Tatters, or, A boy from the slums

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' STORIES OP WHO MA}{E MONEY. "Stop thief!'' shouted the stranger, following him. The rascal darted around the brick pile with the intention of hiding inside of the unfinished buildings. "No yer don't, cull!" cried Tatters, springing from his perch and landing on the fellow' s back.


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TATTERS. "Well, wot does yer t'ink of dat, fellers?" exclaimed Butts, in a tone of disgust. "It's meaner'n dirt,'' chorused his companions. / Tartar heard this comment upon his action, but it didn't bother him. He simply gave a grunt and turned over in his cot. "Caleb Tartar, you're a mean old stuff!" cried Butts. "That's wot he is!" came from the straw in different quarters. Tartar covered his head with the blanket to out these uncomplimentary remarks. "Will yer li sten ter dat rain!" remarked Butts, after a silence of two minutes. It was coming down now in torrents, and the wind from the river swept it up against the fronts of the buildings. "A fil).e night ter be out in, ain't it, fellers?" "It's soakin' t'rough on der steps," said an urchin named Billy Moss, who blacked boots for a living. "If it keeps on at dat rate we'll all have ter swim out," spoke up a newsboy named Tommy Dodd, who was a cripple. Caleb Tartar preferred this kind of night, for it generally prpvip.ed him with a full house. He charged the boys five cents apiece, stri c tly in advance, for the privilege of passing the hours of darkness in his cel.lar lodgings. There was a momentary silence and then a chorus of "Noes." "Der old man has stood on our necks long enough. It's time dat we put a stop ter it," continued Butts, groping about in the straw. "Wot yer goin' ter do, Butts?" asked Bermudas. "T'row me shoe at his head ter begin wit'," answered Butts. "Fellers, when I give der word, fire one of yer shoes at him. If dat don't stop him, t'row der udder. Den if he wants some more we'll jump on him and sit on his back till he gives in." Tartar now came shuffling toward the spot where he knew Tommy Dodd lay. As soon as he got half way, where the candle threw its light upon his spare figure, Butts roared: "I,et him have it!" Whiz-swish-whiz / Eight shoes flew through the air, and every one hit if.s mark. Tartar was taken completely by surprise and he went down on the floor. He was up again in1 a moment, swearing like a trooper, and glared about the cellar, bt1t every boy was lying down. Only the old man's oaths and the rain outside broke the stillness "I'll put you all out, you pestiferous imps!" howled Caleb Tartar. "I'll lick you, Tommy Dodd, to begin with, for. you're the cause of all the trouble." He 'Started again for Tommy's locality. He was a miser, and for this reason, combined with his other bad qualities, the boys had no friendly feeling for him. As soon as his back was turned to the majority of the "If Tatters shows up soon and wants ter get in I move boys there was another movement in the straw behind him. dat we bu'st der door open an' let him in," suggested Ber-Whiz-swish-whiz l mudas, sitting up in his straw bed. Eight more shoes played a lively 'tattoo on Tartar's back "Dat's wot I say," agreed Billy Moss. and head. "Hello, there!" roared Tartar, who had overheard what He stopped and turned around, bqt every boy had Bermudas said. "If you kids don't shut up and go to ished into the straw again. sleep, I'll take a stick to you." "I'll pay you well for this, you little villains!" he roared, "Yes, yer will, I don't t'ink !" replied Moss, ironically. furiously. "Who spoke?" demanded Tartar, in a sudden rage, sitA chorus of snickers rose from the straw. ting up. "Was that you, Tommy Dodd?" Tartar shook his fist at his young lodgers and then "No, it wasn't me," answered Tommy, who was cuddled reached for the cripple boy. up. close to Moss. "Come out of that, Tommy Dodd. Come out and make "I say it was you. I know yonr'voice. If I hea r another tracks for the sh"eet, d'ye bear me?" word from you I'll put ont into the street cl'ye hear?" "I ain't done not'in'," whispered Tomm y "I didn't say not'in'," replied Tommy, who stood in "Corne out!" great fear of the old man. "Yer ain't got no right ter put me out," protested "You will answer back when I told you to shut up, will Tommy. "I've paid me lodgin'." you? Now out you go in two minufes, anr1 you don't get "I don't keer whether you've paid or hain't paid, you've your money back, either . I'll learn you kids not to sass got to go when I says the word. I don't allow nobody to ,, I'.> 1;. ,ift C me. sass me back." t The boys heard Tartar get out of hi'S cot and start to "I never opened me mol1t',"asserted Tommy, truthfully. put his clothes on. "I say you did. I heard you. If you don't move I'll They all knew that he meant business when he got pull you out by the feet." started and Tommy Dodd who had to hobble about with Tartar bent down to seize the cripple's leg, when somethe aid of one crutch, was terrified. thing alighted on the top of his back and bore him to the r t:ay, fellers, do we stand ter have der cripple put out floor. inter der storm?" sang out Butts, aggressively. J That something was the agile Butts.


TATTERS. I Bermudas, who was much heavier, followed, and Tartar grunted as his weight struck him in the small 0 the back. Several of the other boys piled on unj;il the old man was straddled from his neck to his eet. "Now will youse be good, Caleb?" asked Butts, with a 1 The cellar-door key had dropped from Tartar's :fingers and Bermudas accidentally put his bare toes on it. "I've got the key, fellers,'' he shouted, as he picked it up. Tartar wriggled around in a vain attempt to unseat his tormentors, and what he ditln't do to the English language isn't worth mentioning. But the boys had him at their mercy, and Butts proposed to teach the old miser a le s son. The rain had died away outside, and the wind, too, seemed to have subsided. "Are yer goin' ter let Tommy alone, Caleb?" asked Butts, grabbing the olcl man by the ears. "He's got to get out," insisted Caleb. "And the lot of you will go with him." "Don't yer fool yersel, Caleb. Nobody goes out ter night, arrd if yer don't go quietly back ter bed we'll tie yer up an' t'row yer inter ther pool 0 water close to ther stairs, see?" .-1 "I'll be the death 0 you, .Jack Drew, or this," snarled Tartar. "No yer won't. Yer won't do not' in' ter me. Yer knows better dan dat." At that moment there arose outside a wild clatter 0 footsteps and a confusion of sounds. "Hello, wot's der matter outside?" asked Bermudas, leaping off Tartar's back and running to the foot of the dripping steps. Above the uproar came the wild shriek 0 a girl. "Hully gee!" cried Butts. "Dere's somet'in' doin' out side, or yo.use kin call me a liar!" A loud rapping came on the cellar flap, and the well known voice 0 Tatters was heard shouting: "Hi, hi, fellers l I want yer help. Dere's trouble ter burn!" "There's Tatters!" roared Bermudas. "He's got into a scrimmage. Come on, all of youse !" He unlocked the padlock, but was careful to put the key in his pocket, ancl threw open the :flap. The sounds 0 a conflict in the stre et, mingled with the shrieks 0 a girl, came plainly to the ears 0 the boys be low, who, with no thought or their shoes, began to swarm up the stone steps, leaving old Tartar and crippled Tommy to themselves. CHAPTER II. THE SCRAP IN WATER STREET. ., The flickering gas lamp at the edge 0 the sidewalk threw a misty light upon the scrap that was going on in front of the building. Tatters and a well-dressed man were backed up against a huck, standing off our ruffians 0 the Watell-Street gang who were attacking them with sticks of wood. Cowering down beside Tatters was a terrified girl of ten, attired in a neat jacket and hat to match. On the ground nearby was a shattered umbrella. The man, down whose strong features trickled a stream of blood from a cut on the side of the head, was defending himself with one of the rungs of the truck, and was hard pressed by three of the rascals, while the fo1:1.rth was hav ing his hands pretty full trying to overcome Tatters, who was dodging around and tapping him on the head and body every once in a while with a stout bit of wood he had picked out of the gutter. "Come on, fellers!" shouted Tatters, as soon as he saw his friends coming into sight. "Sail in and knock the stuffin' out'r these toughs." Butts picked up a stone and shied it at one of the ras cals, hitting him on the head and putting him out of the fight or a moment. The rest of the boys, grabbing up the first thing that came to hand, joined in the melee and began to make tlifugs interesting for the Water Street ruffians. Just as the rascals were beginning to give way, they re ceived reinforcement in the shape 0 three of their pals, and then the fight grew hotter than ever. Tatters kept near the little girl and whirled hia stick a bout with telling effect. He was a stout boy of probably thirteen years, as tough and rugged as they come in the slums. But he had a strong, good-looking face, with not an evil line in it. 0 his clothes, the least said the better. They were the cast-off wrecks 0 better days, full of rents, through which the warm air of summer and the chill blasts of winter came in contact with his brown skin. Torn and tattered they were indeed, and by his singular costume he was known-Tatters. For all that, a warm bath and a suit 0 new clothes would have made him look like a little gentleman, but he never could have acted the part, or the moment he opened his mouth the lingo 0 the slums :fl.owed between his lips as naturally as water down hill. He had been bred in the purlieus e>f the great city, and its customs and manner of talk were strong upon him. "Take dat, cully !" he cried, whacking a fresh e>pponent on the shoulder with his weapon and then dodging safely \ away from a return blow. I I ,i<.::>. "Dat's de way ter fetcb him, Tatters I" cried Butts, dash:ing up alongside 0 his friend. "I kin lick de stuffin' out'r one of dese toughs meself.1 ,Biff Whack Crack The two boys and the rascal mixed matters up at a tive1y rate. Caleb Tartar's young lodgers put up a game :fight, con-


TATTERS. sidering their size, but the superior weight of their oppo"Where do you live, my boy?" asked the man, clearly inn en ts was doing them up, when two policemen suddenly terested in his young saviour. u ppeared on the scene. "In de streets, 'cept at nights, when I bunk in Caleb Tar. One of the ruffians uttered a warning to his companions, tar's hotel." and in a moment they scattered to the right and left and "Caleb Tartar's hotel! And where is that?" took to their heels, leaving Tatters and his crowd masters "Under dat ship chandler's, dere," replied Tatters, pointof the field. ing to the open flap of the cellar entrance. "Me and me The man anli the girl who had been the primary cause of friends sleep dere nights." the trouble were instantly surrounded by the boys, and Tat-"So you call that a hotel, do you?" said the ma.Ii, with a ters was importuned to explain the cause of the disturbance. smile The policemen, however, forced their way to the front "Yep. It ain't as swell as de Fift' Avenoo, but wot kin and started to question the man, who was in a fainting conyouse expect fer a nickel?" dition from the blows he had received. "I should say the charge was very reasonable." "I'll tell youse all about it," volunteered Tatters, seeing "Well, we don't put on no frills. I'm savin' me money that the man was in no condition to answer. to buy an automobile so J kin take the air in de park, see?" "Well, what do you know about it, Tatters?" asked one "It seems to me you are a character. Well, my lad, I'm of the officers, who knew the boy well and knew nothing bad under great obligations to you--" of him. "And me friends. Don't forget 'em." "It wuz dis way: Dis here gentleman and dis girl," "And friends, of course, but chiefly yourself. I taking the little miss by the hand, a familiarity she did should be glad to do something for you, if you will let me." not resent in the least, but rather gazed at him with eyes "You s e needn't worry 'bout me. l'tll g lad dat I queered big with admiration and respect, "come off der Fulton de gang. Dey i s hard cases, an' don't t'ink not'in of tappin' ferryboat a.while ago, see? I wuz passin' erlong at de time y er on de nut an' goin' t'rough yer clothes.'s de way an I seen 'em start ter cross de street. At dat moment cley live, see?" t'ree of elem Water Street toughs jumped O'll.t from be"The Water Street gang ia the toughest in this neigh hind a truck, under which dey'd b e en hiclin', and went for borhoocl,'' explain e d the officer. "They're crooks, every one elem. I know' d w o t cleir game wuz. D e y meant ter sand-of them, and there isn't one but has d<; me either on the bag de gent and rob him, so I je s t chipped in wid me mout' I s land or up the river. You may congratulate yourself on and give him a warnin', at de same time runnin' up an' hqving escaped them. They'd as soon drop you into the catchin' dis girl by de hand s o a s ter help h e r get a move river as look at you." on. Den a fourt' tou g h j'in e d in and cut u s off s o we had The gentleman shuddered and the little girl looked ter back up ag'in dis tru ck. I hollered to me friends in de fri g htened. c e llar and d e y come out and s ailed in, but t'ree more of Well, officer, as a favor, I wish you'd go with us as far the gang showe d up, an' I gues s we'd er got de worst of it a s the elevated station. I'm in no shape to run any more if youse cops hadn't come up. Dat's a,ll dere is to it." ri s k to-night." "He's a brave lad, officer,'' said the man, reviving some what. "If it hadn't been for him I should have been knocked out, and heaven knows what would have become of my little girl down in this neighborhood." "I guess it was lucky for you that you ran a cros s Tat ters,!' agreed the officers. "What do you call him?" asked the man in soine s urprise. "Tatters. That's all the name he ha s I guess. At any rate, I never heard he had any other, and I've known him for three years." "What is yopr I'ig_!it name, my boy?" aske d the gentleman of our hero "Tatters is all I gol, at any rate." "Is it pos s ible Qu have nQr ot.rer name?" 'l'he little girl looked her astonishment, too, but she never let go of his head. "Dat's right. l I'm Tatters, and dat's all dere is to it." "The :pame fits him all right," grinned the officer. "He's a btfudle of rags from head to foot, and I've never known him to look any different." "All right, sir." "Here's a bill for you, my brave boy,'' said the man, handing Tatters a note. "Here is my card, too. I wish y ou'd call on me soon. I want to do s omething for you in r e turn for what you did for my little daughter and myself to-night." "T'anks for de bill, mi s ter, and I'll keep de keerd till me tailor sends home me new soot, den mebbe I'll do you s e de honor of callin' on yer." "I'd prefer if you d let me send you to a store where they kee p dothes ready made,'' laughed the man. "Your tailor might keep you waiting too long." "I dunno, mister. I'm used to dis s oot. It fit s me easy, an' I s houldn t !mow mes elf in anyt'in el e. If it's all de to youse we'll let it go at dat. ms bill ought to give me an' me friends a nickel apiece all around, so I t'ink de account is bout square. Good night, miss. Glad I wuz able to help youse out. '1 Thus speaking, Tatters backed away, and, followed by Butts, Bermudas and the rest, dived down into Caleb Tartar's cellar, and pulled the trap after them, Bermudas lingering behind to lock it.


