The ladder of fame, From office boy to senator

The ladder of fame, From office boy to senator

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The ladder of fame, From office boy to senator
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Fame and fortune weekly : stories of boys who make money
A self-made man (J. Perkins Tracy)
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STORIES Of' ..BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY. ................. ...... .-... .-::: ... Bedmond, white with fury, struck the boy a heavy blow in' he fac knocking him down, and at tempted a dash for the door. Stanton, however, rec9'vet'ed in time 'to grasp the rascal around the waist. and a desperate ,ensued.


Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY 1-d WuW11-Btl Bubscripticm per year. Entered. according to .Act of Congre88, in the ye a r :iso. in t h e of Uae Librario" o f Conoreu, Wcuhington, D. C., b11 Frank Touse11, Pub!uher, U Union Square, N e w Y o rk. No. 50. NEW YORK, SEP'l'EMBER 14, 1906. P ri e e 5 Centi. THE LADDER OF FAME OB, FROM OFFICE TO SENATOR By A SELFrlADE rlAN CHAPTER I. A DIRTY NIGHT ON THE WATER. ''It's an awful night to go upon the water, George," said Mrs. Stanton, as she glanced at the windows, the loose sashes of which were beating a tattoo against the frame "I know it is a bad night, mother," replied her stal waxt, good-looking son, whose age was probal:ily seventeen; "but I've been afloat in many a worse one." "Your poor father lost his life in just such a blow while going down the harbor to his vessel," said the little widow, wiping a tear from her eye; "and he was more at home on the water than you." "You forget, mother, there was a fog on the bay the night father was lost, and he was run down by a steamer." "I don't like to have you go," she protested, with all a mother's solicitude for he; only child. "What shou l d I do if anything happened to you?" "Don't be afraid. Nothing will happen to me. I know the bay like u book, and the Gull is a stiff, weatherly boat Mrs. Stanton shook her head as if she was not c o n vinced. "But we need the money, mother," went on her son "We need it. very badly. The gentleman has offered me ten dollars to carry him over to the island and back again. Remember his brother is dying and may not live until morning. Tohere seems to be no other way for him to reach the island except I take him i'Il my boat. He told me that he hasn't seen his brother since they were boys together, and that was a long tinie ago . In fact, he hasn't heard from him in many years His brother is the black sheep of the family, who ran away to sea. For some years he's been keeper of the Coffin Island Light, but he never communicated with his family until he was taken ill, and being told he cou ld not live more than a day or two he had a dispatch sent to his only brother, the gentleman who is in the sitting -room below, asking him to come at once to the lighthouse on Coffin Island if he wished to see him before he died. The gentleman arrived at the inn in the half an hour ago and inquired for an experi enced boatman to take him over to the island. M r B ates sent him to me. about the whole story." "Well, my son, I suppose under these exceptional cir cumstances I must let you go," said Mrs. Stanton, with another fearful look .at the shaki n g windows But you will be very careful, won't you ? Remember I shal l not a wink until you come back." "Don't be so foolish, mother," remonstrated the b o y "It is not likely we will return to-night. The gale will have probably blown itself out by morning, and then w hen you see the sun shining on the glistening waters you will laugh at your present fears Just think what a windfa ll ten dollars will be to us-!" "Be sure and d ress yourse l f warm bef o r e y ou go, George." ''Yes, mother," and t h e robust, bro n zed-featu red lad


THE LADDER OF FAME. h u rried downstairs to tell his caller tliat his mother had c on sented to his daring the dangers of Boston Bay in o rder to. land biru on Coffin Island that night. the Gull right s ide up in anything save perhaps ati ottt and-out hurricane. "Now, sir, I will be ready to go in a very few minutes," said George Stanton. "I am g l ad to hear it," replied the visitor, who was a finelooking man of about forty-five, and who said his name was Howard Deering Leaving the stranger once more alone in the cosy little sitting-room of the humble cottage owned and occupied by Mrs Stanton and her son, George hastened to his room to put on h1s sea rig, and after a very short interval re turned to the room, after kissing 11is mother good-by, with an oilcloth coat under his arm and a fisherman's hat m his hand It was a pretty dark night, the wind rus hed in irom the big bay outside at a forty-mile clip, and the waves it kicked up along shore could be seen dashing their white, yeasty heads upon the hanl sand with a measured roar that sounded anything but comortiug to the ears of the fisher men 's wjves whose husbands and sons were out at sea that night. "All ready, sir," he said Mr. Deering rose from the rocker and followed the sturdy boy out into the inclement night. The cottage was on the outskirts of Shoreham Village, a thriving little }Jlacc situated upon one oi the arms of lhc sea connected with Boston Bay. lt was surrounded by about an acre of land, which pro duced vegetables and fruit in their seaso n suffici ent for the needs of mother and son, with a small percentage to spare which Geo1:gc traded for other needful things at the village stores 'l'he waters of the bay laved t110 shore within a hundred feet of the back gate, and there, moor ed securely to a small landing stage, lay the stout catboat Gull. During the surtmrnr George, besides taking care of the ground about the house, contrived to earn a few dollars doing odd jobs about the village and by taking the sum mer boarders in that locality, \Vhose tastes inclined in that direction, out sailing or fishing in the Gull lie was a skilftll boatman and was thoroughly proficient i n the science of nautical cooking. His chowders, fries and battered clams \Vere so good as tc draw a good deal of custom in his ditection; indeed, many city people went out with him on trips to nearby islands as much for the lunch he provided them with as for the sail itself. Although George Stanton was a good son, and loved his mother very dearly, he was not satisfied with his life at the village and on the bay, nor with the proceeds or his labors. He was ambitious and progressive in his views, and he longed for a wider field of action, \vhere his talents Would have a better chance to display themselves. Yet on account of his widowed mother, who could not be indu;::ed to quit Shoreham, he stifled his eager antici pations of a more energetic life, contenting himself after a fashion with the reflection that he was still yolmg, and that things would come his way in course of time. As he and Mr. Deering walked down to the landing stage they both realized that it was an awful night 1.o go upon the water; but the boy had weathered some heavy g a l es o n t h e bay be:fore, and he was satisfied he could keep Mr. Deering, with a pardonable nervousness, questioned the young skipper of the Gull in regard to the boat in which they were to venture upon the stormy bay and the dangers t11ey would encounter on their trip to Coffin Island. George's replies wer e so satisfa ctory that the gentle man felt his courage rise to the occasion, though he never would have undertaken the watery pas s age but for the & l rious errand he was engaged upon. 1 'you seem to be a thoroughly profu.:icnt boatman, y o ung as you arc,'' said :Jlr. D eeri ng. "Indeed, :Jlr. Bate s the propril:!tor of the inn, assured me that you were well in the pecu lia1 scan1anship necessary .for the safe m:magemcnt of a sailboat, an,d. that you knew every shoal and rock i1. 1 the bay:" \\ ell, sir, 1 think he didnt tell you any more than the i.ruth," replied George, modestly. "I consider myself very fortunate in having met you, then," ans\rered Ur. D eeri ng. "I sl1oulu never forgive myself if I clid not make a spec ial effort to reach my brother' s bedside be.fore he breathed his last. I pray heaven we rnay arrive at the i sland in good time. If you put me through all right, my young friend, I will not only double my original offer, but be much obliged to you be sides." "I'll

THE LAD1'ER OF FAME. a He first put a couple of reefs in the mainsail and then hoi s ted it. Having made fast the sheets, he cast off from the wharf, and the Gull darted off seaward like a frightened bird skimming the surface of the water. At the very start she caught a heavy flaw and heeled over till her washboard was nearly submerged "Don't be alarmed, sir," said the boy, seeing the star tled face of his passenger appear at the half-open entrance to the cuddy. "There's no danger." "I was afr.aid we were going to capsize," replied Mr. Deel'ing, whose nerves were somewhat shaken by the heel ing over of the boat. "No, sir. That was an unexpected slant of wind, that's all. I eased her at once and she came up like a duck. 'rI1e Gull is good for a bigger blow than this. You see s he jumps the waves like a feather. You'd better lie down, sir; you'll be more comfortable." Mr. Deering thought the young skipper's advice good, and he retired out of sight George, emeloped in his oilskins, with his soil' wester pulled well down over his eyes, sat on the weather side of the tiller peering forwaru into the night. The uoat breasted ihe big waves like a mas s of solid oak, and, though the spray !lashed uriously over her, as she leaped over the angry billowa, George Stanton felt as s afe in her as he would in the kitchen or his motper's cottage. The wind was east and the sky overcast, which made the night exceedingly gloomy and dark. The intrepid young boatman could only make out the s omber outlines of the islands and the headlands of the Through it all the stanch little boat pushed her nose seaward, gradually nearing their destination. The island loomed larger and larger ahead, and the bright gleaming shaft of light grew bigger and brighter through the steaming atmosphere. At last the boat was sheltered from the fierceness of the blast under a bluff, and soon afterward came into the com paratively still water of a little cove, where a small wharf, the only landing place on the island, projected to the west. By the exercise of the same good judgment which had enabled him to bring the little craft in safety through the darkness and storm to her destination, George Stanton laid the Gull alongside the ;.harf and secured her. Mr. Deering had come to the entrance of the cuddy as soon as he was sensible of the easier motion of the boat, and was therefore all ready to ste p on shore. "Now, sir, you may come out, and I'll help you on the wharf," said the boy. His passenger eagerly obeyed his summons "You have done well, my boy," he said, grasping George's hand. "I doubt if any boatman alive could have done better. I am very grateful to you." Then they stepped up on the wharf and started for the gray walls of the lighthouse, which rose through the driv ing rain a few yards distant. CHAPTER II. THE RED POCKETBOOK. main shore; but these were sufficient to enable him to lay As Mr. Deering walked up to the door to knock George his course. Stanton glanced in through one of the windows on the The roaring of the wind, the surging of the waves and ground floor. the thumping of the boat against the choppy sea were the He saw a youngish, ill-favored looking man standing by only sounds to be heard. a stove with a red pocketbook in his hand, the contents of On flew the Gull till the receding of a curving point of which he seemed to be investigating with eager attention. land, which somewhat she ltered Shoreham village from Just then Mr. Beering knocked loudly. the foll sweep of the Atlantic winds, opened up the bright George saw the man inside give a violent start and con-glow of the Coffin Island light-a stationary white light. ceal the wallet in the breast of hi s shirt while he turned a The young skipper headed directly for it. startled look at the door. A s the minutes flew by if there was any change in the He made no move to answer the knock, but stood in a weather it was for the worse listening attitude, bis features working in a strange, nerThe rain began to fall, and the gale seemed to grow vous manner. more violent, tossing the Gull about like a cork. Howard Deering ,knocke d again, louder than before. A small boat going before the wind makes worse weathGeorge Stanton, whose attention was fascinated by the er than on any other tack, and George Stanton had his curiou s and suspicious movements of the man inside, saw hands :full to keep her up to her course. him stoop sudde nly and thrust the red pocketbook under "This is a tough night," the boy muttered to him self, an empty keg which against the circular wall and "a good bit worse than I had calculated on. I guess it's then come forward to the door. worth all of $20 to go off to Coffin Island on such a night. He reached it just as Mr. Deering knocked for the third Still, if the mast holds, and I don't see why it shouldn't, time, somewhat impatiently we'll get there all right.' The man opened the door a few inches. 'l' he wind and waves seemed in league to prevent the "Who's there, and what do you want on the islanci at consummation of Mr. Deering's purpose, but the young this hour?" he asked in a s urly tone. 8kipper was ri'ot to be frightened off. "I am Rodney Deering' s brother Howard, and I have


