i STORIES OF FUN AND ADVEN -i TURE AMONG WEST POINT AND ! ANNAPOLIS CADETS. ! : 5 Ct:NTS One of the buffa l o' s sharp horns crus hed throu g h the boat's side with a snap. ( A Midni ght Visit : or, Mark M allo ry's Escap a de," by Lieut. Garrison U S A Complete in this number )
"LOVE LANE." UNITED STATES NAVAL ACADEMY. By JOSEPH COBLENTZ GROFF. ALTHOUGH the greater part of the naval cadet s life is spent at study, at drill o r a t work of so m e kind there is, of c ourse, anothe r side that is br i g ht and merry and that. helps to mJke the f o ur yea r s a t th e A cade my more ple a sant than they would app e ar at firs t gl a nce Love L a ne is the playground of the ins titution and the pl ac e where l o v e s tri c k e n co upl es l o it e r a nd say sweet "nothings" to the accompanim e nt of the Acad emy b a nd The grounds in gen e ral are lev e l there b e in g non e of the rom a nti c hills and p asses f o r whi c h West P o i n t i s n o t e d Everywh e re tr e es are in g r e at profu s i o n d o ttin g the beautiful g reen lawns w i t h s t r i c t regularit y. In the centre of the g rounds is the band st and, and radiating in v a riou s dir e ction s a r e wide pa sses o r walks run nin g throu gh the choice s t part of th e grounds. This part i s known as Love Lane. Underne ath l a rge a nd wid e l y s preadin g trees th ere are m any comfortable benches, and altogether there i s everything to make tt wha t it is-the m os t p o pul a r p art o f the grounds. Eve ry morning at ten o 'clo ck and ev ery aftern o on a t four the A cademy b a nd m ar ches throu g h th e grounds t o its stand and there pla ys for an hour e ac h time. This band c o n s i s ts of about thirty p a id mus i c i a n s under a v e ry c ompe t ent and p o pular yo un g lead e r, a nd it renders music of the high es t qu a lity It c o mpares very fav o r a bly with th e M a rin e B a nd o f W as hin g t o n . The music of this band is the means of driving away m o r e tha n o n e qui e t a n d m o n o t o n o u s h our o f cade t life. Wednesday and Saturday aft e rnoons ar e the only tim es at whi c h the c ad e t i s off duty a nd free t o seek th e c o mpany of his best girl f o r a promenade through I ove L a n e du ring the c o ncerts. At all othe r times he is at work and can only enjoy the mus i c fro m a dis t a nc e, as h e s it s a t his wind o w in q u a rters and prep a res his r e cit a tions for the day. During the morning hours the children of officers, accompani e d b y their nurs e s rolli c k and pl ay und e r th e b eau tiful trees, and in the afterno o n there a r e always a g reat many peopl e young and old who co m e int o th e y ard frow the town to enjoy the concerts. During graduat i on wee k th e band gives a promenade c oncert on th e g r o und s ev e ry eve nin g and o n those evenings Love Lane is greatly in demand. Then it l ooks its prettiest, with l a nt erns of various co l ors han ging from the trees to add t o its n a tural beauty.
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,. OR, MARK MALLORY'S ESCA?ADE. CHAPTER I. IN WHICH THE ESCAPADE IS PLANNED. "Garrison!:i, New \'or k, "August rrth, 18--. "l\liss Fuller requests the pleasure o f the Seven Devils' company at an informal party to be given any ti111e they please to-night.'' Such was the imitntion, a rathe r curious and unconventional oue. Bnt that gave it no less inte r es t in the eyes of tile se\'en lads who w ere all gazing at it at once. The one who was reading the note was a handsome, stalwart l ad :\lark illallory b y name. .Next to him w as his faithful alh, "Texas," the ex-cowboy from tbe Lone Star State. And .Texas was dancing about in excitement. "Dnniatiott !"he roared "Say, fellers, ain't that great? Tbink o' gittin' an in\'itation to a party, an' we onl)' plebes. \Vitoop! An' won't we have fun, though!" "Sball we go?" inquired some one. "Go!" cried Texas. "Dog on your boots, o' course we'll go Durnation !" "But it's out of bounds," protested "Indian," the fat and timid Joseph Smith, of Indianapolis. "It's way across tile river at Garrisons, and if w e're fotmd out we'll be expelled. Bless my soul!" "I reckon tain't the fust time we've been out o' bounds," obsened Texas, grinning. "An' ef I thought 'twar the last, I don't think I'd stav in tbis hva r durnation stupid ole place.,; "But we've no clotbes to go in, bah Jove!" objected Master Chauncey Van Renssellaer Mount-Bonsall, of Fifth ave-r.ue, New York. "We cawn't wear our nnifonns, y' know, for some one would recognize the dencecl things, bah Jove; and we have nothing else." "Nothin' else!" exclaimed Texas. ( ( Durnation! Ain't we got the ones we wore this hyar very Satnrday afternoon when we ran off to see the circus clown t o Highlan' Falls? Kain't we wear them?" "\Vear them!" gasped Chauncey, the prim and particular "elude." "Bah Jove, I should like to see nJyself going to call o n a girl, y' know, in the horrible rags we were l'' "I guess we know Grace Fuller well e nough t o make allowances," put in 1\l,nk, laughing. "You know she told us 'she was going to ask us to steal over and pay her a visit some night. She said the cadets often do.'' ((But not in such deuced costumes as we wore," protested Chauncey. ((I clon 't imagine they had much bet ter," a nswered Mark. ((They'd hardly wear their uniforms through Garrisons, and u p the road we'd have to follow And if they had cit's clothing smuggled in, I doubt if it was much of a fit However, we've got till taps to talk it over." Thus enjoined the seven resolved them selves iuto a b usiness meeting, to discuss the important question whether they s hould accept that invitation from Judge Fuller's daughter. Jt is not the purpose of this story to report the discussion, but simply to say that they decided emphatically in the affirmatiYe. They were going to that party. Grace Fuller was a lllemuer o f the
'I .ARMY .AND N.A YY 1491 Seven Devils, which under its full and complete title was known as "The Seven Devils and One Angel;'' she was the angel. l\fark :r-.Iallory had swam out and rescued her from a capsizing sailboat, and as a result of that the girl, though she was the belle of West Point, and con s idered the most beautiful girl about the post, had declared her sympathies with those desperate plebes and vowed to aiel them in the fight against hazing. A week or so ago Mark had again saved her life, she having been caught prisoner by a fire that bad burned part of the West Point Hotel. Mark's hands were still bound up owing to his painfnl burns, but he was all right otherwise and ready as ever for a lark. He gave his approYal of the scheme at once, for he was by no means averse to seeing his admiring friend again. There was much talking nece ssary to settle the details of that most important excursion-and incidentally quite some laughing over tl1e adventure which had caused so m ncb excitement that afternoon. There had been a circus at Higil )and Falls, just below West Point, and t1Je Seven Devils had gone to see the performance. Texas had ridden a muchvaunted U11tamed bronco and won twenty dollars from the proprietor, who bet he couldn't. Texas had ridden the pony bareback. Then he had produced a lasso from under his coat and flinging it over the amazed proprietor's head, dragged him flying around the ring. Mark and Dewey meantime had been hunting excitement in another tent, where they had secured a job to take the place of a missing performer, and deliv ered a lecture exhibiting the treasures of the dime museum. '"rhey had been in the midst of it when a tactic al officer from the Academy appeared in the distance. Highland Fa'lls being beyond "cadet limits," was forbidden tlllder pain of dismissal, and so the Seven had fled in mortal terror, leaving the show to take care of itself. The costumes and disguises they had worn were still lying in the woods where they had left them. They were very original costumes, procured by a facetious drum orderl y Mark had a huge striped tennis blazer with checkerboard trousers Texas had a flaming red sweater. Chauncey, the dude, had been TJrovided with a dress suit, which he woulrln't wear in the afternoon; so the meek and gentle Indian had swapped with a badly soiled white flannel costume. Dewey had a cast-off uniform of the clr.nm orderly, and "Par. son'' Stanard, the long and lank geologist from Boston, had a clerical suit with a rip up the back. The seventh met'Jber was "Sleepy," sumamed the farmer, who had stayed at home to walk post for punishment; Sleepy was just now hustling arouud to get something to wear for that evening's adventure. They were i1upatient plebes who went to ber that night, an
1492 .A.RMY .A.KD NAVY "Though," the Parson added, "I am by no means convinc e d that William Shakespeare was the an thor of the words. I find that--" The Parso n found that he was talking to the woods by that time, for the rest of the crowd had fled in mock t error, setting out .for the river and le aving the solemn lecturer to follow at his l e i sure. Hi s gigantic strides soon brou ght him up with them again, however, and the address was continued until the party had reached the Hudson's shore. Plebes were not supposed to hire boats, but they can very easily manage it if they have only the money. There was one lying in a designated and secluded nook for them, and a few minutes later the seven were out in the middle of the river. The old tub was nearly under water with the load, but there was no one willing to stay and W?.it for a second trip. That of course excludes the frightened Indian, who was clutching the gunwale and gazing at the gurgling black waters in mortal terror. Poor Indian's peace of mind was not added to by the remarks h e heard passed round. He was the heaviest iu the crowd, and the cause of all the trouble. If the boat began to sink, over he'd have to be thrown l He was a regular Jonah anyhow. Dewey wondered if there were any whales in the Hudson, b'gee. He heard a story, b'gee, etc. Indian wouldn't sink anyhow, for he was too fat; and there fore there wasn't the least bit of reason for his moaning in that way. That only brought the sharks around. This kept up all the way across. The boat grated on the be ac h ju s t as De wey was observing that India11, in his full dress was such a heavy swell that it was a won de r he hadn't swamped them aud that the r easo n it was called full dress was because it was so full of Indian. Then the crowd clam be red out and made their way up to the road on which Grace Fuller's house was known to be. CHAPTER II. PARSON STANARD'S BA'TTLE. There were not many people about at that time of night, but the few were stared in unconcealed amazement at that strangely accoutered group. That did not tend to make them feel any more at ease, for they were desirous of attracting as little attention as possible. Mark soon discovered that they had made a blunder which was destined to cause lhem quite some inconvenience. In order to have as short a row as possible, they had headed straight across the river and landed north of Garrisons. Grace Fuller's home lay below the town. The result was that the seven masqueraders founc themselves under the unpleasant nec essity of passing completely through it in order to reach their destination. The class of persons who hang about the streets at eleven o'clock a t night are not the very best. The plebes soon dis covered that all the young hoodlums of the place were apparently abroad and waiting for a chance to annoy some one. It is ne edless to say that many comments, more or le ss witty, more or less loud and coarse, were passed upon our queerly dressed friends. To Mark this was a cause of no little alarm. He wished himself anywhere on earth except upon those streets. For he knew the excitable temper with which his wild Texas friend was blessed, and he feared a volcanic eruption any moment. Mark could restrain Texas up to a certain point; beyond that a regiment of soldiers could not stop him. They were passing at one time a saloon tow ard the lower end of the town. It was the l owe r part in more senses than one, iii-smelling and generally unpleasant. In front of this saloon three or four young fell ows were lounging. No sooner did the y catch sight of the plebes than instantly there was a cry. "Hey, fellers! Come out an' see de guys! Gee whiz, what togs!" In response to this shout a rude crowd of nearly a dozen tumbled out of the door to stare, taking no pains to conceal their amusement at the extraordinary sight. "Hully gee! D'y' ever see the beat?" roared one. "Go on, dem 's mugs from de circus!" laughed a second. "Hey, sonny, does yer mother know ycr out?" cried another, at which very '
.... r r t ARlllY AKll KA YY 1493 witty and original remark the crowd had a fit of laughter. During this rather unpleasant chaffing the seven had quietly crossed over to the other sicle of the stre et. For obvious reasons they were not seeking a quarrel, least of all would they haYe sought it here. This move was promptly noted by the gaua. There is nothing a tough likes than to see sollle sign of cowardice iu an adversary, especially if he be a weak-looking adversary, a "sure thing." There was a howl from the crowd. "Hooray! Look at 'em run!" "What cher 'fraid of, kids? Nobody wants to hurt yer." "Come over au' have a drink." ''Let's see yer run.!" To this the seven answered not a word, but merely hurriecl on. Mark wished that both his hands hacl not been done up in bandages, however. It was not tlat he wanted to fight, but that he wanted to hold Texas. He was on one side of this excitable youth and Dewey had him by the arm on the other. The timid Indian, who would have gone round the world sooner than look at a fight, was behincl, pushing Texas along as if he had been a baby carriage. In this peculiar fashion they were getting past admirably, though the Texan's finoers were twitching rather ominously, and his eyes were dancing with halfsuppressed excitement. The gang, however, had no idea of losing some promised sport in that way; the "guying" grew louder and more plentiful. "Look at de babies run! Gee! dey're 'fraid to look at us!" "Come on, boys, let's foller 'em. Let's see where dey're goin'." "Look a-here, Mark," began Texas, at that oint. "Look a-yere! I ain't a-goin' to stan' this hyar--" "Go on," said Mark, sternly. "Hnrry up, fellows." "But durnation, man--" "You'll have us all in jail, Texas! Not a word, I tell you. I--" ''Hey, dere, kids! Some o' you come back an' we'll leam you how to fight." By this time the cadets were well started down the street. Beyond talk the crowd had done nothing, except to fire one pebble, which had hit Indian. Poor In:lian hadn't made a sound; he was afraidof making Texas madder still. Indian regarded Texas about as one would a ton of dynamite. Mark had managed his friend so diplomatically, however, that he thought the danoer was all over. It never once entered b i11to Mark's head that anybody else m the seven would lose his temper. That proved to be the case, however. Chauncey, "the dude," and Parson Stauard, both of whom considered it un diguified to hurry, were lagging some what in the rear. The contrast of that white flanuel and black broadcloth was too much for the hoodlums. "Hully gee, look at de blackbird!" '"Ray for the preacher!" "Bet he's from Hostou. Hey, dere, beauc:;, where's yer specs?" Now it was right there that the trouble began. As we all know, Parson Stanard was from Boston. Moreover, as a true Bostonian he was proud of his native city, the cet1tre of American culture and refinement, cradle of liberty, etc., etc., etc. Parson Stanard was a very meek and scholarly gentleman. But there are some things that even a scholar will resent. The proverbial worm will turn, as any one who has ever baited a fish-hook can testify. As Webster has put it: "There is a limit to lnttnan endnrance at which patience ceases to be a virtue.'' To that limit Parson Stanard come. Willingly he would have let them poke fun at him. Perhaps even if they had seen fit to ridicule his wondrous Cyathophylloid coral he might have stood it in silence. They might have insulteci the immortal Dana's geology unharmed. But Boston and Bostonians? Never! Quick as a flash the Parson had whirled about. "By the gods!" he cried. "This is indeed intolerable, and by no means to be suffered unrebuked." 'Ray! 'ray! Bully gee! De preacher's a-goin' to make a speech!" "Let her rip, Boston! Fire away, Beans!" "Hit 'em again!" "Gentlemen--" That was as far as the Parson got.
