don't you run I what would you advise me, boy?" away with her and pitch the Talbots to the mischief?" asked The folks from the castle had not yet perceived the two the impulsive young Irish-American. young friends as they were sheltered behind a huge rock over Tom Bodkin laughed heartily at the suggestion, and then looking the bay, and Pat Malloy replied: replied: "You see that the old gentleman is walking ahead with "If we lived fifty years ago I might try that same, but it is your cousin? I suppose you are not much afraid of him?" out of the fashion now, and I am afraid that she would not "Indeed, I am nQt." be willing to run away with me." "Well, then, you remain here, and I will advance to meet "Then try her as soon as you can, for_ you know that a them. Then see if I don't manage to keep Captain Talbot faint heart never won a fair lady.'' and his sister back while you have a chance of speaking to "You can wager your life that I will try the first chance your cousin." I get, Pat. If I could only meet her away from the Talbots "But you will get into trouble with Captain Rudolph, my all may be well, but I can never go to see her at either of boy." their places." "Don't you trouble yourself about that," answered Pat As Tom Bodkin was a handsome, manly young fellow who Malloy, as he stepped out from behind the rock and advanced could pass as a gentleman in any society, Pat Malloy felt that across the cliff toward the people coming from the castle. he would succeed .in his love enterprise, and he told him as It was a bright, clear evening, and the young people were much enjoying the breeze and the magnificent view from the high Pat's thoughts were running on the dark-eyed, haughty cliffs. : beauty at the same time, and he said to himself: Pat Malloy sauntered along in a leisurely manner, after the "Blame my eyes, if Tom and I must not make up some fashion of an old gentleman taking a little exercise and an plan for meeting the two young girls again, even if we had airing, and as he passed Sir Rudolph Talbot and the young to make some excuse for paying a visit to thatdangerous old lady he raised his hat in a respectful manner, casting a keen castle." glance at the old knight at the same time as he said to him. Another week went by and nothing of any importance ocself: curred in the neighborhood. / "I'll bet my life that is the man who wore the black crape Sir Rudolph Talbot had dismissed all the soldiers from 1 on his face. Now to keep back the others, and to have an the old castle, declaring that he would defy the moonlighters ot:fter good look at the dark-eyed beauty.'' with his own armed retainers. Captain Talbot and his sister were some distance 'behind Pat Malloy did not hear from his father in a direct man-the others, when the disguised youth approached them. ner, but he did hear about a certain wild old man who had. Pat Malloy raised hls hat again, and he was passing on

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PAT MALLOY. il.5 without pretending to recognize the young laily, when he turned suddenly and addressed her brother, saying: r beg your pardon, sir, but will you be kind enough to tell me if you know the old gentleman walking ahead of you?" Both brother and sister paused to stare at the pretended old man, and the haughty girl recognized him on the instant. Staring at him in an impertinent manner, Captain Talbot replied in haughty tones: "I do know the old gentleman, sirrah. What would you like to know about him?" "I would like to know who he is, sir." "Ah, indeed, and who are you, pray?" Pat Malloy was glancing over his shoulder at the othEJrS, and he saw that his friend had come out from behind the tocks, and that he was addressing the old knight and the young lady. Pat Malloy could also perceive that the old was acting as if in a furious temper, and while the young fellow' could not overhear the words at the distance, he felt that he was denouncing his young ffiend for daring to approach them. Captain Talbot and his sister did not perceive the actions of their father as. they had both turned to address the old stranger. Eva Talbot was staring at the disguised youth in a haughty manner, as if she mreant to say to him: "I am certain that you have met us in order to speak to me again, bht1 t des.ipise you too much to have anything to say l'J9a t1I1 to you, yo}}J P)esuR1ptuous fool." Pat Malloy at once replied: "My name is Ric)J.ard Bodkin, sir, and I am at present on a visit to thJ house of a worthy young gentleman who hap pens to be my nephew, and whose name is Thomas Bodkin ... "The young puppy," sneered the soldier. The disguised youth advanced a step or two toward the fellow on hearing the insulting words as he exclaimed: "How dare you call my nephew 3:-pU:ppy! If he were here he would thrash you within an inch of your life. Who are you, that I may tell him where to find you and to chastise you as you deserve?" Before the young soldier could reply a loud yell of rage was heard from the cliff beyoni and on turning his eyes in that direction Pat beheld a scene that fairly startled him for a moment. A struggle must have taken place between Sir Rudolph Talbot and Tom Bodkin, as they were both bare-headed at the moment. The young farmer was standing near the edge of the cliff holding his young cousin by the hand and endeavoring to draw her back with him while he poured burning words of love into her ear. At a short distance beyond the old knight was reclining on a large rock, and standing over him was Pat Malloy's father. 'fhe old knight appeared to be half stunned by the fall he had received, as he was leaning on his elbow.a and staring helplessly around him. On hearing the cry of alarm, Captain Talbot and his sister started toward the scene, uttering cries of indignation, but the active Pat Malloy darted ahead of them as he cried to his friend: "Take her away now, my good nephew, and I'll tend tG the others." As the young fellow drew nearer to his friend, he could perceive several figures climbing up from the rocks below, and he saw his father, without the false beard on his face, standing over old Sir Rudolph with folded arms, as he ad dressed him in thrilling tones, crying: "Now, you old tyrant, we have met face to facl:) again after many long years, and I am bound to have it out with you at last!" CHAPTER VIII. PAT MALLOY IN DANGER A.GAIN. Young Tom Bodkin was so excited in his interview with hi s cousin Dora that he scarcely noticed what was passing around him on the cliff, when his young friend, Pat Malloy, sprang on the scene, followed by Eva Talbot and her brother. The young lady became fearfully excited as she saw her father reclining against the rocks and the wild-looking outlaw standing over him in a threatening attitud.e, while up from the path below darted several men, who did not appear to be very friendly to the owner of Talbot Castle. Young Oscar Talbot hesitated on reaching the scene of ac tion, and he turned for a moment toward the wood to yell as loud as he could for help. His spirited sister continued to advance, however, as fast as she could, and ehe soon seized Pat Malloy's father and pushed him back, while she cried: "How dare you touch my father, you insolent rascal? If I had a weapon I would take your life!" The disguised Pat Malloy only paused to speak a few words to his friend, Tom Bodkin, when he also sprang to protect the old man, crying: "Don't strike a foe when he is down." The halfc razed old man glared at his disguised s on anrl Eva Talbot in a savage manner ere he burst out a gain, c r y ing: "I will not touch him now, but he will soon feel the weight of my arm again, and for the last time." Old Malloy then darted down the cliff as he cried to those who were hastening up: "Let us away now, boys, as I hear the tramping of the dragoons in the road below." The moonlighters followed the old man, and as young Pat Malloy looked down after his father he said to himself: "The old man has sense enough in some things, and he knows when to fiy from danger. The mischief take me if I know how to take him at all, but I suppose I will soon know what he is up to around here." Old Sir Rudolph Talbot to be quite dazed for the time, and it was very evident that he had not recognized his assailant. His daughter bent down to assist him in regaining his feet, as she anxiously inquired: "Are you injured, father? Who was the wretch who at tacked you?" The old man only glared around in a vacant manner, as he muttered to himself: "I could not say who he is, but it seems like a dream to me that I met him long years ago." Pat Malloy was assisting the old knight in regaining his feet, when Oscar Talbot hurled him aside, crying: "flow dare you touch my father, sirrah, after entering into this vile plot against us? Where is Dora, and who was that here w.ith her awhile ago?" A smile passed over Pat Malloy's face as he stared around and beheld Tom Bodkin and his fair cousin hastening down toward the roadside on the edge of the cliff and he turned to the proud beauty of Talbot Castle as he remarked: "Some young gentleman has taken your young friend un der his protection, and she appears to be satisfied with the arrangement." Eva Talbot looked in the same direction and then she cast a scornful glance at the disguised youth, as she demanded: "Who is the person who was here with you, sir, and who ts now going down with my cousin?"