I THE LADDER OF FAME. come from Boston in answer to a telegraphic message that I and expects to make use of its contents after Rodney he was ill unto death and wanted to see me," replied Mr.1 Deering's death? It is very possible. I don't like his Deering. looks for a copper cent." The man, apparently the assistant lightkeeper, opened Geo>rge could hear the footsteps of the two men on the the door and permitted the visitor, with George floor above, and then there was silence. at his heels, to enter the light110use. Some strange fascination drew the boy nearer to the "Is my brother still alive?" Mr.' Deering asked eagerly. keg which hid the wallet. The man nodded. "I have no right to be so interested in this matter," he "Thank heaven for that,'' said the gentleman, fervently: exclaimed impatiently. "Probably there is nothing in it. "He is asleep at present,'' the man said, watching his Only a freak of my imagination. And yet-" visitors with a shifty eye, which the observing young skipHis eyes sought the floor around the keg. per of the Gull did not much.fancy. A tiny rim of red projected from under it, showing tha"t "This fellow is not to be trusted," he thought. "I in hi s haste Redmond had not wholly hidden the pocket wonder why he hid that pocketbook under the keg? That book. wasn't the act of an honest man." No one, however, would have noticed this unless, like "Where is my brother?" asked Mr. Deering, with a the lad, he had seen what had occurred at the moment pathetic look around the room. after Howard Deering knocked on the lighthouse door. "In his bed on the floor a.hove." Stanton thrust his hands into his pocket and started to "I may go up there, may I not?" walk to the window to look out into the night; but he The man nodded. hesitated and looked at the keg once more. "Are you the assistant keeper?" "I can't stand this," he breathed at last. "I must hav e "I am." a look at that wallet." "Your name is--" With the alertness of a person who was afraid of being "Jim Redmond." caught in a mean act, George knelt down, lifted the end "Redmond!" exclaimed Mr. Deering. "I have a clerk of the keg and drew out the pocketboo .k. in my employ named Redmond-Philip Redmond. Is The first thing he noticed was the name "Rodney Deerhe--" ing" stamped in gilt letters across the flap. "He is my brother," replied the assistant keeper, with"It is the sick man's pocketbook, after all," he whisout manifesting any particular interest in the matter. jpered. "Jim Redmond seems to be a thief." "Ah, indeed. I was not aware he had a brother. He I George undid the flap and looked into the book. never mentioned that fact to me. I am glad to know you, It contained a number of bills-probably $100 in all-sir. I will go up s tairs, if you will pilot the way." and several papers. Jim Redmond hesitated a moment. The boy looked through each compartment until he He shot a suspicious glance out of the corner of his came to the last. eyes at George Stanton, who was in the act of removing Here he saw a piece of parchment, yellow with age. his oilskins and sou' -wester, and then his look wandered It had such a curious look that George drew it out to over to the keg beneath which he had hidden the red examine it. pocketbook. At that moment he heard the heavy boots of Redmond He seemed loath to leave the room while the boy re-on the iron stairs coming down. mained there. In his haste to close the wallet and return it to its hidThe young skipper noticed both looks, though he did ing place he failed to notice that the bit of parchment not appear to do so. had dropped to the floor until he had put the pocketbook Indeed, there was little that ever escaped the notice of back the keg. his sharp eyes. It was too late then to replace the time-worn document, He would have made an excellent detective, for his so he snatched it from the plank and thru s t it into his powers of observation and deduction were remarkably pocket just as Redmond's head appeared below the level keen. of the ceiling. Redmond, however, saw that he could not well refuse to ,Whether tlie lightkeeper's assistant had seen the action show the visitor upstairs, so he reluctantly led the way up or not Stanton could not say, but he certainly regarded the circular iron stairway which communicated with the the lad with a good deal of suspicion when he stepped into upper regions of the lighthouse. the room. "There's something very strange about that pocketHe made no remark, however, but went over and sat book," mused George, looking at the keg in a thoughtful down on the keg, which he regarded for a moment atten-way. "Something very strange, indeed. .It is none of tively to see if it had been moved. i my business, and yet something tells me that all is' not Possibly satisfied that it had not been disturbed, he right about it. Cail it be that that wallet belongs to the took out his pipe and a package of smoking tobacco and dying man upstairs, and that this Redmond has stolen it started to fill his pipe.


THE LADDER OF FAME. "It's a rough night," he growled out at last, feeling called on to say something. "Yes," answered the young boatman, "one of the rough est I've ever been out in." "Are you a boatman?" "I might be considered as such, and I might not. I own a catboat, in which I often take people out saUing and fishing on the bay. I wouldn't have ventured here on such a night as this only that Mr. Deering was afraid his brother might die before morning, and he was very anxious to see him alive." "He won' t live till'," replied Jim Redmond, gloomily "He's most gone now." "That's too bad," said Stanton, in a sympathetic tone. "I dunno," answered the man, meditatively. "It will probably be a good thing for his little girl." "His little girl!" ejaculated George, in a tone of some surprise. "Yes," nodded Redmond. "He has a daughter about fourteen years old. His brother, who is well off I under stand-a Bo s ton .merchant-will look after her, I guess." "Where is she?" asked the boy, interestedly. R e dmond jerked his thumb upward as if to intimate that she was upstairs with her dying father. "Her mother--" began George. "Dead these ten years," replied Redmond, blowing out a cloud of smoke. "How long has Rodney Deering been on this island?" "Six years. Three as assistant and three as head keeper." "What is the nature of his illness?" "A kind of quick consumption. Caught a bad cold four month s ago, and it's fetched him." Judging from the speaker's manner, he did not seem to be particularly distressed by his comrade's misfortune. At that instant there was heard the soul-stirring cry of a man above, a moment of silence and then a poignant girlish wail floated down to them. George started and looked toward the stairs, while Red mond half rose from the keg, his face turned an ashen hue, and the pipe trembled in his fingers. "What was that?" asked the boy, almost knowing what the answer be. "That!" replied Redmond, recovering himself. "That was Flossie's voice. He's gone, I reckon." "Gone!" answered Stanton, mechanically. "Yes. Dead!" CHAPTER III. "I'LL HAVE YOUR LIFE!" Jim Redmond was right. Rodney Deering was dead after a largely misspent life. Not that he had been a bad man; no, only headstrong n nd impatient of restraint. He had left home when quite young, after a quarrel with his father, and from that day until the hour he tele graphed his condition to his brother Howard at Boston no word had ever been received from him. For some years he was regarded as having passed out of this life; but this impression was not correct. Just why he had refused to divulge his whereabouts to: bis family even after he got his position on Island, in Boston Bay, was a puzzle he did not explain up 'to the moment his breath failed him forever. He seemed to be glad to see his brother when Howard Deering's coming awoke him from his last sleep on earth. What he had to say, during those few precious moments yet remaining to him, had referenC entirely to his daughter, Flossie, who knelt in tearful sorrow by his cot, watching the sable pinions of the Angel of Death close in about her only living parent. The one soft spot in Rodney Deering's heart was filled with his only child. In all probability he would have died without giving a sign of his existence to his family but for her. The certainty of his death brought the problem of her future before him so he sent for his brother Howard. And Howard in answer to his eager appeal promised to ca'l:e for the girl as if she was his own. "She is not penniless," whispered the dying man, with a strange light in his eyes. "No, no; not penniless. You will :find in my red pocketbook-I have it here," and he tore open his shirt and with a feverish eagerness for the wallet that Jim Redmond had stolen from him while he was asleep and Flossie's attention was diverted. He could not find it, and his excitement grew intense. Every :fiber of his attenuated frame trembled. Howard tried to calm him, but he might as well have tried to still the storm that tore around the lighthouse. "Wtere is it?" he almost shrieked. "Where is itFlossie's treasure? My heaven! I have been robbed, and by--" Before he could frame the name of the thief a racking cough seized upon him. He struggled like a madman with it. Then a gush of blood started from his lips, he waved his hands wildly in the air, gasped and fell back-dead. Flossie, with a heartrending cry of grief, threw herself upon her father's body and sobbed as if her little heart would break. Howard closed his brother's glazing eyes, and then tried to comfort the orphan girl, who thenceforth was to live with him. But what words can alleviate such a sorrow as hers at it8 acute stage? It must take its course, and so until the gray dawn lightened up the eastern sky Flossie was inconsolable. Then exhausted nature came to her relief and she closed her eyes in sleep. Soon after George Stanton became aware that Rodney


6 THE LADDER OF FAME --------------------Deering was really dead he began to feel tired and sleepy. He went to the window and looked out. 'rhe rain had stopped and the gale seemed to be break ing up. "Mr. Deering won't want to return before morning," he thought "I may as well go down to the boat and turn in for the rest of the night. So he told Jim Redmond to tell Howard Deering that he: could be found on board his sailboat at the whar.f. The assistant keeper nodded an'd seemed to be relieved at the idea of the boy leaving the lighthouse. George put on his sou'-we s ter, took his oilskins under arm and left the place. Then he took accurate bearings of the spot and stepped on to the wharf, which was close at hand, to go to his boa t An hour afterward a man slouched past that little mound of stones, and stalking stealthily across the whar f stepped on board the Gull. This man was Jim Redmond. Putting l1is ear to the cuddy entrance, which was par- tially open, he li s tened. Seemingly satisfied with the state of thin gs, he pushed the slide wholly back and softly the little cabin. He glided to the bunk where George Stanton lay in a tired sleep and noted his deep breathing with gr eat sati s faction. Curiosity, however, induced him to glance through the Then he took up his clothes, article by article, and \ rinclow when he got on the outside. searched them carefully, but whatever he was in s earch o f Jim Redmond still sat on the keg smoking his pipe, his clid not seem to present itself. t. r e s glued on the door. "What can he have done with it?" he muttered s avageAt l e ngth 11e got up, tilted the keg ana took up the red ly "I am sure he has it, for I saw it in the pocketbook poc ketbook. 'the moment Howard Deering rapped at the lighthouse llc looked cautiou s ly all about the room before he door and I then thrust the wallet under the keg. What 01Jened it. a fool I was not to have retained it about m e; but I was Eag e rly he examined eac11 of the compartments until he afraid Rodney would denounce me to lli s broth e r for the c-amc to the la s t, which he found to be empty moment he missed the paper I knew he wo-uld s u spec t m e, IT c stared at it in a dumfounded of way for sevin which cas e I s hould have bePn obliged to h a v e turned eral moments, then be thre w the wallet o n the floor with my pocket s out to prove my innocen ce. Still, why s hould an angry oath and sprang to his feet. this boy have taken that paper from the wallet? Is it Stanton waited to see no more. bec ause it looks so old and peculiar that it attracted hi s "It must be the bit of parchment I have in my pocket notice? Still I am puzzled how he could hav e known the that he il:l aJ'ter," he said to himself, in an eager whis per. pocketbook was under the keg. I have it!" h e cried, with "\Yhat e arthly u s e can he have for an old time-stain ed bit a smothered oath. "He was looking in at the window at of paper ? I must examine it at the earliest chance and the time and saw me hide it there He is evidentl y no see if I c an find in it the key to his anxiety to possess it. better than a thief himself. It's a wonder he didn t take At any rate, I am glad I have it, for if it has auy value the money, too I wouldn't have cared so much if h e i t is now Flos sie Dcering's right tp benefit by it." had, if he had only left that pince of parchment which i s H e thru s t his hancl into bis pocket, where he had put it, of no u s e to him, but which in my hands--" und Llrew it forth. The young boatman moved uneasily in his sleep and the "I'll place it for safety in my wallet." man drew back into the deeper shadows of the cuddy. H e took 0 ut a small well-worn bla c k pocketbook, reStanton, however, did not awake, and Redmond con-movecl the rubber band and placed the bit of parchment tinned his useless search inside. "1'11 look at it in the morning 11e said as he s tarted to return the wallet to bis pocket. His h a nd s tmck on his hip and the pocketbook flew downwarcl and disappeared in a crevice in the rocks "My gracious!" he exclaimed in a tone of consternation. He knelt clown and tried to insert hi s fingers into the liole, but he c o uld not pu s h them far enough in to even touch the wall e t, which of course he could not see. "What shall do now?" he a s ked himself, not a little dismayed "It would be fierce if I should not be able to recover my pocketbook with that parchment. Wbo knows but it might repre sent a fortune for Rodney Deering's daughter I mus t mark the s pot s omehow and come back her e alter it in the morning." 1-_c a heap of stone s together and made a little :ound. "Curse him!" he cried at last. "What has he done with it?" 'l'he words aroused the boy and he sat up. His sharp eyes showed him that he was not alone. "Who's there?" he demanded, reaching out and gra s)ling the intruder by the sleeve of his jacket. "I'm here," replied Redmond, drawing a cla s p from his pocket and opening it with hi s teeth. "Who are you, Redmond?" "Yes . Jim Redmond." knif e "And what do you want here in the cabin of m y boat?" "What do I want? I want that pie c e o f par c h ment which you took from tl}e r e d pocketb ook I hid un der that keg on the ground floor of the lighthou se. Give it tip or by heaven, I'll have your life l" and he pressed the bl ade of his knife again s t the lad's throat.


