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l'ili..(. f2 s WEEIL". STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY The man stepped behind the lady. He threw' one arm about her neck, pulling her head back, stifling the scream of terror which rose to her lips. Then he made a snatch a t and secured the .satchel she held in her hand. -"""'-... .... '"' ,.. t .. l


Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY ,,. luuec:I Wee 1 d11-B11 Subcription 12.50 per year Bntered according to Act of Ccmvresa, fa the year 1905, '" the o.tflce of the Librariaft of Conqres, Wa.:h.ingtoft, D. C bl/ Frank 7'ou.se11, Publish.er, 24 Union Square, New York. No 5 NEW YORK, NOVEMBER 3, 1905 Pr i ce 5 Cen t s TO BEAT; OR, The Ctevettest 13oy Watt Sttteet. By A S E LP MADE M A N. C H APTER I. A POINTER ON RED DOG. "Why, Bob Brooks, where did you get all that money?" asked Kitty Barnes, the pretty stenographer employed by Scrooge & Sharpley, stock brokers, of No. Wall Street, as the bright eyed, stalwart young messen ger of the estab lishment shook a check for $1,500, made out to his order, before her astonished eves. He had just taken it from an envelope, bearing the im print of Treadwell & Co., banke r s and brokers, which had reached him by the morning mail. "You girls want to know everything," grinned the boy. "It was the bump of curiosity that got Mother Eve into trouble, but it seems to me the lesson was wasted." "The idea! Ain't you just awfu l !" rep lied the girl, with a half-roguish, half reproachful glance "Maybe I am, but I haven't forg o tte n you t his morning, all right." And he handed her a. small b unch of violets, her favorite flower, as the boy knew well, whic h he had till that m o ment been holding behind his ha.ck. "Oh, thanks! Arep't you kind!" and she flashed him a grateful l ook. Kitty Barnes immediately looked interested, for if there is one thing a girl likes more than inything else it to share in another person's confidence. "Two-thirds of this check represent my profit on one hundred shares of P. & D. stock that I've been speculating with during the last two weeks on a ten per cent. margin.I' "Is that really and truly a fact?" she exclaimed, open ing her brown eyes very wide. "That's what it is; but you mustn't breathe a word to a soul in the office about it, Kitty. Old Scrooge would have a fit if he knew I was monkeying with the market "Oh, I wouldn't say a word for the world," assured the stenographer. "Aren't you a lucky boy?" "It's better to be born lucky than rich, especially down here in the Street. I've been studying Stock Exchange methods and following the fluctuations of the market ever since I came to work here, but the more I look at it the more it seems to be a game of chance after all. I know of several experienced operators who had speculated for the larger part of their lives in Wall Street and who were wiped out in a single hour on the Exchange." "I have heard of such cases, too," said the girl. "That's why I have no confidence in stock speculation. What made you go into it in the first place?" "I like the excitement of the thing. Not hin g


2 HARD TO BEAT. nothing g<1i1m! .. 1011 know. 1 pd up 111y fir,t h n dollars "Yep. me, all right," grinnrd the boy wl o ha(\. been in margins in a .. guilty of the intentional assault. "Why, Bob Broob, were you o J'oolish as lhat ?" "'rel!, what do you menn by running into me in that "That's 1Yhat 1 was.'' way?" "And you lost it, of course(" "Just took a notion to let you know T was alive.'' "T dir1 not. I drew out three h nndrcd do I la rs ahead of "You're a fun n y boy," said Bob, suddenly tripping the the game other up, but lotting him down easy on the curb. "How "You must have broke up the she ans1rercd archly do yon like that kind of horseplay yourself?" "Oh, what I won somebody else lost, I guess." I ''I farted off on his errand like a 1\inged 1'Iercury. She said :;he wasn't dealing with antiques, so she answered "Looks like a pretty boY," remarked a customer an advertisement in the World; :md now she's pounding 11ho falking to thf' brokrr at the moment. a Remington for Bloodgood & Morris)', on Fnlton street. "ln our opinion. the brightest boy l'lnd one of the rrhey're money brokers shrewdeFt in Wall ..;;tre<'t, if yon want to know," replied "I've heard of them. Percv Walcott, of our office, has Mr. Sharpley, in a tone of conviction "And he is as dealings with them He is a regular customer. Gete a trustworthy as the clfl,v is long. I wouldn't mind letting loan of seventeen dollars and pays back twenty at two that ho.v h:we ten thousand dollars of our good money any dollars per. Some people woul d call them Shylocks time, or twenty th011sand, for that matter, to take to the "The,v're 011t for the like everybody else, so what's bank or anywhere else. We believe he's above temptation the cliff? Sis gets two dollars a week more than Giglamps "He nrnst be a jewel." gave her, so she's satisfied.'' "He's all right." "She ought to be." In the meanwhile Bob was making for Broadway "I should snicker I think it's about time T got a raise. at the rapid, swini!'ing gait clrnracteristic of him. I use up an awful lot of good shoe leather. how As he was at the junction of Nassau street an about that P. & D. stock yon bought a conple of weeh other boy of abont his own age ran smack into him with ago? I see it's gone up." a laugh., and both nearl y fell into the gutter. "Sold out yesterday and made a clean hYO hundred per "What the dickens--" began Bob, in a somewhat belli cent. profit tone. "Oh, it's you, Phil Sharpe!" he added when "Get out!" exclaimed Rill inrredulousl,v. he recognized the othe r "I tell you I did.''


HARD TO BEAT. 3 ''Suffering beeswax! You have hog luck! How much are you worth now?" "Fifteen hundred. I'll show you the check," and Bob produced it, whereat Phil's eyes bulged. "What ::ire you going to do with it?" Start a bank?" "Put it to work." "And lose it." "I hope not. I haven't lost any yet, and I started in with ten dollars a few months ago." "\Vell, I wish you luck. Are you going to treat to a show on the strength of that check?" "Sure thing. We'll go to-night if you like." "That suits me. Come over to the house after supper and you'll find me waiting for you. There's the Conti nental across the street. I'm going down here." So the boys parted for the time being .Tust as he was stepping on the opposite curb Bob noticed an envelope with a peculiar device printed on it, and he picked it up to examine it. It was addressed to a William Smith --, but the rest of the name, as well as the address, had been torn away. Bob put it into his pocket and then went into the Con tinental Trust Company and delivered his message. He was told tt> go into the reception-room and wait. '110 pass away the time he took out the envelope and studied the odd device. "Quite an idea," he mused. There was an enclosure and he pulled it out. The letterhead had the same device, and underneath it was printed "Goldfield Banking and Brokerage Company, Majestic Building, Denver, Col." Bob was about to tear off the device and throw the letter away when, having nothing better to do, he thought he would read it. He did, and was much surprised at the character of the contents, which ran as follows: Denver, Col.,. Sept. 2, 190-. "William Smithers, New York. "Dear Sir: We have just learned from one of our repre sentatives, who is on the ground, that the Red Dog mine, which was abandoned two years ago, or at least so reported, is being quietly dernlopecl into one of the big bonanzas of Goldfielrl. While the management say very little about the property, the report of our correspondent that rich ore is being opened up in their shaft, and the fact that the stock is being held very closel.v indirate to us that those who are on the inside know that they have a good thing, and are simply waiting for the railroad to be -completed to Goldeld. and put in operation, when, our agent informs us, the mine will begin heavy shipments, and the stock will go soaring skyward. A considerable amount of this stock was sold in New York at prices ranging from three to twelve cents a share. We sold a block of twenty thousand shares at ten cents to Mr. John Dickens, of W. One Hundred and Twenty-ninth street, four years ago. Hunt him up and get it back a.t the best figure you can, which should be low, as the mine has been considered a dead one for the last two years, and information to the contrary is not likely to have reached the East. Buy every share of Red Dog you can locate. You should be able to find con siderable, unless the managers of the mine have already been on a still hunt after it, which, of course, is possible. "Very truly yours, "JOHN SEFTON. "Goldfield B. & B. Co." CHAPTER II. BOB BUYS TEN THOUSAND SHARES OF RED DOG. "Gee whizz !" exclaimed Bob Brooks, somewhat excited. "this has all the earmarks of a first-class pointer. I guess it's the real thing." He examined the postmark 2f the envelope and then read the letter all over again. On his way back to the office he did some tall thinking. "I have never heard of that mine before, but it looks as if there was a fortune in Red Dog for anybody owning a good block of that stock when the rise comes. I've a great mind to call on this l\fr. Dirkens myself. If Mr. Smithers hasn't got ahead of me it is probable I might be able to get the stuff pretty cheap. This letter might be a fake, after all; you can't tell. It's something of a risk to salt one's good money down in a thing of this kind. Even at three cents a share it would cost me a matter of six hundred dollars, and in the end I might find the stock was not worth the paper it was pri1nted on. Well, I'll think it over before I make a move." Bob delivered the package of securities to M. Scrooge. "Take this note to Mr. Sharpley at the Exchange," said the senior partner. The boy hurried around to the New Street entrance to the Stock Exchange and pushed his way inside through a crowd of other messenger and A. D. T. boys who were standing there, some on business, while others were bent on Fkylarking. One big fellow suddenly put out his foot while another gave Bob a shove; but the boy was up to their tricks, and turning suddenly he grabbed both of the aggressors and jammed their heads together. Then he went on and accosted the official who stood guard at the rail. "I want to see Mr. Sharpley," said Bob. "I have a letter for him." "Give it to me and I'll take it to him," said the man. "No, I must deliver it personally," answered Bob, in a firm tone. So the official went out on the floor of the Exchange, hunted Mr. Sharpley up, and brought him to the rail. Bob's boss took the note, tore it open, read it, and with a nod turned away. At that moment the boy heard a voice behind him say: "No, sir; I haven't any Red Dog stock on hand, and don't want any of it. If you are looking up curiosities of


4 HA.RD TO BEAT. that kind you may pick up a few shares at Scrooge & Sharpley, Wall Street. And I believe Duncan & Com pany, Broad street, have a block of it kicking around their safe They' ll be g lad to l et you hav e it at almo s t any old price. It's a drug on the market. It never was listed on this Exchange, and two years ago it was dropped from the San Francisco and other western exchanges. You are the first person I have heard spe,ak about it s ince that time. You won't have much difficulty in getting all you want of it if your fancy runs in that direction." "Thank yon, sir; I want a batch of it for a certain pur but would not think of paying more than a trifle for it. ,I will call on the people you have mentioned. If you hear of any more of the stock about I would be glad if you will l et me know. There i s my carcl." "If I learn of any I will send you word, Mr. Smithers," said the broker, glancing at the card. ThPn th e two men parted, and Bob followed the gentle rn m by th e name of Smithers outside. At such 1ras his intention, but his. way was blocked by the two boys with whose heads he had taken such a They, with a third, had been lyin g in wait for him with the intention of doing him up a bit by way of reveng e Bob was n ot an easy proposition to handle, a any ratr, not as easy as they s u pposed So the result was that in the mix-up that e n s u ed, to the (kl;ght of the other me5sengers, the boy who had pu s h e d Eob got a clip in the eye that damaged that. member not a l itt le, while his companion s retired from the brief fray, one with a bloody nose and the other with a split lip, botli the result of a couple of short jab s at close quarters. When Bob, who hacl not received a mark, got outside the party by the name of Smithers had disappeared. He hnrrir

........ ,..(. HARD TO BEAT. about it to Mr. Sharpley when you see him, as I don't think he would like to have me dabbling in the market." "I won't mention the matter. You seem to have been uncommonly lucky, young man, in this little deal of yours. One thousand dollars is a great deal of money for a boy of your years to make by the exercise of his judgment alone. You have a good nerve; but I wouldn't advise you to follow this Rort of thing up. You know what the market is with out me telling you." "Well, Mr. Duncan, will you cash that check and take out seventy-five dollars for those five certificates of Red Dog?" "Certainly, if you are bent on making the purchase; but, glad as I am to get them off my hands, the amount is no object for me to wish to saddle the stuff on you." "I'm buying them with my eyes open, sir. I don't think you need worry about it." "Very well." Mr. Duncan told Bob to indorse the check. Then he took it outside, and presently he returned with the five certifi cates of the Red Dog Mining Company and $1;425 in money, which he handed to Bob. "Thank you, sir; that is all. I am very much obliged to you." "Don't mention it, Bob. I think the -0bligation is on my side. I hope you see some way to turn those certifi cates to account. I have my doubts." Ilob then left him, and stopped in the outer o.ffice only long enough to exchange a few words with his friend Phil Sharpe. As he turned into Wall Street on his way back he overtook Mr. Sharpley, who was returning to the office. "Have you any Red Dog stock in your possession, Mr. Sharpley?" he asked his boss. "A little. Why do you ask?" ''I'd like to buy some, if I could get it chap." "What use would it be to you, Bob?" "Oh, I've got an idea in my head." "That's a great cranium you have, young man. I dare say you've got some scheme for making money out of noth ing, for that's about the value of Red Dog We've fifty one-hundred share certificates. You can have them for fifty dollars.'' "I'll take them, sir." His promptness surprised Mr. Sharpley, who said: "Do you mean that, Bob?" "Yes, sir; and here's the money to pay for them," and the boy produced his roll and skinned a yellow-back bill off of it. "You must have come into a legacy by the looks of that wad," said the broker in some surprise as he accepted the bill. "No, sir; but it's all mine, just the same." "Mr. Edwards," said Sharpley when they entered the office, "hand me that envelope containing those shares of Red Dog Mining Company :from the safe." The bookkeeper brought the envelope into the broker's room, whither he had gone with his messenger. ---------------------"Here you are, Bob; and I hope you' ll make something out of them. They are the deadest bit of collateral I guess we ever handled.?' "Then you are glad to be rid of the stock, Mr. Sharpley," said Bob, with a grin. "Well, rather; else you wouldn't be getting it for a cent a share. It cost us four cents." Bob put his two batches of stock into a long envelope, addressed it to himself, and put it in the office safe. Then he went to lunch. CHAPTER III. A DARING THEF't. On his way back to the office from the quick lunch estab lishment he was in the habit of patronizing Bob overtook Kitty Barnes, and another young lady who worked for a law firm in the same building where Scrooge & Sharpley were located. Kitty introduced her companion to Bob as Miss Stev enson. to know you," said the boy, doffing his hat politely. "This is the smarte s t boy in Wall Street, Minnie," said Mis s Barnes, with a roguish smile. "Indeed!" replied Miss Stevenson pleasantly, looking at Bob with some interest. "You mustn't belie-:e all Miss Barnes says," grinned the boy. "She's the greatest jollier in the district." "Why, Bob Brooks, how dare you make such a state ment!" laughed Kitty, shaking a finger at the lad. "I think -:Kitty always tells the truth," smiled Miss Stevenson. "There; now will you be good?" said Miss Barnes. "I s'pose I'll have to, after tha:t," said Bob; "but if the other boys hear I'm getting such a reputation as that they won't do a thing to me. I guess .I had better get my life insured." "Oh, I won't tell anybody," said Miss Stevenson gaily. "Though I'd love to tell my cousin Phil. He thinks he's the smartest boy in Greater New York." "I have a friend named Phil-Sharpe is his other name -who think's he's some pumpkins for a good-sized kid." "Phil Sharpe!" exclaimed Miss Stevenson. "Why, that's my cousin!" "You don't say!" ejaculated Bob in surprise. "He works for Duncan & Company on Broad street." "That's right," nodded the girl. "Cousin Sue, his sister, is an awful sweet girl." "I know her, all right. They live a block from my house. She and my sisters are churns." "You have sisters, then?" "Sure; why not? They work in an infants' wear estab lishment on University Place, near Washington Square. They're the nicest girls in the world, if I do say it."


