A young Monte Cristo, or, The richest boy in the world

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A young Monte Cristo, or, The richest boy in the world

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A young Monte Cristo, or, The richest boy in the world
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Fame and fortune weekly : stories of boys who make money
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' STORIES WHO MAKE OF BOYS

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Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY l11ued Weekl11-B11 Subscription $2.60 per year. Entered according to A.ct of Congress, in the 11ear 190I, i n the o.tnce of the Librarian of Oongress, Warhington, D. 0., b11 Frank Touse71, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York. No. 35 NEW YORK, JUNE 1, 1906. Price S Cents A YOUN6 MONTE CRISTO; OR, THE RICHEST BOY IN THE WORLD. By A SELF MADE MAN. CHA P TE R I. THE DISADVANTAGES OF HAVING A STEP FATHER. "I tell you what it is, Dick, I won't put up with th1 s sort of thing much longer," exclaimed Will Newton, a good looking, stalwart boy of :fifteen, to his chum, Dick Bum stead, one year his junior. "Mr. Bacon is going a little too far." The speaker's eyes flashed resolutely, his cheeks were :flushed, and his voice trembled with indignatiQIIl. "What's your step-father been doing to you now?" asked Dick, curiously, in a tone that wa8 clear l y sympathetic. "What's he always doing but trying to make life misera ble for me?" "In what particular way this time?" "His son Moses had the cheek to take my pony out of the stab le this morning, without saying a word to me of hi s intention, and ride him half to death When he brought Dandy back I gave him a dreasing down, for I have warned him not to take my ho:rse without my permission. He rushed into the house and told his father that I had half killed hiin and Mr. Bacon ca.me out to the stable in a great rage, and, after talking to me like a Dutch uncle, gave me to under stan d that Moses had the same right to use the pony as I had, and that if I interfered with that right he would make things unpleasant for me in a way I woul d n t like "But the pony is yours, isn't he?" said Dick. "He is. My father gave him to me a few mon ths be fore he died, as a birthday gift, and Moses has no right at 1 all to use him unless I say so." "What are you going to do about it, Will?" "I'm going to resist I told Mr Bacon that he had no business to interfere with my rights to Dandy, and that I wouldn't stand for it. If Moses treated the animal de cently I wouldn't object to his using him occasionally, bu t he seems to take a delight in abusing the pony, just to make me mad." "He's a mean little rascal," replied Dick Bumstead "I've never liked him for a cent, nor do any of the boys in the neighborhood. He acts as if he were the whole thing around here, and you were a mere side issue. Where as, all this property will belong to you when you become twenty one." "I guess that's what troubles Mr. Bacon," said Will, his face relaxing into a slight grin. "I wouldn't be surprised that the reason why he married mother was because he thought the property had been left to her In that case h e

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A YOUNG CRIST O could mana ge it w i t h out expected to give an account kicked to mother about it, and I suppose she talked to Mr. i:g." Bacon, but things only got worse instead of better Whi le "If h e di d h e got beautifully left, did:ti't he?" l&ghed I get fifty oents a week pocket money, Moses gets a dollar Di ck. The spare chamber was fitted up for him in a style that Tha t's what he did. Mother is my legal guardian, but makes my room look like thirty cents beside it. When he th e trou b l e i s she a llows Mr. Bacon to do as lw chooses. wants to go anywhere he goes. When I start to do l ikewise, H owever, th e r e's one t h i n g h e can't do, and that is to do Ur. Bacon has some excuse for preventing me, though he m e o u t o f my r i ghts Eve n mother can' t sell this property does not always succeed." at an y p rice. It's got to remain as it is until I come at ''I'm glad I haven't a step father," said Dick Bumstead, a ge, w h e n s h e must turn it over to me." nodding his head, vigorously. "Su ppose you h appen to die, Will, before you "You may thank your stars that you haven't l'ea o hed twenty one, w hat then?" "If I had one like Mr Bacon I'd either have it out with "In t h a t case it woul d become mother's absol utely, to him or run away." di spose of as she tho ught fit "I'm not going to be so foolish as to run away That "Whi c h mea n s t ha t y our step father would then get co:tiwould be biting my nose off to spite my face I'm going trol of it in t h e way tha t would suit h i m best to stick up fop my rights from this out, yoi1 can bet your "I'm a frai d so. However I'.in pretty healthy, and I sweet life H Moses touches Dandy again I'll polish him don't think Mr Baco n 's chances of getting hold of it that off worse than I did this morning." way are ver y good." "Suppose Mr Bacon should punish you for doing so, I hope not. I s h o ul d hate to have anything happen to what could you do?" you,_ Will. W hy, Moses would put on more airs than ever "I'd do some thing he wouldn't like I'm no chicken." thought h e was goi n g to come into this place in the "If I were you I'd talk the matter over with your mol o n g ru n th er. There's no use of you getting into a racket with ="Pl.I bet h e woul d Re's sly and soft spoken to mother, your step-father if you can avoid it. just l ike his father ] \ fakes her think butter wouldn't m elt "I'm not looking for trouble," said Will; "but I've in his mou th. He makes me sick." reac11ec1 the limit of my patience If Mr. Bacon and I "How came your mother to marry Mr. Bacon, anyway?" have a run-in together it will be his fault "He's a n o l d friend of hers She knew him long before "By the way, Will, I was down at the creek th.is morn s h e met my fathe r. H e was living in New York when fa-ing, and what do you suppose I .saw there?" the r di ed. He had just l ost his own wife, and when he "Water," grinned Will ewton "You didn't catch me h ear d of mother's loss he wrote her a sympathetic lett er. tiiat time Th e n s h e didn' t h ear from him for nearly a year, for he "I wasn't trying to c atch you. Of coUTse I sa. w water w e n t out to look after some mining property in which -lots of it, but I also saw something else. It was a large b e had i nvested most of the money he got from his wife. brig lying at anchor there. have come in during the H e had no use for mother then, as he expected to make all night, for she wasn't there yesterday afternoon when we kind s of money out i n Nevada However, the mine turned were down there." out a failure, a n d h e l ost a ll he bad Then I guess it oc"A large brig lying at anchor in the creek!" ejaculated cur red to h im that if he coul d marry mother he could get Will, in surprise. o n hi s feet again So he came down here, opened a law Yes." office in the v ill age a n d began to call on us regularly "That's rather unusual I never hea;rd of a big craft "And i n a year he did marry your mother. If he :really putting in there before m a r r i ed he r for what father calls mercenary pllrpo .ses it's "Nor I, either." a w o n de r that he didn't find out a ll about the provisions "There hasn't been any storm that would cause her to of your father's will before be committed himself seek shelter in that lonesome spot The mouth of the "He took things for granted, I guess, for I won' t deny c r eek is not vis ible from the ocean, anyway o stranger b u t h e reall y does seem to think a l ot of mother. That's would be able to tell there wal a creek in this vicinity the o nl y thing t h a t reconciles me to his presence here-he I wonder what she's doing there?" t reats her a ll right; but he does put it all over me. If he "Give it up She seemed to be just lying there." treated me decent, and Moses was the right kind of a boy, "I'd like to go clown and take a look at her," said Will. thi ngs wou ld run a l o n g a ll r ight." "All right I'll go with you," replied Dick Bumstead. H e cert afol y acts tow a r d you as if he owed you a The two boys, who had been standing close to the thick g rud ge," sa id Di ck. hedge which divided the garden from the o;rchard, of a I d on't see wha t h e ga i ns by it. Before he married well-kept country home in New Jersey, not very far from m othe r h e couldn't do enough for me, and I had begun to the ocean, started for the rustic gate which communicated lik e him Bu t soon after he came here to live, with Moses, with a lane leading to a broad expanse of meadow land that h e c h a n ged ar o u nd. I began to come in for the short end terminated in that direction with the shore. of ever y thin g wh il e Moses go t all the fat. O f cou rse, I j Hardly had they l eft the spo t when the head and sboul-

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A YOUNG MONTE CRIST O I ders 0 a handsome man 0 perhaps forty-five was thrust over the hedge, behind which he had been crouching for some time, and his eyes followed the two boys till they passed through the gate. "So, Master Will, you intend to ride the high horse with me, do you ?" and a disagreeable smi l e curled the corners of his l ips. "You forget that when I wedded your mother I became master 0 your actions. You think that I mar ried your mother for her property, and that I got beauti fully left, eh? It is a satisfaction or you to feel that it is quite out 0 my power to do you out 0 this estate willed to you by your father. We shal l see, Master Will, we shall see. You are a long way from your majority yet, my fine lad, and many things may happen before six years roll by. Oh, yes; no one is sure 0 anything in this world However, i t is the long head that w i ns, and I flatter myself that I can handle both you and your property You don't like my son, Moses. You think that one of these days Moses will be a comparative pauper, a pensioner on your bounty, when you are rolling in your patrimony. Perhaps you'll :find out that the boot will be on the other leg Moses's little finger is more to me than your whole body. Yo u 've tried to queer Moses with your mother, but I don't think you 've succeeded very well. My influence with her is stronger than yours, Master Newton much stronger. I can wind her around my fingers, for her will is as }Veak as water At any rate, she believes I live only to please her, and she appreciates my regard or her. Why shouldn't she? l you were out 0 the way for Master Will, this property wonld revert to your mother. And if anything happened to her it would naturally come to me, her hus band, and then my son, Moses, would be far from the pa.uper he now appears to be. But I should not wish anything to happen to her for many a day yet With you removed the property would he practically in my control without the disagreeable prospect ahead 0 having to render to any court an account of my management as exists at prcl!ent Mosfs can wait. He's young. He could enjoy all the ad vantages in the meantime of a property which would then eventually be his I'm thinking, Master Will, now that you mean to kick in you r traces, that it is time to smother you in the bud. Yes, yes, it is high time I attended to your case." Mr. Ralph Bacon turned round and walked to the' gate which communicated with the garden, passed through and took the graveled path leading to the front veranda As he approached the house a tall, bearded, sunburned stranger appeared at the road gate, entered the grounds and strode up to the house Mr. Bacon observed him as he came up the driveway, and, curious to know what he wanted, waited for him to reach the porch. As he drew near, the lawyer thought there was some thing familiar about him "Are you the---" began the stranger. Then he stopped arid stared "Why, you are Lawyer Bacon, are you not?" I "My na.rne is Bacon, Ralph B acon, and I am a lawy er sir May I ask your name?" "My name is Peter Finley. I think we have met before." C H APTE R II. A VILLAINOUS BARGAIN "Captain Peter Fin ley, of the brig Lone Star ?" said' Mr. Bacon, in some surprise. 1 "You've got it right, Mr Baco n," chu ckle d the s kipper, thrusting his ma h ogany hued h ands into his trou s er's pockets "You a r e the man I bel ieve who called o n me t o help straighten out a little tangle with the Government?" "Precise l y You straightened it o u t al l r i ght, and I paid you well for your services. I s this your coun t ry r es idenc e ?" Mr Bacon nodded "A handsome place, upon my word," replied Captain Finley, looking about him I woul d n t m ind ownin g s vch a place myself. Perhaps I w ill a fte r o n e or tw o mor e to the coast of Cuba." .,., ... "Do you mean to say that afte r getting out o:f that mess you've mixed yourself up in--" I -"Another? Well, Mr. Bacon," s ai d the cap tain with a wink, "you know there's a hea p o f mo n ey in the filibu s t e r ing business 'rhe Cuba n s need the stuff and have g ot the money to pay for it. 'l'hey can b u y i t i n this country easily enough The troubl e is to get i t out o:f the country without being detected." "I should say so. I s u p pose y ou know that y ou ar e a marked man eyer since your l ast scra p e How c an you hope to hoodwink the Secret SeTVice men w ho, no d o u bt are watching every move you ma.ke ?" "It is one o:f the advantages 0 g enius to overcome ob stacles," grinned Captain Finley. Lawyer Bacon shook h is h ead, d ep r ecat ingly. "You have to be mig h ty slick to d eceive the agents o:f this Government. They are un de r stric t order s to let no contraband goods get outside the th reemi l e limit." "I am :fully aware of the risks I ace, Mr. Bacon and so is Juan Balmaceda, the C u ba n agent; bu t j us t the slime we both expect to run a full cargo of arms and a.muni t ion away from these shores to-night "Well, it's none of my business whe t he r y ou do or d o n o t make the attempt you so confide:ntl y assert; but I ma y say that1if you do I am not very sa n gui n e o:f y our s uccess. You know what the Commissioner said when h e discharged y ou after I had succeeded i n showing the Govei:'nment tha t it hB:d no case against you-he was by n o means convinced in his own mind that you were guiltle:;s, and he warn ed y ou that if you were ever bro u g h t before him ag ain o n a s i rni la.r charge, and it could be proved, he woul d gi v e yo u the ex treme limit of the law. "I remember it well eno u gh," chuckled t h e captain. "Then let me say I think you are tak ing desp e rate

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A YOUNG M.ONTE CRISTO. "For a remuneration that is proportionate to the risk in volved." "Well, know your own busihess," replied the l awyer, shrugging his shoulders. "May I ask to what I am in debted :for this visit?" "Certainly, Mr. Bacon. I was not aware you were the owner of this property. My object in coming here was to obtain permission to use the l ane running from the road through the orchard and meadows to the creek beyond "Use my lane! Pray, sir, for what purpose?" "The Lone Star is at this moment anchored as far up the creek she can go. Yesterday I cleared for Key West with a sma ll miscellaneous ca:rgo--not at all contraband, I may say, I'm no such fool . for the goods were watched and examined by Government agents who, as you have said, take a great interest in the movements of myself and my brigand sailed with last night's flood. However, I didn't get any further than the creek yonder." "1.\nd why should you put in at the creek? Did any ac cident happen to your vessel?" Captain Finley looked intently for some moments at the l awyer before replying Bacon, I'm thinking that I'll have to trust you I
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A Y O UNG MONTE C RISTO. cruiser in Cuban wat.er and contraband goods were found on board, or if y o u and your crew sho ul d b e ca u ght l an d ing the stuff on the s h ore 0of that is l and, what w oul d h a p pen to you?" "We sh oul d be impris o ned an d probab l y shot," re plied the skipper, coo lly I depend on the swiftness o f the bri g to avoid the former, and upon the activi ty o f the ins ur gents to pro vide against the latter "How would you like to take a recrui t ?" "A recruit! What do you mean?" asked Captai n Fin ley, looking hard at the impert ur bable countenance o f the l awye r. "I sh o ul d like to hav e my step-son see a little o f the w o rld. "Your step-s on I excl aimed the ski pp e r rai sing hi s e ye brows "My step-son He is getting a little beyond my con tro l. I think a voyag e in the Lone Star to the coast of Cuba would do him a world of good." "How old is this young man?" "Fifteen years." "Do you thorou g hly understand the risk h e w ould have to face on s u c h a trip?" replied the skipper, i n some astcm. i s hrnent "I think I do," answered Mr Bacon, calm l y "Does he und e r s tand it him s elf, and i s anxious to go?" "That has nothing to do with the matter '.'Oh, it ha s n t I" s aid the captain, drawin g a long breath and s tudyin g th e features o f hi s host, critically. "Let us under s tand each other," s aid the lawyer com ing ri ght to the point "You hav e trusted m e with the obje c t of the Lon e Star' s presence in the creek, if not in so man y word s at l e a s t I can see through a mill.stone when the re' s a hol e in it. At an y rate you know I have my sus pi c ion s Now, Captain Finley, I think I can b e just a s frank with you. My s tepson is in my way If you woul d take him over to Cuba and an y thing happened to him there it would not greatl y distress me, do you understand?" I think I do,'' grunted the s kipper "If the Spaniard s caught him under s uspicious circum stances it would relieve me of a certain re s pon s ibility h is presence here occas ions me. If you wish to undertake such a commis s ion Captain Finl ey, I will mak e it greatly to y our pecuniary advantage." "You might set a figure on thi s business Mr Bacon It would be more bu s inesslike and I s hould know what I can d e pend on. How much is this little job worth to you?" "If you will undertake to in s ure that this boy will never return to annoy me again I will guaran tee to pay y ou the sum of $5 000 " When?" 1 "On presentation of p roo f o f his dea t h that will s tand rn court "I'll do it, Mr Bac on, if yoo will gi v e me a pape r in writing to that effect." "Such a paper would b e too dange r o u s f or m e to s ign. Supposi n g anyth in g h app e ned to you and that document were to come to li g ht, look at the position I would be in." b " I must have s o m e guarantee that you mean usrness said the skipper "Suppose I also were to ask you to f urnish a guarantee that would carry out the term s o.f this agreement, could you f urnish it?" "I'm a fraid not." "Well, y ou see, w e'll have to trust each other to a certain extent "We ll give me $1,000 down, and I'll go into the scheme -the b al ance to b e paid as soon as I furnish you the evidence you r e qui re." The lawyer agree d to thi s arr angement, and then the pair put thei r h eads togeth e r to consider the best Will Newto n coul d be s pirite d o n b oar d the Lone Star without any o n e e l s e b e ing the w i s er of the fact. CHAPTER IIt. THE T ALL M AN WITH THE BLAOK WHISKERS. '/'/,, That even ing at s u ppe r Mr. Bacon was unusuall y graci- 3 1HJ ous to his s t ep-son. Will couldn't help n otic in g the change, and wondered what had come over Mr Ba.con. Moses a lso observed, with a feeling of displeasure, his fath e r's apparent cha nge of fro n t A short tim e after the meal, Mr. Bacon asked Will if he would go to the village o n an er rand. "Yes, sir," rep lied th e boy, cheerfully. "What is it you want me to get for you? The l awyer wan ted s o m e writing-paper an d a few other things Will put on his h a t and started for the villag e on foot. He had about half a mil e to g o befo r e h e struc k the h e ad of Mai n Street, and anoth e r h alf mile b e for e h e reached the heart of the business sectio n w here the s tationery il.nd drug store stood. The stillness of the n igh t and th e soli t ud e of the road did not bothe r Will any, but h e conclu ded to s top at the Bumstead home an d get Dick t o go alon g with him. Dick was readi n g a story -book w h e n hi s f rie n d c alled. He immediately agreed to wal k to the v illage an d back with W ill I was te ll ing fathe r at s u pper a bout that brig that is anchored in the c r eek,'' sa,id Dick. "What did he say abou t h e r ? "He thought it was ki n d of s ingul a r for h e r to put i n there un less she h ad m e t with som e se riou s dama ge and hauled in to m ake re pairs." "I didn't notice tha t ther e was an y thing the matter with her, did you ? "No, replied Dick, shakin g his heaQ.. "She seemed to be al l r i ght "At any rate, a s far as we could see 'the crew were :aot doing anythi n g to her."

