Across the continent with a circus; or, The twin riders of the ring

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Across the continent with a circus; or, The twin riders of the ring

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Across the continent with a circus; or, The twin riders of the ring
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Pluck and luck
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PLQCJ< Complete Stories of Adventure. 1111ueiJ Weelllt1-11'11 BubsorlpHon $2.50 per 11ear. 111ntere& 1J11 8econiJ OllJlls Matter at the New York.1 N. Y Poat O..,., November 7, 1898. l!Jtltered acoorlUng to A.ot of Oongreu, ,,. the 11ear lOOl, ,,. the ot1'ce of tne UbrarlM of Oofl,(/reaB, .Washmgto, I). o., bl/ l!'ratlk Xouse11, 24 Unfon Square, Nino York. No. 311. NEW YORK, MAY 18, 1904. Price 5 Cents. I Across The Continent With a Circus; O B I The Twin Riders of the Ring. By Berton Bertrew. CHAPTER I. A. BOMAN HELMET. "Hoop-la! Hoop-la! Thinks he's a mighty slick rider! That's only the third hoop! Bet ten dollars he misses the next! Hoop--la! What did I tell you? Could ride better than that myself!" Thus 'shrieked Happy Joe, the clown attached to Montmor ency's Grand Circus and Menagerie, as he went prancing about the coal black horses, upon which rode two young men in flesh tights-and spangles, vieing each other in the number of paper covered hoops through which they could jump as the circuit of the ring was made. Crack! Crack! The sound of the ringmaster's whip echoed back from the canvas walls of the tent, seeming to curl about the legs of "Happy Joe, the great Australian Clown," as the flaring show bills had him styled, sending him with grinning face, bobbing head and fingers in contemptuous contact with his nose reeling against the rope. "I'll show him how I can ride! I'll show him, ladies and gents!" he shrieked, springing upon the back of a mule with his head toward the tail of the brute. "G'lang, January!. Hoop-la! G'lang! What d'yer soy ter that!" It was "Hoop-la!" in very fact! Whether part of the show or the result of accident, the mule raised her hind-quarters abruptly, sending Happy Joe flying over her head, just as Burt Leroy, one of the twin riders, whose wonderful bareback exploits had rendered Montmor ency's circus so famous throughout the United States, was making his last hoop. Burt took the hoop splendidly, but the clown's mule busi ness caused the horse to shy, and as a consequence the youth ful acrobat found himself plumped upon the sawdust with terrific force. Women screamed, men shouted, boys tried to leap the rope, and would have forced their way into the ring had not the 11harp cracking of the master's whip driven -them oack. Instantly Rob Leroy checked the speed of his horse, b o unded to the earth a n d sprang toward bis brother, n ot! reaching him, however, before the lithe figure of the fallen rider had reassumed the upright-,unharmed. Hand in hand the twin brothers stood bowing gracefully, while the tent rang with deafening cheers. It was the las. t act of Mr. Montague Montmorency'!> Grand Consolidated Circus and Menagerie, and the audience, which had gatherep ,beneath the great tent spread upon the vacant lot at the corner of Eleventh avenue and Seventy-sixth street, in the city of New York, began pouring out. Lights were being extinguished, horses led to quarterseven Happy Joe, the cl o wn, known in every-day life as Pat Riley-had taken his departure from the ring. "Confound you for a cl umsy idiot! What the mischief did you mean by making a miss of it that time?" roared Winchell Hill, the ringmaster, approaching Burt Leroy with darkened countenance the moment the "greenrqom" behind the canvas was reached. "I'll lam ye! You ain't fit to ride muleback! Take that, an' see if it'll teach you to loot where you drop next Ume!" And the irate ringmaster, who was a tremendous tyrant, aimed a brutal blow at young Burt Leroy, which would to a certainty have knocked him senseless had not Rob, his brother, with well-directed aim, taken the bully squarely in the nose, sending him sprawling on his back. "Don't you dare to strike. my brother! It wasn't his fault." The ringmaster, rubbing his damaged proboscis, was op. his feet in an -instant, and, a8-a matter of course, in a towering rage. "I-I'll kill you, Rob J.eroy!" "Pooh! I ain't afraid. You'll have a better chance. Suppose you undertake the job now?" But Winchell Hill, like all petty tyrants, an arrant coward, showed no disposition to undertake the job. Instead, he broke out with a perfect torrent of foul abuse, which was ory checked by the sudden appearance among them of Mr. Montmo rency himself. "Here, here, what's all this row about?" he exclaimed. "I won't have any such goings on as this in my circus. Mr. Hill,

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.. ,_. ,.._,_,._, ... ': ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A OlROUS you neecl to exeri:isll pontrp-J pvl)r Yllrself. youllg gjln tlemen, you may come with me." "There goes Jimmy Spratt and his pets," sneered the clown, as the circus managjlr aq the twi qif!appeareq behind a piece of flapping which divided the private apartments of the formjlr frqr the gnumroom. "i woMp't stlj,nd it if I were you, Mr. Hill, being stuck one side for them two upstarts. Upon my soul, it's a shame! The ringmaster rubbed his nose, and for an instant stared at the 'clown in silence. "Pat," he whispered presently, "I don't propose to stand it. Mark my words, them two boys will have cause to remember \' this-you'll see." Meanwhile q1.1itfl a different i;cene wai; peing enacteove all the roar of the infuriated peast. Amid all tljis chao& Burt Leroy seemed to Pe the only one to keep lljs \lead Unless, indeetl, it was his brother who, having stood nearer the door a little to one side, had bepome entangled in thii frightened crowd of 9en anq boy& powerless to act. When the ringmaster entered he l'lad still carried his !orig whip in his hand, whicb he had spffered to fall UPPn tbe ground at the tiger's spring. "Save II1e! My Gqd, will nP qne saye me!" Thus frolJl the blanchell lins of the rqstrate :q:iau tile a:ii peal for help went llP It touched one brave heart if it toucneq no otJier.

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ACROSS 'l'KE CONTINENT WITH A OIRCUS 3 Forgetting the cowardly attack made upon himself by this very man but a short while before, Burt Leroy seized the whip and sprang forward toward the tiger, who seemingly hesitated, now that his prey was actually Within his grasp, pressing one huge paw upon his upturned breast, atid giving vent to the most deafening roars. Crack! Crack! Crack! Three times in quick succession the lash of the whip de scended, coiling itself around the striped back of the enraged feline. It was enough. With a louder roar than had yet been heard, the animal, releasing Winchell Hill, flung himself about, facing its .antagonist, lashing the earth furiously with its tail, -and crouching for a spring. Burt Leroy never winced. With his eye fixed firmly upon that of the tiger, his manly young form displayed to its highest advantagr in his suit of flesh tights, he held Uie whip aloft menacingly above the brute which he sought to control. Would the power of this untrained eye prove successful? It was to be doubted. What the end might have been none could h,ave foretold, had not Hughes, the beast tamer, at that instant dashed upon the scene. "Clear the doorway!" he shouted. about, and he now stooped to up the Roman helmet which had been dropped at the first appearance of the tiger, falling neglected beneath the table upon whi c h the Jew bad sough.t refuge. Meanwhile Winchell Hill strode from the apartment wlth a highly theatrical air of injured dignity. It seemed to Burt Leroy that slight glances of recognition were exchanged between Mr . Eisenstein and the ringmaster as he passed. "Get your documents ready, EiseQ.stein!" Mr. Spratt, straightening up, helmet in hal).d. "Here's your money, bless me! What does this mean? The money is gone!" "Gone! g9ue!" cried Eisenstein, back from the table. "Gone! gone!" echoed Burt and Rob Leroy, springing to the manager's side. "Gone! Stolen!" breathed Mr. Sprntt, in husky tones, -staring at the empty interior of the helmet. "Burt-Rob! I am a ruined man!" "Perhaps it has fallen out," suggested Rob, dropping to his knees and crawling under the table. But tile money was not under the table. What was more, in spite of the most rigid search of Mr. Spratt, it could not be found at all. Wh.ai had become of it? "Crack! Crack! Crack!" went his whip, while the beast, recognizing his master, groveled at his feet like some huge tame cat. Pale and perspiring the manager stood before his cred.!tor, whose countenance had grown dark as the unavailip.g search time than it takes to tell it all, this little proceeded. Now, in less interruption to the business of the manager of the Grand Con solidated with Mr. Moses Eisenstein was brought to an egd. 1 The doorway was cleared instanter, and the tiger forced into a spare cage brought by willing hands. "Burt, you are a brick-a veritable brick!"' whispered Rob Leroy, admiringly, as he sprang to his brother's side. "Pshaw! It was nothing, Rob. The old brute is on its last legs, its teeth are just ready to drop out. There's noise enough about him, but no fight." "All the same I ve no desire to have him tackle me, and I don t think Winchell Hill has, either. My! but didn't he turn the slick back spring Ute instant the tiger's paws were off of him! Never even thanked you, Burt, for saving his life at the risk of your own." "I don't want his thanks," replied Burt Leroy, proudly. "Winchell Hill is a mean, contemptible fellow. If it wasn't for Mr. Spratt I wouldn't s.tay with the 'Grand Consolidated' twenty-four hours. You and I could get plenty of ments, Rob, and-but hush! Here comes HUI now." Was the surly ringmaster about to thank him? Burt Leroy thought so, but he soon found O'llt his error. "You want to get them tights off and be ready to help with the packing, and blame quick, too," he said, grumpily, as he passed the twins. "We are. here on Mr. Spratt's-business," flashed Rob; "when he is through with us you'll find us on hand." "That don't make no difference, I want--" "Thank heaven you are safe and sound, HUI!" exclaimed Manager Montmorency (otherwise Spratt), bustling in at that moment. "The brute. is safely caged no w, and 1've given Hughes a tremendous blowing up for permitting the van to get into such a condition. You ain't hurt, I hope?" "No-no, thanks to you." "I owe you an apology, Hill, and as soon as I am through with this gentleman I will make it. Where is that helmet? It was thundering careless in me not to have looked out for it, tiger or no tiger. Ah. there it is. under the table. Now, Eisenste1n, let's settle this thing quick." While talking the busy little manager had been bustling He had not tendered his nor except for his first exclamation uttered a word. "Eisenstein, I am all at sea, said Mr. Spratt, feebly, at the same time wiping his perspiring brow. "You'll have to wait until to-morrow-I must find that money and--" "Vait! I shall not vait!" snapped the money-lender, seiz ing his papers and stutnng them into. his pocket. "Dis is fraud-dis is trickery. I don't beleef you ever haf dot monish. You fool me-you set your plame peasts on on me; I'll haf de law on you eef you pay not my monish now-you see." You are crazy, Eisenstein. These boys will bear witness that I speak the truth. I counted the money in their presence only last night. "Huh!You tinlt I peleef your circus trash? You take me for von fool? I haf de SMrifr on you by morning, an' d'on't you forget it. Mebbe dese poys steals de monish-vat's dot to me?" "Get out of this tent, you hook-nosed scoundrel!" roared the. manager, now thoroughly enraged. "I von't get owid! I vant my monish-1 vant--" But the irate remarks of Mr. Eisenstein were foredoomed to a sudden termination. At a sign from Mr. Spratt, Burt and Rob Leroy suddenly. seized him, and, despite of his struggles, hustled him uncere moniously out of the tent. "I'll get sqvare mit you .!" he roared, shaking his fist at Mr. Spratt, whd had followed after. "You can't scheat me-I'll led ypu know dot. I own dis circus now!" CHAPTJllR III. '!'HE FALL OF THE TENT. "Hoop-Ia!" shrieked the clown. "Hoop-Ia--hoop-la;" and Mlle. Zitella, the dashing equestrienne of Montmorency's Grand Consolidated Circus and having made the

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4 ACROSS '11HE CONTINEN'r WITH A OIROUS last hoop of the circuit sprang lightly from her hor s e bowing to the audience again and again amid a furious storm of ap plause. "Ladies and gentlemen!" shouted the ringmaster, will now have the opportunity of witnessing the celebrated Petry brothers in their wonderful acrobatic feats!" And as the five acrobats, in fiesh tights and spangles, bounded into the_ ring, began their performance, the Ting1master retreated behind the canvas partition, flung aside his outer garments, and prepared to don tights for himself. "Horses ready, Rob?" he exclaimed to a youth clothed in the regulation circus riders' suit, who sprang to lend his assistance. 1 All ready, Burt. "Then we haven't a moment to lose, Help me on with these tights like a good fellow. Playing ringmaster and doing the bareback act at the same time requires sharp work, and no mistake." How is this? Is Winchell Hill no longer ringmaster of the Grand Con solidated? had counted it in tneir presence; further than that he could not tell. "Maybe the Jew took it himself whtle they were getting the tiger into the cage," Rob had suggested. And indeed it had alreaQ.y struck Mr. Spratt that way. "I must get out of the state as quick as possible, boys," he said. "If I don't old Eisenstein will serve an attachment ot some kind or other on me as sure as fate. We are billed at Rochester, but I shall break the engagement and move di rectly on to Detroit. By the time we get through with our trip across the continent, if I have luck, I may be in a posi tion to square accounts with Eisenstein. You can bet your life I'll take precious good care never to get into his clutches again." So Burt Leroy became ringmaster. He entered upon his new duties with a will. Once on the lot in Buffalo he threw himself h .eart and soul into the erection of the tent, while Mr. Spratt looked after the arrangement of other details, and when the job was com pleted, Burt felt that was as well done as though ordered by Winchell Hill himself. This was fortunate. Such is the fact. The circus was now in Buffalo, exhibiting on a lot a little By half-past nine a furious thunderstorm burst over the to the north of the tTacks of the New York Central railroad. city of Buffalo, which tried the strength of the tent fastenSince the night of the events of the last chapter, Winchell ings to their utmost. Hill had not been seen by the company he had ruled with The wind blew a hurricane, the rain poured in torrents. a rod of iron, and Burt Leroy, one of the twin riders of the Some of the more timid of the audience beat a retreat into ring, been promoted to the dignity of ringmaster and the storm, but the majority, unwilling to lose the great bare general superintendent in his stead. back race act on four horses, to be performed by those prime The "Grand Consolidated did not wait for the aTrival of favorites, the twin riders of the ring, laughed at theiT pusil the sheriff. lanimous neighbors and remained. What might have been the action of Moses Eisenstein' next "Heavens! Did you hear that crash?" exclaimed Burt Le morning can only be imagined, for when morning dawned all as with. his a;isistance he pulled the spa;ngled the vast paraphernalia of the circus found itself stowed upon shirt over 1 his head. Thats the worst yet. How the special cars and was moving west over t4e Central road. tent tell you what it is, Rob if the old shebang Nor was this other than as had been in.teaded. stands up against this storm I need never feaT to boss a tent-It raising again." was the last n,ight of the exhibition in New York City, and at the time of the happenings upon which we have dwelt, "Of course you needn't, Burt," replied his brother, loyally. preparations for removal were already well advanced. "I'll back you against old Hill any time." What llad become of -the ringmasteT was a mystery. "What do you suppose became of him, Rob? He had walked unceremoniously out of the tent after his "Blest if I can imagine. Got off on a spree most likely. encounter with the tiger, and at the time of the starting of Wouldn't be surprised a mite to have him show up' before we the train, for some unexplained reason, had not shown up. left town." Mr. Spratt was furious. "I'd be mightily disgusted then, let me tell you replied The loss of his ten thousand dollars from the Roman' helmet Burt, who was chalking his shoes. "I'm ringJ:!l.!!Ster now, and had not served to improve his temper. I intend to hold my position. Instead of finding himself in a position to look into his "On in front, Leroy!" shouted the callboy, thrusting his tangled affairs and institute as thorough a search for the missliead into the ing money as he would have liked, the manager was obliged The looked-for signal ha'd come. to take off his coat and go to work, under penalty of disapOut in the tent the audience were in. a fever of expecta-pointing the good p e ople of Buffalo at which city the circus tion. had been billed for appearance next night. The acrobats had already r e tired, and Happy Joe, the clown "Hill is discharged from this moment," he had said to the though doing his best with decrepit witticisms and aged twins. "Burt, you shall be ringmaster if you can fill the posijokes, could not prevent imp!ttient calls for the "twin riders t d 1 of the ring." ion, an m sure you can. While you and Rob are Tiding I'll lend you a hand myself. That cranky vagabond shall "Hurry up for goodness sake!" whispered Mr. Spratt, a pnever work for me again. Thus it came about. But in spite of his rush Mr. Spratt did find time to look again for the money. Every foot of ground within his private apartment in the great tent was gone over but without avail. The trunk was seaTched, and Rob Leroy helped him pull over the great mass of properties, still the money was not to be found. "Are you surt it was in the helmet when you took it out of the trunk?" Burt had ask'ed. Mr. Spratt. was sure. It had been there the nig},lt be fore when taking his twin favoritfiS into his confidence he pearing inside the curtain as Burt was in. the act of mounting. Ready now!" c ried Burt. The word to start was given, and side by side four black horses, guided by Burt and Rob, standing erect in their glitter ing tights, with a foot firmly planted on each, dashed into the ring. At their entrance the audience rose in their seats almost to a man, greeting the favorites with deafening cheers. Around and around they fiew faster and faster, the horses keeping well abreast, those of Rob Leroy being if anything, a little ahead. It was an exciting scene.