THE LADDER OF FAME. .. CHAPTER IV. thing, but it seemed as if something strange was going on in there-something like a struggle between two persons. ST.ANTON STEALS A MARCH ON REDMOND. He took a match safe out of his pocket and struck a light. He was astonished at the sight which met his view. "What !l{e you talking about, Redmond? Are you George Stanton, in very scant attire, was trying to hold c razy?" asked Stanton, conscious that he was in a very hie own against Redmond, who was fully dressed. ticklish position. "What does this mean?" asked Mr. Deering, lighting a "No, I am not crazy, and you know very well what I'm second match. talking about. I \\rant that of parchment, d'ye un His words and presence caused a cessation of the coil.derstand ?" flict. "I haven't any piece of parchment," protested George. Stanton let go of his aggressor and squirmed out of his "You can't lie out of it, yourtg fellow. You looked in reach. at the window, saw lne hide the wallet unde:t' that keg, and "I'll get square with you yet, my young boatman," wl1en r went upstair s with Deering you took advantage of hissed Redmond, satisfied that he could do nothing more m y abs ence to take that wullet out from under the keg just then toward getting his bands on the coveted piece of and examine it." parchment. "You haven't seen the last of this thing by a Jugful." "You s eem to know all nbout it.11 "I do. h With those words he brushed by Deering, pushed his way out of the cabin and left the boat. "All right then, have it your own way." "What's the trouble, my lad?" asked the Boston mer Hand over that. parchmenl:./' hissed Redmon.d. chant, after he had watcl1ed Redmond retire from the "How c an I 11and over what I haven't got?" cuddy. "I s ay you have got it. You ve hidden it somewhere b t th. dd T 11 h ,, d ti k "The trouble is that I woke up to find that fellow in a ou I S c u y. e mew ere or--an 1e spea er h . d tl 1 H ft .. b"t J d th k' f St t k "th tl t f h' ere rummagmg aroun le p ace. e came a er a i pnc rn e s m o an on s nee w1 1e porn o Is f h" h h 1 k f d k tb k k 'f I ff parchment w IC e says too rom a re poc e oo m e. he had hitlclen under a keg in the ground floor room of the "Hold on there, Redmond. You're carrying this joke lighthouse." too far." "A red pocketbook!" exclaimed Mr. Deering, "Y ou l! find this i sn't a joke if you don't do as I his brother s dying words. "The last words my brother you, s aid the man, fiercely. spoke referred to a red pocketbook on which he seemed to "If you don t take that knife away from my throat place great value. He was going to show it to me, when, y ou ll find thi s i sn't a joke either," replied the boy, in a not finding it on his person, where he evidently had been dete rmined tone. accustomed to keep it, he frantically declared he had beoo "Are you goin' to give up that parchment?" robbed by someone whose name he was unable to mention "I can't give up what I haven't got." on account of a violent spell of c'oughing, which ended in "That bluff won't work with me." his death." "I'm not trying to bluff you. I haven't got what ytm're "The thie1' was Jim Redmond, the man who just left a fter." this boat." R e dmond found that he wasn't accomplishing much; "How do you know?" and h e was furiou s "Because I saw a red pocketbook in his bands, and I H e was s ati s fied in his own mind that Stanton knew afterward discovered that the n.ame of Rodney Deering wh ere the precious piece of parchment was, and he was was on the flap." d e t e rmined to make him own up. "Then he must be made to yield it up, since everything H e gripped the boy closer with his left hand while with that belonged to Rodney is now the rightful property of h is right he again prichd George's neck with the _sharp his daughter, Flossie." blad e : "If you will listen, sit, l will tell you how I .came to At that c riti c al n1ot11e11t s teps were 11eard on the wharf. know that Redmond had possession of the red pocketbook." 'l'h e s ound clis tracicrl RedIUohd's attention for the mo "Certainly I will listen to you." m cnt at1d lhe y oung boutmun fully alive to hiB own inter-Thereupon Stanton told Howard Deering all that the c;:lt;, t o o k imm e diat e advantage of the reader is familiar with in respe c t to the stolen wallet up \\'ifh [ (ll upward 1110, ement of one of his an11s he :>eht to the moment George pla c ed the piece of parchment in the knife :;pinning a c ross the cuddy and grasped Red1nond his own pocketbook and then accidentally let it fall into by b oth armti. the hole among the rocks J m ; t the n Howard Deering 1:1lepped :tboard the boat alld De9ring was not only interested, but somewhat excited p0k c d hi s h e ad in at the cabin door. over the recital. As it was pitch dark in the cuddy he couldn't see any "It tn.ust have been the parchment, and not the sma.1.1


8' THE LADDER OF FAME. amount of money in bills, to which m;j brother The parchment contains some valuable secret, otherwise that ra scal, Redmond, would not be so eager to get pos session of it." "'fhat's the way I looked at it, sir. And now, owing to my carelessness, it is liable to be lost. However, I marked the spot with a small pile of stones and am in hopes of recovering it in the daylight. Should I be so fortunate as to be able to do so I shall hand it over to you at once. It would not be safe for me to retai:i;i it a moment longer t11an nece sary, for that fellow believes I have hidden it on tl1is boat, and he will not rest till he has made another and more thorough search." A slight noise at the opening of the cabin caused Stan ton and :Mr. Deering to turn their eyes in that direction, and just in time to see a dark object, which they knew must be the head of Jim Redmond, draw away from it. "The rascal has been spying on us, and he has probably heard every word of our conversation," said George, in a tone of disgust. "I doubt if it will do him much good, so far as getting on the track of the lost parchment, for I did not mention the exact spot where I dropped my own wallet. The best thing you can do is to demand your brother's wallet, containing the money, him. I am a witness to the fact that he has it. Should he refuse to turn it over to you you can threaten him with a1-i-est." thought the boy. "He knows now that I had the parchment and lost it. He is hidden somewhere in this vicinity watching for me to begin the search for my wallet, and if I find it he is prepared to pounce upon me and try to get possession of it at all costs. I think I'll fool him. I'll start for the shore at once1 get the and an other man to come back with me, and then hunt for the pocketbook on my return. With three men on the island he would not dare attack me. Besides, I'll bring over father's revolver as an additional protection. Having decided that this plan was the best, Stanton proceeded to put it into immediate execution. He unmoored the Gull from the wharf, ran up the main sail in a jiffy and steered out into the bay. Hardly had he got clear of the wharf before he saw Red mond running rapicliy down the rocks. As soon as the rascal struck the wharf he saw that the young boatman had escaped him, and so he stopped and shook his fist at him, shouting out some words that the boy could not understand. George paid no attention to the fellow, but laid his course direct for Shoreham village, hidden behind a distant point of land. CHAPTER V. REDMOND SCORES A POINT. "I will do that; but he may defy me. I shall have to remain on the island while you go to the village, notify the government authorities of the death of my brother and bring over an undertaker to take charge of his re mains. The rascal may make his escape in a boat while you are away." The young boatman made good time on his return trip and reached the landing-stage in front of his home a little after seven o'clock. "I shall try to recover my pocketbook before I go . As you will have to remain on the island with Redmond it would be better for :me to take the parchment with me if I find it, otherwi;;;e 11e would certainly attack you to get possession o:f it." "You are right," agreed Mr. Deering. "Take it with you by all means if you recover it. It might be of sufficient value to tempt the scoundrel to murder rue for it while you were absent." :Morning was now beginning to dawn, so the young boat man put on his clothes, as further sleep was out of the question. l\Ir. Deering said he would have to return to the light house to look after bis niece. After .he had gone, Stanton sat on top of the boat's and watched the sky lighten up. By this time the gale had blown itself out. The waters of the bay, however, was still very much agitated and dashed quite noisily upon the rocky shore of the island. The sky was fairly clear of clouds and promised & fine day. George looked around for some sign of Redmondl but he was not to be seen. "I wonder what will be the rascal's next move?" His mother was up and watching for him. With the aid of her husband's spyglass, she had out the Gull soon after she rounded the point, and she then hastened to get breakfast on the table, for she guessed George would have an uncommonly good appetite that morning. She also noticed that the passenger he had carried to the island was not visible in the cockpit, so she judged he had remained at the lighthouse. "Well, mother," her son said in his usual cheery tone, as he entered the kitchen, "you see I'm back all right." "And I thank "heaYen that you are, my boy. I am sure that you fo'imd it a very rough night on the water." "It was, indeed, mother. I uon't think I've ever seen a much worse one afloat. It was a good thing that I car ried Mr. Deering over to the island, for his brother died a short time after we reached the lighthouse." "I am very sorry to hear that," said the little widow, sympathetically. "His name was Rodney Deering, and he has left a little girl of fourteen for his brother to look after." "Then the poor child is an orphan?" "She is. Her mother died about ten years ago." "It is fortunate she has this uncle who is willing to take charge of her."


THE LADDER OF FAME. 9 "Yes, mother. He's pretty well off, I guess. He is a Boston merchant." "The change from the island to a comfortable city home must prove advantageous to the child, though of course she is bound to miss her father. Sit up to the table now and eat your breakfast. Everything is ready and waiting. I dare say you hungry after your sail." "I should say I am. The sea air is uncommonly bracing this morning, and puts a fine edge on a fellow's appetite. Besides, I've got to return to the island as soon as I can." "To bring. back your last night's passenger and the little girl, I suppose." "Probably so; but I've got to carry the undertaker and a coffin over with me, after I have notified the lighthouse inspector of the district that Rodney Deering, who was fhe head keeper of the light, is dead. By the way, mother, Mr. Deering promised me $20 for last night's trip after he saw how rough the weather really was. He looks on it as a great favor that I was 'willing to carry him over in such a gale." "Twenty dollars will come in very nicely at this time." "Indeed it ,will," replied the boy, attacking the viands with a great relish. The boy said nothing about his adventure with Jim Redmond, for that would only worry his mother, particu larly as he was going back to the island where the man was. After breakfast he called on Mr. Mold, the village undertaker, and told him he had a job for him. "Why, who's dead, George?" he asked in some surprise. "The head keeper of the Coffin Island light. I'll take you over to the island in my boat after awl1ile. You'll want to take a coffin, of course." "What size man is he?" "Now you've got me, Mr. Mold. I couldn't tell you be cause I didn't see him. I should think he was about the average size." "I'll take a box over, and fit him with a casket after we bring him back. Who pays the expenses?" "The man's brother, who is over at the island now. He's a Boston merchant." "All right," replied Mr. Mold. "When will you be ready to start?" "Probably in about an hour," replied the boy. "I'll be all ready for you." George had the address of the lighthouse inspector of that district, and he sent him a dispatch notifying him that Rodney Deering had died early that morning. The undertaker and his assistant carried the box to the Gull. "I'm afraid your boat is too small to fetch box back with the corpse in it in the way it ought to be carried. Can't you get a larger boat?" "Well, there's Captain Mason's sloop. Perhaps I can induce him to take us over.'' Tl1e boy went to Captain '.Mason's house and found that he was willing to go over provided there was something in it for him, and that George helped work the craft, as his son and assistant had gone to a neighboring town. Stanton agreed, but before they set off he got his fatl1er's revolver and placed it in his hip pocket, so as to be prepared to defend himself in case Jim Redmond was looking for trouble. They reached the island about half-past ten o'clock and the undertaker and his helper carried the box at once to the lighthouse. Redmond was nowhere to be seen. Mr. Deering told George that the assistant light keeper had been hunting about the rocks ever since he (Stanton) left the island. Of course he was looking for George's lost wallet with the parchment in it, but there was no evidence that his search had so far proved successful. While Mr. Mold and his man were attending to the body of Rodney Deering, Flossie was brought downstairs by her uncle Howard and introduced to Stanton. / She was a very pretty girl, with fair hair and nJit-brown complexion, and a sylph-like figure. Her eyes were red from weeping, and the expression of her countenance was very sad and depressed. Stanton proposed that while the undertaker was getting the dead man ready for removal that they go down to the spot where the lost wallet lay and see if they could re cover it. Mr. Deering agreed. "Do you think you can locate the spot?" he asked, with great interest. "I marked it with a pile of stones. It is not far to the right of the wharf." The stones were found just as George had described them. He removed them and disclosed a crevice in the rocks, at the bottom of which the wallet could be seen. The fissure was too narrow for a person to insert his arm, so George told Mr. Deering that he would have to go down to the sloop and get a boat-hook that he had seen on board. In a few minutes he returned with the article and tried to probe the wallet out. This was no easy job to accomplish, and their attention was so much absorbed in the work that they did not ob serve the cautious approach of Jim Redmond, who had been on the watch behind a rock ever since the sloop made fast to the wharf. "I don't know whether I can get it out or not," said George, after he had failed a dozen times. "It's a most exasperating job." "Let me try," said Mr. Deering. The boy resigned the boat-hook to him, but his efforts were not rewarded with any degree of success. Finally he gave it up and the young boatman took an other try. At the second attempt George succeeded in catching the point of the hook in the rubber band.