1-1-9 AUMY Ai\D KAVY :\1ark had wheeled in alarm and dashed back to him. "For H eaven's sake, man he cried. "Stop! Can't you see--" '' 1 see,'' r esponded the Boston geolo gist, with dignity, "that these persons are altogether devoid of respect for ahem-my native city, the home of free dom. And I mean right here and on this spot to administer to them a rebuke that will last them until their dying day. I mean to SUllllllOn all the power of my ancestor's eloquence, all the weight of learning and logic I can command. I mean--" "Whoop! Speer:h! 'Ray for Boston! Git away, there, an' let him go on!" 'l'he Parsou had turned to continue his remarks. Mallory was still trying to stop him, however, and the crowd didn't like that. Neither did the Parson. "In the words of the immortal Hamlet," he criecl, "I comn1and you, 'Un hand me, gentlemen!' I will go on! \Vhen an orator, burning with the Prome thean fire of in spiratiou, feels surg in g up within him im1n0rtal words that clambe r for express i o n, when he feels wild pas sions tlnougiug in his breast, passions that cry to b e out and smiting the hordes of iniqnity, th e u I say, in. the words of the immortal Horace--" Here the parson rais e d his hands sol emnly and put on his b est Latin accent: "'Non civium ardor pta \'a jubentium, vnltus' in s t autis tyrannis ::\lent e quatit salida--' The Parson got no farther than that, thongh if it had been necessary h e could have cllante d the whole of the famous ode. Jnst then the affair came to a climax. The ton g h gang of course unders tood noti1ing of this classic oration, which onght to have moved their sonls to tears. All they knew was that that crazy gny was making a speech and promis in g no end of fnn. It would be great sport to have a scrap and "push his slats in" at the end of the proceedings. And accord ingly they raised a shout of delight, in terspersed with many encouraging com ments, sw earing with no mild profanity at the rest of the seven, who were trying to stop the speech. And then suddenly from the rear a deca y ed p otato came flying and struck the learne d Parso n full in the m outh! Can yo u illlagin e a mar b l e statue turnin g r e d with rage? Tha t comes abou t as n ea r as a nything t o desc ribing, wha t hap p e n e d t o th e scholml y ancl s o l emn ora t o r at that outrageo u s iu sult. A t h ous a n d things c ontribute d t o hi s a nger. The p a in, the di sg r ace the ru de n es s in inter rupting him in the mids t o f tha t wonder ftll p oem! Truly it was e n o u g h t o make the very d o g s o f Rome ri se up 1n rage and mutiny!" The Parson was n o t a d og, but h e ro se and he r o s e with a v e ngeance In bet, he se emed fairl y to t o wer up bef o r e his sta r tled enemies He dre w o n e d ee p breath, rais e d his .l1and s to the stars (for even then the P a r so n c o uld do nothing hastily ) and in\'o k ed the a id of his nine Ol ympian Immo r ta l s ; and the n with a r oar of fury shut hi s fists a n d plunged like a n an g r y bull into the ve ry midst of his a s t ounde d assa il ants Parso n Stanard h ad h ad o n e fight be for e this as histor y re cords it. A f ew cadets n o m o r e respectful of h is gen i u s and l earning tha n these yo tm g t o u g h s. had ti e d him in a sa c k a nd dragged him about the Cavalry Plain The Parson h ad g otte n ou t of t ha t sack a n d e m ployed his g eo logic a l ''pr e h e n s ile" musc l es to the sa m e effect as he was employin g t hen1 now. The r es u l t was a sight for the edifi. cation o f those immorta l gods o f hi s The P a r so n r ea ll y co ul d h i t, a n d wa: well u p in the theory a n d formulas of boxing a s h e was in everything e l se And 'every time h e s m o t e hi s adver sa r ies, who m h e t erme d '' P h i ll is ti nes, ''he ca ll ed to witness so m e new de ity of o l d ; finally ha ving exha u s t ed his availabl e s t ock, he wa s f o rc e d t o c ontent himself wi t h H e r cules A c h ill es, a n d the rest of t h e d e m i gods and heros. But h e stlll w h ac k e d j u s t as hard a s ev er. Of course the rest of the p lebes h a d not bee n sl o w to rus h t o h i s a i d l\1ar k co u ld do nothing, f o r hi s h ands were h o r s d u comba t. But a s f o r the r es t of tbe m it would have b ee n h a rd t o find muc h b ette r fighters i n the Ac a d e m y T e x a s, o f course wa s a perfect g i a n t He plungecl b ack a n d forth through tha t crowd, sweeping ev e r ything b e fore hilll. Indian' s method was exactly sitnilar, ex-
ARMY AXD KAYY 14!).) cept that the terrified lad shut his eyes and hit anything he met, from trees to posts. Chauncey adopted his usual tactics of leading half a dozen of the enemy to cl1ase him, and then getting them all breatJJ!ess from trying to follow his dodging figure. As for the rest of them, Sleepy backed himself against the wall (Sleepy seldom stood np without leaning against something) and thus kept his assailants at bay; ancl lastlv, Dewey hovered around Mark to protect him from danger. Mark was like a huge battleship without any powder. Sometimes we wish that history were different and that we could fix things as we like. It would have made excellent reading if the gallant Parson had been a second Samson among these 11ew Phillistines, and if the gallant plebes had put the rowdies to flight. But they didn't. The first savage onslaught came very near doing this, bnt the crowd speedily rallied, and being of far superior nunl bers, soon turned the tide. Roughs are by no means inexperienced fighters, and moreover, they do not scorn the use of sticks and brickbats when obtainable. Things began to look vety squally indeed for the cadets. The Parson was down and being sat on, walked on, and danced op. Indian lwd gotten off the track and was still bliuclly fighting the air half a block up the street. Chauncy was breathless, and Sleepy was tired. Moreover, one of the cowardly gang had discovered Mark's plight, and having subdued Dewey, was punching Mark at his leisure. Texas alone was uncouquered. Texas h'adn't had half enough fight to snit him, and was still merrily plunging about the scene and through the crowd, working those cowboy arms like windmills. But Texas, alas, wasn't able to hit every one at once, and so the plot conti1111ed to thickeu. An interruption, when it came a minute later, was very welcome indeed to the plebes. -Somebody started a cry that brought confusion to the loafers. It was "Police! police!" The "scrap" terminated abruptly; the "scrapP.ers" got up on their feet; and after that there was a wild scurrying m every directim1. Three watchmen attracted by the noise, had suddenly appeared upon the scene. Now the Seven Devils were, for obvious reasons, as much afraid of cops as their opponents. Texas did everlastingly hate to stop right in the midst of the fun, but he was the only one that shared that feeling; the rest sighed with relief when they realized at last that they were far out of town and beyond danger. Then they sat down by t!1e side of a little stream and began to wash away the signs of their injuries, woDdering what else would happen before long to rencler them still less ilt to pay their visit. And that was the end of Parson Stanard's battle. CHAPTER III. THE LONG DELAYED VISIT. Oh, but Grace Fuller's was an imposing house, when finally the plebes managed to find it! It was big and brilliantly lighted, with high old-fashioned porticos. There were spacious grounds about it, too, and tall menacing iron gates in front that made the dubious-looking plebes feel very dubious indeed. As for poor Chauncey, he was simply floored. "I'll not go in," he vowed indignantly. "Bah Jove I look like a deuced coal heaver. Suppose there should be a lot of people, there don't cher know?" That suggestion was a new one for the rest and it made them gasp. They hadn't counted on seeing any one but Grace, aild the idea that she might have invited a lot of girls to entertain them was indeed startling, and they talked it over for at least ten min n tes before t lJ ey Yen turecl another move. The final decision was the fate of the nation should be left to Indian the only repsectable man in the crowd. Indian was to go, and if he found that any one else had been invited to that "party" he was to make a break for the door and fly. Otherwise why then they 1night be induced to show themselYes. Inclian didn't like the idea a bit, but the rest threatened him with horrors unnameable until he consented. Then he crept up timidly and rang the bell while the others lay in the bushes and hid. The sight of the man who came to the door reassured the trembling yonng hero
"' AHMY A.ND NAVY somewhat, for it w as George the butler who had once set off smne cannon for the Seven Devils and turned West Point topsy tmvy. A moment Jater Grace Fuller herself appeared in the hallway a vision of }0\eliness that made the rest wish they were Indian. The six hearcl her inquire anxiously for them; and then they heard Incli : m begin to stammer and stutter furiously putting in a "Bless m y soul!" every few syllables and making the others grit their teeth with rage. "Plague take him!" muttered ::\lark. 'He'll give it all away." He did that in a very short while, for a fact; he had not four;d out who w as inside at all wh e n suddenlY Grace Fuller sprang out upon the piazza. "If yon boys are out there," she called, "yon might as well come in and make yourselves at home. Nobody cares how yon 'redressed." After tha t, of course, there was nothing for them to do but come, as gracefully as they could, which was very ungracefully indeed. They m a rched sbeepish:y up the path in single file, each trying to be last. How they ever got the courage to get into the door nobody knew, but they did svmehow, making a group which almost caused the dignified butler to commit the heinous sin of smiling, and which made Grace Fuller fairly go into hyste rics. However, they were in, which was sometl1ing. And that memorable "party" had begn n. lt wasn't much of a party, fortunately for the Seven Devils' peace of mind. As it turned out, Grace Fuller hadn't half expecte d them to come. She was afraid they wouldn' t dare take the risk. Here Master Chauncey Van Rensslaer (hero of the smutty white flannel) got in a Ch es terfielflian complimet1t, the drift of which is left to the reader's imagination. Then the girl went on to explain the dilemma she had been in, not knowing whether to prepare for them or not, which promptly "reminded" Dewey of a story. "Story," said he, "abollt a tenclerfoot who went hunting out West, b'gee, and he came across a beast that he thought was a deer, and then again he had half an idea was a calf. So he looked at his gun and at the beast, and didn't know what to do. That was the dilemma, b'gee, and the w ay he got over it was away you might have tried for the party. He shot to hit it if it was a deer, and miss it if it was a calf, b 'gee.'' Told in l\laster Dewey's interesting way that broke the ice and then every hocly settled clown to haYe a good time. Judge Fuller came clown stairs a few minutes later and was iutroduced to the seven, who llacl, so he surmised politely, expected a masquerade bal l. That made the111 more at ease; they wondered why they hadn't thought of that excuse themselves, and Parso n Stanard (gentleman in the clerical costume with a rip up the back) promptly corraled the judge up in one corner a n d started him on the sub jf'ct of the Substance and Attributes of Spinoza, and the Transcendent a l Analytic of Kant. Meanwhile Grace Fuller was eutertaining the rest. As Dewey had predicted, she wa11ted to thank :vlark, though she didn't fall on his neck. She must needs have the story of the gallant rescue told all over again by the rest of the se en, a proceeding which so embarrassed Mark that he went over t o learn a b o u t Spinoza and Kant. He would not until Grace went to the piano t o sing for them. After that Texas hauled out a mouthorgan, and .gave a genuine cowboy jig which moved the Parson, at Judge Full er's in vitation, to render Professor Soand-So's latest theory a s to the tune in the parabasis of a Greek comedy. That scared the m all away from the piano, and D ewey told the story of the circus, which he did so vividly that Texas got excited and wanted to lasso something even starting to undo the rope at his waist and show Grace how it was clon e He was finally persuaded that there wasn't room in the parlor, and then to cool him off they wc.nt in ancl h ad some ice cream. Texas hadn't every seen at:Jy of that, and he was very much inter ested indeed, though he wonld persist in blowing on it to warm it. Texas en tertained the rest very much by wishing "the boys" could be there to watch him eat it; hadn' t h ad so mnch fun since the Salvation Armv raided the ranch and all the boys got r eligion. Then somebody di scov ered that it was
ARM Y D A \'Y 1497 late, and time for that curious visit to terminate. Perhaps it was Judge Fuller, who hadn't b ee n able to escape from the tenacious Parso n all eYening Anyway, they started on their r eturn trip, which was destined to proye Ulomentous, after a leav etaking which was affecbng all round. W e shall not stop to follow them to the boat, but move on to another place where more lively tlungs were happeniug, ably in 1\lark 1\lallor; 's adventmes; it was destined to figure just a little more. Smithers, it seemed, was jus t then en gaged in getting out of HiglilanC. Falls; it was rathe r late at uigl1t, in fact Sun day morning, but a cir cus is a thing that has to keep moving. It was scheduled for a place way up the State on Monclay, and so every one was h;ud at work. There was a long railroad train drawn up at the station a short way from the Ol'>E OF THE BUFFALO'S SHARP HORNS CRUSHED THROUGH THE BOAT'S SIDE WITH A SNAP (p11ge !!;01>). things that were going to cause th e Seven Devils no end of excitement before they were through. For out in the middle of the Hudson in a leaky tub is by no means as safe a situation as in bed at Camp Mc Pherson, as the plebes were soon to learn. They had their night's fun before them. Smithers' World Renowned Circus ( !) was tl!e cause of all the trouble. Smith ers' circus has already figured consider-circus grounds. The !.Jig tents w e r e all aboard and likewise the most of Mr. Smithers' World Renowned ( !) p erform ers; the "Magnificent Menagerie'' was being moved when the trouble began. '"fhe wonderful trick elephant w<.>s safely shut up in his corner of one car, and likewise Smasher, the fierce 111Jtan.ed Texas bronco ridden by no man-except "Jeremiah Powers, son of the Hon.
1+98 AmfY AND 'Scrap' Powers, Ci' Hurricane County, Texas." The single degenerate specimen of a laughing hyena, tau hungry and disgruntled to laugh at anything, had also joined the family party. Last of all was a solitary and stray specimen of a buffalo, making up the quartette which composed that much advertised menagerie. One woulcl not have thought that buffalo had in him the capacity for causing any trouble; he was a very lean old buffalo-in fact, everything about Smith ers' circus was lean. Even the li\ing skeleton used to complain of hunger. This buffalo bull was old and ragged, reminding one of a moth-eaten rug; and he had a very mild and subdued look about his eyes Nobody thought him capable of a rebellious action, for he u sed to trot around the ring daily for the edification of the country people and occa ...aonally he submitted to a yoke and helped rhe wild elephant get some one of the circus wagons out of a muddy place in the ro ad Animals are wily, howe\er; perhaps this beast had just been actiug to get a reputation for harm less ness, so that when he did come to rebel he might be sure of success, For to put the whole matter into a nutshell, that buffalo ran away that night. He took matters into his own hands during the course of the move to the train. They wheeled his cage to the box car and put the door up close and then prodde d him to make him move. He moved, but he did not go into the car; instead he poked his shoulders in between the car and the cage ancl pushecl. Before the sleepy circus hands coulrl realize what had happened, he was standing in the middle of the street, waving his tail with much friskiness and gusto. Of comse the re was excitement. Smithers came up hot and panting, and after having first sworn at the beast, got an armful of hay and triecl to steal a march on him. The beast waited just long enough to show his scorn for such artifices, and theu, with a bellow of defiance, wheeled clumsi1y about and started on a trot up the track. There was more excitement then. Of comse Smithers had to shout and likewise the other circus men, and ditto the loungers in the neighborhood. That woke np the town; and when a country town wakes up at night there i s no telling when the will stop. Some people solace themselves by shouting murder under such circumstances; others prefer fire; but however that may be, there are sure to be bells r:ingi ng and everybody peering out of their windows to find out if by any chance they b ad been mnrdered without knowing it. Anyhow, that was the way it happened in Highland Falls. Smithers leaped upon a h orse and started to lead in the chase; it wc.s a cloudy night, but the moon came out on occaswns and just then Sn1ithers could very plainly see the much buffalo trotting serenely head up the railroad track. Behind the proprietor were the r es t of the circus perfonners, professors and madams and likewise all the freaks except the fat lady. Behind them was a nondescript m ass of townspeople, farmers and small boys, all out to see the fun and all shouting so as to assme them selves they were having it. That was about as strange a procession of humanity as the West Shore road haci ever seen; but the buffalo knew nothing about it. His mind was filled with the indescribable joy of freedom, a sensation which we Americans are supposed to have at all times. He was shaking his h ead and his tail defiantly, a nd also shak ing a leg as he skurried on up the track. The proprietor never gained an inch, thongh he kept his horse going for dear life. It is less than a mile from Highland Falls to West Point; the buffalo put that distance behind him in no time, but n o t long after that he struck a snag. The road enters a long black tunnel at 'Ves t Point. The bull didn't like the looks o f that tunnel; neitl1er did he like the loob of Smithers, who was sweeping up in th e rear. To make matters worse, there came a roaring sound from the tunnel and a glare of light-the night express. That was too much; the bull plunged down the bank and into tile river. A few minutes more and be was far out from shore and a mere black spot upon the water. Having deserted om friends the Seven Devils, we thus find our way to them agatn. For the plebes, yon remember, I i I J
I t ,.. ARMY ASD K A YY 1499 were pulling their heavy old tub across that river when we left them, a nd their course was such that it took them very near to that buffalo indeed. And that was how the fun began. CHAPTER IV. TEXAS liAS SOME EXCITEMENT. The Seyen DeYils were having a firstrate time just then. lu the first place they were returning in triumph from a daring venture, about which to tell the angry cadets next morning was a de li ght to look forward to. Then besides, Master Dewey had hit upon a schem e for their edification. Indian, the fat boy, so Dewey vowed, was taking u p more room a nd sinking the boat more tha n anybody else. It was on l v fair that India n s h o uld be made to That t errible sentence was now being carried into effect, aud poor Indian was in the las t s tages of perspiration and exhaustion, when the s h o res of the river echoed"with t he shouts of enconragement from the others. It was because they were 111 akin g so much noise that they d id not a t first perceive the excite m ent that was taking place on shore. They h ea rd the r oa r of the train as it came throngh the tunnel, and they w atched it whirl from the station and around a bend in the river. But Smithers and his circus hands they did not observe for a long time after that. They were too bnsy exhorting poor Indian. By the time that buffalo had been in the water some t e n minutes, however, the crowd had increasecl in 1111111ber t o a mob, and t .hen all the Seven Devils' hilaritv could llO t <'lrown their shouts. The row i n g stopped abruptly, a n d the piebes turned in surprise and alarm to stare a t the spectators w h o lined the s h ore, just barel y visible in the half-hidden m oonlight. And a moment later a loud snort and a splash was heard in the water very near them. Mr. S1nithers' buffalo had n o t qnite calculated 011 the size of that river, and he was beginning to get tired. B e dared not go back t o the shore, ancl so when he made out a black object in front he made for that in a h mry. The object was the Seven De vi Is' boat The s tate of mincl of the latter may be imagined They saw the crowd; and they heard them shouting warnings to "Look out!" "It's something from the circus!" cried Mark. "Something's got away!" "Row for your lives!'' roared the people on the shore. All possiiblity of that was gone, how e\'er, for the simple reason that the rower, the timid and terrified Indian, had dropped his oars into the water, leaped up from sea t and began t0 howl. The others, uncer t ai n as to what the rapidly approach1ng animal could be, only added to the excitement. Texas at the first shout had h an l ed ont a huge reYolver aud was stattding in the bow with a desperately tragic air ready for anything in the whole realm of nature. "Oo-oo !" howled Indian. "It's the elephant!" That cau s ed still more alarm, so that the heavily-weighted old boat began to ship w ater iu great style. But just then the suspense was ended by the moon's" appearance from behind a cloud; that showed them the huge buffalo, a sight by no means comforting, even if it was better than an elephant run amuck. The bull was a huge one even if he was thin; he swam with his head way out of the water, tossing his shaggy mane angrily. Having been hunted and shouted at for some tin1e, the ugly beast was beginning to get mad now, and his little e yes were gleaming. When he saw the boat and its crowd he turned and started away with all his might; for he saw in them only new enemies trying to capture him. At tha t the plebes sighed with relief, you may readily imagitJe. They were helpless prisoners on tha t boat, and if the bull had come for them they would have been in d anger. The danger was past now. There was one factor, howe\'e r, that the seven had not counted on. They forgot that they had a wild Texas cowboy on board, a cowboy with ''sporting blood" and a tendency to h 1111 t for excitement. Nobody had been watching Texas since that bull hove into sight. Nobody saw that he was dancing about, his fingers twitching and his nes sparkling. Nobody had see n him thru;;t the revoher
1500 ARMY AND NAVY into his b elt and begi n fumbling a b out his w a ist. Nobody s a w him fling his f avorite "ro pe" t o the breeze and b egin to whirl it about hi s h ea d. The fir s t inkling the y had of an y d a n ger was when to their d escribable h o rr o r they s a w the noo s e s a il through the a ir, ho \'ering a nd twisting ; saw it settle comfortably about the hug e b east's n eck; a nd saw the mighty T e x a n y ank it tight with a whoo p of triumph. Things happeued after that. Thos e on shore could not make out just what, though the moon w a s still bri ght; but they saw the occupants of the boat rush forward in t o the bow and a moment later saw the boat whirl around and set out down stream in pursuit of the buffalo, see1nin g ly propelled by some magic hand. It w a s exciting for the Seven D e vil s The bull was wild with ftuy, and w a s plunging through the wate r at a great rate. Texas h a d wrapped the rope a b out the bow, and was playing his fis h s ometiling after the fashion of the line man in a whale boat. As for the boat itse lf, it was mostly unde r water, ancl splashing and plunging dangerously. But T e x a s didn't care for that; he only yell e d the louder and scared his prisoner into still greater exertions. The others who were not quite s o much infected with the excitement, looked to see their heavily-laden boat founder any mom e nt. Mark even went so far a s to inquire who could S\vim, a question which set poor Indian (who couldn't) into howls; Indian was snre that his time had co1ne; that the others (who could) would go off and l e ave him to peri s h bene ath the gurgling black water. He took a pi e liminary hold on the Parson's 'Coat-tails to make sure that he w a s n o t d e s e rted. The interesting trip did n o t l as t v e ry long, however, for the simple r e ason tha t the buffalo got tire d. His spee d r e l a xed, and finally he stopped entirely and turne d around to glare at the bo a t and hi s captors who were in it. Texas, without a word, removed the rope from where he had fastened it, and calmly proceeded to haul the animal in. He didn't pay a bit of attention to the remonstrances of the others, whose aim it was to keep the creature away; Texas was managing this, he told them, and he was going to finish that job i f h e h ad t o drown the buffalo and the m, t oo doggone their boots N ea r e r and nearer came the savage be a s t, be ll o wing furiously, churning the w a t e r all abo u t him, and shaking his h ea d like a n a ngry pickerel might do unde r s imil a r circumstances. There was never a fishenm:n cooler than Texas, ho w e ve r, and t here were few of them every c a u ght a stranger fish. Texas w a s h andieappecl, however, by the f ac t tha t though he had pl enty of stre ngth to d raw h is prize to him, he h a d none t o keep it away. And the wh o le bus in ess fai l ed because of that. Whe n the bull got within a few feet of the b oa t he lowered h is head and 111ade one m ore d as h. This time l1e rushed toward the boat instead of away, aud he met with more Ruccess. The s eve n scattered to the bow and .:;tern wh e n they saw their danger; an instant later o n e of t h e sharp h oms of the enraged creature struck tl1e side and crushed thro u g h the wood with a SI)ap, keeling the boat 0\er a u d seucliug its occupants flyin g through the air. And that w a s the last the shoutiug spectators on t h e s h o r e c o ul d see for the cloud<> s w ept o v e r the moo n again, and nothiug was audibl e but the hoarse bellows of the buffal o and a few smothered cries from th::: water. CHA PTER V SEVEN LUNATICS AND A REPORTER. The r e w as not a boa t to be seen anywhe re, s o the crowd was helpless and h o rrifi e d The only thing t hat pre\ented a serious a c c ident was first the fact that the bo a t was \'ery near to the shore, and second tha t the furious beast had gotten his h orns well wedged into the wood so that h e c o ul d n o t chase the plebes if he had w a n t e d t o M ark M a llory was a s trong swin11ner, as t h os e who r e member his rescue of Grace Fulle r c a n testify; his Lands wf're all bandaged u p w hich interfered with him c o n s id e ra b l y, b u t he had gotten off his c oat in expectation of some such smash-up as this a n d so h e wos able to take care of himself. The 01Ily person who n ee ded h elp was Indian As Dewey had said, India n was too fat to sink; he fairly bounced about on the top of the
ARMY AND NAVY 1501 he was again, driving buffalo in the Hudson. And there was Professor Salva tori, too, still in his old tennis blaze r, t alking to the cowboy without a trace of anger. Truly it was puzzling. w a t e r s omething after the fashion of a b nbble. He w a s scare d none the less, however, a nd his y ells and gurgles made the h o nifi_ e d people on the shore imagine h e w as bemg gored to death. S e v era l of the plebes o-ot him by the h ai r of his round little and towed him in, whe r e l1e was pulled ashore by s o me ou e The othe rs straggled in one by oue, l\Iark and the dignifi e d Chauncey, who co u si cl c r e d it bad form to h u rrv -' counng l ast. Once on laud they stared a t eac h othe r in dis g ust, while the crowd gathe r e d about the m to ask questions; al](l the n sudde nl y Mark gave an exc l amatio n of al arm. He noticed that o u e of th c s e y e n w as mi ssing. \Vh e re's Texas?" he cried That w as the fir s t time any one had m i s sed the g allant cowboy; for, sure enough, h e was not there. "Th:1t r o p e was tie d about his w a i s t, shoute d D e w e y. "He couldu't get away!" D e we y m ade a clash for the water, se v e ral of the others at his heels. But at tha t m o m ent a voice was heard from the darknes s that made them stop in surprise. "You f e ll e rs needn't be a-comin' ou t hya r f o me," said the voice. "Durna tion, I'm a-gittin' in all right, only it's s low Git up, thar, you durnation ole coyote of a buffalo, you, doggone your boots, git up!" The sight which loomed up in the darkness a few minutes later was ratl1 e r a startling one. There was the huge s h aggy buff a lo, exhausted and subdued, but still swimming, and there was the hilarious Texas mounted on hi s back! Tha t insult and indignity h ad taken all the spirit out of the beast; h e was allowing himse lf to be steered meekly by the l1orns, and when he scrambled up the bank he allowe d Smithers' men to tie him up without a word of protest, the triumphant cowbo y still keeping his seat. And that was the end of the excitement. The amazement of Smithers, the proprietor of the circus, may be imagined. The last time he had seen Texas was while Mark Mallory (Professor Salvatori) had been making a speech t o the crown in the dime muse nm tent, when Texas had made an attack upon the professor and been chased ont of the to wn Here There were other people thought that, too, as the seven ontlandishly costumed creatures turned and started to hurry away. Nobody there had the least idea who they were; the id ea of their being cadets had never occurred to a soul-that is, except to one. It is our purpose to tell about him now. He was a young man, spty and chipper. In one hand he held a rather portly notebook and in the other a fountain pen. He had been making all sorts of inquiries of Smithers and his men, assuming the killingly business-like air always worn by young r eporters, who think thereby to l1ide the fact that they are young. This young reporter thought he had right !Jere the chance of his lifetime to make himself famous. He saw a chance for three columns on the first page about the things that had happened to Smithers' circus that day and he meant to work that chance for every word it was worth. As we have said, a vague sort of an idea had flitted across his mind that they were cadets; if they were they would not want to tell; but also if they were it would mem1 a still bigger chance for him. And he registe red a solemn vow that he was going to trace this m ystery up if he died for it. So when l1e saw the seven sneak away he followed and spoke to them, notebook in hand. "Gentlemen," said he, "I wish you would let me have your names and full particulars about this matter. I'm a reporter, from the New York Globe, and I must get the facts." The alarm which his announcement created served to increase his suspicions. The seven held a consultation, at the end of which one of them, evidently their leader, responded: "We can't give our names. ''Why not?" inquired the reporter. "We don' t want to." "Well, I've got to get them, that's all." "But you won't." "Well, you watch me and see."
