The wheel of fortune, or, the record of a self-made boy

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M2S .. The chair was torn from the man's grasp, and sent crashing to the kitchen door, while Edward Hawk ins himself was stretched stunned and bleeding on the :6.oor. The bluish gleam rested a moment on the face or the woman. ...

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Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY Iuued Weekl11B11 Subscription $2.51J per year. Ente1 ed according to Act of Congres s in the y e a r 1905, in the oJ!lce of the Librarian of C o ngre ss, Wa1hingt on, D C., by F rank T ouse y, Publishe r, 24 Union Square N e w York. No. 8 NEW YORK, N O VEMBER 24, 190 5 Price 5 Cents THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE; OR, The Record of a_ Self-Made Boy. By A SELF -MADE 11AN. .r CHAPTER I O N THE LOWES T R U N G OF THE LADDER. "Now I'v e got y ou you yo u n g scamp! Hand o ver your rages a t once, or I ll thu mp you bl ac k and b lue I" T h e m a n w h o utte r ed t hese fierce w ord s h ad jus t sprung out of a n ea rby h e dge a nd coll a r e d a boy, w ho h a d b e en walkin g alon g a lonesome stre tch of country ro ad. He w a s a big hu sky -lo o k i n g m a n wit h a b l oated, un shav en face, and a pai r of dark eyes tha t at the m oment s h o ne with a fie rce, unnatural li g ht. His clothes wer e fa d e d thre a dbare, and dirty, pa tc h e d in a d o z e n p laces, a nd frayed at the wri s t s a n d ank les, where they h a d s hrunk until the y lo o ked a cou ple of sizes too s mall f o r t h e w ear e r. His blood s hot eyes and his thic k s peech s howed t hat h e w as partia lly int o x icat ed. The boy h e had gra s p e d by the jack e t was a b r i g ht, goo d lookin g l a d o f seventeen a lmost a s poorl y attireil a s him s elf. The look on his face showed that h e h ad been taken b y surp rise, but for all that was p r epa r ed to r esis t the a g gress o r t o the last. And these two, sa d t o r e l ate, wer e fath e r a nd "Did you h ea r wh a t I said?" roar e d the man s ha ki n g the boy roughly. I heard y ou," replied t h e yout h d o gged l y "Then cou g h up-do you hear ? wit h anot h e r s ha ke. I v e onl y got three dol la r s a n d you know w e need everv cent of it at the hou se, for mother i s s ick, and thi s i s all we have to l ive o n for th e nex t week," an s w e red th e lad, i n a t o n e of i ndig n a n t r e mons t ra nce. "W e ll y ou can keep one th e n ; s o h and over the oth e r two a n d I w ill let you go," hi s father repli e d s l i g htly loosen i n g his gri p, as if he expect e d the boy would now compl y w i t h hi s reques t. T he rad however h a d n o s u c h i n t ention, but in s t c a r 1 took i mmed i a t e adva n tage of the chance pr e s ent e d to wre nch himself free from hi s fat h er's grasp and spri'1g bac k a ya r d out of h i s reach yo u, 'you little monkey! growl e d the man, maki n g a dive f orward t o ge t hold of the boy again. But h e mig h t have saved himself" th e troub l e The boy started across the road with great agi lity whi e his fathe r 's feet got all tang l e d up and he land e d in a hea p a truly pi t ia b l e object, in the midd l e of th e tmn pike H e p ull e d himself u p i nto a sittin g post u re shook his fis t a t h is son and used l aguage whi c h caused t he lad a s hu dder of disgust "I'll pickl e .you for this Bert H awley!" h e r o a red, in

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I 2 THE WHEEI-1 OF. FORTUNE. impotent rage. "Just wait till I catch you at home. I'll mutterings of distant thunder struck upon his ears, ''or beat the very life out of you." 1 '11 catch a shower bath before I get home." "Father--" began the boy, hesitating to leave his He soon struck the tree-shadowed main street of the parent in the condition he was. village. "Shut up, you little jackanapes !" In a few minutes he entered the drugstore. "Won't you come home? You kpow how sick mother is," "Hello, Bert," said the druggist, coming forward; and the tears welled up in the boy's eyes. "what can I do for you?" "I'll come home when I get good and ready, do you "I want this prescription filled," said the boy, tendering understand? You're an ungrateful cub. Give me a dollar him the slip of paper the doctor had with him that and I'll l et it go at that." morning. Ned Hawley, once strong, handsome and industrious, "How is your mother--any. better?" asked the pharmanow a wreck and slave of the demon rum, blinked at the cist, taking the slip and glancing over it. boy he ought to have loYed and encouraged in his efforts Bert shook his head R adly. to support a weak and dying mother and a now worthless "I'm sorry to hear that," Rain the man, sympathetically, iather. for Mrs. Hawley was we11 lik ed through out the neigh But shame or repentance was not in the miserabl e man's line. He had sunk too low to be moYed by any worthy con sideration. What he wanted most of all at that moment was liquor. His debauched appetite craved the stimulant. He could not get it without money, or his credit was gone at the village rumshop, and he was indifferent if his wife and son starved through the loss of the three dollars he knew his son was bringing home that afternoon, and which he coveted. borhood Her unas s uming personality and sweet disposition, as well as her many kindly deeds in the past, had not been for gotten by those who rarE:ly, if ever, saw her now. "It will take me a quarter of an hour to put this up," said the druggist. "I will be back by that time. I have a ) few things to buy." Bert went over to ::M:r. B e ntley's, the butcher, and pur chased a small chicken. Then went down to the general store on the corner and bought some tea, s ugar, and a few othei necessaries. He would have half killed the boy there and the n, could . . . As he was leaving the store a well-dr esse d boy of sixlie have got him once more mto his clut c hes, if there was 'th t bl f t 1 t ] th f tt . tl f 1 teen, w1 a no overagreea e ace, ran in o um a L 1e no o er way o ge mg 1e monev rom um. . . 1 P B t l t t th t t t t b d doorway, d1slodgmg one of his packages, whwh e ll to tie oor er s o a a momen was no one o e e nvie fl th th "N 'd th b h 1 1 h d 1 . dl I oor m e newcomers pa o, sa1 e oy, s a nng us e a c ecrne y; you h b tt' a- t l" l d tl t d t l' I ll t f Vi o are you u in,, m o, }'OU pauper s nar e ie wan to spen i or iquor. ne ver give you a cen or t. h t ,,
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THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. 3 packages? Mr. Tarbox," she said, turning to the who had waited on Jonas, "put up a couple of pounds of sugar for Bert Hawley. My brother will pay you for it." "I will like fun!" 1:morted Jonas Potts, with an angry frown. "If you I will; and I'll tell mother just as soon as I get home," replied the girl, spiritedly. "I'd rather you would let me pay for it, Miss Helen,'' broke in Bert, earnestly. "No, Bert; that certainly wouldn't be fair. Jonas has no right to make a football of your package. Had he left it where it fell the damage would not have occurred." Helen Potts took the bundle of sugar from the clerk and carefully placed it on Bert's arm. "How is your mother to-day?" "She was feeling very ill this morning when I went away." "I am sorry to hear that," replied the girl, with a look of sympathetic interest. "I will call to see her to-morrow. If there is anything mother or I can do for her you must let us know." "Thank you, Miss Helen. You are very kind to say so. I am afraid mother won't last long," and the boy choked back a sob, while his eyes were suffused with tears. CHAPTER II. ALMOST A l\'tURDER. Half an hour later, just as the first heavy drops of rain that heralded the approaching thunderstorm began to fall, Bert Hawley pushed open the dilapidated that led to the miserable-looking cottage which once upon a time had been a bright and happy home. Ten years previous that desolate place had been the well-furnished, comfortable home of Edward Hawley, car penter and builder. He was then prosperous, and respected throughout the neighborhood. In those days he had his half dozen acres of ground, his four cows, his horse and wagon, as well as his pige and pouH-ry. But misfortune overtook him. He was laid up with a severe attack of malarial fever. Then, of his three children, to whom he was devoted, two were carried to the village churchyard. His cottage and a bit of garden were his only property, but his six acres of meadow land were rented from Lemuel Potts, lawyer and justice of the peace. Hawley, who had pretty well managed the six acres by hi::i own labor, was obliged, by his illness, to hire a farm hand. "I am so sorry, Bert," answered Helen, laying one hand on the boy's arm almost caressingly, a mute expression of her girlish sympathy. The fellow proved to be indolent and careless, for there Jonas puffed his cigarette and regarded the pair with was no one to keep tab on his movements; and the result scomful indifference. "Sis makes me tired," he sniffed to Tarbox, the clerk. "What she can see in that beggar I can't imagine. Look at his rags! Why, our scarecrows are rigged out better." was no one to keep tab on his movements ; and the result heavy expenses of the illness and funeral expenses ot his two children, his own sickness and the cost of living, had Leen compelled to use up all of his savings, and finally to sell two of his cows. This comparison brought a grin of malicious satisfac-It is possible that some of the long converioations which tion to his face. Rake, the farmhand, held with Farmer Whiteacre-whose "Are you going to settle for that sugar," asked the clerk, fields adjoined the six acres, and who greatly longed to add "or will Miss Helen?" Hawley's little bit of ground to his large farm-caused his "I suppose I'll have to," replied Jonas, tossing a quarter neglect of his work. on the counter; "but I hate to do it, all right. If I reFarmer Whiteacre offered Lawyer Potts a good price fo:::, fused sis would make a fuss at the house. However, I'll the six acres, if he could manage to cancel Hawley's lease, make it my business to get square with him for it at the which had three years to run. fipst chance,'1 and he bent an evil glance at Bert. While Hawley was still confined to the Lemuel "If I only had a sister like you, Miss Helen, I think Potts came to see him. He offered him a sum of money I shouldn't feel quite so sad and dispirited at times," said and, as a further inducement, the appointment of constable Bert, with a wistful look into the girl's face. "She'd be of the county, for his lease of the land. such a comfort to mother. I shall never forget you as Hawley took great offence at the proposition. long as I live. Although you're rich, you've never looked His run of bard luck seemed to have changed him from down on us like the rest of the people have done since a cheerful and contented man to an irritable and ntorose we got so poor. I may say you've been mother's truest one. friend right along and she nevtr forgets you in her prayers. He had treated Lawyer Potts with unnecessary violence And now good-bye. There's a storm coming up, and I on the occasion of his visit, and finally ordered him from must get home as soon as I can." the cottage. "Good-bye, Bert. Remember I am your friend, as well Thus he made an enemy of a man whose infl.ue:Qce in as mother's." the neighborhood was not inconsiderable. She pressed the boy's hand and gave him a look he never When Ed Hawley got well again he found it almost imforgot from that day. possible to secure work at his trade.

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l . 4 THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. The cause of this he traced by degrees to Lemuel Potts. When he discovered that the adverse impression abroad was more than he could overcome he grew sullen and dis agreeable, and began to frequent the rumshop in the village. From that hour his fall was rapid, and misfortunes ac cumulated around his family. Unable to pay his rent, he forfeited his lease of the six acres, and the land was speedily sold to Farmer Whiteacre. All that was left to him was his cottage and a small patch of ground, which nobody would purchase, and that gradually went to ruin and decay. Then his wife became a prey to slow consumption. All they had had to live on during the past few months was what Bert, the manly son of tlie house, managed to earn by worlung on the neighboring farms; and a good part of money Hawley obtained, either by persuasion or threats, only to squander it at the rumshop. Bert, fortunately, had had a good education before his father went to the bad; and he was also a good talker. The poor boy, who always maintained a cheerful de meanor before his mother-whom he loved all the more tenderly because of his father's heartlessness-felt that af fairs were fast coming to a crisis. She could s carcely survi.ve much longer. The ravages of the disease, which had wasted her to a mere with grief caused by her hus band's disgraceful conduct-were producing their inevitable results. When Bert entered the cottage be found his mother alone, dozing on a bed which had been put up for her in the front room, once the parlor. The upper story had been rendered almost uninhabitable by the dilapidated roof which, no effort having been made to repair it, permitted free entrance in many places to the wind and rain. I A kindly-disposed neighbor had kept the poor woman company for the greater part of the day, but had gone home to avoid the storm. Bert found some tea and the remains of a bowl of gruel warming on the stove. He replenished the fire, cut up the chicken and put it in the pot to make broth. The necessity of making himself useful around the kitchen had made the boy something of a cook in a small way. By the time he had everything under way the storm swooped down on the cottage with a rush, blotting out the landscape with a veil of driving rain. T]Je lightning made glaring rifts in the gathering dark ness, while the thunder crashed overhead with ever-increasing intensity. Ber t made a pot of fresh tea and toasted a slice of bread left over from the previous d5.y; then he softly stole into the parlor to see if his mother was awake. He found she was. She greeted his appearance with a wan smile. "When did you get home, Bert?" she asked feebly. "Nearly an hour ago, mother. How do you feel?" he added, anxiously. "Very weak, my boy," she answered, slowly raising one of her thin hands and softly stroking his hair and face with a pathetic wistfulness that choked the boy with a sud den sensation of grief. Mrs. Hawley saw the tears welling in his eyes. "Don't cry, Bert, dear," she whispered affectionately. "I can't help it, mother. You are all I have to love." His feelings overpowered him, and he laid his head on the edge of the pillow and wept silently for a moment or two. "Where is your father?" "I do not know, mother." "You have not seen him since morning?" "Yes, mother; I met him on my way home from the Risdon farm "And he wouldn't come with (JOU?" Bert made no reply. "It's. a terrible night," murmured the sick woman. "What a vivid flash that was I" she said, 'vith a frightened look. A heavy crash of thunder followed, and she buried her head in the pillow. "Don't be alarmed, mother," said Bert, reassuringly, as he stroked her hair tenderly. "It will soon pass away." "Ever since I was a girl I have been afraid of a thunderstorm," said Mrs. Hawley, with a shudder. "Try not to think about it, mother. I have made you some chicken broth and a fresh cup of tea.. Won't you try some ? "I have no appetite, Bert." "But you must eat to keep up your strength," persisted her son. "Well, you may bring in a little of the broth and a small cup of tea." The boy hastened t
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THE 1WHEEL OF FORTUNE. 6 ==========================:===========-=--=-=-=-===-==---==========================================-The amount of nourishment Mrs. Hawley had taken would scarcely have fed a small sparrow, and the boy noted the fact with increasing alarm. ( "You are not eating much, mother," he said, bending down and kissing her tenderly. "I cannot, Bert! Oh. I am so weak! Why does your father not come home? I dread lest he be out in this storm." Bert's feelings toward his father at that moment were hardly filial. The man knew the condition his wife was in, and his son knew that he did; yet the imp of the bottle had more power over him than the ties of family affection. I Shakespeare only spoke the unvarnished truth when he wrote: "Oh, that a man should put an enemy in his mouth to stea l away his brains!" To no man is the curse of liquor so apparent as to the victim of the bottle himself, as he strives vainly to break the chains he so foolishly helped to forge about his will. "Oh, why does not Edward ime home?" moaned the poor woman. "I feel I am dying, my son, and I want him -I wanf my husband. I want to see him once before my eyes are forever closed to this world." "Mother, do not say that!" cried Bert, in an agony of grief. "It is useless for me to disguise the truth from ) you, Bert," gasped Mrs. Hawley. "I feel I cannot live through this night. I am drifting-drifting away into the un known. But I cannot die-oh, I cannot until I see Ed ward again. Once we were so very happy together. The world was so bright, and he was good to me-then. He is your father; I cannot forget that-and you are tlie only child left to me. But I shal l see my other darlings soon. Yes, yes, very soon." "Mother, mother!" "' Flickering and dim as was the light of the candle, Bert noted that dark shadow fall upon his mother's face, which appals those who see it for the first time. Her eyes, too, were fixed, and seemed gazing into vacancv. "Look, look, Bert!" she gasped. "Your little brother and sister, Philip and May, they beckon me to come away with them. And oh, they are so bright and fair!" Then Mrs. Hawley lay silent, while the boy, frantic with silent grief, watched her face with suspend e d breath. A brilliant flash of lightning lit up every corner of the room, and then a tremendous peal of thunder shook the cottage to foundations. Suddenly a wild, bacchanalian song was borne through the window ; then heavy steps sounded through the storm of blinding rain as they crunched the stones of the patl1 l eading to the 11ouse. "Edward, my hus--" cried the dying woman, starting up, only to fall back with a rattle in her throat. As the boy listened with a of fascinated terror, the kitchen door was banged open with a smash, and the wretched husband and father was ]1eard singing: "For we're all jolly good fellows, We're all jolly good (hie) fellowsWe're all jolly good--" The song was cut short by a sudden fall, as Ed Hawkins went sprawling on the kitchen floor. .Presently he got up and staggered into the room where his wife lay, calm and silent. "So you've got home, have you, you cantankerous little monkey?" he roared, as his eyes noted the presence of Bert. "Father, hush!" "I won't hush 1 You wouldn't give me that money, and I'm going to lick you for it right now." "Father, I beg you to be silent Mqther is very bad. I fear she is dying." "Bah I Don't b'lieve no such rot. Come out of that chair, you little imp-come out, I say. "You shan't disturb mother!" cried Bert, facing him with flashing eyes. "Nobody but a brute would act as you are doing now." "I'm a brute, am I, you whelp!" bellowed Hawkins, giving way to uncontrollable rage. "I'll kill you for that!" He pushed the boy against the corner of the bed as if he had been a feather. The shock almost stunned Bert so that he was incapable of defending himself. The infuriated man seizecl a chair, intending in his blind fury to bring it clown on the skull of the defence'lcss boy. He swung it aloft and poised it while he took aim, and then--Then heaven intetposrd and saved the wretched drunkard from. the crime of slaying the last member of h!s familv. Simultaneous with a drafrning crash of thunfler directly nvrrhead came a blinding of lightnibg, and an awful struck the cottage. The and ceiling seemecl to shrivel up and melt away. T11e chair was torn from the man's grasp and sent crash ing through the kitchen door, while Edward Hawkins him self was stretched stunned and bleeding uon the floor. The bluish gleam rested a moment on the face of the dead woman in the bed and lit up the terrified countenance of the cowering boy. Then darkness, seemingly more intense than ever, set tlerl down on the wrecked home, and nothing could be hearrl but the Rwish of the rain as the moaning wind whirled it against the crumbling sides of the building. CHAPTER III. THE PROJECTED BURGLARY. The funera1 of Mrs. Edward Hawley, the expenses of which were by a private subscription headed by Lemuel Potts, was largely attended by those who had associated with the dead woman during her days of pros perity.