10 THE LADDER OF FAME. "I've got it," he said triumphantly, and with the use of I "Drop it!" commanded George, coolly, displaying his a little dexterity he brought the wallet to the surface. revolver and covering the man. "Drop it, or l'll put a "There you are,'' he said, holding it out to Mr. Deering. ball into yo," Before the gentleman could take it, Red111orid dashed Redmond straightened up surprised aPd discomfited at forward, snatched it fro.rQ the boy's hand, 9,nd dashed the appearance of thipgs. away across the rocks with a derisive laugh. It was not & pleasal\t sensation to look into the menacCHAPTER VI. ;wHAT THE PARCHMENT REVEALED. The appearance of Jim Redmond took Mr. Deering and George completely l)y surprise, ancl for a moment they could only stare after the fteoing l'ascal, then the young boatman recovered his self-poRsession and start ec! in pursuit. He was as active as a young monkey on his feet and Reclmoncl soon Raw that lie wns being rapidly overhquled, "I'll lead him away to the eastern end or the island then put his nose out of joint," muttered the scoundrel, as he sprang forward frQm rock to rock, with an occnsional brief glance over his shoulder at his young pursuer. The rascal relierl upon bis greater strength to overcome the boy at the proper moment, then with the parchment again in his posse::;sion he intemlccl to get awa,v from tho island in a small boat, belonging to the lighthonRc, which wa8 ti('(l clown at the wharf. Stanton followed on Redmond's heels with the clogged re:,;ol re i.o wrest his wallet from him at all hazard s He was thoroughly aroused against the fellow's perver sity in trying to clo the daughter of Rodney Doering out of what rightfully belonged to her alone. Redmond presently struck a path. that caniecl him clown to the shore an

THE J,ADDER OF FAME. ll vancing figure of Howard Deering, who had heard the pistol shots and was much concerned for the safety of the brave boy. "Thank heaven you are safe!" exclaimed Mr. Deering, when he came up and grasped the young skipper by hand. "What were those pistol shots I heard?" "'rhey were firecl by me,'' replied George. "By you?" "Yes. I brought ornr my father's revolver thi& trip, for I feared that I might have occasion to use it to defend mys elf against Redmond. Well, it c11me in handy. I came upon the rascal 1lnder the bhtff, I guess he expected to do me up, and I compelled him not only to give up my wallet, but also yoqr brother's poc\rntbook Here it is," and the boy handed it OV\'lf to Mr. Deering. "You are a boy in a thousand," exclahed the m.ercl\ant, "I did not expect to get that pocketbook unless I suc ceeded in rounding that m11n up with the help. of ij, OOI\ stable." While he was s1)eaking George was t11king the parch ment out of his own wallet. He tendered it to Mr Deering. "No one would think to look at that bit paper th&t it was worth taking care of," said the boy . "A:pq yet Red mond has made several strenuous efforts to get it and hold on to it." The merchant contemplated the soiled, cre!J.sed and ancient-looking document with much interest. If was a piece of paper, which from two folds looked to be about six inches one way by four and a half the other, perfectly regular in its oblong shape, 11s though it had been prepared for some purpose. The paper was firm, thick 11nd whole, and seemed like a kind of vellum. "It must be pretty old," Mr. Deering said, thought fully. "No one u&es such materinl nowadays to write upon. It was considerably used a hundred years ago by those who could buy it, scarce and high as it was." "If it was so very expensive," said Stanton, "I should think only in1portant matter would be written on it." "Very likely this contains a secret of some value, or my brother would not have set such store by it as he seemed to qo. There is hardly $100 in money in the red pocketbook. When he spoke of Flossie not being penniless his manner indicated that her expectations represented more than that meager sum. Well, we will open it and see what this wonderful secret ie." He unfolded the bit of parchment with due oare, George watching the operation with intense interest. He natm:ally looked for some remarkable revelation. The Boston merchant was not a little curious himself a s to what the document contained. Having spread it out carefl.l_lly against the smooth face of a rock, they both gazed on it with eager curiosity. To their surprise and great disappointment, nothing met their eyes. The piece of parchment was blank. CHAPTER VII. FROM SHOREHAM VILLAGE TO BOSTON. "Why, there's no writing on it," cried the young boat ll1&n in some astonishment. "It is certainly very singular," said Mr. Deering, gaz ing blankly at the paper. "The writing must have faded." "Then the parchment isn't worth all the trouble it pas caused us." "Apparently not. It is an interesting relic, however, and as such I will keep it. Possibly some chemist might be able to bring out the writing again, for the ink used in olden times was more substantial than our modern article. Still I have no great faith that what was once written on this piece of vellum will ever be revealed." Thus s:peakipg, the merchant refolded the bit 0 parch ment and returned it to the red pocketbook. "Let us return to the lighthouse and help Flossie get her things in order for hiking away," said Mr. Deering, placing the red wallet in an inner pocket of his coat. Half an hour later George and Mr. Deering carried Flossie's small trunk with all her worldly possessions down to the sloop, where the box containing her father's remains had already been conveyed. Jim' Redmond did not reappear until he saw that they were on the point of taking their departure, then George observed him walking toward the lighthou&e. In the offing a government tender was to be seen head ing toward the island from the direction of Boston. With assistance the captain of the s loop hoisted the mainsail and subsequently the foresail. 'l'he ropes which held her to the wharf were then cast loose and she glided away from the island under a fair breeze Flossie and her uncle sat on the extension roof of the cabin, with George Stanton, while Captain Mason steered. Undertaker Mold and his men remained forward with the box. "I am very glad to have met you; Stanton," said Mr. Deering, when the boat was well upon her way. "I d on't think I could have got another skilled boatman to have taken me to the island last night. Therefore, I feel that it is due to you that I was enabled to see my brother before he died. The sum of .$20, which I promised you, scarcely expresses my sentiments, so I shall insist in making it $50." . ) 'fNo, sir I cannot take so much from you for my ser vices. I am perfectly satisfied with $20." "But it is my wish to give you $50 By the time w e land at Shoreham you will have lost the greater part of to-day, and for that you ought to receive some compensa tion." "I think $20 will cover everything, sir," smiled George. The merchant shook his head, pulled out a wellfille d pocketbook and tendered the young skipper of the Gull


12 THE LADDER OF FAME. five $10 bills, which the boy finally accepted with consid erable reluctance, much as the possession of this amount of money meant to himself and his mother at that time. ":Now," continued Mr. Deering, "if there is anything I can do for you hereafter, I hope you will communicate with me," and he handed the lad his business card. "I suppose you do not intend to remain permanently in such 11 small place as Shoreham. A boy of your evident abilities rmght to seek a wider :field of usefulness." "I shou ld like very much to get a start in Boston, or i;omc other large city," said George, voicing the desire that was nearest his heart. "Nothing is easier, if your mind is set in that direction. I will be glad to make an opening for you in my office. I nm about to make some changes that will necessitate my taking on new help. I am arranging to open a branch e s tablishment in New York. I am going to send my chief clerk on there to act as resident manager. He will proba bly take a couple of the other clerks with him. Their places will be :filled by 'promotion, which will naturally create several vacancies at the foot. I should be glad to have you step into one of them." "I am very much obliged to you, Mr. Deering. If I can get my mother's permission for me to go to Boston I will gladly accept your offer." "I will speak to your mother myself, if you and point out the undoubted advantages that would accrue to you by getting a proper start in the world. I should think bhe would have no great objection to moving to Boston hersel.f. There are many nices places to live in the sub urbs of the city, and the electric cars afford quick and satisfactory communication with the business center." "Well, sir, I should be pleased to have you do so. You and l\Iiss .Flossie could stop at our cottage, instead of going to the inn, while Mr. Mold is preparing your broth er's body for shipment to Boston. Will you do so?" "I accept your invitation with pleasure and shall be glad to meet your mother. I think I s,hall be able to con vince her that the proper :field for your talents is the city of Boston." When the sloop arrived at her wharf George Stanton piloted Mr. Deering and his bereaved niece to bis mother's cottage. Mrs. Stanton received her visitor,., with all courtesy and proceeded to make their brief stay as pleasant as possible. She was all sympathy and kindness to the young orphan, and Flossie's heart warmed to her at once. She prepared a nice dinner for them, and during the meal Mr. Deering opened up the subject of the young boatman going to Boston and taking a position in his office. While Mrs. Stanton wf'ts obliged to admit that Shore ham offered comparatively no inducements for an ambi tious boy, she seemed loath to consider the proposition of moving to a Boston suburb. She had been born, brought up and married in Shoreham, and she protei;ted tjrnt no other place would satisfy her as well. "I can understand that feeling very well, Mrs. Stan ton," replied Mr. Deering; "but remember you must con sider your son's future. The world wants just such bright and energetic boys as your boy George is, and it is doing him an injustice to bury him in this antiquated village." 'I'his was putting the matter right up to her in a way that she could not very well evade, and so she promised tri think the subject over, at the same time thanking the merchant for the interest he was taking in her son. At five o'clock a buggy was brought around to the cot tage to take Mr. Deering and Flossie on to the next town, where they would catch a train for the city, a wagon con veying Rodney Deering's body in a casket, enclosed in a plain box, to the station. "I shall expect to hear from you in a few days, Stan ton," said the merchant as they were about to part. "At any rate I keep a place open for you." "Thank you, sir. I hope I shall be able to go to work for you." Flossie cried on leaving, for she had taken a great lik ing to Mrs. Stanton. "Whatever your decision is, Mrs. Stanton," said 'Mr. Deering, "you must call and see Flossie after she is set tled with my family." Then the buggy drove away. That night after tea George and his mother had a serious talk about his branching out in life, but no decision was reached. A day or two later Mrs. Stanton received a letter :from her only sister, a widow, in which the latter said she had decided to remove to Shoreham, so as to be near her, and asked her to look up a small cottage for her and her two children This letter suggested a plan to George. "Mother, why don't you have Aunt Bertha come and live with you? Then I could go to Boston, and you need not leave Shoreham at all. I could run down once a week and remain with you till Sunday night. The distance is not far. Don't you think that such an arrangement would solve the whole difficulty?" "But I don't like to have you away from me for a whole week at a time," objected the little widow, stroking her son's hair. "I should miss you dreadfully." "You'd get used to that, mother, especially as you would know it was for my good. There is nothing in Shoreham for me. I am only wasting my time here. It has been my dream for months to break away from this Yil!age and get out into the bustling world, where fortune is to be made by those who have the grit and determina tion to push their way to the front." "And you would really be contented to go away from mot1rnr and live among strangers, George?" she asked tearfully. "I must do it some day. Why not now, when such a fine opportunity has presented itself," he said, putting