TATTERS. CHAPTER III. TATTERS STANDS TREAT. Next morning, Tatters and his friends left Caleb Tartar's at half-past six and started in upon a new day's experi ences. Tatters's occupation was that of a bootblack, and his particular associates, Butts and Bermudas, followed the same line of business. They worked along South Street and adjacent thorough fares, but trade was never so brisk as to overburden them with nickels. When the boys emerged from the Water Street basement they made for a neighboring horse-trough and washed up in a very primitive fashion, then they were ready to flock to a cheap restaurant close by for coffee and rolls, or per haps something more substantia.J, according to the state of their finances. "Say, fellers," said Tatters, as they started for the hash house, "I guess dat bill I got last night will pay fer grub all 'round dis mornin'." "How much is it-a dollar?" asked Butts. "Dat's about wot it is," said Tatters, as he pulled it out of his pocket and smoothed it out. "Hully gee he ex claimed, stopping in the middle of the street "If it ain't a fiver!" The crowd gathered around and looked at it. "So 'tis," said B0ermudas "Tatters, youse ought'r blow us off ter Delmonico." "I'm t'inkin' da.t would be too rich fer yer b lood. Por tugee Joe is good enough for us. Youse kin all have hash browned in de pan in addition to de reg'lar coffee an' rolls, an' it won't cost youse a cent." "Yer a brick, Tatters," shouted the hnngry urchins, making a wild break for the eating-house kept by Portuguese Joe, as l1e was called When they had satisfied their appetite, Tatters led the procession up to the counter where Joe himself sat. He threw down a handful of checks. "Dis is, on me," he said, diving into his rag s for the bill. Portuguese Joe gr inned. He knew Tatters well, and had a friendly feeling for him but it did not go as far as free grub when the boy was broke. When the boy laid the bill on the connter he, took it up and looked at it. "Where you find dat, Tatters?" he asked suspicious ly. "Don't youse worry erbout dat, Portugee. I've just been collectin' me rent. Hand over de change." "You rich to-day," said the Portuguese, a.s he handed the boy what was coming to him. "Betcher life I am, cull. Dis is me flush time. If it wasn't ag'in me temp'rance principles I'd take yer around de corner an' blow yer off." Portuguese Joe grinned, the boys filed outside, and, after chinning a moment or two, scattered to their stamp ing gro unds. Tatters, Butts and Bermudas went off up South Street together and finally sat down on a stringpiece of one of the wharves, in the sunshine. It was rather early yet for business. "Dat wuz a nice little gal la st night da:t youse had under yer wing, Tatters," grinned Butts. "She seemed to take'r great shine ter yer." "Quit yer kiddin', Butts," retorted Tatters. "I leave it ter Bermudas." "Dat's right, Tatters. She wuz mashed on yer," said the other. "Bermudas, yer make me tired." "Youse have got de gent's keerd in yer clothes," said Butts. "He promised to get yer a new soot. If I wuz yo use I'cl take him up." "W ot's de matter wit' yer? Do yer t'ink I want ter turn dood ?" "Yer don t have ter wear 'em if yer don't want ter. Yer kin soak 'em up in Cherry Hill for a couple o.f cases an' den lose de ticket1 see?" !'Arter de gent had paid a tener for 'em mebbe, eh? Wot do yer take me for? I don t do dat kind of biz. If I took cle clothes I'd wear 'em But I don' t want 'em. Dis outfit is good enough for me. I don t need no valley ter keep it in repair. I kin s leep in 'em an' work in 'em an' dey alwuz looks de same. Me name is Tatters, ain't it? Well, I'd look :fine wit' dat name in a new soot, wouldn't I?" "Dat's right," agreed his friends, together. "Yer wouldn't be Ta.tters no more." "Of course I wouldn't. Den who would I be?" "Give it up," rep lied Butts, scratching his head as if the problem was too much for him. "Yer'd have ter get a new name," s uggested Bermudas, sagely. "Tatters is good enough for me," replied the lad, drum ming with his bare heels upon the stri ngpiece. "It's funny dat yer don't remember not'in about yerself, Tatters," said Butts reflectively. "Yer must er had a -Eather an' mudder, like n:ieself and Bermuda s I kin re memotl' me old woman well. I lived. wid her on a top floor, back, in Cherry Hill. She drank like er fish, an' used to beat de stuffin' out er me when she wuz full. She wuz pulled in reg'larly an' sent to d e Island. De las' time she went up she never cum back. Dat wuz more'n "a year ago. Somebody told me dat she died of de horrors an' was plan ted in Potter's Field, wherever dat i s." "My old woman used to drihk some,'too," said Bermu das, "but not as bad as dat. She wuz a cleaner in one of dem big buildin's on Broad Street. She fell down de stairs one :iiight an' de ambulance took her off to de hospital. She wuz dere t'ree mont's. Den s he wuz took bad an' died, an' I nev er seen her no more. Me old man i s dead, too. He worked erlong de docks, an' was mashed up in de he>ld of


6 TATTERS. some vessel. A big case fell on him. So yer don't know not'in' erbout yer old man or old woman, do yer Tatters? Wuz yer picked up in de streets?" "Dunno, Bermudas," answered Tatrers, carelessly. "Wot iB de fust t'ing dat yer remember?" asked Butts, curi9usly. "Der fust t'ing dat I remember wuz Caleb Tartar." "Is dater fact?" "Yep. I wuz livin' wid him in Cherry Street. Dat's when he kept er junk store, an' he made me go 'round pickin' up old rags and udder t'ings outer de street an' back yards. He used ter lick me till I got tired er dat, an' I took er club ter him one night. Den he quit. An' quit workin' for him, too. I didn't see him ag'in till youse fellers brought me down ter his lodgin' house one night." "I remember dat night. De old stuff know'd yer ter oncet. Wanted yer ter cum back an' live wid him ag'in, an' 'cause yer wouldn't he's been sore on yer ever since," said Butts, with a grin. "Dat's right," admitted Tatters. "Didn't it ever strike yer dat Caleb might know somet'in' erbout yer old man an' old woman?" asked Bermudas, shying an oyster shell at a stray dog. "Never t'ought not'in' er bout it," replied Tatters, as if that important matter gave him very little coucern. "Don't yer keer ter know?" "Nope." "Butts an' me wuz talkin' erbout yer de odder day. Bi1tts said dat yer seemed ter be diff'rent from de rest of de kids dat we know. don't cuss, nor smoke, nor chew, an' yer too blamed honest for anyt'in'. It ain't nat'ral. Yer mudder an' farder must have been diff'rent from de reg'lar run. Yer ain't never been ter school much dat I know of yet yer kin read de noosepaper like er book." "An inspector made Caleb send meter school. He didn't want ter, but he wuz skeered to keep me out. I s'pose I'd er been goin' yet if I hadn't run away from him dat time." "How did yer like it?" "De teacher wuz good ter me an' I did de best I could while I wuz wid her. I learned ter spell an' read, an' do sums, an' write down t'ings from de blackboard." "Did she call youse Tatters?" "Nope. She called me Johnny." "Here, you kids, skidoo Skip! And be quick about it!" cried a / rough-voiced dockmaster at this moment. The three boys rose like a covey of frightened quails, darted across the way and up the nearest street, with their bootblack putfits swinging from their shoulders. TT r ... CHAPTER IV. HOW TATTERS OT,EVERLY OUTWITS A THIEF. Bermudas," s aid Tatters, casting his eye down in the str e et, "what's clat feller up ter?" "Wot feller?" asked Bermudas, following the direction of his friend's extended forefinger. "Dat tough-lookin' snoozer behind de gent wid de grip." It was about eleven o'clock, and Tatters and Bermudas had mounted a tall pile of bricks in front of an unfinished building on Front Street to indulge in a quiet game of craps. They were busily engageCi. with the dice when Tatters, happening to look up, with a wary eye for a policeman, no ticed the suspicious behavior of the fellow who was fol lowing close behind a well-dressed man with an alligator bag in his right ha:ri.d. "Bet a nickel he's goin' ter swipe de bag if he kin," replied Bermudas. The words were hardly out o f his mouth before the shifty-looking individual made a snatch. at the grip, wrenched it from the owner's hand and ran across the street as fast as his legs could carry him. "Stop thief!" shouted the stranger, following him. The rascal darted around the brick pile, with the evident intention of hiding inside of the unfinished buildings. "No, yer don't cull)" ; Tatters, springing from his perch and landing on the fellow's back. The shock was too much for the thief, who lost his bal ance and pitched forward on his hands and knees. He tried to get up, but Tatters' weight ou his back held him down until the man who owned the bag came up, grabbed the rascal by the arm and held him securely so that it was impossible for him to bolt. Tatters then dismounted, with a grin, "I'm much obliged to you, my lad," said the stranger, with a smile. "That was about as clever a thing as I ever saw done:" "Dat de only way I could reach him, mister. I seen him copper yer grip an' try ter get away wid it, so I t'ought I'd queer de game." "You did me a great service, my boy, and you shan't lose anything by it. Tha.t bag is full of valuable papers and securities, and its loss would have serioosly embarrassed me. What is your name?" "Me name is Ta tters." "What's that? Tatters?" "Yep." "Are you the boy who helped a gentleman and a little girl to escape from a gang od: thieves on Water Street last night?" "You've got it straight, mister." "T'hat was my brother and little niece you befriended, and here you've done me a special service, too. I must certainly become better acquainted with you." "Here comes a cop down de street!" shouted Bermudas, from the top of the brick pile. The shiftj individual struggled hard to get loose, and tried 'to strike his captor, but Tatters grabbed his arm and prevented him. A crowd gathered. about the three principala in this affair, when the officer came up he had to force his way


TATTERS .. through to reach the spot where the stranger and Tatters held the thief. "Here, officer," said the man who owned the grip, "I want you to arrest this rascal. He snatched my bag, and would have got away with it only for this boy, who cut off his escape. Had I lost the bag I sho'llld have suffered a serious inconvenience and probably considerable loss." "I'll take him to the s tation, and you and the boy must come along. I know this fellow. He's just finished six months on the Island. I guess this will give him a trip up the river. 'He deserves it." He yanked the thief along with very little ceremony, the stranger and Tatters by his side and the crowd, which included Bermudas, of course, followed behind. The procession wended its way to the Old Slip police sta tion, and the rascal was hustled up to the desk, where the charge was made to the sergeant. He entered the facts in the blotter. The thief refused to answer any questions, and was con ducted to a cell. "What is your name, stranger "John Warburton." "What's you rs boy?;, "Tatters." 'T'he sergeant frowned sir?" askrd the sergeant of the _, He thonght the lad was making a funny break. "T ac;ked what your name was," he said, severely. "I told you me name is Tatters Dat's all de name I've got." "Are you telling the truth, boy?" asked the officer, in credulously. "I n ever told a lie in me life," replied Tatters, with a proud flash of the eye. "Haven't :vou got a father or mother?'t "Nope. Never had any." "Where do you live?" "Nowhere s in partic'lar. I sleep at Caleb Tartar's lodg ings when I've de price, which I gen'ra lly has." "Where is this Caleb Tartar's 1o

8 TATTERS. "And these are the best clothes you own?" "Dis is me Sunday soot an' me every day rags, too," grinned Tatters. "You look like a bright boy." "I've cut me eye-teeth, betcher life "Do you earn your living shining shoes?" "Dat's wot I do, mister." "You look like an. honest boy." "I never stole not'in' in me life. It's ag'in me princi ples "Tatters, I'd like to do something for you. In fact, my brother has already made up his mind to do something in that line if you'll let him." "I don't want not'in' from nobody. I kin make me own way." "I see you are independent, Tatters, and self-reliant. The principle does you credit. But you're heavily handi capped by the life you are leading. You are a boy of the streets, and .the influences surrounding you are dangerous and work against you. You've acquired an unnatural sharpness and shrewdness from your manner of life. If properly directed this will hereafter be of great advantage to you. I want you to understand, Tatters, that I am talk ing to you for your own interest." "I ain't kickin', mister." "Now, wouldn't you like a good home, good clothes, an education,, and a name that would be more suitable than Tatters?" "Sa.y, mister, you're joshin' me, ain't yer?" "I suppose you mean, am I making game of you? No, Tatters, I'm not. My brother is anxious to take you away from the slums, and start you on a new life." "Wot for?" in some astonishment. "Becanse he's taken an interest in you." "Nobody never took no interest in me except Caleb Tar tar, an' he wanted me ter work for him for not'in'." "My brother is grateful to you because you saved him and his little girl from a great danger last night I may say, Ruth has taken a great fancy to you." "Huth! Wot yer mean?" "That's the little girl's name." "Dat little girl I stood by last night?" growing inter e:;teil all at once. "Yes," replied Mr. Warburton, noting the change in the boy'8 manner "She told me this morning that you are a brave boy. That you wouldn't let those ruffiaD.B come near her. She likes you very much, and wants to see you again." "Wants ter see me? Yer don't mean dat, I guess," said Tatters, almost wistfully. "I do mean it. And I'm going to take you up to see her now." "Mister, I'm afraid dat I can't go." "Why not?" "Look at me clothes," and for the first time in his life ratters cast a dissatisfied gl'ance at his rags and his bare feet. "I'm going to treat you to a new outfit, from a hat to shoes and stockings." "I couldn't make me livin' in a new soot. I'd look like a dood, an' de fellers'd guy de life out er me." "But you mustn't go to the slums again My brother intends to give you a place in his office." "But I can't do not'n' but shine shoes, mister," pro tested Tatters. "You know the city well, I guess, and can run errands, and make yourself generally useful." "I kin do dat all right." "You're to live at my brother's house, go to night school, and be company for Ruth." "De little girl!" ejaculated Tatters, with some excite ment. "Yes. I'm sure you'll enjoy her society very much. She's the nicest little girl in the world." "Betcher life she is!" cried Tatters, enthusiastically. "You'll see her every day, eat at the table with her, and on Sundays you can. go out walking with her in Central Park and elsewhere." "Say, mister,'' said T atters, looking earnestly at Mr. Warburton, "is dis here a fairy tale yer givin' me?" "A fairy tale! What do you mean?" ''Youse is stuffin' me, ain't yer, erbout me seein' dat girl every day, an' eatin' wid her, an' walkin' out inter de park, an' all dat ?" "Certainly not, Tatters. I'm telling you what's before you." "I don't seem ter understand it," replied Tatters, evi dently much perplexed. "Dat little girl is too good for me. I ain't in her class, mister." They had reached the neighborhood of East Broadway, and were 11bout to cross that thoroughfare when a sudden hubbub arose around them The horses attached to a big brewery wagon which had been standing in Chatham Square had become frightened by a tooting automobile and had started up East Broadway on the run. As they reached the first side street they collided with an express wagon just turning the corner at a smart pace. The result was a big smash-up. A large collected around the ruins of the two teams in a very few moments, and Mr. Warburton and Tat ters were caught in the thick of it. There was so much excitement and pushing and squeez ing that Tatters got separated from his new friend and quite lost sight of him in the mob. As soon as Mr. Warburton missed him from his side he began to look for him. But Tatters was a small object to distingm8h in that assemblage. There were two persons, however, who were more for tunate in keeping track of the boy. These men, smooth-faced and hard-looking had been fol lowing Mr. Warburton and Tatters from the moment they left Old Slip police station.