1502 ARMY AND NAVY "Do you mean you're going to f ollow us?'' "That's exactlv what I do.'; "What! Yon dnrnation little coyote, you, doggone your boots, I'll--" "Shut np, Texas. Come here.'' ''After that there was another c o n sultation; it ended in a m os t surprising and, to the reporter, unexpected mo'\'e. The seven wheeled abont and dashed away at top speed into the wuods. The reporter saw the rnse, and he chuc kl ed merrily to himself; two can play at that game, he thonght, and set out in pursuit. We who know who the senn wer e can readily n .nderstand that he had no trouble in keeping them in sight. Indian would have made a first-rate centre rush on a football team, but as a long distance runner he was "nu go." So the seven gave up in disgust and despair, and let thereporter catch up to them again. Texas' temper had been rising during this brief sprint, and when he stopped he reached for his wet revolver. "I'll stop him," he muttered. "Durn ation, I'll scare him till blue." "It won't do any good," said Mark, holding his excitable friend back. "He's got an idea we are cadets, aud he'll say so in the paper anyhow. Then there'll be an investigation, and out we go .'' "Oo-oo !" wailed Indian, still gasping for breath. "I wish we hadn't come. Bless my soul "What'll we do then?" growled Texas, speaking to Mark, who still held him back. "\Ve've simply got to fool him," declared Mark. "We've got to make him think we're somebody else. It's going to !Je hard work, too." The reporter had been watching them from the distance during tl1is. He saw them talkint:: tog ether in c onsultation for some ten minutes more, and then o ne of th eir number, the on e with the bandaged hands, step ped out and spoke td him. "I suppose there's no use trying to fool you," said he. "Come np here and we'll tell you who we are. You may be able to hel p us, anyway." Extract from the New York Glohe, a special late edition Of! S1mday morning: "EXTRA! EXTRA! "Brutality in an Asylum! "Inmates Driven to Desperation bv Outrages! "Special to the Globe. "The Harrowing Tale of Se\'eii Escaped Lunatics. ':Garrisons, N. Y., August II.-The Globe is enabled to present to its readers to-clay a tale of of-fici a l cruelty such h as se l dom been kuown in this State. This extraordinary series of incideuts discovered by the matchless enterpri<:e and indomitable persistence of the Globe m e n a n d will be found in this paper elusively. R e ad the Globe 1 (This w as in big type acro,:s the top o f the first page; below it was a huge picture, labe l ed, "Fac es of the Seveu Luna tic.s Sktrhed by a Globe Artist 011 the Spot." Afte r that w e re half a doze n col umns of the "news.") "The Adventures of tl1e Se,en! "Wild Doings of the Escaped Lunatics WhiGh L ed to their Identification. ''A Raid Upon a Cir cus "The re was intense excitement in Highland Falls to-c'lay. Dri,en t o d esperation by the excess ive cnH'tlties, all of which are d'=scrib ed in another part of the paper in the very word s of the unfortuna t e w retches, the latter forced their wa y from the as ylum and took Highland Falls bv sturm. One o f them, a l ad from T exas, 'with a hi story that is perfectly h arrowing i n its details (see se\enth column) r a n amuck and nearlv killed the proprietor of the circus by la ssoi11g hin1 and dragging him round the ring (page two, third column). After that he re le ased o n e of the b uffal os in the show and r one the animal out into the ri, er. "The seven have now d isappeared into the wood s The mayor of Highland Falls is organizing a searching party to recapture them. The lunatics haYe \ o\\crl to die first; they consented to t alk t o tl1e Globe reporter only because, knowing the great influ ence of the paper, they thought that the outrages might be sup pressed. "This will sure l y be done. The Globe is already draughting a bill f o r the
ARMY AND NAVY new legislature, abolishing the frightful house of torture. lt is the New York Home for the Insane, its precise location being as yet unascertained. The officials of the place have kept the escape of the prisoners a secret through fear of having their nefarious practices made public. But the enterprise of the Globe has thwarted them. "The tale told by the wretched prisoners is abuost beyond belief. They are dangerous, all of them, showing their delusions in ev:!ry act, though con stan tl y protesting that they are not mad. One of them wears a dilapidated clerical cos tmne and preached a most extraordinary sermon ''bile the others were telling their stories to tl1e reporter. Another wears a hell-boy's 11niform, and persists in run ning an elevator at all times, though he is the son of a prominent washington offi cia I. ''The man from Texas flourished a lasso and a revolver and seemed under the delusion that the Globe reporter's notebook was meant for target practice. An idea of the risks run by those who procured this extraordinary news may be gained when it is said that it was only by the 11hnost cunning that the reporter managed to prevent this wild creature. from shooting him. The maniac danced about and shouted strange cowboy ex clamations during the whole proceedings. ''Still another of the seven was a rather stout and seemingly harmless person who persisted in claiming that he was a head waiter. He wore a tattered dress suit and amused himself in collecting tips. The reporter conlcl get no leisure to take notes except by feeing this extraordinary char-acter continually. "Number fi"e was clad in a most remarkable outing suit and spoke with a deci ded Loudon accent. Apparently his only idiosyncracy was the idea that he \vas a baronet. The rest informed t:1e reporter that his father was a noted criminal and formerly a bootblack, but this was indignantly denied by the Englishman, who grew quite violent and vowed that he would not stand the insult. "Another had perhaps the strangest delusion of all. He persisted in calling hi111self the "Sleeping Beauty," though no one less beautiful could possibly be imagined. He dozed incessantly during the interview, and his companions stated that he seldom did anything else while in the institution where they were impris oned. The unfortuates spoke mournfully of the frightful amount of work they had been compelled to do there. They are evidently fearful of having to return, but th.is the Globe is determined to prevent. "The most horrible specimen among the maniacs is mentioned last. He is a tall and exceedingly handsome young man, anc1 to ali appearances is perfectly sane. He stated that he had been incarcerated in that institution by a cruel uncle, who has thus defrauded him of his rights. This uncle he continually referred to as 'Uncle Sam.' "This young man offered to show the reporter his back, which was bruised by blows inflicted upon him by cruel tormentors, his superiors who objected to some trifling acts of his. Also both of his hands were completely b:mdaged; he bad been tortnred by fire It makes one shudder to think that such things can be in this Nineteenth Century of ours. "In concluding this introductory article the Globe wishes to call the attention of its readers to its extraordinary enterprise in securing this absolutely first account. The paper's servants ran lllost terrible risks in venturing into the woods with these desperate maniacs. Yet such sacrifices the search for truth demands. "The Globe intends to probe this mat ter to the .very bottom. A special corps of detectives has been engaged, and our readers may rest assured that this first account will be supplemented by all pos sible details. Etc., etc., etc., etc." Can you imagine how the Seven Devils howled when that paper arrived at West Point? They have scarcely stopped yet. [THE END.] The next West Point novelette by Lientenant Frederick Garrison, U. S. A., will b e entitled "l'.1arkMallory's Cleverness; or, Turning the Tallies on the Enemy. : Army and Navy No. 33
Clif Faraday in Jeopardy; CHAPTER I. A CONSPIRACY. "What! You don't mean it?" "It's true, Kelley.'' "But how-great Scott! Sharpe, the thing is impossible. He's aboard the Mononaghela. You say she sailed the other day from New London." "That's true, too, but I saw Clif Faraday and that chump of a friend of his, Jo y, in a boat down at the wharf not ten minutes ago." "I can't believe it." "Do you think that I could mistake Clif Faraday?" "No, I guess not. You hate him as much as I do, Sharpe. But how in the name of all that's wonderful did he get in here in a yacht's boat?" "There's been a rescue at sea or something by the Monongahela, I suppose. I didn't stop to make any inquiries, I can tell you. When I looked down from the wharf and saw Lieutenant Cole and Faro day and a lot of fellows from the practice ship, I was in a blue funk, I scooted to beat the band.'' ''Afraid they would arrest you for desertion, eh ?" "Yes. I know that shot I fired in Flannigan's saloon in New London the time Crane and I were trying to do up Trolley didn't kill anyone, but I thought it did." "And you are not going back to the Academy?'' "I don ;tthink. Notmuch. I would get fired anyway, and it would kick up no end of a mul1dle. I am tired of the life and I'd rather be out of it. I can get my old man to square matters after a while, or, At the Mercy of His and until that time I'll keep out of sight down here.'' "Sensible idea. I am glad I'm out of the Academy myself. It's no place for a gentleman when they allow povert y stricken cads like Faraday to enter. him!" ''You have cause to hate the fello\v, there's no doubt about that. It wa s through him that you were dismissed last June. Wasn't it something to do with a fire in the Laboratory building?'' Kelley,. ex-naval cadet, nodded as if he did not care to pursue the subject. The part he had taken in the affair was n o credit to him as he well knew. The two speakers 'vere standing under the shelter of an awning in the main street of Lewes, Delaware. A drizzlin g rain had been falling all afternoon, and the day seemed destined to end in damp ness and storm. It was while Sharpe had been hastenittg from the wharf that he suddenly encoun tered a former comrade at the United States Naval Academy. It was a mutual surprise, and the two stopped to talk over old times. Kelley was clad in rough clothes similar to those worn by merchant sailors, aud the other found it hard to connect him with the trim, good-looking cadet he had previously known. Fate had treated Kelley as he deserved. A headstrong, unscrupulous youth with a mean, petty nature, he had found hi s level as a foremast hand on a coasting schooner then lying in the harbor at Lewes. Sharpe had been a cadet corporal on board the Monongahela, but after the
ARi\fY NAYY 1505 shooting scrape in New London had fled, and had gone to this quaint village to secure a hiding pace with a relative. it happened that this pair of worthies had met in this unexpected ner, and in this old-fashioned village. They were so engros sed in their discussion of these particul ars a nd of the equally surprising appearance of their former <:omrades upon the sce n e tha t they failed to notice for a time that there was a com-Faraday will recognize us. There he is with Lieutenant Cole." "Yes, I see him," growled Kelley. "Blast him! I'd like to get one more chance at him. Wouldn't I--" "Come," exclaimed Sharpe, drawing his companion into a side street. "Ah, this is better. Now we can talk it over. I don't bear ti1at upstart any more love than you do. If we could only lure him away from the boat we could do him ''JUMP TUM, KELLEY," SHOUTED SHARPE. "NOW IS OUR CHANCE!" (pa.ge1511). motion at the foot of the street upon which they stood. But after a time Sharpe happened to glance toward the water fr ont and gave a start as he discerned a group of naval cadets approaching. "Thunder! this won't do!" he ex claimed, grasping his companion's arm. "I forgot all abont those fellows. 'We'll have to &et out of sight or that cad up in great shape. What do you say?" "I'm in for anything," muttered Kelley. ''We might drug him and have him sent to Navassa Island or some other out of the way place "I don't know about drugging Fara day. That's been tried on him several times and I am afraicl it won't work with him again. Do you know, Kelley, I hate that fellow so that I wouldn't mind
1506 ARMY AND )l"AVY smashing in his head if I thought I would not be found out." A look of vindictive hate came across the speaker's face that for an startled even his hardened companion. "Ah, well," exclaimed Kelley, with a short laugh, "First catch your hare, you know. That' s what puzzles me. It won't do to let him see us while he is with his gang or there will be the deuce to pay. We can't decoy him to some quiet spot with a letter because he don't know a ny body in this town." "No, and it won't do to waylay him and knock him on the head. We might not get a good chance, and besides, this town in so small that everybody knows all that is going on in it." "vVell, what will we do? You know the lay of the land here better than I do.'' Sharpe knit his brows and gave to the problem a concentration of thought worthy a better cause. So absorbed in their unholy plot were the pair that they did not see the approach of a lad of about ten or twelve, barefooted and with a shock of yellow hair sticking out of a tattered straw hat. "Hello, uncle Tharpe!" lisped the newcomer as he halted before them, 'thome of them thailor fellerth like you utheci to be has just landed here a nd 1 'm going to thee them. Don't you want ter come along?') Sharpe gave a sudd e n start a nd his brow cleared up. "I have 1t !" h e cri e d with a vehemence that startle d his companions a nd se t the lad's eyes in a fixed stare of surprise. "I have it. Hold on, Sammy," he a dded, addresssing the boy. ''Do yon want to make a dollar?" "You bet!" answered the astonished lad, laconically. "Thtn you do as I t e ll yon and I ll give it to you. If yon don't," he added, seizing the lad by the collar, "if you don't, I'll trounce the life out of you! Mind that now, do yon hear?" "Yeth, thir, I'll do it," replied the trembling youngster. "All right, remember it's a dollar or the worst thrashing you ever had. In the first place, don't you clare to say to any body that I was one of these sailor fellows as yon call it, and don't you breathe a word of what I ask you to do. :\lind that, and the do llar is easi l y earned. Now, come a loJJg and I'll tell you what I want you to do. ' With this he retraced his steps toward the main street, leading the lad with him. He paused at the street corner and cautiousl y l ooked around. "Ah, there he is," he exclaimed. "Here, Sammy, do you see that young fell ow walking up to the postoffice ?" He indicated a handso me youth in cadet uniform who was gaily crossi11g th e dusty street not far away. It w as Clif Faraday. "Yeth, I thee him," e xcl a imed Sam my. "My, do11't h e look fine?" "Take a good look at him," continned Sharpe. "I want you to play a joke on him for me. "My! you're willing to give me a dollar jest fer playin' a joke! Gully, I'd do it f o r nawthing." "Yes, I know you like playing jokes," sa id Sharpe, with a wink at Kelley, "but this one wi ll be such a good one if you do it right that I am willing to make you a present." "Yes," assented Kelley. "This will be a goof. joke, and no mistake. "Now, Sammy," conti11ued Sharpe with a mirthless laugh, "I want you to take that young fellow clown to tl1e e11d of the board walk to the old wreck opposite the breakwater, yo u know, a1Hl when you gtt him there you s11eak away and leave him. Won't that be a bully joke to have him hunting around for you on the old wreck while you are back here safe and sou n d ?'' "He! he! he!" snickered Sammy. "He'll be lotht and won't get back here until the other thailor fellerth have left, an' trhen he'll ha,e to hire a boat to get awav in. He! he! he!" "I thought you'd like the joke," said Sharpe. "Now, if you want to play it right, yo u'll have to be cute Don't l e t any of the otl:ers see what you are doing, or it will spoil it all. He's alone in the postoffice now. Go up to him, make him believe that there is something wonderful to be seen-curious old ship-only take a f ew minutes and all that-and get away with him as soon as possible. It will be the best joke of the season.'' I t
.ARM Y AND NAVY "Yeth, thir, I think tho," resp on de d CHAPTER II. the l a d as he hurried away a b ro ad grin o v e rsp r ea d ing his feature s H e h a d n o more than turned the corne r w h e n a chan ge c a m e over his counte n a n c e. The b r oa d grin va nish e d a nd a look o f shrewd ness ca111e into his e y e "That's a w f ul funny," he trut te red. "Uncl e T harpe a in t uthe d to giving m e do llarth t o pl a y j o k e th on people not m u c h I knu w h e g o t i n t o thorne tro u b le with th o m e thailor fellerth an t ha t's w h a t h e s d oin g hiding down t o ou r h ou th e H e can't f o ol me, if I am a ki d. He's u p t o thome of hith t rickth, but, golly, he'll l amm the life ou t en m e i f I do n't llo wha t h e th aicl. Any how t h e re ai n t no h arm in m e a thkin g a f eller to go look at the wr ec k Ma ybe that t h ailor f elle r wou l d like to thee i t anyh ow As he wP.nt al ong musing t hu s h e c as t a h as t y g l a nce behind and saw th a t Sharpe was w a t ching him from around t h e comer. He quickened his s t e ps and re ac h e d the p osto ffice D o yo u think that will work?" as k e d Kell ey a s Sharp(! repor t ed that S a mm y h a d r e a c h e d hi s d es t inati o n. "It's o u r o nl y safe chance, r epli e d the other. "Fa ra day w ou't suspect a n y t hin g-he d on't know w e're here. And S a mm y lo v e s a jok e and is a very c ute l i t tl e rascal. He'll get that cad do wn to the o l d w r ec k, I'll gambl e on that "'Wh a t then?" asked Kelley. S h arpe l o oked c autio u s l y around T h ere w as no o ne n ea r the m but still he s e e med afraid t o s p ea k a l o ud I n s tead he dre w c l ose r to hi s companion and wh i s p e r ed ea rn es tl y f o r a f e w moments h is fac e b e coming d arke r with hate as he proc ee d e d. Good H eave n s!" cri e d KelJey a s the o th e r had fini s h e d. ':Do yo u m e a n it?" "Why n ot? It's perfect l y s afe. I d on't think yo u ought to be sq ueamish a ft e r w h at-but no m atte r if yo u want t o back i t. If you're a fraid--" I've never gone ba c k on a pal yet," interrupte d K e lley with a short, h a rd l a u g h. "I'm wi th y o u. The two worthies, watchin g and wait ing f o r the deve lopment of their plot, excha nged m eaning loo ks. They under stood each o ther. CLIF WALKS INTO THE TRAP. Clif F a rada y, wholl y uncor!scious of the plotting of his en e mies, and, in fact, ignorant of th eir prese n ce in the village, was bu si ly enga ge d in the po s toffice writ in g a lette r to hi s mother. The two ex ca de t s w e re f arthest from his thoughts at that time. His a p p ea rance at that out-of-the-way vill age was a c counted for in this wi se: The U. S. training ship Monongah e la a ft e r r eturning from her practice crui s e had put in a t New L o ndon, where the th e n Cadet Corp o ral Sharp had b ecom e in v ol ve d in the s crape to which allu s i o n w as m a de in the pre vious chap t er. S o on a ft e r, the Monongahela left, b o un d for Anna polis. On the wa y she en c ountere d a sailing yacht which acted in such a suspicious manne r as to attract at t e ntion. Investigation prov e d that there had b ee n a mutiny aboard. The mutineers w e re s e iz e d and tra n s ferred to the Monon gahe la in irons. A priz e crew, with Clif Faraday a nd his ever mournful frienil, Jo y a mon g them, was put un board un d e r charge of Li e uten ant Col e C o n voye d h y the Monong a hela they continue d on down the co as t, when a fierce storm spr ang up. The yacht, l a bor in g heav il y in th e gale, becam e s eparated fr o m the training ship, a nd was com pelled to put in for shelte r behind the Deleware Bre a kwater. On the a fternoon which opens our story the s t o r m h a d so m e wh a t abated. Lieuten ant Cole with a b oat's cre w had gone as hore for the pnrpo s e of t e legr aphing his wh e r ea bouts. Clif and Joy w e re among the numbe r and on landing received per mi ss i o n to g o up into the village The bo ys wer e in great good humor, though no on e would suspect it b y look ing a t Joy's lu g ubrious countenance. It wa s a wa y he h a d w ith him. "Durn the mutineers," he exclaimed to Clif, "taking us away from the Monon gahela Still, th ey're not a s much to bl a me as onr own officers. The idea of l oading thos e poor fellows down with irons. I'm a man of peace and I think it's a d ownright shame. Use peaceful methods I sa y." "You're at it again, I see," laughed
1508 ARMY AKD NAVY Clif, "howling for peace, but aching for war. What peaceful measures would you adopt with the prisoners ?n "What would I do, durn them?" ex claimed Joy, solemnly. "I'd take the whole blamed caboodle of them on top of the breakwater out there and fire them into the raging Atlantic, irons and allthat's what I'd do!" "Good boy!" laughed Clif. "You'll have peace if you have to fight for it, I can see that." "Joy," exclaimed Lieutenant Cole as they neared the postoffice, "come with me to the telegraph office. I have a few pur chases I desire to make after attending to this telegram, and wish you to take them to the boat. Faraday, you may write that letter you spoke about, but don't make it too long," he added with a smile. "You wrote one in New London, y ou know. Be at the boat in an hour." Thanking him for the liberty, Clif gaily hurried across to the postoffice, and was soon writing rapidly. "I'll fool the lieutenant this time," smiled Clif. "J nst becat1se he happened to see that I wrote to Tess Herndon the other day, he thinks this is another in the same direction. But it's not-it's to mother.'' His eyes took on a farawa y look, and his mouth a wistful expression, as he con tinued his writing. He was interrupted by the entrance of a barefooted youngster who bumped into him as if to attract his attention. "Hello, youngster!" exclaimed Clif, stopping to survey the comical looking lad who was smilingly surveying the cadet with evident admiration. "What's your name?" "Thammy Thipple, thir," lisped the lad. "My, don't you look fine! Thome day I'm going to be a thailor like you, too." Clif smiled and resumed } is writing. His thoughts were bus y with the message s of love he was penning to his mother. The newcomer was not to be pnt off lightly, however. "Thay !'' resumed the lad. "Don't you want to go with me aod thee the old wreck of the Ajax? I'll take yon there." "Haven't got time," replied Clif, with out pausing in his writing. "But, thay, it ain't far, an' it's a won derful thight-the wreck's a hundred yearth old an' got skeletonth floating around in the hold, an ghosths walk all over it at night. Thay, you musthent mithit." "I'm too busy," began Clif, as he be gan another page. "Thay, it won't cost you a penny, an' I'll thow you thome other thighth." ''Well, you're a persistent youngster,'' exclaimed Clif, good 11atureclly, laying down his pen. "But I can't go with you. Here's a quarter for you, though." At the sight of the si l ver coin Sammy forgot all about him uncle and tl1e errand upon which he had been sent. H e grasped the money with wide cpen eyes and a broad grin, and backed toward the door. "Thank you, thir," he exclaimed a s he disappeared throngh the doorway. But when he rea ched the sidewalk and saw Sharpe watching him from the corner, his smile disappeared. "Golly, won't uncle Tharpe be mad," he muttered as he slowly drew near the wa1t1ng con sp ir a tors. ''But I don't care. I got a quarter, an' that's more'n uncl e would give me, I bet It was evident t o Sharp that the lad's mission had been a failure, and he did not receive th e youngster very graciously. In fact, he was in a towering rage, and no sooner l1eard from the lad's lips that Clif had declined to go to view the wreck tha n he administered a savage kick to the latter that sent him whimpering away. Naturally enough Sammy did n ot rel ish this treatment and muttered to him self as he dodged around the nearest cor ner. He was by no means a fool, and his uncle's reception had more that confirmed wh a t suspicions he had previously h ad. Clif's manly appearance and possibly the shining silver piece which he had given him had made a favorable impres sion on the la-:1. "Uncle Tharpe's up to thome trick," he muttered as he t e nderl y rubbed the spot where Sharpe's boot had landed. "I'm go in g to thee what it itb." When a frowsy headed lad of American extrac tion sets out to find anything, he generally succeeds
