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N rn 1 Cadet SGfiOOI Stories 5 CENTS Oil grasped the mutineer's arm as he raised the iron bar. ( "CiifFaraday's Wit; or, The Chase of the Yacht Fleetwing." Complete in this number.)




. ARMY AND NAVY. A WEEKLY PUBLICATION FOR ouR BOYS. I ssued we e kly. B y subscript ion, $2.)0 p e r ytar Ent e r e d a s Second. Class ::Matt e r at the New York Post Office STREE T & SMITH. 238 Willi am Street, N ew York. Cop y right e d 1898. Edi tor. --ARTHUR SEWALL J a nu ar y 1.5, 1898. V ol. 1 N o .31. Price, Five Cents CONTENTS OF THIS NUMBER: Clif Faraday's Wit (Complete story), Ens i g n Clarke Fitch, U S N. Mark Mallory':. Circus (Compl ete story), Lieut. Fredenck Garrison, U. S. A. A Disastrous Mistake (111us trat e d Short Story ) Horatio G Cole A Diamond in the Rough (Seri a l ), Arthur Lee Putn a m The Treasure of lsora ( S erial) Broo ks McCo rmick The Cryptogram (Seria l ) Willi a m Murra y Gra ydon A Young Breadwinner ( S eria l ) Matthew White, Jr PAGii 14.54 1467 1469 1474 1477 Editorial Chat Department 148.5 Amateur Journalism Departme nt 1486 Items of Interest all the World Over D epartment 148 7 Our Joke Department 1488 IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT. NUMBE R thirt y-fo ur, out Febru a ry fifth eighteen hundred and n i net y e i ght will be a b a nner issue New fea tures, new c h a n ges a nd a spl e ndid new contest will be in augura t ed. No 34 will be a g r ea t s urpri s e to our readers, Look out for it.


Oif Faraday1s Wit; CHAPTER I. THE CERE!IIONY OF QUARTERS. "There goes first call to quarters, fel lows.'' "Gee whiz! is it that late?" "Hi, there, Trolley, what did you do with my mustering shirt?" "What you think, Nanny Gote? I no got it. He! he it no fit my little toe. Yon leave him out of locker yesterday and now him in lucky bag.'' A burst of laughter followed as a little lad darted across the deck toward the master-at-arms' corner. The naval cadets-that is the watch below-of the practice ship Monongahela were prepariug for morning quarters. The first call had already sounded, and, as a matter of course, there was much hurrying and bustling to get in trim be fore the final st1mmons. The "lucky bag" to which Trolley had referred is a time-honored institution on men-of-war. Boys and even meu will be careless in allowing their clothing and other property to lie about, and it is necessary to resort to firm measures to the decks in order. The master-at-arms-the chief of police on board na\'al vessels-is given authority to confiscate any article he finds out of place. In former days l1e would stow them away in a huge bag which was dubbed by sarcastic sailors the "lucky bag," but in the modern sltips there is a properlv arranged locker. The eld name still clings to it, howe\'er. Wheu a sailor makes the melancholy discovery that his coat or shoes or cap has fonnd its way to the lucky bag he ort The Chase of the Yacht Fleetwing. has recourse to one of two remedies. He can boldly apply to the master-at-arms and claim the article, which m eans a r e port and punishment, or he c a n wait until the end of the month and bid in the lost article at the regular auction sale. It was this dilemma which confronte d poor Nanny. He had left his best shirt outside the locker the previous day, and 11ow it WiiS imperatively needed for murn i ng q narters. He rejoined tl1e laughing group after a time with the shirt and a long face. "That means ten demerits and a bad name with the first luff, Nanny," sighed Joy. "Why can't you take care of your things? Don't you know the master-atarms has enough to do in his official capacity without nurse for all the kids on board?'' "Yon needn't talk, Dismal Joy," retorted the little cadet. ''You are not so many even if your is shaped like a state-house dome. You don't know your own name half the time. Didn't he have to think twice the other day when the pay clerk read the list at g enetal muster, Clif?" The cadet he appealed to-a stalwart, handsome lad with crisp curly brown hair -laughed. "It wasn't that, youngster. He fell asleep in line, aud Grat Wallace had to wl1isper 'dinner' in his ear before he woke up." The brazen notes of a b11gle sounding the assembly floated down the open hatchway. The half-dozen cadets on the bertl1 c1eck mac1e a simultaneous rush for the ladder. Clif Faraday was in the leac1, and poor


ARMY NAVY 1443 Nanny, still strnggling with his shirt, brought up the rear. After much tuggiwg and pulling the tardy group the upper deck and scampered to their respective stations in the gun's crows assembled for quarters and inspection. It was rather an inspiring scene this on board the gallant old Monongahela on the day in question. The weather was fine, and a warm sun shone from a sky of sparkling azure. Aloft the practice ship was one pyramid of snowy cauvas. Every sail that could draw was stretched to a favoring breeze, and the tapering masts creaked and swayed the stupendous strain. Along the trim white spar deck were grouped the various crews at their guns. A sturdy set of boys they were on the starboard side. Clean-limbed lads, with bright, intelligent faces. Not one among them but looked both healthy and happy. In charge of each diYlsion was a regular naval officer, and uuder him cadets did duty in lower grades. Aft 011 the qnarter deck stou

1444 ARMY AND NAVY CHAPTER II. THE MYSTERIOUS YACHT. ."For goodness' sake, here's comes Trolley, and he's singing!" exclaimed Nanny, glancing aft. A strange noise came to the ears of the three cadets. It was not a chant nor a song, but seemed to be a little of both. Clif and Joy followed Nanny's example. Sauntering toward them was the Japanese cadet placidly intoning what at first seemed to be a specimen of native music. "By Jake! listen to that," sighed Joy. "He's actually trying an American song. For goodness' sake, listen!" "Lifes on the ocean wave A houses on the rolling deep, Where scattered waters rave, And the winds--" "Oh, shut up!" interrupted Nanny, in disgust. "You're committing murder." 1 You no like that sing," replied Trolly, imperturbably. "l give you another. How this:" "White wings never grow tired--" Biff! A wet swab came from the other side of the deck, striki11g the would-be minstrel on the neck. This was the signal for a regular bombardment, and Trolley was compelled to seek shelter behind the fore mast. 'White wings never grow tired,' laughed Clif. ''Did you ever hear the beat of that? Ha! ha! that J ap and his broken English will kill me yet.'' "He will get himself if he tries it again," replied Joy, with as near an approach to a grin as he could muster. "He takes his life 111 his hands when "Sail 0 !" The hail sounded from the foretop far above the boys' heads. An answering call came from the officer of the deck aft: "Where away?" "Dead ahead, sir." "Can you make it out?" "Not yet, sir. "Report when you can." This conversation carried on in stentorian tones attracted the attention of a11 on deck. Since leaving New London en route to Annapolis two days previous, the Monongahela had encountered Yery few vessels. This was probably caused by the course which had been well laid well off shore. At sea, even to the experienced sailor, the sighting of a vessel is an event worthy of notice. To the naval cadets on board the practice ship, it promised a slight break in the monotony of the cruise. Every person on deck not on duty took occasion to stroll forward and eye the white. spot now plainly visible on the horizon. Many conjectures were made as to the class, nationality and destination of the stranger, then the subject dropped, and something else took its place. "It's probably a coaster," remarked Clif, indifferently. "Or a Cuban filibuster bound for the west Indies," suggested Joy. The call to drill put an end to the dis cussion, and it was fully an hour before the sail was recalled to mind by another hail from the foretop. "On deck!" came the hoarse call. The officer of the watch paused in his ceaseless pacing of the bridge, and glanced upward inquiringly. "Well?" he asked. ''I can make out the sail, sir." "What is it?" ''A schooner-rigged yacht steering sou' by west, sir.'' "Any flag?" "No, sir." The executive officer, attracted by the hail, mounted to the bridge with his spy-glass. He focused it upon the distant object, which was now hull up above the horizon, and made a .long and careful scrutiny. After a while he turned to the deck officer with a puzzled expression upon his face. Clif, who was standing near, engaged with some work, heard him say: "They are not very seaman-like aboard there, Wallace. The sails are hoisted haphazard, and the whole upper rigging is not as trim as one would expect on a pleasure craft.'' "Probably they caught that gale yester day," suggested the lieutenant. "Perhaps. But they have had ample time to ,;pruce up. She's a beautiful


ARMY AND NAVY 1445 model, and there's enough brasswork aboard to sheathe this hull." Both officers used their glasses, and Clif dallied with his work to learn more. He could see that something was a111iss, and his curiosity was naturally aroused. It takes very little to excite interest at sea. "On deck," suddenly hailed the look out at the masthead. "The yacht is pre paring to tack.'' "He is right," muttered the first lieu tenant; "they are coming up to the wind. Ah! they missed stays. What a set of lubbers!" "They seem to be short-handed," re plied his companion. "I see only a few men on deck, and none of them are dressed 1 ike officers. "Mr. Faraday," exclaimed the first lieutenant, turning to the cadet, "ask Captain Brookes if he will kindly step to the bridge.'' Clif was away in a flash. As he hurried aft he met Nanny. The little lad asked inquiringly:. ''What's up, chum? The first luff looks excited.'' has reason to be," replied Fara day, as he shot past. "That's a rakish pirate clipper over there, and we are go ing to rapture her." Nanny stared after him m open mouthed wonder, then he slowly shook his head and went forward. Even his faith in his idol could not make him swal low that yarn. Clif returned to the bridge after notify ing the captain. When the latter joined the two officers the schooner-yacht had succeeded in making the tack. As the courses stood now the Monon gahela was steering in a direction which would take her far astern of the other. A few brief wordi:' of explanation placed Captain Brookes in possession of the facts in the case. Before vouchsafing an opinion he carefully inspected the yacht through his glass, a powerful instrument. "Well," he said at last, "I think they are acting peculiarly aboard of her to say the least." "Just what I think," promptly agreed the first lieutenant. Cl if pricked up his ears and crept near er. Several other cadets, among them Joy and Nanny, found an excuse to ascend to the bridge. The spectacle of three offi cers, and one of them the captain, tak ing so mnch interest in a passing sail, was of sufficient importance to attract attention. The commander took another glance, then he said briefly: "Show our number, Mr. V\latson." A few moments later a string of bunt ing was flying from the main truck. Eager eyes watched the yacht. Would she follow the example, and display the usual signal, or would those on board ignore common nautical courtesy. "By Jove! it doen't look as if she in tends to notice us," muttered the first lieu tenant. "I can see the crew looking this way," put in the officer of the deck. "They can't miss our signal." "Alter the course, Mr. Watson, sud denly exclaimed the captain, closing his teeth with a snap. "Steer directly for the yacht.'' With that he fell to pacing up and down the bridge. It was evident he felt annoyed. "ByJake! I hope she a blooming pirate," said Joy. "I'd like to see a little -what's the matter with you?'' This last was addressed to Clif, who had commenced to chuckle hilariously. "Joy, you are an unmitigated fraud," replied Faraday. "Here you have been preaching peace and good will toward men and deploring the need of war and all that, and now--'' "Oh, don't talk to him," put in Nanny, in disgust. "Last night he was lecturing Grat Wallace on the beauties of arbitration in settling all differences between nations and also between indi viduals, and five minutes later he licked the stuffing out of' Buster' Wells because he bumped up against him in turning into his hammock." Joy grinned and winked placidly. "Yon fellows are not capable of un derstanding the workings of a really great intellect," he retorted. ((You know my motto has been peace at any price even if yon have to use a clnb." "Look!" snddenly exclaimed Clif, pointing toward the yacht. "They are


1446 .ARMY AND NAVY going about again. They are trying to rnn a way hom us as su,re as guns!,. CHAPTER Ill. "I'LL SINK YOU DEEPER THAN DAVY JONES' LOCKER [" 1t was evident Clif's opinion was shared by Captain Brookes and the other officers on the Monongahela's bridge. Tbe former energetically used his glass for a moment, then he exclaimed with some heat: -"This beats my comprehension. They are eitber crazy on board that craft or else they have something to hide. Gentlemen, it is our duty to investigate this matter. Mr. Watson, our number, fire a blank charge to leeward, and hoist the number again. We'll see it that will bri \l g a response." rrlle excitement now manifested on the practice ship was probably greater than the occasion warranted. At however, and on a naval vessel, the sliglltest "indi cation of trouble is eagerTy uoticea a nd geuerallv welcomed. The news tl1at a gnn was to be fired as a warning to tlle stranger spread rapidly, and all hands found it expedient to rush on deck. There was no delay in carrying out the commander's orders. The forward gun on the starboa.:rrcT side was loaded with a blank charge, the signal lowered, then as it flnttererl aloft again, the deep boom of the report echoed across the water. "That will tell tl1e111 that we are not to he Jooled with," said Captain Brookes, gri lll1y. "They are not making any prepara tions to obey,'' said Mr. \Vatson, us,ing his glass. "I can see them rushing about the deck trimming sails, but there is no One at the signal halliards. '' ''Change the course and fire another gun," said the comn1ander, imperturba bly. "Set every sail that will draw. Signal them to lay to at once, Mr. Watson l'' "Yes, sir." ''Have yon formed a conjecture?'' 'Yes, sir. "What is it?" "I think they have :a very good reason to avoid us," rep] ied the. executive officer shrewdly. "I ean give you my oplm()n in one word-filibllster." Captai11 Brooks shook his head. "I do not agree with you," he replied, gravely. "You will see that she is high in the water.. If she ca rtiled a cargo of arms and stores she would be much deep er. No; I think we'll find something"far more serious than Cuban filibustering. "That's what I think," whispered li-t tle Nanny, sagely. "What you think l" snorted Joy, who was out for revenge. "You H mn ph l Why you wouldn't know the difference between a filibuster a!ld a cowtree's horns. Yon l By Jake! all you need to becotne a dead idiot is a blow with a cJub or a kick from a superannuated jackass.'' The little cadet stared at him for a moment, then he calmly turned his back and stooped over. "Go on" he said. "Go on whBt ?" "I am waiting foli that kick." And the officers at the other end of the bridge wondered what had caused the langhter. In the meantime the second gun was being made ready fm firing. It's stillen report was a warning 11ot to be ignored, a11cl presently several pieces cf bnliting appearecl at the yacht's main truck. But there was no imlication of laying to. The Monongahela's na1:ig-ator consnltecl his signal code and presently aunom1ced, with evident perplexity: "That's a new systeiJI to me, sir. They show X. A. 0. C., which means nothing at all." "An attempt to deceive us,"' was the captain's prompt comment. "I am more than ever. convinced that something is wrong. "They are drawing away fron1 us, sir," reported Mr. Watson. "She i!s faster tban the old Mononga hela, that's certain. But," Captain Brookes, with a blow of hi.; fist upon the raiiing, "she can't -run away from a solid shot. Fire one aclioss her bows, Mr. Watson.'' This W!S with a celerity that showed eager interest. The projectile struck within a hundred of the fu gitive, and skipped fairly under the


.... ARMY AND NAVY 1447 yacM's bow, finally vanisq1iug beneath the surface with a gr'eat splash. Jt was a warning r ecognized -at sea as meaning plainly, "If you do not stop I'll sink you!" And it had immediate effect. ''lrlu. e crew of the yacht was seen to rush to the running rigging a mome11t latter, the two great fore and .aft sails were shivering in the wind. She had laid to ail: last. "Place the ship within easy hailing dis tance," ordered Captai11 Brookes. "ICs a pity the sea is so rough, eJse I'd send a boat's crew aboard." Ther, e were two hundrea pairs of eyes watching th. e stranger when the pra.ctice ship final : ly arrived withi n a short distance. And there were more than one pair of eyes returnii1g the. compliment on tbe other vessel. As she lay tossi ng upon the swell it was seen t1Jat her .de-cks did 11ot present the neat appearance ge11erally to be expe. ctecl on board such pleasure craft. The hu11 was sharp and clean, ami the brass-rimmed deadlights glinted briglltly in the sun's rays, but there was a certain neglect apparent aJoft tbat did not escape the experieaaced naval officers. ForwaTd .and in the waist were probably a cloz.en rnen, ancl occupying the quaTtercleck was a bToWn)' individual claGl in a yachting suit three sizes too small for him. As tbe Mowongahela rounded to seveJaJ letters of a name were seen under the yacht'-s stern. Clif, whose eyes were keen, read: '' F -1-e-e-t-w--'' The rest were gone. "That's easy," he muttered to himself. "Add 'ing' to it and you have the whole 11ame. It's the Fleetwing." 'Further so-liloquy was cut short by a hail frGJm Captain Brookes wl10 stood, trumpet to lips at the ext.reme end of the bridge. "Scl1ooner-yacht_._.aboy !" he b.awled. "Ay ay !" bellowed the ma11 aft. "What yacht is that?" Tbere was a brief hesitation, and the figure in the yachting uniform was seen to speak to any one of the crew standing a s1wrt distance away. Tl1e former then tur'necl and repli e d sullenh: "The Gem, of Liverpool." Cl-if gave a start of surprise. That was not the name he had made out on the stern. What mystery was this? "Why didn't you sl1ow your number at our request; sir?" demanded Captain Brookes, peremptorily. "What the blazes is it to you?" was the unexpected reply, given fiercel_y. "We are minding our own business anc you can do tl1e same. I'll have Ot:i you for shooting at my craft as sure as my Dame is--" The words ended in a growl, and! the speaker left the railing as he considered the interview at an end. Clif and his companions looked at the rcaptain. His face was red with anger. The insolent reply to his question was as :irritat]ng as it was unantic]pated. ''Now we'll see son1e sport," whispered Nanny, gleefully. ''Gee! 1 wish the old man wot1lcl ten us to give that fe11ow a broadside.,, But the "old man" had no such decisive intentions, at least Dot yet. He glared at the yachtsman for a brief perio-d, then thundered: "You are as ignorant as you are unmannerly, sir. This is a Un1ted States mm1-of-war, I want ) '011 to know, sir, and international Jaw--" "I dm1't a tinker's d--n for your law,'' romed the other, snapJJing his lin gers derisively. "I have told you the name of tl1is yacbt, and that's all yon will k11ow. If you don't J'ike it apply to my ow11er, Dubbs of Liverpool." Captain Brool