TATTERS. 9 They were friends and pals of the man who had been arrested for trying to steal Mr W a.rburton's grip, and had been eye-witnesses of the whole affair, from the very mo ment their associate had grabbed the bag. These two fellows, as well as the prisoner himself, were members of the Water Street gang, and, as a matter of fact, were the very three who had first attackeil 1 Edward Warburton and his littl e daughter the night before. The y were close behind Mr. John Warburton and T at ters when the accident happen ed, and they took immediate advantage of the rapidly gathering crowd to push in and separate the boy' from his new friend. Then they jostled. him about and forced him further and further away from Mr. Warburton and finally pu s hed him out to the fringe of the mob. Then they grabbed him roughly by the arms and hustled him along the side street. "Say, what's de matter wid youse fellers?" demanded Tatters, putting up a game strugg l e to free himself. Shut up and step lively!" cried one of the fellows, in a menacing tone. "Let me go, will yer !" cried the boy, angrily. "What do yer take me for, anyway?" "Be quiet or I'll choke the life out of you, you little imp!" threatened the other man, grabbing Tatters by the neck and giving his windpipe a squeeze that made him gasp for breath. But Tatters was a spunky youngster, if he was only thirteen, and the way he kicked and fought for freedom gave his captors all they could do to hold him. As all this occurred in broad daylight in the middle of the day, it was bound to attract some notice. But the men didn't seem to care for that. They kept on yanking the boy along, and though many people remarked the affair, no one seemed disposed to in terfere or even ask what the trouble was about. Finally they hauled Tatter s into a saloon two blocks from Chatham Square, and rushed him into a back room. H ere one of the men choked the boy till he wa3 half in sensible, while the other went to the bar and got a glass of water. He brought it into the back room, took a bottle out of his pocket and poured some of its contents into the glass, stirred it up and then forced it down the boy's throat. Five minutes later Tatter s was, so to speak, dead to the wodd. CHAPTER VI. THE RENDEZVOUS OF THE NIGHT OWLS. When Tatters recovered his senses he was astonished to find himself in a place quite unfamiliar to his eyes. He lay on a pile of gunny sacks, hi s arms bound behind his back, and his head resting on the heel of a wooden rib of what appeared to be a long and narrow vessel. The lopsided. aspect of the strange craft, and the absence of buoyancy and motion, indicated that it was agro.und s omewhere. The faint glimmering of a light coming from behind him, which threw weird reflections about the gloomy spot where he lay, and the uproar made by a doo:en voices engaged in noisy conversatiop. and laughter, attracted the boy's atten tion at once, and he rolled over to see what was going on about him. A dozen or more feet away from him was a crowd of hard looking boys, from fourteen to years of age, ting about a hatch-cover, playing cards. A lighted candle stuck into the neck of an empty beer bottle furnished the only illumination and gave Tatt.ers the impression that it was night. . "Wh e re de dickens am I?" he asked himself, as his bright eyes roamed about the place. "It's de hold of a ca nal boat s ure's yer live. Some one dat's out'r de water, by de looks of it. An' who are elem toughs around dat hatch? I never seen elem afore. Wot has happened I d d. t' ?" ter me, anyway, or am reamm is mg Tatters soon began to recall the incidents of the morn ing-the capture of the thief; the scene at the Old Slip station; the subsequent walk as far as East Broadway with Mr. Warburton, whose name he did not remember, and finally the rough handling he had received from the two members of the Water Street gang. "Wot did dey do to me? Dey must have hocussed me in dat saloon and den carried me here. Now wot's dere object? Wot have I done to 'em dat dey're tryin' ter get back at me in dis way? Dat's wot I want ter know." The crowd around the table grew more noisy, more hilari ous, and finally quarrelsome as the moments passed. Oaths flew about thick and fast, occasional blows were exchanged, and the chances of a general scrap seemed to be good. "I never seen such a tough gang in me life,'' muttered Tatters. "I don't like de looks o.f dem fo:r a cent. Here I am tied up like a chicken. I wonder wot dey mean ter do wit' me?" The gang, however, paid no attention whatever to Tat ters. As time passed there were desertions fwm, and accessions to, the bunch around the table. The st.akes play e d for were not large, but there was just as much excitement ov.:er results as if the risks were big. Tatter s watched the proceedings until he grew tired of it all, then he began to consider his own disagreeable situation more earnestly. His first object was to try and loosen his bonds if he could. He worked his tough little about and strained at the until he succeeded in loosening it enough to en able him to draw out one of his hands, which, if brown and calloused, were small and well formed. Of course, the other hand followed easily enough and he was free.


10 TATTERS. "Dat's a satisfaction, at any 'rate," he said to himself. "Now if I kin get half a cha:nce I'll fly de coop." Several of the younger members of the card-playing crowd reeled off to one side, stretched themselves out in uncouth attitudes and went off in a drunken sleep. "If dey'd all only do dat it would soot me to de queen's taste," thought Tatters. Just then a couple of the biggest card players got into a muss over some disputed point. The game was temporarily suspended while the rest watched the scrap and encouraged the fighters to put it all over each other. Very little science was displayed by the fighters. They slugged away at each other and frequently clinched, staggering about on the uneven surface of the hold. At the height of the fight a man suddenly dropped down through the open hatchway and, seizing the scrappers, separated them. "Get on deck, all of ye;.r, d'ye hear?" he shouted, angrily. "Yer make noise enough down here to rouse a churchyard. Didn't I tell yer to keep shady while this business of ours is unaer way? First thing you know this coop of yours will be spotted by the Jersey cops, and then yerll all be sent to Snake Hill." He chased the boys up the hatchway, and Tatters heard another man's voice above, talking to them on deck. "Come on, Spratts !"cried the man who had entered the hold. "Drop the kid down and we'll stow him alongside the other chap." Tatters saw something like the form of a boy let down through the hatchway, and caught by the fellow below. Then the man Sprat.ts jumped down himself, and the two dragged their burden close to the spot where Tatters lay. "Get the candle, Hague," said Spratts, "and let's see if this Tatters chap has come to yet." Tatters thought it advisable to put his hands behind his back again, so that the fellows wouldn't discover that he had :freed himself from his bonds, and as Hague drew near with the light he closed his eyes and simulated unconscious ness. The candle was held close to his face, and the rascals listened to his breathing. "He's safe enough for an hour or two yet," remarked Hague. "I gave him a strong dose of the drops. He's been unconscious about ten hours." "Probably he won't wake up till mornin'," said S:watts. "So much the better. As we've got to keep him and that Bermudas here until Bill gets off, we'll have to rig up some kind of partition down here to fence them off from the rest of the hold." "We can do that, I guess," said Spratts. "There's an old shanty over yonder on the edge of the marsh. We'll get the Owls to pull it to pieces, and use the wood to build the partition with." "We'll do it in the mornin', then we'll have these kids dead to right!I. There was a cop lookin' for this Tatters this afternoon along Water Street." "The judge must have issued an order for him when he didn't show up at the examination. Now that wfive got Bermudas, the other witness, in our hands I'm thinkin' that gent will have a hard job makin' a case against Bill, eh?" "YOU bet." Tatters's sharp ears took in every word the two men said, and he now clearly understood why he had been ab ducted to this out-of-the-way place, which he judged to be somewhere in the Jersey marshes, not far from the bay. And his friend Bermudas, it appeared, had also been caught and brought over there, too. Well, if he and Bermudas couldn't show these rascals a trick or two before many hours had passed over their heads it wouldn't be for the want of trying. "Are you down there, Hague ?'r roared a voice at that moment from the co'mbings of the open hatchway. "There's Skillings now," said Hague, who immediately replied to the hail, inviting the newcomer to come down. The shadowy figure of a big, burly man dropped into the hold and advanced to the place where Hague and Spratts stood. "Benson and me have brought the girl over," was the first thing Skillings said. "Yer don't mean to say yerve got her already?" "I do mean to say it. She's in the boat with Benson, alopgside." "Yer've been mighty slick workin' the trick, seein' how yer failed last night with everythin' in yer favor." "It was that imp Tatters who queered us. I'd like to choke him for it!" said the man, savagely. Tatters heard the threat plainly enough, and it didn't make him feel any too good, for he was in the power of these men, and he had already had a sample of their way of dealing with him. "Yer kin choke him if yer want to, Skillings, for wfive got him over here, but it isn't worth while, now yer say yerve got the girl." Skillings muttered something under his breath, then he said, aloud: "Where are we goin' to keep the till we can put the deal through?" "In the cabin, aft. It's just the place for her. She couldn't get out of it to save her life, even if there wasn't nobody on board to watch her. This boat is the finest hid ing place that I know of. It's anchored on a mud-bank right in the marsh, and the grass is so tall and thick here abouts that yer can't see her ten feet away in any direction." "I know that," replied Skillings. "Benson and me had to work the boat through the stuff all the way from the bay, and we ran aground about forty times gettin' here." "Yer may know how safe it is when I tell yer the Night Owls have been using this boat for more'n a year and the police haven't been able to spot 'em," said Hague. "I'm satisfied. Benson and me look to you and Spratts to see that the girl is kept out of sight and is well treated, while we work the scheme in the city. We shall hold out


TATTERS. 11 for $10,000 Ben son and mo get $6,0 00, and you two the balance We got $5,000 out of tha t Ohio job we put through a couple of years ago. Ire ought to have got more, but there were so many detectives on the cas e that we con cluded to reduce the ante We had the boy's :father frightened out of his boots That's how we got the money. The police objected to the settlo:pient, but it of course, mad e without the ir knowledge. This affair ought to be easy along si d e of that." "I hope it will. L et's go on deck and take the girl aboard." With that the thre e men left the hold, Hague leaving the cruidle on the hatch. CHAPTER VII. THE ESCAPE. "I'm glad dey got out'r here,'' said Tatters, drawing a breath of relief. ''I didn't know but dat big chap Skil lings might take it interhis head ter choke me windpipe. He looks bad enough ter do most anyt'in'. So dey've ron off wid dat little girl, have dey? l clinching his fists. "An' dey mean ter keep her here a pris'ner till dey get $10 ,000. An' dey expect t e r keep me an' Bel'llludas here till dey get dere friend Bill, the feller dat swiped de grip, out'r de Tombs. P'raps dey will, an' den ag'in p'raps dey won't. But when we get ready ter skin oi1t; der little girl goes wid u s or we'll know de reason why she don't A movement upon the gunny sacks at his :feet called his attention in that direction. "I guess Bermudas is comin' ter his senses," he muttered, getting up and crawling toward his companion in misfor tune. "Hello, Bermudas!" "Who's dat ?" "Tatte r s." "Tatte r s Why, where am IP And say, who's been tyin' me hand s behind me back?" "Two :fellers called Hague an' Spratts. Dey belong to de Water Street gang. Dey didn't do a t'ing to me, eider "What did dey do to yer? And do yer know where we are?" asked Bermudas "I dunno how I got here. De la s t'ing I rl'!member wuz dat a couple of fellers jumped on me in Front Street after dark, an' one of dem hit me wit' er club. I t'ought me head wuz busted, an' den anudder clip knoeked de daylights out'r me." "Dem chaps caught me up in East Broadway erbout noon,'' explained Tatters. "I wuz walkin' erlong wit' de gent I interdooced,yer to outside de station house. Two wagons run inter one another an' I lost de gent in de crowd. Den dose Water Street chaps caught hold'r me, run me inter a s aloon, half choked me windpipe an' poured some stuff down me t'roat dat done me up I didn't know not'in' more till I woke up here a little while'r go. Dere wuz a lot of kids down here, den, p layin' keerds. Dose two chaps come down an' drove 'em out an' took a look at me. ter see if I had come ter me senses But I made out dat I hadn't Dey t'ink I'm good till mornin', see? D ey' re goin' build a coop ter put us in down here, Bermudas, so de best t'ing we kin do is ter sneak while de coast is clear." "De beat t'ing youse kin do is ter get me hands loose, den I'll talk bizness," replied Bermudas. "I'll do dat, betcher life Tatters, however found that his friend had been tied even tighter than himself, and that he couldn't get the knots loose. "I haven't got no knife, Bermudas, but if you'll keep quiet I'll get de candle an' burn de rope." Tatters didn't lose a moment, for he couldn't tell :when their enemies might take it into their heads to return to the hold The candle :flame soon released Bermudas from his fet ters, though it scorched his flesh a bit during the operation. However, a little thing like that didn't bother him. ''No"" Bermudas, let's see how t'ings look outside," said Tatters "I want'r tell yer one t'ing, dough. Dat little girl we saved wit' her father last night has been kidnapped, an' is aboard dis old canal boat. Dey've got her in de cabin by dis time, an' it's up ter us ter get her away wit' us." "Is dat'r fact, Tatters?" exclaimed Bermudas, appar ently astonished ''Yep. Sure t'ing . Yer goin' ter stand by me in dis,'t y(lr, Bermudas?" "Say, Tatters, don't I a lwuz stand by yer ?" ''Dat's right. Yer do. We've got our hands full dis time, betcher life, but it's a cold day when me an' youse get left." "Well, I guess!" grinned Bermudas. By this time they were standing beneath the open h a tch "Give me a boost, Bermudas," said Tatters. His companion hoisted him up till he pulled his chi n to a level with the combings. Then, steadying himself by resting his bare feet on Ber mdas's shoulders he looked cautiously up and down the dec k of the canal boat. The night was as black as ink, and a cool breeze soughe d through the marsh grass which surrounded the boat on all sides. "I don't see not'in','' he whispered down to his com panion. "It's so dark dat I guess it's safe ter get up He scrambled on deck. "Now give nie yer gand, Bermudas, an' I'll give yer a lift With Tatters's assistance, Bermudas got out of the hold. "Dere's a boat somewhere alongside,'' said Tatters, "dat de fellers brought de girl in from de city, an' dere must be an udder one in which youse came over in. Now dis canalboat is on a mud bank, so we'll have ter find where de water is before we kin find de boats. Look Olit dat yer don't run inter dem Night Owls if dey're aboard Fortunately for tJiem, the Night Owls had all gone off