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r .. 6 THE WHEEL OF FOR.TUNE B ert Hawley was chief mourner, his father being i n no "I'm afraid she'll think it strange of me," he mused, condition to be present. : as he took his way toward the churchyard to view his mothEverybody felt sor r y for the boy apd had a kind word 1 er's grave for the l ast time. "But what can I do? At any of encourag ement for him-that is, most everybody. rate, she will know that I called." Jonas Potts, we are sorry to say, sneered at Bert's grief Bert lingered long near his mother's grave. on the quiet, and refused to go to the funeral with his His heart was desolate and sore, and paid no heed to father, mother and sister. the flight of time. Helen Potts, however, made up for her brother's short-It was after six o'clock when he passed through the gate comings. of God's Acre into the lonesome road, and the shadows of She sat beside Bert in the ruined parlor of the Hawley evening were beginning to gather and to creep down upon e:ottage, while the minister spoke of the dead woman's virthe face of the peaceful landscape. tues and charities, and the affiictions she had borne so many "It is later than I thought," muttered the boy, as he years with Christian resignation. walked briskly down the road. "I'll have to take a short She stood beside Bert as his mother's body wa.s lowered cut through the Whiteacre wood." into her last resting-place, and placed her arms lovingly He soon left the road for that purpose. about his neck when the lad sank on his knees in a paxIt would save him at leait three-quarters of a mile of oxysm of grief as the clods of earth struck with a hollow walking. thud upon the box containing the coffin. At last it was all over. The shadows were thick among the trees, as if this was their marshaling ground. Bert, declining a polite invitation from Lawyer Potts The soft earth deadened the sound of his rapid stride to spend the afternoon and night at his house, went home The boy looked neither to the right nor the left as he with a neighbor who had offered him the shelter of his pressed forward in all haste, for he knew his kind farrner humble home until the boy had decided what he should do. friend would be keeping his supper warm against his reThree days passed away, and then Bert informed his tm;n, and he hated to be the occasion of trouble to the ex kind ho.st that he had determined to leave. J ayville and seek cellent couple who had 80 kindly befriended him in his a broader field for making his way in the world. r hour of trial. "Where do you expect to go?" asked the friendly farmer curious ly. Suddenly and without the l east warning the ground gave way beneath his weight, and he sank a dozen feet with the "I sha ll strike for Baltimore, which is the nearest big rush of earth which accompanied his fall. city, and if nothing turns up there I mean to go to PhilaTh i s had been accomplished with scarcely a sound, and delphia or New York." with no ihjury to Bert, who found himself upon his hands "Well, I wish you luck, my boy. When do you mean to start?" and knees in the middle of a dry ditch. As he started to extricate himself from the loose dirt, "This evening. I'll walk over to Rye Junction and take which covered his legs up to his knees, he heard the sound the late accommodation train for the city." After dinner Bert went over to the house of one of Ed Df voices on the other side of the hedge. Ha\rl e y's old chums, where his stricken father had been He would have paid little attention to this but that one of the voices sounded very like that 0 his father, who was taken the ni ght of his wife's death. apparently sober . "1 our father went awa y after breakfa s t this morning Peeping through the hedge, Bert saw he had not been and we haven't seen him since," replied the wif e of Haw-mis tak e n. ley's frie n d, when Bert said he had come to see his parent "I'm going to leave J ayville to-night, and would like His father was there, and with him were two rough-to see him before I go. When he comes back tell him lookin g men, one of whom he identified as Rake, the hired I will stop here on my way to Rye Junction before dark." hand, who had been one of the original causes of Ed Haw With these words Bert left the house and started out to l e y's misfortunes. make a few farewell calls. Rake looked decidedly disreputable, and his companion The la st visit he :i;eserved for Helen Potts; but when he was not a bit better. re ached her home he was informed that Miss Helen was Bert was much grieved to see his father in such ques out calling at a friend's house, and was not expected home tionable company, now that he was not under the influence uritil after tea-time. of li quor. Lawyer P.otts had gone to the county town on business, Still; what else could be expected of a man who for the and had taken Mrs. Potts with him. last ten years had been going to the dogs, without any Jonas Potts, whom Bert had no desire to see, had gone regard what e ver for public opinion. fi'.shing with a chum. "I'm afraid this will be my only chance to speak to The boy was sadly disappointed because he would have f a ther," said the boy to himself, as he gazed on the trio, to leave the village without saying good-bye to Helen, who who seemed to be in earnest converse; "but I hate to say had been so kind and sisterly to him, espe cially in his wha t I wish to tell him before those men." cent affliction . J It happened, h owever, thatthe interview he had in mind

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THE OF FORTUNE. di d not take place, for the first words that struck upon his ears n:tther startled him. "It is agreed, then, that the three of us sha ll break into Lawyer Potts' house this evening?" spoke Rake, a greedy 1ight shining from his little green eyes. "Yes," replied Ed Hawley, a bit reluctantly. "Sure," interjected the third ruffian glibly. "We couldn't have a better chance," pursued Rake, c1m ningly. "I've found out that Potts himself and the old woma' n have gone to Branchtown. The kid, Jonas, won't be home until late. There'll be nobody but the two ser vants and the ga l left to oppose us, and I reckon they won't count much, will they Harrow?" "I should say not," grinned his boon companion. "You owe the old rascal a grudge for doing you out of them six acres of land, Hawley; and now's your opportun ity to square old scores while you will feather your nest with banknotes which I happen to know are in the house 11t this blessed min'it." "Yes," said Hawley, with a dark frown; "I owe him a grudge, and it's chiefl.v on that account I'm with you hand and glove. He ruined me, imd I shall never be happy until I get back a t him." "That's right," said Ralrn, slapping him on the back, while he at his companion over Hawley's shoulder "I was beginning to be afraid :vou'd lost your backbone, but I see I was Here, take another swig at this. It's prime old stuff, and came all the way from Balti more." He handed the deluded man a suspicious -lo, oking flask, which Hawley g.reedilv aocepted and put to his lips as if it were the choicest nectar, instead of Satan's tipp l e Bert was horrified at what he overhearcl. and stood like a stafoe behind the hedge, not knowing what he ought to clo under the circumstanres. He wanted to call out and warn his father against the perpetration of the contemplated crime; but he was afraid it "ould do no good, and onlv serve to bring down on him i h0 vengeance of the two ruffians, if not also the anger of 11is own father. "\\' e shall have no trouble gettin' into the from the rear. The window of the washroom will open at the imi tation of this pretty little tool," and Rake exhibited a short i::teel jimmy "And this," he added, producing a revolver, "will keep the wimmen in line till we've gone through the house "You say you know that Lawyer Potts has money on the asked Hawley, moistening his lips with his tongue "Well, I guess," grinned Rake, as he r eplaced the re volver in his hip-pocket. "How do 'you know?" persisted his questioner, evidently not convinced of the fact. "Because afte r he had gone away this morning Farmer Whiteacre called at his house and left six hundred dollars for him with his daughter This seemed to satisfy Hawley, though Rake did not ex p l ain bow he came by the information. "There ought to be some nice pickings in the way of joolry and silverware," suggested Harrow "Sure thing," said his friend, who was managing th e enterprise. "Lots of it. \Ve kin hide it somewheres in t h e neighborhood until the excite1nent blows over "Right you. are We kin stow it away in the cellar o f Hawley's tumble down cottage till it's safe to come after it. Ko one is likely to go there." "That's what we'll do with it," nodded Rake, the plan striking him as a good one. "You're counting your chickens befor e they're hatched, 1'm thinking,'' put in Hawley "Better wai t t ill we get hold of the stuff "Oh, we'll get it if it's in the house, and I reckon it's there all right," said the ringleader, with a contemptuous ?"lare at Hawley "Sure we will,'' nodded Harrow. "What kin three w im:i;nen do ag'inst us men after we git inside? It'll be a cinch." "It's nearly dark, and time for us to be on the move. We've got to do the joh early. before the lawyer and bis o l d woman gets back." The three men thereupon rose to their feet and walked away through the wood. CHAPTER IV. BERT TAKES A HAND IN THE DEFENCE OF LA WYER POTTS' PROPERTY. "oh, father, father, what are you coming to?" mur mured Bert Hawley as he watched the only relative he bad in the world van i sh, with his scoundrelly associates, i nto the intricacies of Farmer Whiteacre's wood. He climbed out of the dry ditch and stood i n t he p ath once more. "They are going to rob Lawyer Potts' house ton ight. What shall I do? If I notify the constable, as I ought to do, father will probably be arrested and sent to State p rison for a crime he has been persuaded to take part i n to satisfy an old-time grudge against the lawyer No, I must try and preYent this robbery myself It is my duty to save my father, if possible, from the consequences of his foll y I will go to the Potts house at once, see Miss Helen w ho sho1ild have returned home by this time-and toget h e r we may be able to devise ways and means of frighteni n g the s e men away. But I do hope I may be able to head fa th e r off and have a talk with him It is terrible to think o f t h e character of the company he is in." So Bert, fully resolved to save Lawyer Potts' p r operty from pillage, hurried in the direction which would bring him out of the wood and into the road A few minutes of brisk walking sufficed to accomplish this; then he bent his steps toward the lawyer's house, which stood quite a l one at the end of Main street, where it made a junction with the county road. It was a rather prete:qtious-looki.ng building, the best in fact, in J ayville; and a strange r viewing it would nat urally have concluded that its owner was mor e than com for tab l y supp lied with this worl d's goods This was indeed

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\ THE \VHEEL OF FORTUNE. the fact, for Lawyer Potts was accounted wealthy by those who knew him. He enjoyed the cream of the county law practice, and was one of the counsel of a big Virginia coal company. Therefore he was much deferred to in J ayville, and his family was regarded as among the l eaders, socially, of the c6unty. It was quite dark when Bert approached the front gate of Lawyer Potts' residence. He had met no one since he lost sight of his father and the two rascals with him in the wood. Now, however, he made out an indistinct :figure coming up the street When he reached the gate the solitary person coming toward him turned out to be a girl, with a light hood over her head. Instinctively it struck him that thi.s was Helen Potts re turning home. And such proved to be the fact. "Why, B ert Hawley, is that you?" exclaimed the pretty miss, who had already identified the boy, as he stood with one hand on the latch of the gate, waiting for her to come up. "Yes, Miss Helen." "Were you coming to see us?" she asked, offering her hand, which he took with unfeigned eagerness. "I'm afraid father :rnrt mother haven't returned from town yet. They did not expect to get home until late. I'm glad I got back in time to meet you. I shou ld have been greatly disap pointed had I missed you." "Thank you, Miss Helen," replied Bert. "I called this afternoon to say good-bye, as it was my intention to leave J a.yville this e.vening; but now that will be impossible." "Are you really going to leave the village so soon?" said the girl gravely, as if the news was not welcome to her. "Yes. I have got to make my own way in the world, you know, and J ayville is not just the kind of place for one to get ahead in very fast." "Then you have given up all idea of farming?" she said. "I have very little taste for such a life," he a.dmitted. "I want to go where there are opportunities to rise to something worth while." "I can hardly blame you, Bert," s he answered earnestly. "I heard papa say that you are a bright boy, and that Jay ville offered few attractions for a boy of your caliber." "I hop I shall prove myself deserving of your father's good opinion," said Bert, gratefully. "I know you will," replied the girl, with some enthus iasm, which, however, subsided all of a sudden as she looked into his face and reflected that this maybe was the last time she might ever see him. Helen was a bright littl e g irl, with ambitions of her own; and she had long since taken a great fancy to Bert Hawley, because he was such a gentlemanly boy, and had been will ing to put his hand at anything to support his poor mother and worthless father. She admired the self-sacrificing spirit of the lad, the energy and perseverance he had displayed in his line of duty, all of which had won for him the respect and con sideration of every one who knew him. She felt sad to think that she was about to lose his society, for she had spent many pleasant hours in his com pany at one time or another. He had somehow come to be her ideal of a noble, manly young fellow-a standard not attained by any of her pros perous young male acquaintances with whom she was al lowed to associate. It made her blush to think how littl e her own brother, Jonas, resembled this brave, earnest example of what Young America, in her opinion, ought to be. "I think we had better go in, Miss Helen," said Bert, throwing an anxious glance up and down the road as he opened the gate for her to pass through. "I don't want to alarm you, but I have come here on a very serio u s errand." "Why, what do you mean?" she said, looking at him in surprise. "I thought you said you came to bid us good: bye, since y01.1 are about to leave the village." "I said I called this afternoon for that purpose, and was much disappointed to find you out. I expected by this time to be on my way to Rye Junction to take the night train for Baltimore. But while passing through Farmer Whiteacre's wood half an hour. ago I overheard some men -I regret to say my father was one of them-plan to break into your house early to-night for purpose of robbery." "Rob our house?" gasped Helen, turning white. "Yes; such is their intention. They know that your father and mother, as well as your brother, are away. In some way the leader of the entei:prise has found out that Farmer Wh'iteacre called here tllis morning after your par ents had left and paid you a large sum of money. They believe that only yourself and the two women servants will be in the house when they rea ch here, and therefore count on havin g things pretty much their own way." "You frighten me!" cried the gir l all of a tremble. "Don't be alarmed, Miss Helen. I think with sucH help as I can give you we will be able to beat them off. We are forewarned what to expect, and that is half the battle, to my 'way of thinking." They had reached the porch while speaking, and Helen hurriedly put her key into the lock of the front door and admitted them to the house. "You are so good and brave to think of us, Bert. I shall never forget it, nor will papa and mama when I have told them," sa,id the gir l earnestly, as she led him into the library, where a light was burning dimlv, as was the cus tom when the master of the house was temporarily absent at night. "Did you really mean that your father is--" She paused sucldenlv, ns if thought it almost crue l to remind the boy of t h e painfu l a
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THE WHEEL 01'' FOHTUKE. 9 l can. It would almost crush me if he were to be sent to pnsou. You will help me save him from that, will you not, Miss Helen?" "I will do anything I can to prevent such 3 thing for your sake, Bert." "Thank you," replied the boy, gratefully. "And now we had best prepare ourselves against this attack. Have you a revolver in the house?" "Papa has one in his bedroom," she replied, a bit ner vously. "It is always loaded." "I wish you would get it for me, as it may serve to scare these men away when they see we are for them." Bert forbore to tell her that he knew that at least one of the rascals was provided with a similar weapon. He waited in the library until Helen brought the pistol to him. "I don't suppose the servants have gone to bed yet; it is only half-past eight." "I don't believe they have," replied the girl. "These men propose to break in through the window of the washroom. I mean to be there when they come and give them an unexpectedly warm reception." "You mustn't expose yourself,, Bert," said Helen, in an anxious tone, laying one hand on the boy's arm. "Don't worry about me. I'm not going to run into danger if I can help it; but I am here to defend you, as well as your father':; properly, and I mean to do my duty." "But, Bert--" "Don't say another word, 1\Iiss Helen. There is no time to be lost if I am to keep the men from forcing an entrance. Let u s go to the back of the house. I think the washroom communicates with the kitchen. Well, call the cook and have her start the fire going. I want to use hot water as one of my weapons. It is very effective without being exactly dangerous. I've known of many a husky tramp put to flight by a plucky woman armed with a kettle of water." The servants were called into action, and Bert found that Mary, the cook, was no faint -away kind of a person, but as spunky as she was big and strong. "Faith, it's mesilf that'll help yez to bate off the thaves, Mast.her Hawley, so I will. And hot wather is an iligant thing to make a man run, so it is." And so preparations to receive their undesirable visitors were soon under way. CHAPTER V. IN WTITCH TITE mrnMY IS ROUTED. At nine o'clock Mary announced that the water in the wash boiler she had put on the big stove had reached the boiling point. There were no signs as yet of the enemy. Bert had posted himse1f at the washroom window to await their coming, after he had personally inspected every door in the lower part of the house and found they were securely fastened by lock and bolt. About this time the moon rose above the trees, :flooding the building and its approaches with a bright light, much to the brave I.Joy's satisfaction. It was impossible now for the thieves to reach their base 0 operations without being discovered by the watchful eyes on the alert for their coming. Htlen Potts insisted. on remaining with Bert in the washroom, where he stood on guard. "J om1s onght to be at home by this time," she said; "but I am afraid that he will take ad vantage of papa's absence to remain out as late as he dares. He has learned to play a game which he calls pool, and every chance he gets he goes over to the Essex House to indulge his taste for it. I don't approve of it at all; neither does papa; but my brother will have his own way when he can." The words were hardly out of her mouth before Bert made out three shadows approaching the house by way of Lhe apple orchard, which joined the truck patch imme diately in the rear of the washroom. "They are coming," said the boy, in a low tone. "Are you sure, Bert?" asked Helen, nervously. "Yes; three men are slinking through the apple orchard as though they didn't want to attract attention to selves. Is the light out in the kitchen?" "Yes, Bert." "Then tell Mary the cook to fetch a pailful of boiling water and dipper. It won't be many seconds before they are right uncJer this window, if they haven't changed their plan of operations." The three men crossed the truck patch and vn.ulted the fence into the yard. They were close enough now for Bert to recognize their features distinctly in the bright moonlight. Rake and Harrow looked the cold-blooded and deter mined rascals they were; but Ed Hawley, who in physique had the advantage of his companions, acted like n. man not thoroughly satisfied with the adventure in which he was engaged. The other two kept close to him, however, and spuned him on. After surveying the rear of the house carefully the trio appeared to be confident that they had a cle1tr field before them. "Don't seem to be any one stirrin'," Bert heard Harrow remark. "Vis itors ain't expected at this hour of the night," chuckled Rake, giving Hawley a nudge. "The n the sooner we get it over and done with the better it'll suit m e," said Bert 's father, impatiently. "That's the way to talk," answered Rake, approvingly. "We'll get you eddicated up to this sort of thing bimeby." "You want to learn to go the whole hog when you stairt out, and have clone with such shillyshallying as you've been doing to-night," spoke up H::trrow. "You won't make any mistake about following what Harrow says. He knows the ropes. Now you watch me pry open that window. See how quick and neat I'll do it." The window in question was the one b e hind whicl1 Bert stood on guard, dipper in hand, ready to discharge about