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6 A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. "I saw several of them lying asleep in the bushes," said Dick. "I saw them, too. Rather hard-looking chaps. If I was anxious to go to sea I wouldn't want to ship with such chaps for associates." "I should say not. I rather enjoy reading sea sto i ries, but none of the real thing for me. I've heard that it's a dog's life." "You didnrt notice the vessel's name, did you, Dick?" "No. A piece of sail hung over the stern, where the name iS' usually painted, and hid it. "Craft of her size also have their name in raised, gilt letters at the bows. I looked there for it, but the end of a sail was hanging over from the forecastle and covered it up." "If they had tried to keep the name hidden on purpose they couldn't have adopted hetter means for doing it; but, of course, there could be no reason for such a thing as that." "I should think not. Suppose we go down in the mom ing and take another look at her?" -'I'm willing," replied Dick. Their conversation turned into a different channel aMut the prospects of their baseball team beating the nine of the nearby railroad town-and in a short time they rea ched the village drug store where stationery and cigars were also kept for sale. Will made his purchases and when they left the store the boys almost rail into a tall, dark complexioned man, whose face was plentifully covered with black whiskers "Hello, my lads! where bound in such a hurry?" he asked looking keenly into their faces. "Home,'" answered Will, shortly He saw the man was a stranger in the neighborhood, and he didn't see why he should address them so familiarly. "Live in the village?" he queried, detaining Will with a grasp on his jacket sleeve. "No, sir We live down the road, in the suburbs,'' h e chuckle, "and hauled into the creek to repair it. Now we have to wait for the next flood tide to get out again." The boys accepted this explanation a s the reason for the brig's presence in the creek, and then became interested in a glowing yarn that the stranger reeled off about the many dangers he had encountered on the briny deep. The man kept up a ceaseless flow of talk as they plodded along the road. At length they reached Dick's home, which was only a short distance from Will's. "Do you see that white gate yonder?" said Dick to the stranger. The man nodded. "That's the entrance to the lane. Keep right down it and you'll come to the creek." "That's where you live I s'pose ?" said the mariner to Will, pointing to the roof of a house which appeared above the trees. "Yes, sir," replied the boy. 'J'he stranger hesitated a moment, if he expected Will would accompany him the rest of the way, but as he made no move to go on, the man finally wished them both good night and walked slowly toward the white gate to which he had been referred. They saw him open the gate, pass through and then lost sight of him. Ten minutes l ater Will parted from Dick B mstead. They had arranged to meet in the morning after break fast. Neither dreamed tbat it would be many years before they met again, and that Will was fated to pass through a ter rible and singular experience which would work a great change in his life. CHAPTER IV. KIDNAPPED replied, politely, but a bit impatiently. As Will approached the white gate, whistling one of the "Down the road, eh? Perhaps you boys wouldn't object popular airs ef the day, a pair of piercing black eyes to me going along with you. I'm rather out of my bearings watched his every move. in this locality. I belong to a brig that's anchored in a The boy glanced down the lane, but the mariner had creek somewhere along shore Perhaps you could pilot me apparently disappeared. to the neighborhood?" Suddenly, as he passed the gate, something descended "Sure we could," spoke up Dick, unsuspiciously. "All upon his head. you'll have to do is to go down a lane alongside my friend's A hand with a big stick had been thrust over the gate, apple orchard, and it will land you right at the head of the and Will saw a myriad of red and white stars, felt an ex creek where your vessel is. We were down there this after cruciating pain in his brain, and then pitched forward, noon looking at her unconscious, upon the side of the road. "You were down looking at her, eh?" replied the man The arm and stick were withdrawn, the gate was cauwith the whiskers "Well, what did you think of her?" tiously opened and the figure of the tall mariner with the "I'm no judge of vessels," replied Dick. bushy whiskers stepped up beside the boy and looked down "I s'pose you wondered what she was doing there?" the at him. stranger said, looking hard at Bumstead. "I guess that clip has settled his hash for a little while," "Yes This is the first time I can remember that a said the man, who was no other than Captain Peter Finley, vessel of her size ever put in there." of the brig Lone Star. "Well you see we run foul of a steamer in the dark and Glancing up and down the road and making sure there damaged our steering gear badly," replied the man, with a was no one in sight, the skipper grasped the senseless boy

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A YOtJNG MONTE CRISTO. around the wai s t with one of his mus cular arms, raised him from the ground with little apparent exertion, and, passing through th e gate again, took his way down the lane. In this way he reached the creek and continued on till he came to the vessel, which was now drawn close up to the bank. "Is that you, cap'n ?" asked a man who sprang out of the bushes in front of him. "Aye, aye, Ford. I see you are keeping your weather eye lifting for stragglers "That's your orders, sir," looking curiously at the bur d e n the captain carried. "I've a stout boy here who is going to take a trip to the coast of Cuba said the skipper, with a l augh "Some thin g f e ll on bi s head in the road and I had to carry him the rest of the way. I'll take him aboard, and to morrow, when we' re in blue water, you can teach him his duty." Thus s p e aking, Captain Finley walked up the gangplank and di s appeared over the brig's side. Ford fell back among the bushes, and once the still ness of the remained unbroken. Th e s k y was 8.lmos t clear of clouds, and, though the moon was not yet ri s en, the s tars sparkled brightly through the air and s hon e up a g ain from the s urface of the creek below. Out by the mouth of the inlet there came the ceaseless rippl e and surg e of the inc o ming tide, and by and by a faint s ound aro s e around tha.t s e que s tered spot as the breeze from th e ocean outside s wept through the trees and the rigging of the s il ent craft at an c hor. Two h ours cr ept away when a horseman suddenly ap p eared coming toward the brig. A signal issu e d b etwee n his lips and instantly the chief mate, Ford, confront e d him. "That you, sen o r ? h e a s ked, in a confident tone. "Ba lmaceda r ep li e d the hor s eman. G o od. I s uppo s e the wagon s are coming no, w." "They are alr ea dy in the lan e," replied the newcomer. "I will c all C aptain Finley, then," replied the mate, has tenin g up the g angway. The c aptain s oon appear e d a.n:d entered into a brief con v e r R ation with the s tranger, after which the horseman turned hi s a nimal around and disappeared slowly in the direction he had come In the meantime the m,ate was arousing the crew, which soon swarmed on deck, a portion coming ashore 'l'he main hatchway was opened, a hoist and sling rig g e d, and everything appeared to be ready for business by the time the first of a train of loaded wagons came into sight. I The cargo with which the brig had left New York was battened down in the lower hold, leaving the space between decks to receive the contraband cases and kegs the wagons had brought from the railroad in the neighboring town, eight miles away, where they had loaded up that afternoon. The scene of activity which now ensued, under the glare of a dozen lanterns, was in strange contrast to the quiet and gloom which had hitherto prevailed along the creek. There were no laggards in that crowd Captain Finley and his mates directed operations and issued lowspoken orders from time to time, while Juan Balmaceda, the Cuban agent, sat in his saddle a short dis tance away and watched the work as it proceeded swiftly and without a hitch Each wagon as it was unloaded drew out of the way to make place for the one behind it, but none was allowed to depart until the last case was in the brig's hold Every case and package was of a size and weight that one man could lift and carry a short distance at least. This was a precaution necessary to assure rapid hand l ing during subsequent debarkation on the Cuban coast, when proceedings might be interrupted at any moment by the sudden appearance of the Spanish coast guard; always on the watch for a :fi.libustering expedition. At l ast the hatches were clapped on and secured, and preparations were soon under way for getting the brig ou t of the creek, for the tide was now at its flood. Captain Finley bade Juan Balmaceda good-by .and stepped on board the Lone Star, while the Cuban agen1-is sued orders to the teamsters to move out to the road return to town. J i There was a creaking of ropes through blocks, the upper sails were loos ened out to catch the breeze now stronger tha n before, ancl within fifteen minutes the brig was heading out to sea with all sail set Morning came and the Lone Star was out of sight of land, with her nose pointed southward. Four bells, indicating six o'clock, had just been struck forward when Will Newton came to his senses The first thing he became aware of was that he had a splitting headache. The next that his bedroom, where he supposed he was, was rising up and and then rolling, though not heav ily, from side to side ...J the r e wa s the sound of the swishing and falling off of the waves as thfy gently rose and broke against the side of the forecastle within a foot of his head He couldn't understand it all and turned over in the bunk where he had been left by the captain He now heard the tramp, tramp of the watch on deck, who were washing the pla.nks. He looked around the close, ill smelling and low-ceil ed space which canie to a point in the eyes of the brig There was a cloubl e tier of bunks on either sicle, and from several came vocal cadences suggestive of snoring. Three or four chests and severa.1 bags filled up the larger part of the open space. A slush lamp suspendecl from the center, which swung to and fro in sympathy with t11e motion of the vessel, threw a dim, uncertain kmd of light through the place The morning sunshine was filtering through the scuttle opening, from which. descended a short ship's ladder. Altogether the scene was new and strange to the dazed boy, through whose head the curious heavy pain came and

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8 A YOUNG MQNTE CRISTO. went in throb s a s regular a s the b eating o f an y clock, and a s he la y l o okin g a bout him h e felt cer tain tha t h e mus t b e exp e ri e n cing some h orrid cl.Team By and b y a man's l egs p ro ject ea. down thro u g h the scuttle, hi s thick -set bod y foll o w e d and h e l a n ded on the d e ck of the for ecastle H e c am e d irect l y t o the wh e r e W i ll l ay, and p er cei ving the b oy's b ig, staring eyes fixed u pon him he said : "We ll, y oun gs t e r, I see y ou r e a wake Yo u d better come on deck now and take a whiff of the se a b reeze. That'll liven y ou up and I 'll g ive you s om ething to do." "Wha t does this all m ean?" cried Will starting up on his elb ow. "Whe re a m I ? " Wh e r e are y ou?" repli e d the mate. "Wl1y, you're aboard the bri g Lone Star, b ound for t h e coast of C u ba." "Aboard the brig I.Jon e Star!" gasped Will, in amaze ment. "What do you mean ?" what I hav e said-no m o re, n o less. Come, now, rouse up and g e t up that ladd e r, or m a y h ap I'll f resh en your way with a bit of rop e's end," and the mate unwo und a short l ength of lin e whi c h had been coi l ed around his right hand. "But I don t unde r s t a nd wh y I'm on boa r d a vesse l if, as you s a y I r ea ll y am." "It makes n o d "ffe r e nce w he t h e r you understa n d it or not. You r e on e of the bri g's c rew and you've got to do your share of duty. So put a c lapp e r o n that jaw of you r s and g e t up. I've waste d mor e time with you than I us u ally lose ove r greenhorn s H e g rabb e d Will b y th e c ollar o f h is j acke t and.yanked him out on the d ec k. "Ge t up that ladd e r, d y e h ear?" and h e ad ministered a s harp bl o w with the rope upon the l ad's bac k an d sho ul ders Will 's fir s t thought was to fly at the man with b oth fists, whi c h h e unc o n sc iou s l y but h e decided not to do so, for t unate l y for him self, for the m ate had noted his bellig erent attitude and raise d the r o p e's e n d to stri ke him a g ain. 'l' h e bo y eluded furthe r puni s;hment by running to the la dde r and climbing to the deck above H e r e he found h imself in the su n shine, on the deck of the brig, which was unde r full sai l with the b ound l ess, 'Smiling ocean o n every side_. and n o t a s i g n of l and anywhere 'l' h e w a tch had jus t fini s h ed w ashing down, and were the darkfeatu r ed and bewhiskered stranger who had ac companied Dick and himself from village that night Mr. Bacon sent him for the stationery that he wanted. He had to wor k l i ke a s l ave, r eceived many a curse and b low, and not a sympathetic thought from one of the crew, who were a pretty reckless set, as befitted the enterprise in which they were engaged. Though sick and disheartened with it all, wondering alike how he came to be kidnapped and whether he would soon be able to make his escape, he found that the easiest way out oi' his many troubles was to appear cheerful and do the best that was in him to satisfy the two mates, who bossed the crew as their sweet will dictated. The third day out the Lone Star had run into a stiffish gale, and for twenty four hours Will was in the throes of sea "ickness. Next day the weather cleared and by night the boy was able to get abont again The food which he had scarce l y been ab l e to touch before he now ate ru,venous ly, and orne of his associates began to look npon him with a trifle more respect At sunset on the seventh clay the shores of Cuba hove in sight. The brig's sai l was shortened and she was kept away until night hac1 settled down, dark and blustering, and then cap ta i n Finl ey, who was tickled to death over the atmos pheric conditions, which promised to hide his approach from the Spanish cruisers, had her headed for a certain point a l ong the coast As soon as he was close enough in he began to fl.ash a bright signal at regular intervals. This was present l y answered by a sim ilar signal from the shore, indicating that all was clear, apparently The brig then sai l ed nearer the l and, as close as it was safe to go, while the crew were busily engaged in break ing out the cases that were to be sent ashore in the boats. At l ength the brig was hove to, the boats brought around to her gangway, and as fast as they received their load were rowed ashore Will was sent in the first boat, by the captain's orders, and be rnacle severa l trips in her before all the stuff was on the beach, and whisked o _ut of sight by the insurgents, who had mules and horses waiting to carry it off to one of their strongho l ds not far away. taldn g up oth e r duties that lay a t han d "Good grac i o u s !" e xcl aim ed W ill a gha s t. at sea and no mi s tak e The last l oad to leave the brig went in Will's boat and I r eally am the captain accompanied her to the beach, vhere he met the C u ban leader of the detachment, and received from him CHAPTER V. a r eceip t for the stuff . B y thi s time a ll the men were back in their p l aces except Will, whom the capta.in detained on the shore. D EAD TO THE WORL D Suddenly a waming cry rose from the last bunch of inW e will p ass ove r the d ays a n d nights whic h inte rv ened s u rgents, and almost instantly several rifles cracked in the b efo r e t he L o n e Sta r arrived in C u ban waters shrubbery a hundred yaJ'ds away. Will found th e m hideou s e n o u g h in good truth. H e was uncer e m o n io u s l y hus tl ed from p illar to post, as the s ayin g is; b rowb eate n by the two mates and utterl y i gno r ed b y C aptain Finley, in whom the boy recog niz ed "The Spaniards cried the officer, push ing .Captain Finl ey toward hi_s boat, and taking to his heels. Will made a dive for the boat, but was sffized by the skipper