' .. .... 1, .. 12 TATTERS. to the old shanty in the marsh to continue their gamblin g where they would not be disturbed. 'l'he two boys found that the stern of the canalboat pro j ecte d into thl:l water, and here they found the boats. But the greatest danger faced them at this point because the cabin was here, and through the door, which stood slightly ajar, the y sa;w the four ruffians of the Water Street gang smoking and drinking inside, while lying upon one of the bunk s was the unconscious form of Ruth Warburton. Benson and Skillings, the kidnappers, presently got up and said it was time that they returned to the city. Tatters and Bermudas at once hid behind the cabin, and from this shelter they saw the two rascals take their departure. Hague and Spratts sat down on the stern rail and finished their smoke. "We must lay in a better stock of grub and whiskey than we brought over with us," remarked Spratts. "Don't yer worry about that. The boys'll get us all we v want from the main shore. I've promised them twenty five cases apiece when this job has been put through, and they'll see that we for nothin' we kin pay for." "Jlow are you going to secure that cabin door?" asked Spratts "I don't see any lock on it." "We'll get a stout hasp and padlock to-morrOl\V. For to-night we' ll brace a stick against it. I'll show yer." Tatters shut the door and r e placed the brace as it was before. The n hi s s harp ears h eard the excited voice of Hague and Spratts, as they were clambering out of the hold. It was clear they had discovered the escape of their pri sone rs, and they were wild with fury. Tatte rs cast off the boat 's painter, and swung down into her from the rail. "Push off, B erm udas!" he cried, in a low tone. "Dose fellers are lookin' er us now, an' it won't do for dem to find out which way we've gone." CHAPTER VIII. LOST IN THE :MARSH. Bermudas, placing his oar against the stern-post of the canalboat, pu s hed the boat away into the tall grass. Such a thing as rowing was entirely out of the question. Tatters and hi s companion used the oars as pole s to pus h the craft along. The water was not deep at the best, and they were con tinually running onto s hallow spots, where the boat wobbled so that they expected at any moment to be dumped out into the mud. \ Hague entered the cabin, blew out the candle and re turned with a stout bit of wood, one end of which he placed against the stern rail and the other against the "Dis is de wurst ever, Bermuclas," said Tatters, after they center of the cabin door. had gone a little way, and had grounded half a dozen "There you are. The gal is as safe as th01;igh s he waa time s bolted in." "Dat's wot it i,;, Tattern. I don't mind takin' er bath Spratts agreed that she was "Let's take a look at them two boys again," sa id Hague, "and then one of us can turn in, while the other s tand s 'ratch Their conversation had easily been overheard by Tatter6 ancl Bermudas from where they stood, and as the men rr.oved forward toward the hatchway alon g one side of 1 he <'abin, the boys moved in the oppo s ite direction, or to ward the spot just vacated by the rascal s along the other side. "We must fly de coop now in a hurry an' take de gal," said Tatters, "for dose feller s will find u s missin' from the hold in er bout two minutes. It's a good t'ing de cabin door ain't locked or I dunno wot we'd do erbout gettin' de girl out. Now, Bermudas youse wants t r drop inter de boat, an' I'll hand de girl down ter yer, see?" Bermudas and he slid down into the boat while Tatter s removed the wooden brace which held the d o or, entered the cabin, and, lifting the unconscious little g i rl in his carried her outside and handed her down t o his companion. 1 "De oars are in de boat, ain't dey, Bermudas?" he asked, anxiomly. "Sure t'ing," was the reply. wit' me clothes o.ff in real water, but. ter tumble inter dis stuff wit' mr rag s on ain't wot 1 keer for." "Will youse listen ro dem fellers swearin' back dere on de deck,'' said Tatters. "I guess dey've found out dat we've run off wid de boat." Wot diff'rence does it make wot dey t'ink. Dey hain't got no boat t er chase u s wit'." "Dat's right, dey hain't." Fearful of upsetting their littl e craft, espe c iall y on the little gir l 's account, the boys made a slow and cautious ad vance through the grass of the marsh. "T hope dat we're goin' in de right direction,'' sai d B e rmudas, at la s t. "Dunno," replied Tatters. "It's so dark, an' de grass i s so t ick dat a feller can't tell where he i s." At that moment Ruth Warburton began to stir, where Bermuda s had placed h er in the bottom of the boat. "De girl i s comin' ter her senses," sa id Bermudas. "Do yer know her name?" "Her nam e is Ruth," answered 'fitters. "Ruth wot?" "Dunno her udder name. comes ter herself." We kin ask her when she "I wish de moon wuz out, den we could tell how we wuz headin ', sai d B e rmudas, after another ten-minute inter-


TATTERS. 13 val, during which the boat made i:s way through the "I can't see you, Tatters, but your voice---" she began, grass and water with great difficulty. in nervous tones. "It seems ter me dat V:e ought'r strike de bay pretty "Here's a match, Tatters," Bermudas at this soon," said Tatters. "Dat canalboat couldn't 'r got very point. "Strike er glim an' let de little girl see youse." far up in dis kind of place." "Dat's de ticket!" replied the rai;ged urchin, and in a Tatters was quite right in his idea-the canalboat was moment the glare of the which Tatters shaded with not very far from the bay, but it hadn't come by the way his hands, lit up the boat and its occupants, and threw they were going. their shadows upon the thick grass around them. It had been blown up a kind of grass-covered creek and "Oh, Tatters!" screamed Ruth. "What does this all lodged on the first mud-bank it struck. mean? Am I dreaming?" Had the boys been acquainted with the marsh, or struck "No, Miss Ruth. It ain't no dream. Youse have been the creek, which ran within a few yards of the stern of the kidnapped from yer home by two fellers dat expected ter canalboat, they would soon have reached open water. make yer father pay er lot er money ter get yer back. Dey As it was, the boat was simply being propelled deeper must'r hocussed yer ter keep yer quiet, like dey done ter us. and deeper into the maze of swampland, and in their efDey brought yer erboard an old canalboat in dis marsh, forts to avoid being upset, were actually working around which is somewhere in Jersey, an' meant ter keep yer dere in a circle. till yer father put up der stuff. But me an' Bermudas The ni ght b e ing intensel: dark, they had no means of got on ter dere game an' we'V'e reskered yer, see? We're 1."llowing how th e : w e re goin g goin' ter take yer right back ter yer home if youse'll tell They were simply tru s ting to luck, and luck was playing us where yer live." them a trick. "Oh, Tatters, I'm so frightened!" sobbed Rulli. "I A cry from Ruth Warburton at length arrested their atcan't understand it. I don't remember any men carrying tention and their exertions. me off!" She sat up in the hoat and gazed wildly at the boys and "Dat's 'cause yer must'r been asleep when dey got yer, at the surroundings. an' dey gave yer somet'in' ter keep yf!r from wakin' up The darkness and strangeness of her situation terrified right erway." her. "Am I in a boat, Tatters?" She thought -she was experiencing a terrible dream, for "Dat's wot yer are, Ruth," he replied. her last recollections were of home and a big. cosy. arm"And who is this boy with you?" chair in which she was sittini:r, and in which she hail gone "Dis is me friend, 13ermudas. He's all right. He'll to sleep, waiting for her father and mother to return from stick by yer t'rough t'ick an' t'in, same as meself." a visit to. a neighbor's, a conple of blocks away. Ruth was sil ent for some moments, during which the slept, Benson and Skillings had entered the boys re smnecl their work pushing the boat a.long through house chloroformed and carried her off in a cab, which had the gra s s and shallow water. driven direct to the: Staten Island ferry, boarded a boat, "Papa and mamma will be frightened to death about and, on its arrival at St. George, had carried the abdl1cme," sobbed the girl. tors and their little victim to a certain wharf, where a "Youse'll be home soon, so don't yer worry," said Tatboat was in waiting. ters. consolingly. In thi s boat the rascals had made their way to the "How did you know my name was Ruth?" stranded canalboat in the New ,Jersey marsh. "A gent wot I done a favor for ter-day told me. Ile But of all this Ruth was ignorant. said yer father wuz his brot'er." She began to sob in a pitiful manner, not under tanding "You met Uncle John!" cried Ruth, in surprise. what it all meant, when Tatters took upon himself the role "1 don't remember wot his name wuz, dough I heard him of comforter. tell de sergeant at de station." "Don't cry, Ruth. Yer safe wit' us. I'm Tatters. Don't "His name is John Warburton. My name is Ruth Wa;ryer recollect me?" burton. My father's name is Edward." Tatters! I'll try an' remember, but Ruth is easier." She had been thinking of him before she dro):Jped off to "Call me Ruth, of course, and I'll call you Tatters, be-s l eep in the chair. cause you haven't any other name, have you?" she answered, Wondering when she should see him again, and now, shyly. though she couldn't distinguish his features -in the gloom, "No, miss. Tatters is all dat I have, an' it seems good she knew his voice, and her astonishment for the moment enough for me. Wot do yer s'pose yer Uncle John wanted overcame her fear. me ter do ter-day ?" "Tatters!" she tremulously said. "Are you really Tat-"I don't know." ters ?" "He wuz gain' ter get me er new soot, an' a hat, an' "Sure t'ing. I'm de kid dat stood by youse last night an' stockin's, which I ain't used ter. Den he wuz gain' down by der ferry." ter take me up ter yer home ter see youse


14 TATTERS. "Oh, why didn't you come? I should have been so glad to have seen you," she cried, in a delighted tone. "W ou'Id yer, really ? "Yes, very much, indeed." "Youse is too good for a kid like me, Ruth," answered Tatters, wistfully. "Yoll mustn't say that, T'atters. I li]\e youi :pap11is11nx ious to do something for you, and mamma i s eager to see you, 11Dd th11nk yo for wh!i,t you did for pap11 and I last night." "Yer Uncle John sai.d yer father wuz goin' ter give me a job in his office, an' dat I wuz ter live wit' yer at yer house, qn' go walkin' wit' yer in de park. I t'ought dat wuz too good ter be ri:ial. Sounds like er fairy tali:i. '1 "Pa:pa did tell mamma that he would like to take you away from the slums, and make a man of you. He said yoll were a rough diamond, and all that you nefllded wai:; education and surroundings. He w1J.Uts to bring you up in his office, and he (lid say it would be a good idea for you to live with us, for I could teach you lots of, and )1.i:i thought you'd be willi:iig to learn from me." "He said all dat, did he?" said Tatters, much astonish e d the interest that Rllth's father seemed to be,... 0 in him. "Every word." "I don t see why he should keer for a kid "He's,.very grateful to yo11 for what you did last night. But, oh, Tatters, you don't know how grateful h e and mamma will be for what you're doing for :ine now-bringilig me back home after those dreadful men carried me off. You 've got to stay with us now, Tatters. :You will, won't you?" '1 dunno, miss. I should miss all me old friend s Her e 's Bermudas, a:nd den dere s Butts, an' Bill y Moss, an' Tommy Dodd, he's a cripple, an' has ter u s e a crutch. I'd feel awful lonesome-like er fish out'r water." "Dat's right," put in Bermudas, who didn t reli s h the idea of parting from his friend Tatter s "You could see them sometimes," said Ruth, encouragingly. Tatters, however1 made no reply. He wasn't quite sure whether such a radical change in his condition would suit him. While he was thinking about it, Bermudas suddenly said: "We're a long time gettin' out'r dis, Tatters. I'm er t'inkin' we're lost in de swamp." CHAPTER IX. IN A TRAP. "Oh, Tatters, are we really lost?" exclaimed Ruth, in dismay ,, "Dunno, miss. But I t'ink we,re kinder mixed up. We ought'r been out on de bay by dis time. Yer see, dis grass i s s o t ick an de night is so dark, an' we can't push ahead straight on ercount of dere not bein ernough water, dat I s 'pose w e 'v e kinder got out r our course. Looks as if we won' t b e abl e te r g e t out till mornin', when we kin see where we are." "Mus t we stay all night in this boat?" "I don t see dat we kin do anyt'in' else, Ruth," replied Tatters. "Dat's right," coincided Bermudas. "Dere's not'in' but mll.d, an' water, an' gra ss all e rbout, see?" The prospect looke d decidedl y gloomy to the three, es p e cially to Ruth who wasn't accus tomed to roughing it. If the girl, for whos e s af e t y they felt respon s ible, was not in th eir compan y Tatte r s and Bermudas wouldn't have worried much over the outlook. They would have probably curled UR in the bqat and gone to s leep. "Dere ain't no use pushin' 'round dis way an.y more," s aid Bermuda s pulling in hi s oar. "We may be headin' away from de bay in s t ead of toward it." "Dat ain't no lie ani;;w e red Tatters, ta.king in his oar. "We've got r wait till it g e ts light." Dere' s an old coat here s aid Bermuda s pulling it out from a covered s pace in the bow. "Miss Ruth ci:m put it ove r h e r an' go to sleep, don't yer t'ink ?" "It' ll keep y e r from gettin' cold," said Tatter s offering th e articl e to the girl. She obje cted at first, but as she realized that the night air was chilly, and that she might catch a bad cold, shEl was finally per s uad e d to use it. Ruth didn't talk any more and so the boys chinned to gether on variou s topics only of interest to themselves, and while li s t e ning to them the girl closed her eyes and in a ver y s hort time was sleeping as calmly a;s if in her bed at home. A fter a.while the boys got tired of conversing and soon doze d off on their seats, with their heads bent forward on their arms. Thus the ni ght slowly pa ssed away and daylight' came. With the ri s ing of the sun above the New Jersey land scape Tatters and Bermudas but Ruth still slept on. The first thin g Tatte rs did was to stand up on the seat and try t o see whe r e they were. But Tatte r s wasn't very tall while the sUl'l'ounding g rass was, s o he didn't g ain much by this manoeuver. "Wot do y er s ee?" aske d Bermudas, eagerly. "N ot'in' at all," replied his companion. "Dat is, n<>t'in' but de g rass. Dere's plenty of dat, betcher life!" "We ll let's get er move on an' see if we can'.t run inter open water." So they applied themselve s once more to the oars, poling the boat through the g rass, and for the n ext half hour they mad e some progress, though they couldn't tell where they w e r e getting to. The s un was now in s ight, and a very slight breeze waved the top of the grass to and fro.


'l'ATTERS. All at once they slipped through an opening in the gras8 and to their astonishment, and n

11 TATrl'ERS. The rascals followed a few moments later, and it was now a blind chase, but with the chances against the pursued, nevertheless. The crashing in the grass behind them indicated the position of their enemies, who were swearing and jabbering away at a furious i:ate at the trouble they were having to catch the two boys and the girl. The superior strength o:f Hague and Spratts over Tat ters and Bermudas made up for the greater weight and I clumsiness of their boat, but the two boys managed to keep their distance, and even to increase it, for their boat drew less water and slid over spots that held up their pursuers. The object the boys wa:s to work around through the grass and try to regain the creek from another point, aliead of their enemies. 'l'hey made as little noise as they could in the hope that they might thus throw their pursuers off the scent. It is probable they would have succeeded if they hadn't run into a long tree, which blocked their way, and then the mass of branches tangled them up so badly that before they could get clea. r of the obstruction the other boat came upon them and the four rascals laid hold of Tatters and Bermudas with no gentle hands. "So we've got yer at last, eh? Thought you'd give us the slip, and take the gal with yer? Now, you young vipers, how did yer lmow about the gal, anyway? Who told yer they was a gal aboard the canalboat? When we thought yer was unconscious I s'pose yer was playin' possum, and heard all we said in the hold. Well, it didn't do yer no good, did it?" Thus Hague addressed the prisoners, who :felt decidedly down in the mouth over their capture after all the trouble they had had ,in their effort to get away. Tatters had bad no chance to use the revolver hidden in his rags. It wouldn't have availed them any if he had displayed it, as these rascals were not easily frightened by the sight of a gun. They were accustomed to carry weapons, and use them even among themselves on slight provocation. Having secured the two boys they left the terrified Ruth in the other boat, taking it in tow behind their own. They soon reached the canalboat and boarded her with their prisoners. Ruth was returned to the cabin and locked in, while Tat ters and Bermudas were taken back to the hold and setied hand and :foot to a couple o:f stanchions under the cabin. "Yer welcome to get away ag'in if yer can," said Hague, derisively, as he Spratts turned on their heel and left them to themselves. "Dis is tough, Bermudas," said Tatters, with a glum look, which the other couldn't notice in the glOom of the afterhold. "Dat's wot it is," agreed Bermudas. "Jest when we t'ought we wuz all right, too. It's blame!. hard luck." "An' ter t'inlc I had a revolver on me all de time an' I never used it." "A revolver, Tatters!" ejaculated Bermudas, in surprise. "Sure. I found it in de cabin dat time I come aboard ter look :for our bearin's." "I dunno, T atters, whedder it would'r helped us 'r not. I'm a-t'inkin' dat dey have guns demselves, an' de chances are had yer drawed it dey would have shot ye down afore yer could have pulled on dem more'n oncet. I'd radder see youse tied up erlongside'r me here dan know dat yer wuz a corpse in de marsh. I didn't see dem take de gun away :from yer." "Dey don't know dat I got it. It's hid in me clothes." "Dat's good. It may help us out'r dis scrape yet." "I dunno," replied Tatters, dolefully. "Dey'll watch us pretty close after dis ter see dat we don't fly de coop erg'in." "I s'pose dey will. I feel sorry f