6 HARD 'rO BEAT. ------------==================="I like to hear a boy talk that way about his siste rs," Bob cut across the roadway and rapidly overhauled said Miss Stevenson. the c rook, whose progress was blocked more or less by the "Bob has told me there isn't a girl in the world that can people aroused by the hue and cry, which was now becoming hold a candle to them," chipped in Miss Barnes. \ general. "What, not one?" hughed Miss Stevenson. The fellow pre s ently scurried a.round the corner of the "'l'he only one T know of that cari spells her name Seamen's Bank and. ran up the middle of Pearl street un-K-i-t-t-y,'' g rinned the boy. der the shadow of the elevated tracks, disappearing for a "Go along, you fooli s h boy "' blushed Miss Barnes. moment behind a loaded truck. But he could not shake They had now r eac h ed the street entrance to their office Bob off. builcling and were about to enter, when Bob noticed a hand-In a few minute s the boy was right at his heels. sornely dressed lad y approaching with a blac k l eat h er satchel Realizing his predicament, the ras cal jumped behind one in her hancT. of the pillars which supports the e levated structure, stopped, At that moment there happen ed to be but a few people and then struck out viciously ai his young pursuer. on that side of Wall Street, but the boy noticed that a But Bob was wary, expecting some such demonstration stocky man, with a soft hat pulled well down over his eyes, on the part of the thief, and ducked, thereby escaping the and a thick pair of burnsicle whiskers which covered the bJow. greater part of his face, was drawing quickly up behind the Then as the rascal darted off again he sprang forward lady. and tackled him in regular football fashion about the legs. Something in his action strn c k the boy as being susThe fellow stumbled, lurched forward, and both went picious. down in a heap in front of a warehouse. "Say, Kitty, get on to that fellow behind the lady. He Bob, who was as lively as a cat, was up in a twinkling s eems to be np to something and a stride of the thief, who had retained hi s hold on the The reason for his peculiar behavior was shown in ansatchel. other moment, in fact before the stenographer could open As a matter of course, a c rowd was attracted, and they her lips to reply to Bob's remark were soon surrounded. what he did wa s both s udden and startling, and for an "Grab hold of this fellow's arms," said Bob to a big instant took the quick-witted boy off his guard. teamster. The man stepped behind the lady. He threw one a.rm "What's the matter with him?" ab0l1t h e r ne ck, pulling her head back, stifling the scream "He's a thief!" replied the boy sharply. "He stole that o f t f'rror which rose to her lips. Then he snatche d at and satchel he has in his hand from a lady in Wall Street.'' sPcured the sntchel she held in her hand. "You're a liar!" the fallen crook, struggling in vain The instant he got of it he released his v ictim to throw Bob off. and (larted off clown the street as fast as he could go, while Then the boy noticed that the fellow's whiskers were the lady with a gasping cry, san k to the sidewalk. disarranged, and concluding they were false, he laid hold "Gee whizz Look at that!" exclaimed.._Bob, when he of them, tore them off, and exhibited the false hair before had recovered from his shock of surprise. "The fellow has the eyes of the crowd. actually robbed her here in broad daylight. What an awful "There; you see he was disguised," he said, and all nerYe. Do something for her, Kitty," he added e n e rgeticdoubt as to the character of the rascal was dissipated in ally. "I'm going to catch that rascal if I can," and he the minds of the onlookers. s tarted off down wall Street after the fellow at a speed "I'll get square with you for this, young fellow," gritted which showed he was no mean sprinter when he had a mind the captured man, glaring malevolently up into Bob's face. to put his best foot forward. "Get square with nothing," returned the lad fearlessly. The thief, glancing warily over his shoulder, soon saw "You'll soon be put where such fellows as you belong." that he was pursued by a boy who was fleeter of foot than The big teamster now took a hand in the matter and hims elf. yanked the thief to his feet, while Bob got possession of "Stop that man!" yelled Bob to a couple of brokers he the satchel. knew, who at that moment came out on the sidewalk just "Take him into the store and telephone to the station ahead of the fleeing rascal. for a policeman," said the boy, and this suggestion was '!'he thief, however, was wideawake, and dodged them at once acted upon. in a twinkling, in fact he was beyond their reach before Outside the crowd continued to grow and stare in at the they comprehended the situation. chief actors in the lively chase. usual, there was not a policeman in sight, and though In due time a.n officer appeared, to whom Bob made an there are a number of plainclothes men belonging to the explanation of the circumstances. police force always on Wall Street, not one was in that 'rhe thief, however, was in a sullen mood, and refused immediate vicinity when his s ervices were needed. to say anything. The thief darted across the rotreet, when a big man, "Y ou 'Il have to come to the station and make the charge warned by Bob' s s hout, tried to intercept him near the to the s ergeant at the desk,'' sa id the policeman to Bob. corner of Pe!trl street. "All right," replied the boy promptly. "I'll do it." asked "I is OU "l one: of c actm B1 repli T 0 him s ub ; E rch beei Kit tak in ali "b' loc er1 Wl po po WJ r s h cl


lL\.RD TO BEAT. 7 "Wher e s tlie lady from \\'horn this bag taken?" asked the officer. "I le f t he r in charge of two young ladies, one of. whom is our stenographer. I work for Scrooge & 8harpley, No. Wall Street.'' "All right. Come along." The policeman, with the prisoner securely gripped on one side, and Bob marching on the other, headed a crowd of curious p e opl e as far as the station, where the chief actors in this dramatic epis ode lined up before the de sk. Bob \rM closely f]Uestioned by the official in charge, his replies being noted on the blotter. The p r i soner maintained absolute s ilence. On the charge of highway robber y being entered against him the fellow wa8 sent below and locked in a cell, to be s ub sequently conveye d to the city prison on Center stree t. Bob, accompanied by the officer who had made the arrest, r eturned to S c rooge & Sharpley's, where the lady 1''110 had been robbed 1ras round in the r eception-room talking to Kitty Barnes and Mr. Scrooge "What is >"our name, madam?" asked the policeman, taking out hi;:: notebook. "!fr,,. John D"!cke ns "Of One Hundre d and 'rwenty-ninth street?" Bob in surprise. "I used to Jive on that street whe n m y lrn sband wa s alive, s he replied, regarding Bob with not a little interest, "but at present I am living at the Alberrilarle Hotr l.'" The officer jolted the fact clown. "You can id entify Your property, madam ?" "Certainly. Has the man been captnrer l ?" "Yes, madam. '.rhis boy ran him clown and h e ha,; been locked up. Yom sa tchel \rill be turned orcr to the .prop erty cl erk at police headquarters, 300 : Mulb erry street, and will probablv not be returned to y ou until the i s dis po:;ed of. You will be expect e d to appear at the Tombs police court, togetber with this young man and the other witnesses. about t e n o'clock to -monow morning.'' 'l'he policeman then took his leave. CHAPTER IV. BOB AND KI1".!'T CO:'.\'l'ER 0)[ THE SUBJECT OF RED DOG. "I should be glad to know your name, young gentleman," said Mrs. Dickem, turning to Bob. "Robert Brooks." "Thank you. I am under great obligations to you for recovering my property," she continued, with a grateful sm ile, "and you may be sure I shall not forget what you have done for me. That sa t c h e l contains fifty thousand dollars in money and "Fifty t h ousand dollars!" exclaimed Bob. "That is the amount. I was on the way to the safe deposit vault s to put the securities in m y box whe n I was so unexpectedly attac ked I have no doubt l;. \ra s follow e d from the bank." "Gee! What a haul that fellow would have made if he had got away!" "Thanks to your alertn ess ancl courage he did not," NI.rs. Dicke n s, admiring the hands ome and manly young fellow who h a d proved so ca pable of coping with the unple a sant situation. "I think y ou mentioned On e Hundred and Twenty-ninth str eet a moment ago. Did you k now my H e has been dea d n earh tw o ye;-ir::;." "X o, ma'am, 1 did not." 'Herc i s my card,'' and s he banded Bob a :-mu:! IJi t of white pasteboard. "Of cour;:c, T "ill l"Cc Y"i'l : n c:ourt to-morrow morning, but after I ::h all th,,t .rnu will call upon me at m y hote l s om e el"Cning: "I will be plea se d to do so," ans1r ered the boy pnH.i 11g the card in his vest pocket. I thank you, also, : Miss Barnes, for yom k i in inviting me into this office an d thus ll 'C' r,f lh: d isagreeab le publicity I should have attracted (JJ1 t l:e tenior member of i:he firm "Of course, sir, if you w i s h rue lo return them,'' an Bob, in a tone of I will do so." By no mean s, Robert. Since \ou ha ..-c honght them they are yours ab s oh1tely. I merely mentioned it becau se after keeping them in the office for nearly two Year s, I had a c u stomer fo r them to-clay. 1 coul d nol fina them and told him to ca ll in the morning. H e offered m e five cents a hare for the lJlo cl:, tlwre's a cha n(e fo r you t o make a handsome profit on your purchase. I ,;houlcl certainly a dvis e you to accept it. The : to c k is really a dead one, 1Yith no selling value at all." "I'll think the matter over, sir, replied Bob, who had no t 'the l eas t intention of l etting the s t ock go, even at the a cl rnn cecl figure. H e judged the customer must be Smithers. If he hiid entertained any douhts before as to the genuinen ess of the information comeyed in the letter he had found in front of the C'ontinenta l Trus t Bnilding that morning, the evident anxiety of Smit h e r s to get possession of all the Reel Dog s tock he could find was sufficient to assure him that be had made a g ood move in buying thoBe ten thousand shares of the s upposed d efunct mine. The only r e a so n h e wanted to me e t l\fr. Smithers was to return him the Jetter he had Jost, which Bob judged it to be hi s duty to do, thoug h he feared there would be a n explosio n on the .'.'"entl eman's part as s oon as he understood the boy was familiar with its valuable contents.


8 HARD TO BEAT. "I suppose I d i d wrong to read it, in the s trict sense of the \rord; but it's too late now to get around that fact. Since I have a c quired the information I'm not doing any more than any one else familiar with the value of s uch a tip would do under the cir cum s tances. The re i s not a broker in the Street but what would t ake advantage of any pointer h e could get hold of. They wouldn't worry over the means uy which they got it. Any way of getting ahead, short of actually putting your hand s into a man's pocket i s considered perfectly fair in Wall Street. And I dare say there are some methods in practice down here that I wouldn't be guilty of." "By the way, Bob," sai d Kitty, when s h e was putting the cover over h e r ma c hine that afternoon at four o'clock, preparat ory to s t a rting for her home in Brooklyn, "did you pnt y our money in a savings bank yet?" "Not yet. What 's left of it ii! in the boss' safe." "What"s left of it," repeat e d the girl, looking at him sharply; "what do you mean by that? You haven't been again so soon, hav e you?" "X o, Kittie; but I bought t e n thou sa nd shares of Red Dog mining stoc k for one hundred and twenty-fiv e dollars, which I may as well admit is some thing of a s peculation in its way, but from the outlook it a ppears to be a good deal su rer than investing in margin s." "Red Dog mining st ock?" said the girl. "What's that? I d on't t hink I ever heard of it." "Probably not. It's a western mine that's bee n reported as haYing been abandoned two years ago, because, I suppose, it didn' t pay to work it at the hme." \\-h e r e i s it situated?" "Gol dfield, Nevada." "Th at 's a good mining field, I've heard." ''That's right; but the re have been a good many wildcat mines s t ar t e d on the strength of the real bonanzas." "If thiK Hed Dog mine was abandoned it must have been because it was worthless-a wild c a t, as you call it. What mad e you throw one hundr e d and tw enty-five dollar s away on its s tock? Are you getti ng crazy all of a s udden, Bob? "I hope not, Kitty. If you promise on you r word of honor not to say a word to a living soul of what I'm going to show you, you may become as wise as myself on th e present outlook of Red Dog." "I promise to be perfectly mute, Bob," sa id Kitty, her curiosity all on edge. "Read this, then," and the boy handed h e r the Smithers letter. "Where did you get this?" s he asked, after she had read it. "I found it on the street thi s morning whe n Mr. Sharpley sent me to the Continental Trust Company." "But h o w can you be certa in that thi s information is reliable?" "Because I know that Mr. Smithers has been trying to buy some of the stock." "How do you know that?" "Mr. Scrooge told me he was her e after a block of five ------------. thousand sha res the firm has had kicking aro .md for lwo years back." "Then he bought it, I !'" "He would have liked to have d o ne s o." "What prevented him? Did Mr. Scrooge ask too much for it?" "No. The reason was that Mr. Sharpley had sold the lot to me an hour before." "Oh!" "Mr. Scrooge didn't know it at the time but a s could n ot lay his hand on the s tock he told Mr. Smithers to call in the morning." "Maybe y ou could sell it to him at an advance," sug gested the girl eagerly. "I know I could, and at five time s what I paid for it ; but I won't." "Isn't tha t foolish on your part, Bob?" asked Kitty, with some c oncern. "Not to my way of thinking. If it's worth five cents or more a s hare to Mr. Smithers, it is worth mor e to me. I can afford to keep it and watch for development s in the mine." "Well, perhaps you are right," said the girl, though it was clear she had her doubts about the matter. "You ought to know more about stocks than I. But, honestly, Bob, I wouldn't like to see you get s tuck." "Don't worry about me, Kitty. All I ask is that you r emembe r your promise until I r e lease you it. The moment this information gets abroad all the brokers will be trying to get hold of some of it. Who knows but what it might go to a. dollar a share or over?" "\Youldn't that be grand!" exclaimed Kitty enthus iastically, for s he took as much interest in Bob's e nterprise as though it was her own. "Take Tonopah mines, for instance. Tonopah mining 'ms bid for late ly at $14 a share, Montana Tonopah, $2.57 a Tonopah Midway, $1.45, and Tonopah Belmont, $1.20. What' s the matter with Red Dog getting into the same company?" They talked a few minutes longer on the subject and then bade one another good-by for the day. Xex t morning Bob, Kitty and Miss Stevenson went to the Tombs police court together, arriving there a little after t e n, and they took seats beside Mrs Dickens, who was already on hand. The officer who had arrested the man Bob ran down noted th eir arrival, and spoke to the clerk of the court. After the lapse of half an hour the prisoner was brought to the bar, where he was joined by a nervy-looking lawyer, who had been retained in his behalf. Addressing the justice, he said the prisoner waived ex amination. The magistrate nodded and spoke to the clerk, while the pris oner was led out of the court and back to his cell. The policeman then came over to Bob and the party and told them their presence would not be required that day, as the man was remanded, pending action on the part of the t o a prol offic ing ens. se c 1 ton Die BOJ a 1 jec anc Bo cm de2 Re its pu tw asl m r to it fe a gi w so ali tu