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THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. 11 roof, he added, when the explained to him his future -.. movements, as far as he could outline them. "I will give you a letter to a personal friepd in Baltimore requesting him to do whatever he can to advance your prospects." "Thank you' sir." "And you will write to me sometimes, won't you, Bert?" said Helen, as she bade him good-night "I shall be anx ious to know how you are getting on." Next morning as he was about to start for Rye Junction she repeated the request with even greater earnestness, and Bert, delighted that she s hould show such an interest in him, readily promised to write her when he had anything worth telling. CH.t\PTER VI. BERT GETS WORK ON A MARYL.A.ND PEACH FARM. Bert Hawley arrived in the city of Baltimore jus t as the whistles of many of the large manufacturing estab lishments were blowing for the noon hour. His train came in at the Calvert Street Depot, and he soon found himself on the sidewalk of a big city-a new and strange the country-bred boy. What a noisy, bewilderi ng place, with its rush of ve hicles, its rapidly moving electric cars, its eager-looking, hurried pede s trian5. / The crowd jostled him, and he wondered how he was ever to .find his way about in such a great maze of thor oughfares. It occurred to him that the best thing he could do was to make his way to Light i;;treet, in the neighborhood of what he had been told was the Bas in, and inquire for the commission merchant for whom he had a letter of intro duction from Lawyer Potts. While wondering how he was ever going to get there he noticed a policeffean sauntering toward him. "Will you please tell me how I can find Light street ?" he asked the majestic-looking officer of the law. "Well, you're on Charles stree t now. Just keep going till you reach Pratt street, tiirn one block to your l e ft, and then you are at Light street. You can't miss it, be c'.luse it lies alongside the water." "Is that the Basin?" "That's what it is," answered the cop, walking off. Bert followed the directions to a letter, and was presently rejoiced to find he had struck the loc ality he was in search of. "Why, that was e11sy," he said, smiling to himself at the apparent simplicity of this :firs t attempt to find hi s way about the big city. He looked at the address on the envelope he had carried very carefully in his jacket poc)ret. "Cunningham & Co.Light Street." He followed the numbers till he came to the building which bore the sign of Cunningham & Co. Entering the store, which was lined with baskets of early peaches from the eastern shore of Maryland, he asked the porter if he could see Mr. Cunningham. The man looked him over, from his shabby shoes to his equally shabby cap, and then shook his head. "Why not?" asked Bert, declining to be put off in that way. "Why not?" 1 replied the porter, with some asperity; "'cause he's gone to Philadelphia." "Gone to Philadelphia!" repeated the boy, in a tone of disappointment. He had been foolish enough to build a small sized air castle on the strength of that l e tter, which had come to him as an unexpect e d boon,. and now the alluring picture crumbled and vanished like a soap-bubble that had burst The porter gave no furth er attention to his shabby questioner, and so the re was nothing for B ert to do but to return to the sidewalk again. "Hard luck!" he muttered disconsolately. "I thought I was sure of. an opening." Now he began to realize that the day was very warm, and that he was both hungry and thirsty. "I've got the price, at any r ate," he mused. "The question is to find a cheap place where I can get something subsiantial without making too big a hole in my capital." By dint of repeated inquiries he found a sort of chophouse off of East Pratt street, and h e re he got an excellent meal for twenty-five cents -Fee lin g much refreshed and more encouraged to breast whatever di sappo intments might yet lie in wait f o r him, he returned to Li ght street and wandered up and down the docks that line the Basin, quite fascinated by the bustle and activity he saw there. The longshore work was mostly clone by negroes, and many of the deckhands on board the Chesapeak e Bay steamers w e re of the same race. 1 But were also plenty of idle m e n, who :found it much pleasanter to sit in the shade of the spile h eads and l9af the afternoon away than turn their hand s to useful employment. "Looking for work, young fellow?" asked a well-dressed man, stopp ing squarely in front of Bert and eyeing him critically from head to foot. "I can't say that I've been lookin g fo:i; it ju s t yet," smiled Bert; "but I won't refuse a decent job if it's offered to me." "Well how would you like to go over to the eastern shore and pick peaches? I can offer you a six weeks' job, at any rate." "I'll go," replied the boy readily, for he had a gc eral idea of what the work was. "Step aboard the steamer, then," pointing to a small s ide-wheeler on the other s ide of the dock, on which freight was being loaded at a lively rate. Bert, grip in hand just as he had come from the depot followed his new employer over the gangplank. "You're from the country, aren't you?" said the man, whose name the boy presently found out was Bates. "Yes, sir." "I thought so. I prefer to engage country lads when I can get them But we have all sorts-those three over there who are going down to work for me are John Hop-

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12 THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. kins College boys. Possibly they are going for the fun of the thing-though, as a matter of fact, picking peaches ain't such a cinch-possibly because they need the money; I didn't ask them. They offered their services and I hired them offhand. I may put them to work on the culling machines, which they would prefer, no doubt, or I may send them into the orchard and keep them there-just as its strikes me. You look kind of husky; are you used to driving a ca.rt?" "Yes, sir." "Well, I rather like your face. I think I'll !Pt you get your hand in on the machines, and help load and do the driving on one of the carts to the boat landing on the creek." About this time the steamboat got under way. She had a miscellaneous l9ad of freight and a fair number of pas sengers, destined for various landing s on the eastern shore of Maryland. She worked her way among a forest of shipping out into the long and narrow harbor beyond, thence past Fort Mc at the mouth of the harbor, into the Patapsco river, and :finally past the lighthouse into the big Chesapeake Bay, and pointed her nose across. J After a three hours' sail she made her :first landing. Half an hour afterward she entered a wide creek and made fast to a small wharf. Here Bert and a dozen other peach hands were marched ashore. Wagons were in waiting to carry them to the farm, prob ably a mile away on the bay shore. It comprised about four hundred acres, the larger uart of which was laid out in a peach orchard. A big lake divided the :fields from the orchard. An imposing twO-story brick building, with unusually thick walls-built about the close of the Civil W the most conspicuous object on the farm. Adjoining it, across the yard, was a small two-story frame structure where the hands were quartered. As the wagons drove up the long road in the gathering gloom of the summer's day, Bert noticed the gleam from the lighthouse on the long, narrow island out in the bay directly opposite; and he could also make out in the far distance the li gh t at the entrance to the mouth of the Pa tap,sco. The novelty of the situation into which he had been thrown so unexpectedly rather charmed Bert, and on the spur of the moment he voted the peach industry a dandy occupation. Perhaps it is, if you really like that kind of hard work. Bert was use. d to hard farm work, so he was not likely to kick at what lay before him. At any rate, he had a six weeks' job at good wages to count on. CHAPTER VII. AN UNPLEASANT SURPRISE. Bert's first job was to turn' the handle of one of the culling machines in a shady nook of the orchard. This apparatus was simplicity 'itself-a framework built on a slight incline, with a shallow box at the upper end to receive the almost ripe fruit as it came from baskets on a wagon from the picking gangs; then two sets of long, narrow rollers, each set of a different width between the rollers, which kept in motion by the turning of a handle; then a shallow receptacle a.t the base, into which lhe larger and finer variety of peaches :finally found a resting place before being run out into boxes for ship ment. Thus three grades of the fruit were quickly as sorted Sometimes Bert was called on to nail up the wooden crates into which the fi:uit was sent to market. Two shipmeJJ.ts were made daily, and Bert drove one of the wagons to the steamboa t landing on the creek, and helped pile the boxes up on the wharf. Most of the people employed on the farm at this season were young fellows of about Bert's age, and although they had long hours of labor-working practically from daylight to dark-they managed to extract a good deal of fun out of the situation. One of them had brought a banjo over from Baltimore, and after supper they a species of high-jinks fbr their own entertainment Bert found he had a good voice for singing, and it was not long before he could rendsr some of the popular songs in fine style. His genial disposition made him immensely popular with his comrades, and a lso with the proprietor of the farm and his family, which embraced three fine-looking girls and a stalwart son. Bert's second Sunday at the peach farm was marked by a special honoo:. He was asked Saturday morning by one of the Bates sisters-Miss Belle-if he would like to drive them to church next morning, a distance of some three miles. "I should be very happy to c1o so, Miss Belle, but I haven't any decent clothes. I am sorry to say my working outfit represents the extent of my wardrobe." And he felt that his candid admission was rather mor tifying. g irl, who was a charming brunette of seventeen, l aughed. "I'll ask pa to let you go to Chestertown-that's ten miles away on the Chester river..,.....this afternoon to pro vide yourself with a new suit, if you lik_e." "I will be glad to do so if he will allow me." "He'll l et you go if I ask him. Pa never refuses me anything." "It's very kind of you, Miss Belle." "Don't be so sure of that," she replied, mischievously. "Why not?" asked Bert, in some surprise. "It's simply pure selfishness," said the girl, demurely. "We girls have set our hearts on having you take us to church to-morrow, and we don't mean to l et you have any excuse to back out of it." "I'm afraid the rest of the boys will be jealou s over the

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I THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. honor you are about to accord me, ancl maybe they won't clo a thing to me whe n they get the chance." "You aren't afraid of them, are you, Bert?" said Belle Bates, roguishly. "Mr. Bert! Ob, come now; my name is just plain Bert. I don't want any 'Mr.' to it." "Well, Bert, then," said the girl, with a slight hesita tion and just the suspicion of a blush. "That's better. Now I'll answer your question. No; I'm not afraid of them-especially when it's a matter of escorting three such pretty girls as yourself and sisters ." "Aren't you complimentary!" laughed Miss :Belle. "Jen nie and Lizzie will just go into a spasm over that when I tell'them." "Then I hope you won't tell them." "I wouldn't miss doing it for anything," laughed the girl, as she skipped away. About three o'clock M:r. Bates called Bert aside. "I understand you would like to fit yourself out with another suit of clothes. Here is an order on one of the Chestertown stores. Go over to the hous.e. You will find my son about ready to start for town." Bert thanked him, took the order, and in fifteen minutes was on his way to the county seat with George Bates. Chestertown was in existence during the Revolutionary War, and the town claims to have had the honor of a visit from George Washington. At any rate, George Bates pointed out a well to Bert at which it was generally believed the Father of his Country stopped to quench his thirst on a certain occasion, the exact date of which seems to be involved in obscurity. The two boys returned _by the old road, which lccl through the olcl village of Fairleigh, where they stopped to get the mail. B ert looked uncommonly spruce the next morning in his suit of navy blue and a our-in-hand tie with a rhine stone ornament, when he s tepped into the double-seated buggy with the three Bates girls, who were decked out in all their finery. Belle managed to take her seat beside him, and we are bound to say that his companions watched him drive off with his load of youth and beauty with feelings of envy. When the little red brick Methodist church was reached their arrival caused a flutter of mild excitement among the female acquaintances of the Misses Bates: After services Belle and her sisters were surrounded by a bevy of friends, all curious to find out who this hand some young fellow was' that they had >vith them. Belle introduced Bert to several of their particular friends, and he made a decidedly favorable impression upon the fair ones. When he had returned to the farm he, with the three college boys, were invited to take dinner with the family, and the four of them enjoyed the occasion immensely. The ensuing month passed all too quickly for Bert Hawley. Although he had worked hard and faithfully, he had never enjoyed himself so much in his life. Besides, the money he was earning was all his own-a nest-egg, as it were, on which he expected to build his future fortune. Ile had written to Helen and had received an an swer from her. Belle Bates had noticed the handwriting on his letter, and had teased him until he consented to tell her all about his fair conespondent. "I suppose you think lots of her, don't you?" ask eel Miss Belle, with a twinge of jealousy, for was not indifferent to her father's young hired hand. "Yes," admitted Bert, "I do. I have known her many years, and she was always very kind to me, especially at the time of my mother's death,'' and the boy's eyes became moistened at the recollection of his recent loss. "Is she very pretty?" "I think she is." Belle did not look extra well pleased to hear that. "I suppose-" Then she stopped suddenly and looked out of the window. "What was you going to say?" asked Bert. "Oh, nothing," answered the girl, getting up and walk ing away without another word. "I wonder what's the matter with Belle to-day?" asked Jennie of Lizzie that evening, when the two girls had gone upstairs to bed. "I'rrf sure I don't know," returned Lizzie. "But I do know she's been as cross as she well could be." "I noticed she didn't speak a word to Bert Hawley this eve ning when he and the Titcomb boys were with us on the That's something unusual. Do you think they had a spat?" "I'm sure I can't tell. Belle hasn't spoken three words to me since dinner." "Nor me, either." Then they got to talking about something else. The peach season ended the following week, and all the extra hands, with the single exception of Bert, were paid off and dismissed. Mr. Bates, who had taken a great liking to Bert, had pe1:snaded him to stay a while longer to help him in the field in place of a hand taken down with a very bad attack of chills and fever-a malady prevalent in that neigh bJrhood during the summer. Bert now ate altogether with the family, though he slept with the two field hands in the quarters used for the hired help. The afternoon of the 15th of September closed in dull and gloomy. It was close on to supper time, and the boy was makipg a short cut from one of the fields on the edge of the now denuded peach orchard. This took him the bay shore Looking out over the choppy water of the Chesapeake he saw a small, dirty-looking sloop lying at anchor 11 ithin a hundred feet of the bluff on which the Bates house stood She looked like one of the oyster boats he had noticed lying in the Basin the day he had arrived in Baltimore.