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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. 9 "Go with that officer!" he cried, roughly pushing the boy from him. Then he stepped into the boat and ordered his men to push off. The boat receded into the darkness, the Cuban officer had vanished, and Will was left alone on the beach. There was a 1 smart interchange of shots between the Spanish soldiers and the retreating insurgents, and in the midst of it all a squad of Spaniards burst out of the bushes and came running toward the spot where the abandoned boy stood. Before he realized the situation he was surro unded by half a dozen Spanish soldiers and taken prisoner. The sergeant of the party fl.ashed a light about the beach and saw numerous tell-tale signs which showed him that contraband goods had b<;!en landed, and he swore a frightful string of Spanish oaths. 'l'he firing was still going on, receding, toward the inter ior of the island. At length the sergeant turned upon Will and flashed the lantern in his face "Who axe you?" he demanded, roughly, in Spanish He might have asked the question in Chinese for all the boy understood him "Why don't you answer me?" he demanded, furioosly shi-king Will by the shoulder The boy shook his head. "I don't understand you," he replied. "Es usted Americano ?" (Are you an American?) Will understood that Americano meant American, and he nodded. "You do not understand said the sol djer, fiercely. Will shook his head, though he didn't understapd what the Spaniard said. The sergeant glared at his prisoner and then spoke a command to his detachment They formed about the boy and the whole party moved off toward the bushes "Gee whiz l I'm in a nice kettle of fish l" thought Will, as h e kept step to the tramp of the soldiers. "I suppose I:'ll be put in prison and kept there awhile." Fortunately for his peace of mind he did not realize the peril which swrounded him. He. clid not know that his life, even more than his lib erty, was at stake Tramp, tramp, tramp, the squad and the prisoner marched through the luxuriant vegetation until after more than three miles had bt>en covered they came to a halt before a block house on a bit of rising ground which mantled a kind of valley round about Here they were met by the officer in charge, and to him the sergeant proceeded to make his report, which he empha sized by pointing to his prisoner. The officer first addressed Will in Spanish, and finding that he did not to understand him, he continued in bad English. In this way, after much difficulty, the boy gave his name, age, his nationality, and in response to his occupation' re plied that he 'had been kidnapped aboard the vessel which had land ed the contra band goods. The officer received the last information, which he did not seem to understand thoroughly, somewhat incredu lou s ly, and then "Starte d to question Will about the cargo which had been landed and off into the interio } by the insurgents. Will gave him the full particulars as far as he knew. The boy was then led into the block-house, his arms bound b e hind him, and a soldier placed where he could keep him in sight. A blanket was brought to him, and after ruminating awhi le on the vicissitudes of fortune he fell asleep and did not wake until he wa'S aroused by a soldier at sunrise. A tin cup o f black coffee, a. slice of bread and some cold meat were handed to him for hi s breakfast, after which the officer told him he was to be taken to a town in the in terior, where his fate would be decided. A corpora l and soldiers took charge of Will and the march began. When they entered the valley the rank luxuriance <>f the vegetation astonis hed the American boy, foc it was a peifect tangle of tropi ca l growth. Flow&s and plants he had never heard about greeted his eyes on every side, with gPrgeous blossoms and trailing vines, all drenched with the heavy dew of the previous night, and glistening in the sunshine. Their course Jay over no traveled roads, but a.cross ruined estates, through plantations that showed the devastating hand of a guer illa war, under depleted ocange groves ancl through demoralized fields of sugar cane. They picked their 'ay over fallen trees and rolling log s, rough stones and wild, climbing weeds, up hill and down dale, till at last they came in sight, aft& many hours of weary t:r'avel of El C hri sto The little detachment with its prisoner marched to the office of the commandante, and the corporal pi'esented a lengthy document in writing to the official in charge. After a long delay, during which Will was permitted to rest himself on a stone seat, be was admitted before the commandante and questioned by an interpreter. His answers coincided practically with the report brought by the corporal, and after a consultation with an aide the commandante o!.'dered him taken to the military prison, and a full report was forwarded to the Spanish general of that department at Santiago de Cuba. Under ordinary circumstances the commandante would have disposed of the case him self, as he had full authority to do, and the chwces are the prisoner would have been shot at sunrise But the lad's you thfulness, and his ingenuous c<>nfession, as it was so considered, induced the commanda.nte to throw the responsibility on his superior. After a wait of five days Will received marching orders again.

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10 A YOUNG MON'l'E CRISTO This time his des tination was Santiago, and he was forth with despatched to that city und e r a s uitabl e escort On their anival the party marc hed through the narrow, badly pa v ed street s to the military bling one s tory building, with out window s without chim neys, and without any elevation above the street In pla c e of window s were iron-barred ope ning s extending from the floor almo s t to the ceilin g and provided with in side shutte rs that c ould be close d in case of s torm, and in which was in s erted one pane of thi ck, opaqu e gla s s that admitted light, but was not trans parent enough to see through. Will was examined privately by the genera l and his an swers taken down in a book by one of hi s aides. After this orcleal he was confined in a common jail. On the following aft e rnoon h e was brought b e fore a military tribunal and formally tried. Re was convicted of aiding and bringing comfort to the enemy, the insurg e nts, and on account" .... of hi s youth, the officers voted for impris onment for life in the dungeons of Morro Castle, a formidable fortification which crowned the heights of the narrow, tortuou s entrance to Santiago Bay. Will was immediately taken ther e and within an hour was face to face with the yellow walls, embrowned turret s and time-stained battl e ments of hi s future home whi c h sur mounted the abrupt height which ros e threateningly from the sea. The rocky base, deep moat, and huge drawbridge of the fifteenth century, formed a frowning, though mos t pictur esque object, again s t the blue background of a sky; with the green waters of the s ea c urling around its base and the red and yellow colors of the Spani s h flag waving from its apex, while its black mouthed cannon point ed s a v agely oceanward. Excavated out of s olid rock on whi c h thi s anci ent fort ress still stands, were the c e lls, offices and tor tb.re charhb e r s of the Inqui s ition, used in times when the "Ho1y Office" assumed to be arbiter of all Spani s h-America. Into one of the s e cells, where the light o f day n e ver p e n e trated, Will Newton was thrus t, and when the gre a t iron door clanged behind him, the sound echoing through the si l ent corridors of the bowels of the fortress like the kn ell of doom, the brave young American boy was as one dead to the world. CHAPTER VI. He could not believe that he r e ally e nt.ombed for the cour s e of his natural life. But whe;, the w eeks elap s ed into month s and the months rolled into year s, he gave up hope of see in g the li ght of day again, or America, or his dear mother' s fa c e He became a dejected, hopeless prisoner, to whom the lap s e of time, of which he had long lost track, ceased t.o be of interest, and he s pent his waking hour s in s uch child i s h amusements as his fancy and hi s fa c ilities permitted. The man who twice daily brought him his p o rtion of bread and water, with an occas ional pie c e of meat on Sun day, and upon the more important feas t day s of the Chur c h, judged that the boy was growing weak-minded throu g h s olitary confinement in his underground priso n but he was wrong Will Newton had merely relapsed into a lethar gi c condition, due to the lack of all that makes life worth living. It needed but a spark of hope, or a new s en s ation, to arouse him to his old boyish vigor once mor e and this re vivifying touch came to him one night after h e had been immur e d in the underground cell for a period of two years and six months Ile was listl e s s ly leaning against the wall of his dungeon wondering whe ther it was ni ght or day in the great w o rl d outside when he heard a peculiar rhythmic tapping in the ma s onry behind him He listened, and after a short time the s ound stop-ped, only to be resum e d presently, with variation s a s thou g h some one was s c raping with a hard in s trum ent on the r ocks can that b e ?" mu sed Will for the first tim e in many months taking an inte rest in wha t was going on around him. ''"Who or what i s makin g tha t n o i se? It seem s t o J;Je go ing on b e hind m e H e put bi s ear to the w a ll and l is t e ned intently Tick-tick-tick! Scr a pe-scrape--scr a p e The s ound went on at inte r v al s for hou rs the n it s u d d e nl y cea sed. Aft e r li s t e ning for a lon g time in vain for it t o recom m e nce a g ain, Will went to s leep. Wh e n he awoke the presen c e of a ju g of fresh wate r an d a hunk of coar s e brea d showe d the boy tha t hi s j ai l e r had mad e hi s usual round of t h e cell s a n d gon e away agai n. During the many hour s of comple t e s il ence whic h now r e i g n e d in tha t subte rran e an cell the boy thought of n oth in g but that tic king and scrapin g n o ise that he h ad h eard in the wall. He hadn't the s lighte s t i d ea what i t m e ant, n o r what h ad cau s ed it. THE MYSTERIOUS TICKING ON THE DUNGEON WALL WHAT LED TO IT. Imprisoned for life-jus t imaginG what that sentence meant to a healthy, -,rigorous boy of fifteen, fresh from the untrammeled freedom of Ameri c an Si:!hoolboy life .AND "It's the fir s t s ound, out s id e that made b y the jail e r, I've heard s in e-a I've been her e and heaven al o n e ho w lon g I'v e been here It seems like many y ear s I m u s t be a man by this time, though I feel jus t like I used to in the dear old days at home Of cour s e I've been given up as dead long ago, and no doubt Mr Bacon an d Moses shed few tears over my di s appearanc e Poor m other! How did s he take it? Is s h e !till aliv e ? And Dick Bum stead I'll bet he often wondered what happ e ned to me. Will Newt.on at first hardly r e aliz e d the hopeless char acter of his confinement Boy-like, he was full of hope that afte r a few months at the furthest he would be re leased and sent back to America

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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. t1 I was to meet him the next morning to go on one of our little e x peditions, and next morning I was far out at sea on board the Lone Star. Hello I There it is again I" The ticking and scraping had recommenced in the same plac e and it se emed nearer, if anything, than before. It continued a s before for hours, with intervals of silence. Day after day the same mysterious sound was repeated-alwa y s about at the same time. Som e times it sounded near and sometimes farther off, but alway s in the same place. Will got used to it at last 1md gave it little attention. On e day, however, he noticed that it was louder than u s ual. At fir s t he thought this was mere fancy on his part, but when he plac e d his ear close to the wall he was certain he wa s not d eceived-it was much nearer, apparently only a f e w inches away, as if the thing, whatever it was, was working H s wa y toward him. He wa s rather startled at this idea, and on the impulse of the moment he yelled out: "Hello, there!" The noi s e s topped like magic and did not go on again for :vhat Will judg e d to be several days, then he heard it again. Suddenl y a great light to flood his mind. The noise mu s t b e the result of the effort of a prisoner in the adjoining cell to break his way :through the wall, fancying maybe it would lead him to the freedom he craved. Will now began to examine the surface of the wall with his fing e r s and found that ins tead of a ma s s of solid rock, which he had suppo sed it to be, that it was a stone parti tion erected to divide the subterranean apartment into two sec tions. He located the exact spot whence the sound proceeded and found it wa s on the mortar line. "By George!" he cried, in great excitement. "It's a priso n e r t ry ing to e sc ap e Ma ybe he thinks this way leads to a corridor. I'd like to see and talk to him, if only for c ompanion ship." It didn't occur to him at the moment that the prisoner on the other s ide of the wall was probably a Spaniard, and that neith e r would be abl e to understand the other. I wonder how I could help him get through faster? Ah m y i r on s poon! I'll use that on the mortar this side. It will furnis h me with an occupation that will keep my tho u ghts off this eternal monotonous idleness." So h e got the s poon and began to dig at the mortar. Hardly had he bega.n before the noise on the other side c ease d. He kept on, however, with unflagging zeal, gradually loo se nin g g ood-siz e d chunks of the mortar all about the par ticula r ston e h e sel e cted to work up, whose size he coul d o nl y t e ll b y feeling around it, For two years ar. d a half the only light he had seen was the g l eam f ro m his jail e r's lantern. His eyes had grown accu s tomed to the gloom of his dungeon, and he could see its four naked walls clearly, even in the inten s e darkness which prevailed there. His water-jug and plate he could also always make out, and his small iron cot in a corner, and the stool on which he was acc ustomed to sit. There was nothing else in bis cell. Hi"s jailer, accustomed to the light of day, could make out nothing in the C!!ll when he came there until he flashed the lantern around. And he had long ceased to look for anything but to see that his 'prisoner was alive when he called. ( Half an hour after the scraping and ticking on the other side stopped it was resumed once more, as if the other per son had realized at la s t that a fellow-unfortunate was close at hand and that he had determined to with him. Will worked till his fingers ached, and only stopped through sh e er weakness to operate the iron spoon any longer, for the further he dug into the mortar the more difficult became the job. After a:n hour's rest, during which the noise on the other side had also ceased, he began again, and soon the ticking and scraping was heard again through the rock, and much louder tha.n ever. Suddenl y a long piece of s te e l broke through the mortar and struck Will on the hand. It was withdrawn and then came through in another place. Will s topped work and waited with eagerness for further developments. At length a hole an inch in width almost and three in height had bee n made, and through it the boy saw the faint, flickering light of a candle. Then came a pau se, the light disappeared and he heard a voice accost him in Spanish. "I don t und e rstand you," Will answered, slowly and distinctl y with his lips close to the opening. He heard the per s on utter an exclamation, and then came in p e rfect Engli s h : "Who are you?" "I'm an American boy, sentenced to this dungeon for life." These words were greeted with another exclamation of s urprise. "An American boy! What's your name?" "Will Newton." "What crime were you accused of?" "Helping to land contraband goods on the coast of this island." "Then the Cubans have risen against the Spaniard:s again?" "They were fighting the Spaniards at that time." "How long ago was that?" asked the voice, which had the quaver of age. "I don't know; but it must have been several years ago." "And you have been in that cell ever since?" "Yes."

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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. ".\.nd have loot all track of time?" "I have." "Poor boy Poor boy! I, myself, have been in this dungeon ten years." "Ten years!" cried Will. "Ten years. The jailer comes night and morning, and I have counted the. days by means of bits of mortar which I chipped off. When I have accumulated. thirty pieces I put one aside as a month and begin over again. When I have the twelve extra pieces I count five more to make 365 days, and then I place a piece on a flat stone in a corner to represent a year. There are now ten pieces of mortar on that stone, and I have also three pieces representing months, and fifteen for days. I have therefore been in this cell ten years, three months and fifteen days au told." CHAPTER VII . THE PRISONER IN THE OTHER DUNGEON. look to be all of twenty, but I make allowances for the trouble you have been through. How old were you when you were brought here?" "Fifteen." "Then you have easily lost three years out of your lifethree precious years." "Well, I shouldn't kick if I could get away from this place now and back to New Jersey where I came from." "So you hail from New Jersey, do you?" "Yes; from near the coast, though I was born in Tren ton." "Well, I shall want you to tell me all about the cause which led you into this terrible scrape in which you are now placed. We will postpone further confidences for the present, as I know it is nearly time for the jailer to visit us. Return the stone to its niche, and I will do the same on this side. Then when we are once more safe from in-' terception for the night we will renew our talk." The candle was withdrawn and Dodge proceeded to block Will Newton, with his ear at the narrow aperture on his up his end of the hole. side, easily heard every word spoken by the other prison.er, Will followed his example, and was not a moment too 'vho had removed one of the stone blocks entirely and had soon, for hardly had he accomplished it before he heard the his face thrust into the opening as far as it would go. ponderous key rattle in the lock of his cell door, the door "Are you an American?" asked Will, when the other was opened a little way and a plate of bread and jug of c ame to a pause. water were thrust inside. "Yes. A Downeaster. I hail from Salem, Massachu"Hand we the other plate and jug," said the Spaniard, setts, and my name is Phineas Dodge. I will tell you all gruffly, in bad English, and Will passed them out to him about myself, and how I came to be buried in this place as he had been accustomed to do ever since he had been after we have removed the stone on your side. Talking in the dungeon. will then i;>e much easier on your part. Then, too, we'll Then the door was slammed to and locked and the man be able to clasp the hand of fellowship and see each other. went on to the Yankee's cell, where the same programme I've only seen two human countenances in the last ten was gone through with. years.-my jailer's and Pasqua] Martinez's. The latter is After that he took his departure for the regions above, as great a villain as remains unbung, and he is the cause and silence once more reigned in that solitary C()rridor. of my being in this dungeon. But it will do him no good. Half an hour passed away, which both the prisoners I swear to that. I have thwa.rted him so far, and I shall employed to leisurely eat their frugal repast, and then do so 'to the end, even if I have to rot here." Dodge once mo. re opened up communication with his young Phineas Dodge ceased speaking a.Ila resumed his work on neighbor. the stone, with Will helping on the other side. Will told him that his father was dead, but that his After two hours of labor the stone was loosened suffi-ID()ther married again. cicntly for a push on Dodge's part to move it outward, and Then be went on to tell he had never been on the Will, exerting his strength, soon drew it out and laid it best of tern1s with his step-father and stcp-brotl1er, and that down on the floor. he ascribed the difficulty to the fact that he was heir to 'rhe Downeaster thrust his arm through the hole an:d the all the property left by his own father, and that while he boy clasped him by the hand. lived Mr. Bacon could only handle the e s tate cerThen Phineas Dodge got the small piece of candle which, tain re trictions. through the orders of Pasqual Martinez, had been allowed Coming cfown to the day he and his friend Dick Bumhim, and held it so the boy could see his face. stead had visited the mysterious brig anchored in the creek "I was fifty-four when I was imprisoned in this cell," not far from the house, he told Phineas Dodge about that he said. "I dare say 1 have aged more than ten years in night visit to the village, their meeting there with the dark appearance. My hair anc1 beard have grown wild and featured man with the whiskers, who subsequentiy turned both have turned white. My clothes are little better than out to be the captain of the Lone Star, and hbw the man rags. But my -spirit has not changed, and Pasqual Marhad gone with them as far as Burnstead's house, and then tinez will never bend it to his purpose." went on to the lane alone. He thrust the candle forward so as to examine Will's "I remember looking down the lane as I passed the gate face. to see if the mariner was in sight. The next thing I knew "You are indeed a boy-a boy of eighteen, though you was waking up in the forecastle of the brig, far out a.t sea,