ARMY .A.)l"D N.A. VY 1509 "Well," said Kelley, when be and Sharpe were left alone, ''I didn't think Faraday would be caught with that scheme.'' ''Perh ap s you can suggest a better one,'' retortecl Sharpe. "If we waut.him we'll have to get him quick, r eplied Kelley. "For one I'd like to do him up. I tell you what, the situation is desperate and only desperate measures will s ucc eed I'll go for him myself." "You go for him. in broad daylight!" exclaimed S harpe. "You're no m atch for Faraday in a fair fight, and yo u know it: Besides, yo u'll be sure to be caught if you attempt any Yiole nc e in this little town." "I'm not fool enough to undertake anything of that so rt. I've got a better scheme. I s there any o u t-of-the-way hut near town that we could use for a little while?" "There's a deser t ed sl1anty near the wreck of the Ajax. You know where that is." "Yes, I saw the wreck when we came i 11 to port. "Well, about a hundred ya rds this side of that is a n o ld log cabin-the only o n e n ea r there-and it h as been empty for se yeral years." "I ca n find it all r ight. You go there as quickly as yo u ca n, and I'll bring Faraday there. Between us we can overpower him easily enough." ''But how will you pe r suade him to go with yon? He'll--" "Leave tha t to me," replied Kelley. "Hurry a l o ng, we've not got any time to spare. Faraday's companions will soon re join him. Without further parl ey the pair sep arated Kelley starting boldly for the postoffice and S harp hurrying off toward the appointed rendezvo us. Cautiously follow in g in the wake of the latter was a barefoo t boy with a tat tered straw hat drawn clown ove r l1is eyes. Kelley entered the pos toffice with a bold front. Clif Faraday h ad just finished writing his letter and was directing the envelope. His back was turned to the newcomer. K elley, without seeming t o notice Clif, walked up t o the stamp window and laid some money down. "Give me a two-cent stamp," he ex claimed, in a voice plainly heard by Clif, who was not far off. There was something strangely familiar to Clif in the tones of the speaker's voice and he gave the newcomer a sharp, sud den look as he mechanically sealed the envelope. The rough clothing of the sea man was such a contrast to the trim cadet uniform, and the slouchy manner of the common sailor so at variance with the erect bearing of a naval cadet that there was considerable excuse for Clif's not recognizing him at first glance. The newcomer was apparently oblivi ous of the presence of the naval cadet, but as he turned away from the window with his purchase in his hand he found Clif staring at him. With a well-stimulated expresson of surprise he returned the look and ap parently started in recognition. "Clif Faraday, by all that's wonderful!" he cried, as Clif deposited his let ter in the box. ''Who would have ex pected to find you here? Why, don't you know me? The last time we met," he added, with a rueful smile, "was the day the Monongahela started on the practice cruise and--" "Yes, Kelley," answered Clif, calmly surveying the other. ''I remember you and I have a very vi \id recollection of the occasion, too. You tried to prevent my sailing on the summer cruise by con fining me on board the schooner, White Fawn."* "Come, old fellow," exclaimed Kelley. "Don't treasure that up against me. Let bygones be bygones. You gave me a well deserved thrashing on that occasion, and I have been wanting to see you since to thank you for it. Honestly, it made an other man of me. The manly way in which you gave me a chance to defend myself after you had me at your mercy and your not giving me up to the authorities made a deep impression on me. I know I treated you dirty mean at other times and dcn't deserve anything from you, but I have suffered for it. Look where I am, a mast hand on a coasting schooner. Surely you won't refuse to shake hands just because I'm in hard luck." -*" Clif Faraday's Triumph," Army and Navy No. 15.
1510 ARMY NAVY Kelley played his part well. He knew Clif's characteristic tenderness of heart and magnanimous treatment of an enemy and that an appeal to them was never made in vain. In this case he was not mistaken. "Well, Kelley," exclaimed Clif, taking the latter's proffered hand. "I don't believe in jumping on a fellow when he's down. I'd rather see him rise, and I wish you every luck. I--" "I knew it!" cried Kelley, with apparent joyfulness. "This meeting is a god send. I was worrying over a matter when I came in here and not expecting to meet vou. Now, I know you will help me--" "I'm not very well heeled myself," interrupted Clif, drawing out his purse. "But here's a V I can let you have if that will help you out." ''N'o, no!'' cried Kelley, refusing the proffered bill. "It's not for myself. There's another one of the boys who is worse off than I am. By the way, are any others of the fellows ashore?" "Yes, Lieutenant Cole is at the tele-graph office, and--" "Then come outside-around the corner-somewheres where they won't see me. They're not as generous as you and would make trouble. It will take only a few minutes for me to tell you what I want. Come." They were standing in the doorway of the postoffice, and Clif, after a moment's hesitation, allowed himself to be led around the corner. Kelley did not offer to go far, and there was nothing in his manner to arouse Clif's suspicion. But Kellev smiled to himself. "The tender-hearted fool!" he mused. "He's swallowing the bait, hook and all!" CHAPTER III. IN TH:Jt WRECK OF 'HE AJAX. "Well, what do you want?" asked Clif, as they came to a standstill. "It's about Sharpe--" began Kelley. "Sharpe?" "Yes, he's here, very sick-almost dead, in fact. I heard this morning that he was lying at a house at the edge of the town and went to see him. It would make your heart bleed to see the condition he's in. He's in an old tumble down shanty, no money to buy food or m ed i c in es a n d without medical attenda n ce .'' "What brought him t o this p lace?" asked Clif. "He got into a r o w in New Londonshot a f ellow, h e s a ys a n d came h ere to hide with rel atives tha t lived h ere. But they had move o awayno body knows where-he w a s taken s i c k a n d h'nd n o money so h e t oo k refuge i n a deserted shanty and there he's b een ever since. What make s hi s conditio n wo r se is t h a t 'he is broodin g o yer his tro u b l es a n d expects every minute t o b e arrest ed for murder." .But tha t didn' t kill any one, cried Clif. "I tried to m a k e him think so, because, as I told him, the r e h ad been n o hue and cry in the p a p e r s abdut it; but h e wo n't be p ersuade d H e s t arts a t every sound and i s d y in g for w ant o f proper f ood and medicines because he w as a fr aid t o ve nture out. I spent w h a t little money I h ad to buy him a few things. Bu t yo u c an do him more good than any on e e l se--'' "Well, I'm sure I'm sorry f or him. Here, take this money and--" "You can do him more goo d by goin g to see him," interrupte d K e ll ey "I know he did not alwa ys treat yo u ri ght, but the fellow's sorry f o r it, as h e t o l d me hiniself, and he's in a bad s h ape. N othiug will do him as much good as a visit fr o m you. Come, it's not far a w ay, a n d w on't take long." Clif hesitated for a mome nt. "I'll hunt up Lieutenant C o l e a nd b e back in a few minutes,'' h e sa i d l as t "And Joy, I'm sure he'll contribute so m e thing, too." "Merciful Heavens!" cri e d K elley. "Do you intend telling the li e u te n ant that Sharpe is here, and the n have the poor devil arreste d for d e s e rti on?" "No," replied Clif. "I can't g o w i thout permission, though." "That's not nec es sary. It's o nl y a s hort distance down at the end of this street v.e can run there and b ack in a f ew m i n utes. Just consider the p oor d evi l's condition and that a w o rd from yo u w i ll save him. He thinks he has murde r e d a man, is brooding over it, and for all I k now may this minute b e contemplating hasten ing his end by a pistol shot. But i f y ou ..
ARMY A N D NAVY 1511 will run over there with m e and tell him that no one was k ill ed b y his hand in New London h e'll believe you, and that will do him more good tha n medicine. Can yon r e fuse such a s m al l f avor?" No, Clif c o ul d not refuse. Kelley had told his t a l e in such a p l a u sible m anner that it had carried co n viction with it. There was y e t n early an h o u r o f liberty r e m aining to him, a u d in half that time a fellow b eing's mind might be set at ease. yery instinct of h i s kind l y nature mge d him on. "I'll go, Kelley," h e excl aime d, quickly. "Lea d the way But h o ld on," h e adde d as they s t arted "Js n 't there some plac e where I c a n b u y so m e fruit to t ake along to K e l ley c olored slightly a t this evid ence o f Clif's unsuspe cti n g goo d nature and l oo k e d f o r an instant as i f h e r egretted the d espicabl e part he was playing. But it w a s too late to back out n o w "No need of that n o w," h e exclaimed, rather roughl y "I took him s o m e this morning.'' But C lif i nsisted a n d s oo n they w ere on their w a y to t h e ol d hut, Clif carrying a bundle of de licaci es w ell calculated to tempt the sick. Co nversat io n lagged on the way Kell e y se e med to have something on his mind and onl y answer e d his c ompanion in monosyllabl es Cl i f attributed this tac iturnity to Kelley's c o n cern for his sick fri end and gave him credit for much goodness of h e a r t T h e dri zzli n g rain had c ontinued with but a n o ccasi o n a l l e t u p bnt n either seemed to mind it. At l as t they had p a ssed t h e r ambling h ouses a t the outskirts of the town and wer e entering upon a stretch of clear l and b eyond. "How m uch furt her i s it?" asked Clif, halting for a mom e n t and looking about him. "That whitewash ed hut just ahead of ns is the p l a c e a n s w e r e d Kelly indica ting a log cabin n o t f a r from the water's edge. "Nea r the hull o f that old wreck bey ond ?n a sked C l if. "That mus t be the Ajax tha t a youngs t e r with a taking lis p offe r e d to show m e this after noon," he adde d, laugh i n g a t the reco llection o f the l a d s d escrip ti on: "Floating skeletons m the hold, ghosts and all that." "Very likely," said Kelley, shortly. In a few minutes they had reached the building, and, after a loud knock upon the door, Kelley opened it and stepped side to allow Cltf to enter. As the latter did so, l11s conductor cast a hasty glance around the building and hurriedly followed, closing the door quickly behind. His survey of the surroundings, comprehensive as it had been, was still not accurate enough to disclose to him the staring eyes and tattered straw hat of a youth which were just visible above a big mound of sand behind the hut. Sam my Sipple with all the persistence of a boy who wants to know, was on hand. Clif found himself in a room bare of all furniture. Beyond this was another room, the door between the two stamiinCY sliahtl y ajar. Without waiting for he hurried forward, pushed door and entered. To his snrprise, this room was also innocent of the meanest piece of furniture. The natural astonishment with which he discovered this was greatly heightened by seeing, an instant later, the supposed sick man Sharpe spring toward him. Clif's comprehension of the treachery that had been practiced upon him was instantaneous. His surprise and indign11tion knew no bounds. But for all this he said not a word. Throwing the bundle of fruits that he carried squarely in the face of the approaching Shapre, he retreated to a corner of the room prepared to defend himself against all odds. The quiet smile that indicated to his intimate friends when he was deeply roused, appeared at the corners of his mouth and foretold a de termined fight. The oranges and bananas contained in the package served for an i:1stant to hold his as sailant in checi::. As Sharpe recovered from the unexpected blow Kelley appeared in the room. ((At him, Kelley, we've got the cad in our power," cried Sharpe, rushing toward the comer where Clif stood ready to meet them. ((Knock him out." Kelley said nothing as he joined his felJow conspirator. Whether through fear of Clif's fists or for other reasons he did
"' l5l:l ARMY XA. V Y uot seem anxious to close in upon the ir victi 111. B.1t the sight of Kelley approaching had a different effect upon Clif. "You contemptible betrayer," he exclaimed quietly enough, but with tense feeling. "You are a worse Yillain tha n I ever gave you credit for. I ll square accounts with you first." Quick as a flash his sturdy right hand, clinched into a rugged fist, shot out, l a nd ing a blow between Kelley's eyes The latter staggered for an instant, but almost as quickly recovered. It was then tha t the spirit of fight se emed to enter into him and with a mutterecl oath he sprang for ward and attempted to clinch with his plucky opponent. Clif had his hands full. Kelley, s m arting under the knock he had received, leaped forward and made a savage blow at the plucky cadet. It was n eatly parried, and returned with interes t. Sharpe, m ea n time, was trying to get at him, but Kelley, staggering back, bumped a gainst him. Clif's fists landed upon Kelle y with telling effc e t, but che latte r clos e d in upon him oue m o re. While the two exchanged rapid kuocks Sharpe rushed for ward, brandishing a weapon in his h a nd. Then for the first time Clif and K e lle y noticed that the ex-cadet cvrporal had armed himself with a sandbag "Don't hit him with that, Sharpe," cri ed Kelley, excitedly, turning partly around. "You might kill him. vVe c a n overpower him with our fists." Clif was just in the act of striking Kelley a particularly powerful blow as the latter turned his head. It went home with relentless force, and sent the ex-cadet to the floor. But at the same instant Sharpe had gotten near enough to briug his murderous weapon in play and the heav y sandbag c a me clown upon Clif's head with a thud. Sharpe had accomplished his pur pose, and Clif, stunned b the blow, k ee l e d ov e r, falling upon Kelley's prostrate form. With an exultant cry Sha rpe sprang '. lpon him ana quickly bound him with ropes which he had provided for the pur pose. As Kelley rose from the floor, Clif recovering consciousness, found himself bo\wd a nd gagged at the m e r cy o f his e nemi es "Now," Clif heard Sharpe say, "we ve got the cad. 1t wi ll soon b e dark and we can put him in the h old of the Ajax. We can tie him the re, and as the tide rises the water will gradua lly come higher and higher until--" "No, b y thunder, not that!" cried Kell ey "That would be murder, Sharpe. I am willing t o put him there ju s t to scare him arfd keep him from joining his cre w but nothing else. I agreed to go iu with yo u on this a11cl I'Ye never goue back o n a pa l yet, but to t ell you the truth, I'm rather sic k of the dirty pmt I've played in this affai r. If there is to be any furthe r violence, you 'ye go to lick me fir st." "Come, now, Kelley,'' exclaimed Sharpe, in co ncil ia t ory toue s "I didn't m ea n that. I was j us t a little hot, that was all. We'll put him in the old wreck and keep him here 'till his yacht sails." "All right," repliecl Kelley ":\I y schooner l eaves here early to-morrow. You can ship with us as o n e of the crew and yo u can have that tongue-tied n ephe w of yours come h e r e and r e l ease Faraday after w e are safely away And, b y thunde r I'll be g l ad t o b e rid of the whole bnsiness. '' The conspirators clio not h ave long to wait for d arkness t o settle sufficiently for their purpose. In a little while after they carried Cli f bound and gagged as he to the o ld wreck upon the beach and pl a c ed him in the l1o ld. Sharpe was the first to l eaye the hold. As lie reached the deck he thought h e spied the form of a bare f oo t boy with a straw hat skulking about the beach. With a muttered oath he recognized the inquisitive Sammy, and sprang froill the wreck in pursuit. But Sammy was quicker still. H e had a vivid reccllecti o n of the force of his un cle's boot when propelled agaiust his own t e nder anatomy, and sc oo t ed off toward Lewes as fast as his legs could carry him, with Sharpe in hot pursuit. CHAPTER IV. A FIERCE STRUGGLE. 'By Jake! that does b ea t the deck. The icle1. of Ciif Faraday's losing him self
ARMY AND NAVY 1513 in a meas l y ho l e of a tow n like t his! It' s "\Vhy c oul dn't you say that in the e n o u a h t o m a k e on e tl1ink t hat h e s d odg-first place?" exclaimed Joy, as he glared b inohis frie n d s o n purpo se I t lnnk the a t the fellow a nd turned to go out. peaceful w ay of s ettli n g with him ''Tha t all g o es to s how, however, that w h e n I catc h u p with hi m i s t o t e ll him pe a c e ful methods are the best. I might what I th in k o f s u c h treatment, or e l se h ave knoc k e d you s e n s el es s, and then you k nock h is bla m e d h ea d off." couldn't have told me all thi s." The speaker was n o ne other tha n J oy Jo y COIJclude d that Clif must have gone and t h e perso n spo k e n to was h i m s e lf He t o the cra ft t o which the sailor b e longed, had perfor m e d the errands r e q ui r e d of a nd upon inquiry found where several hi m b\' L ieute n ant C o le a nd w a s t h e n c o a sting s ch o on e rs l ay. He hurried to aiyen ; s h or t libert y while t h e lieuten ant these a nd m a de inquiries for hi s fri end, b atten ded to so1ne m atte rs m t h e t ow n. but n o on e h a d seen Clif either with the H is fir s t tho u ght wa s t o r e j o i n Cli f a nd sa ilor o r a l o n e with t h i s p urp ose in v i ew h e had walked This a ll require d time, and it w a s bethrou g h th e m a in stree ts o f t h e viUage coming d a r k before Jo y thought of Lieu looki n g i n to t h e s m all shops o n the way t e n ant C o l e or the boat that w & s to take \ V hil e hi s ill humor at h is failure was the m t o the yacht. at i t s height, h e b etho u ght h imse lf o f the I d o n't care," he muttered, when he pos t office, a n d turne d his steps i n tha t didi s c oye r e d tha t the boat h a d r eturned to r ec ti o n. the y acht without him. "There's some-He foun d b ehind t h e w i n n o w a young thing m ys t e ri o us about this bus iness and man with h ai r s m oothl y plastered down I inte nd finding Clif whatever the c o nse u po n hi s f o r e h ea d, a nd an in c i pient mus-quences may b e I wonder who that s ailor tache t h a t see m ed t o r e q uire co n s t ant at-c a n b e It' s n o t p o s sible that Clif h a s an t e n t i o n. e n e m y in this out-of-the-way place, but it \Vhether th e p osta l clerk r e sente d b e in g l o ok s a s if some villainy w a s on foot. in t erruptefl ip t h e in s p ec ti o n o f t h e do wny_ o t knowing wh a t other cours e to puradornment of hi s tqJ p e r lip which wa s p ros u e h e started un to the main stree t to ceecling by th e a i d o f a s m a ll handgl ass, c ontinue h i s inqumes. He had n o t g one o r w h ether i t w<.s f r o m t h e c u ssedn ess o f f a r when he encounte red a ragged little h is natur e is im111a t e ri al. At a n y rate, h e nrchin wh o was running breathlessly to g:we but scant atten t i o n t o Jo y's in q ui r i es wa rd the w h a rf. It was Sammy Sipple. respec tin g t h e t im e o f Clif's d e parture "Thay y ou're one of the thailors from f r o m the p l ace a n d the d i rec t io n in the navy boa t, ain't yon?" exclaimed the wh ic h he had go n e l a d, s topping at the sight of Joy's uni"Look h e re, yon infernal d ude," c ri e d f orm "And you're looking for one of J oy, s tick i n g hi s h ead i n at the window your f ellerth, ain't you?" a nrl looking for a ll th e w o r l d a s if h e i n" Yes." excl a imed Joy, e xcitedly, te n ded c r aw lin g thro u g h. ".1 ust b e ca u se se i z in g the y oungster by the arm. "Where yon ca n see th a t I a m a of p e ace a nd is h e?" to a ll nn see ml y c onte n t10n yo n n eedn't think y ou ca n impose o n m y goo d j w ath a fraid the boat wath gone," re-lJature I'm go in g to h a v e a civ il a n swe r pli ed the l ad "I run ath f ath ath I could and--" t o my q u estio n a nd I'm not goi n g to scrap about i t eithe r. I be l i e ve in m o r a l "Sto p your blab and t e ll me wh e re he suasion for fellows like yo n and my firs t is, c ri e d J oy shaking the l a d r o u ghly in little suas i s go in g t o b e t o ya n k tha t his a n x i e t y to l e arn. "Co me, n ow, don't bloo m i n g l it tl e mus t ac h e o f yours o u t b y be a fr a id. I w on't hnrt you. Spea k up, the roo ts, by Jake c a n t you ? I'm a l over ofpeace A. thre<.t of such d i re import w as moxe a n d--" t:wn t h e stan1p-lick e r co ulfl s t a nd a nd h e "Yo u needn't thake me to pietheth if quicklv told Joy of C lif's conve r s a tion yo n do l i k e peath," whimpere d the lad, with the b u efoot b oy a n d o f h is aftersqui rming t o get out of the clutches of ward leavi n g t he office accompanied b y a the excite d advo c a t e of p a cific measures. rough ly dressed co mm o n s ai}or "Hold o n, y o un gster,'' excl a imed Joy.