1448 AltM:Y AND NAVY within hail until the sea subsides suffi ciently to permit me to send a boat." "And what if I refuse?" growled the other, returning to the rail. "I'll sink you deeper than Davy Jones' locker!" CHAPTER IV. A DESPERATE MOVE. A subdued cheer came from the Mo nongahela's crew, and Joy, forgetting his cherished repn tation as a peacemaker, tossed his cap into the air. "By Jake! that's the style!" he shouted. "That's the true American Clif dragged him down and clapped one hand over his mouth in time to pre vent a reprimand from the first lieuten ant. "Silence fore and aft!" cried that offi cer sternly. "We can dispense with cheers." But he was fairly well pleased at the proof of patriotism just the same. And furthermore, the boys knew it, and they did not heed his reproof. There were no cheers on board the yacht. Captain Brooke's firm threat de livered in a manner leaving no room for mistake, was received with evident con sternation. The supposed skipper glared from his position aft as if struck dumb. This lasted a monent, then he commenced to jump about the deck as if animated by springs. "Sink me!" he bello,ved. "Sink me! I dare you to! I'll have satisfaction if it takes my life. Fire away, durn you!" (he used a much stronger word). "Fire a broadside, you gold-laced upstart! I'll not remain within hail, and I defy you and your whole blasted navy. To blazes with von!" -He acted like a man demented. Sev era] sailors were seen to draw near and apparently expostulate with him, but it was some minutes before he ceased to wave his hands and rave. "I'd like to know the solution of this mystery," said Clif to Joy and Nanny. "That it is a mystery I feel assured. That fellow has SO'lle reason for lying about the name of the yacht." "Lying about it?" echoed the lanky pie be. "How do you know?" "Didn't yon see that fragment of a name on the stern?" "No." "Well, I did. There were six small raised letters, and they spel\eo part of the name Fleetwing. The f-1-e-e-t and w were still there." "And he said that the yacht was the Gem of Liverpool." "Do you think the captain knows it?" eagerly queried Nanny. Clif was doubtful. He glanced toward the Monongahela's commander who was in consultation with several of his officers. "I don't know whether he does or not,'' he replied to the little cadet's ques tion. "Surely I was not the only one to notice it." "I believe I'd mention it to the old man, Clif," advised Joy, seriously. Faraday promptly walked to the other end of the bridge and, touching his cap, said respectfully: ''I beg your pardon, sir, but while we were passing the stern of the yacht I no ticed a portion of a name, and it was not that mentioned by the man in uniform." Captain Brookes and his brother offi cers stared at the speaker in surprise. It was evident the information was new to them. "Is tilat possible, Mr. Faraday?" ex claimed Captain Brookes. "What was the name?'' Clif explained briefly, and his words had :;J.n immediate effect. "That settles it!" cried the first lieu tenant. "The fellow is trying to fool us. He has reasons for concealing his yacht's name." "We will solve the reason," replied the captain, grimlv. "Call the crew to quarters, Mr. Watson, and bring a broad side to bear upon him." The sound of a drum beating furiously, and the scurrying of the crew to their stations reached the yac!Jt. The action of wind and sea had carried her within five hundre d yards, and her deck was now plainly visible. The martial sounds on board the practice ship caused instant commotion. "They are going to:fire on us," bawled


ARMY NAYY 1449 one of the sailors 111 a pam c. "For Heaven's sake, Mike, give--" The fellow was instantly surrounded by several of his mates, and his cry died away. "Mike mnst be that beauty in the yachting uniform," exclaimed Clif, who had hurried to his station with Joy. "Look at him storm about the deck. He is threatening the sailor with his fist. of the wind, and then started off like a racehorse. Captain Brookes and his officers stared at each other in profound amazement. "They are raving, stark mad," cried the first lieutenant. "They must know they can't run away from our guns.'' "The fellows clan 't believe we will fire," spoke up the 11avigator. "Or else they are absolutely desper-CLIF GRASPED THE MUTINEER1 S ARM AS HE RAISED THE IRON BAR (page 1453). He--Garry! what are they up to now?" This last exclamation was called forth by a sudden move on the part of tile yacht's crew. At a word from the fellow called Mike they had jumped to the hal liarcls and stays. The man at the wheel threw it over and in a jiffy the yacht's great spread of canvas was filled. She heeled far over under the pressure ate," remarked Captain Brookes. "I think they have $Omething to conceal and will nm any risk to prevent us from boarding." "Orders, sir," said Mr. Watson, again the cool, resourceful naval officer. !'We'll give him another chance," re plied the Monongahela's commander, re flectively. "I want to exhaust every means before firing. Stand in chase, sir.


1450 .ARMY NAYY Spread every stitch of canvas, and fire an occasional shot near him.'' The excitement on board the practice cruiser was now intense. There was a t1nge of real naval action in the affair and the hearts of every man beat with redoubled force. The strange conduct of tbe scl1ooner-yacht and its crew lent an air of mystery that was extremely fascinating especially to the cadets. When recall from quarters was sounded Clif and his chums hastily sought a point of vantage on the forecastle, frcm which they could watch the chase. They found the yacht standing away like a frightened gnll. It presented a beautiful picture with its towering wings of white, and sloping deck aad lean graceful hull a-glitter with sally spray. "'It would be a pity t des:b:ny S:Uch a splendid craft," said Ciif, c:Em.tre:rnpia tively. '"See b:ow she slips over tile waves! She: seerns to spurn the water. Garry l Pd give a year of my life to possess a Iike that.'' "'She make fine private ship for me, 1 remarked Trolley. ((I buy yacht irr America before I go back to Japarr. My guardian he: pay plenty quick for wllat I wanL)f ((You'll never have a chance to bcr.r that craft if the oldl man doesn't adopt energetic. measures wretty soon. She slipping away from a& as if we were a.JlrSt!lddenTy a of tlire upper sails shivering. There wa:s a bellying back and fortT1 of the topsaib, ilien the great mainsail flapped inward. ((Tire wind is dropping-, n c:r.!ed CliF. ((Gorry! what'll we do now?" ((The yacht will gain another mile before she catches the calm," added Joy, regretfully. ((Now's the time to give her a broadside." The shrill notes of the boatswain's whistle s.ounde

.ARlt Y .AND N .A VY 1 :51 yacht it was seen that the rail was entire l y free of heads. Not one member of the crew was visible. What did it portend? "Cutter ahoy!" called out Lieutenant Cole. ""Ayay,sir?" "Pull toward the port bow and board by way of the anchor chain or dolphin striker :if you can. Lea\'e of your men with rifles leveled. lf resistance is offered nse wi1atever f01ce is necessary." '!'he cutter pnsbed on ahead and the saihng launch was ste.eted toward t!Je starboard gangway. Standing up in the stem, the lieutenm1t shouted authoritatively: "Yacht ahoy!" Not a sound came from the graceful craft; not a face appear(id above the rail. Lieutenant Cole waited patiently for a mitmte, then he repeatf'd the J1ajl. All was as silent as the grave. Tltere was something uncmmy in the scene. The beautiful yacht with its sweep of snow-white canvas, jts splendid hull and gli stening bra5ftiwork, rose and f e ll sluggishly upon the lo11g heaving swell, giving the impression of some giant bird plumed for flight. It was a picture, but there was something wantiug. The abselJCe of life made it seem weird and supernatural. It was like a palace fully furnished and entirely untenanted. "Gorry! it looks as if tlley have a surprise for us," whispered Clif to his seatmate, Joy. "We'll have the la11t laugh," was the lanky middy's grim reply. "There will be one les f gold-trimmed yacht afloat if they try any monkey business." The lieutenant's patience was finaiJy exhausted. Drawing his sword, be gave the word to pn11 ahead. The extra men in the launch were ordered to prepare their ct1tlasses for immediate nse. As the craft dashed np to the pernJa nent sea ladder the gangway the cutter gained the bow. Lieutenant Cole signaled Ensign Dudley to hoard, then he clamberecl up the side. With him went Clif, Joy and several otl1ers, all armed and in reacli11ess for any emergency. They 11alt ed immediately 011 reaching the deck. Not a man was visible. Forward and aft not a soul cou1c1 be seen. The sails were idly ilapping with the rol1 of the hnU; an unfastened deck b11cket rattled noisily in the scuppers, and bang ing with a defiant note against the main mast was a l1alliard block left tl1ere by careless hands. There were sounds a plenty, but not of hnman life. "They are playing tag with us," smiled the lieutenant. "Well, we will see who will be 'it' in a moment. Mr. Faraday, nm forward and tell Ensign Dudley to search the forecastle. I'll attend fo--=-" He was suddenly interrupted by a hoarse cry. Jmmediately following came a hubbub of curses and shouts, then the short door of the cabin companio11 burst open, and a man clad in a sailor's uniform scrambled out through the opening. "Help! help!" he shrieked. "They are trying to kill me! I'll tell all. Help! help!" A figure leaped after and caught JJjm by the 11eck. lt was Mike, the supposed commander of the yacht. He clutched a heavy belaying pin in one hand, and be fore the men from the 1\lonongahela could inteTfere he brought it clown upon the terrified sailor's bead. As the victim dropped to the deck Mike tmned and with incredible swiftness disappeared down the companion way. '!'he. souuds of a slamming door followed. Lieutenant Cole lowered l1is revolver, which be bad cocked a second or two late, and ran aft. Clif and the others were at his heels. As they passed tl!e prostrate man, the fellow gave a gasp and struggled to a sitting position. "I'll have your life for this, Mike Ker. rigan !" he muttered thickly. "Blast you, I'll see that you hang higher than purgatory. Yon got us into this scrape, and von '11 suffer. Water! water, for the love of Heavenl" Cl if was at 11 is side with a cup from a near hy breaker. The refreshing draught worked wonders. rrhe man staggered to his feet aud glared about as if dazed for a moment, then catching sight of the lieutenant, he rushed up to him and knelt at his feet. "Don't blame us all for this, sir," he begged, piteously. "lt wasn't our fault.


1452 .A.RMY AND N.A. VY That devil Kerrigan mad@ us do it. He killed the captain and set the rest adrift. I'll turn State's witne ss if you'll only promi s e to hang Mike." "Some of you guard that companion way," said Lieuteuant Cole, crisply. "See to it that none steps on deck until I question them. Now, my man, what is your story?" It was brief. From the sailor's trem bling lips came a tale often heard before in the records of the sea-a tale of a captain's harshness and the final outbreak of passiun and revenge on the part of the crew. Shorn of incoherent pleading of mercy and wild denunciations of the arch scoundrel, Kerrigan, it told of the depar ture of the yacht Fleetwing from Boston en route to Norfolk, where the owner was to join with a party of friends for a West India cruise. It told how the captain, one Biggs, had nagged the crew until forbearance ceased to be a virtue, and how at last, led by the boatswain's mate, Mike Kerrigan, the crew mutinied at sea. Then came a stolid description of Biggs' murder at night by Mike and the sending adrift in an open boat of the two mates and the cabin steward. And finally how the sighting of the Mononga hela had brought the present condition of affairs. "Mike intended to beach the Fleetwing in the southern portion of Florida and escape," said the sailor in conclusion. "He told us we could take the fixings and sell 'em for a big sum. But I want to tell ye, sir, Mike's a desperate man. He swears he won't be taken alive. We tried to make him give up when your ship came alongside, but he threutened to knife us if we so much as whimpe red. Ye'll remember, sir, that I've risked my life to help ye. Do what you can in court for me, sir.'' "You will get due credit," replied Cole, curtly. "So it is a mutiay, eh? I thought as much. We'll teach Mike Kerrigan that the days of mutiny are past.'' Ensign Dudley came aft at a call and the two officers approached the closed companionway. Rapping lustily with his sword hilt upon the cover, Lieutenant Cole called out imperiously: "Below there! 1\fike Kerrigan, I wish a word with you." "Go to blazes," replied a muffled VOJCe. "Resistance is useless," co11tinned the lieutenant. "We know the truth and we'll have you out of tha t if we have to burn the deck over your head.'' "Burn and be dnrned !"shouted the desperate Irishman. "I've got a c a rd to play, too. If yez are not off this here yacht in ten minutes I'll blow every mother's son of us up. I've got a keg of powder clown here, and I'll set it off as sure as my name is Mike Kerrigan.'' "He'll do it, sir. Oh, he'll do it," cried the wounded sailor. "I know he has the powder, and he's that d e sp erate he'll blow up the. yacht rather than be taken.'' It was an awkward predicament, and Lieutenant Cole looked extremely g rave. During his career in the service he h a d had experience with more than one de s perate villain, and he felt assnred Kerrigan meant what he said. Justifiable discretion is no reflection on bravery. It would be a fool's act to expose the crews of the cutter a nd launch to certain death just to capture a mutineer. "I'll have him yet and I won't lose a man, either," muttered the lieutenant. "Now to temporize." "Such silly threats won't help you, Kerrigan," he added, aloud. "Bette r surrender and save trouble. Your t alk about blowing ttp the yacht won't wash. Open this door before I break it in.'' "Try it once," was the do g ged reply. "I've got a match ready, and ye'll all be in kingdom come a minttte after ye brea k that door." "The devil means it," said Joy to Clif, glumly. "By Jake! I don't want a pair of wings just yet. I wish we could capture him without so much risk." "If we could get at Kerrigan and disable him the rest would surrende r with out a word," replied Faraday, thoughtfully. "I wonder--" He stepped quickly over to the wounded sailor and eagerly asked him several qttestions, then he drew Lieutenant Cole aside. While the others looked


.ARMY .AND N.A. VY 1453 on in surprise the two whispered together for a moment. "It's a splendid idea, Faraday," finally said the lieutenant, "and if we succeed it will be because of your keen wit. But it's mighty risky, mighty risky, indeed." "I only suggest the plan for what it is worth, sir," modestly replied the cadet. "We'll try it, and may success 2ttend our efforts. '' Several minutes later one of the launch's crew, a sailor who wore a naYal sharpshooter's medal, stepped to the port side of the yacht with two mates. Tl1e latter bore ropes which they deftly fastened about his waist. As he was silently lowered over the side it was seen that he carried a cocked reYoh er. 'What's your scheme, Clif?'. hurriedly asked Joy. "There's a port-hole opening directly into the cabin," was t.he brief--repl y "It commands the foot of the stairs, and that is where Kerrigan is standing. Wilkins is going to take a pot shot at him, but if he misses I guess--'' Bang! Every man on deck jumped at the shot. Some rushed to the side, and otherc; made a dash toward the gangway. There was a moment of silence, then a loud uproar sounded below. Wilkins, the sharpshooter, climbed over the railing and dropped to th::: deck as lightly as a cat. "I got him, sir," he said coolly. "Good!" exclaimed Lieutenant Cole, never moving a muscle. He added, authoritatively: "Break open the companionway, men." Clif and Joy, assisted by a number of sailors, soon had the door in splinters. Peering down through the opening thus formed, the lieutenant called out sharply: ''Come on deck, all of you. If you ha ve arms, bring them up. I'll give you three minutes to obey." There was a confused mnrmuring of voices, then a man stepped on deck. He carried an inverted rifle in his hands as a token of submission. He was followed by another, and then another. As the latter emerged from the com-panionway, the wounded sailor nudged Clif and whispered: "That is Murphy, Mike Kerrigan's mate. He is in a temper, too." The cadet eyed the man's sullen, ugly face and said to himself: ''I'll keep watch on him. He doesn't look safe." "Now muster in li11e there and throw your weapons on deck,'' commanded Lieutenant Cole, sternly. As the sailors sullenly obliged, Clif, who had his eyes on Murphy, saw him suddenly spring forward. Divining his intention, Clif leaped to his side and grasped the mutineer's arm as he raised an iron bar over Lieutenant Cole's head. There was a quick sharp struggle, then a half-dozen of the launch's crew fell upon the Irishman and literally bore him to the deck. A moment later he was lying bruised and battered, bound hand and foot, in the scuppers. "I'll not forget that, Faraday," said the lieutenant, simply. That little episode ended the affair. Kerrigan's body was brought up from below. An examination revealed the fact that Wilkins' bullet had pierced the brain ; and it was felt by all that the shot was indeed a lucky one. The Monongahela was signaled, and a half-hour later the cutter was sent for orders. In due time Captain Brookes sent word to transfer the prisoners to the practice ship. When this was finally accomplished, Lieutenant Cole was ordered to select a prize crew and to make the best of his way to Norfolk, Virginia. To the great satisfaction of Clif and Joy, were included in the detail. Shortly before dark a breeze sprang up in the northeast, and both vessels got under way for the trip to the selected destination. And thus peacefully ended the chase of the yacht Fleetwing. [THE END.] The next Naval Academy novelette by Ensign Clarke Fitch will be entitled, "Clif Faraday in Jeopardy; or, At the Mercy of His Foes," Army and Navy No. 32.


Mark Mallory's Circus; OR, West Point Plebes on a Lark. By Lie-u.t. FrecterJ.ok Ga.rrisor19 u. s .A.. CHAPTER I. TEXAS ACCEPTS A CHALLENGE. "SMITHERS' CIRCUS. ''To-day! Don't m1ss it! The greatest show on earth "Magnificent Menagerie, gathered from all parts of the globe! "Madame Nicolini, the daring equestrienne! "The Alberti Brothers, world-renowned acrobats! "Prof. Montmorency and his marvelous trained dogs, exhibited before the Prince of Wales. Bobo, the most humorous clown ever known! "Smasher! The wiid, untamed Texas bronco, ridden by no living mao and-" "Durnat:ion 1" The speaker dropped the flaring red programme he was reading and sprang up in excitement. "Say, you fellows," he roared, "come over h yar au' listen." "What's the matter, Texas?" "This hyar circus feller down to High Jan' Falls says he1s got a bronco nobody kin ride, doggone his boots!" "Well, what about it?" "What about it? Durnation, man, d'you s'pose I'm a-goin' to swaller an insult like that air? Whoop! What d'you take me fo', anyhow?" This v1gorous declaration from "Texas" brought the other two occupants of his tent to side, their face ; alight with interest. The tent was one of Camp McPherson, the summer home of the West Point cadets. "Texas" was a plebe, or new cadet, and his name was Jeremiall Powers. T.exas had been reading .a typical circus advertisement, a notice of a show that was scheduled for that S<.turday after. noon down at "the Falls," a village jnst below West Point. And Texas was mad. "That air feller ain't got sense 'nough to walk straigl1t," he vo\ved, dancing around after his usual fashion when his excitable disposition was distnrbed. "The very idee o' saying there's a bronco in all Texas a man kain 't handle ef be's used to 'em. That air's an insult to every cowboy in the State, an' durnation, I ain't '1.-goin' to stand it!" "What are you going to do abont it?" inquired one of his tentmates. It was Parson Stanard, the long-legged and solemn scholar from Boston. "Do 'bout it! I'm a-goin' down to that air town. right after dinner an' I'm a-goin' to ride that air durnation ole boss ef :it's the last tbing I ever do while I m 'live." "But it's out of won't be allowed seen.'' bounds, man. You to go. You'll be "I'll git a disguise," said the other, with decision. "I ain't a-goin' to spend