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16 PAT MALLOY. Pat Malloy was moving away after his friend, as he re blied: "My is a very worthy young man who lives not far from here and who was formerly acquainted with Miss Dora Bodkin." 1 "It is that wretch Tom Bodkin," cried the old knight, "and he is running away with Dora Bodkin. Hasten down for the dragoons, Oscar, and I will on after them." The old knight had recovered his senses and his strength as well, and he darted along the cliff as he spoke. Pat Malloy was hurrying along after him, when Eva Talbot I / caught him by the arm, saying: "What is the meaning of this, sir? Are you assisting in the plot to abduct my cousin?" Pat saw that the young lady's brother was hastening away also, leaving them alone on the cliff for a while, 3.Jld he replied in merry tones: "Is it a crime, young lady, to aid a friend in winning the lady of his love?" "Then my cousin Dora is flying with young Bodkin?" "They are not flying very fast at present, as your father appears to be overtaking them. Let us hasten on, Miss Talbot, and assist in keeping the peace. The two young people did hasten on together, the proud beauty casting a side glance at the youth while she inquired: "Have you found young Pat Malloy yet, sir?" "I have not, young lady. Mr. Tom Bodkin is aiding me in looking for the lad, and--" "You are aiding him in finding a wife," interrupted Eva Talbot with a droll smile. The disguised youth laughed merrily ere he replied: "One good turn deserves another, you know." They were still walking on after the others when the young girl suddenly placed her hand on Pat's a,rm as she remarked: "I think you have found the lad you are in search of, sir." "Why do you think so, Miss Talbot?" "Because I believe you are the person yourself." The disguised youth started a little on being thus accused, and he then asked: "And if I should be, w ould you betray me, young lady?" "That would depend on your motives were in disguis ing yourself as you do." Before Pat Malloy could make a suitable reply angry voices ahead attracted their attention, and on looking along the cliff the youth could see that his friend Tom Bodkin was brought to bay in his love enterprise for the time at least. When the handsome young farmer first saluted Dora as she was walking with her guardian the old man greeted him in furious tones, aiming a blow at him at the same time. In the slight scuflie that ensued the young farmer lost his riding-cap, and it was then that Pat Malloy's father sprang out from behind the cliff to assail his old enemy. Paying little attention to what was ,passing around him, and devoting his whole eloquence to the young lady he loved so well, the young farmer half coaxed and half' forced her along the cliff with him. While thus moving along he regained his cap again, as it had been swept some distance by the night breeze. Dora Bodkin was a timid creature at best but she was faith ful to the man beside her, and she would have gladly fled with him were she not afraid of the anger of her all-powerful guardian. The young girl did not fear his anger so much on her own account as she dreaded the consequences of that flight falling on her young lover. Tom Bodkin sought to gain the wood where his horses were awaiting them, but the timid glrl held back, so that her guar dian was soon on them. .. Then, seizing her by the arm, the old knight dragged her rudely away from the young farmer, crying: "You miserable wretch! you canp.ot steal my ward in that fashion." At that moment four dragoons sprang up the cliff from the road below, and two of them seized Tom Bodkin on the instant, while the old knight cried again: "That is right, soldiers. I am Sir Rudolph Talbot, and that young rascal has assaulted me and tried to steal away this young lady here, whose guardian I am. He is a scoundrel and a rebel, and I order you to drag him away. to prison." Tom Bodkin struggled furiously in the hands of the dra goons, while Dora cried: "Oh, Sir Rudolph, you are too severe on my cousin alto gether, as I came with him of my own free will." Tom Bodkin struggled fiercely with the dragoons, but the four of them succeeded in securing him just as Eva Talbot and the disguised Pat Malloy appeared on the scene. Young Oscar Talbot hurried up after the soldiers soon after, and pointed to Pat Malloy, as he cried: "Take that fellow up also, as I am certain that he is the leader of the moonlighters who just attacked my father up on the cliff." Two of the dragoons made a dash at Pat Malloy, who sprang back, crying: "Look out for yourselves, my fine fellows, as you will get into. trouble if you touch me. I call on this young lady here to witness that I sprang to the rescue of her father when his own son held back." "Arrest the rascal," cried young Oscar Talbot, "and I will prove that he is an outlaw." Eva Talbot sprang before the dragoons on the instant; plac ing herself in front of the disguised youth as she addressed her brother, crying: "Shame on you Oscar This gentleman did protect father against the outlaws, and I am certain that he is not connected with them in any way." "Who and what is he, then?" demanded the old knight. ."He is an officer from Dublin, father, and he is in search of a youth who disappeared around here some months ago in a mysterious manner." The old knight started on hearing the assertion, and ad vanced to his daughter, as he whispered into her ear: "How do you know this, Evaline? Did you meet the person before?" "I did, sir. That is the person who rode
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PAT MALLOY. The old knight ca.st another very searching glance on the disguised youth before he inquired: "Who employed you to search for him? Remember that I am a magistrate, that I have a right to ask you about any suspicious character caught prowltng around' here." Bat Malloy smiled as he asked: "Was young Pat Malloy a suspicious character, Sir Rudolph Talbot?" "Certainly he was. I do not believe that he has escaped to America, and I am convinced that he is prowling around here now in company with the rascally moonlighters." The pretended detective shrugged his shoulders, as he re torted: "You are at liberty to think what you like about the lad, and I can only say that his friends employed me to search for him. They represented that he was an honei:;t a ship wrecked sailor, and perfectly peaceful in every way." "Who are those frleIJds?" "His father and mother." "Where do they reside?" "In America, sir. The old knight pondered for some moments and fixed his suspicious eyes on the disguised youth before he again de manded: "How long since you found the youth, sir?" "About two weeks. ago." "Then why do you linger around here now if you have suc ceeded in your object?" Because I am taking a holiday, sir, and I am spending it with friends who live in the neighborhood." "Who are those frie._nds?" "Mr. Tom Bodkin there is my nephew, and I am stopping at his house for the present." "Then you confess that you aided him to-night when he tried to abduct Miss Dora Bodkin?" "I don't confess anything of the kind, Sir Rudolph Talbot. We came out for a walk on the cli:tf on this beautiful moon light night, ana my nephew met the young lady and you by the merest chance As you are a magistrate, you should know that you are committing an outrage by arresting my nephew for merely taking a walk with the young lady." The old knight drew back a step or two and glared at the disguised youth in an 'angry manner as he cried aloud: "You impudent puppy, I will show you that I have the power and the will to punish you both! I know that that young rascal is connected with. the moonlighters around here, and I believe you are also. I will place you both under arrest for daring to conspire for the abduction of the young lady, who is my charge. Seize this fellow, soldiers, and drag them both o:tf to jail; Fearing that he would be again dragged to that gloomy old castle in which he had spent so many bitter months, Pat Malloy becall).e quite desperate. On receiving another order from the old magistrate, two of the dragoons moved to arrest the disguised youth again, when he sprang back1 drawing his revolver, as he cried : "I am a free man and I have committed no crime. If you attempt to arrest me without cause I will defend myself to the death!" The two young ladies screamed with terror when they saw the dragoons advancing on tll.e disguised youth with their swords, and Eva Talbot sprang to his defense again as she cried: "For shame, father. I am certain that this gentleman has not committed any crime. On the other hand, he drove your assailants away to-night, and you should thank him and re ward him instead of punishing him." The dragoons appeared to coincide with the young lady, or they may have been affected by the revolver in the hands of the accused man, as they halted again when opposed by the young lady, one of them saying: "Perhaps the gentleman will come quietly with us?" "Not I!" cried Pat Malloy. "I am innocent of any crime, and I will not be treated like a dog. Sir Rudolph Talbot, be ware, as I will denounce you if you go too far with me. Pat Malloy may be in Ireland yet, and hll can testify that you are not a lover of justice when you wish to serve your own private ends." The old knight appeared to be terribly moved by the threat thus made and he motioned the soldiers back, while he said to them in agitated tones: "Draw o:tf with your other prisoner, and I will deal with this fellow." The soldiers were dragging Tom Bodkin away when his cousin Dora sprang forward and clasped his arms, crying: "They must not take you to prison, Tom as I declare that you did not attempt to steal me away. I came with you freely, and I will go with you now to prison if necessary Oh, Eva, Eva, plead with your father for me and do not let him send Tom to prison." "He is a vile rebel and he deserves to be hung," cried young Oscar Talbot who was foaming with rage on perceiving be yond a doubt that Dora Bodkin was deeply attached to the dashing young farmer. Deeming it the proper time for interfering in behalf of his young friend, a nd having noted the effect his former words had on the old knight, Pat Malloy approached the latter again, and addressed him in very low tones, saying: "Sir Rudolph Talbot, I can place my hands on young Pat Malloy to-night, and I know why you were persecuting him. We h!!-ve powerful friends around here, and you have deadly enemies Let Tom Bodkin go free or I will expose the man with the black crape, who cop.fined an innocent youth for months in his castle without any just cause." The knight trembled again as he stared at the bold lad, and then hissed forth: "You are a fl.end, whoever you are." "Not at all Sir Rudolph. I am a lover of justice and, pow erful as you are, I will see that justice is done to my friends if you persist in persecuting them." CHAPTER IX. PITTED AGAINST THE OLD TYRANT. Captain Oscar Talbot had taken a deep dislike to Tom Bod-kin and the pretended old stranger, and he was determinM that they should both feel the vengeance of his family. The young man had heretofore been assured that he could win Dora Bodkin for his wife notwithstanding her apparent dislike of him, and fierce was his rage when he discovered that she was deeply attached to the worthy young farmer. Young men like Oscar Talbot living in Ireland, and witnessi,ng the oppression and cruelties of those in power, consid ered that the strong hand used by those of his class could carry an before it, and that the farmers and poor people should have no rights whatever. The old knight was of the same opinion, and as he was the mos\ powerful man in the neighborhood, it was strange that he hesitated in arresting and crushing Tom Bodkin and the old stranger. There was something about the mysterious old stranger, however, that caused the old tyrant to pause, while the words he had spoken set him all of a tremble Pat Malloy's disguise was so very clever that the old fellow

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18 PAT MALLOY. never once suspected him of being the youth who was impris oned in the castle for so many long months. Since the night of his escape Sir Rudolph had his agents on .thl;I watch for the youth, and his son was aware of the r.,.ct. As they could not find Pat Malloy they concluded that he had either joined the moonlighters and was hiding on the mountain, or that he had hastened away trom the country. From what they had seen of the young fellow, however, they feared that he woul\i not adopt the latter course, and that he would remain in Ireland to solve the mystery of his imprison ment. Evaline Talbot was not aware of the imprisonment of the brave boy in the. castle, or of the secret motives that prompted \I.er father !:q persecuting him. Afte" the first meeting with the disguised youth the dark'fed beauty became deeply interested in the gallant young itranger who had cleared the iron gate in such a splendid .manner. Each of the young ladies had seen the disguised youth rid ing about with Tom Bodkin, when they could not be perceived in turn, and they held many conversations regarding the young man. On making some .private inquiries, Eva Talbot learned that a young man named Pat Malloy had been cast ashore on the coast, and that he had disappeared some time after in a mys terious jllanner. Yet she did not suspect that her father or brother could have anything to do with that disappearance. It may be remembered that the young ladies were not resid ing in the castle during Pat Malloy's imprisonment there, and the old knight and his agents kept the matter s(I" quiet that it was not kndwn to any other members of the house hold. On encountering the disguised youth on the cliff that night something whispered to the proud girl that he was no other than the missing youth, but she could not dream that he was a secret enemy of her family. Indeed, while Pat Malloy was deeply incensed against those who had treated him in such a cruel manner, he felt backward in working against them on account of the bright-eyed young lady. The youth had a very soft spot in his heart, and that spot was touched by the bright glan c es of Eva Talbot. The mystery attached to his own case, as well as the appear ance of his father on the scene, however, served to inspire the brave youth to see the matter out to the end, and death alone could prevent him from giving up the idea. The actions and words of Eva Talbot on that night made Pat Malloy feel still more kindly toward her, and he pledged him self mentally that he would not cause her pain if possible. The disguised youth would have liked to got away that night without betraying himself as he felt that the struggle would be an unequal one if Sir Rudolph Talbot and his sou recognized him. Pat Malloy also thought a good deal about hi!! father, and while he could not bear him any great love he did not wish to see a half-crazy man come to a violent death or to degrada tion of any kind. It was a fearful muddle all around for the disguised youth, but he rather enjoyed it, as he said to himself while the old knight turned aside to consult with his son: "Eva Talbot knows me, but the others do not. But V. she promises to keep my secret I am all right for the present. If I am compelled to throw off my disguise I will have to take to the hills with the moonlighters and fight the old tyrant as b'est I may. If I could only see father once more he may give me some information tb.at would guide me. In any case, I am bound to see the thing out, whatever happens." While thus ruminating Pat Malloy f.elt a light hand on his arm, and then Eva Talbot whispered to him, saying: "i heard you threatening my father awhile ago, and I would like to know the meaning of it." "The meaning is simple enough, Miss Talbot. Your father threatened me with !mprisonment, and I told him that I pad friends who would be glad to that I had justice done me, against him." The young girl smiled "archly as she asked: ".A.re you not really the Pat Malloy in whom he seems to be so deeply interested?" "I am, young lady, and I beg .that you will not betray me for the present, as I have enemies around here who sought my destruction." "Is my father one of those enemies?" "To be candid with you, I have reason to believe that he is, and that he wishes me out of the country forever for some secret reason." Eva Talbot appeared to be quite astonished at the informa tion thus received, but she soon responded, saying: "You may be certain that I will not betray you if I were assured that my father or his agents are treating you un justly, sir." Pat Malloy did not wish to give his experiences in the woods and in the old castle of Talbot, and he simply answered: "I can only swear to you that I have been very unjustly treated by two of your father's followers, and I feel pretty certain that either he or your brother instructed them in treating me as they did. They are approaching us now, and you can denounce me as Pat Malloy, the shipwrecked sailor, if you like." The young lady shook her head in the most. positive manner, as she replied, in very low tones: "I will keep my lips sealed for the present, and until we meet again." Then raising her voice she addressed her father, saying: "Well, father, I trust you have decided not to molest those persons for the present." "I have so decided, Eva; but I will take good care that neither of them meet you or my ward here again. A few more words with you, sir." The last words were addressed to Pat Malloy, who then perceived that the dragoons had released his friend, the young farmer. Drawing the disguised youth aside the old knight spoke to him in earnest tones, saying: "Is it true that young Pat Malloy is in this neighborhood, sir?" "It is true, Sir Rudolph." "Are you really his friend?" "I am his true friend;" "Then I advise you to send him out of the country as soon as possible, as he is not wanted here. If he attempts to pit himself against us he will soon find that all his friends cannot save him." A defiant glare appeared in the young fellow's ey es as he re torted, saying: "I am certain that young Pat Malloy will never leave Ire -land until he finds out why he was !!$Sailed and imprisoned in a certain castle, where a man wearing a black mask strove in vain to make him confess that his real name was not Pat Malloy." "Do you know his real name?" demanded the old knight in fierce tones. "I do not, sir; but I will know it, I trust, as I will soon meet one who can unravel that The old knight stared at the speaker in the most suspicious manner as he demanded: "Who is that person?" ..