THE LADDER OF FAME. 11 on e arm lovingly about her. "Remember you are not gentleman to go through when he arrived at about ten r e ally losing m e Boston i s only a short distance from o clock. he r e, a n d you will know that I am in good hands when I His time was chiefly taken up run:qing errands, and am with Mr. Deering." this at first was a difficult matter, for he was unfamiliar M r s Stanton, like all fond mothers, hated to part with with the Boston streets, which in the city proper are not he r only s on even under such exceptionally favorable cirthe straightest in the world, although the big fire partially I c um s tan ces; but in the end she yielded to his solicitations. remedied the "cow-path" nuisance of Old Boston. Her s i s t e r a greed to come and live at the Stanton cot-He also assi s ted the cashier and carried the day's deand t h e n George wrote to Mr. Deering that he had pos its to the bank. o b t a in e d his moth e r 's s anction tq 'his coming to Boston. He was likewise at the beck-and-call of the bookkeepers And so te n days later George Stanton became office boy and higher clerks. for Ho w ard De e rin g, and took up his home with a respecGeorge, b e ing naturally obliging and even-tempered, tabl e family in Ea s t Cambridge, not far from where Mr. soon made himsel popular with his associates. D ee ring lived himsel. There was one exception, however, as always seems to be the case in a big office. This exception was Phil Redmond, the brother of Jim CHAPTER VIII. Redmond, with whom Stanton had had the run-in with on Coffin Island. GEORGE ST.ANTON'S EXPERIENCE .A.S OFFICE BOY. Redmond was one of the bookkeepers, a rather goodlooking, dashing kind of fellow, in his manners H o w ard D e ering was g eneral sal e s agent for a big and attire; in fact, he was the best-dressed clerk in the hosie r y mill in a Massa chusetts factory town, and his office. sales room s and c ounting-hou s e was in the heart of BosHe received a very fair salary, out of which he could t o n 's business di strict. easily have saved money had he been of a sensible, provi-His trade h a d grow n e xt e n s ively in the last few years, dent turn of mind, for he had no. family responsibilities to as the p rodu c t h e controll e d b e came more and more in make inroads on his resources. dem and t h rou g hout the country But Phil never seemed to have a cent except on salary H e had jus t est a bli s h e d a branch in N e w York, with a da y foll l i n e o f stoc k wher e here tofore he bad onl y maintained The trouble was Redmond was something of a fast a sma ll s ales offic e with samples on exhibition. young chap. M r D eer ing had taken a gr eat liking for George Stan. He ass ociated with a pretty rapid crowd, and had acto n. quired a number of expensive habits that obliged him to H e saw tha t t4e boy had the making of a smart man in scratch bard to make end s meet. him, a nd h e d e t e rmin e d to pu s h him ahead a s fast as c ir-As a matter of fact, ends did not meet with him and cumsta nces permitted. were getting further and further apart every day. Rea li z in g t ha t the l a d would be brou ght in contact with He fre quented gilded pleasure r e sorts at night, drank ma.ny tempta tion s t o whic h h e lrnd b e en a s tranger in the fre ely, s moked good cigars playe'd the races with varying quiet littl e v ill age o f Shor e ham the m e rchant tried to luck, never missed a good s how, and conducted himself s urround h im with t h e best hom e influence s g e n e rall y as might b e expect e d of a young man about town T o this end h e had p e r s onall y intere s ted him s elf in If he possess ed cas h enough he would have b ten a high secur i n g the boy a good home not far from hi s own, and roller of the first water; but not being so fortunate he had he fu rther invited Geor ge to call at bi s home at l e a s t once to content himself with putting up a s good an imitation a week t o take dinn e r and s p e nd the eve ning. o f the real arti c l e as he was able. T h u s Stanto n c ame into conta c t with Flossie very of.ten, Recentl y h e had taken to gambling to try and better his a n d they soon became v ery warm fri e nd s finan c ial condition. Mr D ee r ing h ad no objectio n to their growing i ntiH e had skill and n e r v e but more often than not he was macy; indeed, h e rathe r en c ouraged it, for he knew that a a victim of sharper men a t this bus iness than him s elf. and pure, lovabl e girl can exe r c ise a powerful influ e nce for I consequently he was graduall y getting d e eper and dee per good over a boy t hrown c on s tantl y in h e r s o c iety. into difficulties a s a goo d part of hi s weekl y wage s went Geor ge fou nd bi s duties a s office boy congenial e nough, to s quar e himself with his c reditors. for he had ma n y c h a nces to l earn the bu s iness Jus t wh y Redmond took a s e ated dislike to George He did not h ave t o ge t down a t an unu s uall y e arly hour Stanton would be hard to e xplain; but the fact remains to sweep ou t as s ome office boys h a d to do, a s the re was a that he did. porter to att end to that. H e was continua1l y finding some fault with the bri ght The fir s t t h i n g h e did every mornin g was to take a office boy. s mall leather b a g a n d go t o the postoffice for the earl y Stanton's growing popularity in the office annoyed him mail, whi ch h e d eposite d on Mr. Deering's desk for that probably because he was not exactly popular himself.


1f THE LADDER OF FAME. At any rate, he lost no opportunity to make life misera"That's all right, but there isn't much th.e.t e s capes him, ble for the lad, as the saying is. just the same," nodded the other bookkeeper in a concluFortunately fo George Redmond was not such an imsive way. portant factor in the establishment that he could do the "Well, that seems to escape him," growled Redmond. boy any great harm. "That kid makes me sick." Flossie, who took her place in Mr . Dearing's household "Why do you call Stanton a kid? I think he's a pretty just as if she had been his own daughter, developed a healthy-looking lad." habit of coming to the city on a Saturday and "He's too fresh." dropping in at the office to see George. "It seems to me that you're down on him for some .At first the object of her frequent visits was not susreason." pected by the employes of the house. "Well, I'm not stuck on him," replied Redmond, with a They were all very much interested in the pretty face sneer. and charming manners of the little orphan, whose recent "What's the matter with him? As :far as I can see he's bereavement, as shown by her black gowns, appealed to the smartest office boy we've had since I've been here." their sympathies. "Bosh!" Her naturally vivacious nature occasionally showed it"All the fellows like him except you." self in flashes through the somber atmosphere which her "I have the right to dislike him if I chose. I don't care father's death had drawn about her. for his face." Every one could readily see that she was bright and "Why not? Now that is just what I do like about him. e:lever, and all the clerks liked to exchange a word with He has got a wonderfully attractive face-a face that in her when she appeared at the office. spires confidence. I'd be willing to trust that b<'y with Phil Redmond, as soon as he found out that she was every cent I posse s s." l\Ir. Dearing's niece, tried to make himself pa!ticularly "You would eh? Then that shows what a chump you agreeable to her; but somehow or another Flossie did not are Don't you know that the records of the police depart fancy him for a cent, and she made no secret of her feelment s how that faces are the most deceptive things one ings on the subject, much to the bookkeeper's disappointcan go by. Tho s e chaps, and he is one of them who look ment and annoyance, for he prided himself on being irre-as if butter wouldn't molt in their mouths, are the ones sistible with the fair sex. who do you up on the quiet, and then light out to Canada The clerks soon began to notice Flossie's partiality for to s ave them s elves :from going to jail." Stanton's society, and then they began to twit him about "I am s ure you wrong Stanton if you entertain any such her. suspicion against him." Of course they did not know that he met her once, and "May b e I do," replied Redmond, with a short, unpleassometimes twice, a week at Mr. Dearing's home. ant :kind of laugh, "but jus t the same I wouldn't take an y George took their fun good-naturedly, and after awhile with him. I am always afraid of church-goer s, they got tired of roasting him. and I unde rstand he attends church and Sunday school It \vas different with Redmond. every Sunday." H:e resented the boy's familiarity with Flossie, the m'ore "'l'hen you ought to fight shy of me, Redmond, for I particularly because he could not help seeing that she liked go to church regularly, and I never missed Sunday-school George better than anyone else. when I was younger." He made remarks about their intimacy to his fellow "There are exceptions to every rule," answered Phil, clerks in a way that showed he was jealous of the office with a sickly grin. boy. "Then you ought to give Stanton the benefit of the "Mr. Deering ought to know about it,'' he remarked doubt and not conde:rpn him before he has done some one Saturday afternoon, when Flossie was talking to thing to warrant your suspicions." George, while he was copying some letters at the press for 'rhe appearance of Mr. Deering in the counting-room the cashiei:. "He wastes a whole lot of the boss's time at that moment caused a cessation in the conversation b e with that girl every Saturday. Look at him now. He's tween the two bookkeepers. been fifteen minutes monkeying over that letter-press and They both noticed that though he looked directly at chinning to her. It ought to be stopped." Stanton and Flossie, whose heads were close together at "I don't know that it is any of our business, Hedmond,'' the moment, he passed them by without a word. replied the bookkeeper he was addressing, who was very :friendly toward Stanton. "It's up to Mr. Deering to find it out for himself. He's got eyes." "Oh, he's up to his eyes in business these days. He doesn't see all that's going on out here. How could he, when he's in his private office most of the time?" CHAPTER IX. DETECTING A CRIME. Time wore on and George Stanton was promoted from office boy to an under clerkship.


THE LADDER OF FAME. He hacl g iven thorough satisfaction ever since he had "Because I uant you to take me out to lunch." been in the office, ancl ;Mr, Deering w as well pleased with "What, right away?" his progress ancl the proficiency he displayed. "Yes, right away." Weathe r permitting, the boy never failed to pay 11is "You didn't come all the way from East Cambridge mother a weekly visit, and once in a while Mr. Deering just to ask me to take you to lunch, did you?" he grinned. permitted Flossie to accompany him, a s she evinced a "Of course not, you foolish boy! I 've been up in the growing attachment for Mrs. Stanton, who treated her retail district shopping. I thought I'd sooner lunch with like a daughter. you than go alone into a so I just came after Stai1ton had been a year in Mr. Deering's employ when you-there!" he was transferred from the main room to 'the cashier's ''You have certainly done me a very great honor, .Flos-department. sie," said George, smilingly; "but I'm not sure I can get Re was given a desk back of the cashier in tho bra ss -off right away. Mr, Richards, the cashier, usually goes wired enc lo su r e whic11 heretofore had beon sole 1 y occupied to lunch before me, and he hasn't started yet." by that important emp l oye "Thon I'm going to ask him to let you go first to-day. Part of George's new duties was to go o\1t and interI'm sure he'll oblige me." view people who wero behind in their paymne h0 a11d to "That would hardly be fair to take advantage of his make coll ections. good nature." In this lino he soon proved remarkably succ:essfu l, "But I want to go now she persiste11, with a little bringing in more money than his predecesso1, who had I wilful pout, for sh e was now accustomed to have pretty oc cupi e d a de s k on the outside of the enclos ur e much of her own way with her uncl e Howard, who had Stanton on friendly terms with Qll the clerks grown very fond indeed oi his dead brother's child. except Phil !'Here's .Mr. Richards now. I'll speak to him." He and Phil never spoke except when bl1srness comStantbn stated the case and the cashier told him he pell e d them to, and then their intercourse was of the \could go to lunch then. btiefcst kind. d 1 d There happened to be no one in the counting-room at Geor00-e was now eighteen and Flossie had eve ope ; that moment but Phil Redmond. into a lovely miss of .fifteen. I He l ooked unusually tired and haggard, as if he bad The two were almo.t inseparable-that is, they were been up all mght. never tired of being in eac h other's soci ety. 'l'he girl c ontinued to viRit at i h e office, but not as ofte n There was a restless, lnmtecl l ook in his eyes, too, that a s before. seemed to indicate that hio: mind was ill at ease. One day Floss i e nppearc jmwture the telephone bell rOJlg. s ide, "I'm not telling everything J know." The office boy, who waR eating his frugal lunch in the "That's a very wis e resolution," he l!rughecl. neighborhood of the booth) avswered the rii1g. "Are you very bu y ?" she askec1. Arter hearing what the voice at the other end of the "I am alway s bus y during office 11mirs, Flossie." wire wanted, h e 'told the person to ]1o1d the wire and "I mean are you very busy at this moment?" she perRtarted for the cashier's pen . F-i s ted -"Mr. Tiicharclt>," snid the boy, f'there's a man on the "Why do you ask that question?" 'pl1one wJ10 wants to sec ,1bout an important order which


11 THE LADDER OF FAME. he says has not been delivered according to promise. Mr. Deering is not in, so I guess you'd better talk to him." "I guess I had," replied the cashier, coming out of the enclosure and slamming the wire gate to after him. The gate to the enclosure was provided with a spring catch, which always it secure, so that the cashier was obliged to use a key to himself in. 'fhis was nece s sary precaution during business hours, a:; Mr. Richards frequently left his den for one reason or another, leaving his safe open and his money drawer in the desk unlocked. Of course was not much danger that any one but Stanton, whose desk was within the en.closure, and who also carried a key to the lock, would attempt to enter the cashier's domain. None of the other clerks bad any right there. Besides, any one in the counting-room could have seen an intruder had he made an attempt to go in there. Still, as we have remarked, it was considered a neces sary precaution to have the spring catch on the door. On this occasion Phil Redmond was looking directly at the cashier's enclosure in a dreamy kind of way when Mr. Richards slammed the door to, as we have seen. For some reason or another the catch on this occasion did not grip as usual, and the door swung open an inch and remained so. Mr. Richards, being in a hurry to reach the phone, did not notice what happened, but Redmond did, and a pecu liar alert expression sprang into his eyes. He glanced about the empty counting-room and listened for a moment intently. The coast was clear apparently. The fact of the matter was, Phil Redmond needed a certain sum of money badly. He needed it to prevent the exposure of certain things he was connected with, which exposure might ruin him by leading to his discharge from his situation, in spite of the lt1lgth of time he had been with Mr. Deering. He had been taxing his brains for the past week in a fruitless effort to devise means to secure the money in question. He had about reached the despairing stage, and was wondering how he would come out of his difficulties, when the failure of the spring in the cashier's door to cafoh most unexpectedly pointed out a way for him to secm:e the money he It was a desperate expedient, it is true, but Redmond was fceiing desperate enough j-qst then to attempt most anything. It was a rare