.AR.llY .AXD NAVY 1455 a holiday afternoon sitti'n' roun' this hyar c

456 ARMY AND NAYY ru ption. 1 'I was jes' a-sayin' ef you were hyer you'd go to that air circus an' bnst up the durnation old fake place with me. Naow will you?" "Of course I will," responded Mark. "So will the rest, too, I guess. I've been p e nned up in that old hospital for an age, and I'm just dying for a lark." "But where']] we get disguises?" in quired the matter of fact Parson. ''I guess one of the drum orderlies can buy us some," laughed the other. "We ought to have some 'cits' clothing handy, anyway, so that we can be ready for some fun any time." "And we can keep it in that cave we found!" chirruped Indian, happily. "Bless my soul, that'll be fine! I'll go! I think it'll be lots of fun to go to a circus in disguise.'' ''Circuses are deucedly vulgah affairs,'' commented the aristocratic Chauncey, with a sniff. But even that young gentleman con descended to go when he found that all the rest were swept a\vay by the prospect of seeing Texas ride "Smasher.'' And as for Texas, he doubled up his fists and gritted his teeth and vowed he was going "to smash that dnrnation ole show or git smashed do in' it!" Texas was destined to have all the fun he wanted that afternoon. CHAPTER II. THE CIRCUS AT HIGHLAND FALLS. Drills were over for that day, and likewise dinner, and the corps had been dis missed, excepting members who had extra tours of guard duty to do by way of punishhment. This included one of the seven, the unfortunate granger from Kansas, "Sleepy," who had forgotten to invert his washbowl at the "A. M. inspection.'' Poor Sleepy was obliged to shoulder his musket with what grace he could and sadly watch his friends vanish in the woods. The wicked drummer boy, who was getting rich nowadays by furnishing contraband disguises for the yet more wicked Seven Devils, had designated a place where he would hide the "duds," and for that place the seven made with all possible speed. Some hour or so later there were three curious-looking couples strolling down the road to the Falls. The drum orderly, with considerable appropriateness, had furnished a full dress evening suit for Chauncey. It being afternoon, Chauncey had indignantly refused to "dream 11 of wearing it, and so the meek Indian had had his fat limbs crowded into the costume. Texas had a flaming red sweater and huge farmer's trouser'ii with one suspender. Mark had the tattered remains of a tennis blazer and checkerboard "pants." The Parson wac; muttering anathemas at the facetious lad who had gotten, from somewhere, a clerical costume with a rip up the back, and Dewey was handsome and resplendent in one of the drum orderly's own cast-off uniforms. Poor Chauncey having refused the swallow-tails, was doomed to be common place in a white flannel costume last worn by a coal heaver. Do you wonder at the phrase "curious looking couples" used aboye? lt had been agreed that they would excite less suspicion two by two. All in a crowd they might be mistaken for the rear guard of the circus procession, which they could tell from the sound of the hand had proceedecl them down the main street of Highland Falls. The six set out swiftly in pursuit. Texas fairly boiling over with anxiety to catch a glimpse of Smasher. Texas had done nothing but talk about Smasher since he started. If there had chanced to be any officers from the post down there they would probably have recognized their cadets, in spite of false mustaches and hair. For the plebes were so used to going behind a band by this time that the tnne-"The Girl I Left Behind Me"-set them all to marching with West Point precision left, left! Eyes to the front-heads up -chest out, little fingers on the seems of the trousers-left, left!" Fortunately, however, nobody noticed their rather unusual style, and down at the far end of the long and narrow town they came upon the circus grounds. No small boy enjoying his holiday from school was gazing upon that scene with more interest than our plebes. There were three big tents in a vacant


.ARMY .AND NAVY 14-57 Jot. The band had gone inside by that time, and a string of people were following, buying their tickets of a black and long-haired "genuine Australian bush man" who stood as a walking live hint to the wonders that were inside, and incidentally made change \Vrong and talked in Irish brogue to an invisible some one. Also worthy of mention was "Tent No. 2." We shall see a good deal of the contents of Tent No. 2. Tent No. was the artist had painted half her head. There was a seal playing a banjo on the next panel, while a charmed boa constrictor listened. The boa constrictor's tail was traced to the other side of the tent, his body having extended all that way. So he was a pretty big snake. Texas vowed he'd never seen a bigger one even with the whisky they sold down home. And after that the six made a stampede for the main tent. ROUND AND ROUND SWEPT TEXAS IN A FAST NARROWING CIRCLE OF ROPE (page 1461). dime museum tent, and varied and startling were its decorations. A two-headed boy grinneci merrily at a painted hyena on one side. It was a laughing hyena, but the boy got the best of him because he had two heads to laugh with. A Norwegian giant (colored) had the next side to herself, and so tall was si1e that a sort of continued-in-our-next arrangement was made with the roof, where a careful They stopped just long enough for Chauncey, "the gent with the white clothes and black whiskers," to invest in peanuts. He told the man to keep the change with a haughty air, and then bid his friends help themselves. They took so many there wasn't any change, at which the man growled. In spite of jokes and peanuts they finally got into the tent. They bought


1458 ARMY l\AYY their tickets separately so that their seats might be separate, and then found to their horror that the Australian bushman had sold them six in a row, and that every one in the place was staring at their extraordinary costumes. This rather phased them, but they tried to look as if they didn't care and stared around the tent. After some munching of peanuts and stamping of feet (this latter chiefly by Texas, he of the carmine sweater and no coat, who was to smash Smasher) a bell rang and the show had begun. A curtain opened at one side andlin gal loped a white horse and rider. Texas sprang up and started for the ring with a durnation. Texas thought it was Smasher, and he grumhled some when he found it was only "Madame Nicolini, the daring equestrienne!" Texas admitted that her riding wasn't bad, but he vowed he'd make her turn pale with envy when he once set out 011 Smasher. Seeing that Madame Nicolini had a perpetual blush of red paint that beat her rival's sweater, Texas finally took back his. rash thrtat and settled down to growl once more. Mr. Jeremiah Powers hacl to cnrb his impatience. The programme wasn't going to be changed for him. There' were "dar ing aerial flights" <;1t which the old ladies gasped and the fair dam se ls shrieked. There were p erforming dogs at which every one observed "How cute!" a safe remark which the most critical could not dispute. There were the Alberti Brothers, who bowed whether you applauded or not, and the llSual trick elephant who rang for his dinner when the clown told him not to, whereat the old gentlemen who had brought their little boys to eujuy the show laughed most uproariously and asked the doubtful little boys if it wasn't funny. And then came Smasher! The curtain opened once more and the little bronco, meek and gentle, was led out. He was "nothin' much," so Texas sa id "orter see my Tiger down home." Texas had been persuaded by Mark to wait and see what else would happen be fore he ventnred down, and so Texas was silent though wriggling anxiously in his seat. A "gent" in full-dress, just like Jn1 dian, was leading Smasher by the bridle. Having reached the middle of the ring he released the horse, who hung his head and looked like a poor, s leepy, halfstarved little pony that would run from a mouse. Then the gent, who was "Smithers" himself, began thus: "Now, ladies and gentlemen! We are about to witness the most interesting event of the varied programme of this mar,elous and startling show. Behold Smasher (Durnation !), the world renowned bronco (Never heard o' him!) Now there must be gents in the audience who can ride, gents with sporting blood in their veins (Doggone your boots!), gents who are willing, e\'en anxious to show their skill. Ladies and gentlemen, Smasher challenges the world! Behold him!" This masterpiece having been finished, Smithers folded his arms. Mark was sitting on Texas meanwhile. "Somebody'll try it, old man," Mark protested. "Just keep quiet. He's not going away yet. It'll be more fun after be's thrown somebody-there now!" This last exclamation of relief came as some one did come forward to try. He was a country Yokell in his best Sunday go-to-meeting clothes. Having brought his best girl to town, and being secure in his skill with his farm plugs, he strode forward timidly to make a name for him self in Highland Falls forever. "All!" said Smithers, serenely. "One gent has nerve! I knew that America with her sons of freedom could produce one man bold enough to clare this feat. ; The country youth hesitated a moment in front of his mount, while t11e crowd leaned forward in expectation. Ha\ing petted Smasher in a professional way and observed that the horse still hunj:, its sleepy head, the rider summoned all his nerve and straddled the pony. The pony was so small and the man's legs so long that his toes still touched the saw dust. S111asher never moved an inr.:h ; even his eyes never opened. The yokel took hold of the brielle, straightened himself up to a stiff and awkward position and gazed about him with an air of delicious triumph. The multitude began to cheer. "That's fine," said Smithers, smiling


ARMY AND NAVY 1-!59 blandly. "Really fine! Now make him go.'' The hayseed laid hold of the bridle and gave it a jerk. "Git ap !" said he. And the bronco got. He only moved one-half of his body; his heels went up in one cataclysmic plunge, and the rider went through the air like a streak. He picked himself up with a good deal of sawdust in his mouth, way over in the opposite corner. The crowd simply howled with laughter and Smithers beamed benigmantly. ''The challenge still stands,'' said he, laughing at the plight of the farmer, who limped to his seat with a look on his face that led the facetious cornetist m the band to play famtly: "I'll never go there any more." Which made the crowd laugh all the louder. "Next!" roared the proprietor. "Somebody else come try it now! Next!" At this stage of the game Mark unbottled Texas; and Texas rose slowly and made his way down to the ring. "I reckon I'll try that air critter," said he. Smithers' smile was as expansive as his shirt front. Two such fellows as this were a rare treat; nsually every one was daunted by the first failure. This fellow was evidently a regular hayseed, too. "Most charmed," said the proprietor. "Step right up, I pray you. Really, sir There was something about his self -con fident smile that "riled" our excitable Texan. ''Look a-yere!'' he demanded, angrily, when he reached the ring. :'You think I kain 't ride this hyar durnation critter, don't you? Hey?" The whole crowd in that tent leaned forward excitedly; here was fun, a chance of a quarrel. "\iVhy, I'm sure I don't know," grinned the proprietor, suavely. "How should I know? Try it." "You got any money?" roared Texas. "Why-er-yes. A little." Mr. Powers jammed his hand into one pocke t and yanked out some bills. "Go you one hundred I ride him!" he shon teo. "Bully, b'gee!" cried a voice in the crowd, and the rest roared in concert. Smithers looked embarrassed. "!-that is-I've hardly got so much -I--" "Shame! Shame!" howled the delighted spectators. "Whar's that air sporting blood ye were a-tal kin' 'bout?" roared Texas. "Durnation I thought nobody'd ever ridden the critter, doggone his-ershoes. Thought ye were so sure? 'Fraid, hey? I knowed it." The crowd howled still louder. "Tell ye what I'll do," cried Texas, waving his bills excitedly. "I'll go you this yere hundred to twenty! How's that?" "Who'll hold ti1e stakes?" inquired the proprietor, weakly. "Put 'em down thar in the ring," said Texas. "Let everybody see 'em. Durnation Smithers left the tent hurriedly, while the crowd roared with impatience. He came back with the money, which Texas examined cautiously, and then dropped with his own on the sawdust. And then he turned toward the sleepy bronco. "I'm ready now," said he. "Bring the durnation critter hyar." CHAPTER III. IN WHICH TEXAS PERFORMS. You have perhaps read of Ben Hur and the famous chariot race, and remember how General Wallace describes the staring crowds about that amphitheatre. '!'here was no one there a bit more thrilled and than the spectators of Smithers' World Renowned Circus at this supreme moment. They were leaning forward, s:Jme of them having even risen to their feet; they were staring with open mouth, scarcely breathing. The syrflpathies of every one were with that strange and outlandishly costumed stranger who seemed to have so much money and nerve. There is nothing peo ple enjoy more than seeing "a bluff called." Texas meanwhile was proceeding with a business-like cautiousness. He exam ined the saddle girth and the stirrups and tightened both. Then after another sur-


1460 ARMY AND NAVY vey he concluded that they didn't suit him, and flung them off altogether. "He's going to ride bareback!" gasped the crowd. That was the stranger's purpose, evi dently. He next examined the bridle, giving Smasher's head a vigorous shake incidentally and making that wicked ani mal open one eye in surprise. And after that Texas was ready. He stood at the horse's head regarding him just one moment, and then seizing him by the mane, swung himself into the air and landed with a thud upon the pony's back. As usual, Smasher never moved. Texas did not wait for him to get ready to start, but dug his heels into his side with a crash that made the bronco leap two feet into the air, and gave a yank at the bit that made his head snap back. Anc'l then there was all the fun the most fastidious could want. The centre of the ring was a perfect whirl of legs and bodies. The pony flung his hind feet into the air and then danced about on them; Texas sim ply dug his knees into his sides and his heels lllto his ribs anrl sat up straight as ari arrow, yelling in Texas dialect mean while. "Then Smasher' reared himself upon his hind legs; he bit and be plunged, and he kicked; he whirled around in a circle; he flung himself orr the sawdust and rolled about the ring. At this last move Texas had slipped off quick as lightning and stood calmly by, still holding the reins and yelling at the pon y The pony struggled to his feet again; while he was still on his knee& Texas had thrown himself on his back and was once more kicking and shouting: "Git up, thar, you durnation critter, you! Git up, thar !" Smasher got, and he started around that ring at breakneck speed, tossing his head and plunging, his body leaning at au angle of thirty degrees and the saw dust flying in clouds. Round and round he went. Smithers was staring in horror, the crowd was roaring with delight, and as for Texas, he was waving his hat and shouting triumphantly. "Get up, thar, you durnation ole Smasher! I'll smash you' That the fast est you kin go? Whoop!'' Smasher tried a little faster yet, until the crowd got dizzy watching him. Then he tried one last resort more, stopped short as if he'd hit a stone wall. Texas simply clung and then gave him a whack that set him off for dear life again. Texas knew that he'd conquered then. "Durnation he roared. "Got any more ov 'em to break? Ain't had so much fun in a year! Whoop f You circus folks think you kin ride, don't you? I'll show ye something! Durnation !" Suiting the action to the word, Texas, still lashing the horse to keep him going and still roaring to lfeep him straight, got upon his knees and then on his feet. Having stood on one ieg for a couple of turns he dropped the reins, turned over and flung his heels into the air. After that he dropped his hat and swept it up on the next turn round. Then seizing hold of the horse's mane, he slid under his belly and a moment later appeared on the other side, and jerked himself up, Smasher meanwhile going at railroad speed. Nobody in the crowd saw how he did it, but they roared with delight all the same, and Smithers gritted his teeth with rage. But Texas was by no means through yet. All his cowboy ingenuity had gone into the task of thinking up a suitable punishment for "that durnation circus feller" who had ventured to insult the nationality of cowboys. And Texas was getting ready to put a scheme into prac tice, while he still thumped merrily on the ribs of the dizzy bronco. He was fumbling about the pockets of his volum inous trou s er s and suddenly the crowd, divining his intentions, let out a roar of delight. "He's got a lasso!" Texas did have a lasso, a "rope," he would ha\'e called it; if there was anv thing on earth he prided himself on it was his skill at "throwin' a rope." He had an arm half a foot thick as a r esult, and had half murdered several venturesome yearlings with it. Texas was going to show some of the dexterity of that arm right now. Of course the crowd was simplv wild with expectation and curiosity. Ev e n Smithers, from his position in the centre of the ring, forgot about his lo s t twenty,


/ ARMY A:ND NAVY 1-!61 and began turning round and round to see what the rider was doing. The rider was unwinding the lariat from his body. That did not take him very long, and then he flung it into the air and began to whirl it gracefully about his head. I "Whoop!" he roared, getting faster and faster, and driving Smasher at a perfect tear. "Whoop! Durnation "Hooray!" howled the crowd. "Hooray!" And then suddenly, having gotten his distance and aim, Texas let drive that lasso. The result electrified and horrified every person in the place. For the noose sailed through the air, and before the amazed Smithers could even raise an arm it settled comfortably over his shoulders and the momentum of the pony jerked it tight as a vise. The circus proprietor let out a yell that drowned even the roars of t!-Je Texan. He imagined himself hurled to the ground and dragged head first about the place. That was what the frightened crowd thought too, as they sprang up shouting. But Texas had arranged things more vvisely than that. He had gauged the length of the lasso ju t so that the proprietor felt himself jerked forward and obliged to run to maintain his equilibrium. Onward rushed Smasher in a big circle, and onward also the reluctant, indignant, vociferously pro testing Smithers in a little circle near the centre of the ring. He could not stop; he could do nothing but run round and ronnel with might and main, while the crowd fairly went into spasms of delight, and Texas roared whoops and durnations by the bucketful. This delicious game continued until the proprietor stopped from sheer exhaustion. He stood still, panting, and be fate he could move again Texas had worked one more scheme. Round and round he swept in a fast narrowing circle of rope, while Smithers found, to his horror, that his arms were bound tight to his sides, he being swiftly reduced to the state of a mummy or an Indian totem pole. In vain he howled. Texas had tne hilarious crowd with him, and he didn't care a durnation anyhow. He finished the job neatfy and then brought Sma her to a halt, and, dismount-ing, bowed with mock ceremony to the imprisoned proprietor. Then he pocketed his money with a flourish and marched back to his seat, the cynosure of every eye in the place. The sputtering victim he left to be unwound by one of the circus bands. It was fully ten minutes before that could go on. Texas was obliged to get up and bow to an enco're three times, while Smithers shook his fist in impotent rage. Smasher was led off meekly. As to him, it may be said here that he never again went on the stage; the poor beast was sold to an itinerant peddler, for he was so docile that a child might ride him after that. But meanwhile, there was more excitement at the circus. Texas having satiated the applauding multitude, turned to receive the congratulations of his delighted friencls. To his surprise, he found that two of them, Mark and Dewey, were missing. "Whar's Mark?" he cried, anxiously. "Mark!" echoed the other four, in just as much surprise. They had not noticed that in the excitement Mark and his friend, the prize story-teller, had gotten up and slipped away. But gone they were, after some fun, so Texas surmised, and vowed it was dnrnation mean in them to leave him. As if he hadn't had fun enough already! We shall fol\ow the two1 mischief makers, for they were destined to meet with some interesting adventures before they returned to their companions. Mark had a definite reason for stealing away thus 'unceremoniously. He had a scheme he meaut to put into effect; but as it happened, all thought of it was driven from his mind by something he chanced to notice a few minutes later. At the rear of the circus tent was Smithers' "Magnificent Menagerie." Persons who had tickets to the circus were allowed to visit that menagerie and gaze upon its treasures-these included a single lean buffalo which was subsequently led out into the ring to perfunn; a single elephant who Jid likewise; the aforementioned laughing hyena, whose Jaugh had been somewhat embittered by b<:.d treatment; and the world-famous ''Smasher.''