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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. 13 next morning. Just how I was kid.napped I have never un derstood. It has been' a great mystery to me. We were seven days at sea before we reached the northern shore of this island The goods were safely landed and carried off by the insurgents, and there didn't seem to be any trouble in sight while Captain Finley was talking to the Cuban officer. If I had been in my place in the boat, as I feel I should have been, I would not have got into this trouble; but it looks to me as if the captain wanted to be rid of me, for he kept me on the beach, and I believe he was making some bargain with the Cuban with respect to me when the Spanish soldiers appeared. The Cuban, however, started off at the first fire, and I was following the captain into the boat when he shoved me back on the beach, at the same time ordering his men to shove off, which they did. Of course, I didn t know what to do and was easily captured." Will then rehearsed his subsequent experiences as a pris oner, ending in his conviction before a court-martial, and his sentence to solitary confinement for life. "I was brought here," he concluded, "and that's the whole story." For some minutes after the boy had ceased speaking, Phineas Dodge pondered over his short, but strange story "It is evident that you were kidnapped from your home for some purpose," he said at length. "I cannot see what Captain Finley's object was, as you being a greenhorn at sea you could have been of little use to him. Why should he take all the trouble of carrying you off merely to aban don you to almost certain death on the Cuban coast, seven days later?" "That's what I can't understand," replied Will. "Many and many a time I've tried to think the matter out, but can't make head or tail out of it." "Look here, my lad, when a murder has been committed and the police try to get at the bottom of it, perhaps to get a clew to the unknown assassin, or to bring the guilt home to the person caught red-handed, they begin by con sidering what was the mo, tive for the crime. In your case, my boy, what we want to discover is what object did Cap tain Finley have in doing away with you, for it seems to me that was his purpose in abandoning you on the beach where the Spaniards were bound to get you. No man knew better than this Finley what fate awaited persons caught in the act of landing contraband goods on the Cuban shore--he was in the trade and carried his own life in his hands. That you were not shot off-hand I believe is largely due to your youthfulness Now, why did Finley consign you to this fate? Do you think he could have been employed to do this?" "Employed!" exclaimed Will, in the utmost astonish ment. "Why, who wO'llld employ him to do such a thing?" "Somebody, perhap who would gain largely by your death." "And who would gain largely by my death?" "According to your own statement there was one man who would be greatly benefited by your early taking off." "And who could that be?" "Your step -fath er." "Mr. Bacon!" gasped the boy. "Precisely. Mr. Bacon." "Why, he wouldn't be guilty of such a thing as that sure ly,'' said Will. "We didn't hitch well, it is true; but to conspire to actually do me up I cannot believe--" "Now, Master Newton, remember, I don't say that he did do it. There is no proof that he made such a move But let us for the sake of argument look into this thi n g First of all, tell me what kind of man is this Mr. Bacon?'' Will gave Phineas Dodge a mental picture of his step father's character as he had sized him up. "What sort of woman is your mother?" The boy told him. "It is clear that with you out of the way for good, Mr. Bacon would have full swing with that property of yours, and if he outlived ybur mother he would come into it all. It was a great temptation for a man in his position, without any property of his own to speak of. Men have committed murder for a deal less than the stake in this case. I sup pose you have no idea whether Mr. Bacon and Captain Finley were acquainted." "I am almost sure they were not." "Still you do. not lmow for a certainty. Why did the brig Lone Star come to anchor in the creek so near your Was it not an unusual circumstance?" "Very unusual, and I can assign no reason for her pres ence there." "You say Mr. Bacon sent you to the village to buy something for him? Did you often go on such an errand for him?" "No. Tha.t was the first time he ever sent me." "Hum. The first time, eh? Why did he send you after dark?" "He said he wanted the paper badly." "Couldn't he have sent his son just as well?" "I guess Moses was too much o f a coward to go along the road in the dark." "You think that was the reason, then, why he asked you to go?" "I imagine so." ".And when you and your friend came out of the store you ran into Captain Finley?" "Yes." "It never struck you that he might have been waiting for you to appear, did it?" "Why, no; I thought the meeting was purely accidental." "I'm afraid it wasn't. lt was all part of a scheme to get you on board of the brig that night. I am sorry to say that my deductions point the finger of uspicion at your step father. He may be innocent, but he alone of those involved in our disappearance would benefit by it to a considerable degree. If you ever get away from this dungeon I advise you to look very closely into the matter before you reappear in your old haunts again." The subject was then dropped and Phineas Dodge proceeded to tell Will something about himself.

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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. CHAPTER VIII. THE STORY TOLD BY CAPTAIN PHINEAS DODGE. "For years I was captain of a fast schooner in the fruit trade, sailing between New York and Matanzas, Cuba. On my last trip, while lying at anchor in the bay, a singular incident happened, which has been the cause of my subse quent misfortunes. I remember it was about eight o'clock in the evening. I was seated on the deck enjoying the cool breeze that came in from the sea, when shots were heard on shore. I noticd that there seemed to be some confusion on one 0 the wharves, but it soon died out, and I wa.s begin ning to forget all about the matter when suddenly I heard a call for help directly under the stern. I looked over the rail and plainly saw in the moonlight a dark face in the water. 'rhe swimmer seemed to be exhausted, so I threw him a rope, which he seized and held on to until I had a boat lowered and the man taken aboard the schooner. He was a Spanish seaman, and was desperately wounded in the side. He said he had been shot by some soldiers on shore. I waa going to send for a surgeon, but he urgently begged me not to. He knew he was going to die, and that no surgeon could .have his life. His appearance did not belie his words. I had him taken into the steerage quarters, for I did not believe he would survive the night. He didn't, but before he died he confided to me a secret, the possession of which had cost him his life." Phineas Dodge paused to ta.Ke breath. "I haven't talked so much as I have to-day since I was put in this cell, and I suppose it's a surprise to my lungs," he said, with a weak smile. "I donft see how you could have stood ten years dO'Wil here," said Will, sympathetically. "I shall be dead long before that if I don't get out." "No one knows what he can stand until he is brought against the i:r;ievitable," said Captain Dodge, with some thing like a sigh. "Well, as I Wll!l saying, this sailor con fided to me the fatal secret which cost him his life, and from that hour its fatality moved on to me, its new possessor, for in forty-eight hours I was in the power of the man who had made up his mind to wring that secret from me at any cost." "I do. The Spaniard who died aboard my vessel fur nished me with the clew to its location.. He had visited the place himself and brought away a small quantity of the money, but nothing to speak of. His purpose was to interest some person he could trust, Charter a small vessel, visit the island and recover the treasure by degree. Un fortunatly, he got hold of the wrong man, for it was to Pasqual Martinez he broached his plan, and offered an even half of all that was obtained. The rascal eagerly accepted the proposition, but before he moved in the matter he de manded to be put in possession of all the particulars. This the Spanish sailQll' refused to accede to, fur his suspicions had been aroused that the officer's intentions were treach erous, and that he was not to be trusted. Martinez, :find ing the sailor stubborn on the point he wished to arrive at, and suspecting that the man meant to seek another part' ner in the enterprise, as was true, had him clapped into jail on a trivial charge, and threatened to keep him there indefinitely unless he agreed to give up his secret. Within a week, however, the Spaniard escaped from the jail, but was tracked to the wharves by Martinez, who was hot on his trail. He was endeavoring to get away in a small boat when the soldiers who accompanied Martinez fired upon him in the effort to head him off. Mortally wounded, he fell into the bay and the tide carried him out to my vessel, where, as I have already said, he was rescued and brought aboard. Conscious that he could not live, and grateful to me for aiding him, he told me the story of the treasure, and gave me explicit directions how to reach the small, uninhabited island where it lies buried in the sands of the shore: Re died chuckling to think he had outwitted Pas qual Martinez." "Well?" said Will, who was listening eagerly to the cap tain's story. "But Captain Martinez was not so easily outgeneralled as might be supposed. Next morning I sent the Spaniard's body ashore with the report to the proper town official that the man had been rescued in a w01mded condition the night before, and had died aboard my schooner oofore morning. This information reached Pasqual Martinez's ears, and he hastened to pay me a visit. Re wished to learn all the particulars of the man's death, and I told him as much as I thought proper. He was not satisfied. Men of his cali ber are always suspicious. He interviewed some of my "Who was that mll.n ?" asked Will, curiously. "Pasqual Martinez, an officer in the Spanish army. is now commandante of this fortress." "The secret you speak of must be an important one." "It is the key to a fabulous fortune." "A fabulous fortune!" cried Will. He crew and learned that I was with the sailor for a long time before he died. This led him to suspect the truth. On the following day I received an invitation from him to ner at a noted restaur ant, and, foolishly, accepted. He drugged me, then called a carriage and had me conveyed "Yes. A fortune so great that its possessor might well to a building on the outskirts of Matanzas. When I re-be considered a multi-millionaire." gained my consciousness I found myself a prisoner. Pas "Good gracious Is it all money?" "No; though there are probably several million in coined gold and silver, chiefly the latter. The most important part consists of priceless gems, whose value is beyond ordinary calculation." "And you know where this treasure is to be fo:und ?" qual then presented himself before me in his true char acter. He demanded I should tell him the sailor's secret. I denied all knowledge of the treasure, but he would not believe me. He threatened to keep me a prisoner until I confessed. I believed such a threat to be beyond his power to make good, and laughed at his wol'.ds, telling him that

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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. unless I was immediately set free I would, at the earliest opportunity, make it hot for him through the American consulate." "And what was the result?" asked Will, breathlessly. "You see the result-I am here. By some means he secured my transportation to this prison, the commandante of which was a friend of his. Five years later he became commandante of this fortress himself, and since that time he visits me regularly once a month, with his mouth full of promises he does not mean to kee p, in the ever vain attempt to learn the secret he is sme I possess." "But unless you can get free the secret is valueless to you," said Will. "Why did you not make a bargain with him for a divison of the treasure?" "Because he demands to know all before he will open my dungeon door But once that knowledge is in his pos session do you think he would keep his word? Not at all. Though I believe there is more treasure on that island than he could ever spend, were he to.live to reach a hun dred, still the scoundrel hungers for every penny of it, and would divide with no man. I would be left to die and rot here, while he enjoyed all the fruits of the sailor's secret. I am no fool. I can read Pasqual Martinez like a book. He is a treachero11s rascal, without one redeeming quality. I may stay here during the few remaining years of my life, but at least he shall not have the satisfaction of learning where that treasure lies That ended the conversation that night, the stones were returned to their places and the two prisoners lay down to rest. It was a long time, however, before Will got to sleep. The excitement of meeting with, and talking to, a fellow creature, especiilly one of his own countrymen, after two years or more of solitary confinement, kept his nerves for a long time on the tingle. Then the strange 1>tory of the wonderful treasure, the secret of which had cost one man hi s liie and another an imprisonment of over ten years, worked upon his imagina tion, and kept him guessing as to its real value and the spot where it lay concealed from human eyes. When at la t he did fall asleep he had grotesque dreams about the treasure, with all of which he himself was identi fied, together with a dark, wicked looking man whom he seemed instinctively to recognize as Pasqual Martinez And it was from one of these grewsome phantasies that he awoke to find the jailer at the door with his morning supply of bread and water, and a piece of meat, for it was a great Church feast-day. CHAPTER IX. TIIE DEAD SPANTSH SAILOR'S SECRET Every day thenceforward Will Newton and Captain Phineas Dodge conversed through the hole in the wall which separated their dungeons. Kor were their hands idle, for they worked steadily to enlarge the opening by removing stones enough to cnnl;k the boy to crawl through into the adjoining cell. It took of two weeks. to accomplish this Lf Phineas Dodge explained to Will that his idea of pene trating the wall was for the purpose of ascertaining H he could reach the corridor through what he believed Lo be an empty cell. Had his plan been successful, he thought he might pcs sib ly be able to make his ;vay by night out of the dungeons to a window through which he might crawl and thus per haps escape from the fortress altogether to an American or English vessel in the harbor, where he could claim pro tection. Every day now, between the visits of the jailer, Will spent in the society of the white haired and white-bearded old sea captain. Their companionship proved a great con solatio n and pleasure to each It wasn't long before Phineas Dodge confided th!! secret of the buried to his young friend "I am satisfied it will never do me any good," he said, with a weary sigh "1\Iy days are numbered. I shall die here, and my body will probably be tossed to the fishes by the enraged and disappointed Martinez. It is different with you. You are young. Some day the insurgents will mw power the Spaniards and take posscssi
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A YOUNG MONTE CRIS'I 0. west coast of Hayti, erected fortifications and it their headquarters. One of their greatest commanders was a man named Morgan, and he made things mighty warm for the Spanish trade and Spanish seacoast towns, even extending his lawless opera.tions to the ships and settle men ts of other nations-in other words he was a pirate pure and simple, like Blackbeard, Captain Kidd, and others of their clruis. The treasure-ships or galleons then sailed only in fleets, well guarded by men-of-war; but the buccaneers hung around them like wolves, and pounced upon any that straggled or were driven off their course. In this way the rascals amassed untold wealth in gold and Silver money, bars of precious meta.I, and jewels and church ornaments of great value." "What did they do with it all?" asked Will. "They spent a good deal of it one way or another in riotous living, gambling and such like, but the greater part they buried in. different places among the islands." "And was it ever recovered?" "Much of it was, doubtless; but Morgan's storage trove never came to light, and it is with that the Spanish sailor's secret i s connected." "Is it possible !" exclaimed Will, opening his eyes very wide indeed. "He assured me that he had seen this treasure trove with his own eyes, and that the accumulation of gold, silver and gems which he actually handled fairly dazzled him. But even that vast store did not represent all of the wealth that lay within reach. He said that within a short dis tance of Morgan's cache lay the buried hulks, almost side by side, of three Spanish galleons that must have gone ashore on the island during a storm The upper works of one of these still showed above the sand, but the others were completely buried, and it was only by mere accident that he discovered their existence." "Do you mean to say that Morgan's treasure trove and those three wrecked galleons have lain for a matter of two hundred years without a human being other than this Span ish sailor becoming aware of the fact?" cried Will, in amazement. "That's what I mean to say, if there is really any truth in the man's story, and his earnest disclosure at the point of death, coupled with the extraordinary efform made by Pasqual Martinez to wrest the secret from me, assures me that there is. I am fully satisfied in my own mind that that vast treasure lies exactly where it was placed by Mor gan's men; and I do not doubt but th;t the buried galleons are there, too." "And where is this remarkable island?" asked the boy. "It must be uninhabited and probably out of the track of most vessels." "It is a small island due east of Turk I sland, which is on the extreme end of the Bahama group. It's exact dis tance from Turk Island is between ten and twelve miles, and according to the Spanish sailor's reckoning its latitude is about 21 deg. 35 min. N., and longitude 70 deg. 19 min. W. Make a mental note of that fact, my lad; It is a long, low, sandy key, and but for a fringe of banana trees, which seem to rise right out of the sea, might easily be passed unnoticed at a short distance away." "On what part of it is the treasure hidden?" "I have said there is a fringe of banana trees on this key. They run from near the western edge to the center, where they end in a little grove of planta.in trees, noticeable for their thickness and age. In the center of this grove is a depression in the soil. Here, underneath a thin layer of sand, cast over it by the Spanish sailor, is the entrance to an underground cave excavated, fenced in and roofed over by the buccaneers to receive their ill-gotten booty. Fif teen paces away on the beach lies the wreck of one of the galleons, almost, but not quite, covered with sand." "It seems a simple enough matter to find both the island and the treasure if it really is there," replied Will. "In fact, the whole matter seems so simple as to cause one to wonder how such a treasure trove could remain there for s o maI).y years undi scovered." "Perhaps the very simplicity of the thing has been the real cause why it never came to light. You must bear in mind one thing, s uch an island would be but rarely visited, for there is nothing there to attract one ashore. There are hundreds of such keys scattered about among the greater islands of the Caribbean. The only reason they are ever visited is for the salt which accumulates on their shores. The sailor told me that there is little if any salt on this particular key." "How did this Spanish sailor come to find out that Mor gan's treasure was hidden on this key?" "By me.te accident. He was one of the crew aboard a small schooner which sailed from San Juan, Porto Rico, to the Caicos Islands, a group east of 'Turk Island. The schooner went ashore on this key in a storm and every soul but the Spaniard was lost. He was three weeks there before was fortunate enough to be taken off by a native craft of turtle catchers. During that time he subsisted on bananas and the rain water he found in a kind of basin hollowed out of a rock in the plantain grove. He slept in the grove and one day he noticed an iron ring sticking up through the sand He grasped it and found that it resisted his strength, and his curiosity induced him to scrape away the thin layer of to see what it was attached to. He found that it was imbedded in what appeared to be a small hatch cover. He continued to scrape away the sand till he had exposed the whole of the hatch cover. Then using all of his strength he lifted it up, disclosing a hole, with a short ship's ]adder leading down to some under ground place. Naturally, he went down to see what was below, and he found himself in the midst of an untold collection of wealth s uch as only could have been brought together by a gang of pirates." "How could he know that it had hidden away there by Morgan, who has been dead these two hundred years?" asked Will. "By a ship's log book, written in Spanish, which he found there, and which contained a rough record of the