HARD TO BEAT. 9 the grand jury, before which they would receive due notice to appear and give their evidence. "If an indictment is found against the man, which is probable, you will be supcenaed by the District Attorney's office to appear at one of the criminal courts in this build ing to testify at the trial." "I should like to recover my property," said Mrs. Dick ens. "The contains a large amount of negotiable securities and s ome money." "You will hare to make application to the District At torney's office, madam," said the officer, and with that Mrs. Dickens had to be content. CHAPTER V. BOB ACQUIRES A HALF IN TWENTY THOUSAND ADDITIONAL SHARES OF RED DOG. Bob politely volunteer e d to see Mrs. Dickens as far as a Broadway car. Aside from the courtesy of the act, the boy had an object in view. 'l'hey parted from the two girls at the corner of Center and Leonard streets and turned up the latter thoroughfare. "I would like to ask you a question, Mrs Dickens," said Bob, with some diffidence. "You have my permis!'lion," replied the lady, somewhat curious to learn what the boy wished to inquire about. "Can you tell me if your husband, some time before his death, bought a block of twenty thousand shares of the Red Dog Minfog Company, of Goldfield, Nevada?" "He did," replied Mrs. Dickens, with manifest surprise. do you ask?" "Because I wished to know if you still have that stock in your possernion." "I ha1e," she replied; "but my' lawyer has advised me that it trorthless He said the mine was abandoned by its promot e rs, that it was nothing but a wildcat enterprise put out to defraud creulons investors My husband lost two thousand dollars by buying it. "Then perhaps you would be willing to sell the stock?" asked Bob eagerly. "Would you buy it?" the lady, in astonish ment. "I should like to, if you would let me have it at a reasonable price." "Why, Mr. Brooks, I wouldn't think of selling that stock to you. If you want it for any purpose I will gladly present it to you, for it really is useless to me. I made an effort a few months ago to sell it in Wall Street, but couldn't find a broker willing to touch it at any price I will not only give it to you willingly, but I should be glad to know in what other way I could be of service to you. I owe you something for saving my money and securities yesterday, and I shall not feel satisfied until I have made some return for the service you rendered me." "It would hardly be fair for me to accept your kind offer, Mrs. Dicken s without letting you know my reasons for desiring to own this Red Dog stock." "If you want to t e ll me I shall be glad to listen." "It is true Red Dog has been, and still is generally regarded as a dead mine. But yesterday I came into the possession of information, apparently reliable, which seems to indicate that paying ore has lately been found in the mine. If this turns out to be true, Red Dog will certainly come into the market again as a stock worth having. While I could not afford to pay over .five cents a share for your holdings, and would prefer to get it for less, I should like to get it, on the chance that it might prove a good thing for me in the end." "You are very honest about it, Mr. Brooks," said Mrs. Dickens, in a pleased tone. "I'm afraid you would not be very successful as a broker if you made a practice of being sc candid. May I ask you a question?" "Certainly." "As Red Dog stands to-day, could I go down in Wall Street and sell it for five cents a share?" "I am certain you could not." "What do you think I could get for it?" "I don't thi nk you could sell it." "Then, am I to understand that you value this stock entirely on the basis of the tip you have received-is that it?" "That is it." Mrs. Dickens smiled. "Don't you think that nine persons out of ten would refuse to sell you this stock after you had given them such a hint as the one you have confided to me?" "I admit that," laughed Bob. ''Would you tell anybody what you told me about this Hed Dog, r are you ma king a special exception in my favor?" "I don't think I would be so liberal with a man." "I appreciate the straightforward manner in which you have approached me in this matter, and I must say it does you credit. I believe you are as smart as you are honest, and a boy possessed of two such qualities cannot but succeed in life. I am a reasonably wealthy woman, and the two thousand or two hundred dollars that this Red Dog stock might possibly net me in the future, if your view of the situation proves to be correct, would not a.dd greatly to my happiness, while the knowledge that I had helped you to success would. Therefore I beg you to accept the cer tificates as a gift freely and gladly tendered to you.:' "I will accept them on one condition only, Mrs. Dick ens," said Bob. "And that is?" "That you will accept one-half of the profits if this stock turns up a bonanza." "But I don't wish to do that." "Why not? I am making you a business offer. I pos sess inside information about Red Dog which I believe to be valuable. If I took all your stock, and it should after ward turn out to be a valuable holding, I should feel as


10 HATID TO BEAT. I -----------------------if l had robbed yen I l rni;::ht he all right in the eyes I The 1iokncc or his language :.tlrncted tile attention not o f \\'all Street, but ii 1rn11lcl not be in mine. Half of only of :tll the clerks in the cftice, including the stenogyour stock will be a fair "xclian!!e for my k nowledge. when rap her, but that of Mr. Scrooge, who, visibly annoyed, I do business I like to do it on a business basis." opened the door of his private room and looked into the "Well," r ep lied reluctantly, "if you are determined r e ception-room. to have it that way, of: cour .e [ consent. We are partners, "What's the trouble, Robert?" asked the senior partner, then, in twenty thon.::ancl shares of Red Dog," and she glancing at Mr. Smithers in no pleasant way. smiled "l will send you the certificates to"This gentleman seems to be excited, sir," answered the morrow." boy, rather indignantly. "Thank you, Mrs. Dickerni." "Excited! Well, I should think I ought to be. I've "It trill he a good exc u se for you to call on me, you been made the victim of an underhanded piece of rascality. know. Tt is quite the proper thing for one to see one's sir, by your employc>e here. I lost a letter on the street partner one:e in awhile," she laughed musically. containing information of a c onfidential nature, do you "Yes," admitted Rob, with one of his captivating grins, sir? Private only intended for my "I shall have to sre Yon occasionally to report progress." eye, and t his boy has the unpaxa1leled impudence to pick 'l'hen the boy placed her on a northbound car. it up and read it-read my letter! Do you hear me, sir?" When he returned to the office he found a gentleman, ;, I beg, sir, that you will moderate your voice. You \rhom he readily recognized as Mr. Smithers, waiting to are disturbing the office. If you will step into my private liim. room I may be able to straighten the matter out," said He was a big, red-faced man, and Bob thought from Mr. Scrooge. 1he look on face that something he had eaten that mornMr. Smithers, after a fierce look at Bob, availed himself ing disa g re ed with him. of ti invihition, and his high-pitched voice was presently "Are you Rob Brook,:?" he demanded aggressively. heard agitating the atmosphere of the senior partner'" "That's my nam0. What can I do for you?" said the office. boy polit e ly. "Whnt's the matter with the man?" asked Kitty, as Bob "Duncan & Cornptmy informed me this morning that you came up. purchased five thousand sharC:s of Red Dog mining stock "He's got a bug," grinned the boy. from them yesterday." "He called to see you, didn't he?" "H :'If r. Duncan told you that he didn't exceed the "I guess everybody in the office knows that by this time.'' truth," sai(1 Bob, c oolly. "What did he want?" insisted the girl, moved hy the "And now :'11 r. Scrooge h ere tells me that you purusual feminine of the sex. r.ha;:ecl five ih o usand s hares of the sam e stock from this "If you want to know all my business, Kitty, you had firm l wnnt to know what you want it for?" better many me right off the reel, so none of it will and Mr. .'.' Lml'red angrily' (lown on the boy. escape you," s nickered Bob mischievously. "That i s a cpie,:t ion 1 mus t r efuse to a n swer, sir." "Aren't you horrid!" she exclaimed, with a rosy blush. "What do you mean?" bellowed the irate visitor. "There's Mr. Bcrooge's bell. Now you're in for it," and r mean yon hn 1e no right to ask such a question. I s he clapped h e r hands gleefully. tlont know yon." "You think l'm up agains t it, do you, Miss Barnes. I "Oh, you d on't:" rcturrnd the man, with a s neer. advise you not to fool yourself. It's a cold day when I "Well, ruy name 81nith e rn; rlo y ou understand? It's can't hold my end up." my opinion you fonnd a letter of mine that I lost yester-Then Bob knocked at Mr. Scrooge's door and entered. tla,v morning in the street. You're read that letter, and that s \rhy >ou bought ihat s tock, you infernal little rnonkeY !" Ir you COilie up h ere merely to insult me, Mr. Smithrr;:, yon ha

HARD '1'0 BEAT. 11 by Mr. Sharpley, and I had no idea the contents were of an unusual nature until I had finis hed it. That the letter contained a pointer on the Red Dog mine I admit, and as it came into my po ssessi on through pure accident, I cla im that I had a perfect right to avail myself of it. I leave it to you, sir, if any broker in the Street wouldn't have done the same thing under the circumstances." "I think you ought to have returned the letter to Mr. Smithers at once, whatever course you took with reference to its contents." "I would have done so, but the address was missing," said Bob frankly. "You mean you tore off the address as an excuse for not doing so," sneered the visitor. "No, sir; I don t mean any such thing. I handed you the letter just now in the same condition in which it came into my possession." "I don t believe you. A boy who would read a letter not addressed to him would lie just as soon as not," said Mr. Smithers emphatically. Bob flush e d to his hair at these words, and an angry retort came to his lips, but it was nipped in the bud by Mr. Scrooge, who said: "That is an unfair remark, Mr. Smithers. Thi;re is no evidence that the boy has told an untruth. I assure you his record with us for veracity, not s peaking of his other good qualities, is unquestionable." "Well, he's your boy, and if you have such confidence in him it's none of my business," said Mr. Smithers im patiently "If he will sell me the certificates of Red Dog he bought of you and Duncan & Company at a slight ad Yance on the price he paid for them, and promise not to say a word a.bout the nature of the information contained in the letter, I'll let the thing go at. that," and the big faced man sat back in his chair as if he had made a very liberal propo s ition indeed. '.'That's fair enough," admitted Mr. Scrooge. "What do you say, Rob"ert ?" "I should like to oblige the gentleman," said Bob cheerfully; "but, under the circumstances, I think I would be a fool to part with those shares. It i s possible they may turn out to be a good thing. At any rate, I can afford to keep them until their value is settled one way or the other." "Do you mean to say you won't sell them to me?" de manded Mr. Smithers angrily. "That's what T mean replied the boy stoutly "I will give you five cents a share cash for the ten thousand shares I'll bet you Llidn't give anything like that for them." "Five cents is no inducement," answered Bob, much to Mr. Scrooge's amazement. who hnd long looked upon Red Dog certificates as worth less. "Well, 1'11 give you six cents." o ; sir; I wouldn't take ten cents at this moment." 'Confound you, then, for a. cantankerous little monkey. You'll :find you have made a mistake in refu s ing m y offer.1 l m not a man to be played with. You have skinned me out of that stock by r eadi ng my letter, and I'll get sq uare with you Just mark my words!" ."Tut! Tut! You should not threaten the boy. He has a right to refuse to sell you that fi:ock if he chooses to do so. It i s his property absolutely, ancl being non assessable, cannot be taken from him, even by the com pany. He may be making a mis take in r efusing your offer, which s trike s me as a liberal one, as far as I can see, but that is his lookout, not youn" "I will make you one last offer," aid Mr. Smithers, ri s ing to his feet. "I will give you eight cents a s hare for certificates, and I'm not sure but I am exceeding my instru c tions in going to that figure; but I will risk it. Is it a go?" "No, sir; the certificates are not for sale at present," said Bob. "All right, young man," said the visitor, jamming his hat on hi s head with a scowl. "You haven t heard the last of this. Perhaps you'll live to be sorry you did not take me up." "It i s possible I may; but I shan't blame you if I do," retorted the boy. Thi s rem ark was received by Mr. Smithers with an ugly frown. Then, with a curt nod to Mr. Scrooge he left the office and th e building. the fact that you have bluntly r efused seven hundr e d per cent. on the stock you bought of us, I nat urally su rmise that there have been some unu sua l ments in the Red Dog mine," sa id Mr Scrooge, when the two were alone. "Is that the secret of the letter?" "Yes, sir." "Are you sure it i s a wise thing to put so much depend e nce on this information you have acquired?" "Mr. Sm ither s' eagerness to pay eight cen t s for that s to c k ought to be some evi d e nce that he puts absolute faith in the pointer." "I dare say you are right. Wh a t ever the developments in R ed Dog, no hint has been published so far. Has a fresh lead been opened up?" "The letter says so, nnd that the management is now waiting for the railroad which is being built to Goldfield to b e completed, when s hipments of ore will begin." "Then I shou ld say you are doing the proper thing to hold on to that stock. If the ore s hould run ell up in th e scale Red Dog ought to b e worth anywhere from twenty:five cents up in the near future." Mr. Scrooge then turned to hi s des k which was a sign the inte rvi e w was over. "It seems to me that you are gett ing to be a person of con side rable importance all of a sudden," said Kitty, when Bob came out of the inner office. "You mean people a r e just beginning to r e alize my value grinned the boy. "I see you are growing ju t as conce ited as other boys." "'l'hank you for your good opinion, Mis s Barnes." "You are quite wclcom e to it, Mr. Brook 8." "Oh, come now, Kitty, I ca n t stand for that." /