1462 ARMY AND NAVY Toward this part of the show Mark and Dewey were leisurely strolling. Chatting merrily as usual. And then suddenly from inside the tent the band struck up a tune. Now there was nothing startling about that. The band was accustomed to herald the entrance of each performer in that way. It was a very unmnsical ba11d; Dewey said it was cracked-"cracked into four pieces, b'gee !" he added. The band apparently knew only three or four tunes, one of them being "The Girl I Left Behind Me' '-the song of Custer's famous Seventh, That was where the excitement came in. The West Point band had often played that tune and the cadets were used to marching to it. Mark had noticed four young fellows strolling just ahead of him; at the very first notes of that tune the four straightened up as one man and stepped forward-left! left! A moment later they recollected where they were and resumed their former gait. That little incident was not lost to Mark's sharp eyes, however. He turned and nudged Dewey on the arm. ''Did you see that, old man?'' he cried. "Yes, b'gee, I did," responded Dewey, "and I know what it means, too." 'The four were cadets! Our two friends fairly gasped with delight as they realized that. The strangers had disappeared in the tent by that time and quick as a wink Mark sprang for ward. "Let's see who they are," he cried. The two hurried up to the tent door and peered cautiously around the edge of the canvas. They could plainly see the backs of the others as they strolied away. An instant later Mark started back with a cry of delight. One of the four had turned around and shown his face for one instant. It was Bull Harris! And the rest were his "gang!" Mark and Dewey stole away to a safe corner and sat down to consult. Of course there was but one thought in the minds of both of them. It was a -chance for a joke, a superb one. Bull was in dis guise, and would run f9r his life at the least suspicion of discovery. It was a golden opportunity, and such a one mus! not be allowed to pass for anything in the world. The reader of course understands what we1e Mark Mallory's feelings toward Bull Harris, the yearling. Bull was Mark's deadliest enemy in West Point; Bull hated him with a concentrated hatred that had grown with each unsuccessful attempt to outwit Mark, to disgrace him, to get him expelled. As for Mark, he did not hate Bull, but he loved to worry that ill-natured and malignant youth with all kinds of clever schemes. That was the reason why, the very instant Mark recognized the yearling, the thought flashed over him-what a chance for some fun. "We mustn't let him see us," Mark whispered to Dewey. "He'd recognize us in spite of our disguise. What shall we do?" "Let's go in and follow them," chuckled Dewey. "See what they're doing, b'gee !" This suggestion was acted upon instantly. The two conspirators got up and stole over to the tent door, slid in, and dodged behind one of the wagons. It was a very small tent, and they could almost have touched their victims with an umbrella. Yet the victims had not the least suspicion of any danger. "'rhey are feeding the elephant," whispered Mark. "Ssh !" Bull and his three friends had their pockets stuffed with peanuts and were amusing themselves immensely. The single elephant was chained to the back of the tent; there was a railing in front of hiin to keep people from going too near. That did not prevent them from throwing peanuts, however. It is a lot of fun to get a big elephant to raise his trunk in eager expectation and then to torment him by not giving him anything to eat. It is fun at any rate if you like to tease; Bull liked to, and the madder the elephant got the better he liked it An elephant is a peculiarly intelligentlooking animal. He can indicate his feelings very well with those twinkling little eyes of l1is. And the two conspirators chuckled as they noticed the way the animal was regarding his four tormentors. And then suddenly Dewey chancing to


ARMY AND NA YY 1463 put one hand in his pocket, gave a gasp of delight. "Bv jinao !" he cried. "I've got 1t !" st:red at him in surprise as he drew forth from his pocket a small bot tle of whitish substance. "What is it?" he inquired, whispering low "Somethina I aot for the Parson," ;:, "" chuckled Dewey. "It's caustlc potash! Watch.'' Dewey took the .cork out of the inno c ent little bottle and sprang out from behind the waaon. It was all done so quickly that Mark scarcely had time to realize what was up. There w as no one else in the tent to see; the four were too intent upon their fun. Dewey crept up behinn them, and with as much deftness as if he had been a pickpocket, dumped the contents of the bottle into Ball's "peanut" pocket. A moment more and the excitement began. Bu 11 did not notice the substance when he reached for another peanut. He took it ont and deftly ''chucked" it into the elephant's mouth. Concerning the action of caustic potash when moistened there is no room to write a treatise here. If Parson Stanard had be e n there he would doubtless have explaine d how the latent heat o!. the substance is released by decompos1t10n, etc., a process known as "slaking," and so on. Suffice it to say that it gets hot, so hot that a Hades with "ali moclern improvements'' would undoubtedly substitute caustic potash for fire and brmstone. Bull noticed the elephant look funny, he didn't know why. There was a pail of water at the infuriated ani mal's side, and he thrust his trunk into it and drank a huge draught to relieve the pain. And then he raised as trunk, fnll of water as it was, and to Bu11's horror and consternation, deliberately blew a heavy column of it straight into his tormentor's face! CHAPTER IV. BULL HARRIS BEATS A RETREAT. The scene that resulted is left to the reader.'s imagination. Bull was simply drenched; he was sputtering and gasping with rage. As for the elephant, he set up a terrific trumpeting, which, together with the cries of the cadets brought the circus attendants in on a run. (It is needless to say that Mark and Dewey had fled long ago, reaoy. to burst with hilarity.) Tbe circus men bad expected some danger from the cries they heard When they discovere,i what was really the matter they broke into roars of laughter, for they were only human. That made Bull all the madder. ''You. shall pay for this!" he shouted furiously. "Why don't you keep that beast where he can't hurt anything?" "What made you tease him?" retorted one of the others, shrewdly suspecting that the meek old elephant's act was not uncaused. "I wasn't teasing him!" roared Bull. "You lie if you--" Bull was red with rage, but he turned a little pale as one of the men sprang toward him. "Shut up!" said he, "or I'll dump you in the rest of that water and roll you in the mud besides." It was at least half an hour before Mark and Dewey -managed to recover The whole affair was so utterly ludicrous! Such a tale it would make to tell the rest of the Seven "Gee whiz!" cried Mark, suddenly. "I forgot all about that. Let's hustle over and tell 'em now." "B'gee, that's so," cried Dewey. "I never thought of it, either. Reminds me of a story I once heard, b'gee--" That was a very funny story; it was one of Dewey's very best, and l wish that I could repeat it. The only trouble was that it was never finished. For, standing where they were, near the menagerie tent again, they heard two voices in con versation. What they heard completely drove from Dewey's' mind all thoughts of jokes and stories. It suggested a pros pect of sport that knocked all previous adventures into the shade. This was the conversation: "Mike drunk! For Heaven's sakes, man! That's the second time this week. How on earth will we ever do without him ?" The voice. was that of the proprietor,


146 ARMY AND NAVY all his anger at his treatment by T exas having left him at what was evidently some bad news. "We'll have to miss showing the dime museum tent again!'' he groaned "And it'll mean five dollars out of m y pocket, afte r I've just lost a twenty, too! Confound it!" "Can't you get somebod y to take his place?" inquired : ;mother voice. "No! How can I? I couldn't do it myse lf, for I can't remembe r half the jokes and things Mike u s ed to g e t off in his spee ch when he exhibited the freaks He kept the people laughing and they never saw how rotten th e confounded e x hibition is. And now what on earth am I to do?" This di a lo gue wa s not meant for Mark and Dewey, but they beard it in pa s sing. Now they were out for fun, bold and daring, both of them. And to each at the sam e moment those words su ggeste d a wildly delici o us i de a. They turned and stare d at e ach other with a look of inspiration on their faces; gav e on e g a sp of delight; and the n Dewey seized Mark by the shoulders. "B'gee, old man," he cried, "I dare you!" An instant later Smithers felt a light tap upon the arm He turne d and con fronte d a tramp in a torn y e llow and red tennis bl a zer, with hands bound up in rags "What the deuce do vou want?" ''I was jus t going say I'd exhibit your museum freaks for yon. I and my friend there.'' "You!" gasped the profes s or. "Who the deuce are yon?" "I'm a profe ssional stump speaker," said the tramp, winking knowingly. my friens), here's a profe s sional joke writer. .And if you'll just show us the freaks and give us a while to think up jokes, we'll make you f amous.'' "How much do you want?" inquired Smithers, suspiciously. "Nothing. We'll do it for love, to get you out of a scr ape.'' The man gazed at them in doubt for a moment more, and then he turned upon his heel. "Come," he said, briefly, and led the way out to the g ayly p ainted t ent m en tioned pre viou s ly. As f o r the two pl e b e s, they we r e si m pl y kicking e ach othe r for joy T a l k about fun! Gee whiz! CHAPTER V. M ARK AND D E WEY DELIVER AN ADDRESS. The four members o f the Seven Devils who h a d staye d behind t o see t h e rest of the sho w wandered out dis consolately arter it w as ov er. M r. Smithe rs h ad pre viousl y announce d fr o m the ring t l1at the marvelous museum w as n ow o n e x h ibiti o n for the "pure l y n omina l sum of t e n cents," also tha t P r ofesso r S a h a t o r i would b e on h a nd to de l ive r one of h is famous a ddress e s, b y Mr. S o -andSo. Finding that this bait h ad b ee n taken by m os t of the c r owd, and n o t knowing what e l se to do w i t h t h e m s elves, since the ir leader h ad deserted t hem, the five strolled into the muc h painted t ent. They w e r e but little p r epa r ed for the amazing si ght which g r ee te d t h e m after a few minute's wait. In the fir s t p l ace there were a number of g l ass c ases with little platforms u po n which the p r ofessor was to mount, an<] in the se c o n d there was a crowd of p eo pl e w andering about staring .curious l y. The n s udd e nl y the trumpet bl e w a bl as t, an d wi t h Mr. Smithers at their h ea d, in strode good Heavens! Mark a nd D e w ey The plebe s could h ardly believ e thei r eyes; the y sta r e d a nd ga s pe d, a n d then gasped and sta r e d. The y rubbe d their eyes and pinche d the msel ves. And m eanwhile Professor Salvatori be2med c own on them beni-gnl y as he stepped ii ghtly up to the platform. "Durnatio n !" gasped T exas He's a-goin to m a k e a spe ech "Ble s s m y soul!" muttere d I nd i a n. "What an extraordina r y pro c eeding!" Me anwhile Mr. Smithers h ad stepped out upon the platfor m with his p r o fession a 1 st y l e "Ladies and gentle m e n I a ssure yo u that it gives m e th e great est of p leasme to present to y ou this aftern o on my d isti n guis hed fri e n ds, P rofesso r Salvatori (a bow ) a nd hi s able a n d w itty ass i s t a n t. (anothe r ) L ad i es and ge ntlemen P r o fe ssor S a l va t o r i is s o w ell known to yo u


ARMY AKO NAVY l465 all tha t I am sure it would be a presumption on my part to tell you of his history. The address which he delivered before his royal highness, the Duke of Bavaria, was published in the all leading scientific reviews of the day, and I am sure was appreciated b y yo u a ll. It was during his remarkable trip though the wilds of Central Africa that most of these extraordinary specimens were collected, notably that magnific ent painting of a Polar bear devouring a walrus which yon doubtless observed upon the outside of the tent. Ladies and gentlemen, I assure you you have a treat in sto re. Listen, all of you. Professor Salvatori." During this most original and startling introducti o n Professor Salvatori had been bowing right. and l e ft, a nd the four devils had been staring their eyes out. In tl1e midst o f it the fun-loving Texas seized the others and drew them to one side "Fellers," he whispered, "Mark's a-gain' to make a speech. He didn't tell us. Let's git square. "How?" "Let's g uy him! Durnation !" And in half a second more those four rascals had vowed to btist up that speech. Truly there was fun in store when once Professo r Salvatori got started, anCI the conspirators fairly danced a.Oout with impatience. Professo r Salvatori meanwhile had not been h esita tin g, but with a jaunty stride had stepped to the fore. He wa sn't the least bi t embarrassed. Why s hould a man who h ad l ectured before the Duke of Bavaria care for country bumpkins like these? H e wiped his brow with a graceful flourish a nd cle a r ed his throat pompously. "Ladie s and gentlemen," said he. That w as a fine starter and the pro f essor gazed at the crowd a s much to say "Could yo u have dune any better?" The devils chuckled. "After the most embarrassing eulogy which my old friend General Smithe rs has given me I a m sure I nee d say nothing more about m yself to yo u. It would be presumptions and therefore-ahe m !-I shall proceed immediately to the business in hand. Now then!' This g r acef ul introducti o n over the professor signaled his assistant in a superio:r way to lift the curtain of a glass case disclosing the "huge" boa constrictor some five feet long. "In the words of the poem ladies and gentlemen" said the professor. 'Oh here?s your anaconda boa con 'strictor Oft called anaconda for brevity. He's noted the world throughout For his age and great longevity. 'He can eat himself, crawl through himself. t And come out of himself with agility; He can tie himself up in a double bow-knot And undo himself with the greatest facility.' This masterpiece could not prevent a groan cf rlisgust from the crowd who were disappointed at the size. Texas saw a chance tu begin right there. '"Tain't so big as the picture!" he roared and the spectators murmured appr_ovingly. They thought the bold fellow was out for more fun and they meant to back him up. "That picture,'' returned Mark smiling "is the exact size the boa constrictor would have been if he hadn't died some fifty years ago a misfortune for which I cannot be to blame. At present he is stuffed--)) "The whole show's stuffed!" It was the Parson who said that. Mark stared at clerical and classical gentlemen until he saw that every one in the crowd was likewise taking in that lank bony form. And then he remarked dryly: "You'd look a sight better if you were stuffed, too.'' That brought down the house and Pro fessor Salvatori knew that he had won the crowd over. He beamed upon his chagrined friends benevolently and went 011. He narrated several marvelous tal e s of his adventnres with large snakes in Africa, the province of Farina land. And then D e wey was promptly reminded of one of his yarns, b'gee! which he told in his inimitable way and made everybody laugh.


146(; ARMY AND Then they moved on to the Sia mese twins. "He's deaci, too," obs e rved Mark. "He died in jail, po o r fellow. H e'd c ommitte d a crime one-half of him and it w as quite a problem how to kee p in jail without keeping the other on e in too. H e h a d committed a horrible crime--" "What was it?" cried India n inno cently. "Bigamy," said M ark c almly. "He' d been leading a double life." By this time thing s were prog ressing with delightful smoothness The cro wd was in a good humur laughing a t eve r y thing. When you once get p e opl e in a laughing mood they do that. Mr. er'General Smithers was b eaming s er e n e l y thinking of offering a permanent j o b to these two quick-witted unfortunates And in the meantime they w e r e s till talking. "And now we come to the India-rubber man," said Mark. "A little of this In d i a rubbe r man goes a v e r y lon g w a y and therefore I shall move on to this nex t curious and mos t interesting specimen, the man with the iron j a w. He i s ind ee d worthy of notice." Texas and his mischievous fri e nd s ve ntured yet one more effort then. "Where's the iron jaw?" the y shoute d all in a breath. "Where's the jaw!" echoe d Mark indignantly. "Why don't yo u u se yonr e y es and see? It's lying right the r e in his lap for y on to look at.'' The crowd roar e d with d e li ght a t tha t ; sure eno u g h the m a n h elci up a bit o f rusty iron in the shape of a huma n jaw. As f o r Tex a s he s t a r ted b ack a nd s t a r e d about him in b e wild e rm e nt. And the n s uddenl y came a m os t a ma z in g d evelopment. The s p e ctator s cou l d put but o n e con st ructi o n upon it ; the sa vage Texan w a s enrage d a t havin g bee n laug h e d at. With a muttered exclallla ti o n h e l ea p e d forw a rd, spra ng a t a bo un d t o the p latf ortn a n d rushing at Professor Salvatori dealt him a b l ow u pon t h e face! The r e was the wildest confusion in a mom e nt. The crowd hissed and shouted i n d i g n an tl y. Smithers rushed forward. The r est o f the Seven Devils gasped. As f o r Mark h e s tart ed back white as a sheet with anger. "Wh y Texas!" he cried in an amazed w h ispe r You chump!" m uttered Texas under his br ea th "Don t you understand? Fly f o r you r life! Ch ase me!" Mark g azed about him in bewilderm en t ; a n in s tant later he caught sight of s om ething that to l d him all. Just enterin g the doo r of the tent a lady leaning upo n hi s a rm was a b lu e uniformed figure a tac ti ca l officer Lieutenant Allen! And quick as a flas h Mark saw the ruse and with a cry of m ock rage made a savage le a p at Texas. T exas spra n g to the ground Mark at his h ee l s a nd carefull y looking away from the d i s t ant"tac. Texas plunged through the cro w d Mark foll ow ing at full tilt and shouting for Y e ngeance. Texas slid under the t ent wa ll Mark after him and then D e w ey a nd the other p l ebes in f u ll hue an d c ry A m inute more and they were fly in g across lots to the shelter of tl:e w ood! ; General Smithers all his patrons an d in f act a ll H ighl a n d Falls gazing at the ir flying fig u res i n amazement. "A lu na ti c asy lum broke loose, was the ul t im a t e verdict. The S ev en Devils once in the oods a nd a l o n e, sea t ed themselves on the g r o u nd a :Jd s t ared at each other and roare d with l a u ghter for an hour. The n they s lipped back to camp fully sati sfied with the fun they had experi e nc ed t h a t day [THE END. ] Li eutenan t Frederick Garrison's next n ove lette on cadet life at w-e s t Point will b e e n title d "A Midnight Visit; or, Mark Mallory's Escapade," Army and Navy No 32.


A DISASTROUS MISTAKE. A STORY OF THE HIMAL Y AS. B y H ORA TIO G COLE. ''CRACK!'' WENT THE ROPE ALMOST IN THE CENTER. mRE yon ready? Don't shut yonr eyes, boy; pines, said to be an infallible remedy for rheumatism. there's no dange. You're well tied in It was to get a supply of that oil my uncle had unand the ropes are new. Now, of!' you go! dertakeu the three days' march from his opium fields, One, two-hi I you niggers, pull! Pull, and, the bargain effected, we left the forest in some confound yon! Don't you see the Sahib's baste, hoping to reach our camp-pitC'hed some dis-ready to cross?" tance from the ravine we had just crossed-before The collies pulled. the rope tightened. sunfall. I slipped ot1' the friendly and the next mo''But we must take a short cut back, said my uncle; m ent was clnngling frolll the rope they ca lled a bridge, "I had no idea it was so late with a rushing, roaring, leaping, foaming torrent of "Of course, you know all the mountain paths here wate r in the ravine below m e, and the clear, sunny sky abouts?" I asked. ov erhead. "Well," be demurred, "not exactly all; but I've I sbut my eyes, but my imagination was lively. I been up for a supply of oil before to-day.'' knew that if the rope from which I dangled should But wo walked, and slid, and climbed, and, break, or the frail cradle in which I sat should slip, no my unc le's local knowledge, did not reach the ravine human aid could stHcor me; and at every jerk of the and the rope bridge until the day was about to shut in. roue and eve y forwarr! novement of tbe cradle I was "Where are the coolies?" prepared for the worst I f There, sure enough, was the rope bridge, dangling Howevel', I arrived safely o n the opposite c liff, and limply across the boiling chasm, but n ever a nigger was by the time tbat Guy, who sang tbrongb tbe journey, visihle-uever a human being, black, white or yellow. and my uncle, who was groaning over his rheumatism, "Where can the fellows have gone?" exclaimed my joined me I had r egaiued my co111posure. uncle. We left the coo lies by the rope biclge, my uncle "Back to camp?" I queried. "We are so late they tureatening d e arl pains and penalties if they l os t sight tbo!Jgbt we were-ataying in the forPst for tbe night. o f it b efore our return, and continued our tramp up "Tbey dared not, after my definite instructions. the Himala.vas to where, in the shade of tbe deepest Y o u heard my threats? They dare not openly disregard and oldest of pine-forests, lived a lonely old Pabari, the m, I repeat--" fa111ed fa r and wide for a n oil he extract ed from the My uncle was himself with anger.