THE LADDER OF FAME. 17 "You're a liar!" snarled Redmond, taking a step to w ard the office door. "I'm not a liar, for I had my eye on you all the time." How could you, when there was not a soul in the c ounting-room?" You forget the door of Mr. Deering s private room. 'l'hat was partially open and I was in there with Miss Flossie." "Curse you! Take that!" Redmond, white with fury, struck the boy a heavy blow in the face, knocking him down, and attempted a dash for the door. Stanton, however, recovered himself in time to grasp the rascal around the waist and a desperate struggle ensued. CHAPTER X. SWEETHEARTS. The struggle outside the counting-room immediately attracted notice, and both the cashier, who was leaving i h e booth at the moment, and Flossie ran out to see what w;i.s the matter. "If you will search Mr. Redmond you will find a bundle of money on his person which he took from your cash drawer." "Impossible!" ejaculated Mr. Richards. "How could he reach the cash drawer? I was only away from the enclosure a moment, and the gate was locked." ''Nevertheless I saw him pull open the gate, steal into the place and grab a bunch of money. He cannot deny it." "Is this true, Redmond?" demanded Mr. Deering, sternly. The bookkeeper was silent, but his face admitted his guilt. "Look into your drawer, Mr. Richards, and see if the money is missing," said the lrnad of the house, quietly. "There is no occasion to do that," sullenly spoke up Redmond, putting his hand into his pocket. "I admit my guilt. There is your money," he held the roll of bills out to the cashier, who mechanically accepted it. suppose I shall have to go to jail for this, so the sooner it is over with the better." "Why did you take that money, Redmond?" asked Mr. Deering, more in sorrow than in anger. "Because I needed the money." "Are you so badly off you must steal?" A policeman who was standing in the corridor outside "I am," replied the culprit, gloomily. a l s o ran in to investigate the disturbance. "Walk into my office Redmond. I'd like an explanaRedmond had fastened his hands on Stanton's throat t f thi tt ,, d t t h k h" t l h. h ld wn o s ma er. an was ryrng o c o e im rn o re easrng is o upon, . h is person. I have none to give you. I have rumed myself, and Trl e combatants swayed about, each desperately bent !s a.ll there is it." on accomplishing a certain purpose. I d to talk with you any rate. I_ am very sorry As soo:Q. a s Flossie recognized that George was one of this has occurred. I not it of you after them, and that he was seemingly getting the worst of the } our many years of service m my. office. encounter s he screamed and rushed to his assistance. R e dmond uttered a reckless httle laugh, glared savThe officer, however, stepped in ahead of her, and at Stanton, and then followed his employer into his grasping Redmond's two hands tore them away from the pmr ate room. boy's neck. "I suppose I had better remain, hadn't I?" suggested "Don't let him get away/' gasped Stanton, as he sank the policeman. back exhausted and panting for air. "I think you had," replied Mr. Richards. "I should be "Oh, George! Dear, dear, George!" cried Flossie, glad to hear your account of this unfortunate affair, Stan throwing her arms impulsively about his neck and burstton," he added, turning to the boy. ing into tears. "What has he been doing to you?" George made his statement, which of course was very Stanton offered no objection to her embrace, but he brief. made no reply, for he could scarcely speak. "I can't understand how Redmond opened that gate," At that exciting moment Mr. Deering enterea.the office. said the cashier in a perplexed tone, "unless he has been H e was astonished at what he saw, and of course wanted contemplating his crime for some time and had a key an explanation. made to :fit the R e dmond, 'after making an struggle to get "Are you sure that you shut the gate when you went to away from the policeman, gave up the fight and stood sulthe 'phone, sir?" lenly awaiting his fate. "I am positive that I did. I remember hearing it "What's the meaning 0 this, Redmond?" asked the behiri.d me." cas hier, clearly surprised at the situation, while Mr. Deer"Then he must have had a key," said the boy. ing also s howed hi s astonishment in his eyes. "I'll show you how I slammed the gate,'' saia the cashier The bookkeeper made ri.o reply, since he had none that when he and George returned to the counting-room. -\\' ould. s tand muster. He opened the gate with his key and tlaen shut it to as The n it was that Stanton, releasing Flossie's arms from he had done when he was called to the booth. his neck, made his charge. Then to his surprise the mystery was unraveled, for the


18 THE LADDER OF FAME. gate failed to catch and remained open one inch on the rebound. "That accounts for it. We must get a locksmith at once, for the lock is evidently out of order." Mr. Deering called the officer inside, told him he had decided not to press a complaint against his recreant book keeper, and dismissed him with a $5 bill. Phil Redmond never returned to his desk. He was quietly dismissed from his position and another clerk was promoted to fill his place. Mr. Deering told Stanton and h'is cashier to say noth ing about the affair, but to leave the ofoer clerks to be lieve that Redmond had resigned of his own accord. The matter having been thus permanently dispo s ed of, Stanton took Flossie out to their belated lunch, and he did not fail to tell the blushing girl how much he thought ()f her for making that effort of coming to his aid. Stanton was rather glad than otherwise that Phil Red mond was out of the office, because he had long s ince given llp the idea of ever getting upon a friendly foo.ting with the bookkeeper. Flossie was also pleased to think l1e was gone, becaus e she did not like his face. None of the office force regretted his departure, b e eause nobody liked him much So, on the whole, he was not missed e ven a little bit. Flossie's unpremeditated demonstration that day in the office had duly impressed Stanton with the cheerful ide a that the girl really thought a good deal more of him than appeared even on the surface. He hoped this was true, as he lrnd come to think a good deal of Flossie himself, and young as lie was he had built air castles concerning the future in which the charming little miss :figmed conspicuously. Thinis went along in the office very nicely now as far as Stanton was concerned. He seemed to be growing smarter ancl brighter every day, and Mr. Deering was corresponclingly well pleased. Thus another year passed away and George, now eigh teen, was trying to coax the down on his upper lip into sometliing that faintly resembled a mustache. Flossie had also advanced another year on the road of life, and was now sweet sixteen. Stanton continued to call on Flossie at least once a week with unfailing regularity. On one ol these occasions he learned to his dismay that bf; was about to lose her for a time. Flossie imparted the intelligence, with tears in her eyes, that Uncle Howard had arranged to send her to com plete her education at a well-known boarding school for young ladies, situated fifty or sixty miles from Boston. "Isn't it too mean for anything that I shan't be able to see you at the office any more after next week," s he said, with a little lump in her throat. "But that isn't the worst of it. You won't see me Thursday nights any more after next week," said George 11oberly, feeling as if life would soon not be worth livini. "Will you miss me?" s he askecl, her pretty eyes ji].ling up. "Will I? You can just bet I shall. You are the one friend I think the world of, anq when you leav e Boston I 8han't care much whether school keeps or "Do you think so much of me as all that? s he a s ked, wistfully. "I think more than that of you," said Stanton, stoutly. "I like you next to my mother. I like you jus t a s mu c h a s if you was my real sister. Don't you wish you was my sister?" Flossie was going to utter yes when it s uddenly oc curred to her that another girl in that case would be s ure to take him away from her some time, and s h e didl\'t fe e l as i:f s he wanted to give him up at all. "You must write to me once a week, Flossie," he said, afte r they had talked the matter over a little while, "and I'll write twice a week to you." "I'll write twi c e a w e ek, too," s aid the girl eagerl y s miling tm:ough her tears. "Maybe you won't have time to do that, so I ll only a s k you to promise me one letter a week, but that one I'll expect." "I promi s e," s he replied; "but you'll write me two, won't you?" "Sure I will." "As I'm going away a week from next Monday, you come and see me Sunday1 and Tue s day, and Thureday and Sunday again. iVill you?" "Of cour s e I will." B e fore Stanton went i:iway thnt evening he s aid that on the whole he was glad s he wasn't his sister, That h e'd mu c h pref e r to have her for his sweetheut. \V ould s h e be his sweetheart? Flo s sie blushed, smiled and said she would. Then Geoige kissed her, said she was the !\nest little girl in the worl

THE LADDER OF FAME. 19 'rhis was an unexpected and important advancement for the boy, and he was taken quite h.v surprise. "I should like to go very much, sir, if you think I am competent to fill the position satisfactorily," replied George. "I haven't any doubt about that whatever," saiJ }fr. Deering. "Well, we will look upon the matter as settled. You had better write to your mother about if at once. When you go down to Shoreham on Saturday you can re main a week and then I shall send you right on to you_ new duties." Mrs. Stanton did not like the idea at all of having her son go so far away as New York, but as the die was cast, and the change too important for the boy to miss, she yielded to the inevitable. Two weeks later George Stanton reached the metropolis of America and gazed upon the skyscrapers and other wonders of the biiJ city for the first time. He went t;o board with a very nice family in Harlem, near One Hundred and Twenty-fifth street, and it was not very long before he began to .feel quite aii much at home in his new surroundings as he had in East Cam bridge. other clubs, generally purely political in character, some of which he accepted. At a grand ratification meeting, held at the rooms of the district headquarters, he listened to the first political speeches he had ever heard in his life. This style of oratory rather fascinated him, and he was easily induced to accompany a party of friends who had volunteered to visit different sections of the district in an express wagon, rigged up with painted cloth signs, and a c;:; ple of gasoline torches, and "speil" for the club's Aldermanic candidate. Stanton wasn't expected to make any remarks himself, as he had not been coached in the campaign issues, but he bad charge of the literature, and was relied upon to sec that none of the naughty streets boys who favored the opposition tore off or disfigured the candidate's litho graph. He listened very intently to the speeches made by his friends and other more important orators that were occasionally introduced, and soon was letter-perfect in all the important points advanced by the party whom the alder manic nominee represented. A few days before election there happened to be & He fiOOn with some very congenial young dearth of speakers on the express wagon, and Stanton vol men whQ hved i his most of whom were unteered to help fill the awkward void. memberfi of a select social club that had on Seventh He was permitted to do so, and his first political speecli avenue. )surprised not only himself but the two club friends who He was proposed as a member and duly elected. 'were on t110 cart with him. The Manhattan Social and Literary Club soon developed l "Y 11 t th d St t th diet f 1 . b' f ou re a o e goo an on, was e ver o a po it1cal ias m avor of a gentleman well J.mown in the h" h h t d d th tart d . . is compamons, w en e sa own an e wagon s e distnct who was a candidate for nommat10n for the Board f th t h ld f th t d. f Ald or ano er corner o o or o a new au 1ence. o ermen. "You've got the issues of the campaign down fine. Who 'l'he club gave an entertainment once a month, every other one of which,. being a "stag" affair, went U.nder the name of a "smoker." It was at one of these "smokeis" that the name of the gentleman who had the office "bee in his bonnet" was brought forward, eulogized and a resolution introduced and carried that the club support him in the event of his the nomination. This was Stanton's first insight into politics, and thenceforward he became very much interested in the outcome of the matter. Finally the gentleman in question received the nomina tion, whereupon tbe club members got busy to help secure his electiop. at the polls. Stanton was of very little use m that direction, as he was a comparative stranger in the district, and such people as he knew were friends of the candidate. But there were other ways he could help along the good cause, and as be proved both a willing and enthusiastic worker, he made himself well liked in the club. He was i:titroduced to the candidate, with whom he had the honor of shaking hands, and from whom he received words of thanks and encouragement. He received invitations to attend "smokers" given by coached you?" "Nobody," replied the boy. "I've kept my ears open and took in all I heard you fellows and the other speakers talk about." "Upon my word," remarked one of tlie two, admiringly, "you didn't miss anything of any consequence. If our aldermanic candidate lrnd heard you put it all over his opponent he would have been tickled to death. iYou've got a fine voice all right, old fellow. It's a pity we didn't have you on the stump from the start-off." They put him forward at all the other stopping places, so that he made six speeches that night. After that Stanton spoke the remaining nights of the campaign, and was highly complimented by various pro fessional speakers who heard him. On election day he was appointed as one of the "watch ers" at the polls, and it was noticed that he proved to be one of the most earnest and consistent workers fot the organization that supported the club's aldermanic candi date. He carried the results of the election district at which he had served to the club rooms where the candidate re ceived the "returns."