HARD 'l'O BEAT. .. Y c u can't expect me to call you plain Bob an: ; more, : c ,;1at y o u are devel o ping the big head." I did11 't notice that my head had swelled any," exp S 111:1te: 1 the boy. "T'crlrnp s you had better look in the lavatory mirror and ffC for yourself." '' 1 ook here, Kitty Barnes, what are you driving at?" "'.' m not saying a word," s he answered innocently, contir.uing to rattle away at the keys of her typewriter. sJy i ng a word! Why, you couldn't keep quiet if ho1Fe fell on you!" "Than k you; you're extr e mely complimentary." ''You aren't mad, are you?" Kitty k ept her lips closed tightly. "\Yhy don't you speak?" Click, click, cli c kety click went the Remington. "All right. I was going to offer to take you to the bridge cars to-night; but if you're angry, of course--" "Don't be foolish, Bob," broke out Kitty, with her eyes on h e r copy and her deft little fingers on the keys; ''d r ourse I'd be glad to have you go along-you know I would, ypu ridiculous, good-for-nothing boy, so there!" The stalwart young messe nger was apparently satisfied 'rith that, fo: he said no more, but went into the reception room and hok his seat, ready for anything that might tnrn up. CHAPTER VII. BOB CATCHES ON TO A TIP IN THE SUBWAY. .. That was a bang-up show last night," said Phil Sharpe, h e n he met Bob the next morning at the One Hundred ;md T wenty-fifth Street underground station, both the boys be.n g bonnd downtown for business. "First-class," replied his friend, who had treated to seats a t Proctor's uptown playhouse. "I'm dead gone on that Miss Sylvester who did the skipping-rope dance." "Are you?" g rinned Bob; "well, don't let her husband hear of it." "Her husband!" ejaculated Phil, with a blank look. "Sure. That was her husband-the fat man .who did the juggling turn." "Ho w do you know that?" "They were both in the cigar s tore near Seventh ave nue, where the big Washington statue is, night before last while I was getting a s have in the rear, and the head barber told m e who they were." "You were g etting a what?" "A haircut," grinned Bob. "You said a s have," insisted Phil. But an express rolled in at that moment, and the boys nished for a seat. "You know Jones, our cashier?" said Phil, as he turned to t h e baseball news in his paper. Y rs ; what abont him?" asked Bob. "He's telling it all around that he's acquired a third' interest in a yacht." "Duncan ought to watch him, then." "Why so?" "He might become a full-fledged skipper." "Haw, haw haw!" laughed a fat man next to Bob, who on to the joke. Phil turned around and stared at him. "Say," he whispered to Bob, "what ails that fellow?" "Something hit his risible faculties and lodged there," grinned Bob. "Didn't you see it?" "Sec what?" "Say, Phil, you're like the atmosphere in this tunnel." "How's that?" "You're rather dense." "Stop your kidding." "I'm not kidding. I said you were dense, and I can prove it." "How can you?" demanded Phil aggressively. "Because you can't tell me the highest office within the gift of the American people." "Oh, any fool knows that." "Well, what is it, smarty?" "The presidency, of course." "You're wrong. The. highest office is the weather signal station on Pike's Peak." "Haw, haw, haw!" snickered the fat man again. "Bob Brooks, you make me weary," snorted Phil in a tone of disgust. Then he tnrned his back to his friend and began to read the scores "'l'hat wasn't so bad, young man," chipped in the fat man, digging him in the side with his elbow. "Not quite as bad as a rotten egg," retorted Bob, who resented the punch. The fat man subsided. Bob opened his own paper and turned to the financial news. Several passengers, including the fat man, got out at Forty-second street, and others took their places. A couple of prominent politicians sat down next to Bob. They began talking together in a low tone about a legislative d e al then in progrPSs. "The bill i s sure to go through, in spite of the news papers and the citizen's committee, which has gone to Al bany to protest against it. I've got the tip right from headquarters. What you want to do now is to buy all the Comolidated Gas you dan pay for in the next day or two. It is 180 this morning and feverish. This time next week, m ark my words;it will pass the 200 mark. Now, remember, not a word to anybody about this, but go right in and buy for all you're worth." And Bob Brooks' sharp ears heard every word of that pointer, and it set him to thinking: He looked at Consolidated Gas in the transactions of the Stock Exchange, and saw it had fluctuated the preced ing day from 179 to 181 and closed at 180. "I've a great mind to put my little pile into it. This


HARD TO BEAT. 13 man next to me is evidently in touch with the situation hint e d at developments in the forgotten R e d Dog mine at at Albany. Let me see-how many shares could I buy on Goldfield, Nevada, and the probability that the stock might a ten per cent. margin?" be listed again on the western exch.anges. He figured it out that it would cost him $1,375 to get Kitty saw it and pointed it out to J3oh. seventy -five shares. "Looks as if things were coming our way, doesn t it?" "And my roll foots up $1,375. I guess I'll do it, if I can "Yes," replied the boy, looking pleased. "But I scarcely get it at 180." expected anything would leak out through the p a pers yet Along about eleven o'clock Mr. Scrooge sent him to the awhile. That item will star t a numb e r of interested per Exchange with a note for Mr. Sharpley, and on his way sons on a still hunt for corroborative evidence, and then back Bob stopped in at Treadwell & Company and asked before long everybody will know that Red Dog has come on them to buy seventy-five shares of Consolidated Gas at 180, earth a second time." and put up his money like a little man. Bob cut the item out and mailed it to Mrs. Dickens, From that moment Bob took a sudden interest in the with a few words acknowledging receipt of her note. political situation at the State capital, and the next morn ing he noticed that Consolidated Gas had risen to 182. In the meantime Mrs. Dickens, true to her word, sent him the forty Red Dog certificates, representing twenty thousand shares of the mining stock, and Bob put them in the office safe, along with the shares he had already acquired. Thus he controlled thirty thousand shares of the mine, though actual owner of but twenty thousand. A couple of days later, while the gas ledslation at Al bany was still undecided, though the bill had bee n passed by the Senate and sent back to the Assembly, in consequence of which Consolidated Gas had advanced to 18G, and was extremely buoyant at that, he received a note from Mrs. Dickens, as follows : "Albermarle Hotel Sept. 21, 190-. "Dear Mr. Brooks: A gentleman named William Smith ers called on me yesterday with reference to those certifi cates of Red Dog Mining stock He had bee n up to One Hundred and Twenty-ninth street looking for l\Ir Dickens, of whose death he was unaware. When he found I had moved from there he took measures to hunt me up, and finally located me at this hotel. He wanted to buy the stock, and finally offered me as high as eight c e nts a share for it. Then I referred him to you, as my representative for the stock, thinking you might consider it advisaJ:ile to make the sale, for I think the figure very liberal. When I mentioned your name and !lddress I thought the man would have a fit. I can't imagine what ailed him. He said nothing more, but took his departure at once. You will, of course, nse your 0WJ1 judgment as to whether you will sell the stock or not if this gentleman should call on you. I have perfect confidence in your business sagacity. Hoping you will soon find the time to call on me, I remain, "Very sincerely yours, "CLARA DICKENS." CHAPTEn VIII. BOB'S COUP IN CONSOLIDATED GAS. Next morning Bob was stopped on Broad street by Mr. Duncan, who was on his 'ray to th e Stock Exthange. "The day after you bought those R ed Do'g certificates from me a man came into our office and inquired for the stock. I told him we had just sold the batch we had had on hand for over a year. He wanted to know who had bought the stock, and thinking the re might be something in it for you, I sent him up to your place. Did you see him?" "I saw him, all ri ght," g rinned Bob. "His name is Smithers. He wanted the stock so badly that he offered me five cents a ohare for it." "The dickens you say!" exclaimed Mr. Duncan, in a tone of s urprise. "Of course you sold it to him and raked in a pretty little pro:fi,t on your deal?" Bob shook his head. "No, I didn't sell it to him." "Why, how is that? Yo'u say he you five cents a sh are." "He did better than that1 after f refused to take it. He raised the ante to eigh t cents." "You're joking, young man,'' said the incredu lously. "If you don't believe me you can ask Mr. Scrooge. The offer was made in his presence." "The man must have been crazy." "He was crazy mad when I wouldn't take him up." "Do y.ou mean to say that you refus ed eight cents a share? alrno o t gasped Mr. Dunstan. "That's what I did, not only for the five thousand I bought of you, but for another block of five thousand I got from our firm." "Gee! I don't wonder Smithers ha:d a fit. I've headed "Bob Brooks, is there anything the matter with your him off from about all the Red Dog there is in New York. gray matter?" a sked the broker, lookin g at the boy as if I'll bet he's mad enough to do me up, if he could get the he thought him a fit candidate for Bloomingd ale. chance. I doubt if I'd take a certified check from him "Not to my knowledge," Bob coolly to-day for an amount covering my holdings a{ twe nty-five "Well, you're a conundrum. How can to cents a share." make any s uch sum as that out of those certificates? \ ',lwt That afternoon there was a short item in the Globe which have you got in your mind's eye?"


14 HARD T'O BEAT. "I think Red Dog is a good stock to Oll'n about this amount; but if one or the other shoul and


HARD ro BEAT. 15 hesitated about holding on to his stock, which fluctuated around 193. Finally the mayor signed the bill when everybody thought he would not, and an awful howl went up from the yellow journals in consequence. But something else also went up that was more satis factory to Bob, and that was his stock. The moment the news came out that the mayor had affoed his signature to the bill Consolidated stoc k jumped with greater lrnoyancy than eve r. It reached :WO by the closing of the Exchange that day. The bill was now up to the governor. Would hP veto it? He was a Republican, while the mayor was a Tflmm:rny Democrat. It would be a feather in his political cap to turn it flown. "Shall I chance it?" figured Bob. "If I sell now my profit on the d ea l will be $1,500. A bird in the hand l i;: worth two in the blackberry bush. I guess I'll sell out now." TJ1er e was nothing vascillating about Bob's nature. Once h e had deci bPll rang. "I s uppose you re going out?" s aid the bookkeeper, as he handed him the "You might a s well mail these at the corner," and he han

18 HARD TO BEAT. He opened the door and walked in. It was a large room, with a brass railing at the further end, behind which sa t three good-looking young ladie s working busily at their Remingtons. One of the girls came forward and a ske d Bob what he wanted, and he sai d he had a letter for Mr. Butler and expe c t e d an answer. "I will take it to him," said the g irl, and she disappeared into a n inn e r room. The boy walk e d over to the window and looked out into a big areaway, whence he caught a glimpse of a score o r more clerks and typ ewrite r s working away in the various offices that also opened on to the air s haft. While thus employed several persons came into see Mr. Butler, and were told to wait until the capitalist was dis engaged. Two of these vi s itors took up thei r sta tion within ear shot of Bob and began a low i;:onversatio n. 'I've mana ged to pick up sixtee n thousand sh ares of the stock in sma11 batches since I got the order to buy all I could of it," said one of the men, who was evidently a broker, though Bob did n o t remember havin g seen him before, :md he knew most of the big fellows by sight. "I think Brown & Company have some," said his friend. "You might ask them." "I will. I want to get all that I can before I go on the floor and begin to bid for it." "I understand. You ought to get some on the Street. C. H. & D. i s a stap le article, and you ought to pick up a good bit floating around. Do you 1.'"TIOW who are in this combination to boost this s to ck? "No, I don't. And if I did I wouldn't be saying any thing. I'm giving you the tip to buy sol e ly because you a r e my brother-in-law, and I want you to promise that you'll give Sis a good stake out of your winnings." "What are you paying for the stock to-day?" "Fifty-two. I guess it'll be higher to-morrow. At any rate, it won't be a ny lower some time to come T'he moment we begin to buy on the Exchange it will attract notice to the s to ck and it will commence to go up. You may expect to see it fluctuate a bit at first, as we shall want to shake off as many of the early buyers as we can and get their s tock. I advise you to go to your limit on this, Roger, on a t e n per cent. margin." "I'll take your advice, Joe, and attend to it at once." At that moment the young lady who attended to the call ers motioned to Bob, and h e had to leave the window. Howev er, he had obtained all the information he could have desired. I Evid en tly C. H. & D. stoc k was about to be cornered by some powerful cliciue, who had hired this broker, among others, to buy in the stock for them. So when Bob got the reply he was to carry back to Scrooge his h ead was full of the r. H. & D. scheme, and before he reached the office he determined to go into the deal himself on his own little hook. "I have $2,600 l ying idle in the bank that might just as well be working for me as not," he mused, as he walked rapidly on. "That broker said the stock was selling at 52. I can buy five hundred shares at that figure on a ten per cent. margin." When he went to lunch at twelve-thirty he drew his money from the bank, carried it to Treadwell & Company, where he had come to be recognized as a very successful small speculator, and put it up on C. H. & D. When he got back to the office again he showed the receipt to Kitty with a laugh "You see I'm in it head over heels again." "Another tip?" laughed the girl. "Look out, B obby. The pitcher that goes to the well may go there once too often and get broken." "Well, you just keep your eye on C H & D. from this out Every point it goes above 52 means five hundred dollars in my pocket." "And every point it goes below 52 means--" "Never mind that, Kitty. I make it a point never rn look on the dark side of a picture." "It makes me n e rvou s to think you have risked so much m oney on a single stock transaction. It's every cent you had, too, wasn't it?" "That's right. When I think I have a good thing I go the whole thing, otherwise I leave the thing entirely alone." "There's Mr. Scrooge's bell. Run along, little fellow," laughed Kitty. CHAPTER X. THE ABDUCTION OF BOB BROOKS. Now that Bob had gone into the market again his thoughts naturally were much taken up with the fluctua tions of C. H. & D. For the next few days the stock hovered around 52. Wh e n the Exchange closed on Saturday noon, the third day after he bought the stock, the price had reached 58 and a fraction. "Well, I'm seven hundred dollars to the good, anyway, leaving out the matter of commission, which will be $125 when I come to sell." Brokers charge one-eighth of one per cent. for each one hundred shares of stock purchased for a clie:irt, and a similar a.mount for selling the same. It was a cold, drizzling afternoon, and Bob, instead of going off somewhere with Phil, as was his custom, took the Third Avenue "L" at Fulton street, to Ninth s treet, and went to the Cooper Union reading-room, where he put in several hour s reading the current magazines. He reach e d his home in West One Hundred and Seven teenth street in time for supper, and then he went out to the butcher's and the to make sundry purchases for his mother. At nine o'clock there came a ring at the bell of their fiat. "I w6nder who that is at this hour?" asked Nellie Brooks, looking up from a book she was reading. "Push in the button, Bob Tl that h befo: B bell Nell H of s It soft the to s ishn s stan on'1 'l 1 opei as J ] dou '] the mo] '] bef1 thi1 pm ] ti II pui J the l na1 cisE al Vi goc J lesi J ma opE