1468 ARMY AND KA VY "But they are not here," I interruoted. "They're across the river, I guess,,. added my uncle. "A bear came a long and frigh teoed them, I' II shout!'' He shouted for five minutes, and his voice rang and ecboecl from mountain to mountain-and that was all. When the shouting ceased the rushing torrent roared along as before. "The night will be here soon," said Guy. "We'll have to catup where we are.'' .My uncle turned quite savage.Jy upon him. .'Look at the mists rising! Camp out in the wet like th1 s, without a cover-without even a sack to lie on? What about my rheumatism? ArA you longing to see me turned into a helpless cripple?" "Theu we must retrace our steps and get back into the forest," said Guy. "You may, if you don't value your life," spluttered my uncle. "The path, I suppose, wasn't difficult enougi.J to find in broad daylight? Oh, go and tumble over a precipice in toe darkness, if you like that sort of thing. I dou't suppose tbe bears will eat you with relish because you're dashed to fragments." Guy smiled, but I felt tbe hopelessness of our posi tion al111ost a much as my uncle. I examined the rope that stretcbecl from precipice to precipice, a distance of l ess than eighty feet. It was of tolerable thickness for a grass rope, and though it looked dirty and weather-beaten I knew that it was uew that very clay. Upon it bung the cradle, in which we hat! been pulled across, and upon the path was coiled the long rope by which the coolies bad pulled us. "Uncle," said Guy, I can c r oss !hat rope, hanging by bands and legs, monkey-fashion." "And w bat then?" "l can pull Bob across in the crade. Then Bob and I can pull you across. I'll go at ouce, before it gets darker." I glancel at the torrent, swollen with the snows that were meltiug high in the mountain passes, whirling aud boiling as it dashed over the half sunken rocks, shrieking aud defiAutly laughing as it tbrew the wet spray into our faces-and I thought of Guy's sugges tion !lnd shivered. "Guy," said my uncle, "you want to try what it takes a bo!J billntan to do. You mustn't think of it." "But I've crawl ed along a clothes lin e in the drying fields back of our school hundreds o f times and never fallen!" expostulated Guy. ".And tbis rope's exactly lil

A DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH; or, HOW RUFUS RODMAN WON SUCCESS. By ARTHUR LEE PUTNAM. CHAPTER I. INTRODUCES RUFE RODJ\IAN. your baggage, sir?" Our story opens In front of the Grand Central Depot ou Forty-Second street, and the speaker was a bright-faced boy of fifteen arrayed in a suit w llicb had seen its best 'days long since. The person addressed was a nervous elderly gentleman, who bad just emerge from tbe depot, carrying in his hand a valise of medium size. He eyed the hoy with a wondering look, as lle re plied: "Why should I want my b"ggage smashed? 1 can smash it myself if I want it done.'' "It ain't fit work for a gentleman like you." "Nor for anybody else, in my opinion. Is that your business?" cuutinued the eld.,rly gentleman. "Yes, sir, I'm a baggagP smasher-professionally." "It's a queer business, au my word. How do you make it pay?" "The gentleman as bas his baggage smashed pays me.'' "Why, I'd as soon PI\Y you for sitting on my bat." "l'JI do that cheap," said the boy, with a laugh. "But I guess you don't know what smashin' baggage is.'' "I thought I did. But perhaps I am mistaken." "It's just carrying it for you wherever you want to go." "Oh, that's it!" said the gentleman in a tone of relief. "That sounds better. lf you bad talked Et>glish I would hav" uudersood you sooner. Well, you can cany my valise if you want to.'' All right, sir. Where am I to carry it?'' "To tile Pal'l< Avenue Hotel, I tbiuk. That's a good hotel, i sn't it?' ''First c lass., "Is it far off?" "It is about ten blocks-half a mile. Will you take the car m IWllk?" "I will walk. I have been <'rampart up so long in the cnrs that it will re;t me to stretch my legs.'' "Very well, sir. We'll walk alongParkAvenue. The cars go through tbe tunnel.'' "Ne1v York has changed a good deal since I was here, nearly fifteen yems since." 'I don't remember how it l ooke d then. I \vas only a baby." "So r suppose. What is y eur na, "e?" "H.ufus Rodman. The !Joy ca ll me Rufe for short." "And you make a living lly srnashing baggage?" "Yes, ir, but I can't get steady work at that. Sometimes I sel l papers.'' ''And where do you live?" "Sonretinres I bunk at the Newsbnys' Lodging HouRe, hnt just at present I'm resicliu' with a frrend of mine on Sixteenth street, near Avenue A. We go"s shares, Micky and I. It cots us each fifty cents a week." "l suppose I shall have to pay more than that at the Park Avenue Hotel," said tbe traveler with a snrile. "l don't kn0w exactly what they charge, for I haven't boarded there lately. Micky and I prefer a private residence.'' "Woo's "Micky Flynn is his whole name. He is a paper merchant, and a boot and stroe artist." "ln other words a newsboy and bootbla-::k." "That's "hat some folks call him, but Micky is high-toned, for his great grandfather was King of Cork, so Micky says.'' "I am glad you keep such distinguished com).Jany. What building is that?" "That's the Prk Avenue Hotel." "My aestiuatiOn. You may give me the valise now. What do you expect for your services?" expenses of livin' is so great that 1 shall hav!) to charge you fifteen cents." "You are a character. Here's a quarter." "Thank you, sir. You're a gentleman, every inch of you." "Suppose I had only given you a nickel-what would you have said then?" That yon was very absent-minded," answered Rfus with a comical l ook. "'l'bat would be a charitable view to take. Goodby, Rufus, and good luck." "Thank you, sir. The same to you. I'll have a good supper to celebrate my birthday." "Is this yonr birthday?" "Yes, sir; I 11111 fifteen years old to-day." "Do you expect any birthday presents?" "No, sir; I b11ve had no birtllday presents since my motber died," the hoy answered soberly. ''When dirt your mother die?" asked the gentleman in a toue of sympathy. "When 1 was eleven years ola." "And you have taken care of yourself ever since?" "Yes sir '' "Hav'e e\er gone hungry?" "Yes, sir, lots of times: but I

Ai\D NAVY of Twenty-Third street, alongside of the Young Men's Christian A soociation buildillg, be met his room mate, Micky Flynn. Micky was a freckled faced boy, younget and a little shorter than Rufus, whose distinguishing characteristic was a bead of flamiug red hail. He bad half TdegnHtJS under his arlll, for which be was seeking purchasers. "Halla, Micky 1" sa1d Rufus. "What luck have you bad to-day?" "0, it's you, Rufe," said Micky, wheeling round. "Faith, it's mighty bad luck I',e bad to-day. I've only made twenty-three cents, and I'm stuck on six Telegrams. l never see them go so poor." "Here, give me half, and I'll go across the street, What's the news?" "I don't see noue, except there was a dog run over on the E ri e road. That aill't of llO account.'' "Give me another paper. I'll sell 'em on ttat. The fact is,-lllicky, you ain't enterp1 isin'." Rufus went across the way, and began to cry : "Great railroad acr.ident. Terrific loss of life!" Now this was ratuer a questionable proceeding on Rnfe Rodnan's part, and we do not mean to or e,en excuse it. 8Lill, sone allo" ance may "ell lJe made for a motherless boy, whose edncatiou had bten pil'ked up in the streets of the g reat city. Do not judge Rufe too severely, reader; he bad a good heart, though he may have acted thoughtlessly at titnes. The bait took. The papers sold ofr iu ten minutes. The last purchaser was a stout, choleric-looking mall, who at once opened ti.Je paper and uegall to look for the details of tlle accident, but ill vaill. "1 say, uoy" be cried. "1 doll t see anything about the accident." Rufus the paper, and pointeited." "I'm with you," sairl ){icky, enthusiastically. "I haven't eaten anythiug since morllin'." CHAPTER II. A BIRTHDAY DINNER. Rufus and his roommate were not, iu general, fas tinious as to the restaurant which they patronized. When they were in the lower part of the city they frequented restaurants where they could (let a square meal, iucluding t"a m coffee, a )Jlate of meat and a piece of pie, wttb a fair supply of bread and butter, for fifteen Those who patronize Delmonico' s or the Brunswick may be surpriseci that so small a sum should purchase so large a supply of food; but it i s fortunate for of very limited means that such restaurants exist. It must lJe admitted that both Rufus a lld lllJ cky looked healthy anrt well t e d With them quantity was more important than quality. But Rufus bad uo intentio n o f patronizi g his u sual on his birtlulay. 'fbe r e was a m ore pre t e tJtlous alld higher priced diuing-saloo n n o t f a r fro m Grand street, upou "biCh h e fixed his cboice IV IJe n he alluaunced !Jis d e cision to Micky, the latter was al-most incredulous. "You aill't goiu' to play no game Oll the r es t au rallt?" he said inquiirngly. "Of course I ain't. What do y o u t a k e m e f or?" ''Have you g o t m o n e y e n ough to pay fo r two n1eals?'' "Look that!" said Rufus di splaying a silve r do ll a r "Where'd you g e t it? "A geutleaJall up at the Grar:d Ce n tral D epo t gavE! 1t to me for a bn tbday supp .. r. H e told m e to invi t e you.'' 'How did he kuo w m e''' aske d Micky, g rateful h u t also surpns 6d. "I told him >1bout y o u. H e said h e was g l>lfl I kept such go o d c ompany. 'Invite your frie ud, Mr. F lynn to dine with y ou,' says be." "Did he really say that?" asl;e d Mi cky, a flu s h of pride ntantlig his th ee k "To be sure 1 jus t wi s h I h a d a birt hday every week.'' "So do I, Rufe It was a considerable wall; fo r the bo v s to the res tamant wb e J e they pro p o s e d t o regal e them se!Yes, hut they did not f ee l the f atigue "ith s u c h a p rospect before them. 'Conte in, Mi c k y sai d Rufus, w he n t hey reached the p ortals of the aris tocratiC' cut e. "i\layLe the y w o n't let u s in." ''Don't y o u uo afraid Foll ow me!'' With au air o f impo rtau ce, and t h e comfortabl e feel ing indu<'erl IJy his unus u a l wealth, R ufus Jpd t h e "ay, and seate d hilnse lf at 11 s m a ll side tab le, n1otioniug Micky to sit o p p osite A waiter approac h e u and e y e d the boys doubtfully. "Gi:e me s a lll e roast turkey, a lld '"Y frie n d son1e roast beef, with c ofl'ee f o r b oth." "I suppose you've g o t mone y enough t o pay the bill!" "Dou 't you worry about that, young mau-1 m solid, I am.'' "All right 1 You can have all you cau pay for." ''Do n t miud our cloe's W e're E yetaliau uoulenen in disgni8 e "You're pretty w ell

.ARMY AND NAVY 1471 "I se e ; what of it?" said Micky. "Don't you know that young feller?" No Do you?" Rufus lowered his voice to a half whisper. "He's a confidence man," be answered. "He's try in' to rope otbe r feller in." "How do you know?" "I've s ee n him at his game before. Let's listen, but don't let him know we are d oiu' it." "My frienri," s aid tbe young man, glibly, "I've taken a fancy to y ou. You look like a Hmart, enterprising man, with hi s heart in the right Mu c h oblige d I m sure, r eturued the other, with a smirk o f c omplacency. "I ain't a bit vain, but the f olks up our way have a p ooty good opinion of me." "Of course the y have I d on't 11ee d anybody to t ell m e. Y o u ought to b e iu the legislature-perhaps you a r e.'' W e ll I haven't b ee n yet, but some of my friends think of rnnnin' m e for it n ext y ear." 1 h o p e t h e y will. You'r" g o t a large amount of p ractica l good s e n s e. I rlou 't; think it would be easy to take you iu." I d o n t know. I've h e arrt the r e are some dreadful smart rascal s in New Y ork." "So the r e a r e lJllt t he y are too smart to make up to a m a n like you The y can s e e that y o u are not to be taken in.'' [ g ueRs you're right," said the countryman, bis face g l owing with pleasm e f o r lie r elisbed flattery, as w ho d oes not? "You rlirl right in co minl'( to C'le w York, though. T here a r e chan ces of Jlla l < iu g n wney here that you can't find in the couutry Why l a>t w eek I nmde five hundre d ant] s e v enty -five d ollar in a speculation, thou g h I do u 't pre t e url t o be smart." "Yon did ? e jaculate d the countryman eagerly. "Certainl y." "Are the r e m a n y suc h chance s? IYas the noxious i n quiry ''Yes, for t h ose w h o are smart enough to a vail them se l ves o f t b e m.'' "I'd like to m a k e five hundred and seventy-five dw clays." "I'd like to t a lk this matte r over with you. lf you '11 give me a c h a n ce t o m a k e tha t mouey, I won'G mind g i v in you-five dolla rs?" A s nlil e flitted over the y oung man's face, but his cmw t r y frieud did n o t see it. I won't charge y o u auything," he said, "I'll do it o u t o f frie nd ship. W e'll adjoum to your hotel and talk t h e matte r o v er." Th e tw? m e n r ose aurl til e y oung man paid the bill. "Com e q ui c k !"whispered Rufus. "I'm goin' to f o ll e r the m fallers.'' CHAPTER III. AN ARTFU L SCHEME. "WI:j e r e a r e y o u stay ing?" a sked the young man as h e a nd his ne1v a c qu aintanc" emerged from the rant. "At tile N orfolk H o t el." A very goo d place I'll go round there with you and t e ll yon about my plan for making money." All right, sa id the old man. 'Tha t ll suit me." Th ey the s t r ee t and A shon walk brought tlw m t o the h o t e l already meutioued. :: W e can sit iu the r ead in' room,'' said the old man. Bette r go up t o your own room where we can be qui et. I don t w ant any one to what [ am going to sa y t o yo u. I g iv e y o n a chance because I ha\'e tai

1472 ARMY .AND NAVY "Of course. You noticed ti.Jat I paid for our dinuer at the restaurant witi.J a two-dollar bill ? "Yes." "It was just like this." "J3ut isn t it 'gm ti.Je law?" "Ah, my ft t he hotel l a ughing i n his sleeve at the c redul ity of hi s aged dupe. Joshua Beckwith re maine d b ehind, ind ul ging in ecstatic d reams of prosp A rity. H e d ec ided t o buy his w ife a new silk dress, and himself a n e w ove rcoat o u t of the large sum of money b G exp ec t ed to make.


AR)fY AND NA YY 1473 CHAPTER IV. RUFE AS A DETECTIVE. When Leona1cl Wilton, as h e chose t o call himself, left tue hotel alld shJ\v l y saunter ed up the Bowery, lie did not observto two boys, who, while appearing to be looking into a shop winclow, were r ea lly him. llldeed be w ou l d have regarded a couple of street hays as UllWOI tlly llis attentio n. Wllen h e was a block o r two away. Rufus said to hi s compallioll "Did you uotice how he smiled\ 1\licky? I'm afraid he's got some of tbe olcl fellows n;olley already.'' "Wllat are you going to do ab

i THE TREASURE OF ISORA; 0 The Giant Islanders of Tiburon. By BROOKS McCORMICK, Aotho of" How Ho woo," Et<., Et<. ; 9.00 (Copyrigllted, American Publishers' Corporation). ("'.rilE O.I!' lSOHA" was cmu111enretaiued or all newsdealers, CHAPTER VI. A TREACHEROUS FRIEND. lti!iiiifiaEN the schooner bas sailed withont me!" exclai111ecl Livy Woo>tet, as soon as ile could get a cllauce to speak, for Captaiu Ridgefield and Landy had done all the talking after the astouuding diseovery that Captain Well pool had sailed in the Vulture, 'Why didn't yon go 011 board of her in-stead of waiting for Dunk?" asked Landy. "I was afraid to go ott board 1rithout him," replied Livy. "Did Captain Well pool know that his sen was to rob mv house ami set it on fire?" inquited Captain Ridgefiild, sternly. '' 1 clon 't !mow whether he dill or not; Dunky did not tell llle ahout tilal." "Did he tell you what was in the tin trunk be wanted to get?" "Ho didn't say a word about any tin trunk, nor what be wanted to get in your bouse," protestey, though I am sure I can beat the Vulture on the trip by at least a week." They continued to talk about the voyage and the is land till breakfast tim11, when Lil'y appeared agaiu; and he looked as though be bad made good use of his time. "The boat was gone from the place where we left it said the culprit, without waiting for any ques"Then I went to Captain Wellpool's house, and another family moved into it yesterday.'' "Who is the family?" asked the captain. "The man's name is Burnon, and be moved over from Dennis, and his son said be bad a three years' lease of the house. The captain and his wife slept there


ARMY AND NAVY 1475 last uigbt, and went on board of the schooner early this tnoruiug.'' "Where rlid Dunk sleep last night, if be slept any where?' "He turned in with me on hoarrl of the Vulture; aud we took the j olly-boat to go up to the place where we landed. 'l'hen 1 went dowu t o the wharf, anrl a man told me the schooner harl sailed for New York, and that the captain was going to live there; but I knew he was uot going there.'' 'fhis information was all discounted in advance by the captaiu, though be bad wondered what his former friend harl done with his bouse. It ouly remaiued to race tbe Vulture to !sora. CHAPTER VII. A J.l,ACE OF GIGANTIC SAVAGES, It was a full week before Captain Ridgefield was ready to sail for the distant island which had been the subject of his dreams for so many years, though be made all possible haste to expedite his departure. He had to provisiou the Albatross for two years, for he was not williug to incur any risk, as all his family were to go with him, consisting of his wife, daughter and so11. Nearly a year before be had purchased four twelve pounrl brass cannous, with an abundant supply of ammunition fo1 thAlli which bad been stored in a building he owned near the wharf. He bad brought these from New York, though he kept his owu secret in rege.rd to them. But be was obliged to make a hasty trip to Boston to procure many n eeded articles, and the whole family weut in the schooner, for Mrs. Ridgefield and her daughte r had to supply themselves with suitable clothing for au ahse11ce of several years. The captain sold his bouse at a considerable sacrifire, for be had some doubt whether he should ever return to his 11ative land agai11, or at least to the town in which most of his life bad been spent. Li vy Wooster staid in Channel port, for the captain ,..-as not disposect to prosecute him in the absence of his principal, and he made the trip to Boston, as the cap tain was short hau<.led. He did bis rluty so well that the captain decided ib the eud to ship him as one of his rrew, tbongh he bad alreacly engaged a lot of his old banns, including the mate who had sailed with him for years, for the voy-age. Everything that could possibly he requirAd for the voyage >llld the roloniziug of the island barl been provided, anrl the ship's !'ompanv appeared as soon as tbe Albatross retnrner l fro m i.Jer trip. Captain Ridgefield did not find it necessary to conceal purpose in making tbis voyage from his nen, though he prnrlently kept many of the details to himself, or at least withiu the knowledge of his own fan lily. His first duty ou his return was to put the brass guns aud the amnmnitiou on hoan! of the schooner; and to avoid auy unnecessary talk among the pe,oole of the town, h e did this work on the night before depar Besaw t!Jat 11e might be accuserl of engaging in a filibustering expedition, ann that the go,-ernment might subject bin1 to some anuoying delay: but he put the warlike articles wh ere be could mount them whenever they should be neederl. Nearly the whole population of Channel port gathered on tue shore at the hour appointed fnr tue sailing of the vessel, for the captain and his family were very popular in the town; anrl as the schooner cast off her fasts, and tl1e jib was hoisted, several rounds of cheers on the part o f the males, und a cloud of waving handkerchiPfs on the part of the wolllen, manifested the good will of the assemblnge. The breeze was tolerubly fresh, and the Albatross went off o n her long voyage as though she fully comprehended what was expecterl of her. She had recently been put in perfect repair for this cruise. Captain Ridgefield took tbe wheel himself to pilot the vessel out of the channe l into the broad ocean, and Landy picked up a newspaper he bad just obtained from tbe post office. Tbe young man as a diligent student of the newspapers, and in spite of the exci!eme11t of leaving his native shores, foever, lie seated himself near his father to ascertain the news of the day. "What is this, father?" suddenly demanded tbe reader, be rose from his seat on the taffrail, with his gaze fixed inte11tly on ti.Je paper. "I don't lmow what it is," replierl the captain, laughing. "As yon have tbe you ought to l1e able to tell what it is better than I can." "W i.Jere are the Tiburon !.lands, father?" asked Landy, lowering the paper and loolnng at the captain, "'1 i huron Island, for I don't think there is more than one of that name, is in ti.Je Gulf of Culifomia, and you will be likely to see it in tbe coms., of three or four months, Hall goes well with us. What about this isl and?" "This paper says there is a race of Indians there t!Jat are about six feet aud a bulf tall," replied Landy. "Tbnt isn't stretching it very mncb, for I have seen some of them. What does it say about then1?" re plie d the captain. "They are called the Saris Indians, and it says they will nverage over six feet high. They Jive e ren derert practically of no value.'' Captain H.i