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PAT MALLOY. 19 P a t M alloy was on the point of declaring that it was his own "That' s bad, very bad. Why were you such a fool as to let fathe r, but he remembered that it would not be well to betray one of the race know you?" the old m a n desperate as he was, until he had his permission I couldn't help it, sir." and he replied: "Then you must change your disguise or leave the country I am not at liberty to say who that person is now sir, forever . Which will you do, you stubborn boy?" but you may rest assured that you will soon hear from him The old man spoke in very abrupt tones, and young Pat through young Pat Malloy." c ould see tha t he was anxious for him to leave Ireland at The old knight stamped his foot in rage and then turned once, yet he replied : away, saying: I will remain here for the present, sir." Tell the young fool for me that he will rue ,the dh and "Then meet me at the same spot in the wood of Talbot the hour when he pits himself against me. If you are his to-morrow night and bring-this young man with you friend watch yourself well while in this neighborhood, for L H e then turned abruptly to Tom Bodkin and asked: am not accustomed to tolerate any interlopers in my affairs. " Ar e you willing to risk a little in order to take the young The disguised youth laughed in a provoking manner as he lady you lov e from the clutches of the Talbots, Tom Bodkin?" retorted: I am willing to risk my life to win her," promptly answered I will not defy you myself, Sir Rudolph but I tell you the young farmer. plainly that young Pat Malloy will pit against you "Then come to the wood with my son to-morrow night when very soon, great and powerful as you are. As for myself, I the moon is rising, and maybe we 'll balk the Talbots jn a fear you not, and I will remain here just as long as I please." scheme they have on foot now The disguised youth then turned away to join Tom Bodkin, And without saying another word the half crazy man turnwho was sorely disappointed in seeing Dora retreating with ed and disappeared down the steep path. the others and the four dragoons as an escort. When he had disappeared, young Pat Malloy turned to his "Hang my eyes groaned the young farmer, "if I ha.d half friend and asked : a dozen good fellows here with me I would take the darling "Will you come with me, Tom?" away by main force." "To be sure I will. I would go through fire and water to "There is a good time coming, Tom," replied Pat Malloy win Dora, and I think that is what your father meant when (, "and I bet you my life we will find another chance to meet the he spo k e of balking the Talbots." two darlings alone, when we may make a double matc h of it., And I think so, too, but I wish be would stop and give us The young farmer was compelled fa smile at the impud e nc e some more information. However, we 'fill s e e him to-morrow of a poor youth like Pat Malloy running away with the proud night, and then I may be able to draw him out better." lady of Talbot, and he said: "I have always heard that you Americans have the c heek of the mischief, but it is too much to think of you ever run ning away with the proudest and the richest young lady in the whole county." "Stranger things than that may happen soon my good fel low, as I feel that it was good fortune drove me on the coast of :r; eland on that fearful night. Where do you think I can find my father to-night?" The y were standing at the edge of the clitI at the moment, watching the soldiers and the others retreatlng toward the old castle, when a harsh voice was heard behind them, cry ing: "You can see me now, Pat Malloy, and talk to me at the same time." Then up f rom a steej) path sprang old Malloy, his face cov ered with the gray beard. Young Pat was scf much taken by surprise that he did not have tiine to remove his 6wn disguise, but he soon found that it would not have availed him anything, as his fathe r had al-ready recognized him. ( Staring at each of the yl!ung men with a wild glare, old Malloy addressed his son again, saying : "And so it was you all the time? "Yes father, and this is a friend with whom I have been staying." The old man cast another glance at young Bodkin ere be responded saying: "Ob, I know young Bodkin well, and his father before him, and I can tell the pair of you that the soldiers would never have taken you to prison to-night. Did Sir Rudolph Talbot know you, Pat?" "I think not, sir.,, "Did any of the others?" "I fe!!-r that one of the young ladies recognized me." "Which of them?" "Miss Eva Talbot." A fierce imprecation burst from the old mall before be cried: CHAPTER X. IN THE D ARK WOODS AGAIN. On riding home afte r the stirring sc ene on the cliff, Pat Malloy and his y oung frien d h e ld a n important c onsultation, wh e n it was decided that the young Irish-American should assume another disguise at once When the. two young men reached the farmer' s house they found young Shamus O Connor awaiting them there, and one glance at his honest face served to tell them that somellhing unusual bad happened to him. After exchanging the usual salutation, Tom Bodkin ad dressed his friend asking what was wrong. "Everything," the young fellow answered. "This morning we got notice that we must gi v e up the farm, as the Talbots won t give us a new lease; and last evening my sister Julia left the house, and since then we haven't been able to find a trace of her, though we have trampe d around all day.1 Oh, it we could only find the rascals who took her off, as I am certain that she met with foul play." Pat Malloy remembered the great kindness bestowed on him by the O'Con;nors, and be, as well as Bodkin, immediately volunteered to go with him in search of bis sister, and all three mounted fresh horses for that purpose. Pat Malloy still retained the same disguise as he had no time to change it, although his young friend had prepared for such an emergency. When the three young men were riding along the road, Pat Malloy remembered some incidents at the home of the O'Con nors on the last evening that he spent there, a s he had noted at the time that young Oscar Talbot was particularly attentive to Julia. i Turning to Shamus O'Connor the Y01fng Irish-American in' i "Did you see Captain Oscar Talbot lately?

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20 PAT MALLOY. "Tare an' ages, why didn t I think of that before? I now mind seeing two rascals stopping at the house last week, and they said that they were followers of the Talbots. The day after Captain Oscar called, and I now remember that there was no one at home but Julia. Oh, the villain of the world! If I only thought that he would harm a hair of her head he would be a dead man to morrow, and no mistake." "Take it easy on that point, Shamus," said Tom Bodkin, who was thinking of his cousin Dora and young Talbot's at tention to her. "It isn't likely that Oscar Talbot would dare to do anything wrong when he is making fierce love to Miss Dora Bodkin." Before any of the others could make a rejoinder a party of horsem e n approached them, and a signal was sent forth by Tom Bodkin. The signal was answered on the instant by the advancing parties, who turned out to be friends out in search of the miss ing girl. When the two parties came together on the road it was proposed that they should all proceed together ill' the direction wood, and they soon found themselves surrounded by a dozen masked men who were armed in various ways. The gamekeepers were brave fellows enough, but they did tremble when they found themselves in the hands of the moonlighters. While some of the moonlighters still kept careful watch to guard against surprise, Tom Bodkin addressed them in husky tones, saying: "If you offer to cry out or speak too loud we wili have to silenc!\ you. If you don't answer the questions put to you fairly you are dead men also. Now, where is Julia O'Connor?" The two men started, and one of them said: "Make a clean breast of it, Jack, or we are goners." CHAPTER XI. A STRANGE ADVENTURE. of the Talbot woods, from whence they could reconnoiter The two rascals did make a clean breast of it. around the castle. They confessed that they abducted Julia O'Connor on As each of the party had arms of some kind, they did not the previous evening while on her way to the town, and that fear the consequences of a meeting with the followers of the they b'.ad borne her to the old castle, where she was then con Talbots, while some of them were more than anxious for such fined in one of the deserted wings. an encounter. They stated that the act was done under the instigation of On approaching the gate over which he had leaped the Capl!Rin Oscar Talbot; but they believed that his father did good horse, Pat Malloy perceived a light in the little cottage not know anything about.the affair. in the' wood, and he to Tom Bodkin that they take Young Shamus O'Connor was in a fearful rage on hearing a peep at the occupants of the cottage, whi1e the rest of the the confession of the two men, and he was for at once proceed band ride on for some distance at full speed, so as not to create ing to .the castle, and demanding the release of his sister, or any suspicion by lingering on the spot. of taking her by force. Bodkin immediately caught at the suggestion and selecting When the two gameke epers informed him that Julia was another young fellow to accompany them, and who was to perfectly safe, and that Oscar Talbot had not seen her since lie in wait within shouting distance should the two young the abduction, Shamus became a little calmer and inquired of friends require aid in their venture, proceeded to carry it out. the rascals: Leaving their friend at his post, Pat Malloy and the young "How does it come that he has not seen her yet, the mis-farmer stole silently along toward the cottage, and they were chief take you?" soon able to peer in at the little window. Because he has been busy all day with the young ladies Seated at the table inside and enjoying themselves with at the castle, and we didn't bring the girl here until a little pipes and liquor, were two rough-looking fellows who were before daylight this morning." dressed as gamekeepers. Having assured Shamus that they would soon rescue his One glance at the rascals told Pat Malloy thatthey were sister, Tom Bodkin addressed the gamekeepers again, saying: the men who had assaulted him on that eventful night when "Now, what is this game you are up to for to-morrow night. the coach upset. that we have got wind of?" The two men were talking in loud tones, as if perfectly as"What game do you mean, sir?" sured that no prowling enemies cou1d approach the cottage "I mean abotit forcing another young la,tly to marry a cer to overhear them, and the two young men watching them tain young gentleman." soon learned enough to warrant them acting against the The two rascals exchanged significant glances again, and gamekeepers without delay by calling on their other friends. Jack answered: They silently retreated t_o where their comrade was waiting Blow my eyes, sir, if you ain't a knowing cove. Yes, there for them. is a game on foot of that kind." Covering their faces with black crape, they stole silently He then went on to inform the young farmer that Oscar had along so to intercept the two worthies while making their formed a plan by which Dora Bodkin was to be forced into a rounds marriage. The gamekeepers were armed with shotguns, which they Having gained all the information possible on the subject were In the habit of using on prowling poachers who infested mentioned, and at a hint from Pat Malloy, Tom Bodkin said: the woods at certain times and they were also stout fellows "On a certain night, several months ago, you waylaid a who could use the weapons as clubs young lad in the cabin over there. Now, we :want to know After peering out at the gate and into the paths around, who put you up to that game?" the two men returned to the cottage again, put out the light, "We were acting for our masters," said Jack. and made their way toward the old castle. "What was the object in making the young lad a prisoner in They had not proceeded along the path for a great distance, the castle?" however, when they were suddenly assailed by three men "We supposed that the young cove was to be kept locked up with bla c k crape on their faces, and they were felled to the for some purpose that we couldn't fathom, and we didn't trou ground and their hands bound before they CQ.Uld offer the ble our heads about it." slightest resistance. "Did you know that he has escaped?" The two prisoners were then marched along through the "Certainly, sir. We have been looking out for him ever since

