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As the two natives lifted Jack into the stone sarcophagus that was to be his grave, Kittie Ra:v mond uttered a scream and attempted to rush over to him, but was prevented by the crossed. spears of the Aztec-looking warriors.

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r :/ .Fame and Fortune Weekly '\ STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY luveci W e e kl11-B11Sub script i o n 12.50 p e r y ear. Ente1e d a c c o r d i n g to Act o f Qvngre s a in t h e yeai 1909, in t he oJ!lce of the Librariala of C o n g r es s Wa.hin gt on, D. C., b11 Frank 1'ouse11, Publ1'her, 24 Union Squar New York No. 1 71. NEW YORK, JANUARY 8 190 9 PRICE 5 CENTS IN THE LAND OF fiOLD OR, THE YOUN6 CASTAWAYS OF THE. MYSTI C ISLE By A SELF-MAD E MAN CHAPT E R I. THE UNEXPEC TED LETTER. Esquire Poundexter Academy, Seab r ook, La.,' i n big, round letter s The doc. held the lett e r so lon g in h i s fingers that I not iced the pos tmark, New Or l eans 2 1 P M May 12.' "The re s a letter for you in to -night' s mai l Jack," s aid "That's to day B e nny Day, th e porter of the Pounde xter Academy for "Sure as y ou li ve." Boys, whi c h was s ituated on th e shore of Lak e Pontchar "I suppo s e I'll get it at t ea time and then I'll know who tra in on the out s kirt s of Seabrook, a small ham l et on the it's from." N 0. & N E Railroad, about five miles from t h e cit y of "Maybe you won't get it at a ll," s aid Benny, with a n N e w Orl e an s e xpres s ive w i nk "A letter for m e!" e xclaim e d Jac k Cart e r in surprise, "Why, won't I, if it's addr e s s ed to me?" for that was a lu x u r y that onl y cam e h is way onc e a mont h "Becau se, O ld Pickle s don t giv e out e ver y lette r t h a t wh e n he received a short and cold comm un i cati on from his c ome s h e re to the boys. I thou ght you knew that." only r e lative, his uncle, L eonard Cart e r, of Mobi l e inquir"I've h eard some thin g to that effec t, but it's again s t ing as to t h e s ta te of his h ea lth and h i s prog re8s in h i s t h e law i sn't it, t o hold bac k a pe rson 's l etter s ?" s tudies, inv a riably c oncluding with the ster e otyp e d s e n "What's th e l a w got to do with it? The doc. goes b y tence, "Your aunt send s her lov e and hopes you are a g ood the r e gu l ation s of the whi c h h e mad e himself, and boy." the s e g i v e h im th e ri ght to r e ad any l etfe r that h e thinks H e h a d rec eive d a l ette r from h i s uncle a week pre v io u s ain't from a f e ll o w 's par ents or g u ardian." and did not look for another for t h ree weeks more. I call t h a t an outrag e If a ch a p h a s a c hum o r a "Yes, r e plied Benny, i n a n swer to hi s e xclamation g i r l or s omebod y e lse who wr ites to him the doc to r a s sum e s "City postmark." th e right_ to r e ad h i s pri vate correspond e nc e eh?" "City po stmark!" e j a c u late d Jack, evide n t l y more a s "That's wha t he does. I know h e thou g h t y our l ette r toni s h ed. "Why, I don t know an y one in New Orl e a ns. l o oked s u s p i c iou s because h e laid it a s ide 'rith a c oup l e of Sure it's for m e ?" o t h e r s whi c h h e inte nd s to r e ad at hi s l e isur e "Pos itiv e I was standing b y the doctor' s des k whil e h e "Whe r e did he put m y l etter?" was s ortin g the ma il over. Whe n h e cam e t o y onr l ett e r "Your l ette r and three oth e rs h e put in the top righth e s t o pp e d and l ooke d a t it mi ghty bard, as if i t wa s som e hand draw e r of his des k, and the re they' ll s t a y till h e g e t s kind o f c urio sity." r e ady to rea d th e m. If h e ain t s ati sfie d with wha t 's i n I d o n t wond e r c hu c kl e d Jac k y our letter, h e' ll burn it or t ear it Uf'. A s I had my doubt s "The n I saw that it was addressed to you, J ack Carte r about you e v e r seei n g it, I tho ught I'd tell y o u about it s o

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6 IN THE LAND OF GOLD. "Nearly ran a drunken sailor down, sir," replied the j ehu. "Why couldn't you look out where you're going?" said the gentleman, angrily. "He staggered right in front of the horses, before I could turn out "Is he badly hurt?" "I don't believe he's hurt at all. This boy saved him." Jack looked up at that. The light from a gas-lamp illuminated the gentleman's face, and showed the boy that he certainly belonged to the upper grade of society "Well, get up and drive on then," growled the gentle man. The driver obeyed, and the hack rattled off, leaving Jack alone with the sailor. 'l'he boy now had a good look at the fellow, under the glare of the gas light, and his appearance was not reassur ing. He was a model of brutB st rength, not a little resembling some shaggy bison. His proportions were herculean; his chest wide and deep, his arms long and sinewy, and covered with hair. CHAPTER IV. JN THE "FOUL ANCHOR" DIVE. As the ill-assorted pair walked along, gradually ap' proaching the region of the docks, Bill Brown seemed to grow more sober It might have been the fresh breeze from the river, or the exercise, which seemed to clear his brain. At any rate, he ceased to stagger, and grew more and more inquisitive as to the boy's business in D-Street at that hom, for he easily saw that Jack was seveeal pegs aboye the social status of the slums. "What Jer goin to the Palmetto House for?" he inquired. "I'm gO"ing to call on a friend of mine." "A fri e nds of yours, eh? What might his name be?" "It might be 'l'om Jones," replied Jack; "but it isn't," he added under his breath. "Tom Jones? Don't know him. Is he a sailor?" "Yes." "What craft does he belong to?" As Tom Lanston had neglected to insert in his letter the name of the brig he was connected with, Jack couldn't have told Bill Brown if he had been so inclined. His blue, sailor's Guernsey shirt was wide open at the neck, revealing his broad chest, on which was tattooed figure of a three-masted, full-rigged bark. "I don't know her name," he answered. His head, close set down on his huge shoulders, was "Ye don't look lik e a chap that's hail-fellow-well-met large and covered with a shock of rusty-red hair; his eyes with the sailor man," said Bill Brown, suspiciously "Who were of a greenish hue, and glared from beneath heavy, be ye, anyway?" bushy brows, while his face was heavily tanned and dis"I'm a boy." figured from the smallpox. "I kin see that with half an eye, my hearty. What's On the whole, he looked savage, unta.mable and dangeryer name?" ous. "Jack Carter." Jack didn't care for the championship of this gormalike individual, and would have left him sitting on the curb, but for the fact that one of the fellow's great, horny hands had clutched him by the arm. Whether the sailor recognized the boy as his preserver, or whether he was actuated by some other motive, he did not seem disposed to part company with the lad. 'You're all right now," said Jack, anxious to get away from him "I reckon I'm always all right, my hearty," replied the sailor, staggering on his feE'.t and at the same time main taining his grip on the boy. "Who are you, youngster? Yer done me a favor, and Bill Brown ain't one to forget it." I "That's all right. You're welcome, Mr. Brown. 'As I'm in a hurry, I'd like to get on." "Mr. Brown!" roared the oo.ilor, peering curiously at Jack. "Don't put no handle to my name. I'm Bill Brown, d'ye under stand?" Jack und erstood, for the fellow put emphasis enough on the words. "Say, where yer goin' ?" added the sailor "Palmetto House, D-Street," replied the boy. "I'm goin' there myself, so we'll sail along together, my Thus speaking, Bill Brown hooked him by the arm, and J a.ck, to his great disgust, felt obliged to accompany the villainous looking seaman. "What e:r want to see Tom ;Tones at this here hour, for?" 'Cause he's an old friend of mine." "Ain't yer afeard of bein' down 'round the docks at this time of night?" "No, I'm : not." The 1 tone in which Jack uttered the words, seemed to make an imp1ession on the sailor, for he slapped the boy familiarly on the back, and said : "It's my 'pinion -ye are the right stuff, my hearty. I don't take much stock in boys tucked out like ye br, but I reckon ye are kinder diff'rent from the ord'nary run. Ye done me a good turn, anyway, and Bill Brown kin remem ber that as wll as he kin remember a chap that turns a trick agin' him. It ain't well for no man to cut up nasty with me, let me tell yer. I've done up more'n one feller in my time, and I j est as soon do it ag'in as not," said the j sailor, wtih an imprecation. Jack believed him, for he looked capable of anything. "How much. further is it to D-Street?" Jack asked. "Don't ye know where the street is, yerself ?" asked Brown, with a leer. "No, I was never in it." "Then it's lucky for ye, I've got yer in tow. Ye fnight have run into trouble a dozen times afore ye reached it, for the chaps dow-n here wouldn't like the cut of yer jib Ye are too swell lookin for this here locality, and them what look s as if they're out of their reck'nin' is apt to run into trouble.'' i

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e t t 0 s r, i.s 0 y I I r e a.a ty er lit it, b. m lll ) f IN THE LAND OF GOLD. "I'm not looking for trouble, but I can defend if attacked." "What a little fightin' cock ye be," cried the sailor, bursting into a roar of laughter, and fetching Jack another crack on the back which almost knocked the breath out of him. "So ye kin fight, eh? Are ye heeled?" "What do you mean by that?" "Have ye a knife or a gun?" "Neither." -"And ye talk of fightin' people what has, ye popinjay. Blame me, if ye ain't as good as a circus." Bill Brown laughed again. "You didn't tell me whether we are near D-Street or not/' said Jack. "We'll come to it pretty soon. Can't ye smell the river?" Jack knew they were close to the Mississippi, but he couldn't smell it in the literal sense. He could smell a number of villainous odors from the locality they were threading though. Every fourth or fifth house seerned to have a saloon on the ground floor, and they were in full blast. Hard-looking men stood at the bar, 8at at the tables, and hung around outside. Jack clearly aroused the attention of the latter, but he was not interfered with because he was under the convoy of such a tough-looking giant us Bill Brown, and Bill had a reputation in that neighborhood that the ordinary fry felt bound to respect. It was no secret among them, that Brown had stabbed two men the night befoTC in a brawl, and the papers said that one of hem was" dead at the hospital, and the other not expected to live. Several detectives were lookin g for Big Bill., as he was called, but no one lmew better