1 ARMY NAVY ''But no poisoned arrows, though I have something that will keep them at a respectable distance from us.,, "What have you got, I should like to know, that will tlo tbat?" ''I told you about the four brass twelve-pounders and the powder, shot aud shell I bought in New Yol'lc Tile giants will learn at once not to come too near tbem. You will be as safe as you were in Channel port.'' Mrs. Ridgefield seemed to be satisfied with whatever her husband said, and the captain asked his sou to fin ish reading the article in the paper. CH .\PTER VIII. THE ALBATROS ENTERS PERLA BAY. '' Tbes'l terrible sa vuges resemble Malayans,'' continued Landy. "But they are not Malayan, or anything like them," added the captaiu. "I am afraid some newspaper bas a reporter out on Tiburon, who finds it necessary to do something to mal>e himself valuable to his journal." "Few civilized people have dared to visit thexr isl anrl," Landy went 011. "Probably that is so, for the average civilized man doesu 't care about meeting such scala wags ao these savages are. ' "They have crossed over to the main land, and robbed and murdered a great many peaceable people,'' Landy read from the paper. "Tbat is bad; but they would not have done it if I had been within gun shot of tl!e island of Isora,'' the captain commented. "I don't like tbe idea of their poisoned arrows," said 1\lrs. Ridgefield, uneasily. ''How many miles do you they can shoot thiJse poisoned arrows, Susan?" asl;ed her husband. "I don't believe they can senl them even one mile, or half a mile or a quarter of a mile.'' "Or even three hundred feet, while my brass guns are good for a mile. I promise as faithfully as a n1au can, that 1 will not let one of these bloorl-thirsty monsters come within a mile of you. I W!IS in the army duri11g the war, and I know how to haudle a gun, for I was in a battery, nne! came out a captain; though I went in as a pdvate." ''Mr. Pitburn was iu the same battery,'' Landy put in, referring to tbe mate of the schooner. "So was Bockus Poole; and that three of us that k11ow how to handle a field-piece; a11d the rest of the cre'v can soon learn from us.'' ''But there are three hundred of the savages," said the lady. "The more the merrier, for we could take care of as many of them as can stand up this side of sundown." Captain Ridgefield succeeded in producing in the miuds of those who heard him some of his own contempt for the savages described in the article, which doubtless appeared in most of the papers all over the country. Before noon the schooner was out of sight of laud, and the captain had given up the helm to the second mate, Bockus Poole, and the business of dividing the crew into two watches was in progress. Before night evex:ytbing on board was working smoothly, and even the captain's wife and daughter were happy in the prospect before them, in spite of the terrible giants of the island of Tiburon. However interesting tbe long voyage of nearly four months was to the family of Captain Ridgefield, the limits of this story "ill not admit of any of it, for nothing less than a volume could do justice to it. The family circle remained unbroken, anrl they had ample room for housekeeping in the large cabin of the schooner, for when the captain built the vessel be bact au eye to the comfort of his wife au.i c!Jildren, who had occasionally marla a voyage with him aud were almost as much at home on the ocean as in the bouse at Cbanuelport. They bad left uo one behind, as is generally the case with "oyagers on the sea, and they were abundantly provided with books, so that none of their time was wasted, and none of it wos tiresome except when thA Albatroos was becalmed, tl10ugh she had only a very few days of this dull quiet in the tropics. :Miss Milly, who was only thirteen years old, attended to her usual school studies under the instruction of her mother, who had formerly beeu a teacher in Portlaud, and all of them studied Spanish for a couple of hours every clay, the captain having a fair knowledge of the language, acquired under a professor and by practice in tile West Iudies. The officers and sean1en of tlle vessel llad been carefully selected by Captain R:idgefielcl, for the)( were to associate 1110re or less with bis family, not only on board of tlle schooner, but after they reached their new home on the island of I sora. When the Albatross came in sigbt of Cape Palmo, the inner cape of the peninsula of California, it was difficult for members of the family to realize that they had been at sea nearly four months, for tbey had lived just about as they did at home, though of course they were deprived of many of their accustomed luxuries. Tbe Vulture bad not been seen or beard of during the long voyage, though the captain bad made dil i geut inquiry for her at every port he visi.ted to pro cure water and fresh provisions. But the ochooner bad over four hundred miles more to make before she reached her destination; but she had favoring winds, and in a couple of days more Cap tain Hidgefield pointed out tbe large island of Tiburon to all on bomrl. It was over thirty miles long, and it looked too beautiful to be the home of such 111iscreants as the newspaper described; but none of them were seen as the vessc;l snileesse) into it. "TharP is a schooner in the bay!" shouted Landy, who kept bis place at the heel of the bowsprit. "What <1oes she look like?" called Captain Ridgefield. "Does slle show any colors?" ''No colors iu sight; but she looks like an American vessel. She is a se!Joouer, about as big as the Albatross.', The captain bad been confident that be should reach !sora before the Vulture, and he was not willing to admit that the schooner wns Captaiu Wellpool's vessel, even to himself, though the description fitted her. At tbe right time the captain tacked ship, and stood directly toward the entrance to Perla Bay, as the Mexicans called it, and in a few minutes more be could see tbe schooner which LniHly had described to him. "There is a big row in there!" sbouted Landy, who had gone a little way up the fore rigging to obtain a better view of the bay. "There are three or four boats, full of big Indians, making for the schooner!" "That vessel is the Vulture, aurl Wellpool has a good chance to he wiped all his family," said Cap tain Riclgefield. It looked as though an attark had beeu made. [TO BE CONTINUED.)


The A STORY OP NQRTH,WEST CANADA BY WM.MUJUtAY CRAYDOM Jl A nthm of "A Legacy of Pel"il," "In Fmbidden Nepaul," etc. (" Trm CRYPTOGRAM" was connnencetl in No. 27. Back unrul>ers can lle olltaiuetl or alluewsc\ealers.) XII. A WARNING IN WOODCRAFT. AT night we pitched our camp on a woooed islaud in a small lake, erectiug, as was the usual custom, a couple of leau-tos of bark and fir boughs. Gum midge owned the traveliug outfit and the factor of Fort York bad provirled Baptiste aud myself with what we needed iu the way of weapons and allllliUDitiofi. We were all well armed, for none jour neyed otherwise through the wilderness in those clays. But at this tit11e1 and from tbe part of the country 1ve bad to traverse, it seemed a most unlikely thing that we would run into any peril. Howeve1, neither Gum mid"'e nor I were disposed to relax the ord111ary precautions, and when we retired we set one of the voyageurs to watch. This man-Moralle by name-wakened me about two o'clock in the morning by sbakiug my arm geutly, aud in a whiper begged me to come o.utside. I f_ol lowed him from the lean-to across the 1slaud, whJCh was no more than a dozen yards in diameter. The night was very dark, anrl it was impossible to make out the shore, thoug_ll it was less than a quarter of a mile away. A deep srlence broodocl on land and water. "What do you want with me?" I asked, aharply. "Pardon, sir," replied Moralle, "but a little while ago as I stood here, I heard a low splash. I crou<"hed to watch the better, and out yonder on the Jake I saw the head anrlarms of a swimmer. Tl!en a pel,hle crunched under my m'O<'casins, anrl the man turned and made off as quietly as he came. 1 "You have keen eyes," said I. "Look, the is black! A fish made a splash, and you imagined the rest., "I saw the swimn1er, sir," he persisted, doggedly. "You saw a moose or a caribou," I suggested. "Would a moose approach tile island," be asker!, "with the scent of our camp-fire blowing to his nostrils?" This was trne, and I could not deny it. "Then you woulrt have me believe," said I, "that some enemy swam out-!rom the mainlanrl to spy upon us?" "It was a man," the voyageur answered, "and he was swimming this way. 1 "I will finish your watch, Moralle," said I. "Give me your musket, and go to bed. Be careful not to waken the others.'' He shuffled off with0ut a word, and I was left to my lonely vigil. I had detected a smell of liquor in Moralle's breath, and I was disposed to belieYe that his story had no more foundation thfln the splashing. of a fisb. At all events, while I paced the strip of beach for two hours, I saw or heard nothing alanuing. There was now a glimmer of dawn in the east, so I wakened Baptiste, bidding him witbont e1

1478 ,ARMY AND NAVY 'We must be careful," said Gumuliclge. "TI.Jis is a fine nEighborhood for an ambuscade." 1 glanced at Flora, alld by het aud frightenerl face I saw she was thinking of the san1e thing that "as in n1y own 1nind. "Do yon suppose he is near us, Denzil?" she asle afraid. There IS 110 danger, and the ri l'e> is 110t far olf.'' But n1y assuring words were fl"lll the lips ouly. At h eart I felt that l\Iaekeuzie was juot Lue sort .,f man to have followecl liS to the North-a thiug be eould eaAily have doue I.Jy land in this time. UuJJlnlidge took as sel"io ns a view of the n>atter, though for difl'ere11t J "ea sons, u11cl be appro1ed the precautions 1 suggested. So whAll we started off again, our onler of march 1vas re1ersee>l ca1ne next, and then the canoe; we had put the luggage into it, and the voyageurs did n o t !(l"Ulllhle at the extra load. Less than a n>ile ren>ained to he co,ered, ancl I was alert for attack with e1e 1 y fnot of the way. But no Indian yells or 111Usket-shots broke tlle stillness ,f the forest, auu 1 was heartily glad wheu we emerged on the unnk of tbe Churcuill. Ouly twenty Jniles rlown stream to Fort Royall No rmther thoughts of danger t1 oublerl ns. Swiftly we en1barked, and swung out on the rushing blue ticle. After the first five miles the scene changed a little. The river narrowed, and grew moJe swift. 1'lw hills recele1l right au s e left shore, a111l just then a musket shrilly fran forest on that s itl e Gardapie, who was illl>lleflintely iJ1 front of me, clnpped Ids padctle, and J eap<'tl Lo llis feet. He clntclwd at his l>lcelid ofT the gunwale. CHAPTER XIII. THE Alol!lUSCADE. The attack was so snddHluulooked for, aml took us at such a clisadvautage, tlJUt it"""" a 111erey the half of ns were not killed lJy tile enemy's fir>t straggliBg volley. For on t!Je instant that Garda pie fell dead into river two more shots nwg ant, and then a thnd and a fourth. A !Juliet whistled hy my ear, aud anothe flew so (lose to Baptiste t at. h e dropve.t his paclclle and threw hiruself fiat, uttering a shrill '' :"'on1 de Dien!" 'l'be women screamecl, allS!'' The canoe was luckily of a good depth, and we all crouched low auct lluggecl tile uotton>. The firilrg ha1l ceased as abruptly as it opener!. Not a shot or a yell dist11ri.Jed the quiet of the woods ou either hand, and but for poor Garda pie's va<'ant place, and tl1e Rj,losh of blood where be had been kneeli11g, I >night I.Ja'"e thought that the '"hole thi11g was a bicteous dream. We drifted 011 with the <'UtTeut for a mon1eut, while tbe l"Oar of the ralls swelleol lander. Our loacled muskets were in ou grasp, hnt we dared n.:>t expose our heals nl>ove the gun wales. 1 lookecl back toward the steru, and saw Moralle ty ing a bandage on Lavinge'R wonncleeAn won over by the people, aucl llos tilities have already beguu" On that point I did unt agree with him, hut I was unwilling to speak what was iu my tuinrl while Flnra was listening. We were l1etweeu twn perils, ar.d 1 called o u t to :Murnlle for his opinion. "[f the redskins are in any fol'ce it will be impossible to land and ll>alf ruuning tbem safely?" ''I have takel1 a CaJlOe through t1Jen1 twice,'' replied Jl!oralle, a11Ll 1 could aUll dred feet, 11!111 here stretched tl1e line of half-sunken rocks that marl.ed the beginniJ>g ot the falls. In h e very conter was a break several yards wide, auc l straight for tllis the ca11oe was now rlriv111g. There oas no >ign of the onen1y, it was tlifllc-ult to realize that ;uch a <)eaolly peril awaited us. Hang went a Jllusl;et, and a puff of hlnish sn1o);P curled from tbe forest UJI tbe left. Tne ball passed over i\loralle's heud: he ceased puddling and drOJ'ped under cover. Baptiste did the sarue, uut I kept 111y head np, looking for a chance to return the shot. lily attention had just beell attractecl uy a ln OVelllellt l et\\ eeu the trees, when Guu11nidge cried, hoarsely: ''Krep down, i\liss lhllherton! That was a marl thing to y her nppearunce. H!1e looked at me with frightened eyes and parted lips, witl> a fnce the hue or asheR. ''8a,e rne!" sl1e gaspe{l. "I saw hint! I snw llin1 !" "Suw wllo?" l Cl'it)d. 'Cuthbert )Ja("keJJzie! I am sure it was he, DeJzil!" A nc.l she pointccl to tiJe right. I lonl

AN.D-r. A VY 1479 "Keep IGJw !" sbouter1 M.0uallE> attd Lavinge iu one .ly IJIain grew suddenly c lear, but f did not heed tile friendly a.dvice. Three shot!< bad missed me, and I kuew that the canoe \vas jetking about too much "'ith cuneut to admit of a sure aim on tue part of the "Puaug slide of angry waters. To right and left, wilere tile eef tonciled the forest, stood tltree or four painted redskins, wi muskets to tbeil shculders. A liCl some dt>!tauce Lelow the falls, where the 'ater broadened and I rna(le out the featber-decked heads of more Iuclians. This was a dread aud sigmficant discoYery. ancl 1 insta.utly percehed tl.te trap tbat had lteen laid for us. "Keep uucler co,er !" I shouted at the top of my voiC'e. 'Be early to fight wl:eu we pass tl.te rapids! The ocl Ol' to tile waitittg sa,ages. And FloraL \'\!bat. "'as her fa.te? '1'he dreacl that she had perisherl sickened n>y heart. L shook tlHl wateY fro"" n1v dripping hait aurl eyes, and about 111e. There was Little of cheer or hope iu what 1 saw. I was stnek midway in the fulls, with my ace down stl'eam. Many yards below, wbere tbe foalllfng S UI!e or ll'ater T)loadenef into chopf>Y W>ll"eS and swirfiug shallows, Baptistil was spla bing flip deep f o r shore. 'rbree redskins '"ete dasl.tiug after him witl\ dtawn tomabawks, and I g,uve the poor fellow up for lo st. Uoralle bad been carried tbrough the cordon of saYRges, amf llal reacl\ed tbe furtfter ba:nk. Tlt.ere, on tf1e edge of tFte forest, he liS locked Ifntll to Iimb witl.t a stalwart warrior. The two were d01vn, rulling amfd tbe grass and gnvel, ancl three Indian 1-vere watching for a chance to shoot the voyageur without iujuring tuei r eon1racle. Off to my l'igbt, iu a deep, \\'!Jil'ling eddy formed by a big bouldet. Gll1:1midge was struggling nard to save h!III Selr aud Ins Wife; he hnd the liSe of hut oue ann, for tbe otlier was fastened amund tbe little wotnan1s waist. A sl.wrt distance beyond them, Ladgne, in spite of ltfs woundecl shoulder, wn cling ing iu the hnshy Ifrnh nt a tree overhung aud tlippe1f to tue surface of the stream. .All this I ob,er>ed at a s,-eeping giance-scarceTv a momeut could ua"e elapsed since tl\e upsettit1g of tile canoe -uml iu vain I sought fn.rther for trace ,,r Flora. That m y corupanions ""ere in peril ot their Jives, that death !ty tlrowniug or the totnaha,Yk mnst be rny own fate-these tllin{l:> seemed of in1portance to me at the titne. The canoe I readily enongb. It was wedged ltroarlside to the stream no mote thau fonr yards u!Jove nte, meaklllg and ilPnding witl1 the tierce cuneut, its bow and stPrn jammed agalnst half-snbmerjred pinnacles of rock. "Flora-Flora I' 1 sl'tooted, loud and hoarsely. Above the thuucler of wate1-s, a borethe yelling of the bloocltltirsty sa,ages, I fancied I l.tea rcf an answeri1Jg cry. I C'allecl hor nan1e Just then I t\\O white hands grippi11g the gnu wale of the cauoe, and Ladgt!e, who "as still cling ing to the tree, nodded hi head in that direction. aur! shonteud IPt:ly calmer an.J moTe sl.tallow, and a few feet ltelo tile, nn a reer tbat jutred out into the \\'ater, r saw an Indian statuliug. Tile shone on his feathered scafp-locl<, ou his and fringed leggings, on h i s hideousTy-11ainCeci face With a whoop of triumph he levelled !.tis musket and pointed it straight at nty head. I hear d tfte cfick of the hammer as it w a s dTawn ba