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PAT MALLOY. the night he got down on the rope, and we are offered a hun-he sprang in after his friend as he exclaimed in thrilling dred pounds apiece if we nab him again on the quiet." tones: "Did the Talbots suspect who assisted the young lad in "I'll save her-the darling-or I'll die with her." escaping?" "Not they, sir. There was an awful rumpus about it in, the castle, but it was soon kept dark on. account of the young ladies." "Then the young ladies did not know anything about the prisoner?" "Not that we knows of. It was the old master and the young one who wanted to get him into their clutches again on the sly." Having gained all the information possible from the two worthies they were placed under strong guard, and Pat Malloy and his two friends most interested in the affair stepped aside to consult. It was then resolved to use the two gamekeepers in order to make a secret attack on the castle that night. When the two rascals were consulted on the subject, and under threats of instant death, they volunteered to guide the party to the 'deserted wing of the castle by a path leading up from the bay. In order to reach that path Pat Malloy and his friends had to skirt the woods and come out on the cliff not far from the spot where they had encountered the Talbots that night. The moon was shining brightly, but the brave fellows hoped to gain the castle by the wooded .path spoken of without being perceived by its inmates. When the party reached the cliff overlooking the bay and the broad ocean beyond, Pat observed a female form striding along a cliff above them. Calling Tom Bodkin's attention to the figure, the disguised youth remarked: "Isn't it a strange time for a young girl to be out on the lonely cliff?" The words startled Tom Bod'kin, and he sprang from his . CHAPTER XII. PAT MALI-,OY'S REWARD. When the two young men started down from the cliff ii+ the hope of intercepting the young girl before she would fall into the sea, they had presence of mind enough to remove the black crape from their so as not to cause her fresh alarm thereby. Pat Malloy had made a splendid leap forward on springing into the water, and he sank beneath the waves only a few feet away from where the young girl was struggling. He was soon on the surface again, and clasping one arm around her waist he struck out for a cove close at hand, telling Tom Bodkin to follow him. He reaphed the little cove and laid the fainting girl on the soft sand and stared down at the pale face, when he sudJlenly started back, crying: The mischief take me, Tom, if it is Miss Dora at all; it is Miss Eva Talbot, as Ifiive." Eva Talbot opened her e:ii:es at the moment, and inquired: "Where am I and what has happened?" "I fear that you were wandering in your sleeJ;>, and--w "Yes, yes," interrupted Eva. "That is an unfortunate habit I have when I go to sleep agitated. But tell me where I am now, please?" "You are in a cove under the cliff." A shmlder over the frame of the young girl, and she felt her wet garments as she inquired: "Did I walk over the cliff?" "I fear that you did; but you see that you are safe now, # a;p.d I hope you are not injured in any way." "Mercy on me, if I don't believe it is my cousin Dora, and "I do not think that I am injured at all. How can I thank I:J,orse as he exclaimed: she moves like one distracted. Dismount and come with me, my boy, and we will leave the horses up here with our friends, as we might frighten her into springing into the sea by the clatter of their hoofs." you for rescuing me?" "Tom Bodkin helped me, you know .. "Don't believe a word of it, Miss Talbot. I didn't you any help at all, as he sprang over after you before I The two young men were soon dashing down the cliff path, could think of it." and as they drew nearer to the female form Tom Bodkin "Let us hasten and get up on the cliff again before the clasped the arm of his friend as he gasped forth: young lady catches cold," said Pat. "Lead the way, my boy, "Heavens alive, it is Dora, and no mistake! The villains at as you must know the path,,and I will escort Miss Eva up after the castle must have driven her mad. Steal along silently you.,, 1 and keep close inside, so as to keep her from going over Tom Bodkin started slowly up, while the others followed the rocks if she turns that way." The two friends did steal along silently, holding their breaths the while, as if fearing to alarm the fair girl by speaking aloud. But, silent as their movements were, their fo
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22 PAT MALLOY. "Here we are at the top of t'he clifl', and our friends are still above waiting for us." iltill holding the hand of the young girl within his own, Pat Malloy reached the top of the cliff with her as he said to himself: "The mischief take me if I wouldn't like to jump in below there every night in the week for such a reward as thatand she is not as stuck up as I first took her to be by any means." After consulting a few moments it was decided that Tom Bodkin should hasten up to where his friends were waiting, and return with a horse, as the young girl said: "I can ride back to the castle without attracting any at: tention, and I do not care to stop at any of the houses near here." The young men had flung off their capes before springing in to the rescue, and they secured them again. On receiving a hint from Tom Bodkin, Pat Malloy told Eva Talbot of the abduction of Julia O'Connor by the gamekeepers and she was fearfully indignant, saying: "I knew that my brother was a wretch, and that Dora Bodkin had a good right to despise him, but_ I never dreal)1ed that he would go as far 1111!1 that. I will Insist on her release at once, and my wicked brother must make amends to the O Con-nors." The young :leilow was then about to speak of. the Intended abduction of Dora Bodkin on the following night, whei;t a dark form sprang upon the cliff, and Pat Malloy's father ap peared before them, crying: "Did I not warn you, young fellow, not to have anything to do with the Talbots You will soon make me mad enough to fling you over the cliff." Begging the startled girl to retreat a few steps behind him, Pat Malloy advanced boldly toward his as he said to him in low but fearless tones: "I want you to know, sir, that I am my own master, and that you must not with me." The old man's brow darkened In a fearful manner, and he clenched his hands as he retorted: "You are your own master, are you?" "Yes, I am, sir, and while I respect you as my father, I must say that I think you are acting In a very strange manner. One thing I will have you know, and that is that you must not injure or insult this young lady in any manner." "Who spoke of Injuring and insulting her?" "You speak as' if you were her enemy, sir." "I am her fath r's enemy, and I don't deny it; but I wouldn't hurt her, for she isn't tQ bl11-me for his acts in the days gone by." "Then why do you blame me for speaking to the young lady after I was fortunate enough to do her a kindness?" The wild glare in the old,. man' s eyes became wilder still and he shook his hands in the most violent manner, as he replied: "Because I want you to clear out from here and not to have anything to do 'with her or her race." Eva Talbot heard every word that was uttered, and she advanced boldly at the moment and faced the old man, as she demanded : "Is my father this young man's enemy?" "He is, and of the deadliest kind," promptly answered the old man. "Why is he his enemy?" "Go and ask him yourself young lady, and ask him why he kept him a prisoner in the old castle for so many lo ng months. Ha, ha, ha! 'Tis little the old villain thought that I would come all the way from America to help to rescue my boy. Take my advice, once for all, Pat Malloy, and away with you from here, or you will curse the hour you didn't mind me." Without waiting for a reply the old man turned suddenly and darted down the path. Tom Bodkin was hastening toward them with a horse at the moment, when a warning cry from the cliff above announced the approach of strangers, and on turning their eyes in the direction of the castle they could perceive a strong party coming toward them. "It is my father and his followers," said Eva. "Hasten away now, please, as I cannot bear any more excitement to-night, and rest assured that Julia O'Connor will be released at once and sent back to her home in safety." "Please warn Dora that there is a plot against her also," whispered / Tom Bodkin. "I will-I will. Fear not but that we will meet again, and all will be well, my good friends." The young girl then hastened away on foot to meet her friends, and the two young men turned to join their own party on the cliff. It was decided to postpone the attack on the castle that night, and also to watch the main road leading from there, as Pat Malloy felt assured that Eva Talbot would keep her promise-as she did, as Julia O'Connor soon appeared in charge of two of the male followers of the castle, and she was escorted to her home by her brother and his friends. The two rascally gamekeepers were taken in charge by the moonlighters, and placed in close confinement for the time, although they protested that they were willing to act in the interest of Pat Malloy and his friends. CHAPTER XIII. THE WAYS OF A NOBLE GIBL. Eva Talbot was given to walking in her sleep only when very much excited on retiring,'and she was seriously agitated tha t night: 'fhe first meeting on the cliff, the assault on her father, the attempted abduction of Dora by her young farmer lover, served to arouse the warm blood of the spirited girl, but there was something else as well, and that something else was Pat Malloy. From the first day of meeting with the young stranger, she became deeply interested in him, and she kept thinking about him until he absorbed nearly all her thoughts. The young girl felt that there was some mystery connected with the youth, she had reason to know that her father and brother were Opposed to him, and she could not help feeling that her own life and fate would be mixed up with his in some way. Although spirited and outspoken enough on most occasions, Eva Talbot hesitated in speaking to her father or brother orl the subject, and she was even reticent with her confidential friend Dora Bodkin. After witnessing the wordy encounter between her f&.ther and the disguised youth in pres e nce of the dragoons, and when Pat Malloy defied the tyrant of the neighborhood, the young girl made up h e r mind to play an active part in the game that was the n going on, and she resolved to speak to her father on the subject on the following day. Being thus agitated on retiring to rest, Eva Talbot was scarcely asleep when she arose and put on her clothes, and then hastened away toward the scene where the last exciting me eting had occurred with Pat Malloy. As the young girl was well acquainted with all the paths and passages leading from the castle, she was able to take her departure in that sound slumber without attracting much attention.

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PAT MALLOY. 23 Dora Bodkin was the first to miss her young friend, as she was also restless and troubled duting the night. When the alarm was given, one of the male servants mentioned that he had seen the young lady leaving the castle, and then walking in the direction of the cliff; and then Sir Rudolph started in that direction with several of his armed retainers. On meeting his -daughter in her wet clothes, the old knight was very much alarmed, but she hastened to inform him th.at she had received no injury whatever. On reaching the castle the good girl at once summoned her brother and said to him: "Oscar, I will not upbraid you now, but I wish to tell you that if you have any hope of winning Dora Bodkin as your bride, you will at once release the innocent young girl who is your prisoner at present." The young wretch attempted to bluster out of the charge by declaring that he knew nothing of the girl, but his good sister at once interrupted him, saying: "If Julia O'Connor is not released and sent home within five minute!? I will appeal to my father and to Dora as well." The young reprobate saw that his sister was in deadly earnest, and he promised to comply with her request, begging of her at the same time to keep the affair a secret from his father and Dora. "Shame on you," said the noble girl. "Is it any wonder that we have rebels and moonlighters in the country when those who should protect and encourage the people only treat them with outrage and cruelty. If I were a man, and a broth-The noble girl wrote a short note during the afternoon, which she dispatched by her faithful maid, and it was addressed to Mr. Richard Bodkin, who was then stopping at hfs nephew's farmhouse. It was quite late in the evening when old Sir Rudolph did return to the castle, and Eva noticed that he was accompanied by some twenty desperate-looking men, all of whom were armed with improved rifles: The girl also noticed that one of the men was a noted detective in the employ of the government, and who had often served her father in his cruel work against the dissatisfied patriots in the neighborhood. Seeking the first opportunity for a private interview, the brave y'oung girl addressed the stern old knight, saying: "Father, I wish to speak to you on an important matter, if you please." Sir Rudolph did not encourage any interference in his affairs by any members of hls' famlly, and he somewhat rudely replied: "What is it now, girl?" "I wish to speak to you about the young man known as Pat Malloy, sir." The old knight bent a fierce glare on the young girl as he demanded: "What do you know about the young rascal?" "Very little, sir. But I like to know why he has been persecuted by your followers?" "Who told you that he has been persecuted by my followers?" er of that girl, I would shoot you down as I would a dog." 'The gentleman you met on the cliff last night, and who is The young fellow tried a little more bluster, but his just known as Richard Bodkin." sister dismissed him, saying: A muttered imprecation burst from the knight, and he bent "Go and release the young girl now, and send her safe to a suspicious glance on his daughter as he again her home, or Ill will denounce you to my father before Dora." "When and where did you meet that old cheat, girl, I would The young man retreated from the room muttering to him-like to know?" self: "He rescued me from the sea last night, sir, and he then. "Hang those as they must have betrayed me. informed me that young Pat Malloy was confined in this What can have become of them I would like to know, as they castle for several months by your cir.ders, and .that you were were to met me tonight. I must release the girl or I still seeking to crush the younG" man." will lose Dora." The old knight was always a little afaid of his noble-mindOscar Talbot did release the young girl, as we have seen, ed daughter, and he now saw that she was very much inter-and he then started out in search of the two gamekeepers. ested in the young stranger. Great was the young man's perplexity on the following Not caring to defy her openly on the subject, and pos-morning when no trace of the missing gamekeepers could be sessing a good deal of cunning, the old knight smiled as he found, and he then began to realize that they had been either asked: frightened away or made prisoners by Julia O'Connor's "And why do you take so much interest in a young rebel, friends. Eva?" Sir Rudolph Talbot was not aware that his 1lon had a)J-"Because I am anxious to know why you should persecute ducted the daughter of his old tenant, or that the two gamehim, sir." keepers had been seized on the previous night. "I did not persecute him. I simply had him arrested beThe old knight had trouble enough of his own without trou-cause I had proof that he can:fo here as an agent of those bling his head much about the'tloings of his rascally son as Irish rebels in America, who are using every means for dehe was fearfully annoyed at the threats made to him by the stroying the landrords of Ireland." old stranger who was representing Pat Malloy. "Then why was he not arrested by the police, sir, and put And yet he did not suspect that that old stranger was the in jail in the usual n:ianner?" brave lad himself, and he was not that the boy's father A cunning smile passed over the old man's face as he re-was in Ireland to aid him. tarted: Sir Rudolph had reason to fear and hate old Malloy above "Because I sa,w fit to treat him as I pleased. The young all the men in the world, and yet that old enemy would be rascal is not an ordinary rebel, and I had reason to know utterly powerless to Injure him in worldly affairs if the young that I could prevail on him to turn informer, and then expose fellow could be put out of the way forever. the secrets of the rascals who are giving us so much trouble Eva Talbot slept soundly after her novel bath, and it was around here at present." late on the following day before she appeared from her bed-The young girl smiled in a sarcastic manner as she re-room. plied: As her father was absent from the castJe at the time, she "And did you succeed, father?" could not speak to him on the subject uppermost in her mind, Another dark --frown passed over the old man's face, and but she did find an opportunity of warning her brother that he ground his teeth with rage as be answered: she was prepared to baffle any unlawful attempt on his part l "I did not, because some wretched traitor, in the castle for securing Dora Bodkin as his wife. aided him in escaping."