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A.CROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIROD ;s 5 Viewed by the glare of the flickering lamps the lithe forms of the twin brothers were displayed their fullest advantage. Burt, as he urged his horses on bY pressure of the foot and words understood by the beasts, looked a veritable young Apollo; nor in graceful horsemanship or personal beauty was Rob one whit behind. Now Burt's horses began to leaa. First ever so little, then more and more until they ran at least a full half length ahead. Suddenly a deafening crash of thunder broke, and a blast struck the frail inclosure, which brought the ladies in the audience screaming to their feet. Almost at the same instant the great tent collapsed, burying audience, horses and riders i one struggling mass be nee. h its folds. --CHAPTER IV. THE WORK OF AN ENEMY. "Help!" "Fire!" "Thieves!" "Keep your hands out of my pockets!" "The animals are loose!" "The tent is burn ing!" "Help! ;Help! Help!" Such were the cries which proceeded from beneath the fallen tent inclosing Montague Montmorency's Grand Consoli dated Circus and Menagerie, as the large audience attracted by the fame of the twin riders, and which had braved the storm to witness their performances in the ring, struggled to make their escape. It was a scene of wild excitement and one destined to dwell in the memories of those who shared in it for many a day to come. There lay the great circus tent, covering innumerable mov in!f figures, the canvas rising here and sinking there, with the struggles of those beneath it, like a troubled sea in a heavy gale. Men shouted, women shrieked, children rent the air with their piercing cries And with it all the rain came down in torrents, the lightning glared, the thunder crashed and rolled. At one end of the canvas the more fortunate of the audience could be seen already crawling into the open, while others who had made their escape were assisting those less fortunate to do the same. This was the part of the tent which had sheltered the audi ence. The tier of seats had succumbed to the shock, and from the cries and groans which could be heard on every side, it was painfully apparent that man. y persons were injured, some perhaps, killed. At the other end of the tent the scene was none the less animated. The circus "supes"-and there were more than a hundred of them-were already out from under the canvas. Some,1 without waiting for orders, were draggging out the wheeled vans bearing the cages of the wild beasts, while others, rushing aroun' d toward the entrance, were assisting the audience to escape. "Get the spare center-pole!" roared Mr. Spratt, crawling on his hands and knees over the sawdust of the ring in the directieii of the "greenroom." "Lively, bQS! Lively! Run her up lively or someone will be killed. Burt, are you a:Iive or dead?" "I'm a:Il right, Mr. Spratt." The manager, who was still down among the sawdust, found himself face to face with his new ringmaster, Burt Leroy. "This is all your fault, or rather, my fault," he exclaimed bitterly. "Nothing but ill luck follows me. If half the audi ence ain't killed I shall be lucky. I had never ought to let you put up this tent alone Burt Leroy!" "It ain' t any fault of mine that brought it down, Mr. Spratt." "Not your fault, but your ignorance, boy. Where's Rob? For goodness sake don't tell me that either of you are hurt, for you are the best drawing-cards I've got. How should you know the way to secure the tent, seeing that you never did it before." "Rob's all right and so am I Mr. Spratt. He's gone to the assistance of the ladies. I had just got the horses outside with the help of Riley the clown, when I heard your voice calling. Good creatures! They stood as still as mice! But you mustn't blame me for this. I tell you the tent was as secure as though the raising had been superintended by Winchell Hill himself." "Oh! I dare say!" answered the manager,'in a way which showed that he believed just the contrary. ";Here come the boys with the spare center-pole. We must raise her up some how. Now then, lively lively! "Hold on Mr. Spratt! you can't raise her!" shouted Burt. "Ha:If the ground pegs are out. You are only wasting time!" "I say we can, and we must. "While you are fooling someone will be killed "Say, boss, Mr. Leroy is right," interposed one of the tentmen. You can never get her up in the world ." "Then get hiir do.wn and out of the way entirely," yelled Mr. Spratt, who was running about like a crazy man This thing has ruined my Buffalo business Confound the luck! I see plain enough this is going to be the worst trip I ever made." It was evident enough that Mr. Spratt had lost his head entirely, and Burt saw that if anything was to be accom plished he must do it himself He accordingly put himself at the head of affairs, and be fore ten minutes had elapsed matters were straightened out as well as circumstances would permit. Fortunately for all concerned, the drenching rain had pre vented the danger of fire. Probably this saved many lives When the great canvas was removed at last It was discovered that no one was seriously hurt, or if any had been they, at least, had not remained to tell the tale. The fallen benches were cleared away and such of the audience as had been pinned beneath them left fre e to regain their feet. The animals were all run beneath the stable tent, which, fortunately, had remained intact. The costumes and properties used in the street procession were covered with canvas to keep them from the w e t. "No more show to-night, gents! shouted Manager Montmorency to the crowd that hovered around. The crowd dispersed slowly and grumblingly thinking themselves exceedingly ill-treated, no doubt. "Have you seen anything of my brother?" Burt d e manded of Mr Spratt, when he found himself with time to breathe. "Not a thing. I thought you said he went out to help the audience?" "So he did, and I haven't seen him since." "It's very strange. I hope nothing can have happened to him. Burt, I'm feeling just sick over a:Il this. I can' t stand up against it any longer. Our Buffalo business is ruined', and I think under the circumstances I shall move at daylight to-morrow morning. There won't be a baker's dozen in the house to-morrow night, everyone will be afraid." "Oh! I don't think so. It will only advertise us the more. The tent ain't hurt a bit, except the main pole which, as might

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6 ,ACROSS THE C.ONTINENT WI'I'H A OIRCUS be expected, is broken. Take my advice, Mr. Spratt, and let me put her up again." "But I ain't fit to do it myself, Burt." "I can do it." "Do you think so?" "Are you afraid to trust me, Mr. Spratt?" "Well, to tell the truth, after what has happened, I am." "I tell you again, Mr. Spratt, it was not my fault. I took every precaution. I wish Rob were only here .to bear me witness. If you don't believe me, ask anyone of the tentmen, they'll tell you it is just as I say." "Tut, tut, Burt, don't get excited," interposed the manager, wearily. "I have every confidence in your good intentions, my boy, but you lack experience. The trouble was, you didn't secure your fastenings properly. The wind" got under the .:anvas and the strain was too great for the center-pole and away she went." "But I made sure of every fastening. I examined each one twice." \ "You thought you did, but we won't discuss it. Perhaps, after all, it will be better to put the tent up again and stay over to-morrow. It might prejudice the public against us if we didn't keep our engagement as billed. You see, Burt, I'm ,just crazy to get outside the limits of the State of New York. There's no telling what Eisenstein's next move will be, and--Thunder and Mars! Who the demon has been at work here?" While speaking Mr. Spratt had put his arm through Burt's and led him toward that part of the ring where lay the center-pole of the tent. There was a little group of the attaches of the Grand Consolidated clustereO. about the pole, talking excitedly. This the manager had observed: hence his movement to-ward them. Something had" been discovered, and he naturally desired to know what that something was. One glance served to tell the story. The cause of the accident had revealed itself to Burt Leroy even as the exclamation of the manager was made. The central tent pole had neither' been uprooted by the force of the gale, nor had it-as until now had been the assumption-broken off short. Someone had helped matters along by sawing the great pole more than halfway through. Under these circumstances it was not surprising that the tent had fallen. The only wonder was that it remained upright in face .of the storm as long as it did. CHAPTER V. A HOST OF STRANGE HAPPENINGS. But where, all this time, was Rob Leroy? There was a saying in the mouth of everyone connected with the Grand Consolidated that if you wanted to find one of the twins .the quickest way was to look for the other. 'rhey were invariably together. If, moreover, one was found alone, it became a difficult problem to know what name to give him, since it was next to impossible to tell the young riders apart. It was unlikely, then, that at sucha time Rob Leroy would absent himself from the scene of action without some excel lent reason. Rob had an excellent reason. At least he thought so. The reason wa:s intimately connected with the most sensitive portion of that young man's anatomy-the heart. Never until the moment his eyes fell upon that beautiful, upturned, girlish face, upon those bright black eyes which looked so appealingly into his own, had Rob known what the word love meant. Not that he fell an instant victim to the poison from Cupid's arrow. If anyone had told him so he WO\lld have laughed. Nevertheless, when he saw the gitl lying there upon the sawdust, piiined down by a fragment of the fallen tier of benches, Rob leaped to the rescue with alacrity, clambering over the intervening obstructions in a manner which would have put Petry Brothers, the circus tumblers, to the blush. The fact was, Rob Leroi had noted this beautiful face before. The young lady had occupied a seat in company with a dudish-looking escort, well down toward the front, and on two occasions earlier in the programme, when Rob was doing his act, he had imagined that those eyes looked upon him with more than usual interest-but perhaps this was only imagination after all. "Are you hurt, miss?" Rob had torn aside the broken planks and was kneeling by the young lady's side. "1-1 don't think so. I am dreadfully frightened! Oh! where is Mr. May?" She wasvery pale, and exclaimed wildly. Whoever "Mr. May" might have been, he had evidently i:.a.ken himself off, -for the nearest of the crowd were some five feet away, each looking out for his or her own interests and paying no heed to the gentle sufferer at all. Just then the eyes closed and the face assumed a deathly pallor. Evidently the young lady had fainted. Rob caught her in his arms and bore her tqrough the ring beneath the fluttering canvas to the ladies' dressing-room, which, being in a separate tent, fortunately remained intact. By the time he had gained this shelter, and even before good Mrs. Hanks, the ladies' "dresser," had opportunity to relieve him of his burden, those eyes had opened and looked into his own again. "I am all right-at least I shall be in a moment," she mur mured faintly, as Mrs. Hanks bent over the couch upon which Rob had laid her. "What a terrible thing! Is anyone seriously injured. I ought to be ashamed of myself for giving way so, when I'm not hurt at all." Now, although Rob Leroy knew that duty demanded,. his presence elsewhere, he could not tear hlmsel! from the door of the ladies' dressing-room, until he had received the surance of Mrs. 1 Hanks that his fil.ir charge was not Injured in the least. "She says her name is Ethel Tucker, and that she lives on Delaware avenue," whispered the "dresser," confidentially. "The 1galoot what brought her here seems .!_o have skipped out and left her. Someone will have to get one of them hacks outside and take her home." Someone! Rob Leroy had no idea of allowing that someone to be any other person than himself. Miss Tucker announced that, she would be only too deeply grateful. In a twinkling Rob had cha!lged his clothes and brought the hack around to the door of the smaller tent. Never had Rol!' Leroy spent a more delightful than the one passed by the side of Etliel Tucker in that hack. "You must come in for a moment, Mr. Leroy.',' the young lady remarked sweetly, when the vehicle came to a stand at last before one of Delaware avenue's most magnificent residences. "My father will never forgive me if I allow you to

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-ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS 7 go without giving him an opportunity to thank you for perhaps saving my life." "I-I think I had better not," stammerea Rob. "You overestimate my services, Miss Tucker. Really, what I did was no more than what any gentleman would have done under the circumstances. There was no danger." "I am not so sure of that. I was so wedged in under the seat that I could not help myself, and there is no knowing what might have happened if you had not come to the rescue as you dilt. Positively, Mr. Leroy, I not take no for answer-you must come." What could Rob do? Though rigidly maintaining the dignity of their respective positions, Rob Leroy and Miss Tucker had chatte' d freely during the ride. From the young lady Rob learned that her father was one of the rich grain merchants of Buffalo a fact which greatly interested him, since his ow.n dead father had carried on the same business dealing largely with Buffalo as Rob could just recall away back in his boyhood days. Of course, Rob would have been overjoyed to prolong the interview indefinitely had it been possible; but it was quite a different thing, this presenting himself" to be thanked by a stranger at a little before midnight. Still Rob Leroy did not like to be impolite, and there was nothing for it but to take Miss Tucker at her word .. He was shown into an elegantly furnished parlor, where, after a moment, Mr. Tucker joined him. Miss Ethel, much.to Rob's disappointment, did not reappear. The greeting of the grain merchant was frank and cordiai. In a few brief sentences he thanked Rob for the service rendered his daughter, and offered to pay any expense he might have incurred. "There is nothing to pay, sir." Rob fiushed up to his temples. Wb.a.t he had done had not been done with hope of reward. Pronouncing a hasty good-night without giving Mr. Tucker a cha .nee to respond he moved toward the door. "One moment, young man. You are not offended?" "It's of no consequence, Mr. Tucker, but my services are not for sale." "Whew! I see I've put my foot in it. Look h ere, young man, I'm a thousand times obliged to you. You are a plagued sight more of a gentleman than young May, who escorted Ethel to the circus and abandoned her at the moment of dan ger. If there is anything I can do for you I want you to l et me know. Do you stay over another night in Buffa)o? I'll engage a full house for your performance, if you do." "I believe so-I cannot say," replied Rob, eager to be gone, now that it had become evident that he was to see no more of Miss Ethel. "I'm only one of the performers and can't tell you what cha.nge in our plans this accident may bring about." "You'll see me in the front row if you do," said Mr. Tucker, enthusiastically. "There's nothing I admire so much as fine horsemanship, and I am told the twin riders of Montmor ency's circus can't be beat. By the bye, what's your name?" "Rob Leroy, sir." "No, no. I mean your real name-not the one you go by in the profession." "But that's my real name, sir." "Are you telling me the truth, young man?" exclaimed the grain merchant, with increased earnestness. "My most intimate friend was Burton Leroy, of Utica; was he anything to you?" "Burton Leroy was my father, Mr. Tucker." "Your father! You amaze me!" ai:e circus performers? I never could have believed it-neyer in the world." "It is an honorable profession, Mr. Tucker, respoded Rob. both surprised and perplexed at the strange turn the conversation had taken. "Yes, yes. I spppse so, but it ain't usually chose bY lads in your position in society. You had p!ep.ty of meani;;, wqy then--" "Plenty of means!" echoed Rob "You a.re .making a mis take, sir. It must be some other Burton Leroy besiqe my :poor father whom you },lave in mind.. He was kiHed in a railroad accide'nt, and when his business was settle\]. up it was fo)lnd that there was just enough left to pay his de])ts. For a }png time Burt and I were about among our neigl:lbQrs, until finally we drifted into circus riding, and--" "And you have made a success of it, for which you have a perfect right to be proud," interrupted Mr. Tuckef, witl:\ al tered manner. "Look here, young man, therl'l is soml'lthing very strange in all you tell me. It needs looking into. To my positive knowledge your father was'. possessed of large means when he died. I shall examine into this. Where can I see you, in case I should want an interview in a few weeks? I don't want to' raise your hopes, but--" "But what, Mr. Tucker?" "No matter. I haven't another word to say until I know what I am talking about. Your father was my friend. To night's happei;iings may prove a most fortunate thing for you and your brother. You can give me your address." "We shall be at Chicago on the 1st of July, sir." "Good. Expect to hear from me. Meanwhile, don't raise, your hopes too high, lest you meet, with disappointment. Good-night ." "Good-night,'' answered Rob, much mystified. In another instant Mr. Tucker's door had closed behind him, and Rob Leroy stood in the st1'eet. To say that he was perplexed dop.'t beg.n to ex:press the state of the young man's fee!igs. Rob was puzzled to the !'st degree. At the time of their father's 'death-their motl:\er l\ad pied duriI\g infancy-the twins l:\ad found themselves wit\1out a re}ative to care for them, and so far as anyone ll:11cw, without a penny to their name. To be sure, Mr. Leroy had always lived in good styl e and had been supposed to be very comfortably fixed. About a year previou s to his death he had closad oqt his grain business and embarked his entire fortune i some s per:ulatfon in New York City. Strangely enough, he had left no papers behinp hhn di s closing the nature of his investments, and those who SitW fit to interest themselves in the boys ha\]. never' been able to out what the speculation was. When Burt and Rob reached the age of fourteen a letter had been received by the neighbor who at the time had them in charge-they had been kicked about from pillar to post ever since their father's death-coming from Mr Spratt and offering to receive them as apprentices to the circus prqfes sion, the writer stating that h e made the application at the suggestion of a friend To make a long story short, the boys went, and w\tlt Mr. Spratt they had been ever since. "\]pon Mr. Tucker's h<_J\.lSe, Rob had dismissed the hack since to retain it for the ride back wol\ld have Il.\ade altogether too heavy a drain on his slender purse. With his mind full of what had occurred,, he pw &tarted on his long walk to the ci rcus grounds, reachfng the place at "It's true just the same. My brother Burt and I were his a little before one. only children. He died ten years ago." / It caused Rob no surprise to find everyone connected with "Yes, yes, I know. But how is it that Burton Leroy's sons the vast establishment awake and moving about, since he

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8 ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS understood perfectly that the accident must be repaired that 1 night. The main entrance to the circus tent was on the side of the lot opposite to that from which Rob approached, and as the performers' entrance was around at one side, the young man decided to go in by way of the menagerie tent, which was nearest, and thence to the ring, where he had no doubt his brother would be found. To his surprise he found the menagerie tent deserted. Even Hughes, the keeper, whose business it was to be on hand at all times, was not to be seen. "Whew! What would the old man say if he knew this!" muttered Rob, as he hurriedly crossed the open space. The exclamation had scarce escaped him when, from behind the canvas separating the menagerie from the main tent, there came a sound which seemed to fairly freeze him to the earth. It was the roar of the lion belonging to the menagerie. Not that Rob was unfamiliar with the sound. He had heard it a thousand times, but not as he heard it now. Before him stood the lion's cage, empty and with the door open. The roar came from the circus tent, and quickly following upon it came the shout in the voice of Mr. Spratt! "Climb the pole, Burt! Climb the pole! You are a lost man if you don't!" CHAPTER :VI. THE LION LOOSE. "Someone has sawed that center-pole!" roared Mr. Spratt. "tf I can find the scounarel who did it I'll break every bone in his carcass, by thunder I will!" Someone had sawed the center-pole of the main tent of the Grand Consolidated-it could be seen with half an eye. "Do you know anything about this, Riley?" demanded the irate manager of the clown, who formed one of the group. '"Why don't you speak up, some you? I'll discharge every man in the circus, and give up our summer's business entirely, -but I'll know the truth!" It was a foolish speech. The more so since every man who heard it knew that Mr. Spratt meant precisely what he said. To quote the clown, Manager Spratt was a holy terror when he got his mad up." It looked very much as though Mr. Spratt had got his mad up just at that particular time. "It must have been done between midnight and morning, said Burt Leroy, who had stooped and was examining the pole. "What time did you quit work on the tent?" "Half-past eleven, sir." "You are sure the pole was all right then?" "I am positive. I superintended the putting up of it my self. You don't think I would leave it in a condition like He had been seen just before the accident. Now that be was wanted he could not be found. Those who had gathered about the ruined pole assured Mr. Spratt of their entire innocence Riley, the clown, had but just discovered the cause of the accident as Burt and the manager came hurrying up. "I want every one present to understand that, although Pat Delaney's may have been the hand which cut that pole, his was not the brai. n which conceived the scheme," said the manager, more calmly. "I'm sick and I'm in trouble, and you all know it, but make no mistake, I'll learn the truth yet. Now then, up with this tent. Fetch that spare pole. You tentmen, .arrange the canvas! Get the lines ready. This tent goes up to stay until I am ready to have it come down, or I'll know the reason why." In an instant all was hurry and bustle, yet not the slightest confusion occurred. Every one had his own poles to raise, his own pegs to drive, his allotte d portion of the canvas to attend to, and his seats to erect in a certain section of the tent. Everything went like clockwork, and while Mr. Spratt gave his orders Burt, by direction, saw that they were duly exe cuted. In less than an hour the work was accomplished, and no trace of the accident remained. Although extremely busy, Burt Leroy was not without time to be about his brother. Of course he was all right, but just the same, no one of whom be ha\l found opportunity to mak" inquizy had seen Rob. Burt never once thought of going to the ladies' tent and asking Mrs. Hanks. "That's the talk!" cried the manager, as be stood beside Burt, who was still clothed in his riding-tights in the center of the ring. "We'll see now who dares to meddle with that pole again. Burt, pick up that rope, will you? The ring must be kept cleaT. Smithers, you an' d Flannigan watch here to night. Arm yourselves. Shoot down the first man who dares to show his nose in this tent. I don't give a continental who it is!" And thus saying Mr. Spratt picked up his coat, which be had removed during his unwonted exertion, fiung It over his arm, and was about to retire to his own apartment, when a loud cry from a distant part of the ring caused him to start back with horror written on his face. "The lion's loose--the lion's loose!" It was announcement unnecessary. At t1ie same Instant a l deafening roar, which seemed to fairly shake the tent, burst upon their ears. Not only was the lion loose, but he was heading directly toward the center-pole of the tent, beside which Burt and the manager stood. "Great heaven, what next?" breathed Mr. Spratt, in horror. "Get a gun, someone! Call Hughes! The only way is to shoot him, and it must be done quick!" But no one paid any attention. The supes" ran this way and that. Riley, the clown, with a face as pa1e as death, sprang over the rope and bounded up the tier of benches like a deer. this?" At this instant the beast gave vent to the roar which had "I know very well you wouldn't. This is the work of some startled Rob Leroy. jealous scoundrel who dmi.'t want you to be ringmaster, but it will avail nothing. I'll let hi.m know that I'm boss of this circus. I'll make who pleases me ringmaster. Who watched in the main tent last night?" "Pat Do/aney." "Where is he now?" But oddly enough, no one could give any account of Pat De laney It was louder and even more terrifying than the first. On came the lion with fearful bounds. Mr. Spratt was over the rope now and shouting to Burt to save himself, as his brother had heard. There was the great tent pole close beside him, to climb which would have been child's play for the young athlete, but still Burt Leroy never moved. The lion was worth five thousand dollars if be was w9rth