than the y that they had a contract on their hands to arrest him in his own stamping grounds. He was a match for any four men himself, and he could count on help from the tough denize11s of the vicinity, who would stand by hrm on general principles whether they liked him individually or not, for the police were re garded as the common enemy Conscious of his great strength, Brown refused to go in hiding; but this was really mere bravado on his p art, for if the sailor had one great weakness, it was to be admired for his nerve. He was willing to take chances iR order to make good his bluff, but for all that the ruffian held the po1ice in dread, though he was prepared to fight a dozen of them at a moment's notice. As they moved down a dark s ide street, Jack noticed a figure glide out from behind a scaffo kliFig in front of a building that was being r epa ired, artd :follow them In a moment or two he turned his head to look back .. at this person, but the man, whoever he was, slipped behind a cask and remained unseen. Jack looked back again and fancied he saw two men this time, behind them, but they vanished so quickly that he wasn't sure he had seen aright. It gave the boy an unpleasant sensation to feel that they were being dogged, notwithstanding that he felt his com panion was an ugly customer to tackle They were now among a colony oJ high, squalid houses, the abodes of the lowest class of dock laborers, w h ich a r e a different type in New Orleans than elsewhere. "Where are you going, now?" ask ed Jack, hanging back, as Brown turned into a dark, reeking court. "I'm goin' to get a bite to eat, my hearty. If ye are hungry ye kin eat, too, at my expense.i' "I'm not hungry. It must be after one, and I'd like to get to tlte Palmetto House as soon as possible," protested Jack. "Ye'd never get there without me. Ye'd be cleaned out and dumped into the river in no time at all, notwith standin' ye think yer a fighter. A blow on the back of the head with a stick or a stone would soon knock all the fight out of yer. Ye don't want to lose me if ye lmow what's good for yer." The sailor pulled Jack along w!th him, and the boy had to go wh ethe r he wanted to or not. They ente red an out of-the way groggery and eating houee that stood at the end of the court, with a dull, red lamp, upon which was painted a foul anchor, similar to that worn on the shoulder straps of the officers of the navy, over the nal'l'ow door. The house was known as the "Four Anchor," and was a dive, pure and simple, the 1wper floors of which were rented to roomers. Meals could be hacl at this place at any hour of the clay or night, at a long table running crosswise at the back part of the room. The front part occupied by a bar and a number of round tables. There was quite a crowd of habitues in the place, which resounded with boisterous conversation and coarse laughter. Every eye in the room focused itself on J a ck, for he was decidedly out of the swim there, as he followed along side of Bill Brown: Everybody knew Bill, and they w he was "wanted," too. Whether they liked him or not, they adm i red his nerve in defying the detectives, several of whom were known t o be looking around for the big sailor. Brown fraternized with a number of sailors in the room, and compared notes with them, talking freely about the scrap in which he had done up the two men Jack, who stood by, listening for want of any better occupation, thus learned with a feeling of repu l sion and horror, that the man he had saved from being run down by the hack, was to all intents and purposes, a murdere r "Come, my cockatoo," said Brown"' at last, to the boy, "we'll tackle a bit of grub. Sit ye down at this here tab l e Jack sat down, but kept as far from the sailor as he could now, and Brown rapped on the table for some o n e to take their orders Presently a low-bred Frenchman came from the kitchen "So eet ees you, Bi.11 Brown? Mon Dieu What a nerve you got wiz ze police on ze lookout for you They been here four, five time to day, all disguise as longsho r e men, but they cannot pull ze sheep's wool ovaire my eyes Non, non; Pierre J acquarcl was not b orn yesterday. Wha t you vill have, to-night? Eggs and baco n o u i ?" "And coffee," said Brown

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8 IN THE LA1'lD OF GOLD. ''And mon e nfant," said Jacquard turning to Jack. "You.-vill have ze same ?" "Sure," s aid Brown. "He takes what I t a k e G e t a move on, mon s oo." Th e Frenchman grinn e d and r et u rned t o th e kit c h e n, from which Jack soon cau ght th e sound s and odor 0 f ry ing eggs and bacon In a s hort tim e the meal w a s b efo r e them, and th e s a ilor pitch e d in lik e a hungr y m a n Jack had an app e ti te, though h e was not particularl y an x iou s to e a t in tha t d e n. A s they fini s h e d their coffee and Brown pulled out a short pip e or a s mok e th e clock b e hind the bar s truck two. The sailor called for a g lass 0 rum and to Jack s di s gust, seemed to be anchored there for an ind e finite tim e "It will be day light b y th e time I find the P a lm e tto House," h e mutte red. "If I hadn't met thi s ras cal, I would probably be snug in bed with Tom long before this." At this moment, two men in the attire o f long s horem e n s tagger e d into th e room and up to the bar t o which they clung and looked sleepil y around, as i f threequart e r s "shot." Their eyes re s ted for an in stant on Bill Brown in hi s swagger attitude, and the n the ir h e ad s fell together and they s o r e main e d for a few minut e s Then one of them reel e d to th e door, and ell out into th e c ourt in th e mos t natural m a nner in t h e world. He picked hims e lf up a nd di s appe a red in the darkness. The other man called for gin, but wasted the bulk 0 it i n try ing apparently to g e t it down his throat. The crowd was too familiar with men in hi s condition to pay any particular attention t o th e i;eemin g l y drunk e n lon g shor e man and s o he clung around th e bar a s if it was his only hope. Jack was the onl y one who s e emed to take a n y p ar ticu lar n otic e 0 the y n ken long s hor e man. His actions were as good a s a p lay to him Te n minut e s might have elap s ed while the n ewcomer h ugged the bar in a most affec tionate way when his com pa n ion came stagger in g i n again, followed b y two com panions They w ent to the bar and ordered drinks, and whil e they were waiting for th e barke e per to serve the first man reeled away from the bar toward the back of the room where Bill and Jack still sat at the long table Brow n glanced at him w ith. a furtive, s uspic i ous glare a s he came up H e staggered against the tab l e and fell over J ack, then straighten e d up ; and putting his hand on the boy's s h o ul der looked hard at him in an apparentl y silly way "Lave the boy alone gr o wled Brown, shoving the man away with a force that ent h i m s tagg e ring again s t the wall. As h e recove r e d himself with s eeming difficulty, the oth e r tipsy fellow, followed by hi s two companion s made their way to the rear. Brown didn't seem to l ike their appearance somehow, and J ack saw him p u t h is hand to his hip The act i o n was a signal for a thrilling sensation The two appare n tly d r unk e n men b e came s ober m a moment, and a r evolver appear e d in the h a nd of ea c h, s up pl e m ente d wit h w e apon s in the h a nd s o f the other two. "Throw up y dur hands, Bill Brown,'' cri e d one, sternly "You're pinch e d With a roa r of fury, Brown jumped to his feet and a wic k e d -l ookin g knife fl.as hed in the gaslight. l In a moment the room was in confu s ion, and a dozen revolvers w e r e drawn. "I' ll n o t b e tak e n alive!" s creamed the h e r c u l e an sailor. A s h e s pok e th e light went out, and the room was en v e loped in pitchy darkness. C H APTE R V. THE EBO.A.PE FRO M THE "FOUL ANCHO R Jack wa s fair l y staggered by what had happened so s ud denl y The tabl e au his eyes reste d o n befor e th e bart e nd e r t urn e d the gas off at t h e m e ter, was a thrilling one Bill Brown was s tanding drawn up at bis full height, li k e a giganti c wild man at bay, hi s fac e convulsed with a nger a nd f e r ocity, whil e he h e ld the gleaming knife r e ady for in s tant act ion. Surroundin g him in a semi circle, w e re the four men in rou g h, longshor e men's duds, now r e v eale d as office r s o f the law, with th e ir revolvers poi n ted at his breast Ba c k of th e m were twos c ore o f habitu e s who had drawn weapons and looke d des perate en o ugh or an y thing The youn g s choolbo y expe c t e d nothing short of blood s h e d whe n the light went out. A terrib l e uproar succeeded the extingui s hing of the gas 1 The four det ectives flung th e mselves on Bill Brown and pinned him backwa r d ove r th e tabl e Jack, in fear of bis life, sprang up and jumped agains t the wall. The sail o r swore, and fought d e sp erate ly ag a in s t the de tectives. Some body crept u p to the scene of the f ray a n d fir e d his gun at random \ Th e fl.as h illuminated the bunch 0 strugglin g m e n. Two oth e r revol v e r s crack e d immediatel y aft e r, and o n e of th e officers fell to th e floor, cr y ing out that he was s hot. Bill Brown took advantage of the moment to e x ert a ll hi s g r e at stre ngth. He s wept the thre e d e t e ctives back as if the y w e r e chil dr e n and s pran g on to the tabl e out of their reach. 'rhe tabl e was not des ign e d to s tand the s hock 0 his weight, and it went down with a c ra s h. Jack conclud e d that things w e r e altog e ther too hot for him whe n anoth e r pi stol cracked, a n d a bullet struck the wall close to hi s e ar. He made a dash for the door of the kit c h e n, and ga i ned it jus t a s Bill Brown came ru s hin g in aft e r him. The Fre nch cook bad alr e ad y fle d through the rear e n trance into a foul s m e lling and nan-ow y ard leaving the door open 'rhrough thi s exit Jac k ru s h e d followed b y th e big s ailor. In s pit e of hi s e xcit e ment, Brown r ecog nized the boy and g rabbed him b y the arm "'I'hi s way, my h e art y,'' h e s aid, pu s hing Jack toward an open door at the end of the yard :