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24 PAT MALLOY. The young girl did not speak again for some moments, and her father was about to dismiss her, when she interrupted him, saying: "It seems very strange to me, father, that you should have treated the young man as you did. To be candid with you, the old gentleman I mentioned asserts that you have some private reasons for persecuting the young man." Darker and darker grew the frown on the old knight's face, and he scowled fiercely at his brilliant young daughter as he demanded: "And what if I have? Do you presume to interfere with my private 3.ffairs. Have you the impudence to champion this young rebel as against your own father, I would like to know? You speak of candor, girl. Be candid with me now and tell me what you are aiming at." Eva saw that her father was in a fearful rage, but she was not frightened by his dark looks, and she answered in calm and respectful tones: "Father, I only desire to know the truth. I was informed that you had a private reason for hating the young man, and I could not believe it. I am sorry to hear from your own lips that it is the truth, and I beg of you that you will tell me the cause of your enmity." Fiercer still was the frown on the old man's face, and he pointed to the door as he cried in savage tones: "Leave me, girl, and let me warn you not to interfere in my private concerns. I will also warn you that it is a death struggle between this young cur and myself, and if he suc ceeds the house of Talbot will fall t.o the ground. By all that's good or wicked, he will not succeed. No more on the subject at present, as I have important matters to settle tonight." r Beihg thus dismissed the troubled girl retreated to her own room, muttering: "Hasty as father is, I never saw him in such a terrible rage before." After pondering for some moments on the ominous words uttered by her father, Eva Talbot said to herself: "Who and what can this young man be, and why does father hate him so? Whatever he may be, however, I will keep my appointment "with him tonight." Eva Talbot had scarcely left the library after the exciting interview with her father, when the old knight summoned the great government detective, whose name was Joseph Baldwil/The conversation that ensued between the two men soon turned on young Pat Malloy, and the old knight told of his meeting with the pretended old officer and of his daughter's interference in behalf of the young man. A grim smile appeared on the detective's face as he lis tened to the recital, and when the old knight concluded, he quietly rematked: "And do you not suspect, Sir Rudolph, who that old gentleman really is?" "Why, he is young Bodkin's uncle, of course." Baldwin smiled again and rubbed his hands gleefully, as he remarked: "He must be a clever one." "Who must be a clever one?" "Why, this young Pat Malloy, of course, sir." "What are you driving at, Baldwin?" "Simply this, sir. Young Pat Malloy and old Richard Bodkin are one and the same person." The old knight sprang from his chair with an amazed ex pression, and then struck the table with his clenched fist as he exclaimed: "By all that's wicked, but you are right, Baldwin. What a fool I was not to detect the young rascal before! Can it be possible that my daughter is in the secret all the time?" "Shouldn't wonder a bit, sir." The old knight strode to and fro, stamping his feet with ere he turned to the detective again and demanded: "What is to be done, Baldwin? You are a clever fellow, and you can keep a se.cret." The detective reflected some moments, as if weighing the whole subject over in his mind, before he inquired: "As I understand it, Sir Rudolph, your main object at pres-ent is to seize this young fellow as quietly as possible?" "Yes, yes; that is my main object." "Then I would advise you to watch Miss Eva." "Watch Miss Eva! What do you mean by such a sugges tion, Baldwin?" "You will pardon me, sir, but I have reason to think that your wonthy daughter will soon seek an interview with Pat Malloy, and it is more than probable that they will meet in secret." "The mischief you say!" "Pray, do not be excited, Sir Rudolph, and you will soon see that I am right. "It is perhaps just as well as it is, sir. The young lady has become interested in the young fellow from discovering him in disguise and from hearing that he has been persecuted by you. Let us seize him quietly, even in her presence, and you can then convince her that. he has been arrested and removed by the legal authorities, and for the good of the state." The old knight was delighted with the proposition. About half an hour after Eva Talbot stole out of the castle enveloped in a cloak belonging to her maid, and she her way toward the little cottage near the gate as she muttered to herself: "It is but just that I should meet him and warn him, even though I may never see him again." The young girl stole on by the most secluded paths, gazing back every now and again as if inspired by some secret feeling which told her that spies were on her track. And spies were on the track of the brave girl at the mo ment, as Baldwin and some of his fellows were sneaking along after her, while her father was following in the background. At the same moment Pat Malloy was waiting alone near the little cottage. I CHAPTER XIV. THE MEETING IN THE WOOD. Eva Talbot did not like the part she was playing in stealing from her father's castle to seek an with the young stranger, who was acting in a very suspicious manner, to say the least. If Eva Talbot had her own way that night she would have walked boldly from her father's castle or invited Pat Malloy to pay h "er a visit, but she felt that the young man's safety was at stake, if not his life, and she W'as therefore determined to use all precaution. "I am certain that detective was watching me as I left the castle, but will he have the audacity to follow me unless so ordered by my father? I must be on my guard for the sake of the poor young man." At that mpment the young girl caught a glimpse of a crouching form in the bushes behind her, and she paused in the path not far from the cottage as she muttered to herself: "The wretch is following me. What am I to do, as I fear that it is Pat Malloy they are after, and it would be dreadful if I were the. cause of injury to him." "I will lead the spying wretch a chase for it, we .will

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PAT MALLOY. 25 see if I do not l;iaflle him. Would that I could the young man without betraying myself." Eva was very active and strong of limb, and she pushed on at full speed, laughing to herself as she muttered: "Pat Malloy will be clever enough to avoid them, and I only hope that he saw me coming." Pat Malloy did see the young girl tripping down the path leading to the gate. "She fears that she is followed and she is watching carefully. What a sweet, dear creature she is, and wouldn't I give my life to serve her." When the youth saw Eva darting into the side path he felt for his revolver, as he said to himself: "She sees some one after her, and she is trying to lead them astray. Can it be that !he servant girl has betrayed her to her father?" When Pat Malloy saw Baldwin and five or six of his fel lows sneaking into the side path after the young girl, he was at a loss how to act at the moment. He then resolved to llict as a spy on the spies by following :after them for the time. The detective was the first to enter the path, and when he saw that the young girl was flying away from him at full speed, he stopped suddenly as he said to himself: "'She has taken the alarm somehow, and she is not going to meet the young fellow now. As I see through her game, we will watch for them around here." The detective then retraced hi!J steps, and he soon met Sir Rudolph, to whom he said:. "The young lady must have noticed us, as she has darted awayat:hrough the side path." "But why don't you follow her?" asked the old knight. "Because I feel certain that the person she came to meet is not far from here at present. If we keep quiet, sir, and hide here among the trees for some time we can pounce on them." "Very good, Baldwin; but don't let the young rascal escape you on any account." The young rascal in question was listening to the words thus uttered, as he was crouched behind a tree. "You won't take me this night, Sir Rudolph, and I'll meet your daughter in spite of you." Pat Malloy only waited to observe the detective placing his men, and then muttered: "Yes, the servant girl mue:t have betrayed us and the old knight is after me again. Would to heaven that my father would speak out, and then I would know better how to act against the old tyrant who seems to hate me so much. Now to try and find Eva." Eva Talbot kept on for some time, moving as swiftly and as silently as possible, while sh. e kept listening the while for the sound of footsteps behind her. Not hearing any signs of pursuit behind her, she muttered to herself: "'I hope in gtodness the young man saw me and took warning by my actions before they could discover him. Oh, mercy, who are you?" The exclamation burst forth from the young girl as a tall, dark form appeared suddenly before her, but before the stranger could make any reply she had recognized him as Pat Malloy's father. "What brought you here, young lady?" "I came to meet .Your son." "What! You came to meet my son at night in the dark woods of Talbot?" "Yes, I did, sir. I came to warn him that his enemies are after him again, and" also bid J:iim farewell forever, as I hope to be able to induce1 him to leave Ireland as soon as possible." "Do you mean that, young lady?" "Certainly I do, sir." "Why do you take so much interest in the J.ad ?" "Because I believe he has been unjustly persecuted." "Do you know who he really is?" asked the old man. "I only know that his name is Pat Malloy, that you are his father, and that my father desires to get him out of his way rorever." "That is the truth, Miss Talbot. Did you speak to your father on the subject?" "I did, sir." "Did you inform him that you met me?" "I did not, sir. I do not believe that my father knows anything about you at present, and I am certain that I will not betray you whoever you are." "Not if you knew that I wa8 your worst enemy?" "I would not denounce you unless I knew th:at you intended to kill my father in a stealthy manner, as I know that he is able and brave enough to defend himself against an open foe." "Yes, yes, your father is brave enough and bad enough; but it is not for to run him down to his daughter. Where is my son at present?" "I think he is down by the iron gate near the cottage. I did not meet him as I intended, as I saw that I was followed from the house. If you can warn him that his enemies are on the watch for him at present it would be well." Before the old man could reply, a soft, clear voice neli.r them responded, saying: I am warned, Miss Eva." Then out before them stepped Pat Malloy in a very different disguise. His father and the young girl started a little on seeing him, and a joyous expression escaped from the mouth of the for mer as she said: "Dear me, I am glad that you did not meet those who fol lowed me. I would not know you, I am sure, if it were not for your voice." "'Nor I," said the old man, as he stared at his son. "One would suppose you were a regular play actor." Pat Malloy then addressed his father, saying: "Won't you be good enough, father, to let me speak a few words to this young lady?" "To be sure I. will, and I'll keep watch for you, too, as I know that she is going to advise you for your good. If you hear a cry like an owl make off there toward the road, as it will be a warning from me that our enemies are coming on you." "Good Miss Eva, I am ever so much obliged to you for meeting me tonight, but I am afraid you will get into trouble on my account." "Do not be alarmed about me, as I am not afraid of any one when I know that I am acting for the best." Stm holding the girl's hand clasped within his own, Pat Malloy said: "How was it that you were followed tonight?" "My father .must suspect me, and he has a celebrated government detective at the castle now, whose name is Baldwin. I spoke to my father about you this evenipg, and I must now warn you that his dislike of you is as deep as ever. Your present disguise is perfect, indeed, but yet I would advise you to leave this neighborhood at once, as your father requests you ' I would like to do as you say, Miss Eva, but I cannot give up the fight in that manner. I have sworn to myself to remain here until I hear from my mother, and here I will re main!" "But why do you wish to struggle against my father?" Pat Malloy then hastened to pive a truthful account of his adventures from the time of his landing in Ireland, and he concluded by saying:

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26 FAT MALLOY. "You can now see, good Miss Eva, that I would be a regu-The warm-Iiearted girl returned the salute as she eagerly lar coward if I cleared out before I heard from my mother." responded: "Will you leave here if your mother requests you to do so "And I will never forget you, you may be certain. Fly now again?" "I don't know that I would, young lady." "Would you not obey your good mother?" "I would do so on one condition only." "What is that?" I must first learn the cause of your father's enmity, and then I will decide whether it is best for us all that I should 'remain here to struggle against him or return to America again." "But won't your own father tell you the secret cause of that enmity?" "He hesitates to do so. As you may perceive, my father is not in his right mind. I never could understand him in America, and he puzzles me now more than ever." The young girl reflected for a few moments, and she then loolcetl the young man full in the face, as she blUJttlY in quired: "Do you think that he is really your father?" Pat Malloy started on hearing the question, as it had often been suggested to hhnselt, and more particularly since his imprisonment In the old castle, and during the last three or four days. Regarding the young girl with o ne of his pleasant smiles Pat candidly replied: "On my word, Miss Eva, I have often thought that he was not my father, as my mother was not suited for him at all, and he was always rough and harsh to me." "Do you imagine that your mother will come here to Ireland after you?" ''I have thought of that also; but she referred to ;ome solemn vow she had taken against returning to her native country until a certain event occurred, and she is not the one to break her vow, unless she believed that she could save my ilife." "Can you imagine what that event may be?" "The death of my father. It looks to me as ff the return o f my father to this country may change her mind, and I wrote to her about him." "Have you any idea why your father hates my father so much?" "I can only imagine that my father was a tenant on this estate when he was a young man, and that your father treated him in a cruel manner." "There must be something more than that.'' on your life!" Pat Malloy hastened away after his father, and the young girl darted up toward the castle as she muttered to herself: "The poor, dear fellow! I wonder if I will ever see him again. Now to baffle them by getting in without their seeing me. I can hear the dogs now, and I onl hope that they will follow on my track.'' Sir Rudolph Talbot had a pack of dogs which had some of the bloodjlound in their breed, and they were trained to hunt down the poachers and outlaws who sometimes infested the dense woods around the castle. Three of those dogs were now bounding through the wood on the scent of young Pat Malloy, as they had traced him after finding his horse near the cottage. Pat and his father had not proceeded far, when they heard the baying of the dogs; the old man turned to his son, saying: "I suppose your friends are nearby." "They are, sir." "Then we will out on the road and get to them. Can you run as fast as ever?" "I think I can, sir.'' "Then se& if I can't beat you.'' Young Pat Malloy was a splf"ndid runner, yet he had to do his best to keep his father within sight in the dark wood. When they reache d the old wall the old man paused and listened, and he soon f;aid: "The dogs are away after the young lady, and we are safe here for the present. Has she persuaded you to leave Ireland at once?" "She has not, sir.'' "Then you won't go?" "I will not, sir; and I want to tell you right here that there is no use in talking to me on that subject until you tell m e why Sir Rudolph Talbot wants to put me out of the way." "I can't tell you anything about it, you mad, stubborn boy, as it isn't my secret." "Whose secret is it then, sir?" "Whether I know it or not, I will. never tell it to you without she gives me leave.'' 'Why can't you tell me?" "Because I took a solemn oath that I would never mention it to a living soul, and I must keep it. As I told you before, mad boy, you will be the death of me if you don't leave this The signal agreed on was heard at the moment, young girl said: and the place.'' "Away to the road at once, as I fear that father's people are coming now." "Yes, and they have the dogs on your scent, said old Mal loy, as he appeared suddenly before thel)l. "They have found your horse up near the cottage, and they are coming this way now. Come away wjth me and you will see that I can hide you in the dark woods of Talbot.'' CHAPTER XV. PA'f MALLOY IN HIS NEW DISGUISE. "Then why don't you leave here yourself father?" "Because I can't while you are around. Don't be bothering me now, but let us get away to your friends.'' The old man sprang over the wall as he spoke and his son W'as soon beside him, saying: "What am I to do about the horse, as it belonged to Tom Bodkin?" "Let Tom Bodkin get it back, then. "I'm blamed if I am not going to get that horse back .tonight if I die for it.'' And without waiting for his father's sanction in the wild enterprise he the impetuous lad sprang over the wall into the wood again. The old man darted after him and seized him by the shoul-ders, crying: Old Malloy darted on through the woods, waited to embrace the beauti\ul young girl, pered into her ear: but Pat Malloy ''You are mad entirely. If you go ip. there after the horse while he whisnow, you are lost forever. Tom Bodkin can get him again in "Dear Miss Eva, I will never forgl)t you the longest live.'' day I the morning by sending for him.'' "Tom Bodkin is not going to get into a scrape with Sir Rudolph Talbot on my account," replied the young man, in