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' ACROSS 'l'HE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS 9 a cent. It was doubtful even if he could have been duplicated for twice that sum. "Keep quiet!" shouted Burt as he nimbly dodged the spring of the infuriated beast. "Don't.Jet anyone shoot. I'll fix him! Trust to me? Even as the' words died from hls lips he leaped nimbly upon the back of the lion which had now turned and wasi crouching' for a spring. Already the brave boy had twisted the rope he held into a great noose, and, balancing himself upon the back of the lion as coolly as though it had been his own horse, Burt essayed to fling the noose about its neck. CHAPTER VII. BURT SEES WINCHELL HILL. Fancy the feelings of Rob Leroy as he peered through 'the canvas door t:onnecting the menagerie with the main tent? Burt was already on the lion's back and was trying his best to get the rope noose about the animal's neck. It fairly took poor Rob's breath away to watch him, making him feel, as he afterward expressed it, "as weak as a washed-out rag." There was nothing he could do to help Burt. There was nothing to do but to leave the bold fellow alone or shoot Mr. Spratt's most valuable lion. Rob knew very well that were he to attempt to interfere Burt would never forglv,e him for the act. He consequently stood motionless and silent, watching his brother with beating heart. Nor was Rob the only watcher. Upon the empty benches outside the ring Mr. Spratt, Happy Joe and the rest stood contemplating Burt's movements with the deepest interest, no one uttering a sound. It was an exciting scene. The lion at the moment of Burt's bold jumpfound himself ta.ken completely by surprise. A man on his back wa:s s _omething the beast was not used to. In. vain he tried to shake him off, to turn and seize him between those terrible jaws, springing as he did so now to the right, now to the left, lashing his tail from side to side, now and again breaking the stillness with deafening roars. To make matters more interesting, the other beasts In the menagerie tent seemed to know instinctively that something was wrong, although, of course, they could see nothing that was happening in the ring. The lioness reared in concert with her partner; the tigers snarled, the hyena howled and the panther cried like a child. It was a perfect bedlam of sounds, but, as Rob could see, it did not affect Burt in the least. What the boy had to fear more than all else was that the maddened beast would lie down and roll. As long as he ,ould keep him on his feet and moving he knew that he was safe. How did he manage this? Bless your heart, I'll never tell you. You see, I wasn't there, and only tell the story as it was told to me. He did it somehow, and in a quarter the time I have spent in 'describing it had the noose about the neck of the brute and had drawn it tight, as, leaping well out of reach of the lion's paws, he flung himself down at last. "Hurrah! You've got him!" shouted Mr. Spratt,.springing into the ring and seizing the rope. "Burt J,,eroy, you are a trump! More than a trump-my right bower! What in the world I would have done without you these last few days, goodness o:nly knows. " Don t pull that rope so hard, Mr. Spratt: You 'll c}foke him to death. Can't you see he can hardly breathe?" Happy Joe, Rob and the rest had rushed in. now, and all took a hand in holding the lion down. "I 'don't care anything about that, so long as you are safe," cried the manager, giving the rope an extra tug. "But I do, then. I don't want to have had my risk for nothing. Here, give me hold of that rope. I d have had him in the cage by this time if yo'd only let me alone. Ah! thank goodness, here's Hughes at last." The sudden arrival of the beast tamer, who came rushing into the ring with his hair fairly standing on end, quickly settled it. He was none too soon. If Mr. Spratt had been given a moment more at the rope he would have certainly succeeded in putting a fine finishing touch to Burt's bold undertaking by choking the lion to death. Hughes, though pale and evidently in a terrible rage about something, did not lose his head. Kneeling by the side of the lion he loosed the noose and peremptorily ordering all hands from the ring, soon had the beast safely in his cage. Then came the storm '"What in thunder did you want to go away and leave things so, for?" roared Mr. Spratt, ma.king almost as much noise as the lion. \ "If it hadn' t been for Burt, I'd have been thousands of dollars out, to .say nothing of the chance of some of us being killed." "Mr. Spratt, I-I haven' t a word to say, sir. I've been tricked-fooled. Someone is working against me. Dischi;lrge me, if you like. I-I shan't blame you, but I declare to you sir, tha:t I left that cage securely locked. "The door was unloc ked when I came through," interposed Rob. "I saw it myself." "Where have you been? shouted the manager. "A boy came running in and told me you wanted to see me down at the wagons on the otqer end of the lot." "A boy-what boy? I've been here in the main tent all the evening. "I don't know the boy sir. Never saw him before. Thought he might be a new hand you had pi cked up. It's all my fault, I know." Loud words, angry discussion protestations from Hughes. They kept it up for half an hour without coming to any conclusion other than that the same malignant hand which had sawed the tent-pole had been at work again. No doubt Mr. Spratt would have discharged beast tamer if he had dared. As a man of Hughes' qualification was not to b'e picked up every day, he hesitated to do this, and vowing vengeance upon everyone, save the twins, Mr. Spratt retreated to his own apartment an'd to bed. Neither Burt Leroy nor his Rob slept much that night. They bunked together in a small tent, known as the "dormitory," with the subordinate members of the company. The lady riders, the tumblers and principal performers slept at a neighboring hotel. Burt and Rob could have shared in this privilege had they so desired but having slept in the circus tent for so many years, now that they had become famous as riders, they still continued the practice from choice. Rob had his story to tell, and Burt found it necessary to talk about the affair of the tent pole. They were stlll discussing these matters when the sound

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10 }).CROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS of a pis t ol-shot suddenly rang out upon the stillness of the alded by the advance agent, did not fail to draw admiring night. crowds. "Great Sc ott! What's that?" crie d Rob, raising himself in The season had been a successful one, yet somehow Mr. alarm. Spratt, who was a man of extravagant habits and reckles s "Som e on e pro wling a bout the t ent," ec ho e d Burt. Mr. expenditures, had not s een his way clear to make up the Spratt told the w a t chma n t o shoo t t h e fir s t man h e saw the r e amount necessary to satisfy the mortgage on his circus. a nd b y George t h a t's j ust what he's don e It is true that he might have done so if he had b een of a Bu r t wa s on bis f ee t a nd out of the bunk b e for e Rob c ould more nature, but in a show of the magnitude of the an s wer. Grand Consolidated there are alw ay s a hundred c a lls for A s h e h a d not tak e n the tl'oubl e to undress h!m se if the r e money, arid the much-tried manager, somehow or anothe r, was n o time lo st. c ould not seem to get a thousand 'do1lars ahead. Th e dormitory was se p a r a t ed from the main t ent by a conNow that distanc e separated him from his angry c r editor, sid e rabl e s pac e he seemed to have dismissed the matter from his mind. A s Burt sprang from b e n eath the canv as, he s aw the watc h "It will be time enough to settle with Eisenstein at the end man running toward him pistol in hand. of the season," he said to Burt one day when his favorite "The r e he go es There he go es he shouted, pointing ma(l.e allusion to the matter. towa rd a \n a n's flying form whi c h c ould b e dimly seen making It was a happy-go-lu c k y way of doing business but it was track s t o wa rd a r oundhouse near the rail r oad s ome distance Mr. Spratt's way, and Burt, 1of c ourse, let the matter drop a way And right here it may be as w e ll to mention tha t nothing ' Who was i t ? d em a nd e d B urt. "Di d you hit him?" whatever had b een seen of Winchell Hill since that night in "Faith: an I d on t k now, s i r I see n his h e ad coming under Buffalo. the can vas an' I l e t d ri ve I think I must have missed him by the w ay h e runs. There w a s no us e in attempting to follow the intruder. Burt s aw at a gl a n ce tha t h e had entire ly too good a start. He saw s om ething e l se, too, whi c h c aus e d him. no little uneasiness. There was a locomotive standing upon the trac k not a great way from the roundhouse and as the m a n pass e d before the headlight, he turned for one instant and look e d b ehind him. The mo vement s erve d t o rev eal hi s face to Burt Leroy with startling plainness. \ It was the fa c e of the ex-ringmaster, Winche ll Hill! CHAPTER VIII. S EIZED BY THE S H E R IFF. Was the sawing of the tent-pole and the loosing of the lion actually the revengeful work of the ex-ringmaster? Burt and his brother Rob were sure of it, Mr. Spratt doubt ful. The fact was, the manager did not believe the man seen by Burt to have been Winchell Hill at all. The shouter for the sideshow was mistaken in the matter of the two ten-cent pieces. The young lady and her escort, unallured by the attractions he had to offer, walked directly past him to the ticket-box of the main tent. It was aftern6on, and a matinee already in progress. As luck would have it, Jones, the ticket-seller, was sick and away from his post, and Mr. Spratt, having his own hands full had placed Burt in the box, -leaving Rob for once to ride alone. "Good-afternoon Mr. Leroy This is Mr. Dawkins. We have come to see you 'ride." Certainly Burt Leroy had never in all his life heard so W alk right in l a dies a nd g entlem e n! Walk right in and s weet a voice nor seen a fac e more lov e ly. witness the w on derf ul ac t of Signor Spandalini the great, the But who was it? only Si c ili a n sw ord s w a llower, tlie man with the iron stom-The young lady who spoke was an entire stranger to him. ac h who eats g l ass fo,r break f a s t s ton es for dinner, and takes a tw o-edge d sword r e gula r ly for h is t ea. It' s only ten cents, Burt fumbled with his tickets nervou s ly blushing up to the and won t t a k e y ou a mom ent. Last chance to see this marroots of his hair and ans w ering onl y with a polit e bow veJous m a n b efore t h e s h o w b egi ns!" 'You do not s e em to r ec oll ect me," s aid the y oung lady, Tb e s hou te r of t h e si d eshow c onne c ted with Montmor looking a little p e rplexed and blushing in turn . e ncy's G r a nd Cir c u s a nd Menag e ri e paus e d for Really miss I have n ever had the plea sure-" bre a t h a t th e e n d of t hi s long s p eec h a nd driving two ragge d I s it po ss ible that you have forgott e n t he night the tent f e ll down in Buffalo? m chins awa y fr9m t h e doo r O f h i s little tent n ear the main entrance to th e circ us, s tood asid e to make w a y for a young Could this b e Mis s Et'nel Tuck e r ? l a dy an d her g entleman esc ort w ho m h e fondl y Im a gined good Ever sinc e th e arrival of the cir c us In Chicago Rob had for ten cents a pi ece. b een on the anxious seat to h ear from his Buff a lo acquaint-It was i n t h e g reat W es tern c i ty o f C hi c ago on the old cir ances and tall< e d of them con s t antly. c us lot op the Nor t h Si d e," just off of Dear born ave nue not That he had, been mistake n for his brother, Burl saw at f a r from Linc oln P a r k. once The ti me was e a r l y i n t h e month of July, and th e c i rc us I think It must be my b rothe r you r e f e r to he answered. afte r m any a d ve n tures, h ad a t length pitc h e d U s tents for a ' I am Burt Leroy I presum e I have the pleasure of a ddress week s stay in the city b y the lake shore ing Miss Tucker, of whom I have often he ard my brother .. And how has it fared with our twin riders, Burt and Rob speak Leroy, during the time whi c h h a s e lapsed?" It gave Burt particular pleasure to be able to say this, for Well-vecy well! he could see the face of Mr. Dawkins darken jealously-he had The watchman's shot had apparently put an end to Manaresponded to the introduction with an icy bow. ger Spratt's mishaps, for from tha t time until now nothing "How provokingly stupid of me," replied the young lady, had occurred to mar the suc cess of the show. laughing. "Yes, I am Miss Tucker, and I certainly sho?ld Cleveland, Toledo, Detroit Toronto a.I,ld other large cities have taken you for your brother anywhere. Can I see him were visited, as well as many smaller places in each one of for a moment, sir." whi c h the fame of the twin riderp of the ring, properly her"Ethel! you forget yourself! cried her escort, pushing al

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ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS 11 moet rudely in front of her. "Two reserved seats, if you please." "My brother will be the ring in a moment," sai'd Burt, handing out the tickets without apparently noticing :Mir. Dawkins' offensive manner. "After the performance he wlll be only too happy--" "Ethel, I protest against you holding further conversation with this person!" cried Mr. Dawkins, glaring fiercely. "What would your father say? What--" cousin, Sam Dawkins left the tent at the close of the enter tainment, thinklng it very strange that Rob Leroy, for whom, much to the disgust of Mr. Dawkins, she had taken no pains to conceal her admiration as he went spinning around the ring on horseback, had not found time to come around to the front and pay his respects. In her own mind Ethel attribute' d this neglect on Rob's part to be the cavalier manner with which her cousin had treated Burt in the ticket-box; and, disappointed at not having been afforded the opportunity to shake hands, at least, with the handsome young rider, made things decidedly entertaining for Cousin Dawkins all the way back to the hotel. Of the true state of affairs Ethel had not the faintest sus-picion. with this. Good-afternoon." :aehind the scenes all was confusion, and yet, thanks to "Cousin Sam, you are acting in a very ungentlemanly manner," :Hashed the girl, interrupting him. ":N):r. Leroy, I am staying at the Grand Paoific with relatives. Father will be in Chicago in a day or two and desires that both you and your brother shall call on him. Meanwhile he intrusted me And as Miss Tucker placed upon the shelf of the ticket Ringmaster Leroy's careful training, the performance went window a great legal-looking envelope her irate escort, who straight ahead without a break. had seized her arm, almost dragged her away into the tent. "The sheriff s got the old ma,n. There's a keeper in the "Phew!" whistled Burt. "What a stunning girl! How box!., mad I ma' de that dude, too. Rob, my boy; I don't wonder Like' wildfire the words were passed from mouth to mouth. you're in lov _e. Vl7hat have we here? News of a fortune! W t R 1:i h" I Meanwhile the deputy sheriff had seized all the cash in the on o open is eyes 1 I f ticket-box and served upon the wretched Spratt a formidable n act, so great was the young man's curiosity excited that he was unable to restrain himself. It was not to be supposed that there would be many more tickets sold that afternoon, so locking the cash-drawer, Burt turned the ticket-box over to the temporary care of Signor Spandalini's head shouter and went off to seek his brother in the tent. Of course, Rob was immediately excited. As it was almost time for his bareback act, the brothers could only spEflk together for a moment, but this was long enough to enable Rob, to whom the envelope was addressed, to open it when out fell a $5,000 check. It was Burt who picked it up and discovered its size. How the b
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12' ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS when to hand it over to Mr. Spratt would prevent the threat-over which the sign of Israel Eisenstein was displayed was ened sale. found to be closed. "I can raise the money in New York if they would only You will find Mr. Moses Eisenstein down at the otlice of his give me time," continued Mr. Spratt, gloomily. "Of course elevator," said the young Jewess, who opened the hall door in the circus is worth many times that sum, but who is going to response to Rob's ring. "lt's right at the foot of that alley bid on it? The re s the rub! My credit is good for nothing. on the river bank, you can't miss it if you were to try." It will be knocke d down to Eisenstein for a mere s ong just Rob followed the direction and hurried down the lonely as sure as fate. "Is Eisenstein here ? asked Burt, in surprise. "He is. He is staying with a brother of his who keeps a clothing s tore away out on Blue Island avenue.' It seems he's settled her.e, has boug)lt an interest in a grain elevator, and joined the Board of Trade'." "Why didn t you go out and see him and ask him to hold off? s ugge s ted Rob. "Because it wouldn t b e the slightest use in the fir s t place, and for fear that I might lose my temper .and do something rash in the se c ond. No, no, boys it wouldn t do. I was a fool to put myself in the power of such a man. I might have known how it would end. Then as the conversation continued Rob for the first time told Mr. Spratt of his adventure in Buffalo and of its sequel, the $5,000 check. The manager li s tened to the story with a great appearance of interest. "You ought to have told me .all this sooner, boys," he said. I should have made it my business to have seen this Mr. Tucker and had a talk with him. If it really turns out that there iis property coming to you it would be very strange." "It' s just as he says, people all thought that father ought to have left money,. said Burt.. "And yet Eisenstein assured.me that you were poor orphans." "Eisenstein!" exclaimed Burt and Bob in a breath. ''.Why, yes. It was he who urged me to take you. Did neve J tell you?" "Never." "I have so many things on my mind that I suppose I forgot it. He said that he didn t know you nor y ou him, that he was doing it to oblige a friend. "It is all very myste rious, mused Burt, "but 1 suppose it will be .explained when Mr. Tucker arrives. " I shall make it my special bu s iness to have it explained you may depend, but I say, boys, you don't think of leaving me?" "Of course not." Would it be asking too much to request the loan of that check until I can make a raise? It's just the amount I need, and I am certain to get the money in course of the week." "If you think we have any right to use it, I am willing," said Rob. "I 'don't see why you haven' t the right; beside, I shall make it good to you 'before Mr. Tucker arrives. Burt, what 'do y0u say?" alley toward the great elevator in the otnce -0f which a light could be seen burning. When he tried the door he found it fastened; when he knocked it was presently opened and there before him, scowling malignantly, stood his old enemy Winchell Hill. CHAPTER X. A PAIR OF PLOTTERS. It would have been declde dly interesting to Rob Leroy could he have been a listener to the conversation which was taking place in the office of Moses .Eisenstein's new "grain elevator at the moment of his knock. But Rob's ears, as Sam Weller might have said, not being "double h'extra power h'audiphones, but h'only h'ears," they were unable to hear what was going on behind a door down a passage, and behind a secon d door, which communicated with the otlice itself. Besides the most interesting part of the conversation took place long before Rob knocked on the door at all. The speakers were Moses Eisenstein and the ex-tyrant of the "Grand Consolidated," Winchell Hill. It was long after working hours, and everyone connected with the elevator had gone home, leaving not even a watch man behind. You see the elevator was being thoroughly overhauled for its new owner. For some time previous it had been closed, and as it was not yet in shape to receive grain, only one watchman was deemed necessary, and this one taking umbrage at the exceedipgly offensive manner of his new master, had packed himself off that evening in a huff. It was this circumstance which brought Moses Eisenstein to the office at night. He had just taken off his coat, lit a cigar and started in to examine a batch of bills for repairs on the elevator, when the door opened and in walked Winchell Hill. "Hello, Eisenstein! "Mein freund, goat-evening. De sheriff did his duty, huh? Have you heard?" "Oh yes, he captured the cash box and raispd the mischief generally. I'm told that old Spratt fiew aroundl like a hen with her head cut off. He was going to thrash the deputy at first, but thought better of it afterward.;, Burt said yes-he could not refuse; and it was agreed that "Ha! ha! ha! Ha! ba! ha!" laughed the Jew. "How I he should take the check out to Mr. Eisenstein's address at vould have liked to haf been dere! Vell, vell, my freund I once. puy dat circus sheap by to-morrow. Spratt cannot raise de I hate to go myself for fear of trouble, said Mr. Spratt. money. Everywhere in Chicago I haf let it be known that "If you will do this for me depenq upon it I shall never forget he borrows but never pays." it. Get a receipt and an order to have the keepers removed. "That's all right as far as it goes," said Hill, taking off .his "On second thought, Rob had better go for I can't very well coat, with the air of a man who proposed making himself at spare you, Burt." home. "Got a cigar, Eisenstein?" Rob a cc ordingly ma. de himself ready and set out for Mr. "Plenty, plenty. Dere's de pox-hellup yourself." Eisenstein's address forthwith. "How about making me ringmaster?" demanded the ex-He took the Clark street car to the corner of Washington ringmaster, helpinglhimself not only to one cigar, but to a street, there changing to the one which runs out on Blue handful, which he pocketed on the sly. Island avenue. "Vell, vell, I haf no objections. You know vat I tole you." It was late when he started, and by the time he reached his "That as soon as I could find means to place those two. destination nine o'clock had passed, and. the clothing store young upstarts, Burt and Rob Leroy, where they would never