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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO contents of the cache signed by Morgan himself, and coun ter s ign e d by one of his officers This list showed that there was a tremendous treasur e there." "And what about the strande d Spanish galleons? Did he al s o find a way to inve s tigate the contents of their hold s ?" asked Will, in astonishment. "He reached the cabin of the ope not wholly buried and found the ship s Look which told the story of how the three had gone ashore in a storm, and how the survivors were perishing of starvation on the key. The book stated that each of the vessels carried many valuable silver bars while the flagship had on board, in addition to her share of ingots, a treasure-chest containing many golden moi dores. The galleons were bound from Panama to Cadiz, Spain, in convoy, but had evidently been separated from the !llain fleet by the storm, whic h wrecked them." "My gracious I" exclaimed Wjll. "This sounds like the wildest kind of pipe-dream. If there is truth in that Spanish s ailor's story there must be a regular Monte ,Cristo treasure on that little key." "Every dollar of that, and more," replied.Captai n D odge, nodding his white head as if perfectly assured of the fact. "Millions I My goodness That's an awful lot of money." At that interesti1:1-g moment from far above their heads came the thunderous reverberation of a heavy gun It was followed by a second, and then a third report The very rocks seemed to shake under the discharges. "What can that be?" asked Will "It's the first time I've never heard shooting from the ramparts o f this fo r tress." "It is impossible for me to say," replied Phineas D odge, shaking his head. The two prisoners did not know that war had been declared between the United States and Spain six weeks previous They did not know that this wa:s the night of the mo mentous June 3, 1898, which marked one of the most dar ing and sensational achievements of the war, the attempt of Na val' Constructor Hobson to close the mouth of Santi ago harbor, under the frowning guns of Morro Castle, in which they were confined, the water battery below and the fortress of Santa Catalina on Canones Point opposite, so that the Spanish fleet, which had taken shelter in the inner harbor, could not get out. They did not know anything about what had ta.ken p lace in the outside world since Will Newton was sent into thooo dungeons, and they listened wonderingly to the firing, which kept up for some time . If they had known, how different would have been their feelings! CHAPTER X. A BREAK FOR FREEDOM The attempt made by Na val Constructor Hobson that night, or rather early morning, to effectually obstr uct the narrow entrance to Santiago harbor was not wholly suc cessful, but that fact does not d e tra c t from the glory of the eight men who went to almost certain death. They were captured and taken aboard the cruiser Reina Mercede s and from there were confined in the upper cells of Morro Cas tle, and later in the city of Santiago. No Ji int of this gallant deed on the part of their coun tryman, or that war was actual l y in progress between the two countrieR, reached tne ears of Will Newton and Cap tain Phinea Dodge. Later on they heard more heavy cannonading at times, but its import was like Greek to them. The captain did question the jai l er abou t the matt er, but he was unusually s u r l y and made no answer to the questions. Exactly one month from the morning when W ill Ieame(l the secret of the treasure hidden on the sandy key, the Spani sl1 Admiral Cervera's fleet of fine, swift cruisers were entirely destroyed by the American blockading squadron while attempting to leave the harbor of Santiago. That night, after the jailer had made his customary round, Will crawled through the hole in the wall into Cap tain Dodge's cell, with the lighted candle stuck into a fLssure of the rocky rear wa.11 of the dungeon, the two re sumed a conversation broken off an hour previous The captain was in an unusually frame of mind for him A singular dream he had had the previous night im pressed him deeply, and he could not get the idea out of his mind that he was going to die shortly. "Dreams don't amount to anything," said Will, strivi n g to brighten up the old man's spirits. "My l ad, I've lived longer than you, and I believe dif ferently," replied Phineas Dodge, in a solemn tone "Com ing events often cast their shadows before, and the litera ture o f the world is full of instances where dreams have foreshadowed what has afterwards come to pass." "You don't feel as if you were going to be ill, do you?" asked Will, anxio usly "No;# isn't that," replied the old captain, mournfully. "I am oppressed by a presentiment of coming danger." "Coming danger!" cried the boy. "You don't imagine the roof of this dungeon will fall in and crush you?" The captain shook his head. "The 'ianger is coming from another source." "What other source can it come from? You have beel\ here ten years and a half and in all that time nothing ha .. happened. Nothing ever does seem to happen down in this gloomy vault." "Something is going to happen now I am afraid. Tht: peril that seems to hedge me about is coming from Pasqual Martinez." "What makes you thill'k so?" "My dream indicated it." "If he intended to work you a.n injury why shou l d he have waited so many years? He dare not kill you, for his on l y c h ance to learn the Spanish sai l or's secret is in

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18 A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. preserving your life. With your death the chance is lost to him forever "That is quite true, my lad; but nevertheless he is contemplating some new move to bring me to terms, and that move, whatever it is, will settle me for good." "I should hate to have anything happen to you, Captain D odge," said Will, earnestly "I have been an entirely new boy since we came together. I have ceased to brood over my confulement, and for first time in many weary months have been buoyed up with a hope of ultimate freedom. I really don't know what I should do if you were removed from here and I did not see you any more. I b e lieve I'd feel l ike throwing up my hands." Y o u m u st not think of doing anything l ike that, my d ea r lad. You have youth and life; and while life lasts t h e r e i s hope. I am sure it is only a question of time when you w ill b e r e l eased. Keep up your courage Do not l et it be said that an American boy cannot sustain himself unde r the heaviest of trials And remember your reward will come when you are out of this dungeon You possess a golden secret a secret that will place you beyond the d r eams of avarice." W ill was about to rep l y to this comforting speech when s u dden ly, without the s l ightest warning, a key was softly turned in the lock of the iron door, it swung open on its hi nges, and a swarthy Spaniard in undress uniform, whose evil soul was mirrored in his eyes, stepped qui.etly into the c e ll. His a l ert eye took in the presence of Will Newton, and utter in g a furio u s oath he advanced toward the t,wo pri& one r s P asqual Martinez!" gasped Phineas Dodge, starting to hi s feet, an example immediately followed by Will. "What does this mean?" demanded the Spaniard, in excell ent :English. "How came you here, boy?" He swung a l oft the lantern J;ie carried in his hand and gazed a r o un d the cell. His eyes l ighted on the hol e in the dividing wall. "Car ambal I see!" he cried, furiously "You have been a t work, eh? And I did not suspect such a contin gency I w ill fix you both, never fear. There is a hole below where you shall go and rot !"'he cried to Will. "In one week you shall be dead, do you understand me? .And your b o nes will lie there as long as this rock exists The te r rible threat came hissing from the villain's lips, and the prisoners instinctively felt that he meant every word he had spoken. "My heaven cried Phineas Dodge, in a tone of hor ror, "you would not treat this boy so cruelly A smile of :infernal malice curled the Spaniard's lips "You think I w ill not, eh? You d o not know me, senor captain. The n l ike a. fl.ash an idea seemed to str ike him and a c r afty gr i n spread over his evil features. "Perhaps you would like to save this boy? Am I right?" "I would save him at the cost of my life I replied the captain, nobly "Ah! Say i)'OU so!" purred the scoundrel "Your life is no value to me. You are nearly dead as it is. But I will make a bargain with you. A bargain-do you understand? He shall have his life, yes, his freedom also, if you will tell me the secret I have longed for years to possess "I agree," replied Phineas Dodge "But I must have some proof that you will keep your word." "What proof do you require?" answered the Spaniard, eagerly "There must be an American vessel in the harbor. Send him aboard of her, and when a notefrom him tells me that he is in safety I will tell you all you want to know, and then you may do with me as you please.'' "I agree," replied the wily Spaniard. He knew his prisoners had no knowledge of the state of ll.ffairs in and around Santiago. How could they guess that the city was in a state of si.ege? That an American army hedged the city in by land, while a big American fleet was lying off and on outside the ootrance to the harbor? That there was no American vessel in the harbor aboard of which he could deliver Will The crafty Spaniard was willing to promise anything that would achieve his ends, but his mind was full of trea{!h ery toward his victims. "You swear by your Vi'rgin that you will deal fairly by us both, do you?" s:Dd the captain. "Yes, yes. The boy's life for your secret It is agreed, then?" There was a shifty gleam in the Spaniard's eye that Will a.id not like. Then his gaze shifted to the open door behind the officer, with the key in the lock, and his heart gave a great bound. Satisfied that the rascal could not be trusted, he deter mined to malce a desperate attempt to escape from tlie cell. Whether the Spaniard read his purpose in his face, or was prepared for every contingency, it is hard to say but the moment he made his break forward, the officer's hand was on his revolver. In an :instant he had drawn it and pointed it at the flee ing boy. Phineas Dodge saw Will's danger and springing forward seized the Spaniard's arm, thus deranging his aim. The bullet went wild and the rascal endeavored to reach the door and cut Will off. This purpose was defeated by the captain, who clung to Martinez with all his strength. Turning around, the maddened Spaniard discharged his revolver into the captain's breast just as Will banged the door to and turned the key in the lock. Captain Dodge released bis grasp on the officer, clapped his hand over his heart and dropped dead to the floor. Of this unhappy fact Will was ignorant. His purpose was to sneak out of the fortress if he could, reach the American consulate, and have the captain rescued

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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. from the dungeo n, while he trusted that he himself would be safe under the folds of the American flag. With this iae.a in view he passed to an upper corridor, which was deserted, and thence to a second, which brought him to the ground floor of the fortress. He heard many voices in a room through which he had meant to pass, and he knew he could not escape if he wel).t on. There was a narrow corridor, however, which led to one of the gun embrasures He took this as his only chance, and two minutes later was leaking out through the opening upan the rocks below and the darkness which covered the sea beyond. CHAPTER XI. FREE ONCE MORE. Out at sea. he could see the li ghts of the blockading fleet, but he hadn't the least idea to what kind of craft they belonged. The fl.ashing of the sea rchlights over the water rather astonished him. On accOlmt of his lon g can.finement in the dungoon below he could make out objects around him in the darkness much more readily than he otherwise would have been abl e to do. He cauld see the rocks underneath the frowning em brasure, and down those rocks or over them he judged he would have to go in arder to get away from the fortress. "It's a tough proposition," he muttered "but not so tough as the fate in store for me if I am caught trying to make my escape. Pasqual Martinez won't do a thing to me after what I've done to-night if he should get hi s clutches on me. The most desperate chance i s better than meeting him again." Having made up his mind what he had to do, he low ered himself out of the embrasure on to the rocks, and with the utmost caution commenced to pick hi s way over them, hugging the wall of the Castle as closely as he could. His course, however, gradually l e d him downward toward the sea. "I can't understand the meaning of those li ghts out yon der," he mused, as he paused to rest for a few moments. "The searchlights seem to indicate that those are war ves sels. I wonder if they're patrolling the coast? The Ouban insurrection must be still on. I'm afraid I shall be rec1tptured unless I'm fortunate enaugh to run against a party of the in surgents." Slawly and laboriou s l y Will made his way down the rock s in a diagonal direction to the beach, and in the course of an hour from the time of l eaving Morro Castle he reached the water's edge. He then trudged rapidly along the shore, for he was extremely anxious to get as far away from the Castle as he could before the sun should overtake him. He didn't cover lllallY miles before the daylight c3Jlle on all at once with tropical suddenness He dived into the rank vegetation that fringed the sho,re, but before he had gone a hundred yards he was held up b y a Cuban picket, who addressed him in Spanis h. Although the man was armed with a Mauser rifle, there was little af the regulation soldier about him, and the boy instant l y s urmi sed that he must be one of the insurgent s He answered the hail in English, which the CubaJ1 seemed to und erstand, and he was told to advance. As soon as he was sure the fellow belonged to the in s ur gent army, Will explained that h e had just escaped from Morro Castle, and asked to be taken before an officer. His wish was complied with. The officer could converse in English, and after the boy had told his story, which was received with some surprise and sympathy, Will in turn was enlightened as to the pres ent state of affairs. When Will l earned that war was actually on Spain and the United States he was astonished beyond measure, and naturally asked many questions which the officer obligingly answered a s well as he could. After Will had been treated to "some breakfast he was taken before General Garcia, who was in command of the Cuban army in the vicinity of Santiago. He went over his s tor y again, and dwelt largely on the peril which hung over Captain Dodge, of whose death he was ignorant. The Cuban commander decided to send the boy under escort to the h eadquarters of the American General, Shaf ter, and he was accordingly conducte d thither. Here for the third time he rehearsed the misfortunes he had undergone since he was spirited away from home, nearly two years and a half before. Will had now recovered track of time, and when he was told that this day was July 4, 1898, he knew exactly how much time had slipped out of his young life, and that he was nearly eighteen years of ago. Genera l Shafter sympath ized with him in the trials he had passed through, and with respect to his anxiety for the fate of Captain Dodge he assured the lad that the Spaniards would soon be compelled to s urrender Santiago:, and then the rescue of his friend would be certain, if he was not in the meantime made away with. Will asked and was accorded permission to remain with the army until that happy event came to pass. A truce was agreed on between the belligerents on July 8th, and was extended to the 10th, during which the Span is h General, Toral, offered to e11acuate Santiago if per mitted to d epart unmolested with all his troops. General Shafter replied that the United States would ac cept no terms but unconditional surren der. The attack on the city was resumed at s ix o'clock, July 11th, the fleet throwing shells into the town. On the 12ih, General Miles arrived and took command the American army, and on the following day another truce was esta blished. The Spanish General surrendered his troops on the 14th, and on the 17th at noon the American flag was raised over the house of the civil government.

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20 A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. Will accompanied the detachment which took possession of Morro Castle, and the rst thing he did was to have the underground dungeons searched. To his intense disappointment there was no trace to be found of Captain Dodge, and Will never a clew as to what had become of him. He also failed to locate Pasqual Martinez aniong the prisoners. As a matter of fact, though he did not know it, the Span iard had taken refuge in the house of a friend, and after the Americans occupied the city he appeared abroad iu disguise, and, for reasons of his own, to keep track of the lad's movements. Will wa:s very -anxious to return a.t once to the United States to see his mother, and he was also intensely de sirous of visiting the small key to the east of Turk Island, which was supposed to contain the fabulous treasure accumulated by the notorious pirate Morgan, as well as the buried wrecks of the old. Spanish galleons, with their al leged cargo of silver bars, and a treasure-chest filled with Portuguese gold coin. "If I return to my home now it will probably be yea.rs before I'll be able to look up that Now that I'm almost on the spot, probably within 500 miles of the island, I'd like to investigate the Spanish sailor's yarn, which seems to me to be extremely improbable. If there's no treas ure there I'd like to know it, so as to dismiss the matter from my mind, otherwise I'll make myself more or l_ess miserable thinking about it, and fearing that it may at 'any moment be cliscover1:1d in the same accidental manner that the dead sailor claimed to have found it." But Will didn't have a dollar t6 invest in an enterprise of this kind, nor did he possess the nautical experience necessary to guide even a small sailing boat to lat. 21 deg .. 35 min. N., and long. 70 deg. 19 min. W. With the dead Spanish sailor's experience in his mind, not to speak of what had happened to Phineas Dodge, he did not dare to take any stranger into his confidence. He must investigate that treasure alone or not at all. Then if he really did find it the further problem would present itself-how could he remove it from the key with out any one's knowledge? While Will was cudgeling his brains to arrive at some solution of the difficulty an opportunity presented itself by which he could work his passage to Key West, and thus get home He decided to accept the chance, and next day he sailed out of the harbor of Santiago on a schooner flying the American flag, the vessel takii:J.g the windward passage be tween Cuba and Hayti. CHAPTER XII. WRECKED ON '.rHE SANDY KEY. I teen, was with him, and she was nearly as good a sailor as the old man. There was a mate named J a.nsen, and three seamen besides Will Newton and a colored cook. It was a gusty afternoon when the schooner left Santiago and night overtook them while they were still in the wind ward passage. Will had shipped as an ordinary seaman, and very ordi nary at that, therefore the wages he was to get didn't cut any figure to speak of. He was not expected to take a trick at the wheel, but Zaidee, who had taken a great fancy to the good-looking boy, her father to allow Will to stand at the wheel under her supervision, and she showed him more points about steering in thirty minutes than he would otherwise have learned in a month. After he got so he could hold the schooner up to her course all by himself in the stiff wind then blowing, she continued her instructions in general seamanship, so that by the time Will was relieved by one of the regular seamen he knew considerable about handling a fore-and-aft craft like the Effie Dean. Soon after dark it came on to blow and by nine o'clock there was a heavy sea running and the schooner was close-reefed with her nose pointed as close to the wind as she could go. At four in the morning she was off Cape Maysi trying to round the point in the teeth of a terrific gale, which kept all hands alive to the emergency. By daylight the gale was at its height and the schooner was being blown far out of her course toward the northea.st. The seas were running mountain high and two men at the wheel had all they could do to keep her from broaching to and foundering. To make matters worse, Captain Cobb was caught by an inrush of water, flung against the bulwarks and narrowly escaped going overboard. As it was, one of his legs was twisted so bad that he couldn't stand on it, and he received other injuries that put him out of business. A short time aftenvarc1 another wave came aboard and carried the mate and one of the sailors overboard to their doom. Then Zaidce showed the stuff she was made of by taking chaJ:ge of the vessel. Will ha.d to go to the wheel to relieve one of the sailors, who was tl1oroughly exhausteo, and he decided, from the looks of things, that the jig would soon be up, and that they would all be food for fishes in a few hours unless the storm moderated. The name of the schooner was the Effie Dean, of about 800 tons buTilen, and the skipper's name was Obediah Cobb. By nine o'clock the schooner was well to the north of Tor tugas Island and drifting under bare poles to the eastward. rrons of water came over her stern and sides, carrying away a port'ion of her bulwarks, and she shipped big seas forward every time she rolled to the wi.qdward. Zaidee herself let the other seamen off for a spell of rest, while she and Will clung to the wheel His daughter, Zaidee Cobb, a pretty miss of nea rly