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. I I THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. 15 The boy reaiized that he \rns lying in a narrow bunk, "Now come here and get on deck." against a wall that reeked of fish. Rake grabbed Bert roughly by the nape of his packet and A coarse, rotten blanket was wrapp e d about him, and his fired him through the scuttle. every-day clothes were lying in a heap on top. j The boy landed on all fours on the hard, filthy planks "What the dickens does this all mean?" he muttered in of the forward deck, and a lurch of the sloop in the choppy surprise. I sea rolled him into the scupper. He was conscious of the fact that he had a bad headache He lay there, caring little whether he wa.Q chucked over-::md that he felt decidedly sick. board or not. In fact, he was growing more ill every moment. But Rake, having followed his victim, did not propose However, he was not left long in ignoranrn of his situto allow the boy to lie around like a log. ation. He gripped him by the jacket and yanked him to his _.\. heavy tread approache d the hole '.rhich admitted the feet greasy-looking light. 'l'hen he shook him as a terrier might a rat. A pair of heavy sea boots, follow e d by a huge form en"Come now, none of that; d'ye hear? I'll knock the e:ased in flabby trousers and a pea jacket, dropped through seasickness out you in three shakes of a lamb's tail. I the scuttle hole. owe you somethin' for spilin' that little job of mine in Then an ugly countenance topped by a woollen cap, came J ayville, you moiikey you! You spilled bilin' water into into >iew, and the much-dreaded Hake was glowering down my face, and you kin bet your life I'm gain' to make you upon the boy in a stooping fa s hion, for the ceiling was low sweat for it." and it was not possible for him to stand uprig4t. Bert was feeling so dreadful that he hung like a wet Ile looked for all the world like some hideous spider rag in the rascal's grasp. about to pounce upon a defenceless fly caught in its web. Rake dragged him along the deck and threw him in a "So you're awake, are you?" quoth the one-time burglar, heap at the base of the dredging apparatus. smacking his bloated lips over the object of his enmity. "Lie there, if you will, till I get ready to attend to you "I'm not quite sure whether I am or not," replied Bert, Then he walked aft ancl sank down into the cub by-like with a listlessness produced by an overnight clos e of chloroc abin appropriated by the skipper of the Polly. form. A couple of the crew, who. had dimly observed Rake's be" Aren't you?" said Rake, with a hideous grin. "Then haYior through the fog, which partially obscured the deck I'll have to wake you up." of the sloop and entirely blotted out the waters of the bay, V\liereupon he grabbed up a stout l e ngth of inch r o pe, drew about the miserable boy and looked down upon him and with a swing brought it down \rith consi ( 1erable force with a kind of pity. upon the lad's limbs. They knew to a certain extent what he was up against-It was a cruel blow, and it caused B ert to scream with the back-breaking, soul-sickening slavery of the illicit pam. oyster dredger, the pirate of Chesapeake Bay. "You're awake now, I reckon," the 111an. "Get up, or I'll giYe you another taste of it," and he made a CHAPTER IX. threatening motion as if about to repeat the dose. "Please don't," begged the boy. "I. feel dreadfully s ick." "You won't feel no better stayin' h e re, even if I allowed you to--which I won't. Get up and. into them clothes of your'n, or you kin guess what'll happen to you." "Where am I?" groaned Bert, making an attempt to obey. THE FIGHl' ON THE CHES.A.PEAKE. One of the most miserable objects in the world, even nm1er the most favorable conditions, is a seasick person; but when to the miseries of the malady is added a condition of refined persecution at the hands of a brutal enemy, the reader may have a slight of what Bert Hawley suffered during the next few hours. "Where are you? Aboard the dr e dger Poll: : ' "On board a Yessel ?" "Well, I call her a sloop; p'rap s you th ink steamer?'' and he gri1med diabolically. The boy had. never been upon rough water before in his a "Then I've been kidnapped/' moaned the boy in despair. "My dream was true." "If dreamed you was kidnapped it warn't no lie. You're gain' ter help us work the dredgin' machine when we fish fer eyesters, and you're gain' to git no wage_s, but as many thumps as you kin stand if you doesn't work lively." Dlll'ing these choice remarks of the disreputable Rake Bert had been literally dragging on his garments. He was so ill he could scarcely stand, but reeled about like a drunken boy. He not at sea, i(is true; but rough inland waters will lay one out with an acute attack of what the French call rna1 cJe mer (literally sickness of the sea) as effectually as the broad Atlantic. Bert, however, came out of his physical trouble quicker than he would haYe done had he been permitted to remain below in the bunk. A rope's end, frequently applied to his limbs with :fiend ish delight by the rascal Rake, kept him on the move, and the seasickness soon dwindled in comparison. All this time the Polly was creeping down the bay under the fog to of the oyster-beds which the skipper of the

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WHEJ!:L OF FORTUNE. sco o p pr o posed to des poil for his own profit, in ope n defianc e of the law. He had arm s aboard, whi c h he proposed to u s e again s t the lawful w ork e r s of the fie ld if, a s was probabl e the y would attempt t o d rive him awa y S ho r tl y after dinn e r the s kipper of the Polly judged by hi s s oundin gs that h e h a d arrived in a favorable locality for hi s bu s iness, and the crew was fir s t set to work wit h t o n gs, and, re sults pro v ing sati s factor y the dredging mach i n ery w a s put in operati on; and then Bert got his first t aste of wha t was in sto1: e for him. "W"e"ve hi t a fin e b ed," r ema rk ed th e b oss of the outfit in hi g h g lee a s the o y s t e rs w e r e scraped up in great abun dance. "Be t cher li f e rep lied Rake, who to b e at hom e i n t h e b u s i ness "If the fog' ll only keep up we'll have a lo<1d in n o time W o rk, you little ntonk e y work!" h e yell e d at Bert, flouri s h in g the rope h e held in hi s han d as a gentle rem i nder of w h at. t h e b o y mi ght expect in case he allowed his e n e r g ies to fla g for a single moment. And Ber t ere l o n g bega n to wond e r if the r e was anything haru e r i n th i s w or l d t h a n oys t e r dred g ing und e r a brutal m aste r. A t five o 'clock t h e wind veered around to another quart e r ancl t h e fog began to lift. In twenty m i nu tes it was a s clear a s a b e ll, with the wind d ro p ping. A l a rge rowboat w a s b e arin g down on the m fro m the p oint of land u nd e r the lee of whi c h they h a d been st e a l i n g the oyst e r s. "He r e they come, my bullie s !" shouted the captain of the Poll y taldn g his glass from hi s e y e s "There 's six in t h a t boat, and they'v e got s e v eral s hotguns. W e 've got to s e e 'em and 'em kitin' where they cam e from." H e di sap peared below and s oon came back on deck again with a n arm f ul of s hotguns. The m e n grabbed a gun apiece and pre pared to resist the enemy. "Here, y ou youn g s ea-cook!" cried Rak e ; "take hold of that s hootin' iron, and see that you u s e it w h e n the time c o mes, or it' ll be the worse for you; d'ye under stand?" A glaring eye and the tickling qualities of the rope's end comp elle d the boy to obey. But hi s blood was up, and had Rake been half-ob s ervant of the indic ations he would h ave seen danger in the boy's eye. C le a r out o f her e you dern pirates!" s houted a voice f rom the bow of the boat. "We'll g o wh e n we git good and ready repli e d the cap tain of the Polly, m a king a funnel of his two hands. The man in the bow of the boat turned around and s aid somethi n g to hi s c ompanions. They sto ppe d ro w i n g i m d lay on their oar s jus t out o f ran ge,. whil e the s teer s m a n fire d a r e volver in the air. Thi s ap p e a r ed to b e a s i g n a l to the s hore, for pre s ently oth e r men, who h a d been ga th e rin g on the beach, ran to a hut, an d a rming themselves with s hot g uns, crowded jnto a s e cond boat, pushed off, and rowed out to join their comrades. This di s play o. force did not intimidate the s kipp e r. H e mutte r e d a n oath, r a ise d the rifle he held in his hand s a nd, tak ing delib e rate aini at the fir s t boat, fired. The strok e o a rsm a n half aro s e in his s eat and clapped hi s ha nd to hi s right arm, his oar s lipping from his grasp and dri fting away. The s hot, howe ver, did not stop the pro g res s of the boat, which was a iming for t he s loop's s t ern, while the second boat was making a bee line for her bows. The attacking party was soon within musket range, and the cre w of the Polly opened fire with their shotguns. The m e n in the boa t s s topped rowing and returned the fire vig orously. "Why, don't you s hoot you little monkey?" roared Rake, with an oath r a i s ing the stock of his gun to strike Bert. But jus t the n a s lug tore a livid gash in his cheek and he dropped hi s w ea pon with a roar of pain and clapped his hand s to hi s face Bert sei zed Rak e 's gun and with his own retreated to the h e el of the bows prit. With his own shotgun he fir e d both charge s in rapid s u c cess i on clos e abov e the heads of the c r e w thus divert ing t heir aim and thoug hts from the onco m i ng b o at s Pitchiilg his gun ove rboard, he g r abbe d up Rake's wea pon and firEld at the s k i p per's arm a s he was l e veling his Winchester for the sixth time. The r ifle f e ll to the cle c k with a ringin g s ound, and the c a ptain of the Polly sfagg er e d and flopped down on his haunches. "Drop your guns," ordered the boy peremptorily to the crew, "or I'll fire right into the crowd of y ou I Firing ceased from the deck of the Polly long for the boats to come up. Then a dozen fellows scrambled on board tjie oyst e r pirate, ani:l the game was up. "Who are you, young f el1ow ?" a s ked the leader of the attacking party whose arm had suffered from the :first rifle s hot and was bound up with a red handkerchief. "My name i s Bert Hawl e y, and I was kidnapped from the Gr eat Oak Manor Farm last night by a pair of the s e rascals, on e of whom owes me a personal grudge." "It's e vident y ou re not one of them, and y our plucky b e havior has largel y contribut e d to the capture of this pirate. You shan' t lo s e a nything by it." The pirates were put unde r arrest, the skipper and Rake being bound, as they looked to be danger o us ruffians t o han d l e as indeed they were. The anchor of the Polly was lifted and the s lo op towed inshore. Bert s oon a s certained that this spot wa8 on the western s ho r e o f l\fary l a nd s everal mile s b e low Baltimor e The boy told o f the vil e treatment he had receiv e d on board from the scoundr e l R ake, di s pl a ying livid brui ses o n his limb s a s e v idence o f th e truth of the story. He re c eived the sym pathy and the admiration of the rightful guardians of t he oys ter b ed. The pris oners were t aken before a county magistrate, and

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l THE "WHEEL OF FORTUNE. 17 o n the strength of the evidence against them they were held for trial and sent to the county jail. Bert was complimented by the magistrate and invited to supper at his residence. Later on a committee from the oystermen called at the magistrate's house and presented the boy with one hunared dollars as a slight testimonial of their appreciation of the plucky services he had rendered them that afternoon. Next morning he took a train for Baltimore. J!'rom there he took the afternoon .boat for Worton creek, whence he walked over to the farm, presenting :imself before Mr. Bates about dark. "Well, upon my word, Bert, where have you been these couple of days?" asked the proprietor of the establishment: "You'll hardly believe me when I give you the particu lars of my remarkable adventure; but nevertheless I've been through the toughest experience of my life in the last forty-eight hours." Then Bert made a clean breast of the affair', and backed his worcls up with a copy of a Baltimore afternoon daily, which reported the scrap between the oyster men and the poachers, giving due credit to Bert, as well as stating in his own words how he came to be on board the pirate. As a matter of course, Bert expanded into a hero during the remainder of his stay on the farm. Everybody on the farm was sorry to lose Bert when, a week later he packed his grip and Bates drove him to Worton station to take the huckleberry train or Clayton, en route for where he had settled upon going. His wages, which Mr. Bates paid him in a lump, amounted to nearly one hundred dollars. Altogether he had tw'o hundred dollars to start out m the world with. CHAPTER X. BERT .ARRIVES IN PHIL.A.DELPHI.A. .A.ND GETS EMPLOYMENT. At Wilmington, Del., Bert changed cars for Philadelphia, and :finally arrived in the City of Brotherly Love, at the Broad Street station, early in the afternoon. He bore a letter of introduction to a cousin of Mr. Bates, a publisher and bookseller on Ninth street, near Chestn-ut. He reached Mr Love's store without any difficulty, and was fortunate enough to :find the gentleman in his office. "I am pleased to make acquaintance, Master .Haw ley," said the pufilisher, after he had read the letter, which was a very flattering one. "Mr. Bates says you expect to loo]{ for employment in this city, with the idea of remain ing here." "Yes, sir," answered Bert, politely. "I should be glad to give you an opening in the store if I had a vacancy. However, I can offer you something that will produce better results, pecuniarily speaking, if you should be successful, than a salesman's position. Be sides, you would be more independent. The amount of your income will depend entirely on your own efforts. We almost always have an opening in our subscription book de' p artment for a bright, energetic lad, of pleasing personality, to take Ol'ders for our serial publications, issued and de-livered in monthly parts. If you think you would like t o make a trial at it, I will introduce you to the manager o f that department, and he will give you an insight into that branch of the business t "If :you really think I might snit you I will be glad t o have a tl'ial." "You have given me the impression that you a r e adapted to interviewing people. You have an inte r esting face, your manner is polite and engaging, and you seem to possess that peculiar magnetic qu" ality which attracts persons to you. "I wasn't aware I possessed so many good q u a l ities, M r. Love," said Bert, with a smile. "I don't think I've mentioned all your good qualities by any means," said the publisher pleasantly. ""JI. you take a liking to the business I am satisfied you will pro v e successful at it. Our best canvassers make as high as thirty dollars and over a week, and if you have it in you there is no reason why you shouldn't do as well in time Mr Love then took Bert upstairs and presented him to Mr. Prescott, the manager of the subscription depar t ment, requesting that gentleman to instruct hi m t h or oughly in the details and pointers of subscription b ook canvassing. . The manager was a bright young man of thirty-five. He had s tarted as a canvasser himself many years before, and by ada ptnbility and strict athention to business hf!d risen to hi s pres ent re s ponsible position He gave the boy the benefit of many wrinkles he had picked up himself in the course of his experience as a can He handed him a printed copy of the stereotyped inst ru c tions to small out-of-town agents. "Read that over very carefully, and consider each point as it is there. presented, and it will be of great advantage to you, a beginner at the business "I will do so," answered Bert. "As you are a stranger in Philadelphia, I will give y ou a pocket map o f the city. This will enable you to familia rize yourself with the names and locations of the streets You had better put in to-morrow walking about town, with a view to getting the lay of the land "I should like to do that :first of all," replied the boy. "Have you got a boarding place yet?" "No, sir; I was going to ask you to direct me as to how I shall :find a reasonably cheap place "I can send you to a friend of mine who will be glad to accommodate you. She is a widow, and lives in Nor th Twelfth street, near Ridge avenue, which runs differently from any of the other streets, cutting diagonally acro1J; the North Side. It makes a junction with this streetwhich is South Ninth.-at Vine street, so that it will be a simple matter for you to :find your way from your home to this office," and the manager indicated the way on the map "You will observe that 'the city is laid out so that the streets run north and south, east and west. This is Market street here. All the numerically named stree t s (which include Fro nt, which is equivalent to First, an d