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ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS -lS turn up to interfere with you again, you would put up a job to oust Spratt and give me a half interest in the circus." "Dat' s de size of it," snapped the Jew. "Dat' s de size of it. Spratt must g
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14 -. ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS him, in the next he suddenly recollected that the $5,000 check was drawn up on a Buffalo bal!.k to his own order and that he would have to indorse i. If he showed the check to Hill, what would he think? The man was m eap. and spiteful enough to cast doubts upon its genuineness. Perhaps Mr. Eisenstein would refuse to accept it, and the object of his mission fail. "You might as well tell me," continued Hill. "It's dark and dusty up in the elevator and the stairs, are steep I can take your message to Mr. Eisenstein and perhaps save you the trouble of going up " I prefer to see him myself." "Well, just as you say. Wait here while I go and find Eisen stein and tell him rou want him. I won't be long. Then Winchell Hill shut the door in Rob's face and locked it, leaving the young rider standing on the steps. What had come over Rob Leroy? Somehow he seemed possesse
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.ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS 15 "That's just what I think. The callboy couldn't find him "I'll saddle Brown Dick and ride over, I guess he said, when it was his time to come on. The rascal! I'll bounce uneasily. "It will take less time." him-I will, by Judas! He's making a perfect ass of himself! "I would," replied the manager. "Of course you know the Call that stuff he's getting off funny business! If it wasn't .way?" for making matters wuss'n they are I'd go into the ring and "Oh, yes; I've often been in Chicago before, you know.'' knock him Galleywest!" "Well, off with you. I don't doubt in the least that Rob There wasn't any doubt that Happy Joe had been imbibing will be here and ready to laugh iat us both by the time you too freely. 1 return." Not was his voice thick and his jokes ridiculous, but Burt tried to hope so, finding it hard work. it was as much as he could do to crack his whip and perform Brown Dick, one of fleetest horses in the circus stables, his antics in the ring. carried him over the with great rapidity, and as it "You can quit right now, Riley!" roared Mr. Spratt the inwas plain sailing in the streets at that late hour, he reached stant the luckless clown left the ring to make a change in his the required number out on Blue Island avenue before twelve dress required in a certain act. o'clock. "Don't you go back there, min' d now! Leroy, see that he There was :i\o difficulty in finding the place, but although leaves the tent at once. If I can't boss my ticket-box. by he pulled the bell handle almost out of its socket and thumped thunder! I'll boss the ring. No swizzling clown can go on on the door until he was tired, Burt could .obtain no answer to while I'm about." either knock or ring. "I ain't retorted Joe. Once he heard a slight movement behind the :window-blinds "Yes, you are." above him, as though someone was endeavoring to look out. "I say I ain't. What's more, I ain't takin' no orde.rs from When he called aloud that he wanted to see Mr. Eisenstein you-you-you musty, fusty old Spratt! Winch Hill will be the noise ceased and all was still. running this circus to-lll;Orrow, an' don't you forget it, Now, what possessed Burt Leroy to think of turning down neither." J the alley which led to the elevator he would have found it "What?" difficult to tell. "Oh, I mean it. I know what I'm talking about-take your It was one of those uncontrollable impulses which some-hand oft'n me, Burt Leroy. Your goose is cooked, an' so's times seize us, hard' to explain even to ourselves. your brother's, too. Winch Hill and his friend Eisenstein '11 To be sure, he recollected hearing Mr. Spratt. say that the fix you both." Jew had purchased the elevator, but this in itself seemed Of course, these were only the words of an intoxicated hardly reason enough to suppose tb;a.t any tidings of }lis man, but just the same, they kept forcing themselves back into brother coul
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'ACROSS THE CONTINENT. WITH A CIRCUS white hats tilted back upon their heads, and for the most part smoking cigars, moved about the floor here and there, or stood talking together in groups, paying little or no attentoon to the auctioneer as he shouted out these words. "Don't all speak at once!" cried a red-faced man who stood beside a short, stout, pompous-looking Hebrew, close under the raised platform upon which the auctioneer stood. Then somebody laughed, and somebody else remarked that Montague Montmorency's Grand Consolidated Circus and Menagerie must have been doing a poor business to let the sheriff catch it thus earl'Y in its trans-cont)nental tour, and the shouts of the auctioneer began again. Over in one corner stood Mr. Spratt, looking pale and worn as though he had not slept a wink all night. He would not trust himself to look at M'oses Eisenstein and Winchell Hill-the red-faced man and his Hebrew friend -alth9ugh the former, who was strutting about, talking in a loud, offensive manner, 'did his best to catch the eye. Now Mr. Spratt's face did not belie him. The manager of the Grand Consolidated had not only been depTlved of sleep the night previous, but had not taken one moment's rest during the day. The cause was ample. It was owing the unexplained absence of his twin favorites-Burt and Rob Leroy. Burt! Was he missing also? He was indeed. From the moment when Mr. Spratt had seen him vault upon Black Dick's back and ride away from the circus late the night previous, Burt Leroy had not been seen. Long before morning Mr. Spratt had grown too uneasy to stand it any longer. "Come, gentlemen, come! Speak up!" shouted the auction eer. "The property is well known, and it is equally well known that ten thousand is a ridiculous sum to offer for it. Speak up, and let's hear a decent bid." "Twelve thousand," said the manager's lawyer, quietly, without looking around. "Fifteen thousand!" shouted Eisenstein. "I buys de circus eef I pay tree hundred tousand. 'Tain't no use to pid against me, you'll see." "E'ifteen! Give me twenty! Fifteen! Give me twenty!" rattled the auctioneer. "Gentlemen, this is all wrong. No bid short of five thousand can be received hereafter. Why, the menagerie alone is worth a hundred thousand dollars. It could not be replaced for half as much again." "Twenty-five thousand!" This from the lawyer. "Tirty tousand!" roared Eisenstein. "Thirty-five!" "Forty!" Fofty-five tousand, und dot vas orter settle it!" screamed the Jew. "It's a plame sight more monish dan Spratt has got!" "Look here--is your name Spratt?" asked one of the spec taters, auddenly approaching the manager. "How is this 1that your circus is up at auction? I thought you had one of the best-paying shows in the land. I was coming out to see you this afternoon about those two young riders of yours, Burt and Rob Leroy." -. Mr. Spran stared. "To whom have I pleasure q_f speaking?" he began. "My name is Tucker,'' replied the stranger. "Horace G. Tucker, of Buffalo. You may have heard of me from Rob Leroy." Hurrying down to the Central Police Station on Kinzie Mr. Spratt had heard of the rich Buffalo merchant, and he street, he had communicated the facts to the officer in charge, told him so. and with a well-known detective had gone out to Blue Island avenue at once. The journey proved useless, and only served to place the unfortunate manager in more unhappy relations with his creditOT than before. Eisenstein was routed out of bed, and a terrible scene fol lowed between them. Spratt accused the Jew of underhand work in connection with the boys' strange disappearance, while Eisenste;in denied having seen the boys at all, threatening all sorts of revenge. "I vill haf you arrested for defaming mine character!" he had shouted, sh!lking his fist in the manager's face. "You say I touch dose poys! Den I say you lie! It is all a tTick a scheme! You nefer sent dem to me mit a $5,000 sheck! Pah! It is absurd!" Now what Mosen Eisenstein may have thought when it came to his knowledge that Rob Leroy was possessed with a check for so large a sum at the tirre of Winchell Hill's dastardly assault, we cannot say. What the detective thought, and what he Said and repeated again and again, was that the possession of the money had proven too great a temptation for Rob and his brother, and that they had gone off together, as he expressed it, "on a high old spree." Mr. Spratt could not agree to this. He knew the twin riders far too well. That something serious had happened he felt positive, and between his efforts to interest the police in the matter an'd his frantic endeavors to raistl the means to buy in the circus at the coming sale, the tnuchtried manager was fairly wild. Now the time had come, and the auction was in progress. Mr. Spratt, who had managed to interest his lawyer to the extent of being wliling to risk a certain sum, stood nervously watching the result. He also explained hastily the nature of his difficulties, and also the strange disappearance of the twins. Meanwhile the bidding had progressed. 1 Sixty thousand had been offered for the "Grand Consoli dated," by Mr. Spratt's lawyer and as this happened to be his limit he turned to consult the as the auctioneer called out the name of the Jew. "Sixty thousand! Mr. Eisenstein, what ails you? Sixty thousand! sixty thousand. Going at sixty thousand! Why, upon my word if Eisenstein hasn't lit out." Now it so happened that until that moment Mr. Tucker had not heard this name mentioned. "Eisenstein-Eisenstein!" he exclaimed. "Is that the name of your creditor, MT. Spratt?" "It is." "Moses Eisenstein, of New York?" "Yes." "And to this man you sent Rob Leroy last night with my check?" "It was, Mr. Tucker. I ought not to have attempted to borrow of the boy, I know, but--" "Hold on!" cried Mr. Tucker. "It ain't that. Where is Eisenstein? Is he here? This thing must be looked into. Moses Eisenstein has good reason for wanting those boys out c;>f the way. Which is he? Show him to me. I--" But to point out the Jew at that moment would have been a difficult matter. By this time all present had become interested in the bidding on the circus, and quite a crowd had gathered about the auctioneer's platform. As Mr. Spratt scanned faces hastily he saw to his surprise that the Jew was not among them. For some unknown reason Mr. Eisenstein had hastily taken

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ACROSS THE CONTINEN'r WITH A CIRCUS his departure, and Winchell Hill with him,' leaving the Great Consolidated to be bought in by the manager's lawyer on the sixty-thousand-dollar bid. CHAPTER XIV. ROB FALLS INTO BAD HANDS. Chicago is a curious place. Like New York, its principal streets are never quiet night nor day-there is always someone moving this way or that from the going down to the rfslng of the sun. Perhaps the quietest portion of the city by night is by the river bank, far down on the South Side in the immediate vtcin ity of the great grain elevators, .and yet even there it is not quiet, nor was it so on the particular night of Rob Leroy's accident, when, a short while before that unfortunate occurrence, the stillness was broken by three pistol-shots. Crack! Crack! Crack! The watchman at a certain elevator, situated a short dis tance further up the river than the establishment recently purchased by Moses Eisenstein, had discharged his revolver at the two men discovered prowling about the office doo r. "It's a couple of them blamed river thieves," he panted, as he came running along the wooded platform in front of the elevator. "Which way did they go, now? I certainly saw them. They must have taken to their boat." The watchman was right. Although he kept his eye fixed upon the turbid ditch which boasts of the name Chicago river" for some little time with out catching a glimpse of the marauders, no sooner was his back turned than out from behin' d a great lake steamer' a boat shot forth and moved with great down the stream .. There were two men in the boat and they pulled for all w ere worth, never .Pausing to look behind them until the shadow of the planked sides on the opposite bank had been gained. Then one of the pair, addressing his companion as Bill, remarked, a s he filled a pipe that they had had a close call. "Bet your life, was the brief response. "Told you it was too early, Re<\dy Cook.' Mebbe next time you'll believe me. Only for our laying behind that there steamer we'd had a bul let in our hide sure. "Who was telling you? Mebbe the thing was not loaded after all." "Don't you fool yerself. Didn't I hear the ball go whizzing by my nose? I guess yes, an'--Holy Gimminie' What's tha.t?" Tha,t was a splash, and a very loud one. Intent upon their conversation, neither Blill, the river thief nor his "partner, Mr. Reddy Cook, had been particu larly observant of the grain elevator past which were just then engaged in pulling their boat. 1 "Something dropped, you can bet your life!" whispered Bill, laying back on his oar. "What do you s'pose it was?" "Blest if I know. Sounded like a man, but no one could ever jump in from the platform there by the elevator with a noise like that. Hold up! It is a man! Don't you see his head just a-comin' up out of the water? There he is close alongside the boat." Certainly Reddy Cook must have been blind if he had fail ed to see. Between the boat and the elevator platform, within arm's length of the former, there rose to the surface of the water at this instant the form of a boy. It was poor Rob. Had the two river thieves been less in.tent upon their own affairs just at that particualr moment they must have seen his terrible fall from. the elevator window to a certainty As it was they only heard the splash. When Rob's body rose to the his eyes were closed, and his conditioi+ one of utter helplessness. When the two men drew him 'into the boat he was entirely unconscious-scarcely breathing. "Now blame me if this ain't the blamedest!" whispered Reddy Cook, as he gazed upon the still, white features of the youth in the bottom of the boat. ""Wqere do you suppose he came from, Bill?" "Bleat if I know. Must have dropped oft'. the wharf. can't see a soul around." "I tell you it ain't so. A fellow could never drop oft'. the wharf with a splash like that. He was pitched in as sure as you're alive, the fellow what done it has skipped away. Though the man spoke the truth, as we know there was certainly no evidence of it. It was all quiet just then about Mr Eisenstein's elevator for Winchell Hill the instant his dastardly action was per formed, had closed the window and oft'. down the stairs without so much a.a an effort" to ascertain its result. "[s he dead, do ye think?" asked Bill, bending over the boy. 'Cause if he is, we'd better 'dump him as soon as pos sible. This here ain't no place for us." Indeed, so fully alive were the two river thieves to this latter consideration that without waiting to further inquire into the matter, they resumed their oars and pulled down the river to a considerable distance before further investigation was even. attempted. "Blame m e but the boy is dead was the first remark of Reddy Cook when he ventured to put his hand on Rob's heart at last. "Then we ain't got nothing to do with }?.im only to go through him," answered Bill. 'Twon't do for us to say nothing, Reddy. Our own. reputations is entirely too shaky. There's been foul play, bu't 'tain't none of our biz. What's the kid got onto him. Now's the time to see." "Here's a nobby gold watch and chain fer one thing, was the reply, as the light-fingered Mr. Cook pos se ss ed himself or the articles In question-the gift of Mr Spratt. "No scarfpin, I see." No; he's only got a fifty-cent "How about the pocket? Even as Bill spoke his partner had thrust his hands into the pockets of Rob's pantaloons. A handkerchief, a knife, a few keys, and some small change were all he discovered. "Try the coat," whispered Bill. "That's the last-then dump him. Dead or alive, he ain't no good to us. Cook thrust his hand into the inside coat pocket and drew out an envelope. "That's all there is here," he answered. "What's in it?" "Nix, I" guess; it's as thin as a watelj. Well, may I be blowed!" "What now?" "Oh, nuthin'. There ain't n.uthin' in. this envelope-<>h, no! Nuthin' only a $5,000 check on the Fust National Bank of Illinoy!" CHAPTER XV. I' BURT IN A BAD BOX. We all know what happened to Rob Leroy that night, and as a consequence his absence frorp. the tents of the "Grand Consolidated," no matter how great the uneasiness it gave

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18 ACROSS THE CONTINENT wr.rn A CIRCUS Tise to in the mind of Mr. Spratt, can have caused the reader no surprise. Not so Burt. We left that young man standing upon the wooden plat form overlooking the Chicago river in front of Moses Eisen stein's elevator holding the hat which had dropped from poor Rob's head at the moment of his terrible fall. "Rob's hat! It is Rob's hat!" was the exc1amation which instantaneously escaped him. It was Rob's hat-there was the trademij.rk of the New York hatter upon the lining at whose shop as Burt knew, Rob had purchased this hat at the time he himself had bought the one he then wore. To find J.t thus upon the platform was almost conclusive evidence that Rob had been there-that some accident had oecurred of the most serious kind. "Great heaven! What can have happened! breathed Burt. Ah! if he had been but a few boars earlier! If he had only reached that platform at the time Reddy Cook .and his partner Bill hear{[ that tremendous splam 1'"nut stop. If we are going to bring Ifs into the question we might as well put it: Oh, if had only not come to the elevator at all! It is only consuming valuable tinie. But Burt was far too disturbed to waste time in idle wishing. It was after midnight in a lonely part of the ci ty. Something had clearly happened to his brother, and his first thought was to seek help from the police. What had brought Rob to the elevator was something Moses Eisenstein must know, and something, moreover, which he must be made to tell. "What the mischief brings you here at this time of night, Le roy, and which are you, Burt or Rob?" "I didn't address you," flashed Burt. "Mr. Eisenstein, you know me now if you didn't before ; where's my brother? Thatts what I want to know "Your brudder? How I know vere 1our brudder is? Vat you vant here? "But Rob was here. He came from Mr. Spratt to bring you a check for the money he owes you some hours ago and 'had not returned to the circus up to the time I left. "He not vas here I peleef you lie. Spratt send me a scheck by a circus poy. A likely ting!" "Well, it's a true thing th.en. Do you mean to tell me that you haven't seen Rob? I'm almost crazy for fear something has happened to him. See, here is his hat, which I just dis covered around upon the platform in front of the elevator If Rob hasn't been here what do you make of that, I'd like to know?" -Burt did not fail to observe that Winchell Hill and the Jew exchanged glances, but, of course, could not guess the thoughts passing through their minds Thus, when their manners altered suddenly and both ques tioned him with a great show of interest, he was taken com pletely off his guard. "Mr. Eisenstein and I have been out for a walk, Burt," the ex-ringmaster said. "We thought we saw someone go down the alley, and followed after to see who it was This is a very singular thing you tell us about Rob Come, let us go round on the platform and see what we can find." It might not have deceived one older and experienced, but it did most completely deceive Burt Leroy. Unhesitatingly he accompanied the two men around upon the platform. f'Tot even yet did Burt suspect the baseness of the .Jew's na-Eisenstein led the way, Hill and Burt came behind. ture, which had prompted Winchell Hill to seek Rob's life, "Where was it you found the hat, do you say?" asked tbe and which, should occasion offer, would prompt the ex-ring-latter, when they had gained the platform, "somewhere about master to seek his own. here?" Now, the opportunity was destined to come sooner than Hill expected. Wben Burt, mounted on Black Dick, came thundering up to the clothing store on Blue Island avenue, Winchell Hill and Moses Eisenstein, having hastily turned their backs upon the scene of the crime, were sitting together in the little parlor above the store, smokii;ig and drinking, discussing the affair and planning to purchase the circus next day. It happened that Israel Eisenstein, the proprietor of the store, was just then in the East buying goods; that his wife and daughter had gone to a party; that the servant was out, leaving Hill and the mone'y-lender in charge of th& house "Right there," said Burt, unsuspectingly. He had scarce turned to point out the spot wh .en Winchell Hill had him by the throat. "Quick, Eisenstein! breathed the as, fling ing his whole weight upon Burt, he bore him down upon the platform. "I've got him. He can't budge a peg. What's to be done?" "Schoke him, my tear! Schoke him!" hissed the Jew. "Confound dem poys'! 0dey haf already enough make mit me. Schoke de life out of him and drust me for your reward!" It was 1of no use for Burt to attempt to struggle, and cry out he could not. alone . It does I10t matter just what was said. Eisenstein heard the knocking, of course, and through the half-turned blinds. The whole weight of Winchell Hill's body was upon hilll. that awful grip about his throat prevented his uttering a spied Burt single cry. When the boy hitched Black Dick to .the lamp-post and turned into the alley leading down by the elevator he saw that, too, and the outcome of it all was that when Burt Leroy hurried off of the platform and started back up the ailey there stood Moses Eisenstevi and Winchell Hill blocking the way. "Here, you! Dis is brivat bToberty! Vat you prowl about here dis dime of night for, huh?" called the Jew in his most offensive tone. It didn't scare Burt a bit. The sight of Winchell Hill in Eisenstein's company had conveyed some suspicion of the truth to the boy's mind al ready, and he pushed boldly toward them demanding to know what had became of Rob. "Say, Eisenstein, I'll be blest if it isn't one of them Leroy boys!" exclaimed the ex-ringmaster, in well-feigned surprise. He had been taken unawares. Had it been otherwist;i the treacherous ringmaster would have found in Burt Leroy no mean antagonist. As it was, almost no time had elapsed ere the boy to all appearance, ceased to breathe. I've done it, Eisenstein," whispered Winchell Hill, rising at last. "That makes two to night. The boys are both out of your way now, Eisenstein, and I shall hold you strictly to your promised reward." "And you shall haf it, my tear-you shall haf it. You are sure he's dead?" "Can you doubt it? Look at his face-it is ai. black as a stove!" "Something must be done mit de pody den. We aFe liable to be caught at any moment. Schuck it in de river after his brother, freund Hill. Qvick now--Ha! Vat is dat?"