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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. 11 The climax of their misfortune came an hour later when one of the water barrels on deck broke away from its fasten ings, and and catching in its path the two sailors who were coming aft to resume duty at the wheel, bowled them over like a couple of nine-pins, and staving in a portion of the lee bulwark bounded over into the sea. The wave which followed close upon the heels of the cask carried the dead seamen with it, leaving only the girl, Will, the cook and the injured skipper on the storm tossed Effie Dean. t<' As though gatisfied with the damage it had wrought, the gale now began to sensibly diminish, and by noon Zaidee expressed some hope of saving the schooner. It was still blowing quite hard when night CaIDe on once more. "Where do you suppose we are now?" asked Will, who was eating a piece of hardtack and drinking a cup of coffee the cook had managed to make with some difficulty. "I think we're somewhere in the neighborhood of Turk Island," Zaidee answered. That name had a magical sound for Will, since the treas ure key was only about a dozen miles east of it. The wind continued to drop steadily, and the sky to clear, much to the relief of Zaidee and her green assistants No doubt they would have come out all right had the sea been clear all around them, or had it been daylight. As it happened, however, two hours later the schooner slid upon a sandy shoal and fetched up all standing. She did not appear to have suffered any material injury, but for all that she was ashore on what seemed to be a small island, and there she was likely to stick indefinitely unless something out of the usual happened to cause her to slide back into the sea again. "I'm afraid we're in a bad fix now," remarked Will to the girl. "I suppose it's my fault, as I was at the wheel; but I couldn't see anything ahead from here In fact, I don't see anything now, and we seem to be fast ashore." "I'm not blaming you, Will," replied Zaidee. "We seem to have run on one of those small keys so numerous in these se;is. It may be a mere sand bank almost on a level with the water. I can't make out much of anything myself We are in no immediate da nger of our lives, as the sea is grow ing calmer every hour. Whether the schooner can be got off into deep water once more will depend on circumstances. Nothing can he done until morning, so as we're all pretty well exhausted by our late ha.rd work we had better turn in without delay." Will didn't need a second invitation, for he was thor oughly fagged out. As for Zeb, the colored cook, he curled himself up on the floor of'the galley and was asleep in no time. Zaidee went into the cabin and explained the situation to her helpless father. "I don't see that anything can be done in the dark to help us out of this trouble, father," she said. "We seem to be fast on a saildy bottom, the schooner is not straining her'self at all, for wind and sea are subsiding, and if we went on at low tide we may perhaps fl.oat off by. daylight." Captain Cobb agreed that nothing could be done for the present, and so Zaidee retired to her stateroom for much needed rest. Morning broke in all the glory of a cloudless sky and a comparatively calin sea, but the sun was up many hours before there was any sign of life aboard the stranded schooner. Zeb was the first to awake, and he started the galley fire right away, and began to prepare breakfast. Half an hour later Will came from his bunk in the fore castle, which was only a stuffy little hole in the eyes of the schooner, and the first thing he did was to look over the vessel's side to see where they were. The bow of the Effie Dean had plowed its way into a kind of sandy inlet of a long, low island, while about twothirds of the vessel seemed to be afloat. The island rose toward its center in a kind of gentle ele vation, the top of which was crownd with a grove of tropi cal trees, and thence eastward ran a fringe of a different variety of trees in a wide semi circle, following the con formation of the ridge. The bulk of the island appeared to be formed of white sand, which glimmered in the morning sunshine. As Will looked upon this tropical scene the description of the treasure key, as he had heard it from the lips of old Captain Phineas Dodge, recurred to him with startling vividness. "Can it be possible that this is the island where Morgan's treasure is hidden in the center of yonder grove, and where the \ three stranded galleons lie buried in the sands of the shore?" he asked himself, excitedly. "Last night when I asked Zaidee where she thought we were she said somewhere in the vicinity of Turk Island. A little while we ran ashore here The treasure key is only about a dozen miles to the east of Turk Island, and I know we were drift ing in that direction at the time. I'm going ashore to see if I can find any sign of that wreck: which the Spanish sailor said was partially exposed. If I fail to find any trace of it I'll believe that the Spaniard told Captain Dodge a ghost story." Just then Zeb stuck his head out of the galley. "Does yer want a cup of coffee, boss?" he asked the ooy. "I don't mind," replied Will, suddenly becoming con-scious of the fact that he was very hungry indeed. "Yo' kin eat yer breakfas' now if yer wants ter," replied Zeb. "I'se got sum fried bacon an' taters dat'll melt in yo' mout'." Before he had finished speaking Will was making tracks for the galley door, and the way he disposed of the supply of eatables that the cook placed before him was a caution, while the darkey watched him with a broad grin of satis faction. "Goily : Yo' eat"like yo' was empty from yo' head to yo' heels," he said.

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22 A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. "Do you wonder, Zeb, when none of us have had anything right through to the old galleon's hold where the solid into speak of for nearly forty-eight hours?" got of virgin silver were stored, waiting for him to bring "Dat's right; boss. I jess cleaned up twice as much as them to light for future circulation in the busy marts of dat myself. I did 'spect at one time date I nebber would er the world. had enough." "How am I ever going to make my way into the inter" Say, Zeb," said Will, after finishing his second cup of ior of that wreck?" mused Will, thinking of the tons of coffee, "can you tell me what kind of trees those are on this sand which covered her. "The Spaniard seems to have got island?" as far as her cabin at any rate and he had only his hands "I 'spect dat I kin. Jess wait till I took a look at dem." to work with. Surely with the help of a good shovel, and They walked to the schooner's side, and Will pointed out the assistance of Zaidee Cobb, who I think I can trus t with the grove which rose from the center of the ridge. this secret, together with a lift from Zeb, I ought to be able "Dem trees am plantains, boss, and dose others, dat to do someth ing. Still there is no hurry. I must first in string away to de end ob de island am de banana tree. Ef vestigate the pirate treasure trove. That ought to be the yo' climb dem yo' oughter get some ripe fruit 'bout dis more valuable of the two, and the easiest to be got at." time." So Will entered the grove of plantain trees and made his So the grove was composed of plantains, and the fringe way to the center of it. of banana trees. ltere he found the hollow s tone the Spanish sailor had That coincided exactly with the Spanish sailor's story. referred to, and it was full of rain water. "I'm going ashore to take a look around," said Will, with The open space in the heart of the plantain was a tinge of excitement in his voice. "You can tell Miss almost circular in form, and not over three yards in diZa.idee when she comes out of the cabin." ameter . "All right, boss," replied Zeb, returning to the galley. Eager to learn whether this part of the Spaniard's story Will sprang from the schooner's deck to the shore and was true or not, Will began to toss aside the sand, using his started at once for the grove. hands as a scoop. "Fifteen paces from the grove along the beach is where He began in the very middle of the space, and he had I should see the remains of the lost galleon," s aid Will to not proceeded far before he struck something hard, and himself as he hurried toward the center of the island. cleating away the sand saw that it was the iron ring that But when he drew nea r the grove, the s andy shore as far was imbedded in the hatch cover. as he could see was .as smooth and unbroken as a billiard "That settles it," almost shouted the lad, in a paroxyism table. of delight "The treasure is here all right. The Spaniard "There's no sign of a wreck on this side of the island at any rate. Now to try the other side of the grove." He mounted the ridge close to the plantain trees, which grew close together in a thick bunch. From this point he had a clear view of a section of the shore on the northern side of the island, with the boundless, sparkling sea beyond His heart gave a great jump, for about a dozen yards away there rose a few feet out of the sand the rude outlines of an old fashioned vessel's high poop. He ran down and laid his hands upon the wMther-'Scarred wood. "By gracious!" he exclaimed. "I do believe thi s is the treasure-ship referred to by the Spanish sailor. If one thipg is true, then all may be true. Morgan's long-for gotten treasure may really be hidden under that grove of plantain s If it really is there, and it's value is anything lik e that mentioned by the dead Spaniard, I'll be the rich est boy in the world." CHAPTER XIII. did see it with his own eyes as he claimed, and the trea sure now is mine--all mine." There was only a thin layer of sand on the hatch cover, and in half an hour Will had removed it all so that the hatch could be lifted. The cover was pretty heavy, but the young American was strong in spite of his two years and a half confinement in Morro Castle, and with the incentive of wealth before him he _soon had it lying bottom upward on the s and close by. A dark hole lay below with a ship's forecastle ladder pointing the way to the depths. Will lost not a moment in descending, and found himself at the entrance to an under gro und cave of some kind. Naturally it was pitch dark and until the lad 's eyes got accustomed to the gloom he couldn't make out a single object. "I wish I had brought a lantern," he said to himself. "It would be very conven ient at this moment." By degrees the darkness grew less opaque and he ad vanced . He stumbled and fell over a small iron-bound chest on top of which lay a book. THE PIRATE TREASURE TROVE. This was evidently Morgan's log-book which the Spanish The very idea of possessing an enormous amount of sai lor hac1 looked over and found the memorandum of the wealth was naturally an attractive one to the boy st uff stored in the cave. It his nerve s quivering with excitement. I Will knew that it was written in Spanish, and that he He looked down at the sand a s if he hungered to see could not read a line, so he lost no time with it.

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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. 23 Groping around the cave he came upon a great stock of bars of metal, which he guessed must be silver ingots, all arranged in piles from the floor up as high as he was able to reach. Near them was another chest, a good sized one, that wouldn't budge an inch when Will tried to move it. "I wonder if that's full of money ?l' thought the boy, catching his breath. There was still a third chest further on and another big stack of metal bars near it. "My gracious! If I can only get this stuff safely away from this island I'll be a l ucky boy. But I never could do that alone I must take Z aidee into my confidence I am sure she is to trusted She's the finest girl I ever met. The and only practical plan a t present will be to get the lighter and more valuable stu:fi on board the schoon er -such as the gold money which I believe is in one o r two of those chests, and the gems, which are probably all in one chest. '11he silver bars can remain until I have r eal ized enough cash to charter a vessel especially to car r y t hem off. I'll return to the schooner now anc1 have a talk with Zaidee. I'll bet she'll have better ideas on this subject than I have. Her father won't need to go to sea any more t o make a living after this. I coul d hand him over enou gh wealth to make him rich and never miss it. So Will went back to the schooner and found Zaidee in the cabin, eating her breakfast, with her father propped u p in his bunk nearby drinking a cup of coffee and munching some ship's biscuit. "How do you feel this morning, Captain Cobb?" asked Will, with a cheerful smile. "So, so, my lad,'' replied the skipper, "and thankful that I'm in the land of the living We all hacl a narrow shave in that gale--one of the worst I've ever seen-and it's a wonder, under the circumstances, that the schooner and the four of us survived, when we think that poor Jansen, and three seamen went to their death in the midst of it." "Zaidee saved the vessel, sir," said Will, with a glance of admiration at the lithe form of the brave young girl, who had stepped into the breach under such trying cir cumstances "Yes, I guess she did," replied the skipper, with a fond look at his daughter "What other girl of her years could have done what she did? Not one. Zaidee is almost as good a sailor as I am, and she's got nerve in an emergency." "That's what she has,'' replied Will. "Oh, come now, Will, do you want to spoil me with com pliments?" Zaidee asked, laughing merrily. For ten minutes they had quite a lively interchange of words, and then Zaidee and Will went on deck. he looked over the stern for the second time that morn ing to see if there was any greater depth of water than be fore, but was rather disappointed to find that there was not. "I'm afraid we're not going to have an easy time getting off this bank,'' she said "We'll have to lighten the vessel forward and put some extra weigh t aft. "I think I can furn i sh the extra weig ht/' s aid Will sparring for an opening "Furnish the extra weight," she exclaimed, lo o king at him in a puzz l ed way. "What d o you mean, Will ? "Look here, Z aidee, I've got a grea t secret to t ell y ou," he began. "A secret Oh, do t e ll me I f there's anythihg I like to hear it's a secret ; "This secre t is somet h ing away out of the u s u a l thi n g." "So much the bette r. It' ll be all the m o re i n te r esting,'' she cried, eager l y "You've got to promise me t h a t you won't tell a soul no t even your father, if I tell you. It's a ver y i mportan t matter with me, and I am going to trust you absolute l y." "It must be awfu ll y im p or t ant,'' she said, notici n g the earnest way he spoke. "You sha ll j udge of that when you know all It's a kind of secret that a person ha.tes to confi d e w ith a second party, but I've got to ten somebody under the circum stances, and as I like you and feel tha t you won' t go back on me, w hy, I'm goin g to let you i nto it. " Well, -I like you, too, Will, very muc h indeed, an d you may feel sure that your secret will b e per f ectly s af e wi t h me. "I am sat i sfied that it w ill Now sit d own a nd I will tell you a most astonishing story." He had already told h er how he had been k i d n a pped from his home nearly three years before, and the misadventures he had met with in Cuba, including his imprisonment in the dungeon at.Morro Castle at Santiago, and the pathy she had felt for him had a good bit to do with the strong friendship she at once showed for him. Now he began by telling her how he had come to make the acquaintance of the unfortunate Captain Phineas Dodge, and thus by degrees he came down to the story of the Spanish sailor's secret. "And where is this wonderful island or key you speak of where all this great treasure is to be found?" she asked, her eyes sparkling with excitement. "What a pity that we are ashore here when we might hunt up the island and help you to take possession of the "The island," said Will, with a grin, "is in latitude 21 deg 35 min North, ahd longitude 70 deg 19 min Westabout twelve miles east ol T'lnk Island." "Then it can't be so very far from here,'' she answered. "I'm going to take a sight as soon as it is noon and then work out our exact position "And you can do that?;' "Certainly. Father taught me how to do it, and I can do it as well as he can." "You're a wonder, Zaidee l" cried Will, "Thank you for the compliment," she answered, "Well, I think I can save y.ou the trouble of doing that to-day." "Why, can you take ti. sight with iiie sextant and then work out the calculations?" she asked, opening her eyes very wide