HARD TO BEAT. 1'1 The boy went into the kitchen and pushed in the knob that opened the front door. In a moment the bellrang again, more vigorously than before. Bob pushed in the button again, but in spite of that the bell rang a third time. "Maybe that's Phil and he won't come up; I'll go down, Nellie." He put on his hat and scooted down the two flights of stairs, for the Brooks fanlily lived on the third floor. It was raining at a pretty lively rate, and a man with a soft hat pulled down over his eyes stood in the vestibule. ".Are you Bob Brooks?" he asked when the boy opened the inside door. "That's my name. Was it you rung our bell just now?" "Yes; Mr. Sharpley is in the carriage outside and wants to see you." "Mr Sharpley!" exclaimed the boy, in no little aston ishment. Stock brokers were not in the habit of hunting up their messenger boys, except under distinctly unusual circum stances. "Something's up, sure pop !" he muttered, as he ran out on the walk and over to the carriage door. The man followed close at his heels. "Here he is," he said to the occupant of the vehicle, opening the door. "Step in, Bob," said a voice, which he did not recognize as Mr. Sharpley's. He put one foot on the step and then paused, as if in doubt. The man outside gave him a shove that sent him against the person inside, and quickly slamming the door, the man mounted the box and drove hurriedly toward Eighth avenue. The person inside had caught Bob around the neck, and before the boy could make any effectual resistance against this rough treatment a handkerchief which gave forth a pungent odor was pressed over h;s mouth and nostrils. Bob had now awakened to the fact that he was the victim of a ruse to get him into the carriage, though for what purpose he could not exactly understand. Naturally he began to struggle to extricate himself from the iron grip of the unknown in the carriage. He was not an easy proposition to handle under ordi nary circumstances, for steady gymnastic and baseball exercise had hardened and developed his muscles, and as he always looked carefully after his general health he was in good physical shape. But he had been taken at a disadvantage to begin with, and now the fumes of a strong chloroform solution were sapping both his strength and his senses. The result of it all was that every moment rendered him less capable of holding out. Fini!llY his head fell back, and he lay like a log in the man's arms. Propping his victim up in the seat, the stranger threw open both windows of the swiftly moving vehicle, which had by this time turned into One Hundred and Twenty fifth street and was speeding westward. "Phew!" exclaimed the man, as he stuck his head out of the window. "I thought the stuff would fetch me, aa well as him." The cool breeze and the cold rain splashing on to hia face speedily revived the stranger. .At that instant a big arc light in front of a saloon threw the man's countenance in full relief. It was the face of Mr. William Smithers. The carriage passed the brilliantly-lighted West End Theater, and soon afterward turned into Manhattan avenue, keeping straight on toward the Fort Lee ferry. .A boat was in, and so the driver, after he had paid the fare, drove the carriage on board. By that tine Mr. Smithers, having rid the carriag_e of the fumes of the drug, had closed the windows tight again so that, had curious eyes sought to penetrate the interior of the vehicle, no one could have guessed whether it car ried even a single passenger. In a few minutes the boat pulled out from its dock, and in a short time had crossed the riv er and was made fast to its berth on the other side. Then the carriage slowly drove on shore, and started off on one side of the trolley road. This road it followed for a matter of four or five miles, till the lights of Hac kensack hove in view, when the driver turned to the left along the highway which skirts the river. Two or three miles below the carriage crossed the Hackensack river on a short bridge, which landed the vehicle right on to the meadows. Then the driver slowed down to a walk, as though feeling his way forward in the darkness and the rain. The horses splashed and floundered in the soft muck, dotted with innumerable pools of water, every once in awhile s triking tolerably hard gro und until it finally came to a s top before a dark, unsavory-looking building. .A dismal house it was when, as on this occasion, the cold wind swept the blinding rain across the Hackensack meadows. The rising tide flapped monotonously among the reeds and flags which grew upon the banks of the near-by stream, a s luggish branch of which flowed immediately under the r e ar windows of the rickety-looking building itself. The driver descended from his perch and opened the car riage door. "Here we are, Mr. Smithers." ".All right. Thump on the door and rouse up Mr. Grubb." It looked as though they had been expected, for a smart knock brought an elderly man and a light to the front door. "Lend a hand, Hubbard," said Mr. Smithers sharply. Between the driver and the big red-faced man the un conscious Bob Brooks was taken from the carriage and carried up the short, rickety steps and into the house, when


J.8 HARD TO BEAT. '.Mr: Urubb d o s e d the door and piloted them to a very plain-i He got up and made his way to the window looking apartment in the rear. "Where the dickens am I, and how came I here?" A bri s k fire was burning in the grate oi an old -fas hioned T'he qismal lan

HARD TO BEAT. 19 "Keep your distance," said Mr. Grubb, hastily, "or I'll Not the shuffling feet of ::\fr. Grnbb, but the finn and shut lhe door again," and he made a movement to retire. heavy tread of a big man. "Don't go," said Bob, stopping short in the middle of Bob believed that this was coming to see him, the floo,_._ "I to talk with you." and it was with a sen sation of l'Xpectation and relief that ''I ain t sure whether I ought to talk with you or not," he waited for his visitor. replied the man. It is better to know the trntb, however unpleasant, "You can tell me why I was brought here and where than to worry onessclf over an uncertainty. I am, can't you?" The padlock was unloosened and the door opened, admitMr. Grubb shook his head. ting an individual whose mere presence, before he had "You'll find that out by and bye." opened his mouth even, threw a sudden gleam of intelli" But I want to know now," the boy eagerly. gence upon the situation, for the instant Bob recognized "I ain't got no orders to tell you nothing," answered the ponderous form of Mr. William Smithers it was as Mr. Grubb. if a veil bad fallen from before his eyes, and he saw a "But you know all about it, don't you?" reason for what pr eviously had been so mystifying to him. "I don t know nothing about what don't concern me," "Well, my intelligent young friend," began the red.said the man cautiously faced man sardonically, "we meet again, though under cir" Who does, then?" cumstances not quite s o agreeable, to you at lea s t, as those "Then man who brought you here." of our former interview." "And who is he?" Bob looked hard at him b11t did not open his mouth. "He'll introduce himself when he gets ready." "You must thank yom thick head for this nnpJeasa .nt Bob saw that the man did not intend to be communicondition of affairs," continued Mr. Smithers, as h e drew cative. near to the boy. "You would not take my warning, and so "Will you bring me a drink of water?" he asked. "My I have been put to the trouble of going to this extreme." mouth and throat feel like a furnace, and I've got a head"I don't see what you e:tpcct to gain by this high-hand e d ache." outrage Mr. Smithers," s11id Bob, full of fight. "You have "I'll get it for you." laid yourself open to criminal proceedings by abducting me Mr. Grubb shut and secured the door again, and Bob from my home." heard him shuffling down the stairs. "J expect to gain my point," said the man, with a grim "It seems pretty hard to get any light on the situation s mile. "I gness I hold the trump hand now, my young mused the boy, not at a11 pleased with the short interview. fri e nd and s o I propose to compel you to come to terms." In a few minutes Mr. Grubb ascended the stairs with a "It takes two to make a bargain." pitcher of water and a cracked glass, which he passed into "That's ri ght; and as there happens to pe two of u s in the room and then went away again. this room we oi1ght to be able to reach one without any Another half hour elapsed and the old man came up great troubl e." with a cup of coffee, a plate of bread, and some cold meat. "You can't make me g ive up my Red Dog s tock unless "Here's your breakfast," he said briefly, and shutting I chose to and that's what you're after, I know." the door he went away again. "That's exactly what I'm after, and I think you'll g ive Bob was hungry enough to oot everything in sight, and it up, an right, before I get through with you." lost no time in doing so. "Perhaps you think I'm easily managed," said Bob, By this time the mist had dispersed entirely, and the / boy caught an unobstructed view of the trackless meadows "Oh. ther e are more ways than one of killing a cat, and stretching away northward, with a distant sight of the outone of them opght to fetch you," said Mr. Smithers darkly. skirts of Hackensack. "You don't imagine I carry that s tock around with me," The sky was still lowering, and threatened a renewal of said Bob, with a sneer. the rain. "Hardly," replied Mr. Smithers, cheerfu lly. "It is prob-Bob had never been in that section of New Jersey be-ably in the safe at Scrooge & Sharpley's." fore, so that what he saw did not enlighten him much as "Then T don't see--" to his whereabouts. "An onler from you, presented by me in person the first Of course he had heard of the Hackensack meadows, thing to-morrow morning. will ans1Ter all purposes." but it did not occur ilo him that it was amidst those marshy "And you expect T will sign s uch an order?" a s tonished lands that he was cooped up. ,flt the man's nerve. It would not have done him any good, anyway, if he "Certaiulv." had recognized the locality, as there seemed to be no im"We ll, T won't." mediate prospect of him getting away. "Tl1en I'll have to p11t the on. my yo11ng friend He put in a long and dreary morning in fruitless specusaid Mr. striki11g the Aoor with his heel several llttion. timrs. "Birds that can A ing and won't sing must be made About eleven o'clock he heard s teps coming up the stairto i

20 HARD TO BEAT. CHAPTER XII. THE HEMPEN NECKLACE. Shuffiing steps on the staircase soon announced the proach of Mr. Grubb. He was coming in answer to Mr. Smithers' signal. When he entered the room Bob saw that he carried sev eral pieces of soft, new cord in one hand, and a short clothesline in the other "Get a chair, Grubb," were the words with which Mr. Smithers addressed his confederate. Mr. Grubb went into the front room and brought a stout chair. "As I believe in people making themselves comfortable when they can, I will request yo.u, Mr. Brooks to make use of this chair," said Mr. Smithers, with an inexplicable smile. "The stool suits me all right," replied Bob, who sus pected the big man's intentions. "I prefer that you should use the chair," said Mr. Smith ers in a tone which showed Bob that he did not have any choice in the matter, so, fearing the outcome of this ex change of seats, he seate d himself in the chair as directed. "Why can't you be as obliging in reference to that order for the Red Dog stock I spoke about? It' will save you a heap of trouble." "Because I don't propose to be swindled," said Bob, stoutly. "I think I made you a bona fide offer of twelve cents a share for the thirty thousand shares you hold of Red Dog, that is $3,600 for the lot There was no swind le in that, was there? Could you have sold the stock anywhe re in New York for over half of that, you little monkey? You know you couldn't But you banked against the future, as indicated in that letter of mine which you had the luck to pick up. You intended to do me, the l egitimate owner of that pointer, out of results I expected to gain In your eagerness to go the w hole hog you have overshot your mark. Instead of the $3,600 you might have received, you will now get nothing. Now, G rubb tie the young man to the chair with the clothesline," and Mr. Smithers grabbed Bob and held him so he could not move. Mr. Grubb immediatel y got busy, and the boy was soon s ecured, though his arms were l eft free. "Now, Grubb, fetch that table with the writing ma terials from the front room," sa id Mr. Smithers. The obedient accomplice los t no time in carrying out his orders. Mr. Smithers drew the stoo l up t o the table, which had been placed in front of the boy, and sitting down, facing Bob, soon produced the following: "New York, October 12, 190-. "Messrs. Scrooge & Sharpley, ., "Wall Street, New York. "Please deliver to the bearer, Mr. Smithers, my thirty thousand shares of Red Dog stock, and tak e hi s receipt for same." ------=====


HARD TO BEAT. 21 -Half :m hour passed, and not only had the pressure arotuid Eol/s thumb s incre a sed to real torture, but the cord was now contracting his throat so that it was beginning to be a trouble to breathe without a sense of suffocation. Mr. Smither s watched the results of his scheme with great satisfact ion. "It'll fetch him, all right," he muttered, rubbing his hand s together. "It's bound to." He drew a sharp pocketknife and laid it on the table, ready for bus iness when the boy yielded. At last Bob could not repres s a groan, and the drops of perspiration stood out on his forehead. 'l'hen he began to gasp a little for breath, but still he held out. "Harnnt you had e nough of this yet?" asked Mr. Smith ers, angry at his endurance. But the boy gave DoO sign. "Hang you for a cantanl

22 HARD TO BEAT. He heard the old man fling sundry choice remarks at the broken pieces and th e n continue on into the kitchen. Bob left his prison room and took temporary refuge in the front apartment. From there he l:ieard Mr. Grubb sweeping up the debris and talking to himself. In a few moment s the old rascal shuffied upstairs again, and the boy got reaily to tackle him as soon as it became evident that he had discovered the pri s oner was missing from the chair. M:r. Grubb, however ; a s soon a s he reached the landing, confined himself to relocking the padlock, apparently not considering it necessary to glance inside 0 the room. This accomplished, he went downstairs again, and Bob was left to his own devices. The first thing th e boy did was to take a look from the windows in front of the house, and the same expanse of moist meadow land greeted his eye. "I'd give something to know where this building i s lo cated. It seems to be in the midst of a swampy spot of considerable extent. It can't be a great way from the city, if I was brought here in a carriage It is possible I may have been transferr e d to some other kind of conveyance, a boat, for instance. I hardly think my abductors would dare risk the chance of putting me on board a train. At any rate, it's up to me now to get away before Mr. Smithers returns, for I 've an idea he isn't in the house at the present moment. He' s rather too big and st rong a proposition for me to handle successfully, especially considering the con dition of my hands. If I get out of this with a whole body, I'll bet I'll be foxy after this. I've had all the experience 1 want with Mr. Smither8." Bob removed his shoes and crept cautiously down the staircase, which creak e d a good bit under his weight. The house being perfectly silent, this noise seemed quite loud to his excited fancy. At every step he took he almost expected to see a door cpen below and Mr. Grubb, at least, come out to see what was making the dis turbance. Had he been able to look into the kitch e n that moment he would have bee n som e what reassured, for Mr. Grubb was bprawled out in a chair and snoring like a good fellow. Bob finally reached the entry below, and seeing a door ahead of him he tried it, only to find it lock e d and the k 2 y missing. Peering tbrough the keyhole, he saw it communicated with the outside of the building. Too bad! I can't get out this way, that's clear," he muttered. Another door to his right opened to his touch, and he into the main entry leading to the front door. "I hope I have better luck this way," he said, tiptoeing to the door. "By the great hornspoon The key is in the door!" he cried in de1ight. "I shall be out of this in about three shakes of a la:mb's tail." He mt on the c arpetless floor and pulled on his shoes. There was a door to the right also one to the left of him. He experienced a c uriosity to look into them. It is funny how trifles will turn the scale for or against one in this world. Both rooms were entirely bare, and one had a great gap ing hole in the floor. Bob lost several minutes by lo'king into them. Those minutes proved of much advantage to him. At last his hand was on the front door, and he was in I the very act of turning the key in the lock when, with startling distinctness, a series of loud knocks came on the door within an inch or two of his no se. Bob started back in a state of consternation. CHAPTER XIV. MR. SMITHERS IS OUTWITTED. "Jumping jewilikins !" he exclaimea under his breath. "This is tough! Just as I was on the point of getting away! I hope it isn't Mr. Smithers, but I'm afraid it Talk about hard luck!" Thump, thump, thump, thump! The knocking was repeated more insistently than before, as if the visitor was getting impatient, and the noise 1'.'e sounded through the almost empty house with great dis tinctness. "Gee! That's racket enough to awaken the dead!" mut Bob, as he hastily sought the shelter of one of the empty rooms. "As Mr. Grubb isn't dead, nor deaf, either, it should etch him here in short order." Mr. Grubb, however, seemed to be taking his time on this occas ion. The truth of the matter was that he was in a stupid sleep in the kitchen. Thump, thump, thump, boom The last was a vicious kick administered to the lower panel of the front door by the man outsfde. This must have aroused Mr. Grubb, for Bob presently heard him shuffling along the entry at a slow pace. Thump, thump, boom! Thump, thump, boom! Bob could not repress a grin, in spite of the seriousness of his position. Mr. Grubb rea ched the front door at. last and fumbled with the lock. "What the thunder is the matter with yon, Grubb?" thundered Mr. Smithers when he stepped into the house. "You've been drinking, have you? Come along, you apol ogy for a man, till I put your head under the pump and sober you 11p. What clo you think I hired you for, eh?" Bob could hear the big man drag his accomplice back into the kitchen. '"!'his is where I sneak," said Bob, opening the door of the room where he had been hiding and gliding toward the street iloor. A fresh surprise awaited him. This time the key w .as gone. "What am I going to do now?" almo s t groaned the brav e boy, acute was his disappointment.