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7 .ACROSS THE CONTINENT' WITH 1\. CIRCUS 1 9 It was the bow of one of those great lake steamers so plentithough you knew something." Mr. Spratt questioned quickly, ful about Chicago which had just projected itself beyond the at the same time drawing the Bufl'alonian away from the auc line of the elevator, tioneer's platform, where a block of city lots was now being Evidently the steamer was working its way down the river sold amid considerable uproar. to its mouth. "So I do. I know that I have. got that check in my pocket But for the sharpness of the Jew's eyes they must have been now with the indorsement of Mike Lynch, tile keeper of one discovered to a certainty. of the most notorious gambling aens in the city, upon it. I As it was, the two men had just time to conceal themselves feared as much, and sent the check to Rob Leroy more than behind the watchman's little house upon the platform, drawhalf to try him. Fortunately the teller of 'the First National ing the .inanimate body of Burt Leroy ll,fter them, as the Bank. knew that I was in the city, and wondering how my steamer came alongside. check should happen to falJ into such disreputable hands, "De ting!" whispered Eisenstein, as the great, clumsy it round by a messenger a few momenti; ago to know it all was craft moved slowly by. "Don't you see? Dare's only von m;i.n right." on deck, and he's forward. Ven she gets fur'der along schust "Mr. Tucker, you wrong those boys> said the you trow de pody on board over mit de stern rail. Dey'll with a calmnes.s of manner which he rarely assumed. "What never know where it come from until dey are miles out on de you would intimate is th.at Rob, instead of going to Eisen lake-see? stein's, went off on a spree, cashing the check at Lynch's '"But tb,ink of the risk? Someone may see us after all. You gambling house?" can't be sure." "Precisely. I've lived and I know the world Mr. Spratt. ,;A, I am sure. Look for yourself. It's schust ai; I circus ls a hard school to bring up boys in. I wanted to find tell you. Qvick, now! Now is your schance!" .. out what sort of chaps these twins were, and now I know." It was indeed as the Jew had sal'd. "Have you the check about you?" The stern deck of the steamer, for some unknoW'n reason, "Certainly, here it is." seemed to be entirely deserted. And as Mr. Tucker spoke he dt'ew the check from a leather Satisfied that such was the case, Winchell Hill raised the wallet, placing it in the manager's hands. body of his victim and, stealing across the platiorm, droppe d Mr. Spratt turne' d the check over quickly it quietly over the stern rail upon the deck. On the back the name of Rob had been scrawled Then, returning to his concealment, he stood beside his evidently by some illiterate person, with the indorsement of companion watching the steamer as she moved on down the the gambler beneat!t. river out of sight. "And on this slight evidence you judge those boys?" demanded Mr. Spratt, gravely. "Look at that endorsement, my friend. I tell you in the most emphatic manner that Rob 14roy never wrote it. It resembles his signature in no way. CHAPTER XVI. Has this check been paid?" A CONFIDENTIAL TALK C LOSELY OONOEBNING THE TWIN R?DEBS. Are you sure Mr. Eisenstein has gone, auctioneer?" de manded Horace G. Tucker, looking anli:lously from face to fa.ce of those who occupied the fioor of the Chicago Real Estate Exchange. Really, I don't see him anywhere, Mr. Tucker," replie d the auctioneer, who knew the rich Buffalonian well. "He was here a moment ago and going to pay three hundred thousand forthe Grand Consolidated before he let it drop, was blowing around as hard as a backwoods blizzard. Guess he must have blown himself out." "It was the sight of me or the mention of my name that sent him fiying," whispere d Mr. Tucker, turning to the circus manager confidentially. "Mr. Spratt, it was a lucky moment for you when I chanced to take a hand in this little sale." "It was so Mr. Tucker. It saved me my circus-that's all. When my lawyer made that $60,000 bld I had reached the end of my rope." "You don't mean it? What' s it all about, anyway?" "Why, I have the misfortune to owe Moses Eisenstein $5,000, and--" "Five thousand! Is that all? How the mischief came you to let him foreclose?" "I was trying to tell you how I borrowe d your check from Rob Leroy, and--" "Ye&-yes, I know!" exclaimed the merchant, who was mov ing about impatiently. "You told me how the twin sons of my old friend Leroy disappeared last night, and the check with them. It looks bad very bad; but you need have no fears that they have met with foul play. They'll turh uP all right I dl\resay before the day is over with heads swelled up a little and minus the check-oh, yes, minus the check." "No." "Then it must not be. I shall take it to police headquarters Immediately; though I am in trouble enough, heaven knows I'll sell everything I possess, but I'll find those boys and set them right in your eyes and the eyes of the world. Drink! why, neither of them have ever tasted liquor. Gamble! 1\11. Tucker, I doubt greatly if either Burt or Rob could tell the jack of diamonds from the queen Qf clubs." "You are getting excited, Mr. Spratt.'' "I know I am, but I can't help it, sir If the boys were my own sons I couldn't feel more strongly. Some terrible thing has happ'ened to them, but your suggestion is utterly false. It is my belief that Eisenstein and that scoundrel of a ringmaster, who shall never set foot in my tent again, is at the bottom of it all." "And I believe you," sai'd Tucker grasping the manager warmly by the hand. "I was wrong; I take it all back. Now I come to think of it, Eisenstein has only too good reason for wanting to make way with the boys." ''Ah! now you are talking. But if you knew this, why didn't you tackle Eisenstein when you first came on the floor t of the exchange?" "Because I didn't for an instant guess it was Eisenstein, replied the Bufl'alonian, quickly. "Never saw the fellow in my life. Wouldn't have know.n he was here if I haan't heard the auctioneer speak his name." "But you sfild--" "That he has good reason for wishing the boys out of the way-yes. I did say so. Look here Mr. Spratt, since your interest in Burt and Rob Leroy is so great, you have a right to know all that I know. Has Rob told you about our meeting in Buafl'lo?" "Yes." "And of my intimations that his father left a very consid"Minus the check! What do you mean y o u speak as erable estate:?''

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20 A.CROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS "He tol'd me all last night. : "That is all he knew "Of c ou rse; and y ou can t think how I blame myself for borrowing tha t check. 'Le t that pass ; there i s no use in regretting what can't be helped. What Rob Leroy told you amounts to nothing, for the reason tha t h e knew nothing. The matter has assumed such shape that it will bear telling. Shall I tell you now? " A s well now a s any time. .. here you hit.vo it. Would it surprise you. to know that B.ur t and Rob Leroy are legally entitled to more than three hundred thou sand dollars o{ the fortune Moses Eisens te iu c alls his own? YOtl -can' t m ean it, Mr. Tucker! " .:But I' do though. I set one <;if the best lawYers in New York City at work investigating the matter within three days after my intervie w with Rob Leroy in Buffalo, and I am obliged:.to confess that I was astounded myself at what he found s ee the father of these boys was an old friend of mine; !ind as they have no doubt told you, he was believed by everyone to have died poor. "This struck me as strange, since I knew him.to have been w ell fixed a few years before his death, and it surprised others also It seam' s ; but though some slight effort was to inve stigate his affairs at the time, no property-whatever be found. Now the result of my investigation shows a very different s tate of a ffairs from what was supposed to exist. "It seems that two years before he died Mr. Leroy sol'd off everything, and invested in a secret process for the extraction of mineral dyes from coal tar. "So close was it kept that no one knew anything about the matte r except this man Eisenstein, who wa:s a partner in the enterprise, and when Leroy was killed in that railroad acci d ent there was not so much as a scrap of paper found to show that the part:r;iership ever had an existence." And the invention proved successful?" demanded Mr. Swatt, who h a d listened with close attention. Success f ul beyond all belief, 'Was the reply. "Eisenstein cleared two millions and then sold out the bsiness. All that is now necessary is to serve the legal P!l-Pers upon this scoundre l, demanding an accounting of the partnership. It wouldn't greatly sufi>rise me if we found that the boys were entitlea to half a million. Once we can put our finger on the fellow he ll have to Show his hand, for my lawYer has discovered abundant proof of the justice of the claim." "And does Eisenstein know this?" asked the manager. "He does. It was for this reason h e left New York." "And for the same reason he has, perhaps, made way with Burt an d Rob! Mr. Tucker, we must not lose an instant. The police shall know of this. As I said before, if it costs me my last dollar the mystery must be explained." But that day passed and the next as well without a ray of light being shed upon the strange disappearance of the twin riders of the ring. Besides this, there was another disappearance to record. Moses Eisenstein and Winchell Hill though sought for in every 'direction, could not be found. At the clothing store on Blue Island avenue it was said that the Jew had gone West." An indefinite statement which went for nothing at all. Whatever might have been the truth, it was evident that Eisenstein alarmed at the sudden appearance of Mr. Tucker in Chicago had taken a hasty leave. Happy Joe, the clown upon being questioned, declared that the remarks he had let fall in his cups meant nothing-that he had not seen Winchell Hill since the circus left New York. Detectives were set at work sear c h wa s made in every dire c tion, but all to no purpose. On the third day Mr. Spratt was relu ctantly forced to aban don all personal attention to the matter. A great circus must keep its eng a g e m e nts o r go t o destru c tion and the Gratld Consolida ted" m o ve d o n by r a il to Min neapolis and St. Paul, minus i t s chi e f attrac tion th, e twin riders of the ring . ..... CHAPTER XVII. C IRCUS BUSINESS O N THE LAKE. Gentlemen, will s om e of you have the kindness to t e ll me where I am and how I c am e h ere ? It was an extraordinary r e quest certainly, and i t cau s ed Captain Cutter of the Northern Tran sit Comp any's ste am e r Pewankee to look up from an excellent pok e r h and in a maz e ment at the speaker, a young man who had knocked modestly upon the half-open dopr of his. private room "What the blue blazes ails the f e llow a nyhow? thundered tl i e captain. "Who are ye and how did y e c om e h e re! Upon niy word, you must have been pow e rful lu s h when you came aboard last night. Say Mr. Whitson, be you going to call or not?" There were three persons taking a hand in Captain Cutter's little poker game beside the comm .ander of the Pewankee himself. These were Mr. Whitson, of St. Paul, Minnesota who owns, as everyone in the Northwest i s aware the finest stud of rac-. Ing horses in the Unite d States, and two w e ll-known horse trainers, "\'\'hose names we have d e em e d it be s t to c on ce al. Though somewhat coarse by nature, Mr Whits on was possessed of a kind and generous heart. He was on his return from the Chi c ago races, and the Pe wankee carried on the main de c k horse s b e longing to him that half a million would not buy'. As ie young man who had knoc k' ed at the doo r of the s tate room had preferred a civil request, it struc k Mr. Whitson that he was entitled to a civil answer, and he told C aptain Cutter as much in his own blunt way. "What? Delay the game to talk. to a drunke n d eckhand?" retorted the captain. "If you insist upon it, Mr. Whitson, it's nothing to me. Here, you-w;ll.o the ml schie f a r e you anyhow, and what is it you want to ;know? Now, the young man at the door was not i n the best of trim, it .must be aamitted. He wore a blu e s hi r t tattered trousers, a battered hat, and a pair of wre t c h e d old sho es. Beside this, his face was cut and bruise d a nd the r e were great black marks about his neck just as though som e evilly disposed person had been trying to choke him to d e ath. Yet he was a handsome youth for all that, and as his frank, open gaze met that of the poker-playing captain the latter was somehow reduced to a sort of half civility in spite him self "Will one of you have the kin' dness to tell me where I am and how I came here?" In the same bewildered way the question was repeated again. ."You're on board the Pewankee bound for Duluth, away up on Lake Superior1that's where y ou are replied the cap tain. "As to how you came here you ought to know that better than I can you Shouldn t drink so much rum, young fellow, then you wouldn't lose your h e ad. "Gentlemen, I assure you that I never tasted liquor in my life. I--" "There, there, I've answere d your questions-now you git.!" roared the captain. "Blow me if I kin s e e Whlj.t the 'tarnal my mate wanted to ship a hand like you fer. Git now! Git

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.ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH .A CIRCUS or I'll give you something to take along with you that mebbe ye won't like." Slowly the young man moved away from the door of the captain' s stateroom. ['here was not much satisfaction to be obtained there-that was evident. The answer was lost to Burt Leroy, who strained his ears to catch it, and as the moments passed a steamer, the counter part of the Pewankee, attracted by their signals of distress bore down alongside. By this time the clouds had rolled away and with the break of morning the wind fell to aconsiderable extent. There was still less to be had from the mate, who when There was little difficulty in passing from the doomed Peaddressep called him a "stowaway," threatened to have him wankee which was settling lower in the water every moment arrested upon their arrival at Duluth,' and ordered him to to the deck of the rescuing steamer. slush down the deck under penalty of being "chucked overIt wa s even po ss ible to run a gangplank across and by this board" forthwith. mean s some of the lighter portions of the cargo were trans-Altogether, the young man in the blue shirt and the ragged f e rred trousers found reason to believe before the morning was over As the morning advan c ed however it became that that he had fallen in With a pretty hard crowd the steamer mu s t sink, and the waves still ran far too high to There was some mystery about this young man, and on the p ermit any of Mr. Whits on 's valuable race horses being re trip of the Pewankee up Lake Michigan and throuah the blue mov e d / waters of Superior during the days which followed it "It' s no u s e s ir! e x claim e d Capta'in Cutter, as th_e millionwas not explained. aire for the twentieth time demanded that the attempt should Captain Cutter, Mr. Whitson ahd the trainers-these were be made. n the only passengers-played poker incessantly and never "If your trainers can't do it I'm sure my men can'_t.. The troubled themselves concerning the crew. The mate was so man don't live who could drive those horses over that:plank surly that no one dared to address him, and as for the deckfrom one steamer to the other in a swell like this. hands, the young man would hold no communication with It was true. them, further than to give his name as Burt Leroy. The trainers had tried it, and ha'd failed. Burt Leroy! On the ocean where the tide ebbs and flows it would have Well, the secret is out. been entirely impossibl e to keep the gangplank between the Not it can have been muc h of a mystery to the reader, two steamers at all and even here on the lake hi spite of the though to understan' d how he came to be on board the Pefact that both were at anchor and had been lashed together wankee was not a little perplexing to Burt himself. at bows and stern in hope of rescuing Mr. Whitson s valuable From the moment when Burt, attacked by Winchell Hill, stud, it was a very difficult thing. had been forced down upon the platform in front of the el\-"Cut the lashings!" roared Captain Cutter. "The Pewankee vator, he regained consciousne s s only to find himself is doomed. We ve done all man can do." lying in a bunk in the fo'castle of the Pewankee all was a "Ten thousand dollars to the man who drives Ringrose over blank. that plank! echoed Mr. Whitson who was pacing the deck The explanation ef Burt's presence on the steamer is already like a mad11;1.an. Twenty-five thousand for them all!" familiar to the reader, and when we add that in his fall the N
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22 '.ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS CHAPTER XVIII. AN AWFUL SITUATION. 1 Two boys exactly resembling each other, riding race horses up the plank leading from the wrecked to the main deck of the rescuing steamer, where one only went on board! Then of a certainty the other can be no less a person than Rob Leroy, whom we left unconscious in the hands of the river thieves, Reddy dook an' d his friend Bill. Rob it was for a fact, and his presence on board the Pe wankee must be accounted for before this narrative advances ahother step. As far as Rob himself is concerned, this would be a dimcult thing to do. To this day the young circus rider has not been able to account for the sudden discovery that he was in the hold of a lake steamer, since he remembered nothing of all that transpired from the moment Winchell Hill, with treacherous hand, thrust him o .ut of the elevator window, to the time when he came to his senses in th. e hold or the Pewankee. "Then how did you find out all about Reddy Cook and the rest of it?" did we hear someone ask. Hla situation was terrible-so terrible that we do not care to describe it. Fortunately, he was able to keep up his courage, and, st!H more fortunately, to discover among the freight a large pack ing-case, badly broken, which proved to contain various kin"ds 'of crackers in tin boxes. It was this discovery which saved his life And so the time went on. Whither was the steamer bound? This was the question the boy asked himself again and again during those hours of trial. It was a question to which no answercould possibly be re turned. It was all in vain for him to try and make himself heard for above head horses could be J:ieard neighing and stamping, and keeping up a fearful racket. If he could only find the hatch something might be done to make his presence known, bjlt in this direction all hi!! efforts ,roved vain. Then came the storm. All through that fearful season poor Rob had as much as he could do to keep out of the way of the shifting freight, which had been stowed in the most slovenly manner possible and which threatened to crusli him every time he attempted Well, as the boys say, "that's telling." We did find out, and what is more, that written is strictly true-ain't that enough? which we have to make a move. As for Rob, with him it was all mystery, for he awoke to consciousness only to find himself lying on his back in total darkness upon a bed which seemed to be laboring under an aggravated attack of the blind staggers, rocking from sfde to side Rob started up with that strange, terrified feeling which one sometimes experiences upon suddenly awakening a dream. What had happened? Where was he? Surely he must be on the water, the bed rolled so! Had he been asleep and dreaming all these strange things He had shouted himself hoarse. He had scrambled about over boxes and bales until utterly exhausted. t\.nd as the violence of the storm increased, and the steamer pitched and rolled, Rob, who was almost mad with thirst, climbed upon the top of a tier of cases and laid do\vn, ex pecting every moment to feel the water rush in upon him and bring the end. I Then, utterly weq.ry, not caring how soon death should come to relieve his sufferings, the wretched boy strangely enough did what he had not been able to do for many hoursfell fast asleep. about $5,000 checks-the grain elevator-Winchell Hill's push Now time had become as nothing to Rob Leroy. and that terrible fall? Whether it was darkness or daylight when he fell asleep Rob put out his hand in the darkness, P,alf expecting to find he neither knew nor cared. his brother lying asleep beside him. When he awoke things were quieter. He was badly mixed, and no wonder. The steamer was rolling heavily, it is true, but the awful In his fall from the elevator window he had struck his pitching had ceased head a fearful blow. Hence the long period of unconsciousness. But for the happening along of the two river thieves at that 'opportune moment the young circus rider would now have been numbered among the dead. But Rob did not know this. Neither did he know that Reddy Cook and his friend Bil1 had, after robbing him, tossed his body into the open hatch of the Pewankee as she lay tied up alongside a lumber-yard at some distance from the elevator where the incident occurred. For the next ten minutes Rob Leroy was the most mystified fellow you can possibly imagine. When matters straightened themselves out in his mind at last he found them bad enough. He was in the hold of a steamer, lying upon the top of a compact mass of freight in total darkness, without food or water, with scarcely air enough to breathe. Besides this, his head was badly cut and the best 61 his clothes gone. As for his watch, scatfpin, cufl'.buttons, and, above all, the $5,000 check1 they were gone, too. Is it any wonder that 111 the long hours which followed Rob Leroy almost went ins11.ne? Rob opened his eyes and looked about him. He instantly discovered that his d'esperate situation had undergone an important change. In the first place, the water had penetrated the hold at last. He could hear it splashing about among the freight with every movement of the ill-fated craft. Then, instead of the black darkness which ha'd previou15ly surrounded him, he could now perceive at no great distance away,. a light streaming down upon the confused mass of freight from above. Overhead he could still hear the stamping of the horses still louder than ever, and he could also hear voices-this brought to his soul an overpowering sense of relief. To scramble over the cases and bring himself beneath the light was but the work of a moment. The next and Rob Leroy had raised his voice in a resounding shout for help. "Why, there must be someone down in the hold," he heard a voice exclaim above him. Then over the combing of the open hatch a head wa;:; thrust. To his intense amazement it was the head of his brother Burt.