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IN THE LAND OF GOLD. 13 It was lighted by the dull glow of the slush-lamp, swinglearn the ropes befor e you c ould be of any use. By the ing from the c e iling, and the murky light that shone way, the papers said that a boy answering your descrip through the hatchway entrance which did not help things tion was with Brown in the 'Foul Anchor' dive last Tues much, as the sky wa s overca s t. day morning, when the detectives tried to capture him. The boy mad e out several sleeping forms str e tched upon Was it really you?" bunks against the curving sid e s of the brig. "I'm sorry to s a y, it was." "On deck with y er, now," said the big sailor, pushing "How came you to be with Brown in such a tough Jack toward the short ladder leading up to the entrance place?" -!Ito the "sailor s parlor." Before Jack could answer, the second mate, who was in Jack obeyed, and presently stood on the raised fore-1 charge of the deck, came up and ordered Tom to get a castle deck. move on, so Lanston had to walk off, and the explanation Anoth e r pair of st e ps pointed the way to the main deck. his friend was about to give him, was postponed until an "There' s the galley, yonder. Ye ll find a ba s in and water other time. in a barrel to s luice ye-r face with," said Brown. "Well, young f e llow," said the mate to Jack, "who are Jack proce e ded to the place indicated, and was soon inyou?" dulging in a wash-up. "My name i s Jack Carter. I was kidnapped aboard this Afte r dryin g his hand s and face in a not overclean vessel by one of y our sailors named Bill Brown. I want tow e l h e gazed around the deck of the brig. to see the captain about it," said Jack. The mornin g w atc h h a d jus t fini s h e d washing down the A s the two m a te s w e r e in the secret of Jack's presen c e deck, and w e r e putting away the hose and other impleaboard the brig the second officer wa s really not s urprised m e nts the y had u sed. when he saw the boy on d eck. One, a bright, stalwart-looking young chap, stopped and ''The cap'n ha sn't turned out y et," he replied. "You'll stared at Carter. have to wait till he does." J a ck s tared back at him. "What's hi s name?" 'rhe n th e y re c ognized ea c h other. "Ry d e r. H e 's a short, stout, red-faced man You'll see "Tom Lanston !" cried Jack,' joyfully, stepping forward. him on the poop afore long, and then you can go up there "Jack Carter! Is it possible it i s you?" ejaculat e d the and sp e ak to him." other in amazement. The poop was the roof of the cabin and aft e r the mate walk e d away, Jack kept his eyes in that dir e ction. CHAPTER VIII. The memb e rs of the watch ondeck e ed Jack, with sur-WRECKED. pri s e and curiosity. r With the exception of Bill they had been igno" Yes it's me, all right," replied Jack, with a rueful lo ok. rant of the boy's presence on board. The big sailor came over to our hero. "How and when did you come ahoard old man?" asked Tom. "Did you run away from school? There's been a lot about you in the papers last week." "I came aboard yesterday morning with a rascally chap called Bill Brown, who b e longs to this brig. He gave me to understand that the vessel was going to remain up the river at the place where we came off long enough for me to have a talk with you. Then I was to be sent ashore so I could go back to the academy." / "You came aboard yesterday morning!" ejaculated Tom, in surprise. 1Yes." I "This is the first time I've seen you Where have you been keeping yours elf?" "Brown took me into the forecastle and told me vou were down in the hold under the floor. I saw an open trap and a light shining up, so I believed him. He told me to jump down there and I'd find you. I did so, whereupon he slammed down the trap and made me a prisoner. I've been there up to a few minutes ago : "The dickens you say!" cried Tom "A plain case of kidnapping, for we're now well out in the Gulf and you can't get back. You ll have to go with us to Vera Cruz now." "I'll go, of course, if I can't help myself; but I think it's an outrage." "Of course, it is. I can't imagine why Brown enticed you on board. You're not a sailor, and would have to "Ye kin have a cup of coffee at the galley, my popin jay. It'll brace yer up while yer waitin' for breakfast, which won't be served awhile yet. Come over and I'll introjuce yer to the doc tor." Hooking Jack by the arm, he carried him to the galley, where a big negro was busy at the range. "Here, Johnson," said the sailor, "a tin of coffee for this young chap. He's goin' to Vera Cruz with us, though he hain't signed the brig's papers yet." The colored cook grinned, and handed Jack a tin cup of smoking hot coffee. Brown left him drinking it, at the galley door. Captain Ryder made his appearance on the poop, about seven o'clock. Jack, as soon as he saw the s kipper, started aft to enter his protest against the outrage to which he had been sub jected. The captain regarded him with some curiosity as he approached Jack introduced him s elf, and stated hi s ca se. The skipper pret e nded to sympathize with the boy, assur ing him that he would gladly put him ashore if the thfog was possible, but under the circumstances it wasn't, so he said Jack would have to go to ( Vera Cruz inaJ:ie brig. "You'll have to work your way there and back, so you might as well sign the articles and draw whatever wages I find you're said Captain Ryder.

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IN THE LAND OF GOLD. 15 CHAPTER IX. ASHORE ON THE MYSTIC ISLE. To his dying day, Jack never could tell how he man aged to cling to that piece of wreckage which the seas b"q:fl'eted about like a cork. He did hold on, however, or this story would never have been written. A person is capable of a whole lot under certain cir cumstances, even when in a semi conscious condition The shore of the island of San Sebastian is remarkable for its rocky and inhospitable character. It is almost entirely surrounded by a circle of the most dangerous reefs in the world. That is the reason why it is rarely visited by a vessel, and offers no inducement for any one to settle there. Only for a space of a hundred feet in one part of the eastern shore is there a break in its rocky walls. Through this hole runs a deep channel connecting with a landlocked ha\ en, not over a quarter of a mile in circumference. It was toward this opening that the three pieces of wreckage, with their living burdens were swept. Some special providence carried them through into the comparatively still water of the haven, where they were thrown upon the level, sanely beach At no other point in the whole circum ference of the island would Bill Brown, Jack and Tom have had the ghost of a chance for tlieir lives. The three survivors of the wreck were so exhausted by the time they were pitched on the beach, that they lay a long time without giving any sign of life The darkness was just as intense around them here, as it had been on the deck of the brig before she struck on the reef, and the roar of the gale outside, sounded like a pitched battle between l egions of fiends. Bill Brown, as might be expected of one of his herculean build, was the first to recover. Whether he was astonished to find himscl alive and Uli after what he had been through, we cannot' say. At any rate, he didn't think of thanking Heaven for his preservation, for there was nothing in common between himself and a Supreme Being He simply pulled himself together, looked around him in the gloom, and came to the conclusion that he was the only survivor of the wreck, or if there were others, they could shift for themselves as far as he was concerned. Every one for himself was hi s motto, and he held to that every time The beach presenting no attmctions for him, the big ., sailor walked away from it. While he couldn't but walk at random, luck directed his steps to the only opening in the wall of rock surrounding the little haven It was a pass not over :fifteen feet yet he went straight through it without knowing anything about its character, and was soon in an open valley beyond, where the tropic.al vegetation grew wild and luxuriant to an ex traordin ary extent. On, on through the night he walked, looking for some trace;; of civi lization and there we will le;ive him and re-tum to the beach of the haven, to see how matters fared with Jack and his friend Tom. For some little time after the departure of Brown, the boys remained in their half conscious state, more dead apparently, than alive Then Torn sat up and look ed around The howl of the storm, and the roar of the surf on the rocks against the island's rocky barriers outside, met his ears, and he wondered where he was. The intense clarlmess prevented him seeing anything. He could feel that he was on a sanely shore, out of range of the surf. He then began to remember things, and his thoughts recurred to Jack. "He's lost, no doubt, poor old chap Old Nick must have been at my elbow, when I wrote that unfortunate letter which brought so nuich troubl e on Jack. I s hall never forgive myself for writing it, for it has made me the innocent cause of his death. It doesn't seem possible that I'm ashore on the Mexican coast, for the brig never could have reached it since we left the D e lta. We were five hundred miles to the north and east of it when the gale came on good and hard If I'm on an is l and, I haven't the faintest notion where it is, for there are b l amed few i slands in this part of the Gulf as far as I have any idea of. Well, I must look around and see what kind of place it is. Seems funny that the surf sounds so far away and that the wind is so light, when I can hear it r oaring above my head like fun. I wonder if I'm in some kind of a sea cave?" Torn started s lowly along the beach, for the gloom was s o thick that he .felt impelled to be cautious He had traveled about a dozen yards, when he tripped OYer a piece of wreckage and went clown on his hands and knees. "\Vho's that?" came a voice out of the darkness, a few feet away. With a thrill of joy, T'om recognized Jack's familiar tones. "Is that you, Jack?" he asked "iVhy, Torn, are you saved, too?" cried Jack, with a happy ring to his voice. "I'm alive, that's about all I can claim, at present," answered Torn, walking in the direction of his chum. In a moment they were together, shaking hands and congratu lating themselves that they had escaped from the greedy maw of the sea . "I suppose others of the crew have got ashore, too, and maybe the skipper and officers as well, though it hardly seems likely that many could have escaped," said Torn. "Seems to me I was hours tumbling about in the sea, till I finally realized that I was on the solid ground once more." "Say, where do you su]Jpose we are?" asked Jack. "It seems quite calm around us, though I can hear a great roaring of wind and water close by." "I haven't the l east idea where we are," replied Tom. "It's too dark to move around much. W e might walk a little way and see if we fetch up aga in st anything." They walked a hundred feet and came against a rock y barrier, which they followed for a short distance till they discovered that it ran into the water.