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' THE WHEEL OF FOHTUNE. --===== == Broad, which takes the place of Fourteenth) cross it. by a half to a mile in wiL1lh, and i,; e ndosetl in fr01rning Those on that side you see arc call e d X orth Secontl, Third, granite 11 alls ri:;ing to a height of from three to six thou etc., while on this side th e same s treets are called South oirnd feet. The 1rnterfalls in the vicinity of this wonderful Second, Third, etc. :\Iarket :;tr c et, like Chestnut-the next : rnlley surpas s in beauty many of the best known and most important street this side of it-not only runs the entire 'visite d ones of Europe. The valley itself is almost one vast length of the city betw e en the Delaware and Schuylkill flower garden." rivers, but croitses the latter by means of a bridge," and "It has been the dream of my life to visit California the manager pointed to the spot on the map. day/' remarked the lady with sparkling eyes, as she "I shouldn't think it would be hard to find one's way listened eagerly to the boy's description. about the city after you once get the hang of it," said "You certainly shouldn't miss it," he replied; "but, Bert, looking at the diagram. next to the actual thin g its elf, this 1rnrk will give you more "It isn't," answered :i\1r. Prescott. "You'll soon get pleasure information on the suLj e ct than anything you used to it," and he refolded the map and handed it to the could pos2 ibly have in your home .. Loy, who put it in his pocket. \Vhereupon the Indy 1ras eas ily ;nducetl to sign a con lf ow," said the manager, "I nm going to put you out tract, and was eager to learn when the numbers already in on our 'Picturesque California,' a work of which we have print would l1e delivered to her. only iss ued six numbers so far. I should like to have you "They will be sent to-morr01r, or the next day at the e:ome here to-morrow afternoon and read up the published latest." munbers and study the prospectus of the whole work, for "Do you 9imow, I had not the slightest intention of sub the purpose of familiarizing yoursc>lf with the s cope of the scribing when you opened your sample copies; but you publication. This will enable you to talk understa.Rdingly really have pre s ented the matter in such an interesting way to th e people you approach for the purpose of getting their that I feel I must have the work." subscriptions." "You will never regret taking it, I assure you, madam.'' "Very well, sir." answered Bert, with one of his captivating smiles as he "I will now prepare a letter to Morgan, of North bowed himself out, so that the lady could not help remark 'l'welfth street, introducing you, and will send a boy with ing as soon as he was out of hearing, "What a nice boy you to show you the way." that is!" A few minutes later Bert left the publishing house un "This is a picture of the Mariposa gr.ave of trees," he der the wing of one of the errand boys of the establishsaid to anoth e r lady fo whom he just been describing ment, en route for his new home. the beauties of the Mariposa Valley. "These trees are of CHAPTER XI. BERT'S FIRST CANVASSING EXPERIENCE. 11everal centuries' i:rowth, and are by far the largest in the world. But, gi g antic as they are in width and height, :>et, besi de and in comparis o n "ith the vast perpendicular clefts of ro cks, they look l ike daisi e s beside a tall pine." Bert Hawley, provided with the compl e te outfit of the "Is it pos s ibl e ? '' exclaimed the lady, opening her eyes serial book canvasser, began his new vocation on Thursday ver y wide. morning in the well-to-do residential section of the city. "Yes, madam. There are forty parts in this work and The boy's pleasant face and ingratiating manners proevery part discloses more wonderful resources of California cured him an interview with the lady of the house in nine than the preceding one s o th6t when you have received -the caliles out of ten. whole s et you wouldn"t part with it for ten times the price Eaah time that he mentioned the purport of his visit, if you couldn't g e t a duplicate." however, he was politely told that the party either did not "But I aan buy it any time, can't I?" want the work, or had something like it already in the "I'm a fr ai d n o t. The expense attending the production house, or gave some other excuse for declining to subscribe. of a work of this rare character compels a publisher to :But Bert was not easily rebuffed limit the edi tion to a certain number of \ets. When these "I would like to show you the samples I have with me," have all been sold-and I ass ure you, madam, they are gohe said to the lady on whom he made his first call; "that ing very fast indeed-it will not be possible to obtain the is if you bave a few moments to spare. California is a work." wonderful country-a country of remarkable contrasts, "I think I had better take it now. then said the lady, ":nadam. 'I'he engravings accompanying this publication, hesitatingly. Jf which there are several, you s ee, in each part, are faith"I c e rtainly would ad v ise to, for the chance may ful reproductions of the originals, p rocured especially for not come again." this work at very great e x pense. Here, for instance is Wher e upon she signetl the contract Bert produced. a Yery fine photo-engraving of th e Yosemite Valley, with "::\fuch obliged, madam. You are o n e of the fortunate the Bridal Veil Falls in the di s tance. The valley is i!itu-one s." J ateJ on the Merced River, in the county of Mariposa, one Bert was really inte rest e d in the 1rork himself. hundred and forty miles from San Francisco, and i s nearly I He had read the 8 ix p arts through, word for word, and in the center of the State. It is about six miles in length, his enthusiasm on the 811 bj ect was so real that he com-...

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'l'HE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. 19 municated it to ]most every one of the ladies on whom he called. His descriptions of picturesque California were vivid and alluring. If he magnified the subject -matt er it was solely because he himself beliernd every word he uttered. From the moment he opened his mouth until he secured -as he did in most cases-the signature of the per11on he addressed the listener was fairly carried away by the fascin ating power of his eloquence And Bert reall y had no idea of the hypnotic influence he was exercising. "Why, this is a cinch," he said to hims elf when he went to lunch with geven Jrders in his pocket. After a good rest he continued his route with renewed zeal. The :first lady he called upon positively declined to look at the sample parts. "I have too much of that stuff in the hou se already," she said, with a forbiddin g smile. But this reception did not chill for a cent. "Of course, if you don't care to look at the work it isn't for me t.o insist that you do so. It wonld really take but a few minutes for me to exhibit a few of the pictures, for instance, and I confess I should like to do so for the purpose of getting the opinion of a lac1y of refinement and good taste. I am introducing this work, which, when com }>leted, will form one of the most remarkable and enfor taining publications before the public, and it is my opinion your criticism would help me with other ladies not so well informed as yourself." "Well replied the lady, impressed l:iy this delicate bit of flattery, "I will look at the pictures if you wish." "I hope that you will lmderstand that I am not not try ing to induce you to rnbscribe, although I am sure your signature on my book would ern1ble me to sell many copies." Bert then opened his package. and selecting what he thou!!ht was the lJE>st o-f the blrnch, began to turn to the illustrations and with m11ch deference asked the lady to give her opinion on their artistic excellence. "It is hard work, manam, to have to point out all these things to the average lady, therefore you will understand how refre s hing it is to me to meet with some one like your self, whose culture enables you to see at a glance what it would take me many moment s to explain and describe. Now we will take this petrified forest here as an example. It is justly regarded as one o-f the great natural wonders of California. Portions of nearly one hundred distinct trees, of great size_, prostrate and scattered over a tract three or four miles in extent, have been found, some on the surface and others projecting from the mountainside. They are supposed to have been silicified by an eruption o:f hot alkaline waters containing silica in solution, from the neighboring Mount St. Helena. "Marvelous!" exclaim ea the lady, interested in spite of herself. "You may well say that, 1madam. California is over run with just such remarkable natural productions. Look at this picture. I am sure you r ecogn ize in this the :famous Geyser Springs, which arc s ituated in Sonora County, in a lat era l gorge of the Napa Valley, called the Devil's Canon, near the Pluton River." -"I have heard of it." "Certainly you have. But moist ladies a.re not so for tunate. I dare say that you know :-1::e a,pproaches to the springs are very impressive, the scenery being finer than anything in the lower Alps." The lady nodded as if she knew all about it. "One great advantage of this work to you, madam, would be the benefit you would have in being so well qualified to describe these pictures to your friends when you showed them. Your husband is certainly a fortunate man." "This seems to be an excellent work. I think I will subscribe for it, after all." Bert had his stylographic pen between her :fingers and: the signature book in front of her before the resolution could grow col cl; then he packed up and got out as soon as possible. CHAPTER XII. CAPTAIN STAGGERBACK. When Bert reported at the office that afterno<>n at five o'clock he found nearly a dozen other canvassers on hand awaiting their turn to put in their accounts for the day. When his turn came he handed his documents to the manager's assistant. The young man counted a dozen signed orders for "Pic turesque California," then looked at Bert and whistled softly. He walked over to the manager's desk and showed him the result of the new canvasser's first day, which, as it ap pear:a, exceeded the returns of the most experienced man in the :firm's employ for the day. :1Tr. Prescott, the manager, wheeled about in his chair and asked Bert to come within the railing. "For a fir st clay's work this is the most remarkable per formance that has come under my observation since I've had charge of this department," he said to the lad. "You are either a born crack -a-j ack at the business or had a most astonishing nm of luck. How did you do it?" "Give it up," smiled Bert innocently. "I simply talked to the ladies for all I was worth, and the books did the rest." "I didn't expect you to turn in more than three orders at the out side," he said. "You made a phenomenal beginning, anc1 have established a record for 3: first day with us. I shall be better able to decide upon your ability as a canvasser after you have put in a couple of weeks at it. It's my opinion that you are a comer; however, time will show. I congratulate you on the start you have made, and trust you will keep the ball rolling. If you do you will soon have a bank account." Bert might ha .ve told him that he had one already, for he had deposited his two hundred dollars in the Beehive Savings Institution. The record made by Bert during his :first full week was

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20 THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. r s o encouraging that both Mr. Preseott, the manager, and come to America on a business visit, with. which I also Mr. Love, the p ubli she r, were satisfied the boy would soon hope to combine I little Your name i s--. ?" become a star ca nvasser. "Bert Hawley." He kept up the good work right a l ong, and as a come-"Thank you. I am pleased to make your acquaintance quence his bank account grew steadi ly, for he acquired no You seem to be a bright young fellow. I presume you are bad habits, though many of hi s companions in the busiwell acquainted with the c ity?" and the military man fixed n ess, taking a fancy to him on account of his genia l, social the boy with his piercing black eyes. ways, tried to induc e him to adopt their free-and-easy "Fairly well, si r. I 've only been here a little over two methods of having a good time. months myself." B e1;t, however, while not acting mean in any way, man"Ab, indeed. You are emp loyed, of course?" aged to stee r clear of the temptations which constantly "Yes, sir." assailed him, and put hi s s p are time in to better advantage "What business-may I ask? than barrooms, sma ll g amblin g resorts, billiard "'l' he subscriptio n book business-our office i s on South ::>aloons, and suc h places frequented by his associates. Ninth street, near Chestnut." H e joined the Young Men's Christian Association, and "I brought a l ette r of introduction to a family on --spent much time in the libraJ'Y and gym na s ium of that instreet,'' mentioning one of the most aristocratic neighborstituti on. hoods in Philadelphia; "but, unfortunately, it was in my He went to c hurch r egula rly every Sunday, and tried pocketbook, with the bulk of my available funds, which to deport himself as a Christian young man sho uld d o was stolen from me in New York the day before yesterday." The o n e sorro w of his was the un certainty as to. the 'Stolen from you!" exclaimed Bert, in s urprise. fate of father. "Yes. Actually in a street car-we call them tram cars on the other nodded the captain. In spite of the treatment he arnl his dead mother bacl "The loss of your pocketbook must have inconvenienced received from Edward Hawley during later yea rs, he could you g r eat ly not forget that the man, however low he may have sunk, "I am practically to use an .American expres-was st ill hi s father, ancl that he hacl been a kind and sion, and shall be obliged to sell several railway bonds I cons iderate parent before adversity soure d an.cl warped hi s disposition and ha.bits. 1 happen to have in my possession, ancl which I did not ex pect to dispose of so soon," said the captain, running his Morgan, t h e widow lady with whom Bert boarded, l d fingers through his whiskers. rn come to like the bright-faced boy very much '' "You ougl1t to be able to do that w1"thout any trouble," The nicest boy I ever saw in my li fe," she assured her r emarked Bert. friends a.ncl acquaintances "He is so smart and so regu-lar in bis h abits that he will make a fine man." "Undoubtedly, for they are readily negotiabl e ; but the B t h awkward part of the matter is just this-I am due in Tren-er w o occupied a sma ll back room, was Mrs. gan's onl y boarder. ton o n a business e n gagement to-morrow, and will not haYe time to get to a broker's, and I need one hundred The g ood lady, however, r ented her best rooms to k dollars right away. I have a certificate of mining stcrc lodgers. for a block of five thousan d shares, which I would put up About this time the sq uare apartment next to Bert's be-as security for the loan of one hundred dollars for ilwentycame vacant; but in a d ay or RO i t was ta ken b.Y a tall, f h four hours, and I would pay a h,rndsome bonus or t e military -l ooking man, with jetb l ack cyeR, a pair of'bushy accommodat i on. Do you think you could induce the land whi skers, and a gold front t o oth. l ady to accommodate me to that extent?" Bert met him in the h a ll the driy afte r arriral, and "I might ask her," said the boy, with some hesitation. the boy returned the very p olite bow the stranger favore d "I wish you would," s'.licl the captain glib l y "Tell her him with. \ I will return her the sum of $125 to-moPTow night. And, That evening when B ert came upstairs after supper he now that I think of it, yol1 might. do me another favor; noticed the new lod ger's door ajar. and it would be a sort of aclclitional securitv for the lady B efore he c ould ge t his room-key out of hiH pocket the shou ld she advance the money in question. I am satisfied strange r op ene d hi s door and, noticing Bert, asked him if that you are an honest boy. I'll entrust you with the sale he would not c0me in. of five of my one hundred dollar rajlroad bonds You can The boy hesitated. di spose of them at the market rate to some broker near Observ in g which, the strange r remarked that, being a your office and brin g the money here to me to-morrow even stranger in Philadelphia, he would take it as a favo r if ing. It will resc.ae me from my :fina n cia l embarrassment. Bert would honor him with his society for a few moments, Will y ou do this fpr me?" as lie would like some i nformati on about the city. "Certainly, if you wish me to, answere d B ert, with his B er t could not Yery well refuse to oblige the gentleman, c u stomary politeness, not a little surprised that a stranger and entered his room. should repose suc h confidence in his honesty on so brief "Sit clown, young man. Let me introduce mvself. I and informal a n acquaintance. am Captain Staggerback, of tlrn British Army, and I have "Thank you," said the British officer, 'picking up a Slllall g :fi S. s c I