1480 ARMY AND NAVY the purhim be A wild at my bead and as I stared at him, and noted pie scars on his breast, I suddenly recognized neath the war-paint that 1vriukled his face. hope flashed to my mind. ''Grey Moose I'' I cried, hoarsely. ''Is this your gratitude? Don't you know me?" The merciless aspect of the sa1age's countenance softened. With a guttural grunt be leaped forward and gazed at me bard. Then be lowered his musket and saidh qnicldy: "Pant erfoot I" '' Ay, Pantberroot, '' I replied. ''Do I deserve death at your bands?" "The white mau is my brother," said the Indian. "I knew not that he would be here, else I would have refused to take the war-path. I have listened to words of evil.'' "And you will save us all?" I cried. For answer, Grey Moose turued to his 'Jraves, who were whooping like fiends and firing an occasional shot, and shouted a few words to them in the native tongue. In a moment more-almost before I could real ize my good fortune-every Indian had melted away into the forest. I beard Mackenzie cry out with baffled 1age and furiously curse his recreant allies. Then a silence fell, broken only by the dull roar of the falls. I waded to the shore, and placed Flora's trembling and half-uncouscious form against a tree. Baptiste quickly joined me; he had escaped from his pursuers, and bad seen the whole affair from his biding-place in' the thick timber. Gummidge aurl hiR wife were clinging to the boulders in mid-stream, and with some diffi culty they ns. But Lavigne had disappeared, and poor Moralle lay motionless on the opposite bank, apparently dead. Cuthbert Mackenzie's villainy had cost us dear. CHAPTER XV. FORT ROYAL. At first, hurldlerl there together on the rocky spit of land, we sta1ed at one auother in dazed silence. It had been so sudden a. transformation that we could not comprehend it all at once. A moment before, while the horrid chorus of war-whoops rang in our ears we had each of us been marked ant for death by tomahawk or bullet. Now our red enemies had vanished as swiftly and noiselessly a.s the deer; there was no sound but the droning chant of the rapids, and the singing of the birrts in the forest trees. But five of us were left; we had beeo eight ti.Jat morning. As I thought of the three brave fellows we had lost, I made a vow that sooner or later I would avenge them. Then I knelt beside Flora, and by com forting words sought to banish the look of frozen horror from her lovely face. Mrs. Gummidge bad fainted, aud her husband was dashing water on her temples. Baptiste was wringing hi& dripping clothes and be moaning the loss of his prized musket. We were all dreuched to the skin, and it behoved us to mend our sad pligi.Jt as quickly as possible. ''Our lives are safe, G111nmidge, ''I said, ''and that is somet!Jing to be thankful for. We nust have a fire to dry our clothes, aud then we will be off on foot for the fort. The canoe is at the bottom, and crusher! beyond repair." ''But why did those red varmints pare us?'' Gum midge cried, hoarsely. "They melted away like chaff. What does it mean, Carew?" ''The leader of the Indiaus was Grey Moose,'' I re plied. "I saved him from a grizzly last wmter, and this was his way of paying the debt. The moment be me he called off his braves.'' "'1 ben they were not on the warpa tb against the company? '!'here was a white man with them." "I know that," I answered, "and it was he who hired the savages.'' I briefly explained my view of ti.Je situation to Gummidge, who was awa1e of all that bad happened in Quebec. "It is a clear case," I concluded, "and the motive was revenge and tbe capture of Miss Hatherton. MaC' kenzie chose this spot so that be coulrl drive ns over the falls. No doubt be intended to kill all of us but the girl.'' By this time Mrs. Gummidge was sitting up, and the color was returning to her cheeks. Baptist" set to work with flint and steel to light a fire, and mean while Gummidge and I waded through the shallows to the opposite side of the stream. To our surprise, we found Mon:llle lying uncouscious, hut breathing. He had two ugly tomallawk wounds on ti.Je head aull shoulder, but I judged that be bad a fighting ci.Janc., for life. Gardapie had gone to the bottom above the falls, and doubtless Lavigne's body had been sucked into one of tbe deep boles below, for we could find no tra('e of it. We called over, and be helped to carry poor Moralle back. We put him down by the fire, which was blazing cheerily, and Gummidge started to dress tlis wounds. Flora was standing alongside the flames. She was shivering with colu, and her face looked blue aud pinched. I 111ade her swallow SOllie brandy-! had a flask in my pocket-aucl the fiery liquor warmed her at once. "Denzil, was Cuthbert Mackenzie with the Indians?" she asked. -"Yes "I admitted. "We have not seen tbe last of him!" she cried. "He will come back.'' "I only wish he would," I replied. "But don't be alarmed. You are quite safe. We shall soon be at the fort." "The fort!" she murmured. "Then we are near it?" "Very near," said I. "It will be a couple of hours' tramp, and then--'' I was interrupted by a shout from Gummidge and Baptiste. Hearty cheers answered them, and wllen I looked around I sa" four men, with a big canoe on their shoulders, coming up the shore at a trot. A ml the foremost of them was the factor of Fort Hoyal. Flora divined the truth instantly, and all her selfcontrol could not prevent an agitated heaving of her bosom aud a sudden pallor of the cheeks. "Oh, Denzil, is it--" she began. "Yes; it is Griffith Hawke,'' I broke in, savagely. "Be brave!" sbe whispered. "Our paths lie apartcia not make it harder for me." Our eyes met in a look that spoke volumes, and then there was a sudden uproar as the factor and his ('Oill pauions joined our party. I beard my name called and soon Griffith Hawke's baud was locked in mine aucl he was pouring out a torrent of eagN' words. ''And is this Miss Hatberton, my boy?' he asked sudrlenly. I introduced him briefly and he made her a low and respectful bow. What he said to Flora or how she greeted him I do not know. But as I turned au my heel I stole a glance at the girl and I saw that she was struggling hard to keep her composure. Ttle snn was shining brightly but the world looked dark ancl black to my eyes. As soon as the excitement of tbe meeting was oYer Gummidge and I gave the factor a coherent story of our adventures; and the narrative brought a grave and troubled expression to his face. "I will speak of these matters later," said. "The first thiug is to get back to the fort. The wounclecl voyageur needs imrnertiate attention. My canoe is a large one and will hold us all.'' "But where were you bound?" I asked. "To Fort York? You sent word that you were uot coming." "Yes; but Rffairs grew more quiet," Hawke replied. "and I concluded that I could be spared for a week or two. I was on my way to meet you, Denzil, and it is fortunate that we did not miss each other." A few moments later we were all tucked into the canoe. Moralle was still unconscious and the pacldles of the voyageurs swept us down the foaming current of the Churchill river. It was shortly after noon when on turning a I.Jend we saw below us the towers and palisades, the wa1iug flag of the Hudson Bay Com pany's post of Fort Royal. Since I bad laEt seen it months before what a change had come into my life! It was a sad and bitter home-corning for me. So onr journey through the wilderness ended and now there was a In I before tbe threatened storm broke in all its fury-before the curtain rose on new scenes of excitement and adventure. I will pass briefly on to the thinp;s that followed won after our arrival at the fort, the events tllat far surpassed in tragedy and blood shed, in sorrow and snfferiu.g, all that had happened previously; but first I must give the reader a peep at a northern Hudson Bay Company's post as it was in thoEe remote days-as it exists at the present time with but few changes.


.ARMY .AND N.A VY 1!81 Fort Royal was a fair type of them all though it was much smaller than some. It was built mostly of tinlbers and stood in a little clearing close to the river. The stockacle was about six feet higb, and bad two corner towers for look-out purposes. Inside, arranged like the letter L, were the ,arious buildings -the factor's house, those of the laborers, mechanics, hunters and other EHlployes; a log hut for the clerks; the storehouses where were kept the furs, skins and pelts; aud the Indian tracling-bouse where the barterlllg was done. Some buildings-the ice-house, the powder-bouse and a sort of stabl e f<"lr the canoescompleted the number. Nearly every man had a little Ledroom meagerly furnished with pictures from old illustrated papers adorning the walls. Tbe living-room where they sat at night or on off days yarning, smokiug and drinking was a great hall. A big table in the center was strewn with pipes and tobacco hooks and writing materials; on the walls bung muskets and fishing tackle. All tbe the houses had double doors and wiudows; and in the winter tremendous stoves were kept burning, The food varierl according to the season ranging from pemmicau and n:oose-muffle-which is the nose of the moose-to venison and beaver, many kinds of fowl, and fresh and salted fish A word as to the Indi"an trading-house. It was divided into two rooms, the inuer and larger one cou taining tbe stores-blaukets, scalping-knives, flints, twine, bearls, needles, guns, powder and shot and other things too numerous to mention. To the outer room the Indians entered anrl tbrougb a square irou-barr!)d hole they passed their furs and pelts, receiving in exchange little wooden castors, with which they purchased whatever they wanted. Fmt Royal, as I have said, was not so large as some. It held at this tim11 about forty men, all trusty, goodhearted fellows. It was regarded as an impregnable post; but little did auy of us Q.ream how soon our flag would be lowered amid scenes of flame and shot, of carnage and panic. (TO BE CONTINUED") A YOUNG BREADWINNER OR, GUY HAMMERSLEY' S TRIALS AND TRIUMPHS. The Story of a Brave Boy's Struggle for Fame in the Great Metropolis Bv MATTHEW WHITE. jR. (Copyrighted American Publishers' Corporation. ("A YOUNG BREADWINNER" was commeuced iu No. 22. Rack uumbers can ue obtained o! all newsdealers.) CHAPTER XXX. A MATTER OF DATES, table was set out most sumptuously, so far as the service was concerned. A table cloth of eJaborate pattem, with embroidered edges, and napkins to lllatcb; a beautiful epergne in the ceuter, flanl-like aspect. The door of stout oak was a slidiug one, with the l

ARMY AND NAVY this is the twelfth of the rnontb. R.ut servants are so careless, it is possi ble soJJle o f t'IJ.em may have been broJ;eu. , It was a lan>e expedient., Guy knew. Only .a tnan crazy on one tbeme could by auy possjii>Jity b e ta'ken in by it. In the greatest suspense he a waited the J'esult. "Tbat's so," exclaimed the lll.aJor, after au instant',; reflection. "It is the twelft!J o.f the >I,Jontb, a111i I k11ow we had a dozen of those oysteJ plates. But I beard a crash iu tbe pantry o>>ly yesterday, and it is barely possible of these Liisbes was in it." "Hact yon nut better see .at ouce1" suggested Guy, holclly. ''Th ese in dates ar.e 'ery importaut-to m," h e added nudeJ' his breath. ''Well, if the luc!i es wi11 <'xcuse llle for a moment, I believe I will,'' rejoinerl tJJe major, after w;i,ggliug uneasily i n his seat. "I will be rig1>t hack. fle rose aud stepped, i11 his quick, nervous fas'hion, across the hard-wood flool'. 'l'be china closet W'iS jnst within the hallway und as soon as he had rlisappearecl within it, ''Let u s fly,'' gasped i\Irs \V estmore, half rising fi'Oill her cbai1. Guy shook his head. laid !lis finger ac1oss his iii's, anl e o n tiptoe toward the hall way. He heard the rattle of just as h e r eache< l it, then seizing the dooJ' Ju1ob at Liis left, be suddenly ran it forward a11d tutnerl the l\, securely lo cln. Before h e say a word a of tbuuderons blows was rai11erought son11' water, and betwee>c thelll thoy soon brought the gil'l to, but when !Je heard the 11oise the major was still JI>aldng iu the china c loset, she showed syll>!ltoms of gohg off iuw anothet collapse. "IV., must get her into some other part of tlw bouse," said Guy. "But why not leave at ouce1" returne d the II>other. "If as you say he cannot get out of that pantry, there is uow to 1Iind e1 us from maldng our escnpo ."' "I a Ill afraid ti.Iere is," was the reply. "You re m e>nbe r we <11SCOYered aJ1 the WilldOIYS locked witlJ some JlfltBut fastening, aud I am sure that sto11e areaway 1nn" all around the l1ouse. Bnt if \Ye go upstairs again I thjnh: dnugbtt>r CJ.Ul )Je Jna(le Jnore comf ortable. It cannot Lio \ "ery loug now 'before SOllie oue ('01118$. ,, So, one on eitler side of tile teni11 e d girl. tbey cm> (Jucted J1er up tl.Ie stairs to tbe pleasant roon1 wl!ere they IJad first been n>ad e prisouers. "Now, jf you wHl r euJai n l1ere;" said Guy, "I will go llown ani111Self of one thing: that the major had bee11 shut in a 1'00111 speeially reserved f r him aud haenoHI us Major Warbur t o n sl!oulIsirle fo an instant. Guy beheld an apartlllent a1most luxurious in it.s fnrnish illgs, a snit<> of thelll in fact, for pnl'ior aud dlll ill g room, chamber and 'bath, o pened out of o n e another. But l1e h.aIake a c lose inspectiou. He must see if tiiere wns not means of leti'' 1ng the house which l'ontaine<1 such a fearful skeletol,l in its clost't. Retra<'ing hs stPps. hP <1escenrll'd tbe n1aiu .stairway, and was allllost deafened by the shouts aud blows wbich the ge11tieman was lke<'ping up iu the ebina doset. 'If shoulcl !'et out 1IOI'V Pill <'lfrid l1e \'!'Onlo ldl1 us," Guy to'id hmself wit!J a slwtlad dolle the 1 ig'ht thing in co11finillg 'him. But l'l'hat if he bad that l'l'ith him still? "I had betteT inspect the china eloset uself "-LetlJel' he wauld be justified in breal self. lle opened ti\'O only to liud that they Ject, tbe one t> <>ellor tbe ot!Je1 to the lauudry, and had just hn>Tietll.v tiii'OWli !Jack a third when a heavy hand gripped IIim lly the shoulder and a voke of strong GenJI!Ili accent exl'laimed in his ear: ''Ha, Ibaf you now. Here, Carl, 11elp me wid the young rascal. Augusta, Augusta, r>n> the laundry and bring a .elothe,; !i1Ie till we lli11d him.'' Meanwhile Guy was struggling uot only to free him self bodily fl'Olii the firm grip iu which he ll'as held, but to exLnlpate hi>uself morally f i'Oil> whatever charge should ho htougbt agai11st him. Tile 11ature of this he cmlct ea,i\y gi>ess. H" had l>eeu found in the baseme11t of a house thHt ll'as supposed to be locked up, and harl been taken for a thief. Howe,er, be had no fear but that l1e conld easily explaii1 111attets. Besides, there were West>nore alld her daughter to hear witness to his story. But up to the moment he had gaiuPd not the slightest beat! way in tbis direction. \\ ith two 1uen ready to place their hands over his IIIOllth ns fe qllietl>ess of offended dignity, COlli inca them of serious enor the_r bad con>nlitted. S.uddeuly t!Je unknown "Augusta" aunouuced her rPturn wiLh t!Je clotbes line by calling in a loud ., his p e r "Here's a rope, Carl." Guy staned. WJ>ere had h e heard that voice befQre1 Jle was so absnrhed, t rslng to remember, hopiug that he s hould lind a frieiul, that he n>ade no relstanee when l1is two captor s bustled him N>t of the dark closet into tl1e <'enter of the ldteben. Here there was a three-sidell recoO'nitio11, for, as soo n as he caught sigiJt of ber face. G u y saw that "A ugnsta" was uo11e other than T1auhlllan the wife of the Greenwich street shoe e a scream, a11d began to jab b e r a way 10 her husband in German. The latter harl alref!dy staried l>ack with the exclamation: "That thief of a clerk! "It's all np with me now.'' sighed poor Guy. ".1\h. Inwood has e\'idenlly ne,er taiey and tied to t h e door knob, he fonnrl au opportunity to get in a won1. "l\1r. Traubmaun," h e began. But l1e got !HI further. "Dere. vat 1 tell you, l\la"'?" br.olen I


ARMY NAVY 1483 Jay that I came here with tbem fro111 Kenworthy & ClarJ,e t o show tllen the house." Hy a persiEtPnt effort. Guy n1anaged to hold the floor long enough to get a II this ou &, and be could see, fruu, l11e expression on the face of the 111311 cAlled Max (wl10 11as evidently Major Warhurtou's keepe1) ut the 111e11tiou of tll e real e"tate agents' 11ames, that he had vroduced an ilnpres;wn. Uo auJ see if yon can fiud the la. rlies, he said. HuL Tmul>nlaun interposer! with: "Don't waste your ti111e, Augusta. Dot is ouly a story of dis young luau's You kaww vat he is.'' Guy suddenly betlonght him of that note Alr. Inwood llf,d scribbled for him. If be could sboll' that to the shoe 1lealer it 1\'0U!d l>e sufficient to rehabilita te hi-; chamcter. He w 'as not sur e wlletl1er he had it uhout hi111 m uot, anrl, bound as be was, he could 110t make an exan1iuatio11 to fiucl out. As nay bo iJUagined, he was by this time pretty wrothv You insulting not only me but my employ er. he cried. "besides conpelling me to the t11o I Hdic> whom l accollpanied here to wonde r at rny alsence.'' "But wby !lid you try to rush into dat pa11try a.nd hi! e wheu you uea]'(t us conling?" Max wanted to kilO\\'. "I became confused with all tbe doors about here Alld lost my way.'" replied Guy. "I 1\'aS trying to burry up and 1110et you.' "flut vat busiue's had you down here any vay?" put 111 -;\lr. Tl'aulullallll. At tniH iJJHtallt a CI'IISh of china ware souuded rlirect1.' o,r-1head. The major had remai11ed quiet f01 tbe 1ast few lllhllltes, or else there had Leeu so HIUCh noise i 11 the basemeut that Guy had failed l o henr other 'Himmel!" erie I :II ax, n :akiug for the stairs. "De major must have got out.'' ''What will say whe11 h e fhuis hfn1 locked up iu the china '' Guy asked hiu.-clf. lie had tile key i11 hh Jocktt, hu reeollectec!, "ith a sense of satisfaelioll. ThP lihe1ty to get tbis would l"'l'lllit !Jilll to seatch for that scrap of paper fr0111 Mr. 1111\"00rl. It seemed thnt Max bad not been gono half a minute [,.\(ore he ""'as l1nek ugaill1 leapi11g: <.lown tl1e htairs two steps at a tiiiJP, and al111ost foamiug at tho 1110uth ith rngP "l)i(\ you lok :\Iajor \\"arhurton up'"' he detuanded of Guy, r11shiug fierC'ely up in front of' the pri oner. "Certai11ly I did," answered tl.Je latte r boldly. "1 11111 sure he is 11ut n safe person to be allowed at lal'g:e.'' "!3nt h<' wasn't at lage. He was locked up in his n\\'n apart1ne1:t, and you llltiSt have Jet lum out.,, Guy Cclnl1DifPsted hy the Genllflll wns due to the fa"t that ho felt llat ho was hilll""lf guilty of gross ueghgence iu haY ing left his charge alone. 'Vc are always 1uore se\et B on others when we feel thau we ourselves have been dcreliet in dut\". "\Vi at woulil I want to let a mau ont for(" rP(UI'IIed GuY. "r tPll \"Oil he was out wheu I came in. and I \\'as ohlip;ecl lo ]JII'( I hi111 into lh:tt closet for f:.>r he nlif!ht do some ,Jeprl ot Yioln1ce. Did you see till' Indies when yon were upstairs just uow?" he adcled sudrT(IIl\'. ":tiUltiate his claim that he hnd eutered tlw Wal'l,nrton 011 legiti111ate hnsineos. He hnd alreudy shown the Ke11worlhy & Clmke pennit, but 1\lr. TraulHllann had easily pre>unIIUllll with the question: ".Do you suppo'e tbat mad111a11 can havo got away fJ"OIIl keeper, the fellow yon call Max?" At the sugge>tioll of sud1 a J>ossil>ility. b oth the shoe dealer and bis ;pull>e tur11eil pule, all<[ witbont ,ouchsa!lllg a reply lieat a precipila\e retrtat UjiStairs. Guy tlll!ged at his IH11ds in the effort to follow then1, bnt be could not free hin1seH auliiSiou was confi11ed in tho b..sen,eut. A feminine shriek, elllitted from sonewhere c1o>B at haud, apprised G\1y tl.wt son.n one. at a11y rate, l:ad heard hitn, and later l\lax rushed in, f-.1-lowed rather by a :,tring ot' Jnaid PI Ya.llls. ''\\'hat do you JlJ('an by rnhd11g such a ro" ?'' demanded major's keep sternly. hastily Guy's londs, to llJake sure tuat l.lcre \\aS 110 d"nt;er of his urenking loo,e. ''Vhnt do you 111ean by keepi11g nH tied UJ lif'l't:?1 retorted Guy" ith l'pirit. I've borhe the tld1.g 11 't.kly loug cuough. It':; a dh-'}!l'aC'e. will let your en11doyer know cd tl1e n!Iair. ' "Dat foryour Keli\\OI'tly !" exC'laimed :IInx, ,,-ifll a snAp of the fingPr, You an clo fill ynnr tall,ilg t> :\Ir. Sc1iuer, de magi!ll'flte. !Jere's de eowtah:e DO\\.'' .:llatters we1e indeed goning serious for poor (;II.', it pos,ihle that lw must SJ,eud 11 night in .:aiJ till SOIIIP 011(' cn11lrl eon1e up fro111 tle office and him? Where t>onlcl l\Irs. \Ye,tlllore be? "\\"ell, nhere's the hurgla.r'" This from a short, tldck->tt J llllll, who bnd just descend,,d tl10 stairs, clinldng a pair of huurlcuf1s sugg< S thely. Gny winced at s ight of the latter. This 1110n thnt h o Hlio11ld llo suhje(tecl to RllC'h indignLies. \\'as Traub111a11n r r''l''JIIsible for it all, lie wondered? .Meantilne Max hnd lnirl his band <'II Guy's shouldcr as indicating "the hurglnr," R!Hl the coustaldo ndvancerl with lm1Hlcuffs opeu, wheu a new a!'tnr appewed on the scenP. CHAPTl m XXXII. EXPLANATIONS A Nil A CALL, The ne'-'YCOnler "vns none 0tller than 1\lrs We:;tnlOJ'(. "Oh, lllr. lJalllmersley-GuY !"silo gasped, at sight of 11oy lashPd ahout "ith the clothes line, II hat does tllis mean?" llfnx stnrtPd when b e heard the familiar ""Y iu whicb this refilled looking lady addressed the captiYe.