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16 IN THE L.iND OF GOLD. "We can't go any further in this direction," said 'l'om. "We might as well squat down somewhere and wait till daylight. I don't believe we can S'ain much by stm'nbling about in the dark." Jac k agreed with his fri end, and so they sat down with their back s against the rock and put in t h e ir time talking about the past, present and future. The backbone of the storm was already broken, and it steadily d ecreased as daylight approac h ed The boys thought that night would never end, but at last the sky began to grow less g loomy, especia ll y in the east. Soon they c<;mld make out the rough outlines of the ro cks around them. When day finally broke, the scene lightened up rapidly. They saw that they w e re on the shore of a landlocked basin, s urrounded by rock. The water in this miniature harbor was only mod e ratel y agitated by the waves that d!shed in at the narrow e n trance: Through the opening they could see the turbulent waters of the Gull' rising and falling to the very limit of their VlSIOn. Besides themse lve s there was no s ign of life anywhere, that the y could see. "Looks as if we were the only ones who have come ashore, in this particular locality," said Tom. "We were uncom monly luck y to hit this place. There must be a strong dri!t in through that narrow pa ssage. "Say, isn t that a hut, yonder?" said Jack, pointing at a section of the curved beach. "By George, it is!" replied Tom. "Probably it was built out of wreckage by some castaways and deserted when they were taken off. Let 's go over and look at it. It would make a shelter for u s if w e have to s tay here any time." Accordingly, the boys walked along the shore till they came to the hut, the door of which was closed. Pushing the door open they entered. As they did so, an object star ted up from a couch of dried vegetation and gazed at them in a bewildered way. The boys uttered an e jaculation of surprise, for they saw that it was a g i rl. CHAPTER X THE GIRL CASTAWAY. The girl threw the long hair back from her face, and gazed intently at the young intruders. "Where did you come from?" she asked, eagerly. "From the sea, miss," repli e d Jack. "We were wrecked on this shore during the night." "Wrecked!" s he sa id, in a di sappo inted tone. "Yes. Our vessel, the brig Shooting Star, from New Orleans, struck on the rocks somew here yonder," said Jack, waving his in the dir ectio n he supposed the catastro phe had occurred. "Were you wrecked here, too, miss?" "Yes. Three weeks ago," s he replied "I was a pas senger in the ship Midnight, hound from Vera Cruz to Charleston, South Carolina. She went on the reef that's around this island in a storm and everybody was lost, save me." /"You don't say," said Tom. "Everybody lost but you, that was tough. How have you managed to live? Sure ly you build this hut all by yourself?" "No. I found this house just as you see it. As for l'iring, that was easy. The island is overrun with many varieties of tropical fruit, such as bananas, plantains, cocoa nuts, figs, oranges and so forth. Then there are lots of shell-fish to be found among the rocks at low water. And there is fish, too, but I had not means of catching any. 'I have livec1 chiefly on fruit and raw shell-fish. I have been hoping that some vessel would put in here and take me off, but though I have seen many ships in the dis tance, none ever came close enough to the island for me to make a s ignal ,that those on board would be able to distinguish." "I sHould think you would find this place awfully lone some if you are the only inhabitant," said Jack, who had not fai1ed to notice that the girl was particularly attractive both in face and figure. "I have found it so," she answered. "Is it a la-rge or small i sland?" "It's a sma ll one, and entire ly s urround ed by rocks. With the exception of a small valley filled with tropical trees, most of them bearing fruit, the rest of the island seems one mass of rock, rising into inaccessible heights." "Well, I suppose we ought to introduce ourselves, miss, seeing that we are companions in hard luck. My name is Jack Carter. This is my friend, Tom Lanston." The fair girl bowed and smiled. "My name is Kittie Raymond. I am an orphan. My father who was a railroad contractor in the employ of the Mexican Government, died six months ago, and I was on my way to Charleston to live with my a1i.nt when the vessel I sailed in was wrecked here Jack the:r:i explained how he had been a student at the Poundext er Academy unti l he ran up against hard luck which ended in his being kidnapped to sea and ship wrecked on the i s land. Tom then told her that he had been following the sea for his living for the past year, and his present misfor tune was his first during that time "I see you have a;.mpply of fruit in the hut. If you will let us sample it we will gather more to replace it," said Jack. "Help yourself to as much as you want," she answered. "There is an inexhaustible s upply within a s hort distance." "Then suppose we all sit down to bre akfast. I can't say that I fancy an all -fruit diet, but when that comprises the entire bill of fare, and I am hungry to boot, I am not going to kick. If we stay here long, I dare say I shall get used to taking things as they come Miss Ray mond excused herself till she could wash her face and fix her hair up a bit, u s ing her' hands for both comb and brush. vVhen she returned to the hut, the boys were piling into the fruit at a great rate. The girl ate her s hare the trio of unforhinates convers ing together liR:e old friends. When they had satisfied their appetites, they lef t the hut. It was now bright daylight and the sun was trying to force his way through the still overcast heavens. The wind had gone down conside r ably, and it was easy J

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= y >r. .y 1->f' d fr ,_ Le ; o )d e ll d lS y e n .e k )a ll d t lS h ; o ; o : y IN THE LAND OF p.OLD. 17 to see that the gale of the past two days was practically other than their sheath knives such a s every sailor wears at over. Miss Raymond l ed the boys through the pass, trodden some hours before by Bill Brown, of whose escape the'boys had not the slightest knowledge, and int o the fertile tropical valley enclosed in a n amphitheater of rocks. An inaccessible wall of rock, rising a hundred feet in the air, ran dir ectly across the valley ancl, judging from a tall peak the y saw in the di stance, cut off the l arger part of the island. The curiosity of the boys was aroused as to what kind of landscape was beyond that rocky wall, but a curso ry ex amination of it indicated that it was absolutely impa s sable. The three walked around, insp ect in g the different varie ties of fruit growing on the i s land and the s ight made the mouths of the boys water. There was enough ripe fruit on the trees to feed a small army. After going ov. er a good part of the valley, they returned to the haven again. "I'm afraid lif e on this island i s pretty slow," sa id Jack. "I hav e n t seen the l east thing yet to1amuse a fellow." "'I'hat's right," nodded Tom, "it is as slow as thick molasses. In order to see the Gulf, even, you've got to climb among the rock s I hope we won't have to stay here long." The hut was large enough to be divided into two fair sized sections, so Jack and Tom decided to put up a par tition, which they could easily do as the beach of the haven was strewn with planks and other debris that had come ashore from the wreck. 'I'hey gathered a supply of t:\le planks, but before start ing in with tpe partition Jack and Tom went among the rocks and gathered a lot of shell-fish. Jack found that h e had quite a number of matches left in his match-sa.fe, which was practically water-tight, and s o he built a fire and they cooked the shell-fish among the embers. Tom added cooked plantains to the bill of fare, for it happened that he knew how to prepare them for the table, having often seen the cook of the Shooting Star do it. Miss Raymond and Jack both declared that the cooked fruit was delicious. In its raw state the girl had found the plantain uneat able. As matches were at a premium and driftwood at a dis count, it was decided to kee p the fire going after a fashion, so that they wouldn't have to relight it whe n they were ready to cook more s hell-fish and plantain for supper. This duty was assigned to the girl, while the boys got busy with the partition, which they finished in about an hour by digging a irench from the back of the hut nearly to the door, into which they stuck the ship's planks upright, and then filling in the trench as their work proceeded, pack ing the earth down solid. I'hey managed to run two horizontal planks across under the roof of the cabin to hold the upper ends of the par tition planks. When the job was completed, it was unanimously voted a very fair one, taking in consideration the rude method the boy's were forced to employ in the absence of any tools sea. 'I'he next thing Jack and Tom did was to remove their shoes and stock ing s and climb the arm of rock that made the haven landlocked. It was quite a task to r each th e summit of this barrier, although it was not much higher than forty feet on the average. from the beach, as it was difficult to scale. The view they secured from the top, embraced a wide expanse of the horizon. The water of the Gulf was still very rough. They could see the waves breaking over the sweeping line of reef which seemed to have no e nd in either direction. There wasn't a s ign of the wreck of the Shooting Star. The ill-fat ed craft h a d vanished into h e r watery grav e 'l'he s urf-la s hed rock s outside in the immediate vicinity of the haven were thickly st r ewn with flotsam from the lost 1 brig. Th e lighter portion s of her cargo were in e\ridence, eitheA bobbing about on the wat e rs, or stranded here and there in nooks and crannies of the shore. Among other thing s the boys dis covered a couple of sea chests wedged in a!hong tJ1e rocks, and they saw other boxes, the contents of which they thought might prove of xalue to them. The problem was how to get at these things. Tom solved it by pointing to a quantity of rope that had come into the haven. "We'll rig lines up and down on both sides of this rocky wall," he said. "Then w e will be able to ascend and de-.. scend without great difficulty." "You will, for you're a sailor," replied Jack; "but it won't come so easy for me to do the monkey act." "Well, you can remain up here while I do the strenuous part, then," replied Tom. "We'll get the rope, and after we get it secured in place b y attaching the ends to a couple of rocks up here, I'll see whether we can haul up any of the boxes with the aid of another r\}pe. If we can't, I'll break the boxes open somehow and rig some kind of an arrangement for sending up their contents in sections. We'll have to do that anyhow with the sea-chests, for it would not be possible for us to haul them up over these rocks." Tom's scheme being voted the proper caper, the boys set about getting the rope from the beach, and rigging the lines on the plan that life-lines are secured across the deck of a vessel before an approaching gale, only these lines ran up and down at a very acute angle. There was plenty of rope on the beaph to make one line reaching from the shore of the haven to the summit of he rocky barrier, and another from the top of the rocks to the surf line on the outside. There was more rope stranded on the rocks aqove the pressnt sea line. Jack remained on top of the rocks while Tom, being a spryer climber descended and brought the rope up Selecting a suitable projecting stone, the two lines were secured to it, and then Tom, the help of the outside rope, made his way down to the surf to get the rope that lay like a long sinuous snake among the rocks. Securing the guide line around his waist as a support and to leave his hands at liberty, he picked up the nearest