TATTERS. "Gimme er match an' I'll climb up on yer shoulders an' see whedder it' s tight 'r not." With the match in his fingers, Tatters mounted, and after striking the match he pushed against the scuttle lid. I! yielded to his touch, and the boy, in great glee, raised it cautiously an inch or two. He was able to see the greater part of the cabin, with the door in the end, which was closed. Ruth was standing close to the only window, looking out with tear-dimmed eyes. After satisfying himself that she was alone in the place, Tatters raised the scuttle half up. "Ruth!" he said, in a low tone. She looked around, in a startled way, but did not see whence the voice had come till he called a second time. "Tatters!" she cried, running to him. "Hush! Don't make 'r noise. Bermudas an' me is down here. We're goin' ter try an' help ym: ter-night if we kin, an' get yer away ag'in. De cabin door is fast, ain't it?" "They nailed a piece of wood over it." "Dey've fastened us in down here, too. Keep up yer courage, Ruth, an' if we kin find er way out'r dis old boat we're goin' ter take yer wid us if we break'r a leg, see?" "Oh, Tatters, I know you'll help me I" "Of course I will, an' so'll Bermudas. We'll stand by yer ev'ry time, don't yer forget it." "You're a brave boy, Tatters, an' I trust you." "Dat's right. Youse kin trust me an' Bermudas ter get yer out if de t'ing is ter be done." "And then you'll come home and live with papa and mamma and I, won't you, Tatters?" eagerly. "I'll t'ink erbout it." "But I want yoo to. Won't you do it for my sake?1' "I'd do er good deal for yer sake, Ruth, but yer know I ain't not'in' but er poor barefooted kid, an' I ain't used ter nice fings. I wouldn't feel jest easy like in yer house, an' ev'ry time I opened me mout' I'd say somet'in' dat would be diff'rent ter wot yer wuz used ter, an' bime by yer'd be sorry yer took me in." "No, no, Tatters! You'd soon learn to talk nicely, :for I'd help you." "I'll t'ink it over, Ruth. I must leave youse now, as Bermudas is gettin' tired 110ldin' me up. Just youse look for me at any time of de night. If I don't come it'll be 'cause we haven't found no way ter get out'r de hold." With these words Tatters closed the scuttle covm:, which worked on hinges, and dropped down beside his com panion. 'CHAPTER XI. TATTERS DOES THE VANISHING AOT. He was only just in time, for Hague came down into the hold a moment later and peeked through into the en closure where the pri!l_oners were. "How are yer feelin' now, kids?" he asked, in joking tones. "Wit' our fingers. How are youse feelin' yerself ?"asked Tatters, saucily. "Yer're a fresh kid, yer are, for a fact!" growled the rascal, not relishing the boy's reply. "Wot's de matter wit' youse?" retorted the ragged youth, impudently. "If yer give me any more of yer lip I'll fetch a club and give .yer a dressin' down I" eried Hague, angrily. "T'anks youse kin keep de change." "That settles it-yer get no supper to-night." "Ain't youse got n6t'in' ter eat on de boat?" grrnned Tatters. "We've got plenty to eat, but yer out of it to-night." "Well, me friend Bermudas wants somet'in'-some boned turkey or a pan roast, somet'in' delicate like dat, fo.r he's got'r weak stommick." "Neither one of yer will get a smell of eatin' to-night, d'ye hear?" "Do youse t'ink I'm dea.-f ?" Hague glared in at his young tormentor and then left the hold, swearing loudly. "Dat mout' of yours done us out'r our supper I" growled Bermudas. "Mebbe it did, but I couldn't help givin' dat stuff as good as he handed out ter me. De idea of his comin' down here ter ask us how we feel, boarded up in here." At that moment a crowd of the Night Owls came tum bling into the hold. They lit a candle and began to indulge in a lot of horse play. Some of them got out cards and started a game. One chap lit a smaU piece of candle he took irom his pocket and came over to the partition and looked in at Tatters and Bermudas. "Hey, fellers," he shouted to his companions, "come over and see de wild animals I" Half a dozen of the tough boys crowded up and looked in. "Look like a couple of Barnum's monkeys, don't one cried, derisively. "Dat feller in de rags looks like de Whatisit," jeered another. "Youse :fellers t'ink yer funny, don't yer ?" snorted Tat ters, in a tone o:f disgust. "Say," spoke up another, "get a pole and we'll stir up de beasts." "Youse'll stir up not'in'," retorted Tatters. "If I wuz out dare I'd knock de daylights out of yer." "Yer'd do wot?" snarled the other. "Youse heard wot I said." "! could lick yer wit' one hand and never know I wuz figh tin'." Tatters made no reply, but edging up to the hole he punched the speaker in the eye.


18 TATTERS: "Wow l" howled the fellow on the outside. "How diq yer like dat? Go back an' sit down or I'll give yer anuder, if I kin reach youse." A chorus of oaths and threats were hurled at Tatters "Let's pull de place down and knock de stuffin' out'r dat chap," suggef3ted one of the crowd. The sudden appearance of Spratts down the hatchway caused them to scatter. Spratts had a small jug of water and some food for the prisoners, and they were glad to get it. "I t'ought we wasn't goin' ter get not'in' ter-night," said Tatters. "Well, you're gettin' ain't you?" "T'anks. Youse is all right-when yer asleep." Then Spratts departed. Tatters and Bermudas made a D,leal of what had been given them. "Dia would be all right if we had a cup'r coffee wit' it," remarked Bermudas "Quit yer kickin', an' when we get out'r dis I'll take youse to Delmonico's an' blow yer to all de coffee youse kin drink,,, ITTtlnned Tatters "Woirrerbout gettin' away from dis. place ternight, ters ?" saia Behnudas. "Got any idea how yer goin' ter work it?" "Nope I don't t'ink we kin do anyt'in' ter nigh t. "Yer can't get out t'rough ae cabin, den?" "Nope. De door is nailed up, so Ruth said "How er we goin' ter get away, den?" "We've got'r figger it out, Bermudas. 1At any rate, we can' t do n ot'in' now, so I'm going ter take a snooze." Tatters curled himself up against the side of the boat and was soon asleep. B ermudas followed his example and was presently in the l and of dreams. And while they slept Hague came and looked in on them He gave a grunt of satisfaction. "They won't give us no trouble to-night," he muttered, turning around and leaving the hold. The Night Owls raised cain, generally, in the fore part of the hold By midnight half of them was stretched out in a drunken sleep in any old corner, and the rest continued to play cards, quarrel and occasionally come to blows. They were a tough gang, and their chief mode of picking up a living was to steal stuff from the big railroad freight yards in Jersey City. They had been quite successful in this line of late, and were enjoying the fruits of their nefarious trade. Tatters woke up about one o'clock and aroused his com panion. "Gimme a lift. I'm goin' ter see how t'ings are in de cabin." Lifting the scuttle lid, he took a peep. Ruth was lying asleep on one of the bunks. Throwing up the lid, Tatters scrambled into the cabin. He went to the window and looked out. The night was dark and still outside, and he easily heard the four men talking a couple of feet away. "How did yer get on to that place, Skillings?" he heard Hague say. "Through an old pal who is doin' time now up the river. He found out all the particulars from one of the servants who was sweet on him. He, Benson and myself were gain' to do the job three months ago, but he got caughir on another lay about that time, and the judge gave him six years." "Yer say there's lot of good stuff there waitin' to be pinched?" "Heaps. "Plate and jewels, I s'pose?" "I should say so. It's stored in a strong room off the old man's bedroom There's a steel door with a combination lock just like a safe, but Benson has the tools here that'll walk through it like paper. In that room is a solid silver service Melville received from the Mexican government. Then there are solid gold articles that run into the thqu sands, and all of the old lady's diamonds and gems, said to be worth a fortune. The house itself is filled with rare old furniture and expensive bric-a-brac." "You make my mouth water," said Spratts, who was squatting directly under the window where Tatters was listening. "Yer say you've made up yer mind to do the job tonight?" said Hague. "Yes. Benson found out this afternoon that the old man and his wife have gone to attend a wedding in Phila delphia and be back till to-morrow; and that the coachman and footman were going to take advantage of their absence to stay over night in New York. That leaves only three women servants and the gardener on the place. The gardener is an old man, and sleeps in a lodge house close to the main gate, so he won't be in the way. It's the finest chance we may ever get to crack the crib." "And you're gain' to let us in on it, eh?" remarked Spratts. "There's too much swag in sight for Benson and me to handle, so we've decided to take you and Hague in, on the basis of three-fifths to us and two-fifths to you two. We'll fetch the stuff right here, where we can melt the plate and hide the swag till we can get rid of it." "We're with you, eh, Hague?" said Spratts, eagerly. "Sure. No fear of the gal or the kids makin' any trouble for us while we're away, as we've got them secure enough now. Some of the Owls will be awake all night, anyway I'll promise a couple of 'em a fiver apiece to keep watch. When do we start?" "Right off. It's one now, and it'll take us an hour to reach the place," said Skillings. "With what we get out o f this thing, a:ud the price for


TATTERS. 19 returnin' the gal, we won't need to work for some time," grinned Hague. "That' s the way I :figger it," chipped in Benson, getting up from his seat on a good-sized valise, which. held a :fine set of burglar's tools. "Well, are you ready?" asked Skillings. "Sure we are," -Tep lied Spratts. "Just wait till I take a peek at those kids and pass a word or two with a couple of the Owls," said Hague, starting for the hatchway. Tatters, on hearing this remark, left the window and dropped through the scuttle, taking care to let the licl down. "That big stuff Hague is comin' down ter take a squint at us, Bermudas. Just curl up an' pretend yer asleep." A few moments later Hague :flashed a candle into the en closure. He appeared to be satisfied that the boys were fast asleep and went away. Then he went over and held a short chat with the leader of the Night Owls, who was playing cards with two of his cronies, the three pretty well under the influence of liquor. Tatters and Bermudas watched him through the open ing in their prison until he left the hold. "The four of 'em are goin' off ter rob a house somewhere," said Tatters to his companion. "Yer don't say." "I heard 'em talkin' about it on deck. It:s er scheme of Skillings and Benson, the fellers dat kidnapped Ruth." "Dor;e chaps are reg'lar per:feshionals, ain't dey ?" "I should t'ink dey are. Too bad we can't spile deir game." "If de four of dem is goin' it'll be a good chance for us ter try an' i;kip." "Dat's wot I wuz t'inkin'. I m1z wonderin' if I couldn't squeeze meself'r dat cabin winder. It's kinder small, but dere's no tellin' wot a feller kin do when he's up ag'in it like we al'e, Bermudas." "S'posin' yer did get out, Tatters, do yer t'ink me an' de girl could get out, too?" a:sked Bermudas, anxiously. "Don't worry erbout dat. If I kin get out I guess I kin get de door open from de outside. Give me er lift up erg'in." He climbed nimbly onto his companion's shoulders to reach the scuttle again. Bermudas put out his foot to steady himself. His shoe slipped on the damp wood where the water had oozed through, and the weight of Tatters on his shoulders caused him to lose his balance. The result was that Tatters was thrown violently back ward against the side of the canalboat. There wa.c; a subdued kind of crash, like the crumbling away of decayed wood. When Bermudas pie ed himself up and struck a match to aee whether Tatters was hurt or not, his companion had vanished, and a gaping hole in the side of the canalboat showed where he had gone. CHAPTER XII. TATTERS RUTH AND BERMUDAS ESCAPE FROM THEIR PRISON ONCE MORE "Hully smoke!" exclaimed Bermuaas, gazing vacantly at the hole in tlie side of the boat. And while he looked, Tatter's face appeared, :framed in the opening, with big clots of mud on it, which he was wiping off with his hand. "Is dat youse, Tatters?" asked the astonished Bermudas. "Betcher life it's me!" replied the ragged youth. "Where have yer got ter?" "Don't say er word, Bermudas," in a tone of some excitement. "I'm on de outside of de boat, in de mud." "Why, so yer are!" replied Bermudas, now understand ing the situatio;n. "Take a squint at de Owls, will youse, an' see if dey heard de racket." Bermudas looked through the opening intb the li'Old. "Nope," he said, turning around again. jr "De:re's only t'ree of dem awake, playin' keerds, an' dey look half shot." Tatters climbed back into the enclosure. "Dat wuz a lucky tumble, Bermudas. It opened up eT way for us ter fly de coop. We kin all get out t'rough dat hole as easy as winkin'. Me face got a mud bat' dat time, but wot's de odds s'long as we kin use dat way ter mosey out. Dose chaps must er gone off by dis time, so dera ain t no use of us wastin' no time. Do youse t'ink yer kin hold me up all right dis time while I go up de cabin an' help Ruth down de scuttle?" "Sure I kin," replied Bermudas. "See dat yeT do, den." Bermudas placed himself in position and Tatters mounted to his shoulders once more. He flung open the lid and pulled himself up into the cabin. Before waking Ruth he went to the window and listened to make sure their enemies had really gone off. Not a sound came to him through the broken pane. "Dey've gone all right," he said to himself. "Dere won't be a t'ing doin' when dey get back and :find dat we'va dusted out, too." Then he aroused the girl. "Is that you, Tatters?" she asked, sitting up and looking at him in a dazed kind of way. "Dat's me all right. Are yer ready ter go home ter yer folks?" "Oh, Tatters I Are you going to take me now?" "Sure I am, Ruth. I've found er way ter get out'r here, an' so if youse is ready we'll start ter oncet." "I'm ready, Tatters," she said, eagerly. "Come on, den. Yer must get down t'rough dat scuttle. I'll hold yer, an' let yer down easy. It ain't much of er drop."