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THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. 21 grip within easy reach and opening it. "Here are the :five railway bonds-Canadian Pacific, you see. You can show them to the landlady and tell her you are going to sell them for me to-morrow. Here is the mining stock certi:ficate-the Jumbo mine, of Cripple Creek. I am hold ing it as an investment T e ll the lady to retain it as security for $125, which I engage to return her to-morrow night." If Bert had any misgivings as to the prop'riety of asking Mrs. Morgan to loan her new lodger one hundred dollars on a security of whose actual value he was ignorant, the possession of the :five Canadian Pacific bonds reassured him; and convinced the boy that the British captain was honest in his effort to raise the money he wanted. But then the boy did not know as much about the cap tain as he found out later on. He went downstairs and interviewed the widow, who happened to have the money in the house and was willing to lend it to her lodg e r on the representations of Bert Indeed, she would have let the boy had it on his mere word alone, as she was thoroughly assured of his i::itegrity; but in this case she took the certi:ficate and put it away in a bureau drawer, while Bert carried the money upstairs to the captain. "I shan't forget this favor," said the gentleman, as he stowed the notes away in his vest pocket. "Will you come out and have a drink with me?" "Thank you; but that is something I don't indulge in," r eplied Bert. "X o ?" said the cap tain, raising his eyebrows as if he were surprised "Perhaps you are right to keep away from it. We military men are accustomed to crooking the elbow With considerable frequency "I am opposed to liquor because I hav e seen a great deal too much of its evil effects. Some people may stand it all right, but there are others which it brings to ruin The boy was thinl
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THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. "Good gracious!" gasped Bert. professional criminal, madam," replied the detective "So ('Don't be alarmed, young man. We have no doubt of he told you he was going to Trenton and would be gone your innocence of any attempt to deceive us. The rascal all day?" simply took advantage of your unsuspecting nature." "Yes, on business of great importance." Bert was staggered to think he had been acting as a.n "I imagine he hasn't left the city. He will probably agent for a thief, or maybe his accomplice. turn up this evening in the expectation of receiving the "And I thought I was too smart to be taken in by such five hundred dollars, or tjiereabouts, from the sale of those a game as that," muttered the boy, in a tone of disgust. "I five bonds: If he does, I shall be on hand to make his guess I haen't cut my eye teeth yet." acquaintande." In the course of fifteen minute s the detective appeared, "And do you think I will get that hundred dollars back and Bert "as subjected to what he considered a most huwhich I lent him?" asked the widow anxiously, for the loss miliating interview. was a serious one to her "You needn't be s o cast down, Hawley," said the detec"I'm afraid there's little chance of that, s o far as he is tive. "Pretty clever people are foole d every day by the concerned. He>wever, don't worry about it. Your young simplest of methods. In fact, the more innocent-looking boarder, Mr. Hawley, told me he intended to ma:ke your the sch eme the easier they tumble into the trap." loss good, as he said it was through him you were induced "But I can see a dozen reasons now why I ought to have to part with your money." suspected Captain Staggerback," repli e d Bert, feeling as if "What, Bert?" he wis hed he could have the pleasure of kicking himself. "Yes, I think that's his first name." "That's because you now see the bogus captain in a di!"Oh, I wouldn't think of taking it from him, sir. He's ferent light. He simply had you hypnotized last night." the nicest young man I ever had in my house-a perfect "Hypnotized!" little gentleman. I don't hold him responsible for it," she "It amounted to the same thing, didn't it? He peranswered, with some warmth. suaded you to do something which, under ordinary circum"You must settle that question between you, madam. I stances, your common s ense would have stopped you from think you had better let me see that mining stock cer doing. He talked you into believing he was all he repretiP.cate." sented himself to be.'1 Widow Morgan got it from her bureau drawer. "That's what he did," admitted the boy. "He just "Hum! Five thousand shares, eh? Jumbo Gold and worked me to the queen's taste, and I hate to think what S ilver Mining Company, of Cripple Creek. Offices of the an easy proposition I was." company at Tremont street, Denver, Colo. Handsomely "You'll have your revenge after we have landed him in engraved, isn't it, I don't beliey e it's worth jail you are called upon to identify him." the paper it's printed on. I'll take this with me and com"I am afraid Mrs. Morgan is likely to lose the one m unicate with the D e nver authorities. If the company is hundred dollars she loaned him at my request." not a wildcat, as I strongly suspect it is, we shall probably "It is probable she will." be able to find out if this certificate has been reported to "No, she won't," spoke up Bert, with sudden resolution. the company as lost or stolen, in which case we will be able "I'll pay it back to her myself. She wouldn't have let a to trace its rightful owner comparative stranger like him have so much money on Captain Staggerback failed to turn up at his l o dging s uch doubtful security as a certificate of mining stock if p lace that night, and the detective's presence in the h o use I hadn't asked her to and showed these bonds, the proceeds failed of results. of which I believed would fully secure her in any case. I In fact, nothing further was hea.rd of the so-called sha ll stand the loss as a lesson to be more careful in the captain. future." To account for this we may l'IS well inform the reader "The certificate of mining stock is not mentioned among that the brilliant captain had just been a littl e to o sma r t the securities s tolen from the banker. It was either lifted to be caught. from somebody else or it is worthless I fancy the latter Instead of going to Trenton, which had never been his to oe the case, as there is a lot of that kind of stuff floating intention he simply removed his musj;ache and whiskers, around." made a few other simple changes in his attire after he left. Mrs. Morgan was very much disturbed when the detective his lodgings that morning, and then waited until Bert called upon her that morning and opened her eyes as to the came out. true character of her new lodger. He shadowed the boy down to his place of business, "I ought to have insisted on having a reference when waited until he reappeared on the street, followed him to he came here, but he was such a smooth talker ancl had the broker's, saw him leave that place with a messenger, such a air that really I was persuaded he and then began to scent trouble. was perfectly respectable. So the man i s really a thief?" He hung about, however, until Bert returned, and as she add ed, with some indignation, as she thought of how soon as he saw the boy was detained at the broker's office i;;he had been taken in. he was satisfied that the game was up, and he took the "He is certainly what we may call a crook-that is, a first train out for New York.

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THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. 23 Bert drew one hundred dollars from his savings bank and 'and in the natural order of things you would hardly benefit insist ed on :Mrs. 1Iorgan accepting it. by this custom. But it happens that you have demon She strongly objected, much as it meant to her; but the strated an unusual :fitness for this business Such being boy would not take "no," for a i: answer, and she :finally the case, together with the fact that we have ample evi yieltled the point, declaring that Bert was everything that dence of your honesty, reliability, and unexceptionable hab her fancy could picture its, we desire to show you-an opportunity having occurred A month later the Jumbo certificate was returned to the that we thoroughly appreciate a capable and conscientious widow with the information that there was no evidence that employe \Ve propose to send you to New Yark next week it had been stolen from anybody; that while the mine was to take charge of our agency there, temporarily made va a genuine one, the stock had :rio market value, and had cant by the illness of o u r resid ent manager." never been quoted at higher than one cent a share when To say that Bert. \ras astonished at this proof of l\Ir. first exp l oited Love's confidence woul d be putting i t quite mild. Mrs. Morgan turned it over to Bert, who pu t it away He was completely tongue tied for the moment, and in the bottom of his tnmk as an object l esson for his future coul d only sit and stare-in what h e afterward recalled to g u idance. be a very foolish fashion -at the head of the house. CHAPTER XIV. CLIMBING THE LADDER OF SUCCESS The Christmas holidays had come around. By this time Bert Hawley had given the most flattering assurance of his success as a s e rial book canvasser. His substantial bank account showed sol id evidences of this, as well as the prudent manner in which he had taken care of his income. He was a shining example of a thrifty and upright young fellow, who always had an eye out for the future ancl whose character was stable enough to enable him to avoid the temptations that lie in the way of those whose lot is cast in a big city. Mr. Love, the publisher, had watched his pro g ress with much interest. "The boy certainly deserves all the encouragement I can give him," he remarked, on the afternoon of Christmas Eve to his subscription manager, Mr. Prescott, after he had submitted a proposal to that enterprising young gentle man with a view to his concurrence. "You couldn't do better at the presen t time," replied 1fr. Prescott, nodding his heacl approvingly. "That boy is a wonder in the business. I don't know exactly how pe cloes it, but I think it is the taking way he has about him that impresses the people with whom he comes in contact. I am sensible myself that he has a large amount of personal magnetism -and that is the best capital a man can have in this line You are making no mistake, I am sure, in advancing him to the position in question Whi l e he may be lacking in experience, his natural business capacity will to a great extent make up for that. At any rate, it is worth the trial." And so when Bert returned that afternoon from his day's labor he was told that Mr. Love was waiting t o see him in the office. "It is our practice at the close of the year to make our employes some little aclmowledgment of our appreciation of their work during the past twelve months, proportionate to their ability and faithfulness," began the publisher. "It usually takes the form of a sum of money, b u t in a few cases it means promotion to a better position in our rrn ploy. You have been with us but a matter of three months, "I trust you have no objection to falling in with tile views we have formed for your advancement in our ser vice?" said the publisher, with a smile. "I hardly know what to say, sir," began Bert, with a hesitation unusual with him. "Of course I feel both grati fied and delighted with the idea of getting ahead in busi ness; but I am not sure I am quite competent, aftoc so short an experience, to fulfil the expectations you have probably formed of my ability to fill the position." "I don't think you need worry about that, Bert," re turned Mr. Love, with a reassuring smile. "We don't often make a mistake in our estimate of our employes. It is true you have been with us but a short time, but it has been long enough to show what your capabilities are in our line Some men never get b e yond a certain mark. They may be as faithful and conscientious as you are, but, unfortunately for themselves, they possess no unusual ta l ent, and that is something which must be born in the man You, on the other hand, show a latent capacity which ne eds only the opportunity for it to develop itself It would be hard for me_to prophesy just what your limit is: The world is overcrowded with average men; but the individual who can earn $10,000 a year and over is not s o common, and I may say is always in demand. You might think there are a lot of such men in America to-day 11he n you look at the handsome houses in all our big cities which only a rich man can afford to live in. But compare them in number with the masses who labor for a mere pit t a nce a nd then you will begin to under stand what I mean." listened to the foregoing very truthful statement \rith respectful attention, assuming that Mr. Love's remarks ml1sf be based on facts "An d now, Bert," conc l uded the publish e r, "I presume you accept this promotion we offer you?" "Certainly, sir. If you are satisfied to try me in so r e sponsible a position, I can only say that I am de eply grate ful to you for the opening and that I will do the very best that lies in me to merit your confidence." ""' e are fully satisfied of that, Bert. You may there fore make your preparations for moving to New York, for a time, at least. Mr. Prescott will give you such instruc tions as he thinks necessary." Mr. Love then stated what Bert's salary and commission

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I 2-:l: 'l'HE WHKEL O.F .FORTLJNE. would be in his ne position, and the finan c ial bilitic s of the agc11c y :athc r s urprised the boy. possithat a portion of upper Broadway 1ras includxd within its limits. He began to see Yisions of a swell bank account. '"l"bat will be all now. I congratulate you on the ad vancement and wish you 1a Merry Christmas." "And I wish you the same, Mr. Love, and th:i.nk you sincerely for the promotion." Mrs Morgan was very sorry, indeed, to lose Bert She had grown atta c hed to the lad, who brought a genia l glow into the modest little home every time he entered it. ''I am very glad to know you are succeeding so well in business, Bert. I couldn't feel more interested in you if you were really my own son," said the good lady, wiping the t e ars from her eyes. "I shall miss you very much indeed. You were s uch good company for me, and I have been b\lilding liopes on your passing the winter evenings in our dining -room, which woul d have been all the brighter for your presence. But we can't always have things as we would wish them in this world. You must write to me often, Bert. I want to know how you are getting on and how you like New York, which is a bigger and, if I must saY. it, a much more wicked city than Philadelphia I have heard some awful stories of that place, and our newspapers always seem to have some story of a crime committed in New Y orlf. I almost tremb l e to think of you going there as a stranger. Y will be care ful of yourself, won't you Bert? The boy assured her that he would keep a bright look out against the snares constantly set for the feet of the u nwary. The day after New Year's Bert took an early train over the Pennsylvania road, arriving in Jersey C i ty about ten o 'clock. He crossed the Hudson by the D'esbrosses Street ferry which landed him within a shor t distance o f C a n a l st reet. Boarding a car, he rode t o Broadway, down which stree t he had only a block or so to walk, for t h e age ncy of J o h n Love, the pub li sher, was o n t he t hird floor of a. B r o ad w ay building. The young man in c h arge h ad been dul y adv ised of hi s eomi ng, and welcom ed him with great p oli te n ess; but h e undoubtea l y was s u rprised a t t h e youthfu lness of h i s new principal. Bert spent the g r eater part of the day getting i n touch with the methods of h i s p r edecessor and w i t h t h e gen e r a l run of work of the b r anch. He left early to look up a boarding-place in a part o f the city r ecommended by his chief assistant. He found what' he judged would sui t him in Madiso n avenue, near Forty -second street, and going to a t r ansfe r company on Broadway near Twenty-third street l e f t t h e check of his trunk and orde r e d i t to be del ivered to his new home. Bert found New Y ork t o be a liv e l y to w n wit h no lack of amu s ements at n ight. He had heard a great deal about that spr ig htl y region k nown as the Ten d erloin, an d was rath e r s urpri s e d to. find Before he was long in New York he found that the Tenderloin was not necessarily dangerous to a man content to view it from the sur face. '111is encou r aged him to talrn i n the famous Bowery, which, howeve r i s b u t a mer e shado w n o w of what it o nce was. His office assistant accompanied him on this trip, which began with a visit to the Thalia theater, where he saw a popular young actor in a good play, and he enjoyed the performance exceedingly. At the first opportunity, as the quickest way of seeing the sights of New York, he invested a couple of dollars :i:n a trip on one of the big automobiles, which toured the c,ity from Twenty thi r d st r eet down, and felt that h i s time was not wasted. Although he liked to take in a theater occasionally, he en joyed his visits to the Academy of Design, o n Fourth avenue; also the M riseum of Arts and Sciences and the Museum of Natural History in the upper part of the city. O n e thing that particuJarly pleased him was that the main building of the Y. M C. A. was located within a couple of blocks of his house, and he lost no time in connecting himself with it, having a letter of introduc tion from the secretary of the Phil ade l phia i nstitution. Bert's management of the New York branch of J ohn Lore gave every satisfaction at the home office, and he re ceived occasional l etters of encouragement and commenda tion from both Mr Love and Mr. Prescott His p redecesso r had gone to Florida, and there seemed to be no immediate prospect that his failing health would permit him to return and resume the reins of govermnent on Broadway s o tha t Bert h a d ever y chance of r emaining a fixture. He introd uced impr o vement s in the c an v ass w hi c h en l a r ged the b u s i n ess, a nd thi s of course, m a d e a corre s p o nd i ng inc rease i n his income. Everyt h i n g was goi n g on swi m m i n g ly, an d t h e boy w a s as happy as a young fe llo w of hi s 'age a n d vig o rous h ealth c o u l d well be, when someth in g o ccur r ed -as unexpected as a fl.ash of lightning from a clear sky-which almost b r ought his prosperous career to an untimely close. CHAPTER XV. IN THE HANDS OF TUE PIIILISTIKES. "Why, Bert Hawley, is it possible this is you?" It was silvery voice of a very gir l of six teen charmingly attired, who had just stepped out of the private entrance of the Hotel N ormandie. T h e hour was eight the evening, an d th e young l a dy w h o was acco m p a n ied by a d udis h y o ung fe ll o w o ne y e a r her sen i o r was evidently bou n d for some p lace of am u sement. Bert, who had the ai r of a prosperous New Yorke r t urn e d i n great surp rise and recognize d H e l e n P otts Miss Hel en!" he e xcla im ed, seizing h e r hand with un dou bted w axmth. : s E