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IN THE LA,ND OF GOLD. 19 He walked off down the beach, leaving.Jack and the girl "It's a wonder we didn't see him, too. You are sure together. it was a man?" I. Next morning the three castaways started after break"Positive He looked something like a Mexican peon." fast, to more fully explore the valley. "What's a Mexican peon?" asked J ack,"'curiously. The boys -each carried a revolver and 1 supply of car "Usually a servant, or native o_f low rank. 'l'hey worked tridges, not because they expected they would need the as laborers on the :railroad lines that my father built for weapons to defend themselves, but on what Jack called the Mexican Government." general principles, "because," he said, "you never can tell "I suppose you've seen lots of them?" what might happen." "Oh, yes. You meet with them everywhere in Mexico." The boys were eager to :find out whether or not they could "And this chap you say you saw yonder, looked like penetrate that remarkable wall of rock that ran across the one?" island, for the exploring fever was strong upon them, and "Yes." they wanted to know something about the other part of "Then we are likely to find more.than one of them on the i sland which seemed to be entirelv cut off from the this island. We might even :find a village full {)f them be fertile valley section. hind this wall. You say he went behind that ledge of seems to be a most astonishing kind of island," rock, yonder?" remarked Jack, as they walked along close to the wall of "Yes." rock. "Here's a shut -in valley, fairly overrun with the "There must be a pass there. Wherever he went, we choicest varieties of tropical fruit, while the rest of the can go, too." island appears to be a mass of bleak rock of no use what"Would it be safe to do it?" she asked, nervously. ever. Funny how nature runs things sometimes, isn't it?" "As Tom and I are armed with six shooters, I guess "I've heard the sailors aboard the Shooting Star tell there isn't any danger. It is a good thing we brought yarns about more curious places than this island, that the revolvers along, Tom. I told you that one never can they'd seen in their time," said Tom. "Nobody knows tell what may happen in this world." what's in this world till they get to knocking around it." "That's right; but I'm not looking for trouble, even if "If we could get on top of this wall of rock and build a I am heeled," said Tom. :fire there, I'll bet it would attract attention aboard any ves-"If we :find a passage in the rock, aren't you game to sel passing way," said Jack. follow it and see what it l eads to?" "That's right; but the people would probably think it "I'll go anywhere you go, but maybe Miss Raymond was a new volcano that was breaking and they wouldn't would not care to go on an exploring expedition, and it come close enough to investigate the matter," repli e d Tom. wouldn't be just the right thing for us to go off and leave "Even if we were to build a fire signal on the rooks her behind in the valle y." around the island, you say that the reef would prevent a "Oh, I'm willing to go wherever you boys go." . vessel coming close in." "There, rom, you see Miss Kittie has more pluck than "So it would. However, the cap'n could send a boat you gave her credit for," laughed J aok. if he thought there were castaways on this island, anxious "I see she has. If there is any exp loring to be done, to be taken off. Some skippers wouldn't take the trouble we:n all go togetl)-er." of doing it, for time is money these days, and castaways They hurried forward to the ledge of rook, and when are not usually overburdened with coin to pay their pasthey reached it the boys were disappointed to find no sign sage to port." of a pass or anything of the kind. "Do you mean to say that any captain would refuse to the man you saw, Miss Kittie, is not behind this take shipwrecked people off an island?" rock, he must have gone somewhere," said Jack. "The "Sure--lots of them. I have heard two skippers say question is, where did he go?" so." "He couldn't walk into the solid rook, nor vanish into "They ought to be put in jail," -repl ied Jack, indigthe air," said Tom, "therefore, it stands to reason the re nantly. .. must be a hole or passageway somewhere here." "There are a lot of people who deserve tc;i go -to jail, Jack and Miss agre e d with him, so the three but they don't get there just the same For instance, Bill looked carefully around for some kind of a break in the Brown managed to keep from getting behind the bars." 1 rock which the man must have vanid1ed "That's because he was born to be drowned." Their perplexity was great when they failed ,to find any. At that moment Kittie uttered a suppressed exclamation, "Are you sure that your eyes did not deceive you, Miss and grasped Jack by the arm. Kittie?" asked Jack. "What's the matter, Miss Kittie?" asked the boy. "Oh, I saw him as plain as I ever saw anything in my "I saw a curious-looking man walk out of that grove life," she assert e d, positively. yonder, and vanish behind that big rock you see down "Then I don't see where he went to." there," she said, pointing. "A curious-looking man!" exclaimed Jack. "Why, I thought the island was uninhabited. You've been here CHAPTER XII. three weeks and you said you uidn't see a aoul durin g that HOW J ACK 'l'O} l DISCOVER THE EXTHANCE THE time." w ALL OF ROCK. "I didn't see anybody till you and your friend came; but I saw a man just now as plainly as I see you both." The three castaways spent some time looking around and'. talking about the mysterious disappearan e of the native,

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20 IN THE LAND OF GOLD. but they were no wiser on the subject at the end of an hour, "I'm with you if we can find a way of getting there,'' than when they first began their imestigations. answered Tom. Finally they gave the puzzling matter up, and continued "I'll tell you what we'll do. Let's go down into the on t h eir way. valley, creep up to where those fellows are the They foll1owed the wall of rock till it joined the rock y fruit, and follow them to the wall when they start off barrier that encircled the valley, and that settled their with their loads. Maybe we'll be able to get on to the hopes of finding a passage to the other par! of the i s land. manner in which they get thrpu g h the wall." From that point they returned the way they had come, Tom fell in with Jack's sugge s tion, and the two boys and paused again at the ledge behind which the native had lost no time in putting the plan in operntion. disappeared With great caution, they approached the spot where the The boys once more looked the rock very carefully oYer, four natives were gathering the plantains. but without result. The y were strong, wiry-looking young men, of a color The n party returned to the haven, carrying a fresh betwe e n copper and light bronze. supp l y of fruit. The ir features were fairly regular, though not parThe man who vanished, formed the chief subject of their ticularl y handsome. conversation till they began to prepare their midday meal, They had p erfec t teeth, glittering black eyes, and jctand th e n they began talking about something else. blac k h a ir. After dinn e r the two boys went up to the top of t h e Jack and Tom watched th e m with gieat curiosity, and rock s again. when finally up their bags and tbrcw them Tl l d th 1 fll th b t d over their s hould ers, with an ease that showed they poslefytphic rnll eu way a ong, 1 ey were a ou mi sessed great strength, the boys followed them as softly as way o e va ey. 'bl Then they sat clown to rest. posTsl1 ef. t' d t l t .for tl1c b1' fl: iockbe-Th f l G lf 11 d h h l'k le our na ives ma e s ra1g 1 e waters 0 be u spar' e 111 t e 1 e a hind which Kittie had seen one of the same race, vanish gently ruffled lake the afternoon breeze b e mg quite There were three sail in sight, but Yery far away to the north and west. that morning. Reaching it, the boys saw the foremo s t chap press one hand against the solid rock. "I wis h I was back at the academy, even with the pros-A section of the rock as large as an ordinary door swung pect of a good caning," 8aid Jack. "The more I see of inward as if on hinges, and through this opening the fom this i8lanc1 the less I like it; and the more I think about s il ently filed. chances of escape, th e worse the:v look. That reef As soon as the last one had passed through, the door onder seems to be a fatal obstacle to our hopes. I wonder closed again, leaving the rocky wall as before. r many yessels baYe been wrecked on some part of it, "Well, what do you think of that?" saicl Jack. since man first sai led these seas?" "I think it's blamed ocld for them to have a secret en" A good many, I guess," replied Tom. trance through that wall," replied Tom. "What do they "I think it's tough to-hello! Look yonder, Tom!" require it for, unless they have someth in g of great im cried Jack, gripping his companion by the arm with one portance that they wish to keep hidden, at all hazards? hand and pointing with the other in some excitement. People from the outside world, like ourselves, s<:;ldom come Tom turned his head and looked. to this island, and only, I guess, when they can't help it, He saw four dark-skinned men with smooth faces, aplike we did. Consequently, those chaps practically have parently between twenty and twenty -five years of age, the island to th emse lve s Blamed if I can understa nd why gathering fruit in big bags from a bunch of plantain trees. they nee d a secret door to the oth er side of the island Their only attire consisted of a pair of long trousers, of "There i s something queer about it, and I for one, am some white material. going to try find out what it means," said Jack. The sunshine glistened on their naked backs as if the "I'm with you, old man." skin had been oiled and then, l ike furniture, treated to a "Then let's go up to the wall and see if we can discover coat of French polish the location of that secret door." 1 "The island is inhabited, beyond any doubt,'' said Tom 1 They immediately walked up to the rocky Wllll where as the two boys, from th eir elevated position, watched th e they had seen the four natives enter through the door, and four natives picking the fruit. "It was one of those chaps looked closely at it. that Miss Raymond saw thi s morning. I ll bet there are '!.'her e wasn't the s ligbte st indication of a door. more of those fellows behind that wall of rock." The only thing that marred the smo oth face of the rock, "What gets me, is how in thunder do they get through was a rough ridge that ran perpendicularly up and down. the rock?" replied Jack "'11hey arc solid flesh and blood Jack pressed on one side of the ridge without result like you and I, and could np more pass through that wall When he exerted the same force on the other side, th e unless there was an opening in it, than we could I'll bet rock suddenly gave way and a huge s lab of stone swung they've got a secret door through which they come and go inward, revealing a dark pa ssage before them. at will, and it is so nicely cons tructed that we couldn't 'rhe moment the boy removed his hand from the slab, it d iscover any signs of it this mori1ing. There must be swung back into place again. some reason for such extreme secrecy, and I'm more curious Pressing on it once more, it opened as before, and seemed than ever t o find out is on the other side of the to be so perfectly poised that only a slight pressure was w a ll. required to keep it in any position with the h and f