20 THE LADDER OF FAME. It seemed a pleasur e for him to report that in that dis-He attended s trictly to business during office hour s trict the candidate had a clear majority of the votes cast. never mistakes, and was considered the star clerk of about midnight, ,whe n it bec ame clear that' the branch. their man had been ele cted, a proce s sion was formed, He maintained a regular correspondence with Flos s ie, headed by a band of mu s ic, which had been e ngaged as who often bewailed the fact that he was so far away from soon as it. became evident that things were coming their her. way, and that the alderman-elect at the head of the line, They met, however, during the Christma s holida y s, and the club members and oth e r enthu sias tic partisans George and his mother being guests at Deering home walking behind, Stanton and his associates paraded the for a week, and a very happy time the two young people principal streets of the di strict a rid made Rome howl for had together, renewing their vows of eternal constancy. a c ouple of hours, at the end of which the successful gentleman "set 'em up" for everybody. The electfon was now a thing of the past and politics was releg:ited to the background once more in the club, but Stanton did not forget his small elocutionary tri umphs, and resolved to be there with both feet the next time his services should be called upon. In fact, politics had in that brief time acquired such a fascination for him that h e joined the regular district organization, at the sug g estion of the captain of bis elec tion district. During the winter the organization, to keep the interest of the voters alive, gave monthl y "smokers" at which entertainment was provid' e d by professional vaudeiville talent, intersp e r s ed b y thrce-r o nnd bouts by clever amatem boxers, of whom a s pir e d to pugili s tic honors. George never failed to attend these affairs, and at the last one he was induced to get up on the platform and make a speech on the politi c al situation generally. This was his first notable effort in that line, and he acquitted himself with such general satisfaction that he was recalled to say a few words more. Many of the prominent politicians of the di strict were present on the platform pn this occasion, and they were so favorably impres s ed with his oratorical powers that they made a note of the fact with the view o:I' u s ing this bud ding Demosthenes when the occasion presented itself. The leader of the district had Stanton introduced to him, and he in turn made the boy known to the other big lights, 11..nd it was generally admitted by the knowing ones that the lad was a comer. Before spring came around every voter in the district had either seen or heard about young Stanton, and he hai actually become quite popular, although he was unaware of the fact. When he entered the organization clubroom of a night at least half of those present nodded to him in a familiar way, while the leader and his aides always had a pleasant word to exchange with him. His attractive p e rsonality had of course a great deal to do with this popularity. He had such a sbciable way about him and seemed such a good listener when any one was airing his private senti ments that no one could fail to like him. During all this time Stanton gave great satisfaction to the manager of Mr. Deering's New York office. CHAPTER XII. STANTON BECOMES CAPT.A.IN OF HIS DISTRICT. In the latter part of the of May Stanton receive'd a letter from the leader of the assembly district asking him to call at his house. Wondering what 'the big politician wanted with him, George made the visit. "I should like to have you accept the captaincy of your election Stanton," said fue leader. "I find that you are a smart young fellow, well up in local politics, and by long odds the most popular person in your immediate neighborhood. What do you ?" "Wb;lt s the matter with Murray, the present captain?" asked George. "He has just handed in his resignation. He is going cut West." "I hardly think I am equal to the responsibilities of the pos ition. Besides my business-. -" "This won t interfere with your regular business in the l e a s t. I can guarantee that. We want men for captain s who are w e ll liked, and who show some energy in handling their districts. You have been recommended to me b y s e v eral of the members of the Manh .attan So c ial Club with which you are connected. But I ma y al s o sa y that I have had my eye on you for some tim e a s a promi sing young man of my district who deserv es to be e ncourag ed. I wish you to understand that our or g anization appre ciates and rewards s uch services as you have already ren dered us." "But, sir, I have had no experience as a captain." "That's all right. Murray will take you in hand and put you next to all that you require to know. Then it will be up to you to make a good showin g You will re ceive all the help from me that I can render. You will, of c ourse, be handicapped by the fact that your di strict shows a majority in favor of the opposition. This m a jority was at one time much greater than it is now. Mur ray su'cceeded in cutting it down some what and I hav e n o doubt but that you will do even better. At any rate I have decided you are the man for the place, and I want you to accept it."


THE LADDER O.F FAME. )1 "Will you give me a little time to consiuer my answer?" "Certainly, if you insist, but I shall be much disap pointed if you turn the offer down "I will let you know inside of a week." "Very weli. I shall be at the General Committee rooms next Wednesday at eight o'clock. Let me have your reply then." "Very well, Mr. Partridge. The first thing George did was to call on Murray, the present captain, and have a talk with him. He wanted to find out just what would be expected of him, then he would be able to figure as to whether he thought he would able to fill the bill or not. "Oh, you won't have any trouble at all, Stanton. I'd take it if I was you. It will give you a standing with the organization and help you to a job if you ever want one. The leader himself has got to treat his captains well if he expects to keep at the head of the district. Partridge is liable to have a contest at the next primary in September, and it isn't impossible but he may be turned down. It all depends who goes up against him." "Well, let me know what I have to do as captain." 1 "Sure," replied Murray, who then proceeded to outline the more important things an election district captain has to look after. "Partridge will take you around to the Harlem Police Court and introduce you to Magistrate Dunne. It's handy tn know him sometimes when one of your voters gets into a little difficulty that lands him at the station and he is afterwards ):irought before the court. For instance, the other day Janitor McNulty, of the Bensinghurst Apart ment House, in my district, laid a man out with a club, and the fellow had him arrested and swore he'd put him But he didn't. McNulty sent for me to come to the police station. I found him in a cell and had a talk with him. On his own showing the case a little difficult of adjustment; but I wasn't discouraged. I had a talk with the sergeant at the desk, and he assured me McNulty was sure to go up the river. That didn't seem encouraging, did it?" "No," admitted Stanton. "Well, after I had got hold of all the facts, I called upon the chap whose bead had been opened up and found him in a very bad humor indeed. I talked to him awhile and finally convinced him that it would be to his interest not to press the complaint. I assured him that McNulty had a good pull and would get off with a fine. Instead of having the city collect the fine, which I thought would be about $10, I suggested that he accept that amount and an apology from McNulty and call it off. He agreed, and so next morning when the janitor was brought up in court be was discharged at my request because the man was not in court to maintain the charge." George grinned at this little story, and thought Murray was quite a diplomat in his way. "As captain you will have a little patronage to dispose of in the way of appointing two election inspectors; a poll clerk and a ballot clerk. These little jobs are much sought alter by persons who wish to evade duty, and cannot con scientiously swear that neither they nor their wives are not worth more than $250, either in personal property or real estate. Then on election day you will employ six or eight helpers to stir up lazy voters, and attend to such other work as you will .find necessary for them to do. On the night before election the leader will furnish you with funds necessary to cover these expenses. Some captains hold out a part of this as a personal perquisite; but I never do, as I always find uses for the whole of the money The captains are not asked for an accounting, for it is pre sumed the money is spent as intended." Murray told Stanton a lot more on the subject, and the boy went home with his head full of details and p o i nter s, all based on the present captain's personal exper i e nc( i n the district. Stanton on the following evening consulted with many of his club members, and they all advised him to take the captaincy if he had a real leaning toward politics So on the following W ednes1day night he went around to the General Committee rooms at eight o'clock. Leader Partridge had not yet arrived, but the secreta ry of the organization had a confidential talk with him and seemed to be much pleased that he had 'decide d ro accept the captaincy on trial. Partridge didn't show up till nearly nine. There was a mob of small politicai heelers and o t h ers waiting to buttonhole him, and it was some time be fore George got a chance to speak with him. At length Partridge called him over and asked him what decision he had arrived at. "I'll accept your offer conditionally, sir "All right. What are the conditions?" "That if I find I can't handle the district as w ell as I think I ought to you will accept my immeqiate r es igna tion "I don't think you'll have a n y trouble makin g g o od. Have you seen Murray?" "Yes, sir." "He put you up to the inns and outs of the job:, d idn't he?" "He did." "He didn't say anything to discourage y ou?" "No, sir "Come into the office." Stanton followed the -leader into his sanctum, wliere the secretary had his desk, and our hero was duly enrolle d as captain ot the ---election district of the -the appointment to take effect in a few days. Thus George Stanton took his first step up the political ladder, which eventually was to prove a ladder of fame to him.


THE LADDER OF .FAME. CHAPTER XIII. ON NAHANT POINT. On the first of August Stanton was twenty and he re ceived a three weeks' vacation. He went directly to Sl10reham and spent the .first week with his mother. The other two weeks Flossie expected him to spend in her society at the Deering cottage at Sandwich Beach, Nahant, on Massachusetts Bay. It was once the most fashionable watering-place in New England, but after the destruction of the big hotel on the point the tide of pleasure-seekers went elsewhere, largely to Swamscott. The Deerings liked Sandwich Beach because it had all the advantages and none of the disadvantages of a summer resort The long beach was hard and smooth, shelving gently and with a splendid sm:f. The picturesque cottages and villas gave it a gay ap'l b h G ] pearance. h t oug eorge 1ad had little to do with for three years, he had not forgotten his old-time skill in It was Lhree o'clock when the Gull pulled in at a wharf, handling a sailboat. and George ll1!\de her secure. The Gull had been leased to a fisllerman during its It was but a short walk from there to the Deering cot young owner's absence, but the boy easily obtained postage, and the two visitors were received by their friends of her or a fortnight's mm, as he intended to sail with open arms. ore1 to Sandwich Bei:ich in her, and use the craft for little George and Flossie took a short walk together, and excursions with Flossie as the chief, if not sole, attraction. finally joined tl\e afternoon batlwrs \s DI rs. Stanton had also been invited to spend the balAfter disporting a sho:rt time in the Yery light sur auce of the season at the Deering summer cottage, she I dressed and reached the cottage in time to dre s s for prepared to a ccompany her son on the Gull. dinner. "Well, arc you all ready?" asked George at After the meal eve1y oe sat oi1t on ihe veranda until nine o'clock on :Monday morning, as he came downstairs it began to grow dark, when George and Flossie once more wHh his suitcase in his hand. wandered off together. "Y cs, my son," she replied. "You may cany that This time their stroll led them towards the rocky blt\ff, s111all tn:wk clown to the boat, and by the time you l'eturn which rears its head 150 feet above the level of the bay. I will have my bag ready." "Do you know, George, it seems ages and ages ago that J.Mteen minute,; later the Gull left her whar1' and headI first saw you on Coffin Island," the girl said, as she ed for the point. clung to the boy's arm. An hour <1nc1 a half later s11e was off Coffin Island, with "Why, it's only three years." its gray lighthouse shining in the morning sunshine. "They are three very long years." It was nearly noon when they passed to the south of "They haven't seemed so long to me. I was remarking Deer Island and entered the big bay. to mother, while we were eating our lunch within plain The wind bad been so light that it had taken the Gull sight of this beach, that it appeared almost like yesterday mor,I'! than two hours to sail about seven miles. when I was last sailing in these waters aboard the Gull. "At this rate it will take us half the afternoon to reach 'I'.hen I was merely an every-clay boatman with no pros the beach," said George impatiently. "I guess we'd better peets. Now I hope I am on the high road to fame and pipe to lunch, mother. What have you got in the profortune." Yision basket?" "Why, are you really looking forward to becoming fa-" Some sandwiches, a sma1l 1Jie and a piece of cake, with mous some clay?" she f!Sked, with a smile. a bottle of milk." "Why not? l think it's a great thing to make a name "All right. Spread 'em out on the half-deck. I'll tie for yourself as \vell as mere wealth. I should like to be the tiller so as to keep her head to the wind and then we'll something above the average. Por instance, if I could be luneh. This is like old times. To say the truth, although come President of these United States, it would suit me I haYcu 't been out herein three years, and that's a good very well indeed." long time, it seems as if it was only yesterday that I put "Why, the idea!" and the girl gave lltterance to a ripi1! at Swarnscott to escape a heavy blow, because I was pl laugh. "Do you really aspire as high as that?" l(a

.. Tll.E OF : FAME. 23 L i 1 t in the end the office of an United States Senator woukl be what I should covet." "'l'hen you'd have to live in "For a part of the time, yes. I suppose that would suit you, wouldn't it?" "Me! Why, what would I--" "You'd have to live where your husband did." "My husband!" she exclaimed in some confusion. "That's what I said. I thought it was understood between us that you were going to marry me some clay. Have you changed your mind?" Flossie blushed and looked down on the sand. "Are you sure that you really want me to?" she asked softly. -"Say, Floss, how many times do you want me to answer that question? Nearly a year ago, a few nights before you f:'tarted for your boarding school, I told you that you were the only girl in the wide world that I cared for. I meant it, just as I mean it now, and as I sha 11 mean it a year or a dozen years for that matter, from now. Of course if yon want to back out you "ve a right to clo it. If yol1've s een some fellow you like better than me--" "But I haven't, George," Flossie protested, with burning cheeks. "Well, I'm glad to hear it, for I shouldn't care a rap whether I llYecl or not if you wc11t back on me." "I'll never--" She broke ofl'. with a suppressed scream as two men sud denly jumpecl out into the path before them from behind the s helter of the rocks at thC' extreme encl of lhe poipt whicl1 they bad unconsciously reached. 'l'he actions of the two men were decidedly menacing. 'l'hat, coupled with the fact that this spot was the most lone s ome at that hom in all Nahaut, maclc the encounter particularly unpleasant. "What do you want?" clcman.rmined tone. "If you lay n hand on either of us il will be at your own risk." "Yon folk big, yonng fellow,'' laughed Jim R edmond,. faun tingly; "hut you'll fi11cl that wind don't go down with 'Ye both owe you a grudge or 1011g Rtanding. You did me out or cl fortune and my brother ont or a job and a wad of money. Now the time hm; come when yon 've got to squal'e up ;;ee ?" ''Yim ought to have been grateful fht1t Mr. Deering did not: prosecute you ior robbing his hrot her of that red pocketbook. In any c:aRc it would have clone yon little good The piece of parchment which yon thought so val-11uble mnmmted to nothing, ior there was no writing OJl ii.." ThC' ma11 laughed mockingly. "It was of value to me. Perhaps Deering has save d it ni; a cmiosi ty; if so, he ca11 lrnnd it over to me with a iew hones that we need in exchange for his niece." "What clo yon mean, yon raRral ?" cried Stanton, ang-rily. "I mean that now we Ree a clrnnrc of getting a hold on the old man we're goin' to make the most of it. This young lady wm go with us and stay with us till her uncle antcR up the parchment ancl a thousaud plunks. Then we'll let her go. As for you we'll let you off this time so you can carry our message to him, and you can thank your