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THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. "Are you really glad to see me?" the girl asked, with a shy demureness that well became her. "Am I? Can you doubt it?" he asked, with an earnest eagerness that could not be mistaken. "No, I don't doubt it, you ridiculous boy!" Then she stopped in some embarrassment, for she now recognized the fact that Bert was a different l ook ing boy to what he was the last time she had seen him on the morning of his departure from Jayville. "vVhy, how well you look she added, i n a confused way. "Do I?" said Bert. "I'm glad you think so "Why, you look ever so prosperous, and," with a b l ush, "just too handsome for "I'm afraid you're laughing at me, Miss Helen." "Not at all. I meant what I said. Have you made your fortune already?" "Well, hardly," smiled Bert; "but I am bound to say I am getting along very nicely "Jonas;" she said, turning to her brother, who stood im patiently as}de chewing the head of his dapj!Jr little cane, "haven't you anything to say to Bert Young Potts stared at Bert and, then nodded supe r c ili ously He had observed that the boy he had never liked was well dressfd and looked a bit up in the world, as compared with what he had been in J ayville; but for all that he wasn't quite prepared to admit that Bert was anywhere near as important in the world as himself. The fact that his father, Lawyer Potts, had recently made a good deal of money from some fortunate invest ment had caused Jonas to "feel his oats" more than ever "We were just going to the Hippodrome Couldn't I persuade you to walk just a little way with us?" asked H e l en, "ith a glance at Bert which carried the boy into the seventh heaven of clc1ight, for if there was one person in the wide world Bert thought an awful l ot of, that person was Helen Potts. I will be pleased to clo so," he answered with alacrity J onas turned up his nose; but his displeasure did not c o u n t and the three young people, all natives of J ayville, V a., started off together "I'm just dying to hear aii the news. I don't know what I o ught to do with you, Bert," bubbled Helen Potts; "you h aven't written half as regularly as you promised to clo. Th e last I heard from you, you were in Philadelphia sell in g books-I think thai is what you said you were doing Have you given that up?" Not exactly,'' replied the boy "I have been promoted Bu t I wrote you all about my good luck a week after I came to New York," he adcled, in surprise. "I 'm snre I didn't get yom letter, then, I am en tire l y in the clark as to yom having come to this city. Wl1en did you come?" "At the first of the yoo.r." "Is it possible! And this i R : M av. When I didn't hear from you for so long a time I began to that either som ething had happened to you or that you had found some y oung lacly you liked better than me," with an arch look. "That can never be, Miss Helen," responded Bert, gravely "You ridiculous I beg your pardon," blushing, "you really must excuse my--" "There is nothing to excuse, Miss Hel en. If you will only continue to treat me in the same old way it will give me gieat "You are very k ind to say that, Bert. Perhaps I ought to call you Mr. Hawley now, but--" "I hope you won't," he answered hastily "Well I won't if you really prefer that I should not." "I much prefer, Bert-from you." She blushed again and did not say anything more fer a moment or two; then her embarrassment wore off and they were soon chatting gaily At length they arrived at the Hippodrome. "I wish you would come in," she said, with some earnest ness. "Don't you think you could get a seat next to us?" "I'm afraid not. The only chance would be to make an exchange with a speculator; but I have no right to ask you to do that.'' "If you could get three seats together I should very much prefer to have you get them. Jonas, hand our tickets to Bert." Jonas did so grudgingly, for he saw his sister would not be d eni eel. By the paym ent of a couple of dollars Bert exchanged the reserved seats for three others similarly situated, and the young couple enteTed the place of amusement. I am afraid the show, delightful as it was; was less e njoyed by Hele n and Bert than the fact that they were in one a nother's c ompany. At l e n gth the performance was over and they came ou t of the house. A tall, dark-complexioned man, with piercing black eyes and a slight mu s tache who was watching the audience dis per s e noticed Bert, and gave a slight start. Then he walked briskly up to the three young people and said: "Have a carriage?" Bert was abont to refuse, when Jonas said: "How much for two to the Hotel N ormanclie ?" "Two," said the dark man glancing at each rapidly. "You mean three, Jonas," interposed his sister. "Fifty cents apiec e," said the man quickly, leading the way toward a "night owl" which was standing a few steps away. Jon as gave a snort, for his plan to separate his sister from Bert had been nipped in the bud. Rael Bert been better a c quainted ":ith ew York he certainly would hare hesitated entrusting himself and c om panions to a "night owl" carriage, for they have a shady reputation. But, as it was, he did not happen to be up to snuff in this particular, and so permitted the man, at whom he had merely glanced, to hand them all into the carriage and shut the door with a bang. The darkcomplexioned man then beside the

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.. 26 THE WHEEL OF FORT U NE. driver, whispered in hi s ear, and in anothe r moment the vehicl e drove away from the c urb. The cab proceeded rapidly down Sixt h avenue for several blocks and the n turned into a sid e st reet toward the east. .Jonas was the first to :::10tice that the vehicle was taking an un common ly lon g t im e to reach the hotel, although it was going a t a s mar t rate. 'c he open the door and s houted to the driver. T h e j c hu pr e sently pulled up near the curb and the dark m o n fro m his perch 'I c:r.y, whe re are you taking u s to?" asked Jon.as, put-t in g hi;; foo L on the carriage s tep H otr 1 X orma ndi e," replied the man Isn't that w h ere :--u u want to go?" Y cs ; but--" Tl:c 1rnrds w ere choked back by the jerk he received as le was landed o n the sid ewalk "Hand over your watch and money!" c ri e d hi s assailant, in u low, tense tone, "or I'll blow the whole top of your sconce off," and Jonas f elt the cold muzzle of a revolver pressed agains.t his temple The driver, in the meantime, had descended on the opposite s id e and opening the other door, h e ld Bert and B e l e n s p e llbound with a big bulldog revolv e r, which he swore he'd use if they utte r e d a sound The dark featur e d man was about to turn on Bert when a policeman s udd e nly appear ed, running from the opposite of the st reet. hawk!" exclaim e d the driver, s lamming the ca1 riage door and leaping to hi s seat The accomplice was quick to take the alarm. He pu s h e d Jona s away, jumped into the hack, and s lammed the door just as tl ;e driver lashed hi s animal into OH.APT.ER XVI. now BERT FOU:c-rD UIS When B ert recorcrcd liis sen ses he found hims e lf in a dark, noisome place, which had all the appearance of a cella r Th ere was not a s in g l e apertiue in the walls to admi t e ith e r light or air from the outside. On a beer b arr e l s tanding in the middle 6f the floor was a ligh ted cand l e end s tuck between three nails that pierced a piece of wood. It served hardl y more than to make darkness v i sible. "For heaven's sake, wher e am I?" he exclaimed i n s ur pri se, as he r aised himself on on e elbow. Then recollection asserted itself and the struggle in the cab fl.ashed throu g h his mind. "Where have they taken me and what do they mean t o do with me?" Of c ourse were conundrums he could not solve "And Helen what have they done with her?'> This reflection was more di s tressing to him than the contemplation of his own condition. While he was considering these matters the door which opened into the place moved on its hinges, anii a ma n entered It was the tall da r k man with the mustache and black eyes. "Woke up, have you?" he said to Bert, with a peculiar s mile which exposed a large gold tooth in the center of his mouth He s tood nea r the candle, and the boy had a good view o f him "Captain Stagge r back he ga s ped a run. "Ho! I see you know me, aft e r all," grinned the bogus The policeman, seeing he was too late, pounded on the officer. pave ment with hi s nightstick and started full run after the "You attacked m e in the cab las t night fleeing vehicle "Yes ; and a rather tough propo sition you were I had Whil e this was going on B ert had recovered his pres-to give you a clip over the h ea d to quiet you. ence of mind and grappled with the man who had entered "You g ot the best of me, that's e>ide nt. "\Vhat did you the cab. do with the young lady?" Bert asked, anxiousl y The boy was no easy proposition to handle "You ne edn't worry about her. She's a ll right." :Jfonths of hard farm work and subsequent intelligent "How am I t o know that?" gvmna stic practic e had given him muscles of steel. you mind I've someth ingmore important than But he soon found he was at a l' r eat d i sadvantage in the h e r to ta l k about I want t1111t cer tiflcate of mining stock dose sway in g cab, which in c onvenience did not seem to I l e t you have to raiRe one h11ndred doll ars for me from b o the r his companion half as much. Your l a nd l ady in Philade l phia. I've found out that s h e T11 e s trugg le, while it la ste d, was fierce enough, Helen gave it to you. Tell me where vou J ive, and give me a n J,;o kii1g on half dazed with fear. order to be admitted to your room during your absence, The dark man brought matter s to a s udden crisis by pull and when the certificate is in my hands we'11 l et you go." ing out a s lungshot and cracking the boy on the s kull This was certainly a proposition the boy did n ot care with it. to agree to. Such a weapon might easily have infli c t e d a fatal wountl The mining c e rtificate had amounted to nothing, it i s only for the inability of the person who us e d it to strike t rue; but h e d i d not propose to give thi s crook a c h ance out with much strength in the confined space of the cab. t o 1rn t hrough his trunk and room and take a ll he pos The effect was sufficient, however. to effectually stun srssrd. B ert, and h e :r.11 limpl y back on the c u s hion s I "You must think I'm a foo l," repl ied Bert, in a deci d e d At this Helen gave one pi e rcing scream and fainte d j t one.

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THE WHEEL OF FORTUNE. "You'll certainly prove yourself one if you don't accede to my demand," said the fictitious Captain Staggerback. Bert remained silent At that moment another man, rough and unshaven, slouched into the cellar. One glance at him, and Bert gave a shudder of appre hension. The .newcomer was Rake. reckon I've got you this time where you can't give me the slip," he said, in an ugly, threatening voice. "You have done me up twice, and I'm thinkin' it's my turn this trip." "Pshaw! You're not going to touch him if he gives us that certificate of mining stock," said the tall man ha stily, fa.c0ring Rake with a wink which Bert observed. "All right, pardner, if you sav so,'' growled Rake, with a malevolent grin. "But I'll reach him another time, all "All right," returned the dark man, impatiently, and the youth disappeared. "We'll give you a few minutes to think the thing over," grinned the crook to Bert. "All we want is the certificate, which is valuable to us, though not worth as much as your life to you. As soon as we get it we're going to let you go." The two s coundrels passed through ihe secured door; leavin g the boy to very bitter reflections, indeed. He saw nothing but a horrible death before him. "But I shan't die without an effort to save myself," he said desperately. He sprang to the door, and found it was barred as securely as he had supposed it was. Taking the flickering candle, he hurriedly examined the four walls Qf the cellar as a forlorn hope. Not a break was to be seen, not even a single displaced brick. But he found an iron bar standing in one corne r which right." . h d had once upon a time been used to secure a window ehutter. But Bert readily percmved that the OoQ."US captam It was a formidable weapon in the hands of a desperate no inte ntion of keeping f;iith w;tli him imnnm;inohe did person. agree to put him on the scent of the certificate, which the "At least I will sell my life dearly!" cried Bert, as he boy to be .merely a n:se to enabl: _the fellow to seized upon the bar. get rnto his boardmg-ho11se without suspicion, when he At that moment he heard sounds at the door, as if his would probably try to make a clean sweep of the place. enemies had returned. "Ai;e you going to write that note to your land1adv that Stationing himself so that when the doo.r was pifshed I asked for?" asked the big 'crook, producing a fountain open it would conceal him for a moment, Bert waited. pen and a blank card from one of his pockets. The key was turned in the lock, and the person who en" Supposing I won't write it-what then?" answered ter e d was Rake, and he was alone. Bert aggressively. He held the card and stylographic pen in one hand, and "I reckon if you don't write it you'll go into the sewer," his mission was evident. said Rake coarsely. Bert darted upon him and brought the bar down with "The sewer!" exclaimed the boy. a force that stretched the ruffian on the floor. "That's what I said-the sewer." Then he sprang through the opening, and shut and locked "P'raps you have your doubts about it, eh?" chuckled the door, putting the key in his pocket. the dark r11scal. "Well we'll let you have a peep at it. It He was now in a narrow, littered passage as dark as the runs under this building, and it's a mightv handy thing caves of Erebus. (G. to have around when you want to get rid of a body." Feeling his way alon g the rough stone wall, he at length The crook bent down, seized a ring in the fl.Qor, and stumbled against a rude wooden stairway which led to the raised a trap door. upper region. A strong odor immediately filled the place. As he mounted this his ears were saluted with sounds "Jl'etch him over, Rake while I hold the light." of noisy conversation, deadened by the wall of the pa ssage Rake lost no time in getting a firm grip on Bert, and above. then dragged him over to the aperture. The dim light of day filtered through a dirty cobwebbed "Now look down, and you'll see what's waiting for you, window at the end of the passage. unless you write out that little document." At the other end was a door, which looked as if it comWitb. these words he let the trap fall back into its place municated with the street. again and regarded the horror-stricken boy in triumph. "If I can reach that door unobserved," thought Bert, Bert believed they intended to do away with him in any eagerly, "I may be able to make my escape." case, for he knew Rake's feelings toward him were parWith no one in sight this did not present much difficulty, ticularly bitter and that he thirsted for revenge. but when he laid his hand on the knob he found the door He felt there was little hope for escape, and that unless locked, and there was no key. God intervened in his behalf he was doomed. "Hard luck!" muttered the boy, a sense of keen di sap-"Yer wanted upstairs, cullies," said a voice, at this assailing him. juncture. There were two other doors, but both led into the rooms Three pairs of eyes instantly turned toward the door. whence the babel of voices issued, and which, from the There stood a youthful specimen of moral depravity with clinking of glasses, he rightly judged to be a baxroom. the butt of a cigar thrust between his teeth. "What shall I do?" he murmured. 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THE WHEEL O F !' to the second floor will answer my pmpose, and from one reunited pair had a long and earnest talk together, in whie;h of the rooms up there I can drop to the street." each told the other his experiences since they parted in He turned to carry out this plan, when suddenly the J ayville months before. door neare s t to him opened, and he stood face to face with After the attempted robbery of Lemuel Potts' house Edhis other enemy-the so-cal led Captain Staggerback. ward Hawley, in terror of arrest, fled to Baltimore, and The was mutual, and for an instant smprise thence made his way to New York City, where he relapsed held them motiqnless. into a succession of sprees. Then they grappled. The effect of this course, added to past excesses, brought But this time the advantage was with the boy. on an attack of delirium tremens, and Hawley nearly died Besides, he felt he was fighting for his life, and this in the alcoholic ward of Bell evue Ho spital added strength and desperate energy to his sinewy arms. This, with what he saw in Bellevue dming the time he He tore himself from the other's grasp, struck him a was there, worked a reformation in his habits, and, not heavy blow on the face and sprang up the stairway. being a bad man at heart, he resolved not only to switch The crook recovered himself and followed at once. off from drink for good, but to devote his life to the rescue Bert dashed open the first door he came to and rushed of those who were fast going the road to perdition which into thfl room. he him s elf had so narrowly missed. A well-built man lying on a bed sprang to the floor and So he took to the for that purpose. confronted him. After Edward Hawley had learned of his son's business It was a desperate moment for the boy, and then-he success the boy told him the whole story of his last and recognized his father. nearly fatal adventure, in which the man Rake had figured "Bert-my son!" ejaculated the man in amazement. once again. "Father!" "What about this mining certificate these crooks are so Then the door flew open again and the crook entered anxious to get hold of?" asked his father. with flaming eyes "It is worthless," replied Bert and then he explained "Hold that boy!" he exclaimed, seeing the position of the how it had come into his possession. pa:i"ties in the room. "If I were you I'd investigate it. It might be worth "This is my son," replied Edward Hawley, swelling up something after all," suggested his father. to bis six feet of bone and sinew and interposing between Bert ha d no faitli in this idea, but was :finally persuaded the two. "What do you want with him?" to look the matter up. "Your son gasped the rascal, staggered by this unexMuch to his surprise, he found that the mine had repected state of affairs. recently turne d out a winner, a cave-in on the property hav" Yes, and thank God. I've found him again. Bert, my ing revealed an unexpected vein of gold ore of great value. dear boy, will you O'fll your father? I am no longer the In the end Bert sold his stock for one dollar a sha re, wreck and drunkard I ohce was, but a man freed foreYer, realizing the sum of five thousand dollars. thank the Almighty, from the slave ry of rum and the tempBut this good fortune did not come to him until many tation of crime." months later, after he had been fully establishecl as resident "Oh, father, is thi s really so?" cried the boy, joyfully. manager of the New York branch ofthe John Love publish It is." ing business through the death in Florida of the former Bert, c:treless of the danger he was fleeing from, and manager. confident that he could now depend upon his father's strong To-day Bert lives in a fine house in the Bronx, and a arm for protection, embraced his parent. charming young wife, who was Helen Potts, of J ayvillc, The crook, nonplussed, stood back in sullen disappointVa., presides over it; and his fat11er, whom he made his rnent. assistant manager, lives with him and proudly points to There were many reasons why he did not care to attack his son as a bright example of one of America's self-made this man-his known strength, and his reputation in the boys. tough neighborhood, where he had come to be much re-THE END. spected because of his efforts to save men from the effects of drink and crime. "We must leave here at once, father," said Bert, earnestly. To thi s Ed Hawley agreed, and the pseudo Captain Staggerback was unable to prevent their departure. At the nearest telephone station Bert communicated with the Hotel Normandie, and found, to his great that Helen Potts had been returned to the hotel after mid night, but, as he subsequently learned, without her watch, earrings and pocketbook. Bert took his father to his room, and there the strangely Read "NIP AND TUCK; OR, THE YOUNG BROK ERS OF WALL STREET," which will be the next ber (9) of "Fame and Fortune Weekly." SPECIAL NOTICE : All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any newsdealer, send the price in money or postage .stamps by mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies you order by return mail.