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/ 22 IN THE LAND OF GOLD. ====================================================================================' The houses nearest the cave were sma ll and very ordinary. Then came a kind of small, square or open space, and from that on, the houses were much larger and of more careful architecture, though none were over one story in height, except a single building on one side of the square, facing the rising sun. This building was apparently of two stories, for it towered above all the rest. It was square and looked like a l arge block-house with its small narrow windows. A big doorway afforded entrance None of the houses had doors or window-sashes attached to the openings admitting light and air. All the roofs 'Seemed to be made of thatch, slightly peaked $0 that the rain would run off. A number of the dark-skinned natives were busy at work in the fields, and severa l women were moving from the fields to the houses with small wicker baskets on their heads. Copper-colored men in kilts and head-dresses, and spears in their hands, could be seen here and there, apparently directing operation s The three young" castaways advanced some way into this scene of lif e and actiYity, before their presence was noticed. One of the women coming to the door of a house was the first to discover them, and she regarded them with fear and amazement. Thrn she uttered a peculiar cry. Other women came rushing to the doors of their houses, more cries went up, and soon the entire rnlley was in a state of tumult and alarm. Jack, Tom and Kittie kept on, undismayed by this ex hibition of excitement their presence occasioned. By the they reached the square, people flocking from all directions almost surrounded them, but kept at a respectable distance, gazing at them as if they were inhabi tants of another world, and not to be approached with impunity. 'rhe three castaways were now close enough to the two story building to observe the extraordinary points of its construction. The doorway and windows were faced inside and out with a burnished yellow metal that looked like gold. The thick stone coping at the top was ornamented with a succession of characters all simi l ar, and like inverted capita l L's, of the Gothic type, and made of the same yellow metal. Strange hieroglyphic designs also of yellow metal. cov ered wall in profusion, and scintillated in the rays of the morning sunshine Altogether, the building was a most remarkable speci men of ancient architecture, and the three young people took particular notice oI it. "Gee! That building looks as if it was ornamented with gold," said Jack; "but, of course, that can't be. That's too ridiculous a supposition Gold is altogether too valuable to be wasted in that manner. Why, if that was pure gold it would represent enough money to more than pay the annual interest on the public debt of the United States." "Let's go in and see what it look s like :inside," suggested Tom "That will give us a chance to get away from the mob that is following us and looking at us as if we were natural curiosities They turned and walked toward the building. The thirty-odd native men and women who had been si lent up to that moment, now began to utter strange, un couth cries, and display signs of uneasiness. At that moment a dozen of the copper skinned, higher grade inhabitants came upon the scene, and lining up be fore the entrance to the building, presented their :in a hostile way. "That settles it; we can't go in there," sai d Jack, as the three castaways came to a halt within a few feet of the menacing spear line." "Let's go somewhere else." Accordingly, they turned away and continued their walk. They hadn't gone far before the natfres broke away from around them and gathered together in a bunch in their rear Then the young people saw a party of the copper ski nned people, some with spears and some without any kind of arms, approaching. Those without weapons seemed to be thehead men of the village, as the boys called the place, for they were; more splendidly attired than the spearmen, and carried them selves with greater dignity. They halted, with the spearmen on either side, and awaited 'the three young people to draw near. Recognizing their seeming importance, the young cast aways made them a polite bow on coming to a halt be:. fore them There were five men who carried no weapons, and one of the five in the center of the bunch, appeared to be the chief personage of the place. He was fairly covered with golden ornaments, and his tunic and kilt were of special richness. Jack and his two companions waited for him to make the :first advances. This he did by motioning one of his assoc.rntes t:::i ad vance. Then he said something to this man in a strange tongue. The man, taking Jack as the leader of his party, ad dressed him in Spanish. Jack didn't know a word of that language, and therefore did not understand what he said. Kittie, howev er, was well up in Spanish, and she said : "He wants to know where we came from." "Well, if you understand him, you'd better do the talk ing.'' replied Jack. So the girl told the man that they had been shipwrecke d on the island. He translated her answer to the head man. \ Probably a dozen -questions w e r e put to Kittie, many of which s h e translated to Jack, and he suggested the reply. Finally the conference came to an end, and after a con sultation between the :five men, the head one eaid something to the spearrnen, who immediate l y advanced and ranged thernsel vcs on either s ide and behind the thre e castaways Four of the head men walked away, l eaving the inter preter behind. He ordered the spearmen to march the three young PAGE 25 .. IN THE LAND OF GOLD. 23 people to a one-story, roofless building in the rear of the big, ornamented one. The building really consisted of simply four walls, pierced by the single doorway. There was nothing in this enclosure but a big stone box, covered with a great slab, ornamented with a hideous figure of a man with horns like a bull's, growing out of his head 'fhe interpreter motioned to the two boys to stand in the center of the space. Kittie was about to join them, when the interpreter in Spanish, ordered her to remain where she was. As the boys stood facing the interpreter, two natives entered' with ropes, and grasping the boys as if they were mere threw them on the ground and bound their arms to their bodies. The natives then went to the stone box, lifted the cover, and stood it against the wall. Then the interpreter raised his hand. In answer to the signal, the spearmen began to chant a weird dirge. In the midst of it, the interpreter made another sign, waving his hand at the box. As the two natives lifted Jack into the stone sarcophagus that was to be his grave, Kittie Raymond uttered a scream and < attempted to rush over to him, but was prevented by the crosseq Spears of the Aztec-looking warriors After the natives bad deposited Jack in the bottom of the box, they picked Tom up and laid him beside his chum Before either of the boys could grasp the meaning of the situation, the was placed above them, shutting out the light of clay and every sound of life. CHAPTER XIV. IN WHICH BILL BROWN TURNS UP IN THE NICK OF TIME. "Say, what are we up against?" asked Jack, of his com panion in misfortune. "Blessed if I know I don't like the looks of this, for a cent," replied 'I'om. "Neither do I. We are' evidently prisoners." "And this is a queer kind of cell they've put us in." "I wonder how lon.g they mean to keep us here?" "Not long, I hope, for this box seems air-tight. I don't believe we'd last more than half an hour in here. There isn't air enough." "Maybe they put us here to kill us in an easy way," said Jack, anxiously "An easy way! Great jibbooms It would be a hor rible death for us," answered Torn, beginning to shiver at the bare thought of such a thing. "It looks as if we made a mistalrn coming into this part of the island." "I'm afraid we did This is what we catch for being c urious "I wonder what they mean to do with Kittie?" said Jack. "I couldn't tell you All I'm sorry for now is, that we w eren't quick enough to use our revolvers on those rascals "We may have a chance to do that yet, for they didn't tak e them away from us." "I wouldn't give much for the chance if they don't re lease us from this tomb prctts soon." "Don't call it a tomb, Tom. You give me the col d shivers." "It looks like one, and may be intended for one. You can't tell what diabolical trick those rascals may not be capable of. It's all right to hope for the best, but I can't see anything but the worst before you and me I'm afraid our name is mud." "Great Scott! I can't die this way," cried Jack, des, perately. "If this is our fate, I don't see how we can get away from it." Jack remained silent, and for a few moments neither spoke. "Do you really believe that--" began Jack, when he was interrupted by a noise overhead. The cover of the sarcophagus was moving. "They're going to let us out," cried Jack; joyfully. A streak of light appeared at one end of the top of the box. This widened as the stone was moved further and further off the tomb. The boys could not see who was moving it, but the per son evidently found it quite an effort to master the job. Finally a big, bronzed and hairy hand got a good grip on the under part of the lid, then it rose up slowly, tilted over and slid to the ground behind the box. A bronzed and rather wicked-looking face gazed down at the boys, and then a well-known voice they thought stilled forever in the depths of the ocean, said: "Well, my hearties, how d'ye feel?" 0 With a gasp of astonishment, the two castaways recog nized the speaker as Bill Brown. "Hello, Bill, are you really alive?" asked Tom "Looks like it, doesn't it?" grinned the big sailor. I suppose you chaps would like me to cut you loose?" "I should say so. You can't do it any too quick to please us," replied Tom Brown yanked out his sheath-knife, leaned over and cut the thongs that bound the arms of the boys. "There yer are, my hearties. Now yer kin get out of yer own accord." They lost no time in doing so. "Where are those copper rascals who put us in here?" asked Tom "Gone about their business." "How did you know we were in that box?" "Seen 'em put yer there." "Where were you at the time?" "Lookin' out of a hole in the roof of the next buildin', where I've been kept a pl'isoner ever since I came ashore on this here island." "How came you to be taken a prisoner?" "Several of them chaps nabbed me under a tree at sunrise, and fetched me through a kind of tunne l into this place. I was brought before five fellers in fine clothes and golden ornyments and put through a course of sprouts in Spanish. Then I was put in a room in the buildin' next door, which is a treasure store-house, for it's full of gold ingots, food and one thing or another There's enough gold there to make each of us a millionaire." PAGE 26 IN 'l'HE LAND OF GOLD. 25 They came to a stop and the chanting ceased, when several natives stepped forward and explained what they had seen. The s lab b efore the entrance to the treasure 'st or e house, confirmed their story. A consultat i on of the five was held, and then the inte rpreter advanced to the bui l ding alone . H e stopped near the door, and hailed the castaways in Spanish. Bill B row n who could talk the lingo lik.:; a native, took Tom's place at the window and held a pow-wow with the man outside The interpreter demanded that