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ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A 01RCUS 23 dHAPTER XIX. SPRATT HAS A GUEAT SURPRISE. "Young man, do you think you can accomplish what you have undertaken?" .. I never undertake what i accomplish, sir. That ain't my style." "I admire your colifldence, but I doubt your. ability. There s still a heavy sea on, the steamer is rocking terribly. Do you believe you can force obedience when you order Ringrose to ascend the plank?" "I expect him.to obey me, sir. I am perfectly at home with horses. I never saw one yet which I could not control." Burt and the rich horse owner, Mr. Whitson, of St. Paul, were the speakers, and the main deck of the sinking Pewankee the scene of action, of course. The l:lteamer was still rolling alarmingly, and in her badly damaged condition might be expected to founder at any mo ment. Whatever was to be done toward saving the horses must be done quickly-there was no disputing that. "Which is Ringrose?" demanded Burt, glancing at the valuable stud of racers which, with full comprehension of their danger, seemingly, were stamping and neighing, and striving by every means to work themselves Jree. "That black stallion," replied Mr. Whitson, pointing out the horse. "Now look here, young man, don't you run any risk. I had ratheT lose a dozen Ringroses than--Great grief! What was that?" "Wby, there must be someone in the bold!" cried Burt, springing toward the hatch, which during the excitement bad been opeued by one of the deckhands, with the dear knows what end in view. "Someone in the hold! Impossible! Who would be fool enough to-What's that you say?" "It's Rob! It's my brother. A rope! Oh, where is there a rope! Great Goq1 I thank Thee for bringing me on board again!" Montmorency's circus, whose 'disappearance has caused such a stir in Chicago. This is a lucky day for me." And so it was. We dare affirm that under no other combination of circumstances could the valuable stud belonging to the Minnesota millionaire have had the ghost of a chance. "Which horse shall I take, sir?" asked Rob, as Burt unhitched Ringrose and sprang upon his back. "Take Susie K, if you can take any," Teplied Mr. Whitson, pointing out a handsome bay mare. "But, see here, you may not be strong enough. You are looking terribly. Think of all you have passed through. Think--" "I will think when we have saved your horses!" cried Rob as he undid the hitching-strap and leaped upon the back of Susle 'Now, then, Burt, with a rush up that plank! This thing has got to be done quickly or not at all." -'And indeed this was the truth. Already the Pewankee had settled considerably, an. q men on boaTd the rescuing steamer had all they could do to keep the plank in place. With the peculiar cry by which he was accustomed to urge. on his horses in the ring, Burt Leroy dug his heels into the horse's flanks. "There he comes! There he comes!" went up the shout from the deck of the rescuing steamer, and then came those other exclamations of astonishment at sight of Rob-Burt' s Ii ving image-urging on Susie K. behind. How did they manage it? Certainly we shall never tell. Not being circus riders, how can we be expecled to know? There was a tremendous scramble, loud shouts from Burt and up the steep ascent of the swaying plank, with dilated nostrils, came thousands upon thousands of dollars' worth of horseflesh safe and sound. Mr. Whitson scrambled after, gaining the deck in time to lend his voice to the deafening cheer which Tose. He was none too soon. Scarce had the feet of the twin riders touched the planks, as they leaped from the backs of Ringrose and Susie K., than there came a sudden rush-a whirl-and the ill-fated PewanNow we have no time for details. kee, now fortunately cut loose from her rescuer, sank beneath Our story is becoming well advanced, and there still remains the waves and was seen no more. much to tell. Burt's amazement, Rob' s unspeakable joy and relief, Mr. Whitson's great surprise, must all be passed over in silence. Sumce to say thatJthe rope was found, Rob drawn up out of the hold of the sinking steamer, and a moment later ie twins were locked In each other's arms. "For heaven's sake, what brought you here?" gasped Burt the instant he had recovered his power of speech "Winchell Hill' s doings. Burt-and you?" "Winchell Hill again, Rob. We owe that man a terrible reckoning, and--" "And whlle you two are wasting time," broke In Mt. Whitson, "my chances on Ringrose a.re growing beautifully less:'' "Rob!" cried his brother, thus recalled to himself. "Do you grasp the situation? Here are horses belonging to this gentleman worth thousands of dollars. I have promised to ride the most valuable among them up that plank. You can take another?" "I can, Burt. It ls nothing to do." "Nothing!" cried Mr. Whitson. "Nothing! One would think to hear you talk that you two were old circus riders-" "Very well," said Burt, quietly. "And so we are." "Do you mean it?" "Indeed I !lo." "Fire 'em out! Shoot the muffs! We won't have 'em! We want the Leroys! Give us the Leroys!" Now upon my word this is too bad!" cried Mr. Spratt, who 'Was peering out from behind the canvas Into the circus "Great Caesar, I can't give them the Leroys! I only wish I could They are right, too. Those fellows are regular muffs. I'll bounce them to-night. They can't Tide for a cent. It was atr St. Paul, Minnesota. The great circus bad pitched its tent upon the high bluffs overlooking tqe Mississippi river at a point somewhat above the Metropolitan Hotel. Ill luck seemed to follow the unfortunate manager. In the absence of the twin favorites two bareback riders had been engaged in Chicago. This was their first appearance, and most wretched substitutes for BuTt and Bob Leroy had they proved. Twice already bad they fallen from their horses, amd, to be brief, their performance had turned out a perfect botch. The tent resounded with cat-calls, cries of "Hustle 'em out!" "Give us the Leroys!" and the like. And, after all, it was the manager's own fault. He bad no business to bill these fellows as the genuine "Your names?" Leroy BTothers. "I am Burt, my brother Rob Leroy." Just this he had done, an' d into the ring they had ridden "Thunder!" exclaimed the millionaire. "The twin riders of without the slightest explanation.

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24 ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS Here. was the result. rattan and gone out among the top seats of the tier, ready to "It would be better to go out and explain to the audience, slash right and left in case of the slightest disturbance when I should say," suggested Hughes, the menagerie superintend the bogus Leroy Brothers on again. ent, now long since restored to the manager's good graces. "Do you think so?" "I do, most decidedly." ".Upon my word I am afraid they'll rotten-egg me. What are we ever going to do? Those fellows cin't ride, and that's all there is about it." "I'll fix 'em!" he whispered to one of the policemen. "There shan't be no row in my circus, not if the court knows herself. To-mor,r?w I'll publish a card in the Pioneer Press and give the truth of the matter just as it is." Ju,st then Mlle. Zitella, the dashing female rider, appeared in the rb:lg, and the last bareback act following immediately "Suppose you discharge them, then where will you be? You upon her exit, Mr. Spratt made ready to use his rattan. will have to ldok a Jong while before you up anyone who "Thunder! Why don't the fools come on?" he thought, as even as well as they do away up here in the North-Mlle. Zitella disappeared amid great applause, and in the west." absence of any other attraction, Happy Joe began his jokes all right. I can send to New York." again. .. And engage goo'd riders in the middle of the season? I Evidently the audience were too. doubt it. All the best are with Barnum, the small shows have "Leroys! Give us the Leroys!" was the call that went up .'i"he'. rest, and any way you put it you can't get two riders to among them, when suddenly the canvas ftew back and two hold a candle to Burt and Rob Leroy." bold, young bareback riders, standing upon four coal:black Now this was strictly true, and Mr. Spratt knew it. horses, dashed into the ring. He could not tell the audience the story of the Leroy Broth-"Hooray-hooray! Them's the Leroys! Three cheers fpr ers, although doubtless many present were aware that the the Leroys!" twin riders were strangely missing; so instead of leaving the Every man and boy on the upper tiers had risen to his feet, matter to settle itself, and the boys in the upper seats to be settled by the policeman's rattan, Mr. Spratt very foolishly I went out into the ring and made a long, rambling speech, urg-ing that order be maintained, and pretending that the falls of the new riders had been a part of the programme and prear ranged. While not actually claiming that these were the genuine Leroys, he still Intimated as much. This was more than the audience in its present temper could bear. The catcalls and hootings continued. It was as mueh as the policemen in charge could do to quiet them. Whether or no they would have succeeded at all, had not Happy Joe began his fun just as the new riders v anished be-hind the curtain, it is difficult to say. Well, thank goodness that's over with," puffed Spratt, the tent resounding with their deafening cheers. Well, how about the rattan? Why does not the manager use it? Use it? Why, he is shouting himself-shouting like mad! These are no bungling riders who have entered the ring. They are Burt and Rob Leroy. .. CHAPTER XX. HAPPY JOE SHOWN IN HIS TRUE COLORS AT LAST. !There they come! There are the boys! Upon my word, they are a pair of fine young fellows. I must say I don't you, Ethel, for fancying Rob Leroy, although I could mopping his P.erspiring brow. "I suppose we'll have to have wish he was something beside a circus ri'der." it again when those fellows go on for the second time, though. "Nonsense, father! You have no reason to assume that I If I wasn't so out of practice I'd take a horse myself." care anything about Rob Leroy. Of course, .after all that has Next came the Petry Brothers, the famous acrobats-who, happened I am interested in the young man. Even you are by the way, were not related to ea. ch other in the slightest obliged to admit that is the handsomest fellow you ever degree. were well received and loudly applau'ded. saw; and as for his being a circus rider, I'm sure so long as he behaves himself properly, as Rob always has an d always The audience seemed trying to make up for its unruly conwill, that is no disgrace." duct. "Well, upon my word! So I've no reason to assume that But then the Petry Brothers are great favorites, as everyyou care anything about the young man, haven't I? Ethel, one knows. you are a cool one. But go on-you shall have my blessing if Then Happy Joe did his great donkey act, following which it comes to that." And in a low tone, to himself, Mr. Tucker Signor Spandalini was brought in from the sideshow in order added: "If things turn out for the boys as I believe they, to help out a rather weak programme with his great swordwill, circus rider or no circus rider, Ethel might do worse." swallowing business, wl\ic;h .was received with deafening "There they are now, Burt! Ltlok, don't you see her? I knew they'd be here to-night Didn't I tell you so? I tell you Meanwhile Mr. Spratt, determining that order should be you can talk about the beauty of the Frisco girls as much as maintained at all hazards, had arme'd' himself with a huge j you like-they can't hold a candle to her."

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ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS 15 "Where are they, Rob? I don't see them." heard from him, and knew thatl he was actively engaged in "There in the second row to the left." their matters. "I see now You've been writing to that girl, you rascal Still so his lawyers assured him Mr. Tu cker stated noth-and never told me." ing could be done toward recovering the property of the father Well, wh .at if I have?" of Burt and Rob until they could lay their hands on Eisen-"Nothing, only she must have answere 'd-otherwise how did stein, in which effort they had s.o far signally failed. you know she was in San Francisco, much less that she would Now if Rob had had intimation of Mr Tucker's intention to be here to-night?" "Burt, you altogether 'too much." visit San Erancisco Burt had not. ]. He felt naturally1 that his brother should have confiqed in I imagine that you are head ears in love with Ethel him. j, 'IT Tucker, and I wi s h success with all my heart." ConsE:quently the close of the performance that Here, here, boys you'll hav e to do it. They'll never s top found them discussing the matter again. their racket outside until you go on again." And the twin rid ers of the ring, their conversation inter-. : c It was in the greenroom of the Hippodrome The audience an d of the company had taken their de-rupted by Manager Montague Montmorency or plain Samuel parture. Spratt, whichever you please leaped upon the backs of their horses and went through their performance again in response to the deafening encore. Now, the first took place in the auditorium the second in the performers' quarters of the great HippO-:_, ;.,,J The boys were indulging in their little controve rsy Whe. n Manag ei: Spratt, followed by a gentleman and lady, came bustung in. "Here they are! Here they are! I knew we'd find 'em!" exclaimed Mr. Spratt, heartily. "Burt, Rob here are some drome at San Francisco, away out on Market street, beyond friends of yours. Woodward's Gardens, on a certain evening late in the fall. Then t here was a great deal of handshaking and a great Weeks--.yes months-have passed since the sudden appeardeal of talking. ance of the twin riders in the ring at St. Paul, and the tour the continent is completed Mr . Tucker, who bad never met Burt, entered into a Of the Grand Consoli'dated across explanation of the position of affairs while Rob was devoting at last. Completed yes and successfully completed. Minneapolis Des Moines, Omaha, Kansas City St. Louis, Salt Lake, Sacramento and .a of smaller towns hav.e been visited -'without an incident occurring to mar a run of unprecedented success. Stormy as was the first portion the taken as a whole, has brought good luck both to Burt and Rob and their kin' d friend Mr. Manager Spratt, whose joy at finding the boys himself to Miss Ethel, whlcll was altogether the proper thing to do "You see not a thing can be done until we can lay hands on that s coundrel Eisenstein," said Mr. Tucker after the conversation had been in progress for an hour and more. "The de tectives have searched for him everywhere ; but after the dastardly part he bas played the fellow bas sense enough to keep out of the way. It was reported to me the other day in Chi cago that he seen in San Francisco, so as Ethel was safe and sound on that memorable night at St. Paul knew no anxious to see Califo rnla, and I more than anxious to ,have bounds. this business settled we determined to take the trip out, and In the first place the brothers found themselves the happy here we are. possessors Of some $30,000 $25,000 being the liberal reward "And now that you are here what are your plans?" aske'd paid by Mr. Whitso11 for the rescue of bis race horses Ring-the manager. I can hardly believe that Eisenstein can be rose and K ., the additional $5,000 being the proceeds of in the city, or I s hould have run across him before this, since Mr. check . this is our third week in San Fra ncisco. If be is here, though, As for Mr. Spratt, be .bad settled his obligation to Moses don t spare any e ffort to catc h him I'm flush now and wouldn t Eisen stein through the latter' s lawyers long ago, and had found no difficulty in ac_complisbing this, sin c e his St. Paul engagement bad proved the most 11rofitable he bad ever known From far. and near people flocked to see the heroes of the wrecked Pewankee, whose doings were well advertised in the local news columns, as may be readily believed . Now in all these months not a word had been beard either of Eisenstein or Winchell Hill. mind sp e nding a good round sum to get square with the fel low and with Hill, too,.'for what they did to these boys." "Oh mon e y i s no obje c t ," r e plied Mr Tucker. "If Burt and Rob can only have justi c e done them they'll have all the money .they c an ever want. I've already set the San Francisco police on E i senstein s track, and--Look here, Mr. Spl'att! Don t you smell smoke? Upon my word I believe there i s som ething burning outside that door." Warrants issued by the Chicago police bad proved useless. "Now y ou spe a k I do notice it. There can't be anything Detectives who were set on their track failed to fln' d then;i wrong-hea vens but there is though! If this should and it began to look as though this pair of precious plotters b e on fire I am a ruined man! had left the country never to return. A quick puff of s mok e bursting through the keyhole and Of c ourse this was bad for the prospects of our twin heroes. through the cracks of the door at this moment made it apparAltbough they had not seen Mr. Tucker, they had frequently! ent to all that Mr Tucker had been right.

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26 :A.CROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A CIRCUS At the same instant came the sound of Some heavy body falling, followed by other curious sounds. Mr. Spratt sprang toward the door and flng it open. There were two men running along the passage. Though in the darkness he could see nothing, Burt could tell this by the sound of their footsteps. A dense black smoke burst,into the room. That the bid fair to prov. e a danger?us one he was At the same instant the soun'ds of voices bemade only too well aware when, out of the darkness, a bullet came audible further along the passage, followed almo1;1t incame whizzing past his head. stantly by a tremendous scrambling-another fall-then foot-With most men this would have been a clincher. steps hurrying away. In the case of Burt Leroy it did not even bring him to a .. The manager, Mr. Tucker and Burt dashj!d through the halt. smoke into the passage. He knew that the passage came to an end at the top of a Rob, opening another door, hurried Miss auditorium, rroin which therjl could be Ethel out into flight of stairs leading down into the rooms where the animals no difficlfliY hi belonging to the menagerie were kept, and he knew also that gaii1ing the open air. there was no other exit in the direction which the fugitives Meanwhile it was speedily disi:overep ]ly those who had had chosen except by a window at a little distance ahead, entered the passage, which led down off to the stables wl\iire which was raised some twenty feet above the ground. the f!.Uimals belonging to the menagerie were confined, that a If the incendiaries were familiar with the building, then by fire of no small proportions was already ga\niI\g headway, for the window they might escape. at that instant the flooring, which seemed to have been sprin-kled with0 some sort of inflammable substance, burst in a dozen places into flames If, on the contrary, such was not the case, they would be sure to descend the stairs and become entangled in the maze of passages leading to the various rooms below. "What fiend s work is this?., cried Mr. Spratt, in di13may. ''The whole place is' ablaze! I am ruined! After them, Burt! "Halt, or 1 fire!' shouted Burt, dashing ahead. "You are There go the scoundrels now ( Bless my soul, here's one of dead men if you advance another step!" them on the floor! They had stumbled over the body of a man lying prostrate just beyond the line of the, flames, perceiving even as they did so two other forms hurrying off down the dark passage out of sight. While Burt dashed after the flying forms, Mr. Tucker hur ried to the greenroom seized a fire bucket which he had ob served there, and flung it on the flames. Meanwhile the manager had stooped and raised the fallen man. It was a bold but unsuccessful effort. Did the incendiaries know that he was unarmed? Certainly it seemed so, fof they paused only to send a second bullet whizzing through the darkness, which by great good fortune went as wide of the mark as the first. "Out of the window!" Burt,heard a voice exclaim, and then by the faint light which broke upon the passage from the window ahead, Burt saw the sash flung up and a man"s form spring through the open space. Burt knew the voice, and by the dim light recognized its "Why, it's Riley!" l:iurst from the lips of Mr. Spratt as he owner. did this. It was Winchell Hill! I "It's Happy Joe, my clown! He's as drunk as a lord." He was outof the window and had disappeared in an in"That you, Spratt-old Spratt, eat no fat!" blurted out the stant. clown, in thick, maudlin accents. "Yer old show's_ a goner-a goner d'ye hear? Serves you right-said I'd get square. We did it-Eisenstein, Winch Hill and me!" CONCLUSION. The next and the form of his companion was also revealed. As Burt had suspected, it was Moses Eisenstein. Less agile than the ex-ringmaster, he had in his at tempt to clear the window, and .fell back heavily on the floor, only to regain his feet and spring away as Burt t:ame hurrying up. Alorig the paS'sage and down the stairs he sped, the young circus rider hurrying after him. At the foot of the passage a swinging light burned. and Burt, who was now close upon him, saw the Jew open a door Littljl slid Burt Lerpy im,agine when, leaving Mr. Tucker at the foot of the stairs and dash wildly into the room beyond. and his friend, tl\e manager of the Grand Consolidate!l. he In an instant Burt Leroy sprang to the door and turned sprang along the PSage, that the conclusion of all his per-the key. p:ex\ties was so near. The room was a small one into which the cages containing Fn1qt\entIY the end of seemingly endless trouble is close at the lions and tigers had been rolled by order of Hughes, the hand without 'our being aware of it. It was so in this instance. manager of the menagerie, who deemed it advisable that they should be separated from the other beasts. While our friends were discussing the ways ancl Il).eans in Now Burt, thoroughly familiar with the premises, knew that the greenroom of the San Francisco Hippodrome, fate'. was there was but one other entrance to this room, and he knew quietly working into their hands in a way they little dreamed. also that this locked on the outside.

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, ACROSS 'fHE CONTINENT WI'DH A CIRCUS 1'1 There was no occasion for further haste, so far as Eisen-ever, while the growlings of the beasts, excited by t11;e din, 1tein was concerned. ncreased to that extent that it was next to impossible to The Jew had run head first into a trap. make one's voice heard. ''What's the matter? Where's the fire?" shouted several of "Open the door, Burt!" shouted Mr. Spratt, "open the door, [the menagerie assistants, who at this moment came hurry-my boy. This little entertainment is about to close, or I'm ing up. all astray in my reckoning. Open the door and let the curtain "Have you caught them? Have you caught them?" panted Mr. Tucker, dashing past the menagerie men down the sfairs. "Led me owit-led me owit! Fader Abraham, I shall be killed! I shall be eaten alive!" Actually, there was not the slightest danger, since the ani down upon the last scene. And Burt opened the door. Had a swarm of exceedingly young and active bees behind him, Eisenstein could not have shot out faster he did. been than mals were all securely fastened in their cages; but theJ1 the He had lost his hat, his clothes were covered with the dust room was dai k and Eisenstein the greatest coward _in the of the floor upon which he had fallen, his gold eyeglasses world Mingled with the cries of the Jew from behind the door came fearful growlings, roars and snarlings, together with a violent pounding on the panels. It was a veritable Babel of sound. "I've got one of them, Mr. Tucker!" gasped Burt, all out of breath. "The other contrived to get away." "Which one-Eisenstein? Ah, yes, I know his voice. The SCOjidrel, to en. danger all our lives. Well done, Burt Leroy welr' done!" Then there was more racket, this time along the corridor leading to the stables, and outside into the yard behind the hippodrome. And even as Mr. Spratt appeared dragging the wretched clown, who, In spite of all his struggles, found it impossible to escape, Rob came hurrying along the passage, followed by two stalwart stablemen, who conducted between them, pale and trembltng, the late ringmaster, Winchell Hill. "Hill!" cried Mr. Spratt, dropping Happy Joe a helpless badly broken, hung dangling' from a string. He did not need them. .q tp Quite powerful enough were his unaided eyes to discdver 'ih the determined faces about him that the game he had played so long and so successfully had been played to its end. "Vell, vat you vant?" he snapped, desperately. "A man of about your size, I'm thinking," said Mr. Spratt, in a tone of. triumph. "Officer, you are just in time." Even as the manager spoke a stranger strode through the corridor Into their midst, laying a heavy hand upon the shoul .der of the Jew. The stranger wore the gray uniform of the San Francisco police. * * * Manager Spratt was right. The exciting drama in which our twin heroes had played so prominent a 1part during the journey of the Grand Consoli dated across the continent had at last come to an end. Now all this happened several years ago, and might have mass to the floor. "You fire this building! Y.ou seek to ditbecome ancient history by this time had we not revived it for stroy the lives of Burt and Rob to ruin my circus! f3.ll the kindness you have experienced from me! You, after the benefit of such of our readers who have followed the ad1 could ventures of Burt and Rob Leroy to their close. never have believed it-never in the world!" "Yet it is true, sir," answered Rob, gravely. "What this man did to myself and my brother is known to everyone. That he caused this fire I can well believe, since f was running along the stable-yard just in time to lay hold of him as \ The end once reached; the concluding scenes may be disposed of in a few brief words. Did Burt and Rob get back their father's fortune? Yes, every penny of it. And when we state that the amount which the courts finally he jumped from the window and--" compelled Moses Eisenstein to disgorge was over half a mil"Yes, yes, we know he set the fire-we don't think anylion, it will be seen that the result was worth all the efforts thing about it!" exclaimed Mr. Tucker. "Spratt, this is Mr. Tucker had put forth in their behalf. neither the time nor the place for sentimental reminiscences. The la"\\'. laid fast hoid on these three wrongdoers, and when Men, bind that scoundrel hand and foot. Go for an officer, Happy Joe confessed to being hired by Eisenstein to fire the some of you. The fire is out; a few buckets of water settled it. Hippodrome and all the rest, the effect was to create a senti Young man, where have you left my daughter? You should ment of intense indignation in the public mind. have remained at her side. Is she In safe han' ds? I shall The result was a prompt trial and a prompter conviction. hold you to strict account." Mr. Tucker never for an instant relinquished his efforts, "Safe and sound, sir," replied Rob, as the stablemen exeand before leaving San Francisco, which event took place a cuted Mr. Tucker's command upon a confirmatory nod from month later, he had the satisfaction of seeing Eisenstein re Spratt. "I left her in charge of Mrs. Hanks, the ladies' moved to San Quentin, the California state prison, with a dresser. Burt, what is all the row about in that room?" "Led me owit! Led me owit! I done notings! It vas Winchell Hill vot put up de job. Led me owit before dey eat me, I say!" And the pounding on the panels was renewed louder than long sentence to serve. Happy Joe soon joined him, but Winchell Hill was taken charge of by Chicago detectives on a requisition from the governor of Illinois, and for his murderous attack on the Leroy Brothers Is now doing time in Joliet.