ARMY AND NAVY "I didn't mean anything. Where is my friend?'' "I wath juth going to thay that I thaw Uncle Tharpe--'' "Sharpe? The one that used to be in the Academy?" "Yeth, he'th here now. I thaw him and a thailor feller ca.rrying that thailor friend of yourth-the one that gav e m e a quarter in the pothoffith-they w ath c a r rying him all tied up to the old wreck on the beach and put him in where the s k e letonth ith floating around and where the--" "Come on, quick, show me the pl a ce cried Joy, "and I'll give you a half-doz en quarters." "I don't want any more money," replied the lad. "I juth want to th a ve tha t nithe looking feller that gave me the quarter. But don't you tell Uncle Tharpe that I told you or he'll beat me scand a l Oilth." The promise was given, and the pair were soon hurrying toward the old wreck, and in a very short time had reached'the spot. "There it ith," cried Sammy, and Joy wading'through the water, clambered up on the deck. As he did so he was confronted by a sturdy figure in sailor's garb. It was Kelley. It was not so very long since Clif had been placed within the hold Sammy had sped away rapidly to elude his uncle, and had then gone straight through the town to the wharf. Kelley had lingered upon the old wreck after Sharpe had gone in pursuit of his nephew. To do him justice, he had repented of his share in the work of that night. It was only as has been shown, a foolish sense of loyalty to his pal, Sharpe, that had restrained him from abandoning the whole matter after he had led Clif into the trap. But even then it was too late to draw back. How much more impossible it was to give play to the more honorable feelings that began to be aroused within him became evident as he considered the situation after :Sharpe had left him. His first impulse was to tell Clif of the revulsion of feeling that had come upon him, torelease him from his bonds and to throw himself upon h is generosity. But the e specially h e in io u s nature of tl1e treachery he h ad p racticed upon the generous spirited l ad rose up before him. What if Clif s h o u ld refu se, as well he might, to condone this last cowardly crime? The stern laws of t h e land prescribed prison bars f o r s u ch offe n ses. "No," h e muttered, as he started to go on deck. "Th e safety of Sharpe and my self d e m a nds that he be kept here until we are upon the ocean. If h e is discov e r e d b efore that we are doomed.'' H e h ad ba r e l y reached this conclusion when h e h eard Joy clambering 11pon the deck. H e hurr i ed forward to meet him, not knowing what to expect but determine d t o presene the secret of Clif's wherea bouts at a l l hazards. "Wha t do you want?" he exclaimed, h oarse l y p lacing a restraining hand upon Joy. "Kelley P' cri ed J oy, recognizing the othe r s voice and being close enough to disting ui s h h is featmes "So yon 're the coward ly traito r tha t has done this work! Whe re is Cli f Faraday?'' "That i s none of yo u r b usiness," replied Kelley s harpl y "I'll make it m y b u si ness," cried J oy "Tell m e wha t you'\e done with him, or b y Jake, I ll punc h the l1ead off you." Joy entire l y forgot h is peace-lovi n g dispositio n and made a h osile demonstrat ion agains t the ex-cadet Kell ey mindful of the r esults t o himself f orm a discovery at that time o f wha t h e h ad done, was determine d t o k ee p J oy for m fincling it out. "Go on about your busi n es s," he exclaimed. "Clif F a r a day wi ll t urn up at the proper time.'' Joy wa s n o t in the m ood for parleying at that time Whe n h e fo un d that Kelley was not di s p osed t o y i e l d him any inf ormatio n h e spra11g upon him with an exclamatio n o f rage. The n upon the s l anting deck of the strande d vesse l a n d in the growing darkness of f as t deepening night ensued a strange s c e n e "I'll have tha t informa t ion out of you, you vill ain, or die i n the attempt,'' cried Joy as he g r a p p l ed w i t h h is a ntagonist. With a l o ud thud the pair fell upon the deck. They w e r e both npon their feet an
' ; t .. \ \ ARMY AND NAVY Hil5 instant later, and Joy rushed impetuously at his foe. Kelley was his superior in physical strength, but the enraged cadet fought with reckless bravery. Rap1d blows were exchanged and first one aud then the other see1:1ecl to have the best of it. At last Joy was thrown upon the slip pery deck, but before his opponent could follow up the achantage he was again upon his feet, and had clinched with the other. Then, slippin g and sliding upon the wet deck, the two began a fierce struggle for the mastery. Down they went, and over and over they rolled toward the stern. The tide beat wave after wave against the rotten planks and sent occasional dashes of spray upon the deck. The two ants, heedless of the course they were tending, fought on. They rose to their feet and the sounds of their blows could be heard occasionally above the beat of the waves. At last, as they had reached the stern, J oy suddenly sprang upon Kelley with such force that the latter was thrown heavily to the deck. His head s truck upon the r aiiing a nd h e was for the instant stunned. He partially raised himself and was staggering to his feet, when J oy sprang upon him with a ll his f orce, at the same time administering a sharp blow between the eyes. Kelley toppled over, and to the dismay of Joy, fell with a into the angry wa t er As he went over his head struck against the rudder, and he was unconscious from the blow Joy had with d ifficulty saved himself from the same fate, and as his opponent disappeared over the stern he uttered a wild cry of alarm. "Great Heavens, Joy, what have yo u done?'' at the same instant came in a l o ud voice behind hin1 Joy turned and saw Clif Faraday dashing across the deck toward him. CHAPTER V. CLIF SQUARES THE SCORE. When Joy first clambered upon the deck o f th e stranded old hull Sammy Sip ple was not far behind. Unobserved by the two combatants he had followed after and without a word had disappeared within the hold. It was really a brave act for the little fellow, for his superstitious fears of "floating skeletons" and prowling ghosts was full upon him, and it was only his suddenly conceived liking for Clif Faraday that nerved him to it. He was bright enough to see that Joy would have his hands full in coping with the burly sailor. He quickly conceived the idea of braving the ghostly dangers pictured to h1s imagination, for the purpose of releasing Clif and giving him the opportunity of going to Joy's assistance. "Golly!" he exclaimed as he entered the dark hold, which to his fancy was peopled with ghosts, goblins and other uncanny objects. "Whath that-skeletonth? Wow! I with I wath home!" He paused for an instant as if about to retreat, but bravely overcame his feelings of panic as the sounds of the struggle upon deck came to his ears. "I mt1th find him even if the ghoth doth gobble me up," he muttered bravely enough, :in spite of his chattering teeth. "Hello, Mither thailor, where are you?" 'he called in a loud voice, but there was no answer. Clif heard the voice and recognized it, but was securely He attempted to move and attract attention in that way, but was powerless. Sammy repeated his cries, but to no purpose. There was no hope for it, he plainly say; he must grope his way around and endeavor to discover Clif's whereabouts in that way. He set bravely at work, the sounds of the contest overhead urging him on. After a time he touched Clif's prostrate form and, finding the gag, removed it. Contact with a human being dispelled his fears, and he quickly loosened the ropes from Clif's limbs. In a few words he told of the struggle on deck. Without an instant's delay Clif hurried away and reached the deck just in time to see the limp form of the sailor topple oyer into the waves. Joy, turning around quickly at the sound of Clif's voice, saw that the latter was intent upon following after. "Good Heavens, Clif !" cried Joy, as the latter rushed toward the stern, "it's that traitor, Kelley. Surely you won't
1516 risk your life for him after all he has done to you!" "It is a human being," cried Clif. "That's enough." An instant later he had plunged into the sea and was swimming rapidly toward the spot where Kelley was feebly battling with the waves. Joy, and S ammy Sipple who had joined him, breathlessly watched the struggling forms. With a few strong strokes Clif reached his enemy's side. Kelley, though recovered from the blow that had for the moment robbed him of consciou s ness, was too dazed to do more than barely keep himself afloat. When Clif grasped him the re a l battle with the waves was begun. The tide was running strong frotn shore, and, hampered as he was, Clif's efforts to reach the beach seemed hopeless. "The tide'th carrying them out," cried Sammy jn alarm. "They '11 both be drownded !" The only answer to his words was a figme leaping over the stern and an instant later a splash in the waves. Joy, brought suddenly to himself, had gone to the assistance of his im perilied 'friend. His help was needed. Clif was struggling.bravely against the current, which every' moment seemed to threaten to carry him further and further away from the shore. H e was determined, however, not to abandon Kelley as long as there was the slightest hope of rescuiug him. Joy's opportune arrival made.this easier, although the two were compelled to exert themselves to the utmos t to r each a place of safety with their charge. At last they all gained the shore, but in a thoroughly exhausted condition. Sammy Sipple, all excitement, was there to receive them. "Hurrah for the brave thailor boyth !" he cried as victory was assured, but they were all too wearied to pay any attention to the enthusiastic lad. The first of the watersoaked trio to speak was Ke1ley. "Clif Faraday," he exclaimed, with deep feeling, "I do not deserve this treatment from you whom I have so often endeavored to injure. No one else would have risked his life to save mine, as y o u have just done. I know yon did it before in the physical laboratory affair, but since then I have plotted against you in ways that make m e shudder t o think of it now. Clif Faraday, you're a brick!" Clif endeavored to check the uenitent youth's self-reproach, but latter would not list en "I am not through," he continued h as tily. I t e ll yon solemnl y that this has been a le sso n to me which I shall never forg e t, and which I hope will make a better mau of me. I have been too near death to say this with a lie upon my lips. N e 1ther am 1 trying to beg off from the punishment which I deserYe. All I ask is that you l e t up o n that poor devil Sharpe. I was more to blame in this matter than he was.'' Cl if could not but feel that Kelley's repentance for his misdeeds was sincere, and he was deeply touched at the latter's manifest humiliation. He could well believe that the perilous scene through which they bad jus t passed had worked the latter's reformation and he r ejo iced in it for the other's good. "Come, Kelley," he exclaimed, warmly grasping the other's hand. "Let by gones be bygones. We will forget all that has taken place to-night except your good resolutions. You've got the makings of a good man in you, and I am glad that you have determined to improve them. And now," he added, "Joy and I must find some way to reach the Fleetwing before she sails." "God bles s you, Faraday," cried Kelle y, with deep feeling. "l shall never forget what you have done for 111e tonight, although in your own generous way you seek to make light of it. The time may come when I can prove it by my acts." There was an evident sincerity about his words anc1 m anner that carried conviction to his hearers and which fully re paid Clif for the perils of the day's .adventure. Kelley then volunteered to procure a boat and row the cadets t o the yacht. This offer was accepted, a nd the party started toward the village to carry out the ulan. "Thay," exclaimed Sammy Sipple to Clif, as they walked along the beach. "Thay, l\lithter Faraday, you're a jimdandy from wayback, that'th what you ..