HAHD TO BEAT. That was the was he going to do? His escape from the room would soon be discovered, and there being no evidence that he had left the house, Mr. Smithers would certainly ran sack the place from roof to ground floor in an effort to get hold of him again. And Bob was no match for the big western man, phy sically speaking. "I'll try the windows in this room," hazarded the boy, retreating to the empty room he had just left. He did, but they were all securely nailed. He slipped across the hall and tried those in the other room. The result was the same. All were np. Then Bob's eye fell on the hole in the floor, and clown he went on his hands and knees and began peering into the black void below. "Blest if I can see a thing, not even the depth of the pl::ice. Maybe it's half full of water. It smells damp." Bob recollected that he had some matches in a pocket safe. He struck one, and by the light of it saw that he was looking into a kind of cellar, with a stone flooring covered with an inch or two of stagnant water. "I'm going down, though it looks as though I was jumping from the frying-pan into the flre." The distance was only about eight feet, and when he landed he struck another match. Following the foundation of the building. he found it was lrnilt on cemented rock, with apparentl:v not an open ing of any kind. "All the good I've done by coming clown h e re was to put myself in a trap," he said, in a deje cted tone. "Hello, what's this?" He stumbled over an obstruction. Striking another match, Bob saw it was a skiff a pair of oars. It did not look as if it had been used in months. "How did this get in here?" mused the boy. "Not by that hole in the floor, I'll bet. Then there must be a door way opening out on the stream I saw under the window of the room above." Yes, there was a smnll square opening in the stone wall, and it was closed by wooden flaps, like cellar doors generally are, and secured by a hasp held in place by a big nail at tached to a ring. Bob drew out the nail and pu s hed open the flaps. The hinges were rusty and worked grudgingly, but they yielded to the boy's efforts. A road to freedom had been reached at last, but it was a wet road. The creek flowed right alongside the house within a few inche s of the bottom of the opening ma.king it a simple matt e r for a pair of s tout arms to launch the skiff. "Ivrr. Smither s is bound to discover me the moment I get out on that stream. Unless he's got another boat I'll have the advantage of him, however. This creek runs into a narrow stream further on. I don't know where it leads to, and I don't care much, if it will only get me out of this scrape." With that he began pushing the boat through the open.J ing as well as h e could considering the state of his thumbs, which were still in bad shape. "I shan't be abl e to do any very hard rowing, that's sure. I can't grip the oars, except with my fingers." At that moment h e heard a nois e above. It was the solid stamp of Mr. Smithers number nines. And they seemed to be bent on b u siness, too. "I'll bet he's found out I'm missing and i s making things hum," grinned Bob, working all the harder to get the boat throu g h the opening. It c ertainly 1rould not do for l\fr. Smithers t o come upon him before he had accompfohetl his task. In his excitement Bob forgot all about hie sore Gradually the boat slipped out toward the creek. It was dipping in the water when the boy heard the voice of Mr. Smithers roar out behind him: "So that's where you are, yon infernal litttle monkey!" Bob turned his head to see the ponderous legs and body of the western miln coming down through the opening in the floor, thirty feet away. With de sperate shove the boy succeeded in launching the skiff into the creek as the man came splashing toward him along the sto ne flooring. "Now I've got you, and you won't have another chance to play me such a trick again." But Mr. Smi thers was mistaken. As he stret c hed out his arm to grasp the boy Bob eluded him, through the opening into the boat, and pushed off out of his enemy's reach. "Come back here, confoun d you!" blustered the red-faced man, thrusting his head and shoulders out through the opening and glaring ilfter the boy. "Come back, do yon hear?" "Not on y our life Mr. Smithers," he replied, with a sense of exhilaration at his escape. "Come back, or I'll shoot you fnll. of holes!" and Mr. Smither s reached for the six -shooter, which he was accus tomed to carry in his hip-pocket, notwithstanding the Penal Code of the State of New York forbade him doing so. But the westerner had little respect for the laws of any section of the c ountry when they operated against hi s own convenience. Bob was not a little startled at this new aspect of af. fairs, which he had not anticipat e d But he was not g oing back, just the same. He might better take the chance of being hit by a bullet than the certainty of what lie knew awaited him if Mr. Smithers got his hands on him again. Grasping the oars with as firm a grip as he could, h e pulled for all he was worth, and the skiff being light, it shot forward at a good clip, and had gone more than fifty feet down the creek before the wes t e rn man got hi s gun pointed at him. There was a fl.ash and a crack, and a ball clipped a chip out of one of the oars.


24 HARD 'rO BEA'!.'. A second, third and fourth report followed, but none of the balls came nearer, for Bob was rapidly widening his distance. Mr. Smithers recognized the fruitlessness of any further target practice and put lJp his revolver, but if there had been any fish in the creek they would have been astonished at the language he hurled after the escaping boy. If the western man had any other plans looking toward the recapture of his late prisoner, he did not immediately put them into practice, and so Bob was permitted to con tinue on down the stream unmolested. CHAPTER XV. HOME AGAIN. About a mile below the old house on the meadows Bob saw a cc:iuntryfied-looking boy, with his trousers tucked up to his knees, wading along the edge of the stream. "Hello said Bob, hailing him. The boy stopped and stared at him. "Say, what part of the country am I in?" asked the Wall Street messenger, anxious to locate himself. The boy looked astonished. "Why, don't you Ifnow ?" he said. "No, or I wouldn't have asked you," replied Bob. The boy seemed to think his questioner was kidding him, for he did not make any reply, but began kicking the water about with his feet. "Arent you going to tell me?" in a tone so earnest that the bareheaded boy finally blurted out: "Why, you.re in Jersey, of course." "Whereabouts in New Jersey?" "Hackensack meadows." "Oh," said Bob. "vYell, I want to get back to New York by the shortest way. How will I manage it?" "'Wltat, in that boat?" grinned the lad. "No, I don't care anything about the boat. You can have it if you want it, if you will come along and pilot met

HARD TO BEAT. 25 I say, you never told me anything about your buying Red D o g stoC:k." "It's a good rule in Wall Street not to tell all you know, even to your friends." "\Vell, I think you might have told me," said Phil, in an aggrieved voice. "The day I saw you at Duncan's was when I made the first purchase of the stock Mr. Duncan had five thousand shares he was anxious to get off his hands, and I accom modated him." "Five thousand shares !" gasped Phil. "What did you pay for it?" "You'll have to excuse me refusing to answer that ques tion for the present, Phil. I didn't pay a great deal, for the s tock is not in the market, and hasn't been for two years. There is a prospect, however, that it will be li sted again in the near future on the western exchanges. That is what I am banking on." "How many shares have you got altogether?" asked Phil, inquisitively. I own twenty thousand and control ten thousand more." "You are a full-fledged speculator, aren't you?" a bit enviously. "Oh, no; I'm only very sma ll potatoes in that line." "You're making out pretty well at it, all the same." "I'm not kicking. The money I made in Consolidated Gas I put into five hundred shares of C. H. & D. at 52. It closed yesterday at 53 and a fraction." "Suffering beeswax I s'pose it won't be lon g before you'll leave Scrooge & Sharpley and set up for said Phil, lost in wonder at his friend's uniform success in the stock market. "Oh, I'm in no hurry. So far my judgment has been pretty correct; but you can never tell when you may slip up. After I get a few thousand dollars togeth er I might happen to run against a snag that would land me high and dry on the Wall Stre et shoals, where the bones of thousands of lambs are bleaching already." "That's no dr eam," agreed Phil, with a sage nod of his head. "You'll stay to dinner, won't you, Phil?" said Bob, as his sister Nellie began to set the table. "I had my dinner hours "Well, have a cup of tea, anyway. I want you to go down to police headquarters with me. I'm going to put the police on to Mr. Smithers." "They'll probably turn the matter over to the New Jersey authorities." "I don't care what they do if they keep Mr. Smithers from interfering with me in the future. I tell you, he' s a hard nut to have anything to do with. In my imagi nation I shall feel that cord around my neck for the next month. As for my thumbs, they pain me as bad as a case of the toothache." It was after dark when the two boys reached Mulberry street and introduced themselves to the official in charge. Bob told his story of the abduction and his subsequent adventures in the old house on the Hackensack meadows. He produced Mr. Smithers' Broadway address, though he had doubts about that individual ever showing up there again On being questioned Bob had to admit that the whole trouble rose out of his refusal to sell Mr. Smithers several thousand shares of western mining stock. Of course an enterprising reporter from the police news bureau across the street got hold of the affair, called on Bob that evening for more fa cts, and the next morning' s edition of his paper had a sensational story, in which the Wall Street boy figured in regulation yellow journal fashion. CHAPTER XVI. RED DOG BOBS UP SERENELY. "My gracious, Bob Brooks!" exclaimed Kitty Barnes, when she entered the office at a few minutes after nine Monday morning and found the messenger boy already at his post, "what haven't you been doing since Saturday! Why, the morning paper has a big account of a most re markable adventure, of which you were the hero. Am I to believe all I see printed about you here?" and she held up the newspaper. "It's a pretty correct account in the main," admitted the boy, with his usual grin. "And your poor hands!" cried the girl sympathetically, as she gently took hold of the bandaged members. ."They feel as awkward as a couple of lobster claws," said Bob. "And it was all because you wouldn't sell that horrid man that mining stock of yours. Do you think the police will catch him?" "Ask me something easier, Kitty." Just then Mr. Sharpley came in. "Well, Bob, that Red Dog mining stock seems to be giving you quite a run. After reading the newspaper ac count of your adventures of yesterday I'm beginning to believe there's more in Red Dog than meets the eye. Mr. Scrooge told me you refused eight cents a share for it in his presence." "That's right." "The same stock, too, that I sold you the day before for a cent a share! Mr. Scrooge says you picked up a letter on the street which proved to contain a certain pointer on the stock-something about fresh development s in the mine, etc." "That is quite true, Mr. Sharpley." "I believe you also bought some of the stock from Dun can & Company?" "Yes, sir, five thousand shares. Besides which I got hold of another block of ten thousand from the widow of the man who bought twenty thousand shares-I am hold ing the other ten thousand in her interest." Mr. Sharpley whistled softly. "You're branching out as a little speculator. I guess


HARD TO BEAT. ======================================================-:==================== you' re the shre\rdest boy in Wall Street, bar none. If any thing comes of this Red Dog matter you'll be the talk of the Street." "Well, sir, 'm not going to allow it to interfere with _\'Our business while I'm your messenger." 11 You don't have to tell me that, Bob. Mr. Scrooge and rnysPlf have perfect confidence in you." "Thank yon, sir," sa.id Bob, feeling verv much gratified at thi s exprcss:on on the part of the junior partner, who turned on his hcrl and entrr d the private room. A dozen brokers who knew Bob spoke to him on the street that morning about the newspaper account of l1is late adYenturc \s the narne of the stock involved had not appeared in print, most oJ the Wall Street men, with an eye to busine:::s wanted to find out about it, but the boy was non commital in his an swers. At least two rlozen brokers s poke to Mr. Sharpley when he appeared at the Exchange, and eYcr.i' one of them tried to find out the name of the stock mentioned, but Mr. Sharp ley was not telling all Jrn knew to his business rivals. Reporters for other pap e rs waited on Bob at the office to try !incl dig up a few additiomil pa.rticulars. The afternoon edition of the newspaper which had pub lished the morning account reproduced a photograph of the house on the Hacken s ack meadows to which were added drawings in outline of four incid e nts of the affair. Altogether the matter crf!ated quite a. little stir on Wall Street, to which the lack of the name of the s tock at the bottom of the outrage added a spice of mystery. Bob did not fail to keep track of C. H & D. ihat day, notwithstanding the many oth e r things which occupied his attention. Quite a batch of the stock changed hands around 54. In Bob's opinion, it was doing very well for the pre s ent, and he was satisfied. The boy 'ratched the paper s during the week for news about Mr. Smithers and his elderly accomplice, but they had mana g ed to elude capture. l nder the influence of st e ady purchases, quietly engi neered by thf' brok e rs employed by the combination, C. H. & D. sto c k gradually advanced in price to 57 before Satur day 'l'his repre s ented a gain of $2,500 for Bob. The Sunday papers came 011t with the report that C. H. & D. had gobbled up the J_,ake Shore Steamship Line, run ning between Chicago and Buffalo. Several big brokers not interested in the clique wired Chicago for a confirmation of the deal, and the replies they s ererally received led to active results about the C. H. & D. corner on the floor of the Exchange Monday morning. Heavy purchases of the stock were made, and as the price continued to ascend more brokers and some of the outside public got interested in the s tock, and lively times were in sight with C. H. & D. at 63 when the Exchange dosed for the day. "T think you are getting your share of Wall Street luck, Bob," s aid Phil, a s the two bo:vs s trolled up Broadway to gethei that afternoon after their offices had closed. "C. H. & D your latest inYcstmcnt, has now got all the brok ers by the cars. How the dickens did you come to pick it out?" "That's one of the secrets of the business," grinned Bob. "Maybe you got a tip," suggested Phil, inquis i tively "Maybe I did, there are such an awful lot of them flying around loose." "Rats l Why don't you say you don't want to tell and be done with it?" "Don"t get mad over it, Phil. We're friends, you know, and I hope ire 1rill al ways rcma in so; but in matters of business, especially such a risky business as the stock market, I must be allowed to remain mum if I prefer, from motives of prudence, to do so." "All right, Bob," said Phil, getting bravely over his pique "Let it go at that." "As you haYen't said a word a.bout Red Dog for a week," said Bob, I'll let you read this clipping from the Denver Mi11ing Gazette, which Mr. Sharpley handed me this morn ing. You will see that the mine is now without doubt coming to the front. That'll set a lot of sapheads who parted with the stock for a mere song to thinking I'll bet yom boss is a whole lot sorry he sold me that five thou sand block. If he isn't he will be before many moons." The clipping rnn as follows: "RED DOG.-Conditions at the Red Dog mine con tinue to improve, and an application has been made by the management to both the Denver and San Francisco ex changes to ha,c the stock relisted, and no reasonable ob jection can be offered to this request. It has been rumoro