1-!84 ARMY AND N A. VY "It means," replied Guy. "that I am accused of entering this house with burglarous intent. You can tell them, 1\Irs. Westmore, to the contrary." ''Certainly I can. Release him instantly,'' and the lady spoke in such a tone of autbonty that Max never waited to put any questions, but proceeded to unbind Gny forthwith. 'fhe poor fellow's limbs were quite stiff from his hour's confinement, and he was forced to sink into a chair for a momeut after be was freed. ''It is shameful." declared Mrs. \Vestmore; then a sudden light breaking in upon her, "Why, it is my fault partly, I do believe," she added hastily. "If I barl beeu here, to put in my evidence before, you might llave been spared all this. But Amy, as soon as she saw people downstairs, begged me to flee with her. We thought we should find you flown here, but saw 110 one. The door was open though, and poor Amy was so terrified and eager to be out of the house, and off the plac& that I was obliged to go with ller, without waiting to find out where you were. I am so sorry." "Oh, it's all right," returned Guy, rising. "Do you think we have time to catch tile train we wanted?'' "Yes, the carriage is at the door, and Amy is wait-ing at the station.'' As Guy turnerl to follow Mrs. Westmore upstairs, Max stepped up to him, and in very bumble tones begged that he would not report the morning's pro ceedings. But Guy would not promise. He felt that a season of fear and trembling would be a good tiling for the rlelinquent. "Why do you suppose they permitted us to go to the house that contained such a skeleton in its closet?" sairl Mrs. Westmore, as they droYe back to the village. "We knew nothing about it," returned Guy, speak ing for Ken worthy & Clarke. ''And evidently our driver did not. I suppose the Warburtons did not want to acknowledge that the old gentleman was a fit sub ject for the asylum, so allowed him to remain in that room, as they thought, properly guarded. But this wedding evidently tempted tbe whole force of servants to take an hour off, and in that time the mischief was done." Amy was still in a highly excited state, so uothing was said to her about the sequel to the morning's ad venture. In fact, during the journey back to town no reference whatever made to the Warburton place. But just as they parted at the Forty-Second st1eet station, Mrs. Westmore drew Guy aside and said in a hurried undertone: "We owe the demented old major one thing, at any rate: the discovery of a relative. Rirlley will be around to see you immediately, and I want you to consider our bouse your house, and re member I am no longer Mrs. Westmore, but your 'Cousin Anna., Guy made up his mind tbat be would say nothing at home, for the present, at least, about his adveuture in the country. Indeed, til ere was so mucb excitement -over Harold's success that there was smaH opportuuity to introduce a new theme. The result of tbe boy's first rehearsal was satisfactory in the extreme. and Mr. English predicted a brilliant "first night." He himself accompanied Guy and Har old to Harlem for a persoual iuterview with Mrs. Hammer:;;!ey. "May I use the boy's own name on tile llills?" he asked 111 the course of tbe talk. "It is an eminently fitting one for such a purpose. After a little hesitation, Mrs. Hammersley gave her consent to this, and the manager hurried off to send the order to the lithographer. Ward began calling Harold, "Your Royal Highness" forthwith, and wanted to !mow if tile free list. at the Criterion was to be "absolutely suspended" dunng the engagement. "And if I were you, Harry," be arlded, "I'd send a special dispatch to Mrs. Burnett, asking if she won't substitute a cat for a dog in the second act. Then you coulrl llave Emperor's name starred with yours." But the boy was so happy over his prospects that be did not 1n tile least mind a little teasing. He gave the family a detailed account of his day's experiences at the theater, wnere everybody bad been extremely kind to him, and not a few funny incidents had hap pened during the rehearsal. The next morning's papers container a paragraph an nouncing a grand production of "Fauntleroy" at the Criterion "wit.h Master Glenn, a boy of unusual taleut, and one who looks the pa1't to perfection. Again Guy left him at the theater on his way to the office, for there was still a good deal of work to be rlone in order that all should move smoothly on Mou day. Our hero was just putting away his things that afternoon, pre para tory to calling for the hoy, when a young fellow entered whom he at once recognized as Ridlev Westmore. "Is-Mr. Guy Hammersley in?" he inquired. "That is my rejoined Guy. "What you?" exclaimed the other impulsively, and Guy knew that be too remembered those two contrasted meetings on Fifth Avenue. "Yes, and I can guess that you are Ridley Westmore," he said fraukly. "Your cousin, and awfully glad to make your ac quaintance, returned the other corrlially, extending his lland, quite recovered from his surprise. "That is," lle arlded, "if you're willing to reckon cousins three or four times removed. I'm not just sure which it is., "I'd be glad to know you if you were fifty times re moved, or-no, I don't mean literally," he added, as Ridley began to langll with the thought of the un complimentary interpretation that might be put upon the declaration. This faux pas of Guy's hroke all the remaining ice, and be was about to ask Westrnore to be seated wbeu I.Je recollected that he himself was due at the theater inside of ten minutes. "I'll have to keep up this rmnoving dodge," said he, laugbmg, "by asking if you would minrl walking along with me to the Criterion Theater instead of sit ting down." "Certaiuiy I woulrln't; that's on my way up town. Going after tickets, I suppose.'' "No, I ain going to get a small brother of mine. He's been there all day rehearsing." "Small lloy-Criterion-rellearsing! You don't mean to say your small brotller is Harold Glenn, who's an nounced to open in 'Fauntleroy' next Monday?" and Rirlley stopped stockstill in the doorway while he put tile question. "Well, he's my half-brother, anrl a mighty nice little ch'lp he is, too," rejoined Guy. "Come along and I'll introduce you.'' "I am iu luck," ejaculated Ridley, as he started off, little Imagining the part he was destined to play iu the fortunes of the youtbfui" star. (TO BE CONTINUED,)


AND CORRESPONDENCE. In this number will be found the opening chapters of a serial by that prince of story tellers, Arthur Lee Putnam, whose vivid tales of York life have won for him so much conunendatiou. We predict for "A Diamond iu the H.ougb" a great success a1110ng our readers. While on the snbjed of ne\v serials it will be well to hint that in No. 34 will be eommencecl one from the pen of an author whose IHIIne is fa111ed throughout the world. Details will be published shortly. 'I; * The prize story in tile Amateur Short Story contest is published this week. Mr. Don C. Wilson, the fortunate winner, is well-known in the 'dom as the editor and publisher of "Storyettes," oue of the brightest amateur papers in the Uuited States. * Peculiarly ttmely is the serial, "The Treasure of .I sora,'' by Broolpled by a most remarkable tribe of Indians, who are noted for their lar!e size and extrao.-clinary activity on land and water. Those who havA witnessed their aquatic sports at a respectful distance declare tllat many of tbem can actually walk, or rather run, on the water, with no other assistance than broad raw hide shoes. They are expert fishermen and huntsmen, h<1ving rigirl ideas as to the. of game pre serves on their island and ltmttmg the lnlltng of gan1e under severe penaltie. * They destroy in infancy all children who are malformed or appear to be lacking in intelligence. In this way the standard of physical and mental condition in both sexes is kept high. It is currently believed that at one time the native women were exterminated to make room for a whiter and superior race of women. The nucleus of this race of higher women was formed from captives made at various times, extenditg over a series of years on laud and water. They have no schools but home has a system of physical training. 1'he natives guard their shores da_y and aud no man is allowed to penetrate the Island, even If he should make a landing. It is said that no epidemics have ever prevailed on the island, and rlisea e is scarcely known amoug this extraordinary people, so that the men and women are maguificent lll their physical endowment. No man or wonau is allowed to live beyond the age of seventy, no matter how well preserved in body anrl mind. By careful selection a large percentage of the women have a transparent, peachy complexion anrl deep auburn hair. ,. Recently United States Consul, Hugh Long, at .Nogales, Mexico, has sent to the State Department the particulars of the nlllnle r of a party of Americans beaded by Captain Porter, by tlle Seris lndians on Tiburon Island in the Gulf of California. According to the statement made to the Mexican customs officials by Martin Mendez, master of the sloop Otila, Captain Porter sailed from San Diego, Cal., with his com pan ions in a small boat, to engage in collecting shells. They left the port of Gua.vmas on August 9, under special permissiou from the Mexican Government to explore the shores and islands of the Gulf. * A. J. S.-Assistant surgeons in the U. S. Army are appointed by the President. to fill existing vacancies. Candidates must uudergo a strict physical examination, and exammation oral and written in both the Inedical science and geueral educational subjects. Full particulars can be obtained by writing to the Surgeon General, U, 8. Army, Washington, D. C. * W. H. B., N. B., Mass.-1. The possession of a thorough common school education is necessary to a canrlidate trying to pass the examinations at either West Point o1 Annapolis. The examinations, both physical and mental, are extremely severe. 2. Your writing and spelling are poor. * F. A. S., Providence, H.. I.-1. Nepaul or Nipal, us it is called by its inhabitants, is a small independent state situated on the northeast frontier of Hindustan, It.:dia. Its populatiou is by the natives at about 5,000,000. 2. See an encyclopedia for further informaLiou. * R. D., Long Branch, N. J.-lf you desire employ-metlt iu the company mentioned it will be necessary for yon to write a formal application, stating age, education, previous busiuess experience and references, and forward it to the superintendent. :f., H. M., Jr.-Severa! of the western states and tenitories offer good facilities for c-attle raising. The amount of mouey necessary to start a ranch depends entirely on the size of the ranch and existing circumstances. * W. F. N., Jr., St. Louis, Mo.-Badly decayed teeth would prevent you passing an examination for the position of apprentice in the navy. Your education as indicated by yonr Jetter should ue sufficient. * A Constant Reader, Newark, N. J.-1. Such infor-matiou can ouly be obtained through a Ia wyer mak ing a specialty of estates. 2. Gravesend, England, is thirty miles below London on the Thames. * J. C. F., Parkersburg, W. Va.-1. The information requesll'erl would take up too much space. Consult a I,ook on electricity. * C. E. T., Ogden, Utah-The stamp department bas been discontinued. * A. H. Gordan, Fulton, Ky.-No.


AJ!li AJ!li AMATEUR SHORT STORY CONTEST. THE PRIZE STORY. The selection of the best amateur story f rom among the g reat number submitted i u this contest has pro,ed u very difficult task i11deed. Stories were receive d fom the brigbtest members or the 'dom, and it was founrl necessary to read them several times before a rlecision coulct be reached. At last, after due deliberation, the judges decided to a ward the prize to Mr. Don C. Wil son, editor ancl publisher of "The Storyette," whose winning story appears below. S]Jecial Inention must lle, made of the stori es s nbrnitted l:iy Frank L. Carnpbell, Chas. W Heins, Wm. H. Greenfield, Manfred J. Ber liner, J. Clarke Farran, H. M.. Konwiser, \Yinn David son, .J. Ira Thomas, William Showve, Frank Oppen heimer, Eugene De Camp, Ellen Sayler, Wm. J S Dineen, Jr, G. W. Helbling, Roy Heartz, Miss S<'pllie Harnmond and Richard L. Bigelow. Steele Stirling's Start in Life. BY D<)N C WILSON. From its long sweep o,er the unbroken prmne a strriuger blast of wind shook the little depot at thA wayside stati on and blew t!Je fino, hail-like snow iu gusts ami about the corners of the frail building, and burled it in clouds across the desolate pmirie. The coleritabl e comet!" llis nerves till!!:led and thrille tleHting phHntorns, t" illk ling lights in ctistant farnrhouses, barely visible through the haze of the storm, whirled in a drcl" to \VIlrd the rear of the train allll seemed to follow in its wnke. But when the first warHI flush of exertion left his limbs, 1:-\teele was a wakened to a ition. Tl1e wi11d n ow cnt his faC'e merC'i!e. sly 811(1 the sleet pierced his flesh with tire keenness of needles. His finger grew stiff, be shivered involuntarily a11d his eyes wateretl .tS the wind struC'k them. Sn

ARMY AND NAVY 1481 As though in response to his question, the men -sprallg toward the cab of the engine just as the fire man opened the roaring furnaces to add fuel to the fire. The bright glare shot tilrougb the black atmos phere with blinding sudrlenuess, and revealed to Steele's horrified ga.oe the two men threateni1Jg tlle with glinting revolvers. "ctop the train!" ordered one of the men, sternly. "Stop it, I say, or I'll shoot!" As he spoke they sprang from the tender to the floor of the cab, and shoved the guns directly under tbe terrified engiuPer's n ose "For God's sake, man, tlon't shoot!'' gasped the poor fellow. "I'll stop it!" At that mo1nent Steele leaped to the top of the tender. Snatching up a heavy coupling pill he threw it with unernng aim at one of the scoulldrels. It stm<'k the fellow full ill the back of the head, and he dropped lils. Tb e fireman was astounded. "Great Heavens!" be gasped, "how'cl you find out?" Snakes That Like Thunder. One of the wo11tlers of the bare satJdy plains of New llfexico is the thunder snakes. They are by no means common, yet tuey are often enconntere'l by prairie trave lers, espucially before and after tbuudel' stornts. Flashe of lightni11g and clflps of thunder, which are so terrifying to bipeos and quadrupeds, seent to have the greatest <'harm and delight for these n>emhers of the serpent family. Wh etteve r a tbuuder storm COJJJes up they have a regular picm -They come crawling out of h ole, from b!'idnrl rods and rotte n st.untps and enjoy the fun wbilo it lasts. Their nature is quarrelsome, their char>tcter fiercA, and they ate aggressive in a high degree although their JllaJkings are very beautiful. They are not poisonous, however; their bark is worse than tbei r Lite. Grooming a Locomotive. George Ethell,ert \\'alsh, in an article entitled "Running the Fast Express," says: "The engineer comes rlown to his J'OSt of rluty nearly an h our before bis train is S<'hedulerl to lea,e. All night long in tbe ronnel house the engine has been carefully watched; a wiper bas spent the whole !tight rubbing d01vn the panti"g, SHOrting iro n hore until every rod and intler shines Iii< a golcl or sil ,-er: the banked fire has been kept going, so that a little steam has b ee n al ways iu the boxes, anrl before be left at night the fireman put everything in pertect order iusitle the cab. For an auswer, Steele suddenly fell to the floor, pull ing the fireman witb him. "Lay low I" he ordered. His acti011 was extremely timely; for at that Jnoment a volley of rifle shots greeted the train's upproacb, and yells of baffled rage rolled from the throats of a squad of mounted 111en stationed on either side of the track. Windows were shattered, casings splinteretl, anut the snow descendel in larger a11d more nunterous flak es, and enshrouded the depot and lights iu a ghostly mantel. Just as the traiu the pnssengers, who bad b ee n thrown il1t0 a pauic of terror by the shots of the outlaws, rushed pellmell from the train and demanded an explanation of the affair. The enginee1 r e lated all that had occurred to au old gentleman with grey hair aurl a d.eciderlly official air, and Steele, hy the gentleman's instructions, was u:;h ered into a private car. Once seflted in the luxurious apartments of the coach, our h ero was urged to tell the old gentleman of bis history; and he dirl so. The man was Archibald Fleming, the president of the road, as Steele discovered. The outcone uf the afl'air was that Steele Stirli11g ''"as or rathe r chosen, as the old gentlenl!l.n 's ward, and in due time re<'eived a th0rough education, and ultimately wne in as a partuer of Archioald Fleming in the railroad business. The tirema11 appears first iu tbe lllOrning and inspects the work of the roundhouse meu, and if any part is uot satisfactory he n1ak es it so. The eugiueer makes bis inspection after tbe firen1au aud thoroughly and carefully examines every part. All the bearillgs are then oiled, and the oil cups are filled with oil. Next ti:Je engine is run out of the roundhouse aod tested. Fifteen nlinntes before tbe time to statt tbe engino is coupled to the trah1, and the steam and airbrakes are "No race horse was e,er brought to his ooHt better fitted for runuin!! tbe course tllun is the Jocouotive of the fast express. In addition to tbe tests already lllade a mechanic goes from whtel to wheel, aud npon e\er): one strikes a sharp, resoundhtg blow to ascertain if the wheel and axle are sound. Nuts and bolts are ined. The engineer nnrl fireman are heldresponiblu for the perfect <'Ondi tion Of the eugiue and cars before the start is made.'' A Drop of Water. Water that is uow in the oceau aud in the river bas been ""my times in the skv. The history of a smgle d'rop taken out of 'l glass of water is really a rOIIJUIItic oue. l'

ARMY AND NAVY OUR JOKE DEPARTMENT. Household Duties. Mr. Nicefe ll o-"Ah, how de rio, my little man! Be e n helping your sister, I suppose. She told m e she would be busy for a little wbile witl1 some houselJOld rtuti es. ' Little Man-" Yep. I tried to llelp, but I wasn't muc h use." "I suppose uot." "No. She wanted me to CIII'I'Y some wate r but I couldn't carry muc h at a tin>e, and it takes a lot to get ink out of carpet, specially red iuk." ReU ink?" "Yes, sis always writes her letters to Mr. Warmheart in red ink. He says it reminds him of the way she bluslles wb e n he kisses her." A Bad Boy. Mother-" Why non 't yuu play with that little Peterkin boy any more?" Srnall Son-'' 'Cause be swore.'' "Horrors! Did he?" "Yes'm. He swore I stole bis knife and teacher made me give it back, and licked me besides." Jimmy-" Ain't yer glad school's begun?" Billy-" Nnw. Vacation suits me. Look at the fun we bad playin' ball, an' fishin', an' everything." Jirnmy-"Yes; but just tldnk bow much more fun we'll have a-playiu' hookey." Some years ago a clergyman visiting a ragged school in London asked a class of bright, mischievous urchins, all of whom had been gathered from the streets, "How many bad boys does it take to make a good one?" A little fellow immediately replied, "One, sir, if you treat birn well." The Omaha Bee tells of a clergyman who was cate chizing a Suunay school, aud, after informing the cllildren tnat the pastor of a church is its shepherd, while the members !Ire the sheep, he asked: "\Vuat does the shepherd do for the sheep?" T o tbe amusment of those present a small boy iu the frout row piped out, "Shear them!" "Now, dear," said mamma to li .ttle Carrie, wh o had just rereiverl u box of sweetmeats, ''you must ask o u e of your little friends in to share your candy." "Well," r eplied tlle little lady, afttlr a few moments' thought, "I-I guess I'll invite Fannie, 'cau se candy makes bel' tooths ache an' she can't eat much." "What cau y o n tell m e about Esau?" asked the pedagogue of his n1ost pron.ising pu p il in the begiu nen' class. Esau," replied tl > e yonug ho pe ful, with the gliu alacrity of one who f ee ls himse lf for once o n safe ground; "Esau was the fellow what wrote a book o f fables and sold the copyright for a l.Jottle of potash." "I'm awful glad, mamma, that I've begun to go to s c b ool.'' ""' nr dear?" "Because we have a holiday ever y Saturday." A little three-year-old miss wandered over to the window during family prayers one snowy moruing and nearly !m ocked the inspiration out of the s upnli cants hy exclaiming: "Uh, mamma I Tome an' look It's wainin' poptorn." "Ma," said a little girl, "if you'll let me buy some candy I'll be good.'' 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