they surrender. Brown refused to consider such a t hin g, telling the interpreter to go to thunder. The man rreturned to his associates and reported. Another consultation took place, the resnli. of which was that the natives were dismissed from the square which was taken possession of by the spearmen. Four of the h ead men retired, l eaving the interpr eter in cha rg e It was clear no w that the castaways were placed m a state of s iege. There wasn't a n y doubt that the enemy could hold out indefinitely. The question was, how lon g could the besieged hold the fort? The treasure storehouse cou ld withstand any kind of an assault with impunity from those outside, excep t an atta ck by way of i.he roof. That was the vulnerab l e point, though the enemy did not make any attempt to take advantage of it. "They may take it into their heads at any moment to at tack us that way," s aid Jack. "Once they got into the floor above, they'd have us, unless we can barricade the hole in the ceil ing at the head of the stone stairway How can we do that?" It was a problem that seemed beyond them "The food is a ll up there, too," said Brown. "What kind of food i s it?" "Dried maize, rice and dried fruits, principally." "We could throw a lot of it down here, Hi.en WB wouldn't starve for some time." "But is there any water?" asked Kittie. The big sailor uttered a fierce imprecation, while the boys looked at each other in consternation. Food there appeared to be plenty, according to Brown, who had seen it, but water-that was something they had not thought of-apparently, the r e wasn't a drop in the building. Tlieir fate now seemed seal ed for without water they could not hold out. What were they to do? "Let's investigate our resources, anyway," said Jack. He and Tom rushed to the floor above. With the exception of the two sma ll rooms in which Brown and Kittie had been confined, the floor cons i sted of one l arge room. Thi s was :filled with bins of maize, rice, dried fruit, and oth er i'oodstu:ff. Along one wall was ranged a score of large, red pots their mouths covered with thick cloth tied tight "What's in them?" asked Torn. Jack's answer was to pull out his and cut away the cloth from one of them. The vessel contained some kind of pleasant-smelling, light-colored liquor. Jack cautiously tasted it. "It's grape juice," he said, in a tone of satisfaction. "Hurrah!" cried Tom, "then we have somet hing to drink, after all." They reported their discovery to Kittie and the sa ilor. With Brown's help, all the jars were removed below, and then as much of the food as they :figured they would need. During this work, Kittie s tood on one of the ingot piles and watched the movements of the enemy By this time it was well along in the afternoon, and all hands were hu n g r y . They made a meal of dri ed fruit, which they was hed clown with grape juice. The re8t of the afternoon they spebt in making a bar ricade of golden ingots at the foot of the stairway, where they coul d command the opening above with their revolver s in case the enemy entered by way of the roof. The boys had p l enty of ammunition, and as lhe inhabi tants of the Yill age were not numerous, probab l y not over one hundred a ll told-men, women and children-they hoped to be able to stand them oil' successfully. About four o'clock the work was completed, a nd Brown and the boys sat down to rest. Suddenly, without the l east warnin g, a tremor shook the building, as if a big explosion h ad taken place some miles away. "What's that?" cried Jack. Before either of his companions could answer, the gro-und and building began to move to and :fro, from east to 'Yest. Cries of terror resounded witho ut in the valley. The air grew hazy and dark. "Great Scott! It's an eart hqu ake !" cried Jack, spring ing on his feet. The movement of the ground stopped with a sudden The four castaways were great l y start l e d for the peculiar sensation caused by the solid earth moving under one, can only be understood by one who has felt it. The air outside continued to grow darker, and the still ness was broken only by the excitement that reigned among the inhabitants of the valley outside :For thirty minutes nothing more happ e ned, and the be sieged thought that the eart h q uak e was over, when a loud exp losi on sounded 'way down in the bowels of the island somewhere, and the ground began to sway w o rse than' e ver A tremendous uproar arose a ll aro und Shrieks and cries resounded outside. Rocks began falling with tremendous c r ashes The building moved back and forth like a reed swayed by the wind. The upper walls fell both in ward and o utward, and a cloud of dust came :floating down the hole. A tremendous roar, more terrible than anything Brown or the young people ever dreamed of, now filled the air, which grew black and sultry With a cry of terror, the big sailor sprang to his feet, PAGE 27 26 IN THE LAND OF GOLD. his eyes bulging with fright, and made a rush for the slab that covered the doorway. He seized it to push it aside, when theearth came to a rest with a heavy s hock. Instantly the stone stairs and front ceiling fell into the room with a crash, burying Bill Brown under several tons of stone, crushing his life out in a moment. The silence that succeeded was even more terrifying than what the castaways had passed through. Kittie clung convulsively to as if he was her only hope. The three scarcely moved or uttered a sound for half an hour, by which time the air began gradually to grow lighter. "Is it 9ver ?" whispered Kittie, fifteen minutes later. "What an awful experience!" "I hope so," repli e d Jack, releasing her. In a few minutes th e setting sun flashed out and lit up the ruins of the treasure storehouse. The sunshine put fresh courage into the hearts of the three. "Poor Brown; he's gone," said "Let's take a look at the damage out s ide." He and Jack made their way over the PAGE 28 ' l j .. FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY 27 Fame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, JANUARY 8, 1909 Terms to Subscribers Single Copies ........................ . One Copy Three nonths ........................... One Copy Six nonths .................................... One Copy One Year ..................................... Postage Free. How 'l'o SEND MONE'Y. .05 Cents .65 ..$1.25 :a.50 At our risk send P. 0. Money Order, Check, or Registered Letter; re mittances in any other way are at your risk. We accept Postage Stamps s a m e as cash. When s ending silver wrap the coin in a separate piece of paper to avoid cutting the envelope. Write 11our name and address plainly. Address lette1s to Frank Tousey, Publisher, 2-4 Union Sq., New York GOOD STORIES. Taxicabs in London, as in New York, are a marked success and the hansom is b eing crowded out. Although scarcely a year has passed since these swift-moving carriages appeared, the capital already invested in London taxicabs is $10,000,000 'l 'here are 758 taxicabs on the street, 2,600 taxicabs ready for engagements, and 1 ,700 licens ed drivers. Are billiards dying out, and are motoring and golf killing them? In 1894 the French Treasury returns noted 95,000 billiard tables in the country. This year the figure is only 89,000. The treasury laments the fact, not from any disinter ested Jove for the grand old game, but because every billiard table pays a heavy tax. Motoring of course contributes its full share to the inland revenue here as well as e l sewhere, but 'S'b far the royal and ancient pastime, which is quite new here, pays nothing to the state. However, that may co m e in due course, and golf cl ubs, balls, caddies and Jinks may be taxed to make up for the shrin\age in billiard tables. The most venerable rose tree in existence is said to bloom against the ancient church of Hildesheim, in Germany. heim has h a d a most eventful history. Notwithstanding the many parties which at different times have been in the as cendency, they all seem to have respected and tended the rose tree, which, it is said, was planted by Charlemagne. The trunk is now almost as big as a man's body. There are five principal limbs trained against the church, the tree being protected by iron railings inc losing an area of about twenty-six square feet. The rude G erma n soldiers in earl y ages tended the tree, Cath oli cs and Protestdnts, in turn masters of the town, drained the ground, the soldiers of Turenne faste n ed up the branches with clamps, and those of Napoleon a century and a half later erected the railings. test a red light of the same intensity will more than do so. It was found that the candle power of green light, which re mained visible at one, two, three and four miles, was two, fifteen, fif ty-one and one hundred and six, respectively. A neat little bungalow located in the outskirts of Long Beach, built by a pretty little woman, is attracting attention. The builder is Mrs Frank Nottingham, who is a prominent worker in thetY. W. C. A. Miss Gertrude Gilbert, matron for the Y. W. C. A., wanted a home, owned a lot and had about$120 with which to erect a house. She knew this would be if she were compelled to hire carpenters at $3 a day. Mrs. Nottingham talked the matter over with her and finally said she would undertake to build it and would not charge her a penny for .her labor. Though she had never built so much as a chicken house before, the plucky woman was con fident. Armed with a rusty saw, hatchet, plane and l eve l she started to work. She devoted exactly 100 hours to the under taking, and a short time ago turned the house over to its owner. The bungalow is 1 8 by 20 feet in dimensions and con tains seven windows and two doors. Mrs. Nottingham had no assistance, placing the big heavy rafters alone a-nd performing feats a carpente r"would shun. JOKES AND JESTSe Dumley-Say, you'd better take something for that c old, old man. Now--Wise-Don't offer me any more, please. I've taken too much already. Dumley-Too much what? Wise -Adv ice "Do you take any periodicals?" asked the new Clergyman on his first round of parish visits. "Well, I don't," replied the woman; "but my husband takes 'em frequent. I do wish you'd try to get him to sign the pledge." "I saw G . Whizz in his automobile yesterday, and it was actually creeping a long at a snail's pace." "Good gracious! Why, Whizz is one al. the most notorious speed maniacs in town. What do you suppose was the matter?" "He was go ing to see a dentist. The youl(g man who received the following note from his fiancee would have been better pleased if she had employed a comma or two. "Jack Huggard call ed yesterday. Jack couldn't have heard of our engagement, for before leaving he proposed. I to ld him I was sorry I was engaged to yo u." "These pianos look too cheap," said the young woman with the picture hat, her eyebrows contracting slightly. S ho w me some of the best you've got." "Yes, ma'am," said the sal esman. "May I ask you how high you'd like to go?" "Me? Oh, I only go to G, but I want one with all the octaves, just the same." I Mr. Browne-I regret to say, dear, that-er-concerning that birthday gift I promised you-er-diamonds are up in price now, higher than I can afford. Mrs. Browne-I'm so sorry, dear. Mr. Browne-Yes, it is disappointing--Mrs. Browne -Yes, it's too bad that you'll have to pay more than you can afford Germany and the Netherlands have been conducting together a series of experiments for the purpose of ascertaining how far certain c olors and powers of light can be seen. A light of one-candle power is plainly visible at one mile and one of three candle power at three miles. A ten-candle power light was seen with a binocular at four miles, one of twenty-nine at five The Bishop of