HARD TO BEA'l'. "'rhanks for nothing. Unless Duncan sees me a few plunks better this year I won't be able to make good all the shoe leather I've worn out in bis service." "Better than wearing it out hunting a job." By this time they had arrived at City Hall Park, so each invested in an evening paper, des cended the stairs of one of the subway entrances, and took a Benox Avenue express for home. CHAPTER XVII. THE RED DOG MINE PROVES TO BE A NEW M;ONTB CHRISTO. There was great excitement in and around the Stock Exchange next morning over C. H. & D. Everybody was talking about it. The paragraphs in the newspapers relating to it sent a army of venturesome lambs down to try their luck in slippery Wall Street. An upward tendency was given to the whole list by the rise of C. H. & D., and the bulls were radiant. And every point that the stock soared meant an addition of five hundred dollars to Bob Brooks. When he went to lunch h e was three thousand dollars better off, on paper, than when he came to work that morning. Many brokers had sold the stock heavily for fotnre de livery, and had been called by the purchasers. They could not get enough to fill their contracts, hence the brisk demand sent it up in bounds that afternoon. Many boys would have lost their heads over such a rapid advance in wealth as Bob was experiencing that day. But as the ticker in the office recorded the continuous rise Rob remained as cool as though he had no interest in the matter whatever. The last quotation at three o'clock showed 0. H. & D. had touched 76. "That puts me twelve thousand dollars ahead," he said with a thrill of delight, as he allowed the tape to slip from his fingers. "That's a lot of money to make in a few days. I think it's time I was getting out with my winnings. No one can tell when the end of this deal will be reached. T'he clique may already be quietly unloading their holdings, and then, with no big interests to sustain this inflated price, somebody will get hurt through their pocketbook, and I don't care to be one of the unfortunates. Phil would certainly give me the laugh." The next day C. H. & D. went up to 82, and Bob ordered his stock sold. Not counting commissions, he was a clear winner of fif teen thousand dollars on the deal. That afternoon he, Phil and Kitty Barnes celebrated the event at an ice cream parlor on Broadway, while the larger operators held high-jinks in a different way uptown. It was merely a matter of taste-and money. "Well, Bob," said Kitty next day, when he s howed her his check from Treadwell & Company or $17,500, "what are you going to do with it this time?" "Put it to work again." I told mother last night I was afraid you had the fever," replied the girl, in a strong tone of di sapproval. "You are presuming on your good luck. Money that comes to Wall Street always seems to s tay here in the long run. You huve s uch a little ne s t egg for the future I s hould think you'd prefer to hold on to what you have got. A bird in the hand is worth several in the bush." "I didn't say I was going to put it to work in the Street, did I?" sa id Bob. "Then you really don't mean to spec ulate any more?" exclaimed Kitty, her face lightin g up with pleasure. "I didn't say that, either. But as I can't say when I may get hold of another good thing in the market I'm going to invest fifteen thousand in real estate uptown. I will do it through my mother." "Now, I think that's senRible. Really, I have some hopes for you, after all." "Have you? You do me proud, Miss Barnes," and Bob hewed ironically "Now don t be ridiculous," said the girl, shaking her i nclex finger at him. "Have you anything in view? A house, perhaps-it's s o much better than living in a flat." "You've hit it exactly, Kitty. I've heard of a fine place in the Bronx which can be bought cheap. It's an old fam ily mansion that's to be soi'd to settle an estate. It's worth all of thirty-five thous and doilars, but I can buy it for twenty-six thousand. There are s plendid grounds about it, which are now run to seed, but would greatly enhance the v11 l ue of the property if put in good shape." "But you haven't got twenty-six thousand dollars," said Kitty. "Oh, I can easily get a nine thousand dollar mortgage, in fact, twice that amount if I wanted it, on the property." "Well, I'm glad to know your money is going in the right direction at last." "Yes," grinned Bob, "we Wall Street men need a good home." "We Wall Street men!" mimicked Kitty with a laugh. "Sure. I expect to get married one of these days, you know, and as I might have a large family I want a good s ized place. I s'pose you expect to get married, too, don't you?" "I'm not thinking about such a thing." "Now, I thought you girls thought about little else," snickered the boy: "Why, the idea!" "Well, Kitty, if no one wants you I might take pity on you myself. There's nothing mean about me." "Don't you be so sure I'd have you if you asked me said the girl, with a slight flush. "Oh, you might do worse. I'm going to be a millionaire at twenty; then all the girls will be angling for me. Better get in on the ground floor while you have the chance." "If you was to raffle yoursel off, I might perhaps buy a chance," laughed the girl, as she turned to her work.


28 HARD TO B E AT. I hear you've b e e n mon k e y i n g wit h the m a rk e t young 'awa y m o r e impr e ssed than eve r with the business capacity m an / s aid Mr. Sharpley t o Bob late r in t he d ay. 1 of Sc rooge & Sharpleis me s seng e r. "Yes, sir/ a n s w e r e d t h e boy, rather uncertain how his 1 Bob invited Mrs. Di c ken s t o s p e nd Christmas Day with bos s w o uld take t b e matter, now that he had an inkling l them at the Bronx home, and Kitty and her mother also of th e f ac t. "I b o u ght some C H. & D. s tock from Treadcam e to dinner. well & Compan y on a t en per c e nt. m a r g in." Bob' s sisters had taken a great fan c y to Miss Barnes, and "0. H. & D ., eh? Wha t did you p a y for i t ?" between the mselves May and Nellie canvassed the proba" Fif ty-t wo, sir." bility of Kitty becoming a member of the family. Mr. Sha r p l e y looked a t him pretty hard. I Occasionally the y twitted Bop about the matter, but he "How came you t o g o into that b e fore the rise? An-alway s turned the subject down. othe r lu c k y accid ent, eh?" I On the fir s t of the year the railroad was completed to I hear d a m a n say h e e xpec t e d it would go up s oon," Goldfi e ld, and during the fir s t w eek in January shipments sai d B o b with a n innocent expr e s s ion. of ore began to be made by the Red Dog mine. "It seem s to m e you are getting all the tips that are This naturally had a favorable effect on the stock, and i n s i ght. I was told you s old out y e s terday, s o you must cons i derable of it changed hands on the San Francisco and have d o n e w ell. I advise you not t o t ake to s tock gambling, D e nver ,.exchanges at an average price of forty-five cents. Bob. You mu stn't e xpect t o have lu c k a lways run in your Still Bob held on to his holding s fa.rnr. P u t your w i n nin gs in th e bank a nd l e t them s t a y Through S c rooge & Sharpl ey, who w e re now acting as the r e hi s br o k e r s for the stock, he kept hims elf well informed "Th ank you, sir. I w o n t forget y our advic e." about Goldfield matte r s "That's ri ght. H er e i s another articl e a b out your R e d The s tock continu e d to advance steadily as the mine Dog mine. It has been li s ted o n t h e west ern excha n g e s d e m o n strate d its richn e s s and in the latte r part of Ma. rch again and i s q u o ted a t fifteen cents Any time you want it passe d the dollar mark. to di s pose of your hold i ngs i n that lin e I w ill g et you a The n a new lode was opened up, with results similar to c u s tomer. How m uch have you g ot of itr" the famous Jumbo mine, and the s tock boomed in a week Thi rty t h o usand s ha r es, ten thousand of w hi c h b e l o n g to $2.60 a s har e to M r s Dickens, a fr iend of m i ne." '-I A ct i n g on Mr. Scroog e's advice, Bob s old out at that Mr S h ar pl e y nodd e d a nd t urned to hi s desk. : fig u re, receiving in the ag g re gate thou s and On Saturday afternoon Bob a n d h is m oth e r v i sited the d ollars, and he turned ove r twentys ix thousand to Mrs. prop e r ty i n the Bronx a n d looke d i t o v e r. a s her share of the trans acti o n, l e aving him fifty-Bob ha d seen it befor e a nd w a s sati sfied. t w o thou s and a s the net re sult of a n investment of only M rs. Brook s m ade a deposit of $2,600 and took the title $125. d e e d s t o hav e them passed u p o n b y a l a w yer. Bob c ontinued to work for Scrooge & Sharpley until he Sh e e mplo yed M r. S c rooge's l awyer, w h o wen t b e fore a w as twenty-one, when he w ent into busine s s for him s elf, : jud g e a nd had h e r appoin te d as t ru s t e e for h e r s on with -at which tim e Scrooge & Sharpley lost their s tenographer. r e f e r e nce to the property In t h i r ty days it came into h e r She enter e d into a life partner s hip with Robert Brooks, c ontrol, a nd the fa mil y moved a t onc e from t h e fla t in West n o w the s mart e st of a ll the y oun g brok e rs of Wall Street O n e Hundred a nd Se v enteenth s t r eet_ an d a t e their Thanks g ivin g dinn e r i n their new h ome Mrs B arnes and Miss Kitty, who w er e d e li ghte d with the place, w e re speciall y invit e d gues ts. B e fore Chri s tm a s Bob h a d sev e r a l offe r s t o di spos e of a larg e p art of hi s Red Dog s to c k a t a price ranging from twenty to thirty c ents a s hare, but h e r e fused to s ell. Dun c an a d mitte d t o M r. Sharpl e y tha t he felt s ore at THE END. R e ad "BUILDING A RAILROAD; OR THE YOUNG CONTRACTOR OF LAKEVIEW," which havin g pract i c all y given a way hi s blo ck of five thousand will be the next number ( 6) of "Fame and Fortune s h a re s of that s tock to Bob. "That boy i s a b out a s cl e v e r a p ropos iti o n as I ever met," he r e mark ed. "He is likely to be one of the shre wdest mos t s ucc e s s ful operator s in W all Street before many years go by." Weekly." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly "He's all to the good Duncan," replied Mr. Sharpley. "We will be s orry to los e him whe n he feel s like branching are always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any out for him s elf. Why, he made e nough out of the c. H. newsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps by & D. boom awhile a g o to bu y a sple ndid piece of property mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION in the Bronx NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies "You don't mean it!" e xclaimed M r. Duncan, who went you order by return mail.