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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. "No," he replied, shaking his head. "I wish I could. But I happen to know the latitude and longitude of this sandy key." "You do? Were you ever here before?" "No." "Then I don't see--" "I just mentioned the latitude and longitude a moment ago. Don't, drc.p over on the deck, Zaidee, when I tell you, but this island is the treasure key I have"been telling you a bout." CHAPTER XIV. A MORNING SURPRISE. You don't mean it, Will Newton!" she exclaimed, ast
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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. tents of that trunk was utterly impossible for either Will several million dollars here 'fhere were loads of coin ini or Zaidee. those days. Seems Rtrange it should be thrown into this It :figured up among the millions, for there were many chest in such a loose fashion. The Spaniards must have stones worth all of $5,000 apiece, and probably a fist full sacked some big town,, and had' no bags handy to put it in." that couldn't be duplicated at half that price. ''I never dreamed there was so much money in the Will and Zaidee, after they had grown accustomed to the world," said Zaidee. contemplation of so much wealth, began to consider where "Ho! It's been out of circulation these 200 years and they should store it aboard the schooner. the world doesn't seem to have missed it much. It'll be a "I guess there's room in the forecastle for the contenti:; fine addition to the gold supply of the United States when of these three trunks," said Will. "We'll carry it to the I turn it into the Sub-treasury at New York to be recoinell vessel in that half-bushel basket I saw in the galley, making into five, ten and twenty dollar pieces. We can't do any as many trips as may be necessary. I'll najl the jewelry and thing with this until to-morrow morning, as it's time to gems up in boxes, while I'll be able to find bags enough, r go to supper Besides, we'll need some bags to pack it in. guess, to hold twenty of these small bags of gold each. That You ancl Zeb will have to make some to-night out of sailwill make as heavy a load as one man will want to lift." cloth." Will went to the schooner ancl borrowed the basket from As it was now the periocl of the full moon the tides rose Zeb and then he ancl Zaidee made their first trip with a higher than usual. portion of the treasure. That night the schooner's nose was lifted out of the It took them the entire afternoon to transfer the gold sand, and at sunrise next morning when Will came on deck and jewels to the forecastle and secure the stuff in a handy he found the vessel :floating tranquilly on the placid bosom and safe 'Shape for subsequent handling. of the little cove. Next day Zeb wa.s pressed into service to help transfer the It was no longer possible to slip over the side and land discolored bars of metal from the cave to a section of the on the shore, as they had been accustomed to do, but owing hold underneath the cabin. to the fact that the schooner had shifted her position around 1 They worked leisurely at this job, and it took them three to the other side of the it was more convenient to days to finish the cleaning out of the cave. reach the wreck of the old galleon, which now lay in full Then Will and Zeb commenced work on the buried wreck sight. of the Spanish galleon. Will was presently joined by Zeb. They began to remove the sand from about the poop in "Golly, boss exclaimed the delighted negro, "we am order to find the entrance to the cabin through which the afloat at last, ain't we?" Spanish sailor had managed to make his way. "Capta:in Cobb was right when be said we'd probably slip "I don't see how he ever did it without a shovel," thought off the bank at full moon,'' said Will. "We'll be able to sail the boy, after he and the darkey had worked the best part away fro:rp this spot just as soon as we carry the contents of a day without finding an opening. of that chest aboard. So I'm going to get things under way _Zeb didn't fancy this kind of work much, but the knowl while you're preparing breakfast, Zeb. I dare say I can edge that he was going to participate in a share of the easilv wade to the beach," he added, rolling up his trousers. trfasure encouraged him to proceed. "Yo' better help me lower dat small boat enyway, boss. Will and Zeb worked two days before the poop entrance Miss Zaidee'll wanter use it, bime by, and '\>ides, yo'll need to the cabin was found. um to fotch de stuff off in." Zaidee accompanied the boy on his first trip below. "All right, Zeb," agreed Will, ahd between them they It presented a curious sight, that antiquated cabin, buried lowered the boat, and secured her by her long painter. from human eyesight more than 200 years, but everything Then Will took the half-bushel ba.sket and the lantern of a perishable nature, including the bones of those who and went ashore. had died there had long since crumbled away to dust, and He dived down into the galleon's cabin and began the dc-nothing remained but the bare woodwork. lightful task of filling the dozen bags he had brought along The treasure-chest mentioned by the Spanish sailor was with the yellow coin. found in the largest stateroom, presumably that which had After that he scooped as much of the coin into the ba.sket been occupied by the captain of the galleon. as he could lift, carried it up and dumped it onto the Will smashed it open and found that it was loaded to bP.ach. the brim with loose gold. He repeated this method until he bad quite a _pile of "Gee whiz!" exclaimed the young American. "It seems the shiny gold on the hard sand. to be raining gold on this island, doesn't it, Zaidee ?" During one of the intervals while Will wa.s below in the The girl made no reply, for she was struck dumb with galleon's cabin refilling bis basket, Zaidee came out on the the magnitude of the riches which had come into Will's schooner's deck and took her customary morning survey possession. about. "If it's like this all through the chest there must be 0 course, she noticed at once that the vessel had changed

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A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO. her position, and was further from the shore than she bad been heretofore, and that told her that the Effie Dean was afloat once more. "Ain't I glad!" she cried, looking over the s ide into the shining, transparent water "There's nothing to hinder us from leaving this key just as soon as we get the rest 0 the treasure on board." Looking toward the beach she spied Will coming into view with his basket load of glittering coin which h e dumped on the growing pile close by. The n without glancing at the vessel, he turned around and dived once more into the opening l eading to the interio' of the wreck. "Will i s n't losing any time, I see," she said to herself. At that moment she happened to look toward the grove of plantain trees. "My gracious! What's that?" she exclaimed. Her gaze rested on the mast and rigging of a smtill vessel that must have come there some time dming the night and dropped anclwr. She immediately called Zeb's attention to the strnnge craft. "Golly!" cried the negro. "When elem fellers see all dat money yonc\er I 'spect clere's gwine ter be trubble. I'd better wade ashore and tole (\at boy what's in de wind, don' yp/ iss Zaidee ?" "I'll go myself," said the girl, resolutely. "Ef yo' is bent on gwine dere's de boat 'longside dat yo' kin take, but yo' oughter carry one ab elem gt{ns wid yo', and fotch anudcler one up for me ter help skeer elem strang ers off wid ef dey should happen to make demselves dis agreeable." The hint was not l ost on Zaidee. She ran into the cabin, got her father's rifle and pistol, and a shotgun also, which she handed ta Zeb, and then quickly descending to the boat rowed to the beach. When she reached the wreck Will was coming up with another load of coin. "Will," she exclaimed, excitedly, as she dropped the rifle near the pile of money, "I'm afraid we're going to have trouble." "Trouble!" he replied, surprised at her agitated manner and the s ight of the revolver in her hand "What do you mean?" "A small vessel has put in on the other side of that ridge, behind the plantain trees, and the r e's every chance that we'll have visitors. When they catch sight 0 this money I'm afraid they'll want a finger in the pie. That's why I'm here, and I brought father's rifle or you to use if neces sary." At that moment they were startled by the report 0 a gun close by. Then came a crashing sound among the bushes and a boy of :fifteen, followed by two burly negroes, burst into s ight and came running toward the wreck. CHAPTER XV. PASQUAL MARTINEZ TURNS ur AGAIN. Will dropped the basket of loose coin, snatched up the rifle and stood on the defensive, while Zaidee courageously backed him up with her revolver. The fleeing lad had a shotglm in his band, and one of his pursuers was similarly armed. The two negroes stopped in surprise when they saw Will Newton and Zaidee Cobb, but the boy, whose face was the picture 0 terror, kept right on until he reached the wreck, when he threw himself on his knees before Will and begged him to save him. "What's the trouble?" asked Will, keeping one eye on the negroes, who appeared to be undecided what to do. "They wa.nt to catch me and carry me back to the sloop," replied the lad. "What sloop is it?" "Th,e Zingari, from Santiago." "What is she doing a.t this key?" "I don't know. We anchored on the other side of the island early this morning." "Who's aboarcl of her beside those two negroes ?" "A Spaniard named Pasqual Martinez." "Who?" cried Will, aghast. "Pasqual Martinez." "Great Scott To think that rascal has discovered the treasure island at last," muttered Will, very much dis turbed "I wonder how he did it? I see lots 0 trouble ahead. wnat's your name ?ll he added aloud to the boy. "Malcolm Merry "How came you to be aboard the sloop, and why are you running away from her ?ll "Martinez carried me off from San Nicholas, Hayti. I came from England on my uncle's yacht Highflyer, and we had just put in at San Nicholas My uncle had some busiti.ess to transact there. I met Martinez on the mole, and w:e got talking together. He asked me i I'd like to go ancl see his sloop which was lying outside our yacht. I agreed to go, and we stepped into a boat and was rowed alongside. He took me iuto the little stuffy cabin and treated me to some cake and lemonade. The next thing I knew it was next morning and we were at sea I started to raise a racket when Martinez told me i I didn't shut up he'd throw me overboard. Then I asked him why he had cauied me off. Ile said he wanted me to wait on him aboard the sloop, ancl help him out on some scheme he was engaged in, the nature 0 w hich he wouldn't tell me I couldn't help myself and had to obey him. L ast night he got full of wine, and began talking about some buried treas ure. Then he began to abuse me, kicked me about the cabin and finally threw me out on deck. I determined to run away at the first land we struck. A little while ago I saw my chance I took a gun I saw in the cabin and started ashore. The da?kies saw me and gave chase One 0 them had a gun and fired at me. That's the whole sto ry."

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A YOUNG MON'rE CRISTO. While the boy was talking two negroes turned back and disappeared over the ridge. "I know that Martinez to be a big rascal," said Will. "He came here to hunt for a buried treasure, but I've got ahead of him and propose to carry it away." Merry's eyes now lighted on the heap of gold coin and they sta.rted from his head. "Is that rea l money?" he asked, in a tone of astonfahment. "That's what it is." "Where did you find it?" "In this old wreck. Now, Merry, I'm going to stand by you .so that Martinez shan't touch you any more. In return I shall expect you to help us beat him and his negroes off." "I'll do it," replie!lthe boy. "That's your schooner, isn't it?" he continued, pointing at the Effie D ean "Yes. Now, we four-you, I the ne gr o aboard the schooner and Miss Zaidee here, are a ll armed, and ought to be able to handle the Spaniard and his negroes if they try to disturb us." "They've only got that one gun, though Martinez may have a revolver," said the English boy. When the pile of coin he had dumped on the sand hacl been removed to the Effie Dean, he noticed that Z aidee was making signs for him to return. "You'd better get something to eat now," she said when he drew near. "We can go on with the work afterward. Will concluded that they could work better on a full stomach than an empty one, so he agreed to her sug gestion and returned with her to the schooner. When the three bad eate n as much as they wanted, Will told Zeb to hasten his own br e akfast wait on Captain Cobb and then get ready to receive the gold a s fast as it was sent out to the schoon e r Will, Zaidee and Merry then returned to the beaoh with the guns. Will was in the wreck, loading up the basket, when he heard Zaidee's voice calling to him, and he ran up at once. "They're watching u s from the ridge," said the girl. Will looked and saw Martinez and his two negroe s standing among the plantain trees gazing at them. Finally, Martinez motioned one of his men toward the trees, and then he and the other s tepped into the boat and went off to the sloop. "It's clear that chap has been set to watch our move ments. I'll just lay for hini, give him a clip on the head and drop him down into the pirate s' cave." The negro advanced the trees without the least suspic ion that he was walking into a trap, and selecting a spot where he could overlook the wreck without beeing seen, he sat down. Will came up behind him and a sing le sweep with the butt of hi s rifle stre tched him out unconscious. Then he dragged him into the center of the grove, let him down easy into the hole, pulled up the ladder and put the hatch on. "He's safe for awhile, I guess," muttered the boy, grimly. Will concluded that the Spaniard would not make any move for awhile at l east so he returned to the others and work was resumed getting out the rest of the gold. CHAPTER XVI. THE RICHEST BOY IN THE WORLD. Zeb was called on shore to hasten matters, and a box was brought into play to hurry the gold up, Merry going down with Will into the cabin of the wreck. In this way they made rapid progress during the next hour. Then Will marched over to .the plantain g rove just in time to see the Spaniard and the negro starl for the s hore. He hid among the bushes and h eard Martinez call in vain f<4J; the man he had left on watch. Then they huntE)d for him, but it is needless to say they couldn't find him. At length they found their way t o the center of the grove, and saw the ladd er and the hatch cover. Naturally, they turned the cover over to see what was under it and found the hole. Looking down into it Martinez recognized the insensible form of the man he was bunting for. Between them, with the aid of the ladd er, they got him out, and then the Spaniard uttered a few mdre oaths, and expressed his astonishment at the condition and predica ment he had found the ma.n in. They carried him down to the beach and tried to revive him by throwing water in his face, but it did no good, so they took him out to the sloop. Will r etu rned to his friends, who were awaiting bis re turn on the beach. "I reckon dat we better cover up dat entrance to de cabin and let dem pussons find it for demselves. What yo? t'ink, boss?" said Zeb. Will had afready meant to do that when they were ready to l eave the key, so, sending Merry over to the grove to see what the Spaniard was doing, be and Zeb took bold of the s hovels and closing the cabin door began to return the sand they had r e moved. B efore they had made much progress they saw Merry run ning back and s topped to bear what be had to say. "Martinez and bi s two men are rowing around into the cove," said Merry, excitedly. "They look as if they were b ent on a scrap with us." Will dropped his shovel. "We must get aboard the schooner at once," he said, "and be prepared to give them a warm reception if they start to make trouble for us." They made at once for the schooner. "Keep off!" shouted Will as the other boat drew near. They pa.id no attention to this command. "What do you want?" demanded the young American, covering Martinez with his rifle. "I want half the treasure you've taken from this key," he replied ; insolently, as the boat dashed up.