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28 ACROSS THE CONTINENT WITH A DIRCUS Jn the case of the ex-ringmaster, the state was spared all This year the c ircus started out und e r the most favorab1e expense o f trial since he made a full confession in which tt auspices, and is sure to have a succes sful season. came o ut how the Jew himself had stolen Mr. Spratt's money Yet, after all, it is without that which once formed its c hi ef fr o m the Roman helmet duril!g the c o nfusion following the attraction-The Twin Riders of the Ring. escape o f the tiger; how he himself had been hired to perse cute Burt and Rob; how he had 8awed the tent pole at Buf fal o loosed the li o n, and been at the b o ttom of all the disas ters which had occuFed THE END. Read O N B O ARD A MANO F WAR; OR, JA C K FA RRA-It was a full year b ef o re Mr. Tucker' s lawyers were able t o GUT IN THE u. s NAVY, by Capt. Th o s H . Wilson w h ic h their hands upo n Eisenstein s property and restore the will be the next nu m ber (312 ) of "Pluck and Luck. b r o t h ers t o their own Bef o re this happened tw o interesting events transpired First, Burt Leroy was admitted into Mr. Tucker's su c ces s ful gain as a p artner; next, Rob Leroy was admitted in to Mr. T u cker's h o usehold as a son. Rob married Ethel. Burt is still waiting for a wife. Both are rich and both are happy and the se cret of it all SPECIAL NOTICE: All b ac k numbers of this weekly are alw,ays in print. If y ou cannot obt ain them from any I n ews d eale r send the price in money or po s tage stamps by to FRAN K TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION is to be f o und in the fact that in whatever undertaking the b r others engaged they did it with all their might S QU ARE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies The Grand Consolidated still exists. Annually Manager Spratt starts on his tran sco ntin ental t ou r. you order by return mail. "HAPPY DAV S." The Best IDustrated Story Paper Published. ISS"U:E:O "'Y" HAPPY DAYS" is a l a rge 16-page paper containing Interesting Stories, Poems, Sketches, C omic S t ories, J okes, Answers to Correspondents, and many other br1ght features. Its Authors and Artists have a national reputation. No amount of is spared to make this weekly the best publishe d I A :Sew Story Begins Every.Week in "Happy Days.'' OUT TO-DAY! \ OUT TO-DAY! Or, Willing to Work His Way, By Jas. D. Montague, in No. 502 of HAPPY .DAYS, Issued May 13. PRICE 5 CENTS. For Sale b y all News deale rs, or will be sent t o a n y address o n the r ece i p t o f price by PB.&.ITK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Vu.ion Square, Bew York.

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I WILD WEST WEEKLY ' I A Containing Stotties, Sketehes, ete., of Itif e. I <>X...:D 38 PAGES. PBICE 5 CEITTS. 1 32 PAGES . EACH llUMBER IN A COLORED r'' '1 All of these exciting stories are founded on facts. Young Wild West is a hero with whom the author Wtts acquainted. His daring deeds and thrilling adventures have never been surpassed. They form the base''oi7fBe must dashing stories ever published. -' Read the following numbers of this most magazine and be convinced: l LATEST ISSUES : 57 Young Wild West s Rullnlng Fight; or, Trapping Renegades 28 Young Wild Weit Trapped; or, The Net That Would Not Hold 58 Young Wlld West and His Dead ihot Band; or, the 29 West's Election; or, A Mayor at Twenty. ot the Canadian Border. dn 30 Young Wlld Weit and the Cattle Thleve11; or, Breaking Up a "Bad 59 Young Wlld West s Blind Ride; or, The Treasure. Trove of the Gang." Yellowstone. 31 Young Wild West's Mascot; or, The Dog That W1mted a Master. 60 Young Wild West and the Vigilantes; or, Thinning Out a 32 Young Wild West's Challenge; or, A Combination Hard to Beat. Crowd. : 33 Young Wild West and the Ranch Queen; or, R-0vnding Up the Cat-61 Young Wild West on a Crimson 'l'rall; oi'; Arletta Among the tie Ropers . Apaches 34 Young Wild West's Pony Expreas; or, Getting the Mall Through 62 Yoong Wild West and "Gilt Edge Gil"; or, '!'ouching up the on Time Sharpers. 35 Young Wild West on the Big Divide; or, The Raid of the Rene63 Young Wild West's Reckless Rldeu; or, After the Train Wreck gades. ers. 36 Young Wild West' s MlllUm In Gold; or, The Boss Boy of Boulder. 64 Young Wild West at Keno Gulch; or, The Game Th11t Was Never37 Young Wild West Running the Gantlet; or, The Pawnee Chief's Played. Last Shot. 65 Young Wild West and the Man trom the East; or, The Luck that 38 Young Wild West and the Cowboys; or, A Hot Time on the Found the Lost Loqe Prairie. 6{1 Young Wild w;st In the Grand Canyon ; or, A Finish Fight With 39 Young Wlld West's Rough Riders; or, The Rose Bud of the Outlaws. 40 West's Dash for Life; or, A Ride that Saved a 67 Young Wlld West and the "Wyoming Wolves"; or, Arletta' s WonTown derful Nerve. 41 Young Wild West' s Big Pan Out; or, The Battle for a Sliver Mine 68 West s Deal; or, The Plot to Plood a Silver 42 Young Wild West and the Charmed Arrow; or, The White Lily of 69 Young Wlld West and the Purple Plumes; or, Cheyenne Charlie's the Kiowas Close Call 43 Young Wlld West'a Great Round Up; or, Corrallng the Ranch 70 Young Wild West at "Coyote Camp ; or, Spoiling a Lynching Bee. Raiders. 71 Young Wlld West the Lasso King; or, The Crooked Gang ot 44 Yo@g Wild West's Rifle Rangers; Trailing a Bandit King. "Straight" Ranch. Young Wild West and the Runlan uuke; or, A Lively Time on 72 Young illd West's Game of Chance or, Saved bv Arletta. Mountain and Plain. 46 Young Wlld West on the Rio Grande; or, Trapping the )!Jexlean 73 Young lld West and "Cayuse Kitty; or, The Queen of tbe BronColner1. cho usters. 47 Young W!id Weit and Sitting Bull; or, Saving a Troop of Cavalry. 74 West's Steady Hand; or, The Shot that Made a -i8 "foung Wild West and the Texas Trailers; or, Roping In the Horse 75 Young Wlld West and the Piute Princess; or, The Trail that Led TMeves t th Lo t L d 49 Young Wild West's Whirlwind Riders; or, Chasing the Border 0 e 8 an '.rhug_s. 76 Young Wild West's Cowboy Carnival ; -or, The Roundup at Roar 50 Young Wild West and the Danltes; or, Arletta' & Great Peril. Ing Ranch 51 "foung Wild Weit In the Shadow of Death; or, Saved by a Red 77 Young Wild West-and the Girl In Green; or, A Lively Time at Sil Man' P-ullet. ver Plume. 52 Young Wlld West and the Arizona Boomers; or, The Bad Men 78 Young Wild West's Long-Range Shot; or, Arletta' s Ride for Life Qf Bullet Bar. Young Wlld West and the Stranded Show; or, Waking the Prairie 53 You1;1g Wlld West After the or, Taming a Tough Pilgrims. 1 Town 80 Young Wild West's Life at Stake; or, The Strategy of Arletta. 54 Young Wlld West and the Prairie Pea.rl; or, The Mystery of No 81 Young Wlld West's Prairie Pioneers; or, Fighting the Way to the Man' s Ranch. Golden Loop. 55 Young Wlld West on a Crooked 'l'rall ; or, ,Lost on the 82 Young Wlld West and Nevada Nan ; or, The Wild Girl of the .J;>esert. Sierras. 56 You!)g Wlld West and the Broken Bowle; or, The Outlaws .of 83 Young W!id West lD the Bad Lands; or, Hemmed In by Redskins "fellow Fork. 84 Young Wild West at Nugget Flats; or, Arletta's Streak of Lu c k 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 ot our Librarie and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can be obtal ned from this omce direct. Cut out nd fl.11 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 re-turn mail POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ................................................. 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I WO,.RK AND WIN The Best 'W"eekly Published. 4%.L 'l'H:m REAJJ N'D'M:SBB.S Al\Z AL WA "Y'S J:N i':RINT. ONE ANll YOU W:JLL READ 'l;HEM ALL. LA'l'EST ISSUES: 01189 Fred Fearnot's Big Hunt; or, o.n the Cplumbla River. d 9 0 Fred Fearnot' s Hard El:iperlence ; or, Roughing it at Re d Gul ch 191 Fred Fearnot Stranded; or, How Terry Olcott Lost the Uoqey. 192 Fred Fearnot In the Mountains ; or, Held at Bay by 13and'lts 193 Fred Fearnot's Terrible Risk; or, Olcott' s Reckless Ven-ture. 194 Fred Fearnot' s Last Card; or, .l'he Game tqat Sav.ed Bis Life. 195 Fred Fearnot and the 'Pro f esso r ; or, The Man Who Knew it All. 196 Fred Fearnot' s Big or, Beating a 'l'housa11d Rivals. 1 9 7 Fred Fearnot and the Raiders; or, Fighting for His Belt. 198 Fred Fearnot' s Great Risk; or, One Chance In a Thousand. 199 Fred Fearnot as a Sl euth ; or, Running Down a Slick Villain. 200 Fred Fearnot'11 New Deal ; or, Worj!:lpg for a Banker. 2 0 1 Fred Feai;.not in Dakota; or, '.l'h e Little Combination Ranch. 238 239 240 241 242 241J 2i4 245 Fred F e arnot and Old Grizzly ; o r, The Man Who Didn' t Know. Fred F earnot' s Roug h Riders; o r Driving Out t h e Squatters. If red Fjlarnqt and the alack Fiend ; o r, Putting Down a Riot. lllr e d F earnot in T ennessee; o r '.!'he D e mon of t h e M ountain s Fred Fearpot and the "Terror" ; pr, Calling Down a Bad Man, F'red Fearnot in West Vfrginlil ; or, H elping the Revenue Ag ents. Fred Fearnot and H t s Athletes ; pr, A Great Cjlarity Tour. Fre d Fearnot s Strange Adventure; or, The Queer Old Man of tj:Je Mouptaln. 246 Fred F earnot and the League ; or, Up Against a Bad Loi: 247 Fre d Fflarnqt's Woqderful Race; pr Beating a Horse on Foot>. 248 Fred F earnot and the 'Wrestler; pr, Throwing a Great Champion. 249 Frfld Feat11ot a 'nd the Bl\nkrupt ; or, Ferreting Out a Fraud. 250 Fre d FeariJ.ot as a R edskin; or, Trailing a Captured Girl. 251 Fred Fearnot and the G:reenhorn ; pr, Fooled for O n ce Irr Hts Lite. Fred Fearnot and t h e Road Agents ; qr, Terry Olcott's Coo l Nerve. 252 253 and t!fe Amazon; or, The Wlld Woman of t h e 254 203 Fred Fearnot t Fred Fearnot and the ; or, Tracked by Mletak Fre d Fearnot' s Boy Scouts ; or, Hot Times In the R!>cj!:lee. Fre d Fearnoj: and the Waif of Wall Stree t ; or, A SmJtrb. IlQY 'Broker. Plains. 204 Fred Fearnot's Training S c hool ; or, flow to Ma,ke a 'LIVIJlg 205 Fre il Fearnot and the S tranger; or, '.!'he Long M11n who was Short. 206 Fred Fearnot and the Old Trappe r ; or, Searching !or a Lo s t Cavern. 207 Fred F earnot in Colorado; or, Running a Sheep Ranch. 208 Fre d Fearnot at tl)e Ball; or, The Girl In tile G1een Mae k 209 Fred Fearnot and the Duellist; or, The Man W h o Wanted to Fight. 210 Freel F earnq t o n the Stump; or, Bacxiqg 11n Old V!lteran. 211 Fred Fejirnot' s :N!!w Trouble; or, Up Against a q p oly. 212 Freel Fearnot as Marshal; or, Commpndlnl!' the Peace. 213 Fred Fearn9t and 'Wally" ; qr, Tb!l Good J'.llatured B lly of Badger. 214 Fred IJ'earnot a n d tjle Mh1ers ; or, Th!) Tr9ubl e At 215 Fred Fearnot and the "Blind Tigers" i_Or, ore Ways Than O n e. 2 1 6 Fred Fearnot and the Hindoo; or, i.he Wonderful J u g l ei: at Coppertown. 217 Fred F earnot Snow Bound ; or, Fun wlt'1 Pericles Smith. 218 F earnQt's Great Fire Fight; or,1., Rescujng a Pralrlll Sch q ol 219 Fre d F earnot In New Orleans; or, up Against t h e Mafia. 220 F r e d F earnot and Haunte d House; or, Unraveling a G reat .Mystery. / 221 Fre d li'earnot on the Mississippi; or, The B lackleg' s Murderous Plot. 222 J!lre d F earnot' s Wolf Bunt; or, A Battle !or Life In the Dark. 223 Fre d Fearnot and the "Greaser"; or, The Fight to Death with Lariats. 224 Fre d F earno t In Mexi c o ; or, Fighting the Revolutionists. 225 Fre d Fearnot'13 D arlpg Bluff: or, '!:'he Nerve that Saved His Life. 226 Fre d Fearno t the Grave Digge r ; oy Gulde i or, Ti1e Perils of Death V alley. 272 Fre d Fearnot and the Shel!P tteraers; or; '.!'rapping t h e Ranc h R obbers. 27 3 Fred'Fearnot on the Stage; or, Before the Footlights.for Charity. 27 4 Fred Feai:not and the l\faskelt Ba11d; or, The Fitte of the M:oun i&in Ex 27 5 to Frisco: or., Trapping the Chinese Opium glers. 27 6 Ffed F'earnot anli the Widow's Son; or, The W9rst Boy in Npw Yorii:. 27 7 Am!lllg the Rqstlers; or, Tjle 'flad" Meri pf Bald M ount am. 2 7 8 Fred and )lie Dog; or, The Boy w'1o. 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'.JUE LIBEBIY BUYS '7,6. A.' Weekly Magazine containing Stories of the American Revolution. By HARRY MOORE T hese stories a.re based on actual facts and give a, faithful a cco unt of the exciting adventures of a, brave band of American youths who were always ready and willing to imperil their lives for the sake of helping along the gallant cause of Independence. Every number will consist of 32 large pages o f reading matter, bound in a beautiful colored cover. LATEST ISSUES: 96 The Liberty Boys' Daring; or. Afraid of A n y t h i n g. 97 The Liberty Boys' Long March ; or, The Move tha t Puzzled the British. 98 The Liberty Boys' Bold Front ; or, Bot Times on Harlem Heights 99 The J,lberty Boys in New York ; or, Helping to Hol d the Great City. 100 The Liberty Boys' Big Risk; or, Ready to Take Cha nces. 101 The Liberty Boys' Drag.Net; or, Hauling the Redcoats In. 102 The Liberty Boys' Lightning Work; or, Too Fast for the British 103 The Liberty Boys' Lucky Blunder; or, The Mistake t hat Helpe d Them. 104 The Liberty Boys' Shrewd Trick : or, Springing a Big Surp rise. 105 The Liberty Boys' Cnnnlng; or, Outwitting the Ene1Dy. 106 The Liberty Boys' "'Big Hit" ; or, Knocki n g t h e Re dcoats Out. 107 The Liberty Boys "Wiid Irishman" ; or, A Liv ely Lad from Dublin. 108 The Liberty Boys' Surprise; or, Not Just W hat They Were Lo ok -ing For. 109 The Liberty Boys' Treasure ; or, A Lucky Find. 110 The Liberty Boys in Trouble ; or, A Bad Run o f L u c k 111 The Liberty Boys' Jubllee; or, A Grea t Day f o r the Great Cause 112 The Liberty Boys Cornered; or, "Which Way S hall W e Turn?" 113 The Liberty Boys at V a lley Forge; or, Endurin g Terri bl e Hard-ships. 114 The Liberty Boys Missing; or, Lost In the Swam p s . 115 The Liberty Boys' Wager, And How They Won It. 116 The Liberty Boys Deceived; or, Tricked but Not Be a ten. 117 The Liberty Roys and the Dwarf; or, A Dangerous E n em y 118 The Liberty Boys' Dead-Shots; or, The Deadly Twelve. l19 The Liberty Boys' League; or The Country Boys Who Helped. 20 The Liberty Boys' Neatest Trick; or, H o w the Re d co ats were Fooled. 121 The Liberty Boys Stranded; or, Afoot In the Enemy's Country. 122 The Liberty Boys in the Saddle; or, Lively Work for Liberty's Cause. 123 The Liberty Boys' Bonanza; or, Taking Toll from t h e Tories. 124 The Liberty Boys at Saratoga; or, The Surrender of BurgoY;ne. 12 5 IThe Liberty Boys and "Old Put."; o r The Escape at H orseneck. 126 The Liberty Boys Bugle Call'; or, The Plot to Polson Washington. 127 The Liberty Boys and "Queen Esther"; or, The Wyo ming Valley Massacre. 128 The Liberty Boys' Horse Guard ; or, On t h e High Hill s of Santee. 129 The Liberty Boys and Aaron Burr ; or, Battling for lndepend ence. 130 The Liberty Boys and the "Swamp Fox" ; or, Helping Marlon 131 The Liberty Boys and Ethan Allen; or, Old and Young Veterans. 132 The Liberty Boys and, the King's Spy ; or, Diamond Cut Dia-mond. 133 The Liberty Boys' Bayonet Charge; or, The Siege of. Yorktown 134 The J;lberty Boys and Paul Jones; or, The M'artyrs of the Prison Ships. 135 The Llbert1 Bore at Bowling Green ; or, Smashing. the King' liltatue 136 The Liberty Boys and Nathan Hale; or, The Brave Patriot Spy. lll7 The Liberty Boy11' "Minute Men" ; or, 'l'he Battle of the Cow Pens 138 The Liberty, Boys and the Traitor ; or, How They Handled Him. 139 The Liberty Boys at Yellow Creek ; or, Routing the Redcoats. 140 The Liberty Boys and General Greene ; or, Chasing Cornwallis. 141 The Liberty Boys in Richmond ; or, Fighting Traitor Arnold. 142 The Liberty Boys and the Terrible Tory ; or, Beating a Bad Man. 143 The Liberty Boys' SwordFlght_ ; or, Winning with the. mnem1' Weapons. 144 The Liberty Boys In Georgia; or, Lively Times Down lilouth. 145 The Liberty Boys' Greatest Triumph ; or, The March to Vlctor7. 146 The Liberty Boys and the Quaker Spy ; or, Two of a Kind. 147 The Liberty Boys In Florida; or, Fighting Prevost's Army. 148 The Liberty Boys' Last Chance; or, Making the Best of It. 149 The J,lberty Boys' Sharpshooters; or, The Battle of the Kegs. lrlO The Liberty Boys on Guard; or, Watching the Enemy. 151 The Liberty Boys' Strange Gulde ; or, the Mysterious Malden. 152 The Liberty Boys In the Mountains ; or, Among Rough People. 103 The Liberty Boys' Retreat ; or, in the Shades of Death. 154 The Liberty Boys and the Fire Fiend ; or, A New Kind of Battle. 155 The Liberty Boys In Quakertown ; or, Making Things Lively In Philadelphia. .1,56 The Liberty Boys and the Gypslet; or, A "'Wonderful Surprise. 157 The Liberty Boys' Flying Artillery ; or "Liberty or Death." 158 The Liberty Boys Against the Red Demons ; or, Fighting the In-dian Raiders. 159 The Liberty Boys Gunners; or, The Bombardment of Monmouth. 160 The Liberty Boys and Lafayette; or, Helping the Young French General. 161 The Liberty Boys' Grit; or, The Bravest. of the Brave. 162 The Liberty Boys at We!lt Point; or, Helping to Watch the Red coats. 163 The Liberty Terrible Tussle; or, Fighting to .a Finish. 164 '.rhe Liberty Boys and "Light Horse Harry" ; or, Chasing the British Dragoons 16 5 The Liberty Boys in Camp; or, Working for Washington. 16 6 The Liberty Boys and Mute Mart; or, The Deaf and Dumb Spy. 16 7 The Liberty Boys At Trenton; or, the Greatest Christmas ever Known. 16 8 The Liberty Boys and General Gates: or. 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THE STAGE. No. 41. THE BOYS 01!' NEW YORK END ME:N'S JOKE BOOK.-Conca ining a great va riety of the latest jokes used by che most fa mou s end men. No amateur minstrels is complete without this won d erful little book. No .. THE OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKER.Contammg a vaned assortment of stump speeches Negro Dutch and Irish. Also end men's jokes Just the thing home' amuse ment and amateur shows. No. 45. '.l.'HE BOYS OF KEW YORK MINSTREL GUIDE AND JOKI!: new and very in tructive. Every boy. shonld obtam this book. as it contain s full instructions fot or gamzmg an amat eur mmstr e l troupe. No. 65. 1\1 i s one of. the most original J o k e boo ks eve r published, and it 1 s brimful of wit and humor It contains a Ja1 ge co llection of songs, jokes, conundrums etc: of T errence l\Iul doon, the great wit, humorist, and practical joker of the day. Every boy who can enjoy a good s ubstantial j o k e shoulll obtain a copy immediately. No . 79 HQW TO BECOME AN ACTOR.-Containing com plete mstruct1ons how to make up for variou s character s on the s,tage.; with the dut i es o f t he Stage l\Ianage t', Prompter. Artist_ and Property Man. B.v a prominent Stage l\Ian ager. No. 80. Gt.:S WILLIAMS' JOKE BOOK.-Containing t h e lat est jokes, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renowned and ever popular German co m e ilian. Sixty-fou r pages: handsome colored cover containing a half-tone photo of the author. HOUSEKEEPING. No. 16. HOW TO KEEP A WINDOW full instructions for co nstructing a window garden e i t h e r in town or count1y, a nd the mo.t approved methods for rais ing beautiful flowers at h ol!lc The mo s t complete book of the kind eve r pub li s h ed. No. 30. HOW '1'0 COOK.-One of the most instructive books on cooking ever published. It contains r ec ip es for cooking meats. fis h game. a nd oysters; also pies, puddings, cak es and all kind s of pastry, and a g 1 an d collection of r ec ip es by one of our most popular coo k s No. 37. HOW TO KEEP HOUSE.-lt contains information for e,e r ybody, boys. girl s, men and women; it will teach you how to make almost aurthing around t h e house. such as parlor ornaments, brackets, cements, Aeolian h a rps, and bird lim e for catching birds ELECTRICAL. X o. 46. HOW TO MAKE AND USE ELECTRICITY.-A de scription of the wonderful uses of e lectricity and electl'O magnetism; together with foll instructions for making Electric Toys. Batteries, er<'. By George Trebel, A M., M. D. Containing over fifty il lustrations. ;\lo. 64. HOW TO MAKE ELECTRICAL l\IACIIINES.-Con taining full Jirection s for making electrical machines, induction <'oils, dynamos. and many novel toys to be worked by e lectricity. By R. A. R. Bt?nnett. F ull y illustrated. No. 6 7 HOW '.l.'0 DO ELECTRICAL TRICKS.-Containing a large c ollection of instructive and highly amusing electrical tricks, together with illustrations By A. Andemon. ENTERTAINMENT Xo. 9 HOW TO BE(;Oi\IE A VENTRILOQUIST.-By H arry T\:ennedy. The secret g i ven away. Every intelligent boy readi n g this boo k of instructions. by a practical professor (delighting multi tudes every night with his wonderful imitations), can master the art, and create any amount of fun fo r himself and friends. It is the greatest book C'ver published. and there's millions (of fun) in i t. No. 2 0. HOW TO ENTERTAIN AN EVENING PARTY.-A wry valuable little book just published. A complete compend ium of games, sports, card diversions. com i c recitations. etc .. suitabl e for parlor or drawing-room entertainment. It contains more for the money than an.v boo k published. No. 35. HOW TO PLAY GAl\fES.-A comp lete and useful little hook, containing the rules and r'.!gulations of billiards, bagatelle, ba(Kgam mon c roqnet. dominoes, etc. No. 36. HOW TO SOLVE CONUNDRU:\IS.-Containing a ll the leading conunrlrums of the day, amu sing riddles, curiou s catches and witty sayings. No. 52. HOW TO Pfo\.Y CARDS.-A comp l ete and handy little hook, the rules and full directions for playing Euchre', Crib hage, Casino, Forty-Five, Rounce, Pedro Sancho, Draw Poker, Auction Pitch. All Fours, and m an.v other popular games of cards. No. 66. HOW TO DO P UZZLES.-Contain in g o\er three hundred interesting puzzles and co n undrums. with key to same. A complete b o ok. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. ETIQUETTE. No. 13. HOW TO DO IT; OR, BOOK OF ETIQUETTE.-lt is a great life sec r et. and one that every young man d es ire s to know all about. There's happiness in it. No. 33. HOW '1'0 REHA VE.-Containing the rules and etiquette o f good societv anrl the and most approved m ethods of appearing to good advantage at parties balls, the theatre, church, and in the drawing-room. No: 31. HQW '.l.'O .BECO.\IE A SPEAKER.-Containing foul" teen 1llustrat1o n s, g1vmg the diff etent position s r equ isite to become a good speaker, reader and elocutioni st. Also containing g e ms from all t h e !luthors of prose and poetry, arranged in the mo s t s impl e anc1 concise manner possib l e. No. 49 . HOW TO Dl'.JBA'.rE.-Givin g rules for conducting de bates. out Imes for. debateR, qu.estions for discussion, and the best sources for procuring mformat1on on the questions given. SOCIETY. Ko. 3 HOW TO Ff..1ln'.-The arts and wiles of flirtation are .. u ll y PXPl'!n!eci. by thi s Iitcle book. Besides the various methods of ha.r.h1p and g1vm g se n sib l e advice, rules and etiquette to be observed, with many curious and interesting thing s no t gl'n"rally known. No. 17. HOW TO DRESS.-Contaioing full instruction in the art of dressing a nd appearing w ell at home and abroad giving the se l ectio n s of colo r s materi al. and how to have them made up. 18. I -IO'Y TO BECOME BEAUTIFUL.-One of the and. most valuable littl e books Pver given to the wol'ld Everybody wishes to know how to become beautiful both m a l e and femal e. The SP.C'ret i s s im p l e and almost costless. 'Read this book and be convinced how to become beautiful. BIRDS AND ANIMALS. No . HOW. TO BIRDS.-Handsome l y illustrated and conta11110g full rnstruct1ons for the manageme n t and training of the can a1y mo c kingbird bobolink. blackbird. paroquet. parrot. f'tC. N o 3 9. ROW TO RAISE nous POULTRY, PIGEONS AND RABBI'.l.'S .-A usefu l and instructive boo k. Handso m e ly illu s trated. H y Ira Drofraw. No. 40. HOW TO !\JAKE AND SET TRAPS.-lnc ludin g hints on how to cakh mol es, weasel s ottet'. rats. squirre l s and birds. how to cure skins. Copiously illustrated By J. Harrington h. eene. No. 50. HOW TO STUFF BIRDS AND valuable book, givi n g instruction s in collecting, preparing mounting and preseninghird s animal s and i nsects. No .. 54. '.rO KEEP AND MANAGE PETS.-Giving co m as to the m.anner an.d methodof rai si ng. k eeping, .breed rng an.d managmg all of a l so givi n g full mstruct10ns for makmg cages, etc. Fully explamed bv twentveigh.t illustrations, making it t h e most comp l ete book of 0the kind ever published. MISCELLANEOUS. No. 8. HOW '.1.'0 BECOME A SCIEN'rIST.-A useful and in structive book. giving a comp lete treatise on chem istry a l so er. pcriments in acoustics. mechanics. mathematics, chem istr ; and diL"ec tions fo r making fireworks, co l ored fires, and gas balloo;1s. This book c:annot be equal ed No. 14. HOW TO !\JAKE comp lete hand-book for making all kinds of candy. ice-erllam. syrups, essences, etc., etc. No. 19.-l!'RANK 'l'OUSEY'S UNITED STA'.1.'ES DIS1'ANCE POCKET AND GL'IDE.-Giv ing the officta l distances on all the ra1ll'Oads of the United States and Canada. Also table of distances by water to foreign ports. hack fares in the principal c i ties, reports of the census, etc .. etc., making it one of the most co mplete and handy books published No. 38 HOW TO BECOME YOuR OWN DOCTOR.-A won derful book. containin g u sefu l and practical informati on in the t reatment of ordinary di seases and ailments common to every family Abo unding in use ful and effect iv e recipes for general com plaints. No. 55. HOW TO COLLEC T STAMPS AND COlNS.-Con taining valuable information r ega rdin g the collecting and arranging of stamps and coins. illustratl'd. Ko. 58. HOW' TO BE A DETECTIYE.-B.v Old King Brady, the w o rld-kuown detecti ve In which he lays down some valuable a nd se n sib l e rules for beginners. and al so r elates some adventures a nd expe ri e n ces of well-known detectives. No. 60. HOW TO BECOME A PHOTOGRAPHER.-Contain ing useful information regarding the Camera and how to work it: also how to make Photographic l\fagic Lantern Slides and other Transparencies. Hand s om e ly illustrated. By Captain W. D e W. No. 62. HOW TO BECOME A WEST POINT MILITARY full expl anat ion s how to gain admittance, course of Study, Examinations. Duties. Staff of Officers, Post Guard, Police R eg ulation s Fire Depart m e n t, and all a boy should know to be a Cadet. Compiled and written by Lu Senarens, author of "How to B eco m e a Naval Cadet." No. 63. HOW '.l.'O BECOME A NAVAL CADET.-Complete in strn. cti on s of how to gain admission to the Annapolis Naval DECLAMATION. Acad e m y Also the course of instruction. description No. 27. HOW TO RECITE AND BOOK OF RECITATIONS. of grounds and buildings. historical sketch. and everything a boy -Containing t he most popular seler:tions in use, comprising Dutch should 'know to be<'ome an officer in the United States Navy. Com dialect, Frenc h dialect, Yankee and Irish dialect pi eces, together piled and writt('n by Lu Senarens, author of "How to Beco m e a with many standard readings. West Point Military Cadet." PRICE 10 CENTS EACH. OR 3 OR 25 Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, New York.