AKD KAYY 1 51'1 are an' no fooling! I with I wath a cadet like you." "Well, Sammy, you're a brave little fellow," replied Clif, patting him on the head. "Some day I expect to see you at the Naval Academy and a credit yon '11 b e to Uncle Sam, I am sure . "Will. I have nithe uniforn}th like you've got?" "Yes." "Golly, won't that be gloriouth! Thay," he added, suddenl y changing the subject. "Thay, did you thee any floating skeletonth down in that hold?'' "No." "Any ghoth ?" he continued in a disappointed torie. "Nary ghost." "Then thomebody hath been me an' I wath scared all for nothing," commented Sammy. By this time the party had reached the wharf, and Kelley had secured a boat which he held in readiness for the cadet s to embark. ' Good-by, Sammy," exclaimed Clif, as he slipped a coin into the lad's hand and followed J oy into the boat. "When you get down to the Academy hunt me up." "Good-by," called out the l ad as the boat started from the wharf. "You're a jim-hickey an' uo mithtake, Mithter Faraday. But if Uncle Tharp finds out what I done, I be t he'll juth beat me scandalouth." Clif laughed heartily at the pleasing prospect the youngster had pictured and then turned his attention to the oars. They were soon out of sight of the lad and in due time reached the side of the Fleetwing. Kelley with a few heartfelt words of thanks, shook hands with Clif and Joy as they boarded the yacht and then quickly away. Clif, of course, reported his adventure to Lieutenant Cole, but considered it ad visable to withhold the names of his as sailants. The next morning the Fleetwing raised anchor and sailed out beyond the breakwater on her conrse. Clif and Joy in passing caught sight of the old wreck of the Ajax and compared notes on the thrilling adventnre of the previous night. "It was worth all that it cost," exclaimed Clif, "if it has led to Kelley's reformation. And I am firmly convinced that he was sincere." "Yes, I believe he was," assented Joy, "but I must confess if I had been in your place I would have tried peaceful methods first.'' "Such as--" ''Such as knocking his blamed head off, for instance.'' Clif smiled and Joy looked more mournful than ever. [THE END.) The next Naval Academy novelette by Ensign Clarke Fitch will be entitled "A Strange Cruise; or, Clif Faraday's Last Resort.'' Army and Navy No. 33
u THE PHANTOM DHOW. BY P. H. HEMYNG. I had served for eighteen months as midshipman on boar d the Badger, on the east coast of Africa before I got a chance of going boat cruising, which, of course, is the height of the ambition of every youngstE>r who is worth his salt, and then at length my opportunity occurred. Lieutenant Mordaunt was going away for a fortnight in charge of the launch in search of slave dhows, and a youngster named Hardy was going with h i m, but at the last moment Hardy had to go sick with fever. They were stowing the launch at the time with provisions, water, and other necessary stores, whe n Mordaunt heard that Hardy would be unable to accompany him and sent for me. "Would you like to come?" inquired the lieu tenant-" you'll have to rough it, you kJ;!OW." ''Oh, yes, sir,'' I replied delightedly, ''I'm not afraid of roughing it." "Then just look after these fellows while they stow this gear away, and I'll go below and get my things together." Among the crew who we r e employed in getting the boat ready I noticed a man named Simcox, who, I happened to know from past experience, was a lazy, drunken, untrustworthy, worthless fel low; so crossing over to where Barton, the coxswain, was putting a whipping on to the. end of the main sheet, I inquired whether he made one of the boat's crew. ''Yes, sir," was the reply; "I've spoke to Muster Mordaunt about he, but the lieutenant seems wrapped up in him altogether.' I lost no time, but made my way down to the lieutenant's cabin, and telling him what I kne w about the man, added: "1 hope you won t allow him to come with us, sir." :!\iordaunt heard me out and then c almly answered: "The man Si!J,lco x has b een misunde r s t oo d by e verybody o n bo ard except m y s e lf, and onc e a f e l low gets a bad name on b oard ship, it' s like a dog -he may. as w ell be h a nged. You're all down o n him, and the poor wretch hasn't had h a lf a chance However, I'm going to give him a n opportunity of showing what he is made of, and in future young gentleman, if you'll kindly attend to your own duty and not interfere with mine, I shall feel obl iged, and now p erha ps, you will return on deck and do as I told y ou." I did return on deck, feeling very much like a dog who carries his tail between his legs, and as I returned to the boat I heard Simcox s a y t o his neighbor: ''--and we'll h a ve a first-class old spree, mate I can get to windward of the lieutenant, and as for the middy-phew!'' And he snapped his fingers. In due course the yard and stay tackles were rigged, the launch hoisted out, loaded with all the 11ecessary impedimenta, not fo rgetting a twelvepound Armstrong gnu and ammuni t ion chest, and t h e n with t hree cheers from our messm ates, we shove d o ff and s tarted on our cruise. For three days all went fairl y we ll a lthough it occ u r red t o ru e that Mr. Mordaunt was a little too fre e wi t h rum either for t h e maintenance of good discipline or the production of good work. Towa r d eve ning on the fou rth day, as I rubbe d the sl eep out o f m y eyes-for I had been e njoying a siesta during t h e heat of the afternoon-! beheld t h e w elcome sight of a large dhow, standing off from the l a n d. All h ands wer e q uickl y aroused, and the launch's cours e was somewhat a ltered so as to head us for the stra n ger, b u t I could not hel p noticing a stra n g e so r t of a path y in t h e lieutenant's manner, which contrasted s trongly with the excitement of every one e lse on board. Sup p e r w as hurried over, and t h e men began to g e t their cutlasses a n d revolvers ready, w hen those on bo a r d the dhow suddenly woke up, and eYi dently n o t wi shing to make a nearer acquaiutauce with us, they wo r e a n d stood in for the land again. This of course made our s uspicions int::> certainties for unless she were a slaver, she wo uld have no o ccasion t o run away, and I was fairl y trembling wi t h excitement as I drew Mordaunt's attention to the f act. The lieute n an t had been l y ing down i n t h e stern sheets since suppe r b u t w hen I spoke t o him he s a t up, and gazing at the retreating dhow in a puzzl e d, h alfdazed manner, as though the craft were about twenty miles away, he said: ' A h yes, yes, no doubt s he's a s laver-yes, yes but I h o p e she's not the same one I met with when I w as o n thi s station six years ago in the A ri e l. She's yery like her, too, just the same size, and the sam e c u t of sails. They used to call her the Phantom D h ow. Did you ever bear of her? But, no, o f c o urse you wouldn't. It was a horrible aff air! Horri b l e! Horrible!" An d h e r e Mordaunt shivered as though at the recollec ti on. ''Perhaps you would like to hear abou t it,'' he c ontinue d "It's a strange yam, b u t i t w i ll pass a way the time until we can overhaul yonder craft -if w e ever do, fo r I have my do ubts about her. However, t o begin." Meam\h i l e, as our best sailing trim was a little d own b y the s tern, the men bad all shifted a bit a ft and uow sce n ting a yarn, they crowded as close to t h e sterns heet s as discipline wou l d permit, and waite d in sile nce for the commencement of the lieute n ant's a necd o t e. L e t m e s e e-wha t was I saying?" began 1\Ior d aunt, putting his hand u p to his head. '' Oh, yes, I r e m ember-a b out the dhow, t h e p hantom, blood staine d dho w W ell, as I told yo u I was serving o n b oard the Arie l a t the t i me, and I was sent away boa t cruising but as I was onl y a s ub-lieutenant, I
f .. I. ARMY VY 1 519 was not in of the boat. We had l eft the ship over a week aucl had not caught s ight of a sail, when one evening we noticed a big dhow stealing out from under a point of land, and of course we up helm and steered for h er. "As we drew nearer, I could not help n oticing that there seemed a strange tint or color about both the dhow and her sails a sort of carmine hue, and I was just going to draw the lieutenant's attentio n to it, when old King Tom-a Kroomau, who had served nearly all his life on the East Coastshouted out: Oh, massa, massa lieutenant! No go any nearer dat dhow! Dat am de Phantom Dhow, sar -safe for sure, sar-and if \ e ebber touc h her, sar, Obi get us all and we am done for sure!' '\\'hat do you mean, you silly fellow?' said the lieutenant (Fellows, his name was-as brave a man as ever broke biscuit). 'Are you drunk or mad?' '' 'Oh, no, sar; me no drunk, and me no mad,' answered King Tom. But lookee now, you no see dat de elbow and all her sail am dip in blood?' Well, it does look like it,' replied Fellows; 'but probably that is caused by the setting sun.' Oh, no, sar; I tell you how clat was,' &aid the Krooman. 'Long time ago-m e no know how long -dat dhow was runnin' a fine cargo ob s l aves, when she was chased by man-o' -war boat, jus t same us, and den de skipper, he swear by a ll de Obi dat he knoo dat he would nebber be taken alibe by de mau-o'-war boat, and den de debbil he come and he say, 'Spose yo u gib me your soul and your crew's sou ls, and d souls ob all your cargo ob slaves, me promise you dat you nebbe r be caught.'' Aucl de Arab skipper, h e say yes, and make de bargain and den d e debbil .he go t o de helm and puttee h ard dO\'>n, and de n de elbow urn fly up in de air and jump down on deman-o'-w ar's boat, and dump um all to de botto m ob d e sea, and--',, Here ::lfordaunt broke off and looked horror stricken for a moment, when he cried out: ''Look! look! See, she's jumping now! Horro r! She is the Phantom Dhow, and we a r e doomed! doomed! doomed!" The last words rang out with a shrill shriek that was inexpressibly mournful. At the same moment the disappeared beneath the horizon, and as the1e is no twilight to speak of in those latitudes it sudden! y became almost dark. A minute's silence followed, f o r even in these enlightened days seamen are all more or less superstitious, while thirty years ago it wou!d have been hard to find a bl uejacket who did not believe in the supernatural. "See how she jumps!" shrieke<;l out Mordaunt. ''And look at the blood! S h e will f all upon u s next! But I will not wait for it. Good-by, mess mates!'' And maddened with fever, the unhappy man was about to jump overboard when I pulled him back, and, assisted by Barton, the coxswain, de posited him in the stern sheets. He was still rambling, though n o w his conversa tion was disjointed, being merely the ravings of delirium, when all at once I heard a voice, which I recognized as belonging to Simcox, exclaim: "Look here, mates, I don't want to be dumped by no blooming dhow, so I votes we goes about and leaves her alone. What do you say?" There was a muttered reply from the other men, which seemed to be mostly in the affirmative, and I saw that if I did not at once take my position as commander of the boat it would soon be too late. ''Hold him clown, Barton!'' I exclaimed, as I Jet go of the fever-stricken lieutenant. ''Take care be doesn't give you the slip,'' and then I sprang to my feet. ''Now then, who is that talking of going about?'' I cried out. "Remember, I am now the officer in charge of this boat.'' "Oh, no, you ain't," answered Simcox, step ping aft; ''you're only a paltry middy! Muster Morclaunt's our orficer, and as he don't seem in clined to say nothing, why, I'm goin' to take charge for a spell.'' Another half minute and he would have done so, but without pausing to speak-indeed, there was no time-I laid hold of the spare tiller, which hap pene d to be lying handy, and brought it down on the fellow's head with all my force. He dropped like a stricken bullock to the bottom of the boat, stunned, and then I said: 1 Does any other mutineer want a dose of this? Because, if so, let him step aft and he can have it.'' There was no reply, however, and by this time Monlaunt had quieted down, so that the coxswain could leave him in charge of the man who had been steering. ' Hullo!" exclaimed Barton, as he resumed his seat on the quarter. ''Why, where's the dhow?'' Every eye in the bo a t except those belonging to the two men who were hors de combat, was now eagerly searching for the chase, but she had disap peared. "I thought there was somethin' uncanny about her," said the stroke, a Scotsman. "It's no gude chasing craft of that sort.'' There was a murmur of acquiescence from the remainder of the crew, and goodness only knows how the affair would have turned out had I not hap. pened to look round. "Why, you silly fellow, there she is," I ex cl aimed. "While we were struggling and fighting she down' d sail, and we passed her in the dusk. Stand by to wear. Put the helm up. To cut a long story short, in less than half an hour we were alongside the so-called phantom dhow, and, though a slight resistance was made, our blue-jackets-directly they found that they had corporeal beings to deal with, and not spectressoon gave a good account of the Arabs, and we found that our prize contained no fewer than one hundred and eighty slaves. We had no further difficulty with Mordaunt, and when we were once more on board the Badger, and he was convalescent, I inquired of him respect ing the subject of his yarn, but, much to my sur prise, he assured me that he had never in his life either read or heard of the Phantom Dhow.
The A STORY OP NQRTH,WEST CANADA WM.MURRAY CRAYDOM Aull/07' of "A J,egacy of Pmit," "In Forbidden Nepaul," ete ("THE CRYPTOGilA>l" was commenced iu No. 27. Bac k numbers can b e ohtaiu en of all newsdealers. ) CHAPTER XVI. A RESOI.VE '!'HAT FAII.ED. nwo things were clear to my mind-first, that Flora was lost to me, and that honor forbade me to speak one word of love to her again; second, that I could not remain permanently under the same roo h her, whether she was married or single. The latter was a delicate and difficult affair, and 'I had some misgivings as to how it could be arranged; but, fortunately, chance came to my aid, as I shall show. The factor's house was shared by several other non-commissioned officers of the company, one of whom was married. Tht single spare 10om was as signed to Mr. and Mrs. Gummidge. I saw my op portunity, ann eagerly volunteered to give my own apartment to Flora, whose propen pl ace was with the women. The matter was easily arranged, and within two hours of our arrival at the fort I was installed in a little room in the men's quarters. I was sitting there after supper, gloomily sm* ing my pipe, when I received R visit from Griffith Hawke. The sight of his rugged, kindly face gave me a keen twinge of conscience. He had heen like a father to me in the past, and I hated to think how nearly I had done him a foul injury. "All going well?" I asked. ''Within the fort, yes,'' he replied, grayeJy, as he sat down. "Miss Hathertou is quite recoYered, and has an appetite. She seems to b e a braye and spirited girl." "She is," I assented. "You knew they were sending her, I suppose?" "Yes, Lord Selkirk forwarded me a little water color sketch of her months ago. I am afraid there is a considerable disparity in our ages, but tha t can be overcome. I shall m ake her a good hus band, and a steady one-eh, D enz il?" With a forced smile, I pretended to appreciate the jest. "How i s Moralle?" I a sked, ahruptly. ''He is a very sick man,' said the factor; ''but it is not a hopeless case. With care, be may re cover. But I came to have a serious talk with you, my boy. First of all, tell m e everything tha t hap pened from the time you met Miss Hatberton in until I ran across you up the riYer this morning. I have beard only fragment s of thenar rative.'' I did as be and b e hung on my words with close attention and with a deepening look of anxiety in his eyes. When I had finished, he asked me numerous questions, and then pondered silent! v Finally he leaned forward and began to fill his pipe. By this time my mind had strayed from the subject, and on a sudden impulse I plunged into the thing that I was so anxious t o have done and over with. I grew confused from the start-a lie was so _foreign to my nature-and I fear I made rather a mess of it. What words I used I cannot recall but I incoherently told the factor tha t I wished to lem e the fort at once and go down country, pleading as an excuse that I was tired of the lonel y life of the wilderness and had t a ken a fancy t o carve a future for myself among the towns. By the expression of his face I was certain that he suspected the truth, and I could have bitten my tongue off with chagrin a n d shame. He looked at me hard, and my eyes fell before his. "You would l eave the service of the company?" he asked. "And with your fine chances!" "I might be transferred-Fort Garry would suit me nicely," I blundered, quite forgetting what I h a d said prev ioti sly. "This i s not the time to make sucl.1 a demand," Griffith Hawke repli ed, not unkindly. "I want you here. There wi ll be trouble in the North befor e many day s. ' "I am very anxi o u s to go,'' I persisted, doggedly. "I can' t spare yon," h e said, sharply. "Let that end the discussion for the present. In the spring, if you are of the same mind--" "I will wait until the n,'' I broke in. I saw that all was against me, and that there w as nothing to do but make the best of it. "I can hardly beli eve," continued the f actor, "that Cuthbert Mackenzie would have underta k e n so desperate an affair, or that the Indians w ould have taken senice under him, unles s both h e and they knew that they had the Northwes t Company b ac k of them. I am of the opinion that the red skins have been bought over-that hostilitie s are about to What do you think?" "I am inclined to agree with y o u I repli ed. "My duty is plain," said Griffith H awke [
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1522 ARMY AND NAVY bales of skins, passing out little wooden castors, and taking the m iii again in exchange for powder and sllot, tobacco and beads, and various other com modi ties. For a few moments I watched the scene sharply, though with an assumed air of indifference. I was sati sfie d that no Sioux were preseut. They were all wood-Indians-as distinguislled from the fiercer tribe of the plains-but they were in stronger numbers than was customary at this time of the year. What I was seeking I did not find h ere. I scanned each face in turn, but all present in the outer room were unmistakably redskins. ''You are doing a lively business this morning," I remarked to the factor. ''Yes; I am having quite a run," he replied. "I can't exactly account for it." In a lower tone he added: ''Every man of them is purchasing powder and shot, Denzil.'' This seemed a partial confirmation of my suspicions. "It's queer, to say the least,' I answered. "I wouldn't sell them much. Tell them you're running short.'' "They won't believe that," said Griffith Hawke. "Stay and lend rue a hand, Denzil, if you've nothing else to do." "I'll come back in a moment,' I replied. "I've got a little mat t e r to attend to. I may 'vant you to help me. If I shout for you, close the grating and run out.'' Griffith Hawke's eyes dilated, and in a tone of astonishment he demanded to k11ow what I meant. But I did not wait to answer him. I slipped unh eeding out of the trading house, turned the corner ana almost ran into a big savage who was coming from the rear of the enclosure-a place in which he bad no business to be. He was apparently an As sinibon brave, decked out in cariboo robe and bla11ket, fringed leggings, and headed moccasins. But his chee k bones were not prominent enough for an Indian, and when be saw m e a mddy color flashed through the sickly copper of his skin and .a m enacing look sllone in his eYes. A1;
ARMY AND NAVY 1523 barred them. A couple ran to the loopholes and peered out. ''The varmints are in retreat,'' cried one-' 'mak ing for the woorl s 011 the north.'' ':\IJC! it'sadead body they're carrying with theu1, sure euough, '' shouted the other. By this time the fort was in a tumult, and a crowd surrounded the factor and myself, clamor iug to kuow the cause of the disturbance. So soon as Criflith Hawke could quiet t h e m a little, I told all that I knew, and produced the strip of birch bark. It was passed about from h and to band. ''You read the message r i ght-I know some thi ug of Indian c haracter \\'ri ting, '' said the factor. ''Doubtless Gray Moose sent it. A 1'\ort!Jwest Com pany's 1nau in the fort as a spy! It i s a thousand pities he got away! But are you certab, Denzil, that he was a white man?" 'I a m sure of it,'' I replied, ''and the fact that the Indians rescued him so promptly--'' ''Yes; that pro, es tlle existeuce of some sort of a conspiracy,'' tlle factor iuterrupted. ''But do you know that tile spy was Cuthbert Mackenzie?" "I could not swear to it, I admitted, "but I am p retty "ell satisfied in my ow n mind.'' !-)ome of the men were for sallying out to pursue and capture the Indians, but Griffith Hawke prudently refused to permit this. "Let we ll e nough a l o n e." h e said. "A large force of savages may be Jur kiug iu the forest, and there will be trouble soon e nough as it is. I regret the unf01tunate accirlent by which I shot one of the Iurlians, for i t will iuA a m e the m a ll the more against u s. It is certain, I fear, that the y have been "on over by the North\\'est people, and that thev meditated a n earlv attack on the fort. Thank Gocl that we got wiud of it in time Come what may, we can h old out against attack and siege! And at the earliest opportunity we must send wo1d to the South and to Fort York.'' Tbe,:e were sober faces and anxious hearts bebind the stockade that day, for there could be no longer any doubt that the long-threatened storm -the struggle for supremacy between the rival fur companies-was about to break. Nay, for aught any of us knew, open strife might already be waging in the south, or up on the shores of Hudson Bay,; a lonely and isolated post was ours on the Churchill riYer. We held a consultation, and decided to omit no precautionary measures. Our store of weapons was overhauled, the howitzers were loaded, the gates and the stockade were strengthened, and men were posted on watch. The day wore on quietly, and no sign of Indians was reported. I sav; nothing of Flora, but I thought of her constantly, and feared she must be in much distres s of mind. I confess, to my shame, that it caused rue some elation to reflect that the marriage was now likely to be indefinitely postponed, but there I erred, as I was soon to learn. At about four o'clock of the afternoon, when darkness was coming on, I was smoking a pipe in the men's quarters. Hearing shouts and a sudrlen I ran out in haste, thinking the Iudians were approaching; but, to my surprise, the sentries "ere unbarring the gates, and no sooner bad they opened them than in came a couple of voyageurs, followed by two teams of dogs and a pair of sledges. The two occupants of the latter, in spite of the muffiing of furs, I recognized at once. The one was my old Quebec acquaintance, Mr. Christopher Burley, the Loudon Jaw clerk; the other, to my ill-concealed dismay, was an elderly priest whom I bad often seen at Fort York. [TO BE y. ;c-_;C' y. ;c-_;C' y..y. _;C' y. ;c-_;C' lij! g ; 1 THE TREASURE OF I SORA; I 10> OR, 1S9/ The Giant Islanders of Tiburon. i ..---------------------I BY BROOKS M cCO RMICK, Author of" How He Won,'' Etc., Etc. 0 (I 0 tj 0 0 (\.'opyriL;hlt' l. .AnH'rkan I 'LiblislJers' CorporuiJou). ("'!'I IE oF !son A,. was c mU1ueur erl in No. 29. Bac k JlUn1llers can be obtained of alluewstlealer.s, CHAPTER IX. lll'XK \\'F.LJ.POOL INCl'RS A SAD DISAPPOINTMENT. mC::\K \YELLPOOL was not a little sur prised at what h e regarde d as the singul a r con duct of Livy W ooster when they parted on the s h o r e of the river, four m onths before the arrival of the Alba tros s at the island of Isora. He had not the r emotest suspici o n that the per-son with whom be bad been talking so long in the orcba,rd aod at the landing was not the associate of his night enterprise, for be was greatly excited himself, and Landy had taken the greatest care not to.betray himself. As Captain Ridgefield and his son believed, Dunk had bullied Livy into taking the part he played in the affair. Captain Well pool's son bad in some manner obtained an influence over this boy which enabled him to do so. But Dunk could not understand it at all when