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PAT MALLOY. 2'1 determined tones. "Let me go, father, as I ins!st that I am my own master now 1 The half crazy old man clutched Pat :fiercely, as he hissed forth: "I have a good mind to knock you senseless and take you away to your friends." As if fearing that the old man would put the threat into effect, Pat Malloy broke away from him with a desperate effort, and darted away toward the cottage. The horse which had been found by Sir Rudolph's followers was the same good animal which he rode over the gap on a former occasion, and he knew that Tom prized him very much. The mere fact of the horse being found in the woods 1of Talbot would direct suspicion against the young farmer, and it is very probable that the old knight would hold him for trespassing. "The mad boy is bound to be his own ruin, and his mother will curse me for not saving him. Oh, if she would only come to Ifeland before they kill him on us, I would then have my revenge and I could die happy." Young Pat Malloy did not have the slightest idea as to how he should regain 'his horse after darting away from his fa ther, but he grew calmer as he ran along, and he soon formed a plan which he determined to put into effect, if possible. On nearing the gate he advanced more cautiously, and he soon perceived the horse standing near the cottage in charge of two men. Drawing back for some distance, the bold fellow stole out on the road again and flung himself down in the dust as he said to himself: "I'll try the runaway dodge on them. As the horse was well trained, Pat Malloy had left him quietly grazing in a small near the cottage, knowing that he would come at his call at any time. There was a light in the cottage as the young fellow approached the gate, and he raised his voice aloud, crying: "Hallo, in there." "What do you want?" demanded one of the men holding the horse. "That's my horse you got in there, I think. The rascal ran away with me a couple of miles beyond here and gave me an ugiy fall. Ope. the gate and let me have him, please." "We can't open the gate, as we haven't the key. If you want your horse you had better come in after him, sir." "Very well, my good feilow." Pat ran along until he found a broken place in the wall, and he then sprang into the park, crying: "I hope the rascal is tamed down now, but how in the mischief am I goin g to get him out of here?" "You will have to jump him back over the wall." Putting his hand in his pocket, Malloy drew forth some silver and ha'ilded it to one of the men, saying: "I am much .obliged to you for catching. the horse, and he must have got in here through the broken wall along the road." The young fellow had retained his riding whip, and down it fell on the man who held the bridle, as Pat cried: "How dare you rascals try to stop ip.e from taking my own horse?" The other man was endeavoring to pull Pat from the sad dle, when out from behind the cottage darted a tall figure, and then a well known voice fell on the _young ear cry ing: "I'll fix the rascals, and out over the wall with you as fast as you can." "It was Pat's father who thus spoke, as he did so he let fly with a club which he held in his hal}d, and down went the young man's assailants as if tl!ey had been mere playthings in his hands. Pat turned to the gate again, just as Baldwin and three or four of his men dashed down the path toward them. The old man saw that the. daring youth was about to face the horse over the gate, and he sprang at the bridle and turned the animal out of the path, crying: "Do you want to kill yourself and the 'horse going over the gate on such a dark night as this? pome along this way and we will find an easy place to get out." The old man darted ahead along the wall, and Pat galloped after him, while Baldwin sang out: "Pull up there, or we will fire!" "Fire and be h'anged to you, as t atn only taking my own horse that ran away with me." "I give you fair warning again, and I will fire if you don't stop this minute." A mocking laugh was Pat's only reply, and that laugh was heard by Sir Rudolph Talbot as he was hastening after ie others, and he cried aloud: "Fire on the rascal, and sM that your aim is c6rtatn.'' Old Malloy heard that order, and wild was his toice as it rang out in the wood, crying: "My aim will be certain one of those days, Sir Rudolph Talbot, and you will be my mark!" CHAPTER XVI. COMING TO A CRISIS. Pat Malloy and his father were soon out on the road and hastening toward where they had left their friends in ambush, while on after them pressed Sir Rudolph and his detectives in vain pursuit. On hearing the shots fired in the wood Tom Bodkin and hi!l companions hastened in the direction, but they were too late to take part in the affray. Being perfectly satisfied with the night's work so far, Pat Malloy made up his mind to retire from the scene on meeting his friends, and he turned to his father to request him to accompany him, when he discovered that the old man had again disa peared in dark woods of Talbot. On reaching the farmhouse that night It was a!ialn decided that Pat Malloy should change his disguise, and on the next "As we caught the horse in the park, you must wait, until you see Sir Rudolph Talbot." morning he appeared about the farmhouse as a common la s1r,1 borer. Pat Malloy felt that it was time for prompt and vigorous action, and, drawing back suddenly, he let fly at the two fel lows with his right and left, and they both went sprawling to the gtound. They were on their feet again aimost on the instant, how ever, and just as the active youth sprang up on the saddle. Yelling for assistance one of them seized the bridle while the other made a grab at Pat's leg as he yelled out: ,;Help, help, and we have got him!" The persevering youth was engaged around the stables when his friend came out and informed him that an old woman wished to see him in the kitchen. Pat Malloy entered the kitcl).en as if in search of something there, and he cast a careless glance at the old woman, who was seated at a large fire, as he said to her: "A fine day, my good woman." The old woman started on hearing the voice and inquired in very cautious tones:

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28 PAT MALLOY. "Are we alone here:?" "What brought you here in this trim, my--" "Hush, hush, and don't speak so loud," interrupted the old woman. "Are you certain that w e cannot be overheard 1here1" "I am very .certain that there are none but friends around here, and that you can speak freely. What's wrong at the castle, my dear young lady that you should come here in that disguise?" The old woman was no other than Eva Talbot herself, and Ma.Uoy could see that she was in an extreme state of agitation. "Everything is wrong," she replied. "My father knows that I met you in the wood last night, and he is furious with me.,, "I am sorry for that," ans>\ ered Pat, as he seized the hand of the beautiful girl. "How did you manage to come here at all?" "My n::taid helped me, and so did Dora. I came to warn you that you will be arrested today for assaulting the_ game keepers in the wood last night. The fellows were detectives, but they are pretending to be gamekeepers now, and they are very bitter against you." Pat smiled as he replied: '.'I think I am able to defy them. Would you know me in this disguise Eva?" "I would know you in any disguise when I hear your voice I also want to tell you that you ,and your friends are accused of making away with two of the old gameke e p e rs, who have been missing for two days. Detective Baldwin and his fel lows a,re out after and you may expect them h ere at an:y momeni." "Let them rascals come and find me if they can; bilt I want to ask you about yourself "Oh, is furious with me for daring to meet you, and he is send me away to England with Dora Bodkin this very day." "And don't you want to go?" "Why should I want to go, you great rogue when I am dying to remain here and see what comes of all this plotting and mystery about you?" "Did your father give you any hint why he is so down on me, young lady?" / '"He did not, but I have made inquiries of an old woman who has been living in the castle all her life, and though she wouldn't tell me much, I think I have a clew to the mystery. "Will you f' tell me what the clew is, my dear young lady, if :vou can?""' "I dare not tell you anything about it, as I would be betraying my ow!l father." Tom Bodkin entered the kitchen in an excited manner at the moment and cast a suspicious glance at the old woman, while he beckoned Pat Malloy aside and hurriedly whispered to him: I The brave girl recovered her full courage and she took the seat by the fire as she answered: "I do not fear fol myself, but I dread father meeting with Mr. Malloy again." "Don't trouble aboutme, my dear girl, as I am able io take care of myself." The two young men then strolled out toward t.he stables, and they could see Rudolph and his party riding up the lane to the farmhouse. Detective Baldwin was riding beside the old knight as they approached, while his men behind him were keeping a sharp looko_ut, as if tyuard against any one escaping from the premises. Sir Rudolph rode on until he reached the gate, and Tom \ Bodkin flung it open as. he cried in sarcastic tones: "Welcome Sir Rudolph. Why am I honored with such a visit this morning??" "We are here after that young rascal you are harboring, Bodkin, and I can tell you that you will get into very serious trouble if you. do not give him up. I have a 'Wnrrant to search all your premises, and you will resist me at your peril." "Sir Rudolph, I am not in the habit of harboring rascals, and I have no intention of resisting you and the fellows with you You are at liberty to search where you please, but I warn you that you not offend or insult any of my peo pie The great detective 'sprang from his horse also, and entered the house by the kitch.en, three of his men following him, while the others behind rode toward the stables and outhouses. About a dozen of his men remained on horseback in the yard, as if ready to give pursuit should any one attempt to escape from the _premises. Sir Rudolph also dismounted, as he said to young Bodkin: I am satisfied that the rascal known as Pat Malloy is concealed around here, and--" A cry from the detective in the kitchen interrupted the spee c h, the old knight hastened to the door, crying: "Have you got the rascal, Baldwin?" "I think I have, sir," answered the detective, as he dragged the pretended old woman out of the kitchen. I am certain that this is the rascal, and you drag off the hood Sir Rudolph." The old knight sprang forward a!d seized the hood on his daughter's head, while young Bodkin stepped forward to inter fere, as he cried: "Have a care, Sir Rudolph, ho"'. you molest any one in my house." A cry of astonishment and rage burst from the old man as he recognized his daughter, while the detective drew back as if ashamed of the part he had played in the exposure. Stamping with rage and shaking his clenched fist, he de manded: "What is the meaning of this masquerading, you wretched girl?" "Sir Rudolph Talbot and a lot of his men are riding this "Father, you are aware what I said to you last night, and I way, and I think that they are after you. Who is that old now tell you that I came here in this disguise to warn young woman?" "She is a friend." "Oh, gracious me, what shall I do if my father discovers me her.e?" "Miss Elva Talbot!" exclaimed Toll} Bodkin. "What In the mischief brings you here?" "The young lady came here to warn me that they are after me," ianswered Pat Malloy. "You must manage to keep her from her father, my good friend "Take your seat there again, Miss Eva, and compose your self. I did not know you in your very clever disguise and I am sure your father won'.t if he does not hear your voice." Malloy that you were after him." "I will disown you, miserable girl." While this scene was being enacted Pat Malloy left the sta ble and he was approaching the group around the y oung girl when Detective Baldwin sprang at him, crying: "This is our prisoner." "Kill the rascal if he resists," cried Sir Rudolph Pat Malloy did resist, and Tom Bodkin sprang to his aid also. Four or five of the young farmer's followers ran out of the stable to assist their young master, but the detectives on horse back pointed their revolvers at them, crying:

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PAT MALLOY. 29 "Stand back or we will shoot you down!" After a but fierce struggle Pat Malloy broke away from the detectives and sprang on one of their horses, as he cried: "You will never drag me back.to that infernal castle again." The brave lad was then about to face his horse out through the gate, when a closed carriage drawn by two horses drove furiously into the yard, and out from it sprang a woman wear-ing a heavy veil. The woman sprang before them and cried in thilling tones: "Villains, do not murder my son before my eyes. Sir Ru dolph Talbot, the hour has come when justice must be done. Do you know me?" Sir Rudolph gasped out: "My cousin's wife!" Pat Malloy sprang from his horse and ran to embrace the strange woman as he cried: "Dear mother, did you come to Ireland?" "Yes, yes, my son, and the hour is coming when I can speak freely at last." "You can soo speak now!" cried a hoarse voice from the carriage, as a bent figure tumbled out of the vehicle into the yard. That bent figure was Pat Malloy's father, and as he lay stretched on the ground all present could see that he was in a dying state. Pat Malloy and his mother sprang to raise the head the dying man, who glared fiercely at Sir Rudolph Talbot, as he groaned forth: "Cousin Rudolph, your men shot me in the wood last night when I was saving my son I meant to kiil you before I died, for you have been the cause of my life-long trouble, but I leave my son to avenge me. Dear wife, I will soon be dead, and then you can speak freely. See that justice is done to my son and to the scoundrel who robbed me and you." The dying man gasped for breath, his head fell back on his wife's breast, and all was over. Sir Rudolph stared at the dead and the living as he gasped forth: "It is my cousin Philip!" Pat Malloy's mother glared up at the old knight, ,and then kissed her husband's lips ere she exclaimed: "Yes-yes, Rudolph Talbot, this is your cousin Phili1J, the rightful owner of your title and estates, which you robbed him of. Thank heaven, I came here in time to save his son, my own dear boy, and now my lips are sealed no longer." The old knight drew back as if gasping for breath, and he would have fallen had not his daughter sprang to his suppor ( as she cried: "What is the meaning of all this, father? Send those men away, as I am certain that you will not need their aid now Tom Bodkin saw that the old knight was about to faint with agitation, and he sprang to his support, crying: "Help me to take him into the house, some of you. We don't want any strangers around here." The last words were addressed to Baldwin and his fellows, and the old knight gasped forth: "You can go now, Baldwin." CHAPTER XVII. PAT MAI.LOY HEARS THE SEORET. "Will I proceed now, Rudolph Talbot?" The woman heretofore known as Mrs. Malloy addressed the question to the old knight, as he was seated in an easy-chair :-:=--_:......---== === in the best room in the farmhouse, about an hour after the detectives had left the Eva Talbot, young Pat Malloy, Tom Bodkin and his mother were also present and in an inner room lay the dead body of the man who was known in America as old Pat Malloy. The old knight was as pale as death, and he gasped forth his reply in feeble tones, saying: "Yes, proceed now and tell the whole story, as I am sick and tired of the suspense I have endured since I learned that your son was in this neighborhood." "How did you know that he was my son?" asked Mrs. Mal loy. "Because he is the dead image of his when we were boys together," replied the old knight. "Besides, I saw that locket he wears while he was lying asleep, and then I was certain of it. Tell your story, woman, and let us be done with the wretched business." "It may be just as well to tell you all that I am the daugh ter of a respectable merchant who lived in Publin years ago. When I was only a young girl I met a young student of Trin ity College in my native city, and I fell in love with him. "Although he was a gentleman born, and his father was a knight and owner of large estates here In Galway, Philip Tal bot was a rough, good-natured, passionate young man himself, and he was more given to fox hunting, horse racing and such sports than to any of the finer accomplishments pertaining to the young men of the day. "Yet I loved the rough, good-natured student for all that and two years after meeting him we were secretly married'. The only one who knew of that marriage was my maid, who is since dead, and Rudolph Talbot here, who is my husband's first cousin. .. "Soon after our marriage my husband took me to live in a cottage not many miles from here, as he declared that his father had threatened to cast him off if he did not wed a cer tain young lady living in the neighborhood .. "One day my husband came to me in a great state of ex citement, declaring that he had killed a man in a quarrel while out hunting, and that he would be certainly hung if the officers caught him. "He also told me that the only witness to the quarrel was Rudolph Talbot, his cousin, and while he was yet speaking that person entered our cottage." Mrs. Malloy, as we will continue to call her, cast a piteous glance at Sir Rudolph at the moment, and he shook his head impatiently saying: "Go on with your story, madam, and tell the worst you can about me." "I will not tell ian I can, sir, for your daughter's sake there. It will be sufficient to say that my husband was pre vailed upon by you to fiy to England with me under an as sumed name. My husband swore that he would never return to Ireland again, and that he would never <-'I.aim the tjtle and estates of Talbot, if .his cousin would keep his secret." "He didn't keep his oath," groaned the old knight, "and you didn't either, woman "I did keep my oath, Rudolph Talbot," answered Pat's mother, in stern tones. "If you remember, I only: swore tQ.at I would never declare who I was while my hsband lived, and that even then I would be silent if you treated my son in a proper manner." "Yet you sent him here to spy on me," retorted the old knight. "I did not do anything of the kind; sir." "Then why did he come here?" "I came here by mere accident," answered Pat Malloy. "And would I not be justified in breaking the oath," cried Mrs. Malloy "when I heard that you imprisoned my son in

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30 PAT MALLOY. that old castle, and that life?" you even threatened to take his cast ashore on the Irish coast a merry gathering assembled in the old Talbot Castle, which was brilliantly illuminated "I only wanted him to baffied old man. leave the country,'' answered the "And y o u didn't succeed," replied Pat Malloy, with a defiant smile. Speaking for the first time during the interview, Eva Talbot addressed her father, saying: "Do I understand, father, that this young man's father was the rightful owner of your title and estate?" The old man groaned again ere he answered: "He was; Eva; but he assigned all his rights over to me on condition that I would keep his secret about the murder I witnessed. I the next heir after him, and he was actually dead in her eyes of the law, as he would have been hung if I had betrayed him. As I did not hear from him since he went to England with his wife and child, I believed lhat they were all dead long ago The woman known as Mrs. Malloy cast a stern glance at the old knight as she said to him: "Do not forget, sir, that you sent the officers of the law after' us in England, and that you compelled us to fi'y to America. My poor husband was rough and passionate, but you know right well that he did not intend to kill that man that day in the hunting field." "That wouldn t save him from the gallows at any rate," retorted the old knight. "My husband suffered enough for his crime, as he never spent a happy day since, as my son here can tell you." "We will not speak of that now, mother," said Pat Malloy, as he bent his eyes on the old knight, "and let us come to a n understanding." "What understanding can we come to?" demanded Eva's father. I f I understand right," answered Pat Malloy, "I am the l eg a l heir to the title and estates now held by you." "That is the truth, my son, and I have the documents to prove it." "There is no use in our fighting about this business sir, and though you have tried to injure me, I am perfectly willing t o forgive and forget on one or two conditions." "What are your conditions, young man?" I a m perfectly willing that you keep on holding the estate u ntil y ou die, providing that you promise me to give me Eva here as my w i fe." The old man shrugged his shoulders and replied: I suppose you have both set your hearts on that?" "I think we have, sir. Are you willing, Eva?" "I sm perfectly willing, indeed." "Then I supp o se I must consent," grunted the old knight. "Wh a t m ore d o y o u require?" "I r equest that y o u give permission to 'fom Bodkin here t o marry D ora, his cousin." "Well well, I suppose that I must consent to that also " I n the meantime," continued Pat Ma;lloy, "you must give m e h a l f the reve n ue of the estates until you die, and then I w ill take possession. Besides that, you must send your rasrascall y son out of the country, as he is a disgrace to us all. If you refuse, mother and I will at once take steps for claim ing our rights." The old knight was compelled to submit to the terms thus for the occasion. Sir Patrick Talbot, heretofore known as Pat Malloy, was celebrating his twenty-first birthday that night and all his frjends and tenants wei:e gathered around him Among those and tenants were Tom Bodki and his fair wife Dora, while Shamus O'Connor and his sister were also welcome guests. On that very. night the beautiful Eva Talbo t became the. young man's wife, while his mother looked on with a smiling face while she said to herself: "This is the happiest night I ever spent in my life, and I only hope that his poor father will see him from the other world, and how proud he would be of the po o r boy who was so long known as Pat Malloy." THE END Read "JACK WRIGHT AND HIS ELECTR IC SEA GH O ST; OR, A STRANGE UNDER -WATER JOURNEY," by N o name," which will 'tie the next n umber '(282) o f "Pluck and Luc .k." t SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any newsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps by mail to FRANK T OUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQUARE, NEW YORK, and yo'Q. will receive the copies you order by return mail. ''HAPPY DAYS.'' T h e Best Illustrated Weekly Story Paper Published. ISSUE D FRIDAYS. 16 PAGES :!?rice fJ Ce:n "ts. OUT TO=DAY .1 OUT TO=DAY! YOUNG 99, THE BOY ENGINEER OR, Bound to Rea.ch the Top, By A L B E RT J. B OOTH, o ffered to him, and he returned to the castle in a very deB t N 470 f H D J d O t b 16 p ressed state of mind, while bis daughter remained at the e g m s Ill o t. 0 appy ays, ssu e e 0 er farmho use with Pat's mother. O n that very night young Oscar Talbot was shot dead by some persons unknown, and his father died in a fit of rage on hearing of the accident. * * * Ab ou t three years after the night on which Pat Malloy was For Sale by All Newsdealers, or will be Sent to Any Ad dress on Receipt of Price, 5 Cents per Copy, by FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union S q uare New York.

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THE LlBEBIY' BOYS OF '76 . -A. Weekly Magazine containing Stories of the American Revolution. By HARRY MOORE. These stories are based on actual facts and give a faithful account ofthe exciting adventures of a brave band of American youths who were al ways ready and willing to imperil their Ii ves for the sake of helping along the gallant cause of Independence. Every number will consist of 32 large pages of reading matter, bound in a beautiful colored cover. LATEST ISS UES: 89 The Liberty B oy s "Jona h"; or, T h e Y outh Who Qu eered" Everything. 70 The Liberty B o y s Decoy; o r Baitin g the British. 71 The L i berty J:loys L ured; or, 'rh e Snare the Eqemy Se t 72 The Liberty "Boys Ransom; or, In the Hand s of the'Tory Outl aws. '13 The Liberty Boy s as S leuth-Hounds; o r Trailing Benedict A rno ld. 7' The Ll),>erty Boy s "Swoop ; or, Scatterin g t h e R e d c oats L i k e C h all'. 75 Th e Liberty Boys' Hot Time" ; or, Livel y Work i n O l d V irgin i a 76 Th e Liberty Boys' Darin g Scheme ; o r Their Plot t o Cap t ure the K i ng's So n 'l'l The Liberty Boys' Bol d Mo v e ; or, Into the Enemy's Country. 'li\ Th e Liberty Boys' Beaco n Light ; or, The Signal on the Mountain '19 Th e I.lberty Boys' Honor; or, The Promise That Was Kept. 80 'rh e Liberty Boys' '"ren Strike" ; or, Bowling the British Over. 81 The Liberty Boys' Gratitude, and How they Showed It. 82 Tbe Liberty Boys and the Georgia Giant; or, A Hard Man to Ha ndle. 83 Tbe Liberty Boy s Dead Line; or, "Cross I t If You Dare!" 8 4 Tbe Liberty Boys "Hoo-Dooed" ; or, Trouble at Every Turn. 85 Tbe Liberty Boys' Leap for Life; or, The Light that Led Them 86 The Liberty Boys' Indian Friend ; or, The Redskin who Fought f o r Ind e pendence. 87 Tbe Liberty Boys "Going It Blind" ; or, Taking Big Chances. 88 The Liberty Boy s B lack Band; or, Bumping the British Hard 89 The Liberty Boys' "Hurry Call" ; or, A Wild Dash to. Save a Frien d 90 Tbe Liberty Boys Guard ian A ngel ; or, The Beautiful ,Mai d of t h e M o untain. 91 The L!berty Boys' Brave Stand ; or, Set Back but Not Defeat e d 92 Th e L i berty Boys "Treed"; or, Warm Work in the Tall Timber. 93 The Liberty Boys' Dare; or, Backing the B ritish Down. 94 Th e Uberty Boys' Best Blows ; or, Beating the British at Benning ton 911 The r ,l b e rty Boy s In New Jersey; or, Boxing t h e Ears of the Brit i s h r ,1on. 96 Th e L iberty Boys' Daring: or. rerty Boys and the Traltqr; or, How They Handled Him 139 The Liberty Boys at Yellow Creek; or, Routing the Redcoats 140 The Liberty Boys and General or, Chasing Cornwallis. J 41 The Liberty Boys In Richmond ; or, Fighting Traitor Arnold 142 The Liberty Boys and the Terrible Tory ; o r Beating a Bad Man. 143 The Liberty Boys' Sword-Fight ; o r Winning with the E n e my's Weapons. 144 The Liberty Boys I n Georgia ; or, Llnly Times Down South. 145 The Liberty Boys' Greatest Triumph ; or, The March to Vic t ory. 146 The Liberty Boy s a n d .the Quaker Spy; or. Two of a Kind. For Sale l:)y All Newsdeal e rs, or w ill be S ent to Any A dd ress o n R eceipt of Price, 5 C e n ts p e r Copy, l:)y l'BANB: TOUSEY, Publisher,, 24 Union Square, New York IF YOU WANT ANY BACK of our Librarie s a n d cannot procure the m from n ew sdeal e rs, t hey can be obt aine d from this office direct. Cu t out and fill In the following Ord e r Bl a n k and send it to us with the price o f the books y o u and we will send them to y ou by return mail. POS'l'AG E STAM P S TARE N 'l'HE SAME A S MONEY . . . ......... ........... ... ........ ... . ....... .... ....... ...... . ... ... ............. ..... ... FRANK TOUSE Y Publisher, 24 Union S q u are, N'ew York . ........................ 190 DEAR Srn-EncloseS. find ..... c e n ts for w h ic h please sen d m e : .. copies of W O RK AN D W I N, N o s .................. ............... ........ ........ .... . . . " W I L D WES T WEEKLY, Nos . ..................... ;, ................................... .. " FRANK R EA D E WEEK LY Nos ............................................... ........ " P LUCK AN D LU CK, Nos ....................................... ........ ............. " SECRE T SE R V ICE, Nos .......... .. ............... . ............... ................. .. " THE LIB ER TY BOY S OF '76 NOS .... .... . ...................... ....... -... .... " Ten-Cent H an d :Books, N o s ............... . . .................................. .. '}Tame .......................... Street and No.,,, . ..... ,,, . ,.,.,, Town,,,, .,., State .... .......... 1i{.