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c CONTAINS ALL SORTS OF STORIES. E VERY STORY COMPLETE 32 PAGES. BEAUTIFULLY COLORED COVERS. PRICE 5 CENTS. 276 The Road to Ruin ; or, The Snares and T emptations of New 238 Twenty Years on an Island; or, The Story of a Castaway. By York. By Jno. B. Dowd LATES T ISSUES : Capt. '!'hos. H. Wilson. 277 A Spy at 16: or, Fighting for Washington and Liberty. By 239 Colorado Carl: or, 'l'he King of the Saddle. By An Old Scout. Gen"! Jas. A. Gordon. 240 Hoo!t and Ladder Jack, the Daring Young Fireman. By Ex-Fire 278 Jack Wright' s Flying Torpe do ; or, The Black D emons of Dismal Chief Warden. Swamp. By "Noname." 241 Ice-Bound; or, Among'the Floes. By Berton Bertrew. 279 High Ladde r Harry, The Young Fireman of Freeport; or, A 242 Jack Wright and His Ocean Sleuth-Hound; or, Tracking an Unways at the 'l'op By Chief Warde n der-Water 'l'reasure. By "Noname." 280 100 Chests of Gold; or, The Aztecs' Burle d Secret. By Ri c hard 243 The Fatal Glass; or, The Traps and Snares of New York. A R. Montgomery. 'l'rue 'l' emperance Story. By Jno. B. Dowd. 281 Pat Malloy; or, An Irish Boy's Pluc k and Luc k By Allyn 244 The Maniac Engineer; or, A Life' s Mystery. By Jas. C Merritt. Draper. 245 Jack Wright and His Electric Locomotive; or, The Lost Mine of 282 Jack Wright and His Electric Sea Ghost; or, A Strange Unde r D eath Valley. By "Noname." Water Journey. By "Noname." 246 The 'l'en Boy Scouts. A Story of the Wild West. By An Old 283 Sixty Mlle Sam: or, Bound to be on Time. By Jas. C. M erritt. Hr.out. 284 83 D eg 1 ee s North Latitude; or, the Handwriting In the I ceberg. 247 Young Hickory, the Spy; or, :M:an, Woman, or Boy. By Gen By Howard Austin. Jas. A Gordon. 285 J-0e, The Actor' s Boy: o r Famous at Fourteen. By N S. Wood 248 Dick Bangle, the Boy Actor. By N. S. Wood (The Young AMerl-(the Young American A ctor.) 249 A in the Soudan; or, The Mahd!"s Slave. By How-286 D ea d For 5 Years; or, The Mystery of a Madhouse. By Allyn His Electric Balloon Ship; or, 30,000 L eagues 287 or. The Youngest Operator In Wall Stree t Uy 250 Above the Earth. By "Noname." "-88 H K Shackleford. Border. 2Gl 'l'b e Game-Cock of Deadwood. A Story of the Wild Northwest. Boy rards; or, Making a H o me on the By An Old Ily Jas C. M erritt. Hcont 2;:;2 Harry H oo k, the Boy Fireman of No. 1; or, Always at His Post. 289 The Twenty Doctors; or, the Mystery of the Coast. Ily Capt. By Ex-Fire Chief Warden. Thos. H Wil son. 253 The Waifs of New York. By N s. Woods (The Young American 200 TbA'.. Scout: or, Life in the Saddle. By Gen'!. Jns. Actor). 2 9 1 The Boy Firemen; or, "Stand by the Machine.'" By Ex-Fire Chie f 2 5 4 J a c k Wright and His Dandy of the Deep ; or, Driven Afl oat In the Ward e n S e a of l"ire. By ''Noname 292 R ob. t h e Runaway; or, From Office Boy to Partne r. By AHyn 255 In the Sea of Ice ; or, The Perils of a Boy Whaler. By Berton Dra per. Ilertrew. 293 The Shattered Glass: or, A Country Boy in N e w York A True 256 Mad Anthony Wayne, the Hero of Stony Point. By Gen'!. Jas. Temperance Story. By Jno. B. Dowd. A. Gordon. 294 Li ghtning L ew. the Boy S cou t ; or, P erils in the West. By G e n'!. 257 The Arkansas Scout; or, Fightin g the Re dskins. By An Ol d Jas. A. G ordon. Scout. 21l5 The Gray House o n the Rock; or, The Ghosts of Ballentyne Hall. u Jac k Wright' s Demon of the Plains; or, Wild Adv enture s Among By J as. c. M erritt. the Cowboys. 296 A l'oor Boys Fight; or, The Hero of the School. By Howard 239 The Merry '!' en; or, The Shadows of a So cial Club By Jno. B. Austin. 260 the Boy Enginee r ot the Mountain Express; or, 2 9 7 Captain Jack Tempest; or, The Prince of the Sea. By Capt. 'l'hos . Hailroad!ng on the D enve r and Il!o Grande H Wil1on. 261 Slive r Sam of Santa Fe; or, 'l.'he Lions' Treasure Cave. By An 298 Billy Button, the Young Clow n and Bareback Ride r. By Berton.; Old S cout. Bertrew. 262 J a c k Wright and His E lectric Torpe do Ram; or, The Sunke n 299 An Engineer at 16; or, The Prince of the Lightning Express B y City o f the Atlantic. By "Noname." Jas. C. M erritt. 263 The Rival Schools; or, Jj'ighting for the Championship. By 300 T o t h e North Pole in a Balloon. By B erton Betr e w Allyn Draper. 301 Kit Ca r so n s Littl e ScouL; or, The R e negade"s D oo m By An Old 264 J a c k R eef. the Boy Captain; or, Adventure s on the Ocean. By Scout. Capt. Thos. H Wilson. 302 From t h e Stree t : or, T h e Fortunes of a Bootblack. By N. S. W oo d 265 A Boy i n Wall Street; or, Dick Hatch, the Young Broker. By t h e Y oung Am e ri can A c to r ). H. K Shac kl eford. 303 Old Putnams P et: or. The Y oung Patriot Spy. A Story of the 266 Jack Wright and his Iron-Clad Air Motor; or, Searchin g for a H evolution. By Ge n J as. A. Gordon. Lost Explorer. By "Noname." 304 The Boy Speculators of Brookton; or, Millionaires at Nineteen. 267 The Rival Base Ball Clubs; or, The Champions of Columbia By Allyn Drape r. Academy. By Allyn Draper. 305 Rob Rudde r, t h e Boy P ilot of t h e Miss is sippi. By Howard Austin. 268 Tlle Boy Cattle King; or, Frank Forcham' s Wild West Ranch. 306 The Downward Path: or, The Road to Rui n. A True T em p e r a n c e By an Old S cout. Story. By H. K. Shackl efo rd. 269 Wide Awake W!ll, T h e Plucky Boy Fireman of No 3 ; or, Flght-1301 Up From the Ranks: or. From Corporal t o General. A Story of the Ing the Flames for Fame and Fortune. By ex-Fire Chief War-Great Rebellion. lly Gen'! Jas. A. Gord o n. den. 30 8 Expelle d From School; or, The Rebe l s o f Beechdale Academy. By 270 Jac k Wright and His Electric Tric y c le; or, Fighting the StranAllyn lJrai:>er glers of the Crimson Desert. By "Noname." 30 9 Larry, t.he Ltfe Sav er: or, A Born Firenrnn. By Ex-Fire Chief a .rel e n. 271 The Orphans of New York. 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