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HOW TO EXPLAIN DHEAMS.Everybody dreams, ECHANI AL. from the little child to the aged man and woman. This littl e book No. 29. HOW TO BECOME AN I N VENTOR.-Every boy g ives the explanation to all kinds of drea m s together with lucky should how inventi ons originated T hi s boo k explains the m a nd unlucky Jays, and "Napoleon' s Ora c ulurn the book of fate. all, example!'. in e l ectricity h ydraulics m agnetism optics, No. 28 HOW TO TELL FOR'l'UNES.-Eve ryone is de s irous of pn e um a tics, mechamcs, etc. 'I'he most instructive b o ok p ubli s h e d k nowing what his future life will bring for th, whether happiness or No. HOW TO AN ENGINEJEJR.-Con taining full m isery, wealth or poverty You can tell b y a glan'ce at this little m structions how to proceed m order to b ecome a l ocom ot iv e en b ook. Buy one and be convinced. Tell your own fortune. Tell gineer; a l so directi ons for building a m odel l oco moti ve t o gether t he fortune of your friends. w ith a full description of everything an enginee r shou ldi know. No. 76. HOW TO 'rELL FORTUNES BY THE HA.ND.-No. 57. HOW TO MAKE MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS .-Full Containing rule s for telling fortun e s by the aid of Jines of the hand, d i re c tions how to maki: a B!1njo Viol'in, Z ither, JEo lia n H a rp, Xylo or the secret of palmistry. Also the secr e t of telling future event s phone and other musical mstruments; together with a brief de b y aid o f moles, marks, scars, etc. Illustrated. By A.. Anderson scription of nearly ev ery musical instrumen t used in anc ient or ATHLETI C modern tim es Profuse ly lllustrated. By A l gernon S Fitzgerald, for tw enty y ears bandmaster of the Royal Ben ga l Marin e s No. 6. HOW T O BECOME AN A.THLETE.-Giving full in-No. 59 HOW 'rO MA:KE A MAGIC LANTERN.-Cont aining struc tion fo r the use of dumb bells, Indian c lubs, parallel b a rs, a descripti o n of the lantern,-together with its h istory and in v ention. h orizontal bars and various other met hods of developing a goqd, Al s o full directions for its use and for paint i n g slid e s Handsomely h ealthy muscle; containing over sixty illustrations. Every boy can illustrated. By John Allen. b ecome strong and hea lthy by following the instructions contained No. 71 HOW TO DO MECHANI CA L TRICKS.-ContainilJg i n this little book. complete instru ctions fo r performing o ver si x ty Mechanical Trickll. No. 10 HOW TO BOX.-The art of self-defense made easy By A. Anderson Fully illustrated. Containing ove r thirty of guards, blows, and the dirf e r WRITING. ent positions of a good boxer. Eve ry boy should obtain one of c. t hese usefu l and instructive books, as it will teach you how to box No. 11. HOW TO WRITEJ LOVE-LEJTTEJRS.-A most com without an instructor. plete little book, conta ining full directions for writing love-letters, No. 25. HOW TO BECOME A GYMNAST.-Containing full and wh e n to use them, g i ving spe cimen letters fo r you n g and old. instructions for all kinds of gymnasti c sports and athletic exercises No. 12 HOW T O WRITEJ LETTERS TO LADIES.-Giving Embracing thirty -five illustrations. By Professor W. Macdonald. compl e te instructions fo r writing letters t o l a d ies on all subjects; A handy and useful book also of introduction, notPs and requests 34. HOW '1'0 FENCE.-Containing full instruction for No . 2;4. HOW. TO. WRITE l:l!JT'l'ERS T O GEN TLEMJ!lN fencmg and the use of the broad swo-:-d also ins t ruction in arche ry. 1 Contammg fu ll d1rect10ns for wr1tmg to gentle m e n on all subJects ; Desrribed with twenty-one practical i 'llustrations, givi n g t h e b est a lso giving sample letters for instrurtion. positions in fe n cing A complete book. No. 53 HOW TO WRITE L E'ITEJR S .-A. wonderful little book. telling yo u how to write to you r sweeth eart, your father, TRICKS WITH CARDS. mothe r sister, brother, employer; and, in fa c t, eve r y body and anyN o 51. HOW TO DO THICKS WITH CARDS.-Oontainin g body you wish to write to. FJver y y o ung man and every young e xp lanations of t'he general principles of sleight-of-hand applicable lady in the la n d s'honld hRv P t his hoo k to card tricks; of card tricks with ordinary cards, and not req uiring N o 7 4. HOW TO WRITE LETTFJRS CORRECTLY.-Con sl eig.ht-of -hand; of tricks invo l ving sleight-of-hand, o r the use o f tain ing f u ll i nstructions for writing l e tters on almost any subject; specially prepar ed c ards. B y Prof essor H affne r. Illustrate d. als o rule s for punctuation and c omposition, with specimen letters.

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THE STAGE. No. 4-1. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK END MEN'S JOKE BOOK .-Containing a great variety of the latest jokes used by the mmplcte guide to love, courtship and marriage, g1v111g sensible advice, rules and etiquette to be observed, with many curious and interesting things not gen erally known. No 17. HOW TO DRESS.-Containing full instruction i n the art dressing and well at home and abroad, giving t h e sele('t1ons of colors, material. and how to have them made up. No. 18. HOW 'fO BECOME BEAUTIFUL.-One of the brightest and most valuable little books !'ver given to the worl d. Everybody wishes to know how to become beautiful, both male and female. The sPcret is simple, and almost costless. Read t h i s boo k and be convinced how to become beautiful. BIRDS AND ANIMALS. No. 7. HOW TO KEEP BlRDS.-Handsomely illustrated and containing full instructions for the management and training of the canary, mockingbird, bobolink, blackbird, paroquet, parrot, etc. No. 39. HOW TO RAISE DOGS, POULTRY, PIGEONS .A.ND RABBITS.-A useful and instructive book. Handsomely illus trated. By Ira Drofraw. No. 40. HOW TO !IIAKE AND SET TR.A.PS .-lncluding hints on bow to catch mol es, weasels, otter, rats, squirrels and birds. Alsohow to cure skins. Copiously illustrated. By J. Harrington Keene. No. 50. HOW TO STUFF BIRDS AND valuable book, giving instructions in collecting, preparing, m o u nting and preserving birds, animals and insects. No. 54. HOW TO KEEP AND MANAGE PETS.-Glving com plete information as to the manner and method of raising, keeping, taming, breerling, and managing all kinds of pets; also giving full instructions foe making cages, etc. .Fully explained by twenty-eight illustrations, making it the most complete book of the kind ever published. MISCELLANEOUS. No. 67. HOW 'l'O DO ELECTitICAL TRI<;Ling all kinds of candy, ice-crean:!i,. essences. etc.. etc. tud e s every night. with his wonderful imitations), can master the :No. 8-. -HOW TO BECOME AN AUT1:10R.-Containing full art, a a d create any amount of fun for himself and friends. It is the information regarding choice of subjects. the use of words and the greatest book published, and there's millions (of fun) in it. mann e r of preparing and submitting manusc ript. Also containing No 20. HOW TO ENTERTAIN AN EVE:\'ING valuable information as to the neatness, legibility and general com ve r y val uable little book just publish ed. A complete compendium osition of manuscript, essential to a successful author. By Prince of g ames, sports, card diversions, cowic recitations etc., suitable Hiland. for parlor o r drawing-room entertainment. It contains more for the No 38. HOW TO BECOME YOUR OWN DOCTOR.-A won m oney than any book published. derful book. containing useful and practical information in the No. 35 .HOW TO PLAY GAMES.-A complete and useful little treatment of ordinary diseases and ailments common to every boo k, containing the rules and of billiards, bagatelle, family. Abounding in useful and effective recipes for general com bac k gammon, croquet, dominoes, etc. plaints. N o 36. HOW TO SOLVE CONU::\fDRUl\fS.-Containing all Ko. 55. HOW TO COLLECT STAMPS AND COINS.Oon the lead in g conundrums of the day, amusing r iddles, curious catches taining valuable information regardingthe collecting and arranging and witty sayings. of stamps anrl coins. Handsomely illustrated. No. 52. HOW TO PLAY CARDS.-A C'omplete and handy little Ko. 58. IIOW TO BE A DETECTIVE.-By Old King Brady, book, giving the rules and full directions for Olaying Euchre, Cribthe world-known detective. In which he lays down some valuable bage Casi no, FdrtyFive, Rounce, Pedro Sancho, Draw Poke r, and sensible rules for beginners, and also relates some adventure s Aucti o n P itch, All Fours, and many other popu lar games of cards. and experiences of well-known detectives. No 66. HOW TO DO PUZZLES.-Containing over three hun-No. 60. HOW TO BECOME A PHOTOGRAPHERContain dr e d interesting puzzles and conundrums. with key to same. A ing usefu l information regarding the Camera and how to work it; comple t e book F u lly illustrated. By A. Anderson. also how to make Photographic Magic Lantern Slides and other ETIQUETTE. No. 13. ROW T O DO IT; OR, BOOK OF ETIQUETTE.-It is a great ife and one that every young man desires to know all about. There's happiness in it. No. 33. HOW TO REHA VE.-Containing the rules and etiquette of good society and the easiest and most approved methods of ap pearin g to good advantage at parties, balls, the theatre, church, and m the drawingroom. Transparencies. Handsomely illustrated. By Captain W. De W Abney. No. 62 HOW TO BECOME A WEST POINT MILITARY full explanations how to gain admittance, course of Examinations, Duties, Staff of Officers, Post Guard, Police Regnl atio ns, Fire Department, and all a boy should know to be a Cadet. Ccmpiled and written by Lu Senarens, author of "How to Become a Naval Carlet." No. 63. HOW TO BECOME A NAVAL CADET.-Complete in structions of how to gain admission to the Annapolis Naval DECLAMATION. Academy. Also containing the course of instruction, description No. 2 7 H O W TO RECITE AND BOOK OF RECITATIONS. of grounds and buildings, historical sketch. and everything a boy -Containing the most popular sele".!tions in use, comprising Dutch should know to become an officer in the United States Navy. Com" dialect F r ench _dialect, Yankee and Irish dialect pieces, together pil ed and writt(.'n by L11 Senarens, author of "How to Become Iii with ma n y standard readings. "\Vest roint Cadet." PRICE 10 CENTS EACH9 OR 3 FOR 25 CENTS. Add1ess FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24: Union Squa1e, New York

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'FRANK MANLEY'S WEEKLY Good Stories of Young Athletes {Formerly ''THE' YOUNG ATHLETE'S WEEKLY> _BY "PHYSICAL DIRECTOR" A J2=PAGE BOOK fOR 5 CENTS Issued Every Friday Handsome Colored Covers These intensely interesting stor.ies describe the adventures of Frank Manley, a plucky young athlete, who tries to excel in all kinds of games and pastimes. Each number contains a story of manly sports, replete with lively incid'ents, dramatic situations and a sparkle of humor. Every popular game will be featured.in the succeeding 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 .l.<,rom time to time the wonderful Japanese methods olf self-protection, called Jiu-Jitsu, will be explained. A page is devoted to advice on healthy exercises, and questions on athletic subjects are cheerfully answered by the author PHYSICAL DIRECTOR." Jf. Jf. ,JC ,JC .,IC .,IC .,IC .,,-t .,IC .,IC .,IC .,IC .,IC .,-t JC JC$ JC JC"' ,JC JC JC JC JCJt, JC JC JC JC JC JC JC .,-t JC JC JC ,JC J' 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 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 Weekly BE STRONG! .By "PHYSICAL DIRECTOR" LATEST ISSUES: 8 Frank Ma.nley s Human Ladder; or, The Quickest Climb on Record. 9 Frank Manley's Protege; or, Jack Winston, Great Little Athlete. 10 Frank Manley s Oft' Day; or, 'l.' he Greatest Strain in His Career. 11 Frank Manley on Deck; or, At Work at Indoor Baseball. 12 Frank Manley At the Bat; or, '"The Up -and-at-' em Boys on the Diamond. 18 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. 15 Frank Manley's Scratch Hit; or, 'l'he Luck of "The Up and-at-"em Boys 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-BE BEALTBYI 22 Frank Manley's Coaching; or, The Great Game that "Jackets Pitched. 23 Frank Manley' s First League Game ; or, The Fourth ot July Battle With Bradford. 24 Frank Manley s Match with Glauts; or, The Great Game With the Alton "Grown-Ups." 25 Frank Manley' s Traming Cu.mp ; or, Getting In Trim for the Great est Ball Game. t 26 Frank Manley s Substitute Nine; or, A Gam'l of Pure Grit. 27 Frank Manley's Longest Swim ; or, Battling with Bradford In thi. Water. 28 Frank Manley's Bunch of Hits; or, Breaklne.the Season's Batting Record. 29 Frank Manley's Double Game; or, The Wonderfu-1 Four-Team Match. # tions. 18 Frank Manley's Eight-Oared Crew; or, Tod Owens Decoration Day 30 Frank Manley's Summer M eet; or, "Trying Out" the Bradfords. Regatta. .(ll Frank M&nley at His Wits' End; or, Playing Against a Bribed Um19 Frank Manley s Earned Run; or, The Sprint That Won a Cup. plre. 20 Frank Manley's Triple Play; or, The Only Hope ?f the Nine. 32 Frank Manley s Last Ball Game; or, The Season's Exciting Good-21 Frank Manley's Training Table ; or, Whipping the Nme Into Shape. Bye to the Diamop.d. 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 or our Libraries and cannot procure th em from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this office direct. Cut out and tlll in the following Order Blank and send it to us with the price of the books you want and we will send them to you by nturn mail. POS'rAGE STAMPS '.rAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New Y.ork. ............... .190 DEAR SIR-Enclosed find ...... cents for which please send me: .... copies of WORK AND WIN, Nos. : .............................................. " FRANK MANLEY'S WEEKLY, Nos ........................................... " WILD WEST WEEKLY, Nos ...................................... : ................. " THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76, Nos ..................................... : ............. " PLUCK AND LUCK, Nos ............................................................. " SECRET SERVICE Nos ............................................................. THE YOUNG ATHLETE'S WEEKLY Nos ........................................... " Ten-Cent Hand Books, Nos . .......................................................... 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Fame and Fortune Weekly ,_ STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEr Bv A SEl:FMADE MAN 32 Pages of Reading Matter Handsome Colored Covers IF PRICE 5 CENTS A COPY -. IF A New One Issued Every Friday ..._ This Weekly contains interesting stories of smart boys, who win fame and fortune by their ability to take advantage of passing opportunities. Some of these stories are founded on true incidents in the lfres of our most successful se lf-mad e men, and show how a boy o pluck, perseverance and brains can become famous and \\ea lthy. Every one of this series con tains a good moral tone, whid1 makes "Fame and Fortune 'Veekly" a magazine for the home, although eac h number is r eplete with exciting adventures. The stories are the very best ob tainable, the illustrations are by expert artists, and every effor-t is constantly being made to make it the best w eek l y on the n e\YS stands. Tell yourfriends about it. THE FOLLOWINC IS A LIST OF THE FIRST EIGHT TITLES AND DATES No. J.--A Lucky Deal; or, The Cutest Boy in Wall Street 2.-Born to Good Luck; or, The Boy Who Succeeded OF ISSUE Issued Oct. 6th " 13th 3.-A Corner in Corn; or, How a Chicago Boy Did the Trick 4. A Game of Chance; or, The Boy Who Won Out " 20th '' 5.-Hard to Beat; or, The Cleverest Boy in Wall Street 6.-Building a Railroad; or, The Young Contractors of Lakeview 7.Winning His Way ; or, The Youngest Editor in Green River 8. -The Wheel of Fortune; or, The Record of a Seif-Made Boy " 27th Nov. 3rd " lOth " l 7th " 24th For sale by all newsdealer s o r will be sent t o any address on r eceipt of price, 5 cent s per copy in money or postage stamps, by FRANK TOUSEY. Publisher 24 Union Square. New York IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our Libraries and procu r e them from newsdealers, the y can be obtained from this office direct. Cut out and fill in the following Order Blank and send it to us with the price of the books you wan t and we will send them to you by return mail. POST AGE ST AMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. FRANK TOUSEY, Publi she r 24 Union Square, New York. ......................... 190 DEAR Sm-Enclosed find ... .. cents for which p lease send me: ; 'it .... copies of WORE: AND WIN, Nos : ... ........................................................ .... r J " FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, Nos ............... ; ................................. '' nIANTjlY S VVEEICLY, Nos ..... ..... .......................................... " WILD WEST WEEKLY, NOS ................. ......................................... " THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76, Nos ................................................. " PLUCK AND LUCK. Nos .......................................................... '' '' SECRET SERVICE! Nos ............................................................ . " YOUNG ATHLETE'S WEEKLY, Nos ..................................................... " TEN-CENT HANDBOOKS, Nos ................................ ..................... Nnme .......................... Street a nd No ...... ............. Town. . .. . .... State ...... J 1


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