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A magazine Containing Stoiries, Sketehes, ete., Westettn hif e. A.N C>X..X> BCC>U"T. DO NOT FAIL TO READ IT. 32 PAGES. PBICE 5 CENTS. 32 PAGES. EACH lnJ'M:BER IN A HANDSOME COLORED COVER.: All of these exciting stories are founded on facts. Young Wild West is a hero with whom the author was acquainted. Bis daring deeds and thrilling adventures have never been surpassed. They form the ba.se of the most dashing stories ever published. Bea.d the following numbers of this most interesting magazine and be convinced: 1 Young Wild West, The Prince of the Saddle. 132 Young Wild West' Challenge; or, A Combination Hard to Beat. 2 Young Wild West' s Luck; or, Striking It Rich at the HlllL 33 Young Wild West and the Ranch Qween; or, Rounding Up the Cat3 Young Wild West' s Vi ctory; or, The R oad Ag e n t s Las t Hold-wp tie R opers. 4 Young Wild West s Pluc k ; or, B ound t o Beat the B a d Men. 34 Young Wild Weat' s Pony lilxpres1; or, Getting the Mall Through 5 Young Wild West s Best Shot; or, The R esc u e of Arletta. o n Time 6 Young Wild West at Devil Creek; or, H elping to Boom a New 35 Young Wild West on the Big Divide; or, The, Raid of tke ReneTown. gad e s 7 Young Wild West's Surprise; or, The Indian Chi e f s L e gacy. 36 Young Wild West' s Million In Gold; or, The Boss Boy of Boulder. 8 Young Wild West M i s s i ng; or, Save d by an India n Prince ss. 37 Y oung Wild West Running the Gantlet; or, The Pawnee Chief's 9 Young Wild West and the D etective; or, The R e d Ride r s of the 38 y LastWSlhldot.W d h Range. oung est an t e Cowboy1; or, A Hot Time on the 10 Young Wlld West at the Stake; or, The Jealo u s y of Arletta. Prairie. 11 Young Wild West s Nerve; or, The Nine Go ld e n B u ll ets. 39 Young Wild Wests Rough Rldera; or, Tke Roae Bud of the 12 Young Wild West and t h e T enderfoo t ; or, A N e w York e r In the 40 y R ockwlelsl.d W t D h f Llf Rid h west. oung es s as or e : or, .. e t at Saved $ 13 Young Wild We s t s Triumph; or, W inning A gains t Great Odds. T o .wn. 14 Young Wild West' s Strateg y ; o r T h e Comanc h e C h ie f s Last Raid. 41 Young Wild Wests Big Pan Out; or, The Battle for a Silver Mine. 15 Y oung Wild West' s Grit; or, The G host of Gauntl e t G ul ch. 42 Young Wild West and the Charmed Arrow; or, The White Lily of 16 Young Wild W est' s Bi g Day; or, The D o ubl e W eddin g at Weston. the Kiowas. 17 Young Wild West's Great S c h eme or The Buildi n g o f a Railroad 43 Y oung Wild Wests Great Round Up; or, Corrallng Ranch 8 Y Wild W d 'R 'b Raiders 1 oung est an the Train ob ere; or The Hunt for the 44 y WI Id w st' s Rlfl Ran T alll B dlt Kl Sto l e n Treasure. oung e e gers' orb r ng a an ng. 19 Young Wild West on His M ettle; or, F our A gainst Twenty. 45 Young Wild W est and the Russian uke; or, A Lively Time on 20 Young Wild W est's R a n ch or The R e n e g a d e s o f Rile y s Run M ountain and Plain. 21 Young Wild West on the Trai l ; or, Outwitting t e R edsk ins: 46 Young Wild West on the Rio Grande; or, Trapping the Mexican 22 Y oung Wild W est' s Bargain ; or, A Red Man W ith a White Heart Co i n e r s 23 Young Wild West' s vacation. or A Lively Time at 47 Young Wild West and Sitting Bull; or, Saving a Troop of Cavalry. Ranch. ' 48 Wild West and the Texas Trailers; or, Roping In the Horse 24 West On His Muscle: or, F ighting W ith Nature's se Call, or, The Raiders of Raw H ide 52 Young Wild West and the Arizona Boomers; or, The "Bad Men" of 28 Young Wild West Trapped; or, The Net That Would Not Hold Bullet Bar. Him. 29 Youni Wild We1t'1 Election; or, A Mayor at Twenty. 30 Young Wild West and the Cattle Thieves; or, Breaking Up a "Bad Gang.'' 31 Young Wild West' Mascot; or, The Dog That Wanted a Master. FOR SALE BY ALL NEWSDEALERS, OR WILL BE SENT TO ANY ADDRESS ON RECEIPT OF PRICE, 5 CENTS PER COPY. BY FRANK TOUSEY. Publisher. 24 Union Square. New York. IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our Libraries and cannot procure the m from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this office direct. Cut out and 1l11 in the following Order Blank and send it to us with the price of the books you want and we will send them to you by return mail POSTAGE TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union S q uare New Yor:t. ...................... 190 DEAR Sm-Enclosed find ...... c e n t s f o r which plea s e s e nd me: .... copies of WORK AND WIN Nos ........................................................... " WILD WEST WEEKLY NOS .................................................... . " FRANK READE WEEKLY, Nos .................................................... " PLUCK AND LUCK Nos ......................... -. ............................ " SECRET SERVICE, Nos ......... ............................................ " THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76, NOS ...................... -............ -.......... " Ten-Cent Hand Books, Nos .................................................... N ime ........ ....... Street and No .................... Town .......... State .........

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THE STAGE. No: 31. H<;W T9 .BECOME A SPEAKER.-0(,)ntaJnmgN o 41. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK END MEN'S JOKE teen illustrations, g1vmg the different positions requisite to bec'llm!O !BOOK.-Containing a great variety of the latest jokes used by the a good speaker, reader and elocutionist. Also containing gem s fr@!El :lll'?Bt famous men. No amateur minstrels is complete without a_ll the popular authors of prose and poetry, arranged in the mim3 wonderful little book. simple and concise manner possible. No . 4?. THE ,BOYS OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKER.No. 49. _HOW TO DEBATE.-Giving rules for Conta1!1111g a vaned asso,rtn:ient of speeches, Neio:ro, Dutch bates, outlines for. qu_estions for disct:Jsion, and th l@r;t;(< Irish Also er:d mens Jokes Just the thing for h o me amuse-sources for procurmg mformat1on on the questkms given. IDent and amateur shows. No. 45. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK l\IINSTilEL GUIDE SOCIETY. 'I.ND J OKE BOOK.:--Something new and very instructive. E very, No. 3. Ff;OW TO FLIHT.-The arts and wiles of @If, -.oy should ob tam this book. as it contains foll instructions for orfully by this little book .. Besides the variolls methoda {amzmg an amateur mmstrel troupe. lrnLdkerchief,_ fan, glove, parasol wmdow and hat flirtation it OO!fr. No. 65. l\1 JOKE_8.-;-Th!s is one of the most original '.ams a foll list of the language and sentiment of flowers, fiu O ke ever puhhshed, and 1 t 1s bnmful of wit and humor. It mteresting to everybody, both old and young. Yon cannot be a large collection of songs, jokes, conundrums etc. of without one. -Jrerrence Muldoon, the great wit, humoris t, and practical' of 4. IIOW _TO DANCE is the title of a new and handslf and friends. It is the TABLES, POCKET COi\IPAN.ION A!\D GUIDE. -Giving t ]i"l!atest book <'ver published. and there's millions (of fun) in it. official distances on all the railroads of the United States llllllLl N o o 20. HOW TO ENTEJRTAIN AN EVEJNING PARTY.-A Canada. Also table of distances by water to foreign por.ts b!M(j S llfll'Y valuable little book just published. A complete compendium I fares in the principal cities, r epoi'ts of the census, etc., 'i!tc0 maki!!l[J games, sports, card div ersions, comic r ecitations, etc., suitable it one of the most comp! Pte and handy books published i
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CONTAINS ALL SORTS OF STORIES. EVERY STORY COMPLETE. 32 PAGES. BEAUTIFULLY COLORED COVERS. PRICE 5 CENTS. \ LATEST ISSUES: 246 The Ten Boy Scouts. A Story of the "il d West. By An 21)6 Jack Wright and His Electric Canoe; or, Working In the Hevenue Service. By "l\on a me." 247 Young Hickory, the Spy; or, Man, Woman, or Boy. By Gen'! 207 Give Him a Chance; or, How Tom Curtis Won His Way. By 248 Jas. A. Gordon. Howard Austin. Dic k Bangle, the Boy Actor. By N. S. Wood (The Young A".1erl 208 Jac k and I ; or, The Secrets of King P haraoh's Caves. By can Actor). , 209 Treasure of t h e Aztecs. By Allyn 249 A in the Soudan; o r The Mahdi' s Slave. By How Draper. 210 Jac k Wright's Air and Water Cutter; or, Wonderful Adve ntures 250 Jack Wright and His E lectric Balloon Ship; or, 30,000 Leagues on the Wing and Afloat. By "Noname." Above the Earth By "Noname." 211 The Broken Bottle; or, A J olly Good Fellow. A True Temper-251 '.fhe Game-Cock of Deadwood. A Story of the Wild Nortbwest. ance Story. By Jno. B. Dowd. l3y Jas C. Merritt. 212 Slippe1y Ben; or, The Boy Spy of the Hevolution. By Gen' 252 Harry H ook, the Boy Fireman of No. 1; or, Always at His Post. J tts. A. Gordon. By Ex-Fire Chief W arden. 213 Young Davy Crockett; or, The Hero of Silver Gulch. By An 253 The Waifs of New York. By N. S. Woods ('1.'he Young American Old Scout. Actor). 214 Jack Wright and His Magnetic Motor; or, The Go ld e n City of 254 Jack Wright and His D andy of the Deep; or, Drive n Afloat in the the Sierras. By "Noname. Sea of l'lr e. By "l\oname." 215 Little Mac, The Boy Engineer; or, Bound To Do His Best. By 255 In the Sea of I ce ; or, The Perils of a Boy Whale r By Berton Jas. C. Merritt. Bertrew. 216 The Boy Money King; or, Working in Wall Street. A Story 256 Mad Anthony Wayne, the Hero of Stony Point. By Gen'!. Jas. of a Smart New York Boy. By H. K. Shackleford A. Gord o n 217 "I." A Story of Strange Adventure. By Hl c hard R. 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By A11yn Draper. 268 The Boy Cattle King; or, Frank Fordham's Wild West Ranc h 210 Lor.omotlve Fred ; o r Life on the Railroad. By Jas. C Merritt. Ry a n Old Scout. 231 Jac k Wright and His Electric Air Schooner; or, The Mystery of a 2 60 Wide Awake Will, The Plucky Boy Fireman of No. 3; or, FlgbtMaglr. Ry "Noname." Ing the Flames for Fame and Fortune. By ex-Fire Chief War232 Philadelphia Phil ; or, From a Bootblack to a Merchant. By How-den. ard Austin. 270 Jack Wright and His E l ectric Tricycle; or, Fighting the Stran-233 Custer's Last Shot; o r The Boy Trailer of the Little Horn. By 271 gl ers of the Crimson Desert. By "Noname." An Ohl S cout. The Orphans of l\ew York. A .Pathetic Story of a Great City. 234 Tl1e Rival Hangers; or, The Sons of Freedom. By Gen. Jas. A. By N. S. Wood (the Young American Actor). Gord o n 2i2 Sitting Bull' s Last Shot; or, The Vengeance of an Indian Pollce -235 Old Sixty-Nine; or, Prince of Engineer s. By Jas. C. M erritt. man. 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