TATTERS. "H's so dark down there, Tatte r s," she said, nervously, as the boy fl.ashed a match over the hole. "Ain't it dark up here, too?" "Yes, but---" "Dat's de only way we kin get out, Ruth," he said. "Trus t yerself ter me, an' I'll see dat not'in' happens to yrr." Ruth had perfect confidence in her young protector, and so s he allowed Tatters to gently lower her into the dark void below. Holding her tightly at arms' length, he cried : "Catch her 'round de waist, Bermudas," and Bermu das immediately grabbed Ruth and let her down easy . 'Tatters followed Aft e r taking another peek at the three card-playing Owls in the forepart of the boat, Tatters broke away some more of the rotten wood, thus making the hole larger and for them to pass through. In two minutes they were on the outside, free once more "When dose chaps see dat hole dey'll drop dead," re marked Bermudas, as they moved slowly away from the spot till I git on deck an' see if de boat is dere ai'de said Tatters. Berrr!ud the required boost, but hardly had Tatters got his head above the level of the deck before he dropped back again. "Pose t'ree Owls have come up on deck," he s aid, "an' dey're walkin' dis way. Dat's hard luck, just when we wuz etbout to get erway." "Let's keep on dis way," suggested Bermuda s "De ground is kinder hard. Mebbe we kin strike de pat' t'rough de swamp, an' get out'r dis place dat way." "Go ahead," replied Tatters. "Ruth an' me'll foller." So, with Bermudas leading the way, they traversed the entire length of the stranded canalboat. As luck would have it, they came right upon the path which traversed the center of the marsh, and, following it, they came to the main shore. A dark wood loomed before them, and through this they made their way, confident that they would soon strike a highway of some kind that would take them into Jersey City. I They got mixe d up in the gloom of the wood, and it was soma time before they came out of it onto a railroad track. Here they paused, looked up and down the rai ls, quite undecided which direction to take. "We'll go dis way," said Tatters, finally, pointing in the cl irection h e thought Jersey City lay. When they entered the wood Jersey City lay practically fo their right, and the boys knew it, from the position of the old canalhoat with relation to the bay, but in travers i ng the wood they unconsciously worked around toward th e south while thinking they were going straight through, so when they started along the track they were walking right away from the point they were aiming for. After an hour's walk the track swerved off to the right, and they saw a crossing a short distance ahead. Ruth said she was tired, so they sat down to rest. "I guess it's some distance yet ter Jersey City, don't yer t'ink ?" said Bermudas. "Sure it is." "Wot time do yer guess dat it is?" "I should t'ink it wuz erbout t'ree Tatters. o'clock," answered "Will we keep ter de ties or faller de road?" "Der r o ad is easier. Ruth says dat d e m sto n e s between de ties hurt her feet." It was therefore decided to go on by the road, which they did after a little while. "Yer ain't used ter roughin' it, Ruth, are ye; ?" s aid Tat ters. The girl shook her head wearily. "Well, keep up yer courage. It won't be long before yer'll see yer folks." Ruth began to sob. "Wot yer cryin' for now?" "I'm crying because I know papa and mamma are so worried about me." "Wat's de odds? Yer'll be home soon." "I hope so, Tatters; but it's so dark and lonesome out here that I'm frightened." "Dere is no reason for youse ter be s keered, Ruth. Ber mudas and me is wit' yer, an' we wouldn't let not 'in' hurt "I know you wouldn't, Tatters, but I can't help feeling nervous." "I s'pose all girls are dat way. I never wuz nervou s in me life. Wuz youse, Bermudas?" "Not on yer life," replied his friend, scornfully. They were now approaching a big mansion which s et well back in it s well-kept and s paciou s ground s A high wall of rough s tone shut it in from th e road, and in the center of it was a big ornamental iron gate. Close to the gate was a n eat lodge house. "I'd like t e r own dat place for me s ummer resid e nce," grinned Tatters. "Yer don't want much, do yer, Tatters," replied Ber mudas. "I'm tired," said Ruth, at this point. "Den we'll sit down an' iiake it easy for erwhile," said Tatters. "How much further have we to go?" she asked. "Dunno," replied Tatters, shaking his head. "Dis coun try is new ter me, Ruth." He picked out a soft, grassy spot for her to reclin e on, and the three rested for perhap s half an hour. "I wis'h er wagon would come erlong an' give us a lift as far as de town," remarked B e rmuda s "I don t t'ink Ruth kin wa]k so far." "Dat would be fine; but it's too good ter t'ink of s aid Tatters. "I've got an idea," cried Bermudas, s uddenly.


TATTERS . 11 Have yer? Wot is it?" "It must be four o'clock now. We could hang 'round here till daylight, den we could ring de bell at de gate, an' ask de folks iliside ter look out for Ruth till we could go ter New York an' tell her father where she wuz. How's dat ?" "Dat ain't so bad for youse, Bermudas. Would yer like us ter to do dat, Ruth?" Ruth did not know whether she liked the plan or not. Finally she said if Tatters would stay with her she would be willing to remain at the house. "Are yer willin' ter go erlone, Bermudas? I'll give yer a dollar ter pay yer way." Bermudas scratched his head as if he didn't quite fancy the plan. Then something happened that started their thoughts in a new direction. An upper window of the house was thrown up suddenly, a woman's head appeared and shrill screams echoed upon the still morning air. "Help Help I Thieves Help !" "Rully gE}e !" exclaimed T atters, as he and Bermudas s tarted to their feet, a.i;id Ruth began to tremble with ter ror. "Wot's dat?" "Thieves! Help! Help!" CHAPTER XIII. HOW TATTERS STOOD BY RUTH WARBURTON. "Dere must be burglars in dat house," said Tatters. "Mebbe dis is de house dat dose chaps come ter rob," said Bermudas, as the idea suddenly struck him. "Dat's so," exclaimed Tatters. "We'd better get out'r de way. If dey see us here dey'd be de dickens ter pay. Come, Ruth, we'v e got ter get out'r de road. Bermudas an' me t'ink dat mebbe dem chap s de fellers wot kidnapped y er an deir pal s may be 'round here, an' we don't want 'em t e r see u s ." T he three fugitives hurried around to the end of the s tone wall. Pus hing the girl well back in the shadow cast by a big oak, Tatters and Bermudas watched for further develop ment s The y were not long in coming, but not from the direc tion they expected. Suddenly they heard the report of a gun from the direc tion of the g a te. A minute s afterward there was a sound like some one s crambling upon the wall behind them, and a man's form appear e d on top of it. He leaned ba c k toward the grounds, and when he s trai g htened up he had a big bag in his arms which he tossed down close to Ruth's feet. A s econd bag soon followed, and then a third and fourth. The man on t.he wall jumped down and came face to face with the terrified girl. "Who are you?" he demanded, roughly, pulling her for ward as a second man appeared upon the wall behind. Tatters, seeing Ruth's peril, thought of his revolver, and, drawing it, he darted forward recklessly. "Take yer hands off her!" he shouted. Bermudas, looking around for some weapon, spied a stout tree limb and grabbed it up. The rascal recognized them and uttered a terrible oath. He yanked the girl to her knees and she uttered a shrill scream. This was more than Tatters could stand, and he fired point blank at the villain, who happened to be Skillings. The scoundrel clapped his hand to his side and fell for ward, clawing frantically at the grass. Bermudas dashed upon Spratts, who was the second man down, and knocked him senseless with his club. 1 Tatters then fired at Benson, wounded him in the arm, and then turned his attention to Hague, wlio was still lu I astride the fence. That ruffian, not knowing but that they rere bejng at tacked by a couple of officers of the law, slip,ped ti ck; into the grounds and made his escape by a different route. Benson also dashed away among the trees and soon dis appeared. Tatters and Bermudas were thus left masters on the field with the four bag s of plunder in their possession. It was all done so quickly that the two boys hardly real ized that the danger which had menaced Ruth and them selves was over. Ruth had fainted from sheer terror. Skillings and Spratts lay motionless. "Yer must'r killed dat feller," said Bermudas "I don t keer if I have,'' cried Tatters. "I had ter shoot him, for I t'ought he wuz goin' ter kill Ruth de way he handled her." "I laid out di s c hap wit' me club," said Bermudas. At that moment they heard footsteps rapidly approach ing along the side of the wall by the road. Presently a stout old man in his shirt sleeves, with a lantern and shotgun in his hand, appeared. "Hello, mister," shouted Tatters. "Come here." "Surrender, you villains!" cried the newcomer, briLg ing his weapon to bear on the indistinct form he saw b e fore him. "Wot's der matter wit' youse ?" cried the boy, indig nantly. "We ain't no villains. Wf!ve caught 'r couple of de burglars." "Come out and let me see who you are?" demanded the spunky old gardener of the establishment which had been robbed. Tatters walked over to him. "Why, you1re only a boy," he said, in some astonishment, holding up the light. "Wot of it? Come an' see wot we done."


TATTERS. The gardener adva,nced to the tree with so!lle caution, as if he feaxed a trap. 1'Dis is me friend, Berm.qas," said Tq.tters. ''We coppered one of dose chaps apiece, iw' l gttea.s wa've save(\ &11 de swag dey wuz ciirryin' <>ff," "Why, wl;iere did this. little gil'l oome froJP., aJ'.l.d whq.t's the matter with per ?1 "She's wit' lll'l De t'ree of Ui! wuz ltjqna.p:ped from New York day before yesterday. Say, Cll.Il't we carry her l\P ter de ho].lse? She'13 fainted," That proved 'to be nnecessa.ry, for Ruth was 11eviving and soon sat up, much to the delight of Tatters. Tatters then tQ the that while they were sitting l:iy the of the road, to rest, they .heard the wo!llan's scr.eams, Sll$pecting that the fo].lr plen from whom they had just escaped were robbing the h(}use, hael tried to avoid, them. Then he wen.t on. to sa,y that tl:\e faj:!c&J.s c&me suddenly upon them with their plunder, nver t4e cor:iw:r of the wall, aqd that he lw,d shot Skillings i:i+ defeui!e of :Ruth, fl.Ild h!Ld woundeid another, who managed to get ll.way. "An' de udder chap I laid out said Berm11das, rather "W1iy, you 1b<>ys look just like street gamins," said the <'They are brave and honest boys," said Ruth, coming to the front, in defense of her young champions. "This man," pointing with a shudder at the still form of the fian Skillings, "and another stole me from +ny father's house in Madison A venue two nights ago, and were going to keep me on an old boat in the marsh near the bay un til they made my father pay them $10,000. I never could have got away from them but for Tatters--1 "Tatters!" exclaimed the gardener. "Dat's me. I'm Tatters," said that youth. "Upon my word, the name suits you, for you're nothing but a bundle of rags." "Well, don't youse worry if I am. I ain't ashamed (if me name." "Wh11-t's yolll' right name?ll "Me right name is Tatters. Now youse know.'l "Nonsense I That's only a nickname." "That's all the name he has, sir," said Ruth, earnestly. "You're joking, miss.'l She shook her head very decidedly. "What's your name, miss?" "Ruth Warburton." "You're not the daughter of Edwa,rd Warburton, the civil epgineer, are your" "Yes, sir." "Is it poi;sible I" excl&imed the gardener, flashing the light in the girl'i:; f&ce, who looked now anything but like the charming little miss she really was. She had no hat. Iler dress was torn, rumpled and dirty, while her hands and face had not seen water since she was taken from heT home, and her hair was toled and unkempt. She might easily have been taken for a child from the oheap tenements, after the experience she had just been through. "Edward Warburton, your father, is a personal friend of Mr. Jesup, my employer, who lives in yondar hoUBe. I heard that he had a little daughter named Ruth, but who would think you were th!l-t girl "She's got an uncle John, too," ohipped in Tatters. "Fraps youse know him, too." "John Warburton I Why, of coUl"se, I've seen him here many times. Miss Ruth, you must oome to the house and stay till we can notify your father. Mr. and Mrs. Jesup have gone to Philadelphia, but they will be back by an early trai:p this morning." "Tatters must stay, too," said the little maiden, in a tone which meant that she woulq not take for an swer. H Oertainly. Tatters and--what's you!' name ?-1' to Ber mudas. "Hen. Smith is me name, but I'm ge"Q'rally called Bermudas." "What are you caUed Bermudas for r1 ''Coo I wuz born dere." "You werE! born in the Bermuda Islands, is that it?" "Dat's key-rect,'' grinned Bermudas. "Well, you boys have done a big thing for yourselves, I'm thinking. Mr. Jesup will do something handsome for you for saving his property. My goodness!" he exclaimed, pooping into the nearest bag. ''This looks like our Mexi can silver-service. The villains must have broken into the strong-room." He looked into each of 'the other bags, and when he had finished the examination his face a study. ''Why, those rasoals made a clean sweep. All of Mrs. Jes:up's jewels are here. There's over $100,000 worth of value in those four bags. Mr. Jesup will cerWnl.y see that yo].l boys are well provided fol'." "My papa is going to fol' Tatters,'' spoke up Ruth. ''He's going to live with us, and work in papa's office." "After what he's done for you and for Mr. Jesup I guess he deserves all he'll get." "I ain't looking for not'in'. I kin make me own way, betcher life," answered Tatters, holding up his head. "Now, boys, I want you to help me remove these bags to the house. Do you think you could carry that small bag -the one with the jewels-Miss Ruth ?11 "Yes, sir," she replied, promptly. "Then follow me." "Wot erbout dese fellers?" asked Tatters. 11Did I kill dat cha-p ?" The gardener stooped down, turned Skillings over and felt of his heart. "No, he's not dead, but I guess he's pretty badly hurt." "Ile used Ruth dat rough I couldn't stand for it, an' I jest plugged him wit' a bullet. I didn't keer if I killed him, but now Pm glad I didn't."


TATTERS. 23 "We'll leave them here for the police to attend to," said the gardener. "I'm going to telephone to the nearest sta tion." He tied them, so they could not escape. The party took hold of the bags of plunder and marched with them into the grounds through a small iron gate beside the great entrance, and so on up the driveway to the house, where they were met by the three excited female servants who were gathered in the lower front hall talking over the robbery. CHAPTER XIV. THE METAMORPHOSIS OF TATTERS AND HIS FRIEND BER MUDAS. After Edwards, the g:.trdener, had explained the situation to the servants, Mrs. Jesup's maid took Ruth upstairs The bags of plunder were restored to the strong room, the door of which had been drilled and then blown open, and left them there just as they were for Mr. J0$up to see when he came home. Then the gardener, after telephoning to the police, took the boys down to the lodge and to ld them to take a good wash. Soa. p and water improved the countenances of the lads wonderfully, especially Tatters, whose face had been well spaitered with mud on the edge of the marsh when he made his unexpecte'd dive through the rotten timbers of the old canalbe>at. He was a handsome be>y when his light curly hair had been well brushed and the towel had got in its fine work. "Those rags ought to be burned up, my young friend," said the gardener. "What you want is a new outfit from top to toe, with good underclothes, and y<>u'd look like a young gentleman. You're a good-looking boy." "T'anks. Youse is complimentary," grinned Tatters. "Then with a new name you'd be all to the good. I suppose you're an orphan. How the dickens is it that you don't remember your real name. You must have had one once, you know." "Mebbe I had. If I did, Caleb Tartar didn't tell me. He alwuz called me Tatters, and den de boys called me Tatters, so dat's de way I come ter be Tatters. I got used ter de name an' I couldn't change me rags wit'out losin' me name, so I t'ought Tatters wuz better'n no name at all, so I clung ter me rags, see?" The gardener laughed heartily at the boy's method of rease>ning, then he said it was nearly five o'clock, and per haps they'd better lie down and sleep for a couple of hours, as he intended to do that himself. At half-past -seven he took them up to the house for breakfast, introduced them into the roomy kitchen, which looked as bright and clean as a new pin. The cook provided them with what Tatters declared to be the swellest breakfast he ever had in his life, and Ber mudas was equally impressed by it. "Dis is as good as Delmonico's, betcher life," he said to his friend, as they cleaned their plates the second time, and polished 1off two cups of good coffee. "Portugee Joe couldn't get up not'in' like dis, could he, Tatters?" "I should t'ink not," replied the ragged youth, emphati cally. While they were eating, the maid came in and said that Miss Ruth was in bed asleep, and that she wasn't going to awaken her before nine After breakfast two policemen came to the house and interviewed everybody. The coachman and footman, who had been all night in New York at a social gathering, returned about eight o'clock. When they heard that the house had been entered by thieves during the early morning hours, they nearly dropped. They knew they shouldn't have left the premises while their employer and his wife were away, and bhey trembled for their situations. ' "! Later on they started with the carriage fo'tlthe Rennsyl vania Railroad depot in Jersey City to meet the ten o'clock train from Philadelphia. Mr. and Mrs. Jesup reached home a.bout eleven o'clock, and then they heard all the details of the burglary Ruth Warburton and her young champions, Tatters and Bermudas, were presented to the wealthy retired civil en gineer and his wife. "Is it possible that you are the daughter of Edward wa. rburton, of Madison Avenue, New York?" exclaimed Mr ."[ esup in surprise . "Yes, sir," replied Ruth. "Why, there was an account in yesterday's paper of your mysterious disappearance from home night before last. Where have you been?" Ruth told her story, calling on Tatters to fill up the miss ing links. She told how the boys had tried to escape with her from the old canal hulk by boat, how they had got lost and s pent all night in the marsh, and how they had been re captured next morning. Then she told about their escape that morning, their long walk through the wood and over the railroad ties, and finally the thrilling encounter with their enemies, the burglars The story told by Tatters was even more graphic, and the J regarded the ragged boy with considerable in terest. "Miss Ruth," said Mr. Jesup, suddenly jumping to his feet, "I must telephone your father that you are safe and at our home. You must remain here, of course, until he comes for you." Mr. Warburton had a telephone in his house, and Mr. Jesup soon connected with the Madison Avenue house.