.. 1 524 ,AMY AND NAV Y Livy asserted himself, saying tha t h e did not be his compa nion inte nd e d to g i ve him h i s sha r e in the tin trunk, and h a d l eft him while he w as trying t o mak e a c oncess i o n t o him. H e h a d n o time t o f o llo w him, f o r the f amily must b e on board the Yulture, a n d it would per haps spoi l his fath e r s pl a n s if h e f ailed t o l e a ve the wharf before the peop l e o f the t o w n were stirring. \\7i t h the tin trun k in his h and, he went on board o f the boat again, and pulle d d ow n the river, wh e r e h e fou n d his f athe r v ery impatient a t his ab se n ce wh e n he was all r eady t o c as t off the f as t s. 'Wh e r e h ave you b een, Duncan?'' d e manded his f athe r as he showed himself on the deck of the Vult u re w h e n the afte r sails h a d b e e n h o isted and she w as all read y to l eav e. I have been w aiting for you this half hour." I w as sick and up n early all night," r eplied Dunk. I did not s t a y on board of the v esse l f o r Tim Ree d w anted me to go to his hous e las t night, and I was to sleep with him.'' Captain Ridgefield h a d expresse d a doubt a s t o whethe r C a p tain W ellpo ol h a d any guilt y kno wledge of the ope r a ti o n s of his s on, tho u g h the l atter h a d prove d tha t he was capable o f s u c h treache ry; and n o w it appeared tha t Dunk had acte d sol ely on his OWl] account. ''What is the matte r with you?'' asked the f ather, softening in his manner when his son said h e h a d bee n sick. I had the cholera morbus; but I think I h a ve g o t over it now, replied Dunk, keeping the t i n trunk behind him all the time so that his father should not see it. ''You h a d better go into the cabin and turn in; let your mother give you something, thoug h if you can go to s leep that is the be s t thing for you said C aptain Well pool. "But where is Livy? I h a v e n t seen him this morning, a nrl the mate said he did not sleep on board last ni;:;-ht. '' "I don' t know; I h aven' t seen anythin g of him,'' answered Dunk, as he m o v e d towar d the companionwa y. "Perhaps h e h a s g o t sick of the voyage, and has backed out; I shall not w ait for him. T o m Leeks came to see me l ast night, and I shippe d him, s o that we shall not be short-hande d,'' replie d the captain, as he ordered Boscook, the mate, to cas t off the fasts and set the jib. Dunk went down into the cabin and too k p os session of the stateroom which had been a ss i g ned to him. His first care w a s to put the tin trunk in a safe place, for he still had a strong hope tha t the m oney had not been t a k e n fro m it. He told his mother that he h a d sl ept with Tim Reed and had been sick ; but he d e cl ared he w as quite well then and only w anted to g o to slee p, for he could hardly keep his e y es ope n, whic h was true, as he had been up the entire night. The Vulture was soon standing down the channel, and Dunk la y down in his berth, but tire d and sleepy as h e w<'!s he could not go to sleep, for the events of the night still pressed themselves on his mind. Fastening his do.:>r, he took the tin trunk from its place of concealment and proceeded to examine it. By tlris time it was broad daylight, and the stateroom ;va s li ght enough to enable him to see cl e a rl y The v essel w as m oving a way fro m t h e home of his childhood tho u g h h e had too muc h on his m i n d t o permit him to indulge in a n y tienti m e n t a l r eflectio ns. He t urne d the lid of the box t o w a r d the w indow o f the stateroom, and examined it \\'ith the sear ching scrutiny in order to dcterm i n e whether o r not the lock had been t a mpered with by LiYy, in whos e possess i o n it bad been fo r some time. H e knew tha t his accomplice i n the robbery had no ches t or e ve n a Y a l ise, b u t brought his clothes on board the s c h oo n e r in a bun d le; in fact, b e bad not h ing w ith a l o c k on it, and f o r this r easo n be w a s not l i k ely to have a n y keys iu his pocket, one of which m ight possibly fit the tin trunk. He could not h a v e picked the lock in the d arkness, even i f he h a d any implement a b out h i m for purpo se, and Dunk was c o nfid ent tha t h e c o ul d not h a y e opene d the b o x in the regul a r way. Then he l ooke d for any m arks whic h indicated tha t the trunk h a d been broken open, b u t the r e WCJS n o t e v e n a scratch upo n it; arouud the keyhole the lacquere d tin was. a s smooth a s whe n it was u ew, a s s urin g him that Livy had n o t trie d t o pic k t h e lock f o r h e e ouldnot h ave d one a u ythiug o f the kind i n the dark without leaving s ollle evidence of the fact. The n Dunk shook the trunk, as h e h a d clo n e seY e r a l ti-m e s b e fore on sho r e and the souu d con vinced him that the contents of the b o x h a d not been dis turbe d H e had a trunk of his own in the state r oo m, aml h e applied the key of it to the tin box, but it as thre e times too b i g for the keyh o l e, and h e was obliged to suspend all operatio n s in this clirecti o n f o r the wan t of any t ools t o break the lock, or a supp l y o f k eys from which h e might select one tha t would fit it. He X>nld do more, and h e thre w hi111self into his berth but h e f elt a t olerabl y strong . ssura n c e tha t t h e money, and, what was o f m o r e con; equence U> bis father, the con c e ss i o n of t h e island, s tiU i n t h e t runk. With Lhis c heerful v iew of the r esult o f his nig ht's work, b e drofped asleep while h e was thinking how he should band the con cess i o n over t o bis f athe r wil.hoc;t e xplaining b o w it came into his possess i on. D unk's mother did n o t c all him t o breakfast whe n it W % ready, and h e s lept w i t h out wakin g till.it was noon, and h e only dresse d himself \\h e n he w as c alled to d inner. A s o n board of the othe r schoon e r bound o n t h e same voyage, Captain W ellpoo l divide d his ship's c ompa n y into watches, aud Dunk was assigned to the p o r t watch; but h e h ardly n o ticed t h e proceed ings on board, h i s mind was so fully occ u p ied with the r esults of his operations the night b efore A s he was s upposed to b e a little under t h e weathe r n othing in the shape of w ork was r equired o f him, a n d h e went below sayiug t o his m othe r who was o n deck with Roxy, h e r d aughte r that h e thought h e s houl d t urn in again, for he did n o t f ee l just right. In the c a bin h e had a chance to borrow all the keys in trunks and lockers, f o r there w as n o o n e there to interfere with him; but be could not find a single key that h e co uld insert in the key hole,
... -ARMY i\'A VY 1625 for the trunk had been made for a ''strong box,'' atul the Jock was peculiar. Dunk was disappointed at tlte result of his various tlials with so mauy keys, and the only course left open to him was to break open tlte trunk. From the tool chest he procured an old cltisel and a ltammer, bnt even with these implements he founrl it no easy job to open the trunk, though he at last succeeded in doing so by cutting away the tin aroull(l the lock. In a h iglt of expectation he opened the trunk and saw that it was half full of papers of some sort, and he took from the top of tlte pile a last year's almanac, which was not entirely satisfactorv. One by one he 1emoved several newspapers, and his spirits began to die out of ltim, for it looked as tltouglt h e would not have to study up any plan to explain his possession of the concession, inasmuch as it did not yet appear that h e possessed it. A n old magazine was the next treasure he handled, and it did not suit ltim a whit better than the altnanac and the newspapers. He went to the bottom of the trunk without finding e itlt e r money or v"aluables of any kind. He was bewildered and confounded at the result of the examination, for though h e was a very shaky character h e was no fool, and h e was able to reason very clearly over the sad discovery he h a d made, whiclt entirely upsoat so m e very brilliant plans he had imagine_d. CHAPTER X. THE HOISTING OF THg S IGNAL FLAG ON THE HILL. It would be stating it very mildly to say that Dunk W ellpool w as bewildered and utterl y confounded when h e discovered tile worthl ess character of the contents of the tin trunk. W as it possible that LiYy Wooster had opened the trunk, taken out the treasures it contained, and substituted for them the pamphlets and newspapers h e had found? Certainly Livy bad not carried about him such trash as the box contained, and be could not ha,Y e found such articles in the d arkness of the night in tile orchard or the pasture. They could not have been put there by him; i t was simply impossible in the opini o n of the inquirer; and it looked as though the matter was til e g r oundwork of one of the great mysteries of his life. As h e was thinking of the discovery h e had made and feeling just as though a cruel trick had been played upon him, he picked up a handful of the rubbish be had taken from the trunk. On the coYer of the magazine be found the name of 'Captain S. Ridgefield, Channel port, l\Ie., '' showing that the master of the A lbatross was a regular subscriber to the publication, for the name w as printed with a directing machine. On the newspapers he found the same address, and as Dun k knew that Livy had not been into the captain's house, he was satisfied that he had n o t substituted tlte rubbis lt for the valuable contents of the trunk. The owner of the box would not have done s u c h a thing as to keep these worthl ess publications in a tin trunk, locked up in his desk, as though theyhad been bank notes, needs and bonds. As it did not cross Dunk's mind that he b a d been deceived in the person who b anded the tin trunk to him, t aking it from the crotch of the Porter apple tree, the more he thought of the matter the more mystified he became, and h e c ould make no progress at all in the solution of it. It had been no secret in Channelport tha t Captain Ridgefield and his f amily were about to emigrate to the Pacific coast. though i t was generally suppos'ed that they were going to some point in California, and Dunk's father had done a great deal o f talking in his family about the intentions of his former friend, whom he now regarded as his bitter enemy. He had hinted that he must have gathered together a considerable s um of money for the in tended departure, and he also alluded to the concession, which he considered as much his own property as that of the captain's, who had spent his money and time in procuring it. This talk had inspired Dunk with the idea of possessing both the money and the grant, and he was confident that he should realize as much as a thousand dollars from the enterprise of that night. But he did not believe that, with this sum in his possession, he should go to any out-of-the-way place and work with a pick and s hovel, as the hands shipped were to do when the occasion r equired; indeed, his father had always made him work harder that he liked. It was quite true that he had promised Livy an equal share of the plunder, but he intended to put .:>ff the division of the money till the Vulture put into some port to procure supplies, for his father thought he should touch at Rio Janeiro, and per haps elsewhere. At this or any more convenient point Dunk meant to run away, and with what he regarded as a fortune in his possession he could enjoy himself to his heart's content. Doubtless Landy Ridgefield had done him an immense favor in defeating his brilliant plan, and h a d poss i b l y saved him from utter ruin for a few years, but Dunk wa s greatly cast down when he found that he had spent the whole night in a use l ess venture and had realized nothing from il. If he thought at all of the crime he had committed, the fact that he had left Channel port forever would save him from the consequences of his folly and villainy. The Vulture sped on her voyage, and sailing a week earlier, she was favored with fresher winds than tile Albatross, and entirely escaped the calms that bad delayed her rival. But she had arrived at !sora only twenty-four hours before the other schooner, and had come to anchor in Perla Bay the evening of the preceding day. Captain Wellpool w as in a hurry to obtain possession of the island before the arrival of his enemy, and the evening had been spent in putting up a shanty and landing stores from the vessel. ''But if Captain Ridgefield has a grant from the government of this island, what good will it do to take possession of the place?' asked Mrs. Well pool, while the landing was in progress. "What good will the grant do him out here, I should like to know? He has no power, so soldiers, no anything, to put him in possession of it by driving me away,'' demanded the captain.
1526 ARMY NAVY ''Do you mean to fight for the island?' asked the wife "Yes, if Ridgefield undertakes to interfere with me. I have as much right to the i sland as he has; and we agr ee d to come here and occupy it together; but h e kept putting m e off till I was sati sfied tbat he meant to cheat m e out of my s hare of the wealth tbere i s ou tlle i sland. That is the whole o f it, and I meau to defentl my rigbt t o the end. "There is a boat with a lot of Indians in it,'' said Dunk, joining his father and mother at this point of the cOtl\"ersation. ''I am not afraid of them, though it will be nec essary to keep watch of the m about a ll the time," replied Captain Wellpool, as he brougllt his glass to bear upoiJ the single boat tha t appeared at the entrance of the bay. ''I am afraid of Indians,'' said Roxy, as she clung to the side of her mother. "So a m I,'' a
... IS I AR)lY \ Y 1527 A s it w as, h e k e p t about hi s work, and drove his m e n t o d o their utmos t, for h e was still in a burry t o get settl e d on tbe island b efore the arrival of the Albatr oss, antl h e wa s confident that she must be o n her way t o this paradise. Ther e is Lon Pack wood running down t h e hill!' e xclainJ e d Dun k who w as already tired of the h ard w ork h e had hecn compe ll e d to do, and h e thought tha t any thing whic h w ould c a ll upon them to knoc k off, e \ e n if i t w e r e to b e a fight, would be a god se n d I d o n t see him, replie d the captain. "Stick t o y our w ork, Dnncan; and I will let you know whe n it i s tin1 e to l e t up. W e shall have time eno u g h t o rest aft e r we gel s ettled on shore, and a r e in possessi o n o f the island.'' 'L o n i s in amo n g the trees, but he i s o n the way to the boat,'' adde d Dunk, as be r e sumed his wurk. 'The re i s time euongh. and we need not do any thing a b out the Iudians till we see them coming," ans wered his father. "There i s your mother o n the sho r e frightene d half out of her se nses when there i s n't a n India n within a mile and a half of her." ''The r e a r e Iudians ahonl here, for we saw them y e: terday. Wha t i s to pre v ent thE'lll fro111 landing on the oth e r s i rle o f the i sland, and coming over to the cottage''' as k e d Dunk. "They can't getup the b ank, which is a steep prec i p i ce a ll a r ound the isl and. T h e hillsides ha,-e been cmi n g in f o r the las t hundre d y ears, aud the ouly place to l aud i s ou this bay." "The r e i s L o n Packwoo d in the boat, and h e is pulliug wi t h a ll his might !' e xcl aimed Duuk, as h e p ointe d iu the direc t i o u of the s t rait by which the hay was eule r e d. The h o p ef ul so n d i d not wait for any order s, but knocked off w o rk a t o nce, while his father went to the q ua rter d ec k b ent on the nnmbe r flag and h o isted i t t o t h e topping l i ft, were the ensigu was s o metimes d i,p1nyed. ''I s uppose w e h a d h ellc r g e t up the r i fles and a Jnll lllnition '' said t h e captain, as he came to the co111pani o m n t y. afte r h e h a d s e t the signal. ' 1 s h o u l d thiu k i t was about lime,' replied Dunk, in a lon e whic h seem e d to his f ather to be rn'. h e r cri t i ca l. "There i s time e nough; y o u are lo sing y our h e : u l, ])u ncan." sai t l the captain, in a sha r p tone for h e d i d 11ol a llow himse lf to be c riticiLed, eYe n in the to nes o f the Y o i ce by any o n e o n bo ard of the \'CS!'ei. "If there was t i 1 n e e n o n g h L o n w ouldn't s t r ain h i m s('lf at the oars as h e i s doing n ow," su g g ested Dunk. D o n t yon see tha t the Indians h a ve to c o m e to the opl'ning before they c a n gel into the buy, and thev "iII have to make a mile afte r we g e t s i ght of lhetn? I te l l you there i s n o hurry.'' Captain \\'c llpool was v e x e d becau s e his so u sce mecllo b e trYin g l o hurry him; and h e w ent to the toppin g lift, a u d look in til e number h e had h o isted. "What i s t hat for f ather?" d emanded the sou, rath e r imperaliYely. ''X o n e of your hus i ness w h a t it i s for, Duucan. You wil l have to learn t h a t I am in command of this vessel, and 1 d on't l e t a n y b ody boss nie. T h e party o n shor e h a d not had time to embark in the boa t and when the signal was dropped t h e men, who dare d not disobey an order of the capt ain, refused to return to the Vulture, thouglJ :\Irs. Wellpool and Roxy begge d them to do s o. "Ther e i s no need of doing anything till we can see the Iudiaus at the e n tranc e to the bay," co n tinued the captain, when he was somewhat mollified by the silence of his son. Dunk saw that it was not prudent for him to a n ything, and he watch ed the boat in which Lon Packwood was approachiug as rapiclly as oars would carry it, thoug h he was still half a mile from the sc hoon e r. 111rs. Wellp c ol and Roxy were making energetic gestures in the direction of the ve ssel, aud seemed almost to be pointing with a sort of desperation in the direction from which the signalman was approaching. The t\Yo men with them had knocked off work, and the captain saw tha t they h a d their rifles in their hamls in readiness for imrnedale use an
A DIAMOND IN THE ROUGH; or, HOW RUFUS RODMAN WON S UCCESS. By ARTHUR LEE PUTNAM. tCopyrighted, American Publishers' Corporation. ) ["A DIAMOND IN THE ROUG H was comme nced last week. ) SY:>;OP S I S OF PREVIOUS C HAPTERS. Rufus Rodman, au orphan, fift een yea r s o f age, while plying his v ocation of carryin g baggage fo r t r a v e l ers. w a k e,; the acquaintanc e of a u elderly gentle m a n in front o f t h e G r and Ce n t r a l Stati o n He c arries his satche l to t b e !'a r k Avenue Hotel and i s given a dolla r. This Rufus spends with his cbuw, Mi c k y Flynn, a n ewsboy. Whle they a r e eating iu a r estaurant the y observ e a confide n c e mau n a m e d Leonard Wilto n att e mpting t o defraud a f a r m e r. 'rhcy arrange t o toalk the sche m e and make their way to the t e n e m e n t in whic h t h e y lived While e nterin g they a r e a Jlpeal e d to h y a littlo who anuouuces that h e r drunke n fathe r is beating h e r mother. Ruf u s dashes i n and the d runkard thre llt e u s hi 111 with a chair. CHAPTER V. A DRUNKARD' S HOME. down that chair!" said Rufus bol d l y "Ain' t you asha m e d of yourself, wan tin' to strike a woman?" "Drat your impudeuce!" answe red the drunken m a n. ''I' v e a .great mind you,'' he added, in ang r y t ones. "That would be better than hittin' yeur w i f e, you big brute!" '' Oh, Rufus, be c areful!'' sai d the p oo r wife. "He's that b a d he might kill you. "I ain' t afraid of him, Mrs. P i ckett." His defi ant tone s e e med t o infuri a t e the drunk ard, whos e anger was now d irected agains t o u r h e ro. "You ain't afraid o f me?'' h e r e pealed. "I' ll stop your impude n t tong u e f o r you, see i f I don' L H e lowered the chair a little, released his hold upon lhe t a ble, whicll h a d serve d as a p artial sup p o rt, and starte d in the direction of Rufus. If he bad h a d full control of lli s leg s he would h a v e been a dangerous antagouis t, for he w a s a s h ort, thick set m a n, and evidently p os s es s e d of a l a r g e measure o f strength., But on account of the larg e amount whisky he had imbibed, he found it d i fficult to maintain h i s equilibrium, and in the act of strik ing at Rufus, who skilfully eluded the b l ow, he fell headlong o n the floor. "Go fo racop, Micky," called Rufus "Tell him t o come quick. Rufe knew that the lives of the little family would be in danger unless Pickett was removed. He h a d jus t returned from a three months' sojourn o n t h e i s l a n d, during which his wife and children h a d enjoyed comp a r ative peace, and t hough M rs. Pickett had bee n compelled t o work har d, she had been better off tha n w h e n h e r bruta l husband was with h e r. His fir s t act on coming home was to ap propriate fifty cents o f his w i f e's hard earnings, a n d spend them for w hisk y a t a sa l oon Mrs Pickett did not o ff e r any protest, and Mic k y sped awa y on his errand. Pick ett tried t o rise f rom his recumbent position, but without success Oh Rufe, i sn't it awful? said lilli e Edit h timid l y p eeping into the room. Wll a t's that yer saying agains t yer p a p y o u youn g jade?" mutte r e d Pickett, m aking a nother effort to ris e "I'll baste yer wll e n I get up. "Don't be afraid, E c lie. I 'll t ake care of you,'' said Rufus m a n ful l y. H ea r the kid talk!" continue d lhe p ro strate drunkar d. "1'11 twist his neck whe n I get llold of him. M r s Pick ett still stood c autio u s l y b ehind lll e tabl e, with the you n g cllild in h e r arms. "That' s a pretty way lo r eceiYe a husbaucl a n d fatlle r w h e n b e s beeu a"ay from h o m e for uine t y d ays,'' hiccoug hecl Pic k e tt. "It's a prelly condi l i o n f o r y o n l o co m e h o m e i n said R u fu s o f your impe r e n ce, you youn g rascal'" returned P i c kell. H e s u cceede d i n rising l o his k n ees, by t h e h e l p o f the chair, and in a minute w ould haYe b ee n o n his f ee t m e n a c ing Rufus but at t hi s critical m o ment Micky appeared, f oll o w e d b y a policeman. "What's all this?" d emanded the office r. 'Are you up to your o l d t ricks Pickett? ' "He wo ul d have killed his w i fe and child, I think," s a i d Rufe, "if I h adn' t co m e in just as I did. H e was g oing t o hit h e r o n lhe h ead with a chair!'' 'How's that, Pickett?' "She wouldn' t g i ve me a n y money, ossifer," r e -plie d P i ckett, with another hicc ough. I gave him fift y cents thi s morning or rathe r he t ook it, and that's w h a t lle bought w hisky with," said the w i fe "You've got some m o r e m o n ey, went on the drunkard. ''I have twenty-five c e nts to b u y s upper w ith,' answered the poor w o m a n "That's mine Whatever's yours is mine! Ain't I your husband, sha y?'' "Yes, you are, to m y sorrow!" "Ceme, Pickett, you ll h a Y e to com e w i t h m e. You ain't fit to live at ho. mf!. I s h ould think your last term m ight have been enoug h for you b u l i t d oesn't seem to have been."
ARM Y NAVY lii29 "Yo u ain't goin' to send me back to the island whe n I ve jus t got out, p 'liceman? It's a s h a m e ''All your own fault, my man! Come, get up h e r e T h e officer pulled the drunkard to his feet with no gentle h and and m arched h i m off. As he moved a way h e s h oo k his fist at Rufus, while h i s b row darke n e d. I I I pay you for this, you young rascal ' h e cri e d ''I' ll teacll you not to inte r fere w i t h me." Rufus did n o t r eply, but turned to Mrs. Pickett, who sank into a chair with a sigll of rel i ef ' Y ou're belter off without him, M rs. Pickett," h e said. Y es. Rufus, you a r e rigllt. A n d yet t h e r
1.530 lRMY .Al\D NAYY "You! A boy like you!" "Yes, Mr. Beckwith. I'm a boy, but I know the ropes. I can see through such fellers as this Wilton right off. Now, if you faller my directions, we'll have some fun.'' "Jest as you say. You seem pretty knowin' for a boy of your age. Go ahead and tell me what to do.'' "You see, we must fool him just as he wants to fool you.'' "How v1ill we do it?" "It'll cost a little money. You see, we must buy awallet, anddoitupinapaper, but it won't be real money that's in it, but some bogus money." ''Where will we get it?'' ''There's a store on the Bowery where they have some advertising bills that look like greenbacks. I got some this mornin' as I came along. That's what we'll put in the wallet." "Good!" faughed the old man, gleefully. I'll show that \Vilton I'm as sharp as he is, if I do come from Greenville, New Hampshire. He think; I'm a greenhorn, but folks get mistaken sometimes.'' "When all is ready you must let me hide under the bed, so I can see the fun or hear it. You be dowustairs in the office, and when he comes propose to him to come upstairs to your room. That's just what he'll like, for he'll be afraid to play his trick on you in public." Joshua chuckled. It flattered his vanity to think he was going to get the b etter of a New York trickster. He felt that it woul As you've put me in the way of makin' so much money I guess I can afford to treat." "Thank you, l\Ir. Beckwith, but I ha\e an iut portant engagement. Some other time will do for that. By the way, I advise you to lea\e for home a:; soon as possible. It isn't safe to cany rouncl :-o much money. You cau afford to come to Ntw York again soon." "So I can!" chuckled Joshua. who seemed in hilarious spirits. "Good-by, Mr. \\'illo11! It isn't often one meets such a friend as yon arc.'' "The old fool is drunk with joy!" said \\'ilton to himself, as be hurried downstairs. ''I must get here where I can open this wallet. Luck's in my favor for once. ' (TO BE CO-'TINllED.]