London, at a dinner in Washington, told a miles though, faintly, and one of thirty.three-candle power at story as the cigars came on about one of his predecessors. the same distance without difficulty. On an exceptionally c lear "When Dr. Creighton was Bishop of London," he said, "he rod e night a white light df three and two-tenths-candle power could in a train one day with a small, meek curate. Dr. Creighton, be distinguishe d at three miles, one of five and six-tenths at an ardent Jover of tobacco, soon took out his cigar case, and four and one of seventeen and two -tenths at five miles. The with a smile he said: 'You don't mind my smok ing, I sup: experiments were made with green light, as it has been con pose?' The meek, pale little curate bowed and answered hum clusively proved that if a light of that color fills the require d bly: 'Not if your lordship doesn't mind my being sick.' PAGE 29 y -FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. WAS HE MAD? By John Sherman. "The vagaries of a di seased mind are oftentimes wonderful. I am n:{ore and more impressed with the belief that insanity is a disease which on people. From a small incident, or from a period of shock, insanity takes its start. Thus it was with Hugh Somers. Had he been surrounded with pleasant influences, had his mind been drawn off that horrible affair, be would have remained of sound mind, and his life would not have been placed in j eopardy. Was he mad? was the question in the trial." I read this indorsement on the back of one of my uncle's manuscripts, and, lighting a fresh cigar, drew the argand light nearer to my elbow, placed my feet on my desk at nearly a: level with my head, opened the manuscript, and soon every thing else was forgotten in the interest I felt in the solution of the query-"Was He Mad?" Captain Somers was descended from a proud and wealthy old family, and lived in elegant style at his country seat, known for miles around as Breeze Lawn. The captain's wife had been dead many years, and the family consisted of the captain and Hugh and the servants. There was another son, John Somers, older than Hugh, who had brought disgrace on the good old family name, and had been disinherited by his father. Captain Somers had driven him sternly forth, cursing the hour of his birth. Once qaptain Somers made up his mind was no such thing as relenting. Yet, stern though he was, he had a heart tender as a woman's where Hugh was con cerned, for on him he his whole afl'ection, which was returned by Hugh with interest. At Breeze Lawn everything moved along smoothly, happily, without jar or turmoil, until one nigit a servant, returning from the near-by village about nine o'clock, stumbled over the body of a man stretched across the path. His cries of alarm drew others from the house. A light was pro-;;ured, and their horror may be imagined when they made the discovery that it was the body of their master, cold in death, and besmeared with blood which had flowed from the fatal cut of the assassin. For a few hours the sight of Hugh's grief was fearful to look upon, and then he became calm and silent to a degree which was melancholy. Who had done the awful deed? This was the question which passed from mouth to mouth; a question which to this day has never been actually solved, although after circumstances enabled those who knew to make a shrewd guess. 'l'he murder was the usual nine days' wonder, and then it began to be gradually forgotten. Captain Somers was buried, and life at Breeze Lawn settled back into its old channel, save that one of their number was missing, and the other singularly silent and reserved. Hugh became more and more reserved a.s months rolled away, until finally he never spoke at all, save when irritated by one of the servants, whom he would discharge on the spot, and who would not be replaced. At last but one servant was left to inhabit the grand old house, and enjoy its old-fashioned chairs and antique fixtures. She at length was also found fault with and discharged, an.I Hugh was left alone. How be passed his time no one ever knew, for none ven tured near the house and its churlish master. And then a strange story began to fioat around. It was to T the effect that the house was haunted. Some treated the story with scorn, but were convinced wheh at night they saw a figure in white glide about the grounds or saw it appear and disappear at one of the windows. This continued for several months, and then one day the vil lage people were startled by the news that on the night before May Turner had disappeared from her father's house. Had any one seen her? This was the anxious query of the distressed father, of every one he met." At last an old farmer who knew May stated that he had seen her in the neighborhood of Breeze Lawn, about ten o'clock the night before. It had been moonlight, and he was sure it was she. In fact, he had spoken to her, but she had hurried on as if desirous of not being known. Seen near Breeze Lawn! Everybody knew \hat May and Hugh were lovers before that fatal day when the captain had been killed. Since that time, however, he had not been near To Breeze Lawn the anguished father hurried with some neighbors. The hall door was open and they entered the house. Tui;.n ing into one of the parlors, it was to be riven with anguish at the sight of his daughter stretched on the floor, dead. The story of the ghost was explained. The devoted girl had come to Breeze Lawn night after night to bring food to the man she loved, to care for him as well as she could. She had come silently, like a shadow, and had gone in the same way, and Hugh never once had seen her until the night before. They found him in another part of the how;;e, and bis cloth ing was speckled and daubed with May's life-blood. They took him in beside her body, but he evinced no emotion, no horror, at the sight. "Who is she?" he asked. But they thought him shamming. Insanity was an old dodge, it could not work with them. Hugh was arrested and taken to jail, and placed on trial for murder. It was then that I came upon the scene, being summoned as an expert in insanity, to state my belief as to Hugh's mental condition. Others differed from me. I said he was mad, others that he was sane. That he had struck down May Turner none doubted, but the trial resolved itself into-not whether he committed the murder, but-was he mag? Mad he was finally decided to be, through my exertions, and therefore not accountable for his actions. It was settled that he was to be taken to an insane asylum; in short, to the one I had charge of. During the trial he had not said a word-aye, yes, or no; although I had observed that he watched me closely. It was after the trial was finished that he surprised me by volun tarily opening a conversation with me. "You think I am mad?" he said. "A little unsettled in mind by your troubles," I answered. '"Wrong!" he exclaimed. "But I dare not speak for his sake." "For whose sake?" I inquired, opening my eyes. Was some body back of this? Somebody whom Hugh's supposed insanity was protecting? But he was as dumb as an oyster when I asked whom he meant. He did not speak to me again for hours, and then his eyes suddenly flashed as he blurted out: "He must be punished?" "He! Who?" PAGE 30 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 29 Again no reply. An hour later he as suddenly and unexpectedly spoke again. "There was a will! "Left by your father, you mean?" "Yes." "What of it?" "It has not been found." "Well?" "It must be!" '"Why?" "Never mind," and he shook his head knowingly, a cunning expression in his eyes, such as is never seen i_n those of a sane man. I was more deeply interested than ever in this strange case. "Are you afraid of me?" "No. Why?" I asked. "Because all the others seem to be," say you are going to take me away." "Yes." he answered. "They "Do you mind spending one night with me in Breeze Lawn?" "No; do you wish it?" "Yes." placing his hands -no, I want it all dark when he comes. A light might frighten flash. He had returned, humble, penitent, had begged for for giveness, for money. Captain Somers had sternly refused, and then had been stricken down by his outcast, desperate son. him away." I, however, would not think of spending the night with him in utter darkness, for, though not afraid of him, I knew not what vagary might cross his mind. At last I struck something which would answer nearly as well as a lamp; it was a torch of pitch pine. Hugh made no resistance when I lighted it, and I did not offer to stop him when he went about carefully the windows and stopping up the cracks of the doors, so that the rays of light should not be seen beyond the room. Then I sat down in an old-fashioned but comfortable arm chair and placed my hat on the table beside me. Hugh kept restlessly moving about, now examining his father's desk, and now some other articles of furniture, searching, I supposed, for the missing will. It was near the hour of midnight when I denly pause, and then, pricking his ears, listen. ( observed him sud bend his head to "He's coming! Hugh in an intense whisper. Presently I could make out the' sound of light footfalls. They drew nearer, their destination appearing to be the very room we in. Hugh glanced at me, then about the apartment, then darted away and stretched himself on the floor where he would be concealed by a large roll of carpet. Hardly had quietness settled down when I heard a hand touch the door-knob. It was slowly turned, and then the door was opened by a tall, thin-faced man, wearing a high hat. He started as if in alarm at sight of the light and myself. At first he seemed inclined to hastily retire, and then think ing better of it, he advanced within the room. "Who are you?" he hoarsely asked as he reached the table, I could do noth-ing, though I W\J.S harrowed to the soul by the sounds of the awful struggle going on within so few feet of me. It did not last long. In less than three mjnutEl,S' the last sound had ceased, and an silence had settled down. I struck a match and saw that both were lying silent on the floor. Having lighted the torch, I found that John Somers had fallen a victim to the fury of the madman, who lay unconscious beside the man he had killed. When he recovered consciousness I hurried him away from Breeze Law:n. A year's residence at the asylum, during which time he was kept employed in work which interested him, and his mind therefore kept off the terrible past, and I was able to pronounce him cured. His first sane question was regarding May Turner. I told him she was dead. He asked no more; and I did not tell him how she had died. He asked to see her grave, and I accompanied him to it. He bent and kiss.@d the mound over her loved form, and then turning to me, he said: "You may think all the dark past is forgotten. You are wrong! You have tried to conceal from me the knowledge that I have been in an insane asylum, but I know it perfectly well. My mind was diseased: of that I am equally aware. To you are my thanks due for restoring me, the methods of which restoration I now understand. But the fever is still in my blood; I did not kill May! What would you advise me to do?" "Sell Breeze Lawn and remain away from objects which serve to bring back the past." He followed my advice. Years afterward he returned from abroad, perfectly sound in mind, and little like one of whom could be asked; "Was he mad?" PAGE 31 'These Everythin .gl !. COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA! Books Tell You Each book consists of sixty-four pages, printed on good paper, in clear type and bound in iln attracti;e, illustrated covet. 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