24 TATTERS. Ruth's father, his brother John and a detective were in consultation in the library when the call came, and John Warburton answered it. What he heard over the wire caused him to shout to his brother: "Ruth is all right, Edward. She is with the J esups on the Midland Road." Edward Warburton rushed up and grabbed the receiver. He wanted full particulars from Mr. Jesup, who was at the other end of the wire. Why, John, that Tatters boy, you lost in the crowd Tuesday on East Broadway, is with her, and so is another boy named Henry Smith." "Is that so?" replied John; greatly surprised. "My heavens, John, it is just as we feared-Ruth was abducted, and her escape from the scoundrels is entirely due to Tatters. God bless Tatters That boy shall never want for a friend as long as I live." "Nor as long as I live, either," John Warburton. "Run upstairs, John, and tell Lydia that Ruth is safe and is with the Jesups in New Jersey." While his brother was away, Edward learned a few of the more important particulars about his daughter's hard experience since she was spirited from home. He also learned about the burglary at the Jesup home, and the great service Tatters had rendered in saving the valuable contents of the strong-room, which had been looted by the rascals. "This Tatters is a most astonishing boy for his age," said Mr. Jesup over tl1e wire. "He is as bright as a new tin pan, and smart-well, don't say a word t Ruth insists that you are going to take him in hand and bring him up. Well, you have the first claim on him if you wish to exercise it. If you don't, I shall adopt him myself, viding, of course, he is willing to give up his questionable freedom. His talk is the language of the slums, and it will be quite a contract to break him into a new line o f life, but he's young and, once properly started, he'll come around all right. He has the making of a fine man, and he looks as if he came from good stock. I am afraid we shall never learn his true origin, unless the information is known to a man he calls Caleb Tartar, around whom his earliest recollection centers." Before Mr. Warburton had :finished his talk with his friend Jesup, his brother John returned to the library and dismissed the detective with a check fo. r servicoo ren dered. "I'm going out to Jesup1s place at once," said Edward Warburton, as he hung up the receiver. "And I'll go with you," replied John promptly. "I'll call up Gibson's stables and order a rig to be sent around at once." Out at J esup's Tatters and Bermudas were having the time of their lives. They were sent to the nearest outfitters in company with Edwards, the gardener, and Tatters's rags and Bermudas's shabby garments were replaced by fine new suits, with hats, shoes and stockings and underclothing to match, not forgetting collars and neat ties. When T'atters was dressed and led in front of a looking glass he didn't know himself. "Say, cully," he said to the salesman, "is dis me, or is it er pipe dream?" "It's you, all right," laughed the gardener. "Say, dese shoes hurt me feet. I never kin wear 'em." get used to them soon. If you're going to live with Miss Ruth you can't go a:Found barefooted." "I s'pose dat's er fact," replied Tatters, with something like a sigh, as he saw the clerk gingerly carry his old rags to the back door and throw them out. "Dere goes me name," the boy said, regretfully. "I ain't Tatters no more." "Youse are a swell of de ;first water now," said Bermu das. "An' just look at me new togs, too De gang'll never know me when I show up. I dunno wot I'm goin' ter do wit'out yer, Tatters,'' in a gloomy tone. "I guess you won't go back to New York, Smith," said the gardener. "Why not?" "Mr. Jesup is going to give you a situation on his place." "Wot Yer don't mean it?" "I heard him say so." "Yer did? An' kin I see Tatters once in a while?" "I have no doubt but you will. He can come here and call on you, and you can go and see him after he gets accustomed to his new home." "Oh, say, Tatters, wot do yer t'ink er dat?" in high glee. "I'll let youse know later, Bermudas," answered ratters who wasn't certain by any means that the new life that was being mapped out for him would fill the bill to his thorough satisfaction. When the gardener brought the two boys back to the Jesup mansion, their appearance created a small sensation -they were so changed. Ruth was so astonished with the transformation in Tat ters especially that she couldn't believe at first that it was really him. "Don't youse know me, Ruth?" he asked, now doubly regretting the loss of his familiar rags. "Why, it is you, T atters, isn't it?" she said, clapping ber bands and laughing with pleasure. "Sure it's me. Who else 'ud it be?" "Why, how handsome you look now. Doesn't he, Mr. Jesup?" The old civil engineer admitted a fact that was patent to all. "Quite a little gentleman," he said, with a smile. The boys were introduced to an elegant bathroom, where they were told to give themselves a thorough bathing. Shortly afterward they sat down in company with Ruth and their hosts to a dinner, which Tatters declared to Bermudas in a whisper was clean out of sight. Of course they felt decidedly awkward under the circum-


TATTERS. 15 stances, but Mr. and Mrs. Jesup, seconded by Ruth, did all they could to put them at their ease. After the meal Mr. Jesup carried them off to his library. "Now, boys," he said, "I want to have a talk with you. I believe it is decided that you, Tatters-I must call you by that name as you have no other yet--are to live witn Mr. Edward Warburton, who, fa gratitude for the service you have rendered Ruth, is going to assume the re sponsibility of your future. Now I owe you a considerable obligation for the service you did for me this morning. You, with your friend, Henry Smith, saved property of ours worth, at a low estimate, $150,000. As an evidence of my gratitude I am going to hand Mr. Warburton my check for $25,000 to be deposited for your future benefit in some bank he will select for that purpose. It will have doubled in value by the time you arrive at age, and will be a nice nest egg for you to begin life with." Tatters was too much astonished to say a word. "As for you, Smith," said Mr. Jesup, turning to Ber mudas, "I'm going to look out for your future myself, if you have no objection. I'm going to deposit $25,000 in a New York bank to your credit, and I'm going to employ you about my place here as general assistant to the gar dener and in the stab le. After a few months, if you prove worthy, I s hall send you to a good boarding-school, where you will get the education you need. It is not impossible," put in the engineer, as an e nticement, "that you and your friend, Tatters, will go to the same school together." B erm udas' s eyes opened very wide, and he grinned at Tatters, who responded in the same way. Mr. Jesup saw that the lads were beginning to wake up to the new life that was before them. CHAPTER XV. TATTERS A.ND BERMUDAS BEGIN A NEW LIFE. Shortly afterward Edward and John Warburton drove up to the mansion. The meeting between iather and daughter was very af fecting. Then Tatters and Bermudas came in for their share of attention. "I s hould never hav e known you, Tatters,'' said Edward Warburton, grasping the boy warmly by the hands. "You look so different in good clothes. We s hall have to find a name for you now, and I hope a thorough investigation of your past will bring your real name to sight." "Mebbe Caleb Tartar knows it," said Tatters, doubt fully. "Who is Caleb Tartar?" "He's de man dat keeps de Water Street lodgin'-house, where Bermudas an' me s l ept nights. I used ter live wit' him in Cherry Hill when I wuz a little kid, but I sr .ook him, 'cause he licked me an' made me work for not'in '." "I shall make it my business to call on this man Tar tar. I shall make it worth hi s while to tell all he knows about you. It is to be hoped that we'll be able to find out something about your. parentage." "Dat feller 'll do anyt'in' for moMy," replied Tatters. "In the meantime I want you to come home with Ruth and I, and I hope you will be satisfied to fall in with my views respecting your future. I want to educate you first of all, and then we'll see what will come next." Tatters agreed to go with his new friend, especially as the proopect of being Ruth's companion was enticing to him. The new clothes had already worked a revolution in his feelings and sentiments. He felt of more importance in the world, and realized that he couldn't go back to his old life any more, wliich, with all its boasted freedom, was a hard one: When the time came to part from each other, Tatters and Bermudas showed symptoms of gloom, but being as sured they should meet often became reconciled to the situation. "Good-bye, Tatters," shouted Bermudas, as the team drove out of the big gate. "I'll look ter see youse over here soon." "Dat's right, Bermuda.S," replied his friend. \ "Youse'll see me, all right." 1 Then the carriage drove off down the direction Ruth and the two boys had come in the early hours of the morning. "Ain't youse gain' ter Jersey City?" asked Tatters. "Certainly replied John Warburton, who was driving. "This is the road there." "Is dat er fact? Den Ruth an' me an' Bermudas wuz walkin' in de wrong direction." "You certainly were. Every step you took carried you further away from the point you were aiming at. It is fortunate, however, that you went aotray, otherwise those rascals would have got away with Mr. Jesup's property." "How er bout dat chap I shot? He ain't dead, is he?" "No. He's in the hospital and will recover. Then he'll be tried for his crimes, and he'll not get less than twenty years "An' de udder feller-de one Bermudas knocked on de nut?" "He's in jail safe enough." "Heard anyt'in' er bout de udders? Me an' Bermuda : s told de police all dat canalboat in de marsh, an' de Night Owls, an' everyt'in'." "No. But you may be sm:e the gangi will be broken up and most of them arrested. We shall hear all about it in a day or two." Tatters received a warm reception from Mrs. Warburton who, as one may well believe, was overjoyed to have Ruth back again-safe and unhurt. It was a new experience for Tatters to have a nicely fur nished little room all to himself, and a bed that, in his eyes, looked fit for a king. "I wonder I won't wake up in de mornin' an' find


26 TATTERS. meself at Caleb Tartar's, and dat all dis fine time I'm havin' wuz only er dream." On the following day Tatters was produced in court by his benefactor and was excused for his non-appearanw against the men who robbed Mr. Warburton. Tatters soon found out that his good fortUhe did not spring from a dream, but that it was the real thing. He and Ruth had a fine time together, and seemed to enjoy each other's society. 1 On Friday they had to go to Jersey City to appear at the examination of Spratts and half a dozen of the Night Owls who had been taken into custody. Here they met Bermudas, who had also been required to appear to give evidence againEtt the lawbreakers. "Well, Tatters," grinned his old friend, "how's t'inD"s wit' youse ?" "Finer clan si lk. How are youse gettin' on?" "I'm livin' on de fat of der land, betcher li fe," replied Bermudas, enthusiastically. "Dat's er swell job dat I got. De cook tickles me palate ter de queen's taste. Never lived so high in me life." "I don't t'ink I'd care ter shine 'em up any more," said Tatters, beamingly. "I guess not. goin' ter have me own private boot black one of dese days." "I get me shoes shined in de barber-shop ev'ry mornin'," said 'l'atters, with a chuckle. "I'm gettin' used ter wearin' 'em now, but dey felt kinder funny at de start off. Just like as if me :feet wuz bandaged up." "Well, youse look fine dese days, Tatters," said Bermudrui, looking his friend all over from his hat to his shoes. "Wot a diff'rence since dat mornin' we wuz playin' craps on de pile er bricks in Front Street. We don't seem like de same fellers." "Dat's right, Bermndas . It seems like er dream." "De gang must be wonderin' wot's become of us." I "I'll bet dey are." "If we wuz ter walk down on Water Sireet ter-night in dese glad rags, bully smoke, what 'ud dey t'ink !" "Dey'd t'ink we'd gone inter de bankin' bizness." "I'd like ter see Butts," said Bermudas, a bit wistfully. "So 'ud I_. An' Billy Moss, an' Tommy Dodd." Their further confidences were cut short by the entrance of the judge, and soon afterward Spratts was called to the bar. Ruth gave her testimony first, and then Tatters was called. "You solemnly that the evidence you are about to give is the truth, whole truth and nothing but the truth," rattled off the clerk. "Kiss the book." Tatters obeyed. "What's your name?" "Tatters," replied the youth, glibly. "What's that? I didn't understand you," asked the clerk, while the judge looked hard at the well-dressed, handsome boy. "I said me name wuz Tatters," replied the lad, in the dialect of the slums. His reply, coupled with the great between his speech and his appearance, created a stir in the court. "What's your first name?" At this point John Warburton rose and asked to be al lowed to make an expianation to His Honor. He was permitted to do so. In a low tone, not audible to the curious spectators, Mr. W al'burton told the judge that the boy had no other name at present, that he had only just been rescued from the slums, and that his evidence could be depended on. The examina.tion then proceeded, T atters being addressed as Master Tatters. The hired by Spratts, however, took advantage of the situation to try and discredit the boy's testimony, on the ground of his past life. He did not succeed in the judge, or any body else, for that matter, that T atters was not a compe tent and reliable witness. The same tactics were pursued with B e rmudas when he came to the shma, but failed just as signally The result was that Spratts was remanded for the action of the Grand Jury. The haH-dooen Night Owls were treated in a me>re sum mary manner. They were found guilty offhand, and sentenced to three years1 apiece in the Reformatory. "Serves dem right/' remarked Bermudas, as he parted at the door of the court from Ruth and Tatters. "Dese fellers ain't no good for not'in'." "Dat's right," replied Tatters. called us wild ani mals when dey looke d in on us while we wuz pris'ners in dat canalboat, an' wanteJ ter stir us up wit' er pole. Now dey are gettin' it in de neck, an' I ain't sorry for a cent." CHAPTER XVI. TATTERS'S STRUGULE FOR LIFE. On Monday of the folle>wing week Edward and John Warburton went down to Water Street to find Caleb Tar tar, and have a talk with him. While they were away, Tatters and Ruth went up to Central Park. They went to see the animals first, and spent an hour around the cages. "Dat monkey in de corner puts me in mind er Caleb Tartar," chuckled Tatters. "Oh, Tatters!" exclaimed Ruth, with a merry laugh. "You don't mean that." A man in bushy whiskers who was l<>itering near the cages looked up suc1decly in a startled way as he heard the foregoing, and then bent a sharp look on the boys face particularly.