FRANK M 'ANLEY'S WEEKLY Good Stories of Young Athletes (Formerly "THE YOUNG ATHLETE'S BY "PHYSICAL DIRECTOR" A J2=PAGE BOOK FOR 5 CENTS Issued Every Friday Handsome Colored Covers These Intensely Interesting stories describe the adventures of Frank Manley, a plucky young athlete, who tries to ex cel In all kinds of games and pastimes. Each number contains a story of manly sports, replete with lively Incidents, dramatic situations and a sparkle of humor. Every popular game will be featured in the succ ee ding stories, such as base ball, skating, wrestling, etc. Not only are these stories the very best, but they teach you how to become strong and healthy. You can learn to become a trained athlete by reading the valuable information on physical culture they contain. From time to time the wonderful Japanese methods of self-protection, called Jiu-Jitsu, will be explained. A page ls devot ed to advice on healthy exercises, and questions on athletic subjects are cheerfully answered by the author "PHYS I CAL DIRECTOR." .JC .,-i .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC .JC JC JC JC .JC .JC No 1 Frank Manley's Real Fight; or, What the Push-ball No. 5 Frank Manley's Great Line-Up; or, the Woodstock Game Brought About. I Eleven on' the Jump. No. 2 Frank Manley's Lightning Track; or, Speed's Part in a No. 6 Frank Manley's Prize Tackle; or, The Football Tac-Great Crisis. tics that Won. No. 3 Frank Manley's Amazing Vault; or, Pole and Brains No. 7 Frank Manley's Mad Scrimmage; or, The Trick that: In Deadly Earnest. Dazed Bradford. No. 4 Frank Manley's Gridiron Grill; or, the Try-Out for Foot-No. 8 Frank Manley's Lion-Hearted Rush; or, Staking Life ball Grit. on the Outcome For sale by all newsdealers, or will be sent to any address on receipt of price, 5 cents per copy, in money or postage stamps, by FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York. The Young Athlete's By "PHYSICAL DIRECTOR" ll BE HEALTBYI BE STBONGI LATEST ISSUES! 8 Frank Manley's Human Ladder; or, The Quickest Climb on Record. 9 Frank Manley' s Protege; or, Jack Winston, Great Little Athlete. 10 Frank Manley' s Oil'. Day; or, The Greatest Strain lo His Career. 11 Frank Manley on Deck; or, At Work at Indoor Baseball. Frank Manley At the Bat; or, "The Up -and-at-'em Boys" on the Diamond. 13 Frank Manley' s Hard Home Hit; or; The Play That Surprised the Bradfords. 14 Frank Manley In the Box; or, The Curve That Rattled Bradford. 16 Frank Manley's Scratch Hit; or, 'The Luck of "The Up-and-at-' em Boys." 22 Frank Manley's Coaching; or, The Great Game that "Jacket1" Pitched. 23 Frank Manley' s First League Game ; or, The Fourth of July Battle With Bradford. 24 Frank Manley' s Match with Giants; or, The Great Game With the Alton "Grown-Ups." 25 Frank Manley' s Training Camp; or, Getting In Trim !or the Great est Ball Game. 26 Frank Manley's Substitute Nine ; or, A Game of Pure Grit. 27 Frank Manley"s Longest Swim ; or, Battling with Bradford In ttle Water. 28 Bunch of Hits ; or, Breakin&' the Season's BattlDI 29 Frank Manley's Double Game; or, The Wonderful Four-Team Match. 16 Frank Manley's Double Play; or, The Game That Brought Fortune. 17 Frank Manley' s All-around Game; or, Playing All the Nine Posi tions. 18 Frank Manley' s Eight-Oared Crew; or, Tod Owen' s Decoration Day 30 Frank Manley's Summer Meet; or, "Trying Out" the Bradfords. Regatta. 31 Frank M1>nley at His Wits End; or, Playing Against a Bribed Um19 Frank Manley' s Earned Run; or, The Sprint That Won a Cup. p ire. 20 Frank .Manley s Triple Play; or, The Only Hope of the Nine. 32 Frank .Manley s Last Ball Game; or, The Season's Ei:cltlni Qood21 Frank Manley's Training Table or, Whipping the Nine into Shape. Bye to the Diamond. For sale by all newsdealers, or will be sent to any address on receipt of price, 5 cents per copy, in money or postage stamps, by FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, 1'1ew York. IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our Libraries and cannot procure th em from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this oftlce direct. Cut out and 1111 In the following Order Blank and send it to us with the price of the books want and we will send them to you by return mail. POS'.rAGE STAMt:S 'l'AKEN 'HE SAME AS MONEY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . .. . .. .. . . . .. .. . 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Everything I COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA! Tell You Ea<:h boo k co nsists of sixty-four pages, printed on good pape r in clear type and neatly be>und in an attractive, illustrated cover. Most of tl.e books a r e also profusely illustrate d, and ail of the subjects treated upon are cxplained in such a simple manner that any chik! can ti.Jornug hly und efstand them. Look over the as classified and see if you want to know anything about the subjecliil mentiou;;d. 'l'HESFJ BOOKS ARE FOR SALE BY ALL NEWSDEALERS OR WILL BE SENT BY MAIL TO ANY ADDRESS FROM Tlllf.\ O l l 'iCE ON RECEIPT OF PRICE, 'l'EN CENl'S EACH, OR ANY THREE BOOKS l<"OR 'WEN1'Y-FIVE CENTS. POSTAGE S'l'AMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N.Y. MESMERISM. No. 81. HOW TO i\lESi\IERIZE.-Containing the most approved methods or mesmerism ; a l so how to cure all kinds of diseases by animal mag n e tism, or, magnetic healing. By Prof. Leo Hugo A. U S., auth o r of "How to Hypnotize,'' etc. PALMISTRY. No. 82. IIOW 'I'O DO PALMISTitY.-Containing the most approve d methods of r ead ing the lin es on the hand, together with a full ex planation of lhei r me a nin g A l so explaining phrenology, and the k ey for tPl!ing character hy the bumps on the h ea d. By L eo Hugo Koch, A U. S. l 'ully illustrated. HYPNOTISM. No. SS. JJOW TO IIYl'NOTIZlD.-Uontaining valua ble and in stru<:>tive i nfo rmation r egardin g th e scien c e of hypnotism. Also exp !ain in,-; the mo s t appr ove d methods which are employ e d by the lc adin:; hypnotists of the wor ld. By Leo Hugo Koch, .SPORTING. No. 21. HOW 'L'O HTJN1' AND IJ'ISH.-The most complete hunting an d fhhing guid e ever pnblished. It contains full in structions about gvns, hunting dog s, traps, trapping and fishing, togerber with des c ripti ons of game irnd fish. No. 26. HOW TO HOW, SAIL AND BUILD A BOAT.-Fully illns tmted. Ev2 ry boy s hould know how to row and sail a boat. l<' ull instructions are given in this little hoo k together with instructions on swimming and riding, <'Ompanion sports to boating. No. 47. HOW TO BREAK, RIDE AND DRIVE A IIORSElA e1>mplete treatise on the horse the most useful horses for busin es s, the best horses for the road ; also valuable recipes for diseases pecc1 liar to th e horse. No. 48. HOW 'l'O BUILD AND RAIL CANOES.-A bandy book for boys, containing full for constructing canoes and the most popular manne r of sailing them. Fully illustrated. By C. Stansfie ld Hicks. FORTUNE TELLING. No. 1. NAPOLEON'S ORACULUJ\f AND DREAM BOOK. Containing the great orac le of human destiny; also the true meaning of almost any kind of dreams, tog ethe r with charms, ceremonies and curious games of cards. A comp lete boQk. N<>. 23. HOW TO EXPLAIN -DREAMS -Eve r y body dreams, from the little child to the aged man and woman. This little boo k gives the explanation to all kinds of dreams, togethe r with lu cky and unlucky days, and "Napoleon's Oraculum," the book of fate No. 28. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES.-Everyone is de si rou s of know ing what his future life will bring forth, whethe r happiness or mi se ry, wealth or pov erty. You can te ll by a glance at this little book. Buy one and be convinced. Tell you r own fortune. Tell the fortune of your friends. No. 76. HOW TO '.fELL FORTUNES BY THE HAND.Containing rules for t e lling fortune s by the aid of Jin es of the hand, or the secret of palmistry. Also the secret of telling future events by aid of mol es, marks, scars, etc. Illustrated. By A. Anderson. ATHLETIC. No. 6. HOW 1'0 BECOME AN A 'l'HLETE.-Giving full i nstruction for the u se of dumb bells, Indian c lubs, paralle l bars, horizontal bars and various othe r methods of dev e loping a good, healthy muscle; containin g over s i xty illustrations. Every boy <'an bec ome strong and healthy by following the instructions contain ed in t hi s little book. No. 10 HOW TO art of self-defense made easy. Cor:taining ove r thirty illustrations of guards, b l ows, and thP ditf e rent positions of a good box e r. Eve r y boy s hould obtain one of thes e useful and instructive books, as it will teach you how to box wi thout an instructor. No. 25. HOW TO BECO:\IE A GYMNAST.-Containing full instructions fo r all kind s of gymnastic sports and athletic exercises. .Embracing thil'ty-five illu strations. By Professo r w. Macdonald. A handy and useful boo k No. 34. HOW ro FENCE.-Containing full instruction for fe11dng and the use of the broadsword; a l so instruction in archery. Dasc ri bed wi t h tw enty-on e praC'ti<'al illu strations, giving the best positions in fen c ing. A comp lete book. TRICKS WITH CARDS. No. 51. HOW TO DO 'rRICKS WITH CARDS.-Containing explanations of the g eneral princ ipl es of sleight-of-hand applicable to card tricks ; of card tricks with ordinary <'ards, and not r equiring sleight-of-hand; of tricks involving sleight of-hand, or the use of speaially prepared cards. By Professor Haffner. Jllustrat.Pd. N?. 72. HOW TO DO SIXTY TRICKS WITH bracmg all of the latest and mo s t dec eptive card tricks, with il lustrations. By A. Anderson. No. 77 HOW 'l'O DO l <'OR'rY TRICKS WITH CARDS. deceptive Card '!'ricks as performed by leading conjurors and mag1c1ans. Arrange d for h o me amusement. Fully illustrated. MAGIC. No. 2. HOW TO DO great book of magic and card tricks, containing full instruc tion on all the l eading card tricks of the d a y, a l so most popular magic>al illusions as performed by oui: leadmg magicians ; ever,v boy shou ld obtain a copy of t'his book, as 1 t will both amuse and instruct. No .. ::!2. HOW TO DO SECOND SIGHT.-Heller's second sight explam e d by_ his former assistant, Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how the secret dialogu es w ere carried on betwe e n the magician and the boy on t he stage; ll.lso givtng all the codes and signals. The only authentic explanation of seconcl AighL 1 No. 43. HOW TO A MAGICIAN.-Containing the grandes t o f m ag i ca l illusions ever placed before the public. Also tric k s with cards. incantations, etc. No. 68. HOW 1'0 DO CHEMICAL 'l'ltICKS.--OontJaining over one hundred highly amusing and instructive tricks with chemicals. By A Ande r son Handsomely illustrated. No. 69. HOW TO DO SLEIGH'f OF HAND.-Containing over of the lates t and best tricks used by magi c ians. Also oontainmg the secret o f s econd sight. l!'nlly illustrated. By A. Anderson. 70. HOW '.1'0 MAGIC 'l'OYS.-Containing full directions for makmg. Magic Toys and d$vi ces of many kinds. By A. Ande rson. Fully 11lust.nted. No. 73. HOW TO DO 'l'IUCKS WITH NUMBERS.-Showing many curious tricks with figures and the magic of numbers. By A. Anderson. l<'ully illui;;trat e d. No. 7 5. HOW TO BECOME A CONJUROR .._ Containing tr\cks Domin?s, Dice, Cups and Balls, Hats, etc. Embracing th1rty-s1x 11lustrat10ns. By A Anderson. No. 78. HOW TO DO THE BLAOK ART.-Containing a complete description of the mysteries of Magic and Sleight of Hand together with many wonderful experiments. By A. Anderson'. Illustrated. MECHANICAL. No. 29. HOW TO BECOME AN INVENTOR.-Every boy should know how inventions originated. This book explains them all, in electricity, hydraulics, magnetism, optics, pneuma ti cs, mechamcs, etc. The mo s t instructive book published. No. 56. HOW TO BECOME AN ENGINEER.-Containing full instruction s how to proceed in order to become a l ocomotive en gineer; also directions for building a model l ocomotive; together wi t h a full description of eve rything an engineer shouldi know. No. 57. HOW TO MAKE MUSICAL INS'l'RUMENTS.-Full dire ctions how to make a Banjo, Violin, Zither, .2Eolian Hari>, Xylo phone and other musical instruments; together with a brief de scripti1Jn of nearly every musical instrument used in ancient or modern times. Profu1oely illustrated. By Algernon S Fitzgerald, for twf'nty years bandmaster of the Royal Bengal Marines. No. 5!l. HOW 'l'O J\fAKE A MAGIC LANTERN.-Containing a des<'ripl i1Jn of the lantern together with its history and invention. Also full d i rl'dions for Its and for painting slides Handsomely illustrafP

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HOW TO KEEP illu strated and containing full instruction s for the rnanagem e n \ and trainin g of the canary. mockingbird, bobolink. blackl>ird paroquet. parrot, E!tc. No. :39_ HOW TO RAISE DOGS, POrT,TRY, PIGEONS AND RABBI'.rS.-A us efu l and instructive book. Handsomely illus trated. By Ira Drofraw. No. 40. HOW TO MAKE AND SET TRAPS.-lnclud ing hints on how to c atd1 mol es, w e asels, ott'er, rats, squirrels and birds. Also how to cure skins. Copious ly illustrated By J. Harrington Keene. No. 50. ,HOW TO STt FF BIRDS AND ANil\IALS.-A valuable book, giv ing instrnei;ions in co llecting, preparing, mounting and preserving birds, a,nimals and insects. No. 54. HOW TO KEEP AND i\IANAGE PETS.-Giving com plete information as to the manner and method of raising, k eep ing, _breeding. an_d managing all kinds of also giving full mstructions for makmg cages, etc. Fully explamed by twenty-eight illustrations, making it th11 most complete book of "the kihd ever published. No. 67. HOW 'l'O DO ELECTRICAL TRICKS.-Containing a MISCELLANEOUS. large collection of instruc tive and highly amusing electrical tricks, No. 8. HOW 'l'O BFJCOME A SCIENTIST.-A useful and in-togetber with illustrations. By A. Anderson. structive llook giving a complete treatise on chemistry; also exE NTE RTA IN ME NT. periments in acoustics. m ec hani c $ .marhematics, chemistry, and dire c tions for making fireworks, colored fires, and gas balloons. This No. 9. HOW TO BECOi\IE A VENTRILOQUIST.-Bv Harrv book cannot b e equaled. Kennedy. The secret given away. Every intelligent bo.I' reading No. 14. Ho w '.rO l\IAKE CANDY.-A complete hand-book for this book of instructions. by a practical professor (delighting multimaldng all kinds of c andy. etc. tudes every night with his wonderful imitations), can master the No. 84. -HOW TO BECOJ\IE A i Y AUTttOR.-Containing full art, 1md create any amount of fun for himself and friends. It i s the information regarding c hoi c e of subjects, t he use of words and the greatest book C'ver published. and there's m i llions (o f fun) in i t manner of preparing and submitting manuscript Also containing No. 20. HOW TO AN EVE::\'ING PARTY.-A val uable informat ion as to th e neatness, legibility and genei-a l com very valuablt' little hook just published. A complete compe ndium position of manuscript, essential to a successful author. By Prince of games, sport!, card diversions, rom ic recitations etr .. suitable Hiland. for parlor or drawing-room entertainment. It contains more for the No. 38. HO"W TO BECOME YOUR OWN DOOTOR.-A won money than any hook published. derful book. containing u sefu l and practical information in the No. 35. HOW 'l'O PLAY GAMES.-,-A complete and usefll l little treatment of ordinary di seases and ailments common to every book, cont11.ininJ:" the rules and of billiards, bagatelle, family. .A.bounding in usefu l and effective recipes for general combackgammon. dominoes, etc. plaints. No. 36. HOW TO SOLVE CONUNDRUMS.-Containing all No. 55. HOW TO COT,TJECT STAMPS AND COINS.-Conthe leading conundruits of the day. amusing riddles, curious catches taining valu able information regarding the co ll ecting and arranging and witty sayings. of stamps and co in s Handsomely i!Justrated. No. 52. HOW 1'0 PLAY CARDS.-A complete and handy little No. 58. HOW TO BE A DETECTIVE.-By Old King Brady, book, giving the rul es 11nd full directions for playing Fluchre, Cribthe world-known detective. In which he lays down some valuable bage. Casino, Forty-Five, Rounce. Pedro Sancho, Draw Poker, and sensible rules for beginners. and also relates some adventures Auction Pitch. All Fours. and many other popular games of cards. and experienres of well-known detectives. No. 66. HOW TO DO PUZZLES.-CoRtaining over three hunNo. 60. HOW TO BFJCOl\lE A PHOTOGRAPHER.-Containdred interesting puzzlPs and conundrums. with key to &ame. A ing useful inform!lti on regarding tbe Camera and how to work it; complete book. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. also how to mak e Photographic l\lagic Lantern Slides and other ETIQUETTE. Transparencies. Handsomely illustrated. By Captain W. De W. No. 13. HOW TO DO IT; OR, BOOK OF ETIQUETTE.-It 62 .HOW TO BECOJ\IE A WEST POINT MILITARY is a great life secret, 1m

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