---------------------------------------------------------A YOUNG BREADWINNER OR, GUY H A MMERSLEY S TRIALS AND TRIUMPHS. The Story o f a Brave Boy' s Struggle for Fame in the Grellt Metropolis. B v MATTH E W WHITE. jR. ( Copvrlg ht e d A m erican P ubl i she r s' Corporation. \ llH'. ''' ' "a::.; );u. 22. Hac I < t'Clii ht> ohtu.iHt'd o f a.ll U t'W:o;dtal t rs.) CJL\PTER XXXIII. AN UNLUKCY INYI'l'A' l 'ION TO DINE. DT was but a short c1istauce from the office of K enworthy & Cl arke to the Criter i o n Theatre, but o n the way Ric1ley managed to find out a good deal abou t the s m a ll b o y conceming who m a ll the n e w spapers wer e l J:otw them turn in at t h e stage door, and a few minnte,; later a 111an wearing t h e same c l othes, but "i th an altogether different f a ce, passed out b y the ladies' entrance of the hotel, and IJurr ied acros s the street to the theatr e. T h is second 1 n a n h a d a thic k head of h air, a n d quite a long. brown heard, while t h e person who harkeeper as to h i s the re, repli e d t h a t he hHI hLeu "eut for by the gas llla n to exam ine one of the there was 110 performance in p rogres s, the doorm:lll, after looking t h e y is itor O Y e r f o r a m o Ple;l;, mun1hletart fro m our s t a bl e o n tbP W es t s in e and a s my si,ter is going with u s I mns 1 e scort h e r o v er. I send Edwurd, a g r oon1 o f mine to l.>r i!Jg y o u u p t h e 1 e S orry I conld n o t c ome n1yself, but it will all go t o mnke u mor e !Jl Pasant outing f o r you in t l 1 e e m \. Tru l y y ours, R idley W estmore Telling M r Eng li s h who kne w of his engagem ent wi t h the \Vestrnores, that Mr. Ridley h a d sent f o r him, H a r old hurrie d iuto his overcoat and went o u t into the little box-like arra11gement a nnexed t o the the atre, covering the stage door. H e r e h e f onnd a smooth-face d young m a n, very d ef e renti a l iu m anne r, w aitiug for him. '' D i < l yo11 co m e fr o m l\lr. W estmore after m e?'' a sked Harold. "Yes your h ouor, was the response They went off togethe r and, as they approached Forty second street, Harold asked "Where is the s t a ble?" "The what?' repeated the young man.
1532 .A.RMY AND NAVY "Why, the stable where Mr. W.estmore keeps his horses and where you' re t aking me?'' A strange look of dis m a y of terror almost, came into Edward' s fac e as he listened to this r epetition of the bo y's question. He knit his brows into a heavy frown and g azed wildly about a s if expecting to find ass i s t ance for something that was troubling him, and the n, unconscious l y Harold c ame to his aid by adding : ''Is it near enough to w alk?'' "No, we have ter t ake a c ar. Here comes one now. Hurry, or we won't c a t c h it." Nothing loath for a run, H a r old put his legs in motion, and the two were soon aboard a car on the Forty second stree t roa d bound w e st. produce d two nickels wrappe d in a s c r a p of news paper and p aid the fare with quite a lordly air, while H arold puzzlecl himse lf with the proble m why Ridley We stmor e, who was s o well dresse d himself, should h a ve such a slovenly servant about the place At each avenue they crossed the boy thought they would get out, but his companion made no move Pre s ently the car stopped in front of a ferry house and Harold s a w that this was the end of the route Come, we must hurry, said Edwa rd. "The boat's jus t going to start.'' "The boat? Why, wha t are we going on the boat for?" H arold wanted to know. "Is the stable acros s the river'?" "No, but de kerridge is," explained Edward, drawing a long breath and speaking rapidly. "The boss changed his mind after the note was writor no, de missy had gone across de riber, and he got a telygram to meet h e r wid de kerridge an' he'll be dere when we git over. The n he's goin' ter take you a spl endid dri \'e a m o n g the hills." While talking Edward w as makiu g tracks for the ferry-house, and H a r o l d was obli ge d perfo rc e to follow him, as he was still a stranger i n tow n aun did not wish to be l e ft alone. Boy like, he w a s much distracted b y the sights of the river to be s een from the b oat, a n d did not pay much h ee d to other things till they had reach e d the other side, and when, after being c onduc ted by his guide throug h several stree t s in a squalid n eighborhoo d, there were still no si gns of Ridley. ''Are you sure you know where he's to be?'' asked the boy. "Yes, pretty sure ; we 'll soon be there now," and cheered by this intelligence H arold plodde d bravely on till they finally reached the c ountry The roa d w a s a l o n e l y one, and a t this p oint wound throug h a thic k woods A n d h e r e o n s u d denly turning a corne r they c a m e upon a close d carriage. H ere w e are," cried Edward, a ssisting H a r old in. There was only one m a n inside, and as the h o rse was started off at a fas t trot, Harold rec o gnized, not Ridley Westmore, but Colonel Starr. CHAPTER XXXIV. WHAT HAPPENED ACROSS THE RIVER. "Why, Colonel Starr, did Mr. Westmore send you after me?'' exclaimed Harold, looking up in the colonel's face all unsuspiciously. ' No, my son, he did not,'' replied that indi-vidua l solemnly, a n d he bent down and imprinteil a kiss o n t h e boy's forehead. "In this case I haye b ee n compelled to use a little deception in order tha t right may come out of wrong, and the cause of justice triumph." "Why, what do you mean? I don't understand,' exclaime d the boy, as much astonished by the kiss as h e was mysti fied by the words. The c o lonel had relinquished the lines to Edw a r d w h o, mounting to the front seat of the rams hackl e o l d ve h icle, was urgin g the horse onward a s fast as the ancient animal could be induced to m o v e I n f act, no turnout could have been in greater c ontrast to that which Harold had expected to find awai ti n g him. ' What d o I mean, my dear boy?'' answered the ex-concert compan y mauager, w h o, with an ann about H a r o l d, was holding him pressed tightl y against his side. "Prepare yourself for a shock, y o u poor chi ld, who llave been accustomed to so m a n y o f the m. I a m yo u r father.'' "You!" cri e d the boy, w ith a ll of amazement and n othing of joy in t h e exclamation. ''Then your n ame o u ghtn' t t o he Colo n e l Starr, b u t Mr. Hamm e r s ley, like m amma's." ' Ah, but M rs. Hammersley i s not your mother, my child, ' and t h e colonel s hook his head slowly from side to s ide as t h o ugh h e was person ally deeply a f!ii c ted by this fact. "Of c .mrse y,ou will not t ake this as hard as you would had you known her as a moth e r for a very long time. "Buthowdoyou k now? I don't believe it," said Har old, bluntly. "Why didn't you find it out before if it i s so?" "It was a n old n urse we had once w h o tol d me about it o nly yesterday afternoon. She lay dying in a New Y ork hospital and sent for me. She had charge o r you w h e n you were a littl e boy, a n d one day, w h e n out w a l k ing with you, she reported that you w e r e snatched f rom her arms by some evillooking m e n. All search for you was in va i n. Your mothe r die d from the shock, and my hair was prematurely whitened. Yesterday aftemoou, as, I say this w o m a n sent fo r me, and confessed that you h a d not been s n a t c hed away from her at, all, but that s h e had s ol d you to a circus for twenty-five rlollars, repr esenting herself as your mother. You had been s o sickly tha t the c ircus people could not train you up to thei r b usin ess, so they accepted the offer of a kindhearted lady i n a Pennsylvania town, where t hey were s h ow ing, who offered to adopt you. This l a d y was n o n e other than Mrs. Colburn. "But w h y do I look so much like Mr. Glenn, the n?'' Harold wanted to know. H e w a s taking the revelation very calmly, con s i de r i n g the fact that he had never been OYer-fond of Co l o n e l Star r. Because h e was my first cousin," answered the col o n e l bol d l y. He had evidently made up his minrl to stop at nothing tha t woul d serve to make his story have the sem b l a nce o f h o lding water. Wh y didn' t you tell all this u p there in Brilliug ? ' H arold wanted to know. "Because as I have just told you I dicln 't know anything about it till yesterday afternoon, when tha t nurs e, B etty Springsteen, sent for me and made h e r c onfess i o n.'' "Why did n t y o u c o m e for me yourself, then," ..
l I t t ARMY AND XAYY 1533 went on tile boy, and tell a ll my friends about it, angry and tllreatening the boy, stopped his moutll instead of making a big deception like this? I with another kiss. don't think it was right or fair. What will Mr. "My clear little son," murmured he, "I know it Westmore say?" comes bard to you at first to give up associations '\"our father is the first person to be cousidto whicll you have been accustomed. That is why I ered, '' responded the colonel, oracularly. ''I fore-took this sudden method of effecting the change, saw that a g reat time would be made should I at-and have brought you out to the quiet of the conntempt to convince theHammersleys of the mistake. try in order that you may have a chance to get My heart hungered to possess my boy. I am much used to the new order of things." better able to pro1 ide for you than is the widow, so "Where are we going?" asked Harold, after a you are far better off." pause, broken only by the sound of Edward's perPoor liHrold! His heart began to fail him at sistent chirrups to the lazy nag. last. He had been through so many vicissitudes of "To a house of mine not far from here. Then, parentage in his s hort life that he could not be sure when you are quieted down and reconciled to your but that this m a n, who was so distasteful to him, new life, I will take you over to the theatre and was telling the truth. In that case how could he permit you to resume your rehearsals. But you must giYe llim the affection that would be his due? And first promise me that you will be loyal to me and t h e n to be wrenched away in this sudden manner claim me as your father. This, of course, I have a from his home, his frieuds and the career that was right to expect. And if I hear of your complainjust openin g so auspici o u sly before him! ing to any one that I am not your father, and that This last thought inspire d him with renewed I haYe taken you off against your will, you never courage. lie felt that he belonged not only to his go back to play the part of Fauntleroy again. Will frieuds but to the public. His appearance for Mon-you promise, Harold?' day night bad been already advertised, and thus The boy was silent, torn by conflicting emotions. great inte rests were depending on his remaining in He could not feel that this man was in any manNew Y ork. ner related to him, and yet, should he not admit ''You mus t take me back at once, Colonel Starr,'' the claim, he would be deprived of his great ambi-h e began, d ecidedl y. "As long as you sent to the tion-playing his role in Fauntleroy. That Colonel theatre for me you must know that I've got au en-Starr would be able to carry out this threat the boy gagement there. had not the slightest doubt. It would be a very ''Certainly I know, returned the colo nel ''and simple matter to take him with him on some train that shall n o t be interfered with if you consent to and whisk him clear out West beyond any possible remain quietly with m e." reach of his friends. ''Why, what do you mean?" asked the hoy. If ''Well, what do you say, Harold? Will y0u I stay with you how can I be a t the theatre?' make that promise?'' "By stayiug with me, I mean livi n g with rue, The colonel was plainly becoming impatient. A was the reply. "Of course, it is to be expected that little nervous, too, if one might judge from the Mrs. H ammersley will make a g r eat ado when she fa shion in which he looked out ahead oYer Eel finds tllat you are gone, and try by hook or crook ward's shoulder toward a house which could just be to get you back again ' made out some distance down the road. Clearly ''Hu sh; you sllall not t alk about my m amma that he had expected to find Harold of a more pliable way," broke forth the boy, struggling to free him-disposition than had turned out to he the case. self from the arm that held him. "Let me think over it awhile, Colonel Starr, "She i s n o t your motller now, but I am your won't you?" responded the boy, who had been father, and all your allegiance belongs to me," re-looking out ahead, and who llad seen something joined the col o n el, emphas i zing his assertion by a with his sharp young eyes which the older ones of tightened grip upon the luckless lad. his seat male had failed to discover. "I don't believe it," retorted Harold, stoutly. "What good will it do you to think it over?" "If you would do so mean a thing as you have just responded the colonel. "You know as much about done to get m e to come out here, you wouldn't the conditions now as you will fiv e minutes mind telli n g a story about the res t of it. If you hence." won't lake m e home, stop the carriage and let me get It be noted that Colonel Starr talked to the out. I guess I can find my own way back.'' boy just as if the latte r was a full-grown man. "You s hall not get "ut," said Colonel Starr, be-This was doubtless owing to the fact that Harold, tween his teetll, and, bringing his other arm into having already taken up a profession, had come to senice, l.ie held the boy in such a firm clutch that be regarded as much older than he really was. the poor little fellow could not even wriggle. "All right, in a minute," replied the boy, in a Harold was now thoroughly frightened, and tone so different from that in which he had just opening his mouth, h e gave vent to a piercing spoken the ex-concert company manager in-sc r ea m. stinctively followed the direction of his eyes. Edward turned around and gave one look back-These were resting on a young man on a ward, and the n continued urging on the sleepy old bicycle who was just passing the carriage. h orse, while the colonel, instead of becoming (To BE CONTINUED.)
AND CORRESPONI)ENCE. We a re almost ready to fulfil our promis e m ade to the boys of America some time a g o, that we would give them a publication ideal in every r e spect. As you ha,e been told, and told until the reiteration is probably growing monotonous, it i s our intention to give our readers just what they want in the shape of stories aud departments. To ascertain their wishes, a contest was held invitiug suggestions. Some of thos e received were radica l and it r equired thought before a conclusion could be reached. The decision is now made, and the result will be seen in number thirty-four, out two weeks from to-day. We earnestly assure our readers that the y will find in that number a periodical unsurpassed in any detail. * * A story by Horatio Alger is an important event in the \\'Orld of juveuile literatme. It mean s a s much to the bo'ys of this country as a story b y Crawford, or Con a n Doyle, or Rudyard Kip ling does to their fathers. Mr. Alger has been writing for many years, and he bas yet to turn out a stor y that will not set the blood of the youthful reader tingling aud fill his h eart with admiratio n for t h e man to whom f ortune has g iven such a deligh tful talent. A serial by Mr. Alger will be co m m enced in 3-+, and our young friends can rest assured that it will b e a cha r ming o ue. Full detail s will be given next w ee k. * * Willia m Murray Graydon i s at work o n one of his inimitable serials of adve. n ture. It w ill shortly be announce d This f amous write r i s under speci a l contract with Street & Smith, and h is juvenile stories c a n not be found in any othe r publication tha n those issued by that firm. * * T a l s o f daring and bravery by b o y heroes are not e n tire l y confined to the pages of romance. Real life furnis hes m a n y of youthful c ourage. The following article clipped from the current numbe r of a d aily p a p e r i s amp l e proof of the a s s ertio n. * * With deatl! walking the deck by his side, short h ande d officers dead or disabled with fe\'er, througl! S e \'en weeks of disaster, danger and fe a r, a boy six teen years of age performed an act requiriug rare force of will and character in the south seas recently. II is name was William Shotten, and he is the son of an English sailor. The Trafalgar, his ship, a four-masted bark of r, 700 tons, sailed from Batavia on October 29, r 8g6, with a cargo of petroleum for Melbourne, Australia. Fever broke out among the cre w even before the ship left port, and Captain Edgar was iiwalided. The command devolve d upon the next in authority, 1\Ir. Roberts. But scarcely b a d the ship weighed anch or, when he, too, was stricke n together with se\'eral other ablebodied members of the crew. The ship carpenter next succumbed t o the fever, and on the same day Officer Roberts leaped overboard in delirium. The entire charg e of the ship thereupon de,olved upon Shotton. Luckily f o r a ll concerned, he born of a r ace of sailo r s and had recei ,eel some instruction in n a vigation. * * For a time t h e winds were moderate, but the fever still pursued its deadly course, and on Dec ember 7 the cook d ied, t h e sixth victim of the
:W: EDITOR'S TABLE. The Tabl e is in receipt of the f ollowing amateur publicati o ns: ''The Natio n a l Ama t eur," D e c ember issue; t h e November number of "The Storyette;" "Th e Club Echo" f o r Dec ember; "Th e Cres c ent," December issue; 'The Young American'' for December; "Th e On Time Monthly," N o v ember, and t h e "Betllel Cadet, the December numbe r of the Be thel Milita r y Academ y (Va ) class pape r. The c u r rent issue o f "The Nati o n a l Ama t eur" contains the annual histori a n s report of the N A P. A.; a lso President H ollub's message a n d the reports .of the lZecru i t Committee, the Secre tary of Credentials, Treasurer, and t h e ex-Treasure r. A cotnplcte list of ntPmbcrs is also included. The'' Storyelte'' for NoYem ber is a bright, newsy lllllllber edited i11 Don C. \\'il so u's u s u a l clev e r style. Prank L. Campbell is represented by a n illustrated sketch entitled ''Captured by Ind i a n s .'' Samuel DeHayn, Eastem Chief of Re,iews, U. A P A .. explains the duties of his office f o r the beu e fit of the mem bcrs. The editor gi Yes au oth e r i ustal mcut of his ser ial, "Darrel Venture. and H o w ard Burba contributes a short story. The entire number i interesting. ''The Crescent'' and'' C lub Echo,' both iu their second i ssues, are creditabl e p u blicatio n s and promise wcil for the f u ture. Furtlle r r eviews will be publ is hed next w ee k. S idney L O'Connor, 104 Barr street, Fort Wayne, w ishes sample copies of a m a t eur papers. lie also desires to write for a m a t eur publications. II FREE, Ai\1ATEURS. (From Xovember i ssue 'Pile Sto r yette) Frank E Mer ritt still m a intains his belligerent altitude against "free" a mateurs and attacks them as fiercely as h e did t h e n o m de plumes s on1e lime ago. In this d isplay of aggression h e has the hearty appwv a l of e v ery fair-minded amateur author, and the e n couragement of all amateur pub! ishers. Ama t eur writer s send in m anuscript w ith the idea that they a r e entit l e d to a ,-ear's subscription gratis This i s absurd. If we co nsider that the p urpose of a mateur paper s i s to encourage young literary workers and to aid the m in acquirin g greater hon O)'S, we see the utte r in gratittHie of t hese "free" a m a t eurs If t hese writers w ish to place t h eir attempts befor e the public, they m ust suppor t t h e mean s b y whic h it i s done. When amateur papers cease to exi s t w e m a y e nterlai n no hopes for the p reservatio n of amateur j oumalism; : : for its pillars are then demolished and washed away. * * THE COPY HOOK. When a Chinese compositor sets type he places them in a wooden frame 22. by 15 inches. This frame has twenty-nine groo\es, each for a line of type, and the type rests in clay to the depth of a quarter of an inch. The type are of wood. perfectly square, and the compositor handles with pincers. The gibberish that sometimes appears in the middle of a sentence or a paragraph in newspapers simply m eans a space left blank to be filled up in the corrected proof. The truth is that the compositor throws the type in higglerlypiggledy, just lo keep the require d space ; occasionally the proof is not corrected, ant l so the j a r gon slipll into the newspaper. A witty write r once obserYed, apropos of these slips : "When one reads that 'John Bl ank, while a man of g r eat wealth, w as, ne,erlhe l e ss a hyzmnpfcll m an,' one feels that, though it may be perfectly true, it ought n o t t o be said under the circumstances.'' Son1e o f the n e wsp apers have recenlly been questioning who ''Peter Parley,'' the author of so m any books for boys, r eally was. The other day the writer tlllearthed a magazine, fifty years old, which contained an interview with the famous American. His name was r eally Samuel Griswold Goodrich; but be informed the -interviewer that he h a d adopted the name of ''Peter Parley'' as he wanterl the tales he told children to to be r elate d "hy a gossiping old gentleman, who could talk and parley with them.'' ''When I first used it,'' he said, on one occasion, "I lillie thought that it would be better known that my own.'' At Prince Albert, a remote but busy village in the C anadian Northwest, a weekly newspaper is, or r e c ently was, regularly published in the bandwriting of its proprietor, editor, reporter, adYerlis ing agent and pri11ter, the five being one man. He adorned his lively four-page sheet with caricatures rudely copied from comic papers and decorated his horse and stock advertisements with rough cuts. The paper appeared in purple ink from a gela tine copying press, or hektograph, and its editorial and local news were usually so clearly presented that the little joumal was inflneutial in the territories, read with avidity in the newspaper offi ces of Eastern Canada, and constantly quoted as an authority.
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