TATTERS. 1'7 Ruth and Tatters soon walked off up a pathway, and the The man swore a great oath and, grappling with the man with the whis kers .followed after them boy, tried to force him over the rocks toward the water, For half an hour they kept to the paths, but finally the y which looked deep and dark at this spot. turned off among the rocks that led to the l ake, and the "I'm goin to close yer mouth for good, yer little imp," man was still behind them he cried hoarsely. "Yer give evidence ag'in my pal, Spratts, In the vicinity of the big lake there lots of secluded las t week. And ye1' mean to do the same ag'in Skillings nooks, and lonesome-looking spots overlooking the water, "hen he' s brought up. And ag'in my o ther pal, Bill, whose that make a stroller in the park forg e t, for the moment game yer queered that mornin' in Front Street. I'm goin' that he is in the midst of a great city. to fix yer so yer won't be on hand when yer called. I'm Tatters and Ruth wandered through grottoes, over rustic golri; to kill yer !" fiercely. bridges, through by-lu.nes whose cle11s e foli age made a s ort Tatters, however-, was a strong boy for his, and he of twilight withirt th eni, ant1 !:lo o n till they came ont put up a stubborn resistance. upon a stony place in a hel te r ecl aook o f Lhc lak e Ruth, too, grasped Hague's coat and pulled for all she "Ain't it lonesome h ere, U u tlt ?" fmid Tattc r c \ lls the y was worth stood admiring the rud e natural L cm.i ly o f the s pot. 'l'he rascal shook her off, and then pushed Tatters almost "Yes You wouldn t thi n k wc w e r e oo n e ar Fifth Ave-to the edge of the pool, where he fell on top of the boy, nue as we are Looks lik e some wild s pot in the Cat s kill s and the struggle continued with desperate earnestness, At that moment they hea rd a s t e p b e hind them, and, while Ruth, finding she could do nothing, screamed re turning, discovered the man with the bushy, bla c k w h i s k e rs peatedly. coming toward them. 'l"he man and boy rolled about, and Tatters squirmed so "Do you think he has been follo wing us, Tatters?" asked that Hague was unable to accomplish his object. Ruth, nervously. At last he thought he had Tatters, and he was anxious ''Wot makes youse t'ink dat, Ruth?" asked. her comto finish the job, for he knew that the girl's screams were panion, with a sidelong glance at the stranger. bound to a.ttra ct attention to the spot. "Because I've noticed him behind us almost all the time So he made a s udden and powerful effort to push the since we left the menagerie." hoy over into the water. he'd better not butt in, dat's all I got'r say," At that moment Tatters, who was as agile as a monkey, said Tatters, aggressive ly. / wriggled under him and he fell over on his side. "Let's get away from here. He might a.ttack us here, 'Patters kicked him in the shins and pus hed him away. and nobody would be the wiser," -said Rirth, in a frightHague s li pped in his effort to recover himself. ened tone. Then he felt he was falling, and made a frantic grasp at "Don't yottse worty. I kin take keer of yer," replied the the rocks. boy, confidently. His feet went down over the edge of the rocks and "Do come away," she begged. pulled his body with them. "All right, if youse want'r. W otever yer say geies wit' He disappeared from T atters's s ight like a shot. me." There was a spla s h in the water and then silence. They turned to retrace their steps, but the man with the Two pedestrians, who had heard Ruth's shrieks, came black whiskers blocked their path. running into the break of the rocks as Tatters scrambled "Wot's der matter wit' youse ?" demanded Tatters, tryto his feet. ing to push the man aside. "What's the trouble?" asked one of them. "Not much," answered the man, shortly "Only Fve Ruth as pale as a ghost, could only point at Tatters. got a to pick with yer That's all." The strangers walked to him. "Yer have no.fin' ter pick wit' me. I don't lmow youse." "What have you been doing?" they first demanded. "Oh, yer don't?" replied the man with a sarcastic laugh. "Been havin' de fight of me replied Tatters. "Well, I 1.."llow yer, all right, even if yer have new togs O:!l. down dere." Yer Tatters, the Water Street kid." And the boy pointed to the water, but there was no sign "S'pose I am Tatters. Who are youse ?" of Hague. "Yer want to know; do yer. Well, look and see, you lit"Who's down there?" tle imp, afore I throw yer into the lake, as I'm go in' to do "De feller dat tried to t'row me inter de lake." right away." Lookjng do.wn, the men just :tnade Q,ut the face He removed his false whiskers and stood revealed as of the villain, Jying two feet below the s urface. Hague. He had hi s on a rock and become uncon-Ruth recognized him at once, and uttered a scream. scious. "Shut your trap, yer little vix en!" cried Hague, furi"My heavens!" exclaime d one of the strangers. "Row ously, grabbing her by the a.rm. can we get him out?" "Hands off dat girl," cried Tatters, striking Hague in The rocks went down in a sheer incline, which made t .he fac e a blow that staggered' him. Hague 's rescue, under the circumstances, impossible.


28 TATTERS. The ra scal was as good as dead, and he deserved his fate. "He s a goner," said the other stranger. "We can't ).'each him, to save our 11ves." "Come on, boy, this is a case for the police to settle." "It wuzn't my fault, all right. Ask Ruth." Thus appealed to, Ruth, now recovered from her fright, told th e s tory of how the man had attacked Tatters and tried t o throw him into the water, and how he had slipped o v er him s elf. The strangers listened as they walked along. The y were inclined to believe her story and u; exonerate the boy of wrong, but they felt that had no right to pcss judgment on so serious a case, so they turned both 'of th e young people over to the park police, who heard the s tory, and decided to detain Ruth and T atters for fur ther investigation. Hague s body was recovered., and taken to the station n e ar the menagerie. Edward Warburton who, by that time, had returned to hi s house, was notified by telephone at Tatters's request. He came up to the park at once, and after he had heard all about the trouble he communicated with a well-known official with whom he was acquainted, and who lived near by, and the result was Ruth and Tatters were paroled in his cus tody to appear at court next day. we may as well say, right here, that at the examination which followed Tat ers was relieved of all blame for the death of Hague, who was identified by the police as a crook whos e picture was in the Rogues' Gallery. That night, however, there was a very important con ference at the Warburton home. Tatters was told that Caleb Tartar had been induced to reveal all he knew about him. '.Phe boy's right name was George Lovett. His father, Arthur Lovett had married a typewriter in hi s own father's employ, and had boon cast off by the famUy, a well-known and much respected one, in consequence. Tb.en Cale b Tartar proceeded to bring George Lovett up in a way that s hould turn to hi s own particular ad v antage. For fear that the family of the boy's father wo;ld learn about the child and take him away, Cjleb suppressed the lad's name and called him s imply Tatters, which suited well with the clothes he furnished.1 the unfortunate little orphan. That was all, but it was enough to establi s h the boy' s identity, and his right to an honored name. Subsequently, his grandparents were ind'uced to recog nize him, but that was not till some years afterward, when education and refinement hS:-d worked their change in the handsome, bright lad. Mr. Warburton sent him away to a military academy in New Jersey, and Bermudas went with him, at Mr. Jesup's expense. They graduated together, two of the brightest s tudents of the school, and were then sent to Princeton College. When they had completed their schooling, Henry Smith, or as we have known him-:-Bermudas, began the s tudy of civil engineering under Mr. Jesup's patronage. George Lovett-no longer Tatter s the boy of the shn:nJ? -followed his example, and now occupies a responsible position in Edward W arburton's office. He doesn't liye with hi s old protector an y more but in the immediate neighborhood. He call s frequently at the Madison Avenue home, and the impression prevail s that he will soon marry Ruth Warburton, one of the loveliest of this season's debuta.n.tes. As soon as he and Bermudas are of age they expect to get possession of the $25,000 apiece given to them by Mr. Jesup. As for Ruth, she is proud of her young intended and thinks there isn't another young man like him in the world, but when she wishe s to tease him she assumes a roguish air and calls him "Tatters." THE END. Arthur Lovett, after a hard struggle with the world, die d leaving his wife with their little boy in comparative poverty. Read "A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO; OR THE RICHEST BOY IN THE WORLD which will be the next number (35) of "Fame and Fortune Weekly." Sickness prevented her from ta.Icing a position to sup port herself and her child, and she drifted to the poorest section of Cherry Street, where she became acquainted with Cale b T artar. When she found she was going to die, she begged Caleb to look after her boy. He promised to do so, and she died and was buried in Potter's Field. SPECIAL NOTICE 1 All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. If you cannot obtain them from !l.D.Y newsdealer send the price in money or postage stamps by mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 2 4 UNXON SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies you order by return mail.


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Everythingr .! COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA! These Books Tell You Each book consists of sixty-four pages, printed on good paper, in clear type and neatly bound in an attractive, itlustrated covet. Most of the bo oks are also profusely illustrated, and all of the subjects treate d upon are explained in such a simple manner that aw chihl. can thoroughly understand them. Look over the list as classified and see if you want to know anything about the subjeda 1nent1o ned. THESE BOOKS ARE FOR SALE BY ALL NEWSDEALERS OR WILL BE SENT BY MAIL TO ANY ADDRESS FROM THIS OFFICE ON RECEIP'r OF PRICE, TEN CENTS EACH, OR ANY THREE BOOKS FOR 'l'WENTY-FIVE CENTS. POSTAGE ST.AMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N.Y. MESMERISM. No. 81. HOW TO MlJlSMEI:tlZE.-Containing the most ap proved methods of mesmerism ; also how to cure all kiuds of diseases by animal mag neti sm, or, magnetic healing. By Prof. Leo Hugo Koc h, A. O. 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HOW TO HYPNOTIZEJ.-Containing valuable and inNo: 22 HOW TO DO SECOND SIGHT.-Heller's seconJ sight strnctive information regarding the science of hypnotism. Also explamed bJ'. his former assistant, Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how explairning the most approved methods which are employed by the the secret dialogues were carried on between the magician and the leadin g hypnotists of the world. By Leo Hugo Koch, A.C.S. boy on the stage; also giving all the codes and signals. The only authentic explanation of second sight. SPORTING. No. 43. HOW TO BECOME A MAGICIAN.-Containing the No. 21. HOW TO HUNT AND FISH.-The most complete grandest assortment of magical illusions ever placed before the hunting and fishing guide ever published. It contains full inpublic. Also tricks with cards, incantations, etc. structions about guns, hunting dogs, traps, trapping and fishing, No. 68. HOyY TO DO _CHEJl\UCAL 'l'H.ICKS.--Containing over together with descriptions of game and fish. one hundred highly amusmg and instructive tricks with chemicals. No. 26. HOW TO ROW, SAIL AND BUILD A BOAT.-Fully By A. Anderson. Handsomely illustrate.I. illustrated. Elvery boy should know how to row and sail a boat. No. 69. HOW TO DO SLEIGHT OF HAND.-Containing over Full insttuctions are given in this little book, together with inof the latest and best tricks used by magicians. Also oontainstructions o n swimming and riding, companion sports to boating. mg the secret of second sight. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. No 47. HOW TO BREAK, RIDE AND DRIVE A HORSE.. No .. 70. HOW '. MAKE MAGIC TOYS.-Containing full A complete treatise on the horse. Describing the most useful horses directions for makmg Magic 'l'oys and devices of many kinds By for busin ess, the best horses for the road; also valuable recipes for A. Ande rson. Fully illustrnted. diseases pecllliar to the horse. No. 73 . HOW. TO J:?O TRICKS WITH NUMBERS.-Show!ng No. 48. HOW 'l.'0 BUILD AND SA.IL CANOES.-A handy many curious tricks with figures and the magic of numbers By A. bo o k for boys, containing full directions for constructing canoes Anderso1;1. Fully illustrated. and the most popular manner of sailing them. Fully illustrated. .No. 7.5. HO\Y TO A CONJUROR. -Containing By C. Stansfield Hicks. tn_cks Domm?s, Dice, Cups an.I Balls, Hats, etc. Embracing th1rty-s1x 1llustrat1ons. By A. Anderso n. FORTUNE TELLING. No. 78. 'l. 0 DO THE _BLACK ART.-Containing a comNo. 1. NAPOLEON'S ORACULUM AND DREAM BOOK.plete description of the mysteries of Magic and Sleight of Hand Containing the great oracle of human destiny; also the true mean-together with many wonderful experiments. By A. Anderson'. Ing of almost any kind of dreams, together with charms, ceremonies, Illustrated. and of ca rds. A comp lete bo o k. 1 MECHANICAL No. 23. HOW TO EXPLAIN DREAMS.-Everybody dreams, from the little child to the aged man and woman. This little. book No. 29. HOW '.1'0 AN IN VENTOR.-Every boy giv es the explanation to all kinds of dreams together with lucky )>now h<>w or1gmated. This book explains them and unlucky Jays, and "Napoleon's Oraculum," the book of fate. all, examples. in e l ectricity, hydraulics, magnetism, optics, .No. 28. HOW TO '!'ELL FORTUNES.-Everyone is desirous of pneumatics, mechamcs, etc. The most instructive book published. knowing what his future life will bring forth, whethe r happiness or No. HOW TO AN ENGINEER.-Containing full mi se ry, wealth or poverty, You can tell by a glance at this littl e how to proceed l'.1 ?rder to become a en bo o k. Buy one and be convinced. Tell your own fortune. Tell gi?eer also for bmld1_ng a l ocomotive; together the fortune of you r friends. with a full descnpt1on of everythmg an engmeer should know. No. 76. HOW TO '.rELL FORTUNES BY THE HAND.. No._ 57. HOW TO MAKE _Mm;m;JAL _INSTRUMENTS.-Full Containing rules for telling fortunes by the aid of lines of the hand, direc t10ns how to a B!lnJo, V10hn, Z 1ther, 1Eoli_an Xylo or the secret of palmistry. Also the secret of telling future events and other musical together a de by aid of moles, marks, scars, etc. Illustrated. By A. Anderson. s c ript10n. of nearly every .musi ca l mstrument used m or mod ern times. Profusely illustrated. By Algernon S. Fitzgerald ATHLETIC. for twenty years bandmaster of the Royal Bengal Marines. No. 6. HOW TO BECOME AN ATHLETE.-Giving full inNo. 50. HOW TO MAK;E A MAGlC LANTERN.-Containing etrnction for t h e use of dumb bells, Indian clubs, parallel bars, a description of the lantern, together with its history and invention. Lorizontal bars and various other methods of developing a good, Also full directions for its use and for painting slides. Handsomely h e1 llhy mu scl e ; containing over sixty illustrations. Every boy can illustrated By John Allen l.Jc,ome str ong an.I healthy by following the instructions contained No. 71. HOW TO DO MECHANICAL TRICKS.-Contalning ii; th i s litt le boo k. comp lete instructions for p erforming over sixty Mechanical Tricks. Ko. 10. HOW 0 BOX.-The art of self-defense made easy. By A. Anderson. Fully illustrated. Co : 1 taining over thirty illustrations of guards, blows, and the diif e r e:nt positions of a good boxer. Every boy should obtain one o f useful and instructive books as it will teach you how to box ,vitbont an instructor. No. 25. HOW '.rO BECOME A GYMNAST.-Containing full instructions for all kinds of gymnastic sports and athletic exe r cises. E lilbra c ing tliirty-five illustrations. By Pr<>fessor W. Macdonald. A handy and useful boo k. No. l34. HOW .ro FENCE.--Containing full instruction for fencing and the use of the broadsworJ; also instruction in archery. 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