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28 A YOUNG MONTE CRISTO Well, got a nerve. We don t want you on the second hus band, Mr. Bacon who had di e d une x p e ctedl y a schooner, and if you persi s t in trying to get aboard somemonth pre v ious. body is going to get hurt." Will was welcQme d back a s one from the d e ad. "Are you going to divide?" said the Spaniard. He learn e d that three month s afte r hi s disappearance "Certainly not." Mr. Bacon circulated the report that his s tep s on had run "Then we' ll take it all and set you adrift in our sloop," away in the Lone Star and had met his death on t h e c o as t roared Martinez. of Cuba. Will saw there was no use talking further. Dick Bum s tead his old ch\Uil, was away at Ya.le College, The Spaniard, backed by his two burly negroes, meant and Will didn t meet him until later. to try and carry the s chooner by boarding. To his mother alon e under the promise of the s tricte s t On an even footing they were more than a match for s ecrecy, he told the s tory of the i s land treasure trove whi c h aboard the Effie Dean. he had recovered. Wil l realized that fact, so he fired at Martinez, intending Shortly afterward, in company with Captain Cobb and, only to wound him. Zaidee, Will arranged to revi sit the treasure ke y in ord e r The Spaniard, who was watching for something of this to s earch for and recover the many million dollar s' w orth of kind threw himself forward and escaped the ball, then he s ilver bar s he believed the three wr e cked g alleon s held. drew a revolver and di s charged it at the boy. For purpose he chartered a fine bi g schooner, hired The bull e t clipp e d a curl from Will 's head. a select crew and provided suitable machin e ry to ma ke Zeb fired his s hotgun at the foremost darkey in the boat qu ie k and effe ctive work of the job. and s lightl y wounded him. NothinO' had been di s turbed s ince the Effie D e an left the 0 The boat, however, touched the side of the schooner at ke y and work was fir s t begun on the Spanish wreck w hich that moment and Martinez and the other negro both made had contained the treasure chest a leap for vessel' s deck. All of 500 tons of silver bars were found in h er hol d Will made a swing at him with the butt of the rifle, and The other wre c k s were after some c onsi de rabl e troubl e the Spaniard in trying to dodge lo s t his hold and fell into loc ated and a s imilar amount of silver found in the hold of the water. each. Suddenly something long and white darted through the The sc hooner the n s ailed for N e w York wh e r e Will d is water like a flash . posed of hi s car g o partly to the g ov ernment and partly to Martinez uttered a blood-curdling shriek as the shark large manufacturer s of s olid s ilv e r goods caugh t' him between his ponderous jaws and dragged him The mos t v a lu a ble gems in his collection made no ef under leaving a trail of blood behind to mark the fate fort to di spose of. whi c h had overtaken the ra s cally Spaniard. They are t o -day s tored in the p riv ate s teel vaults o f h is Tpe negro who was holdin g on to the bulwark begged for N e w J e r s e y home a palatial structure ere c t e d on the si t e m e r c y but Will would riot let him aboard, and the fellow of the old famil y re s idenc e had to hang ther e till his wounded a s sociate worked the A very charming young matron wh o m Will a d dresses boat clo s e enough for him to drop into her. a s Zaidee, reigns as mistress of this s pl e ndid h ome, which Then they rowed away from the s chooner as fa s t as they i s the wonder of the nei g hborhood and its magnifi cence could has e arned for im owner the 'title of THE YouNG MONTE Will and Zeb returne d to the wreck and filled up the e xcav ation they had made. Whe n th e y returned on board the s ail s were hoisted and the s choon e r und e r a s tiff breeze, started for Key West, where s he arrived in due time. B efore s h e h a d discharge d the freight she had brought over from Santiago for that port, Captain Cobb was able to be about a gain. He had h e ard all a bout the trea s ure, and wa s prepared to h e lp Will ge t it to New York. Th e Effie Dean r e ached New York ten days later and Will had th e s tuff r e moved to a big safe depo site vault. He di sposed of a part of the silver bars right away, out of the proceed s of whic h he gave Malcolm Merry $1 000 and a fir s t-cl ass ticket to Liv e rpool; Zeb, the cook, $5,000; and Captain Obe diah Cobb, $50,000. To Zaidee he presented gems easily worth $100,000. Then he started for New Jersey and his old home. He found his mother alive, but in deep mourning for her CRISTO. THE END. Read "WON BY LUCK; OR TiiE BOYS WHO RAN A RAILROAD which will be the next number (36) o f "Fame and Fortune Weekly." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly are alway s in print. 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T hese Books Tell You Everything! .! COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA! Each book co nsists of sixty-four pages, printed on good paper, in cl ear type and neatly bound in an attractive, illustrated cover. Mos t of the books a1e also profusely illustrated, and all of the subjects treated upon are exp lai ned in such a simple manner that aJ!Y ch ihl can thorough l y unde.cstand them. Look over the list as classified and see if you want to know anything about the subjedrll m entioned THESE B OOKS ARE FOR SALE BY ALL NEWSDEALERS OR WILL BE SENT BY MAIL TO ANY ADDRESS FROM THIS OFFICE ON RECEIPT OF PRICE, TEN CENTS EACH, OR ANY 'l'HREE BOOKS FOR TWENTY-FIVE CENTS. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N.Y. MESMERISM. No. 81. HOW T O l\IESMERIZE.-Containing the most approved methods of mesmerism; also bow to cure all kinds of dis 0 ascs by animal magnet ism, or, magnet i c healing. By Prof. Leo I !ugo Koch A. C. S., author of "How to Hypnotize," etc. PALMISTRY. No. 82. HOW TO DO PALMISTRY.-Containing the most ap methods of reading the lines on the hand, together with a full explanation of their meaning; A l so exp lainin g phrenology, nnd the key for telling character' by the bumps on the h ead B7 L eo Hugo Koc h, A O S. Fully illustrated. HYPNOTISM. No. 83 HOW TO HYPNOTIZE.-Containing valuable and in str.: ct?ve information regarding the science of hypnotism Also expl a i11i11g the most approved methods which are employed by t he l aaJ i ng h ypnotists of the world. By Leo Hugo Koch, A.C.S. .SPORTING. N o 21. HOW TO HUNT AND FISH.-The most complete and fishing guide ever published. It contains fu ll instrnt.:tions about guns, hunting dogs, traps, trapping and fishing, tog ethe r with descriptions of game and fish. No. 26. HOW TO ROW, SAIL AND BUILD A BOAT.-Fully illustrated. Every boy should know how to row and sail a boat. Full instrnctions are given in this little book, togethe r with in stru c tions on swimming and ridi ng, companion sports to boating. No. 47. HOW TO BREAK, RIDE AND DRIVE A HORSE. A complete treatise on the horse. Describing the most useful horses for business, the best hot'Ses for the ro ad; als o va lu able recipes for disea ses pecst popular manner of sailing them. Fully illustrated. By C. Stansfield Hicks. FORTUNE TELLING. No. 1. NAPOLEON'S ORACULUM AND DREAM BOOK.Containing tbe great orac le of human destiny; also the true mean ing of almost any kind of dreams, together with charms, ceremonies, and curious games of cards. A complete book No. 23. HOW 'l'O EXPLAIN Dij.EAMS.-Everybody dreams, from the little child to the aged man and woman This little book giv es the explanation to all kinds of dreams, together w ith luck y and unlucky ,lays, and "Napoleon's Orac ulum," the book of fate. No. 28. HOW 'l'O TELL FORTUNES.-Everyone is desirous of knowin g what his future life will bring forth, wheth e r happiness or mi sery, w ealth o r poverty. You can te11 by a glance at this little book. Buy one and be convinced. Tell your own fortune. Tell the fortune of your friends. No. 76. HOW TO '!'ELL FORTUNES BY THE HAND.Con t aining rules for telling fortunes by the aid of lin es of t h e hand, or the secret of p:ilmistry. Also the secret of telling future events by aid o f moles, marks, scars, etc. Illustrated. By A. Anderson. ATHLETIC. No. 6. HOW TO TIECOl\IE AN A'l'HLETE.-Giving full in struction fo r the of dumb bells, Indian c lubs, parallel bars, hori zontal b a r s and various othe r methods of dev e loping a good, healthy muscle; containing over sixty illustrations. Every boy can become str ong and by following the instructions contained in this little book. No. JO. HOW 'fO BOX.-The art of self-defense made easy. Containing o ve r thirty illustrations of guards, blows, and the ditfer ent positions of a good boxer, Every boy should obtain one <>f these u seful and instructive books, as it will teach you how to box without an instrncror. No. 25 HOW 'l'O BECOUE A GYMNAST.-Containing full instructions for a ll kinds of g ymnastic sports and athleti c exercises EJmbracing thirt y -fivo illustrations. By Professor W Macdonald. A handy and hook No. HOW 'l'O FENCE.-Containing full instruction for fen c ing and the u se of the broadsword; also instruction in archery. De sc ribe d \\ith twrnty-one practical illustrations, giving the best rosition s in fencing. A complete book. TRICKS WITH CARDS. No. 3 1. HOW TO DO TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Containing expl anitrions of the genera l princ iples of sleight-of-hand applicable to rard tricks; of carrl tricks with ordinary cards, and not requiring sleight-of-hand; of tricks involving sleight-of-hand, or the use of il)ecially prepared cards. B_y Professor Haffner. Illustrated. N<:>. 72. HOW TO DO SIXTY WITH CARDS.-Em bracmg all of the latest and most deceptive card tricks, with ii lustrations. By A Anderson. No. 77. HOW TO DO FORTY TRICKS WITH OARDS.-deceptive Card Tricks as performed by leading conjurors and magicians. Arrange d for home amusement. Fully illustrated. MAGIC. No. 2. HOW TO DO TRICKS.-The great book of magic and card tricks, containing full instruction on all the leading card tricks of the also most popular magi cal illusions as performed by oui: mag1c1ans ; every boy should obtain a copy of this book, as 1t will both amuse and instruct. No . 22. TO DO SECOND SIGHT.-Heller's second sight explamed b.}'. bis former assistant, Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how the secret dialogues were carried on betwe en the magician and the boy on the stage; also giving all the codes and signals. The only authentic explanation of second sight. No. 43. HOW 'fO BECOME A MAGICIAN.-Containing the ?f magical illusions ever placed before the pubhc. Al so tricks with caras. incantations, etc. No. 68. TO DO .CHEl\HCAL 'l'JUCKS.-Containing over one hundre d highly amusmg and instructive tricks with chemicals. By A. Anders<>n. Handsomely illustrated. No. 69. HOW TO DO SLEIGHT OF HAND.-Containing over !Jfty of the latest and best tricks u se d by magicians. Also oontain mg the secret of second sight. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. No .. 70. HOW ';1'0 MJ\KE MAGIC 'l'OYS.-Containing full dire c tions for makmg Magic 'l'oys and devices of many kinds By A. Anderson. illustrated. No. 73 . HOW. TO J?O 'l'RICKS WITH NUMBERS.-Showing many cur10us tric ks with figures and the magic of numbers. By A. Anderson. Fully illustrated. .No. 7.5. Hmy TO A CONJUROR. -Containing tr1.c ks Domm?s, Dice, Cups and Balls, Hats, etc. Embracing tl11rty-s1x 1llustr at1ons By A. Anderson. No. 78. 'l'O DO '.rHE BLACK ART.-Containing a com plete descr1pt1on of _the mysteries of Magic and Sleight of Hand together with many wonderfu l experiments. By A. Anderson: Illustrated. MECHANICAL. !'lo. 29. HOW TO BECOME AN INVENTOR.-Every boy bow originated. This book explains them all, m electricity, hydraulics, magnetism, optics, pneumatics, mechamcs, etc. The most book published. No. 5?. HOW TO AN ENGINEER.-Containing full mstructions h<>w to proceed m order t<> become a l<>eomotive en gineer; also directions fo1 building a model l ocomotive ; togethe r with a full description of an engineer should know. No. 57. HOW TO MAKE MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS.-Full directions how to a B;:tnjo, Violin, Zither, 1Eolian Harp, Xylo phone and other musical mstruments; together with a brief de sc rip tion of nearly every musical instrument used in ancient or modern t ime s. mustrated. B y Algernon S. Fitzgerald, for twenty years bar:dmaster of the Royal Bengal Marines. No. 59. HOW TO ]\[AKE A l\fAGIC LANTERN.-Containing a description of the lantern, together with its history and inv e ntion. Also full directions for Its u se and for painting slides. Handsomely illustrated. By J oho All e n. No. 71. HOW 'l'O DO MECHANICAL TRICKS.-Containing complete instruction s for performing over sixty Mechanical Tricks. By A Anderson. Fully illustrated. LETTER WRITING. No. 11. HOW TO WRITE LOVE-LETTERS.-A most com plete little book, containing full directions for writing l<>ve-letters, ancl when to use them, giv in g specimen letters for young and old. N<>. 12 HOW TO WRITE LETTERS TO LADIEJS.-Giving complete instructions for writing l etter8 t<> ladies on all subjects; also letters of introduction, noles and requests. N<>. 24. now 'l'O WRITE LETTERS TO GENTLEMEN.Containing full directions for writing to gentlemen on all subjects; also giving sample for instruction. No. 53. HOW TO WRITE LE'.l'TERS.-A wonderful little book, telling you how to write to your sweetheart, your father, mother, sister, brother, employer; and, in fact, everybody and anybody you wish to write t<>. Every young man and every young lady in the land s'hould havf" this hook. No. 74. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS CORRECTLY.-Con taining full instructions for writing letters on almost any subject; also rules for punctuation and composition, with specimen letters.

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==-----=========;========..=:==========-= rHE STAGE. No. 4:1. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK F.JND MEN'S JOKE BOOK.-Containing a great variety of the latest jokes used by the most famous end men. No amateur minstrels is complete without this wond erful little book No .. THE OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKER.Contai!lmg a varied of stump spee ches, Negro, Dutch and Irish. Also e nd mens Jokes Just the thing for home amuse mefit and amateur s hows. No. 45. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK MINSTREL GUIDE AND JOKlJJ BQOK.:--Somethinjl' new apd very instructive. Every boy ob tam this as 1t con tams full instl'uctions for or gamzmg an amateur mmstre l troupe. No. 65. is on e of the most original Joke books ev e r published, and 1t 1s bnmful of wit and humor. It contains a large coll ection of songs, jokes, conundrums etc . of Terre n c e Muldoon, the great wit, humoris t and prac tical' of the lJJvery boy .who can enjoy a good substantial joke should obtam a cop y imm ediate ly. No. 79. HOW TO BECOME AN com plete in structions how to make up for various charac t'ers on the stage ; tog!lth e r wi t h the dutie s of the Stage Manuge r Prompte r S ce nic Artis t and Property Man. By a prominent Stage Manager'. 80 G U S WILLIAMS' BOOK.-Containing the lat est Jok e s, anec dot e s and funny stones of this world-renowned and ever popular (Jerman com e dian. Sixty-four pages handsome colored cover containing a half-tone photo of the author. HOUSEKEEPING. No. 16. HOW TO KEEP A WINDOW GARDEN.-Containing full instructions for constructing a window garden either in town or country, and the most approved m ethods for raising beautiful flowers at home. The most complete book of the kind ever pub lished. No. 30. HOW TO COOK.-One of the most instructive books on c ooking ev e r pqplished. It contains recip e s for cooking meats fish, game and oysters ; also pie,S, puddings, cakes and all kinds of pastry, and a grand collection of recipes by one of our most popular cooks No. 37. HOW TO KEEP HOUSE.-It contains information for everybody, boys, girls, m e n and women; it will teac h you how to make almo s t anything around the house, such as parlor ornaments brackets, cements, Aeolian harps, and bird lime for catching birds.' ELECTRICAL. No. 46. HOW TO MAKE AND U:SE ELECTRIOITY.-A de scription of the wonderful uses of electricity and ele ctro magnetism together with full instructions for making Electric Toys, Batteries: etc, By George Trebel, A. M., M. D. Containing over fifty il lustrations. l'{o. 64. HOW TO MAKE ELECTRICAL MAOHINES.-Conta!ning full uirections for making ele ctric al mac hin e s, induction coils, dy!lamos. and many novel toys to be worke d by electricity. By R. A. R. B ennett. Fully illustrated. No. 67 HOW TO DO ELECTRICAL TRICKS.-Containing a large collection of in structive and highly amusing electrical tricks, together with illustrations. By A. Anderson. No: 31. HQW T9 BECOME A SPEAKER.-Containing four teen 11lustrat1ons, giving the different positions requisite to become a good speaker, reader and elocutionist. Al s o containing gems from a.II the popular of prose and poetry, arranged-in the most simple and concis 3 manne r possible. No. 49 .. HOW TO DEBATE.-Giving rule s for conducting de bates, outlme s for debatec, questions for discussion and the bea sources for procuring info :mation on the questions given. SOCIETY. No. 3. HOW TO FLIR'l'.-'rhe arts and w iles of flirtaticn are fully explained by this little book. Besides the various methods of har:.n by I.n SPnarens, author of "How to Become a Wes t Point :(\iilitar:v Cade t. DECLAMATION. No. 27. HOW TO RECI'rE AND BOOK OF RECITATIONS. -Containing the mo s t popular sele d ion s in u s e comprising Dutch dialect, French dialect, Yankee and Irish dialect pi e ces, together with many standard r eadings. PRICE Address FRANK 10 CENTS EACH. OR 3 FOR 25 CENTS. TOUSEY, Publisher 24 Union Squal'e! New York.

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WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY A COMPLETE STORY EVERY Price 5 Cents BY THE BEST AUTHORS Price 5 Cents --HANDSOME ILLUSTRATED COVE R S .... ..... 32 PAOES OF READING MATTE R -wJJ --ISSUED EVERY FRIDAY .... Interesting Stories of Adventure in All Part s of the World ..TAKE NOTICE! ..._ This hand some wee kly contain s int e n sely intere s ting stories of adventure on a gre a t vari e ty of subjects Each number is r e plete with rousing situations and lively incidents. The h eroes are bright, manly fellows, who overcome all obs tacles b y s heer force of brains and grit and "Win well merited success. We have secured a staff of new authors, who write these stories in a manner which will be a source of pleasure and profit to the reader. Each number ha s a hand some col ored illustration made by the most expert artists Large sums of money are being spent to make this one of the best weeklies ever published ..... Here is a List of Some of the Titles ..... No. 1 Smashing the Auto Record; or, Bart Wilson at the Speed-Lever. BY EDWARD N. Fox Is&ued Apr. 20th " " 2 Oft' the Ticker; or, Fate at a Moment's Notice BY Tmr DA wsoN 3 From Cadet to Captain; or, Dick Danforth's West Point Nerve. BY LIEUT. J J. BARRY 4 The Get-There Boys; or, Making Things Hum in H o nduras. BY FRED WARBURTON 5 Written in Cipher ; or, The Skein Jack Barry U nravelled. BY PRO F OLIVER OWENS " " 27th May 4th 11th 18th 6 The No-Good Boys; or Downing a Tough Name. BY A. How.A.RD DE WITT 7 Kicked oft' the Earth; or Ted Trim's Hard Lu c k Cure. BY RoB Roy " 25th June 1st 8 Doing It Quick; o r, Ike B ro wn's Hustle at Pan ama BY CAPTAIN HAWTHORN, " 8th For sale by all n ewsdealer s o r will be sent t o any addres s o n receipt of price, 5 cents per copy, in money or postage stamps, by FRA:NK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, :New York. IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our librari e s, and cann o t p rocure them from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this office direct Cut out and fill in the follo w ing () r de:s Blank and send it to us with the price of the books you want and we will send them to you by re-turn mail. POSTAG E STAMPS T AKEN 'I'HE SAME AS .MONEY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .... ................................ TO USEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York. ......................... 190 DEAR SrnE nclosed find. . . cents for w h ieh please send me: . . copies of F AME A ND FORTUNE WEEKLY, N o s ............. " WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY, Nos ............ : ......................... " WORK AN D WIN, Nos ...... ..... ......................... ]\RANK MANLEY'S WEEKLY, Nos ......... " WILD WEST WEEKLY, Nos ..................................... ' PLUCK AND LUCK, Nos ........ .... ........ ........... " SECRET SERVICE, Nos .......... ...... ................................................ " THE LIBERTY B O YS O F 7 6 Nos .... ........ ... ....................................... .. " THE YOUNG ATHLETE'S WEEKLY, Nos ............................................... " Ten-Cen t Han d B ooks, N o s .......... ......................................... .. Name .......................... Street and N o .... . ........ Town ....... State ................ '

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. Fame andFortune Weekly STORIES oF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY By A SELF-MADE MAN 32 Pages of Reading M atter A NEW ONE .ISSUED EV.EBY F,RIDAY Handsome Colored PRICE 5 CENTS A COPY I This Weekly contains interesting stories of smart boys, who win fame and fortune by their ability to take advantage passing opportunities. Some of these stories are founded on true incidents in the lives of our most successful self-made men, and show ,how a boy of pluck, perseverance and brains can become famous and wealthy. Every one of this serie::; contains a good moraJ. tone which makes "Fame and Fortune weekly" a magazine for the home, although each numb

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