THE LADDER OF FAME Jue:ky stars that I've changed my mind about layin' you out." On hearing these words Flossie clung iJ?. terror to her companion's arm. "Don't be frightened, Flossie," whispered George, re:u:>suringly "These rascals shan't moles'; you as long as I can prevent it, and I fancy they'll hav1 their hands full trying to polish me off." 'rhe gaunt and haggard appearance f the ftedmond l.rothcrs had given the boy the idea that iliey were not as formidable as they looked, and consequently he believed lie was a match them both. But Stanton underestimated his opponents, as he pres ently discovered to his chagrin Their desperate situation, and the prize they saw within ca y reac11, nerved the two rascals to complete their purpoi:;e at all hazards. While Phil Redmond advanced to secure Flossie, Jim Redmond closed with Stanton The girl uttered a thrilling scream, while George made a plucky fight in her defence. Phil dragged Flossie away from her young protector, clapped one hand over her mouth to stifle her cries, and then bore her off of sight around the bluff. Stanton, furious at the success that seemed to be at tending the scoundrels, fought with all the energy he was capable of, beating Jim Redmond almost to a standstill and preventing him from making his escape But at the moment victory was in his grasp his foot slipped on the damp rocks and he went down head fore most, striking his forehead a: blow against a sharp rock that partially stunned him. Jim Redmond, his face puffed and bleeding from the pummeling he had received, took instant advantage of the opportunity thus afforded him, and when Stanton pulled himself together a minute later his antagonist had dis appeared. "The rascals!" he muttered, as. he got upon his feet and wiped the trickling blood away from his forehead. "They've carried Flossie off. But they shan't escape me as long as I have breath in my body. I'll follow them and wrest her from their grasp at every hazard." He knew that Jim Redmond must have followed his brother around the bluff. That was their only safe path to escape observation for the time being at any rate But by following close upon their heels he did not see bow they could ultimately make good their escape, bur dened with their fair prisoner. They were standing close to the water's edge, and one of them was be:ding down and seemed to be pulling on As Stanton dashed forward, with blood in his eye, he saw that Jim Redmond had the painter of a rowboat in his hands, while his brother was in the act of stepping into the boat with Flossie in his arms. The girl had ceased to struggle, and from the position of her head, which lay inertly upon Phil's shoulder, it was apparent she had fainted. With a shout of anger, George rushed at them. Jim turned his head at the moment, and seeing how near Stanton was, he gave the boat a shove off, waded out a few feet and sprang into her. Then seizing the oars, he began to row toward a small sloop .that lay a short distance out upon the throbbing waters. "Come back, you scoundrels!" shout13d the boy furious ly, dashing into the su:rf as though he had a mind to swim after the boat. A mocking laugh from Jim Redmond, that was echoed by his brother, was the only response he received. It would have been a vain and foolhardy attempt for George to have made any further effort to overhaul the boat, for she was now a dozen yards from the shore, in deep water, and the sturdy arms of Jim Redmond was rapidly widening the distance. He c9uld only stand there, almost up to his waist in the boiling surf, and watch the abductors of Flossie glide up alongside the sloop, lift the unconscious girl on board and follow themselves. Jim attached the rowboat's painter a cleat on the sternrail, while his brother carried into the small cabin, where he left her and returned to help Jim haul up the sails. They then both went forward and lifted the anchor by means of a small drum windlass, when the sloop's head fell off, and she drifted away under the influence of the tide and light wind. As soon as the anchor was on deck, Jim went to the tiller and put the craft on a course that would carry them up along the northern shore of Massachusetts Bay. Stanton groanecl as he watched the sloop gather head way, and finally disappear in the gloom of the night. He saw that the rascals had the best of him, and that he was powerless to interfere further with whatever in iquitous project they had in mind. The fact that they might have a boat at hand quite escaped him. "My heaven!" he ejaculated, almost despairingly. "To think those two ruffians have Flossie in thei.r power. How she will suffer when she comes to her senses Can I do nothing to rescue her? Nothing to defeat the villains?" The boy hastened to follow what he judged to be/ the track takeI\ by the villains. He jumped from rock to rock and sped across little patches of sand until at last, after rounding the bluff, he came in sight oi. them again. Suddenly, like an inspiration from heaven, an idea flashed across Stanton's brain. His boat was at the wharf a mile below. Sl1e was an unusually fast craft for her size. He would follow the Redmonds in her.


THE LADDER OF FAME. Fifteen minutes later he jumped on board the Gull, cast loos e lhe s ails, hoisted them and cast off from the wharf. Then he headed the sailboat for Nahant Point. CHAPTER XV. THE CHASE OF THE SLOOP. When Stanton finally weathered the point he didn't oolieve that the Redmonds were more than a couple of miles ahead of him. He followed the same tack he had observed them to take, at approximately the same distance from the shore. The wind was so light that George fumed with impa tience, since the Gull made very little headway as the moments dragged slowly by. "The folks must be wondering what has become of Flos sie and I," thought the boy as he struck a match, looked at his watch and noted that it was nearly "I'm sorry now that I didn't delay long enough to send a note to Ur. Deering, briefly explaining matters. Well, it can not be remedied now. They won't );ee anything of me again until I fetch Flossie back with me." After midnight the breeze freshened a bit, and the Gull made better progress. The sloop ahead, however, had the same advantage, the only question being which boat covered the most water. All night long Stanton sat with the tiller in his hand, every once and awhile straining his eyes into the night in the hope that he might catch sight of the chase. The gray light of mqrning at last began to lighten up the sky, and George now became more alert than ever. A thin mist lay upon the surface of the water, which prevented the boy from making anything out at a greater distance than fifty or sixty yards. At a little before five the sun peeped above the distant watery horizon, and the mist began to melt and scatter under its warm rays. The first thing Stanton saw was the shore about half a mile away on the left; then as the seascape broadened he made out the sloop he was in quest of. She was a mile and a half ahead, and half a mile fur-ther out. Jim did not seem to pay any attention to the Gull, which was trailing him, as he had not the slightest sus picion that Stanton was a foot nearer than Nahant at that moment. Thus an hour passed hy and the two boats, under a better breeze, were drawing closer to each other1 which showed that the Gull was easily the faster craft. The wind continued to freshen since sunrise and at seven o'clock the sailboat had cut down the space between her and the sloop by half a mile. The Gull was now going along at a lively pace over the sparkling water. Though a little spray broke over the half-deck at times, not a drop came as far aft as the eockpit. The wind was abaft t:e beam and the sail hardly needed any attention. There was a short boathook, which made a formidable weapon in the hands of a resolute person, lashed under the seat which circled the cockpit, and George cut it loose so as to have it at hand for instant use. His intention was to run alongside the sloop, board her and trust to luck to do up the It was a risky proceeding in light of the odds against him, but he was in that mood nothing short of a couple of loaded weapons pointed directly at his head would have caused him to waver in the part he had marked out for himself. At eight o'clock the sloop was less than three-quarters of a mile from the Gull, and George .noticed that Jim Red mond cast frequent glances at though he appeared as yet to have no suspicions as to her true character. By peeping under the boom once in awhile George wlls able to note what was going on on board of the sloop. Presently he saw that Phil had come on deck and was eyeing the sailboat intently. The sloop was still half a mile in advance when Stan ton, taking another look at her, saw Flossie step up out of the cabin and look around. -Phil went up to her presently and spoke to her, pointing toward the cabin. Flossie objected to going below again, and kept her eyes The possibility that he might be mistaken in his idenon the Gull, which it was possible she had identified, as tity was small, as she showed a new white patch on her had sailed in the boat with George many times. mainsail, a mark he had particularly noticed as she got. Phil went up to his brother and spoke to him. un. der way off the point. Then Stanton noticed that Jim altered the sloop's George secured the tiller and went down into the cabin course so that she began to stand out to sea. t0 get a eimall telescope which was strapped to the forward That move compelled Stanton to disclose his true colors. end of the cuddy. He moved the tiller over and pointed the Gull's bow Returning with this to the cockpit, he leveled it at the directly for the chase. distant sloop, and then all doubt was set at rest, for he Of course the Redmonds discovered at once that they easily recognized Jim Redmond seated at the tiller. were being followed, and they showed considerable excite-Phil Redmond was not in sight, so the boy guessed he ment. was taking a snooze below. Flossie, too, took a sudden interest in tlte proceedings, There were quite a number of four-and-afters to be ancl began to wave her handkerchief at the Gull. seen in different directions, most of them making directly The new point of sailing proved to be advantageous to for Boston. the sailboat, and she closed in very fast now on the sloop.


26 THE LADDER OF FAME. It wnsn't long before the two boats were within speak-cu'pful of water into her face, he succeeded at last in ing distance of each other. l.Jringing her to her senses. 'l'he Redmonds now were able to make out Stahton at "Now, Flossie," he said at last, "you will get cold if ihe tiller of the pursuing craft, and Flossie made that you stay out here in your wet clothes. Go down into the pleasing discovery at the same moment. cuddy, remove all of your garments and cover yourself up Phil grabbed Flossie and tried to force her below, but in the blanket s of one of the bunks You'll have to stay the girl was equally determined that she would not go there till we get back to Sandwich Beach, wl1ich won't down into the cabin again, for s11e put up a strenuous take long in this smacking breeze." fight against it, struggling with all he-r might agaihst the "Yes, George; but do tell me first how you managed to man. overtake that vessel." Phil could easily have overcome her if he had wanted to Seeing that she was determined to !mow all about her be rough enough, but he was evidently afraid to hurt her, rescue before she went into the cuddy, Stanton gratified for fear of future consequences, so he soon found he had her curiosity in as few words as possible. bis hands full in trying to get her down the short tom Flossie then went into the cutldy, he shut the slide over panion-way. until she hacl hacl a reasonable tin1e to take off her drip-In some way, when the Gull was within fifty feet of the ping gatments aml turn i11to the blink, and then he opened sloop, Flossie managed to escape from Phil's grasp, and it up again to give ber plenty of air. lhcn she jumpe.d on to the roof of the cabin and ran forGeorge cotlld diiuly make out her head from where he ward. sat at the tlllt?r, a11tl they manag!ltl to carry 011 a convel'sa. Phil looked aiter her a moment, and then, evidently tion, though both naturally had to speak in a loutler key making up his mind that s he must be re c overed and se-than ordiilary. c ur ed below, whether she would or not, he leaped on the -It took ab0ut two hours for the Gull to run up Uic cOtti;t cabin, too, and started for her. to Sandwich Beach . Flossie uttered a scream when s he saw him coming, and There was quite a crowd on the what whoti the boy h1n finding herself cornered deliberately sprang ove-rboard as the s ailbcrat in and made fast to the inner s idtl of tlrn J j ier. he reached out to grab her. George wrote a brief note to Mt. Deei'ing and sent it "My gracious!" cried Stanton, in di smay, heading the ovet to the cotttl.gc by a messenger. sailboat directly for the spot where s he had gone down, In a short time Mt. and Mts. beering and a servant, and grabbing up the boathook. with a bundle of clotlles for Fl

THE LADDER OF FAME. 27 It is still in the wallet in my house safe. Why do you ask?" "Because Jim Redmond was going to include that in the price of Flossie's ransom .11 "Did he .,ay so? "He did." "Of what use would it be to him? I s uppose he thinks, as we did at first, that it contains some secret writing." "I told him that the parchment was no use, that it was entirely blank; but he laughed, as i:f that :fact did not disturb him. Do you think there is some secret about it that he is acquainted with, but which yon and I could not see through at the time we examined it?" "It is possible. I will re-examine it care.fully when I get a chance, and see i:f I can make anything out of it." ."It would be a good idea, sir, for I think there must be something in the parchment, alter all." Flossie and her mother now came out of the cuddy, and the entire party started :for the cottage Next day Ur. Deering went Jo Boston in the little ex cursion steamer and i;wore out a warrant against the Red mond brothers for nbuuction. It was three w eeks bef.orc !hey were caught by U1c de tective, wl10 spent that time senrch ing i'or them. They were jailed aml subRequently broug11t to trial, when Stanton hall to come on from N cw York to appear against them. The jury found illem guilty of the crime :md they were sent to the State prison for a trrm o:f years. In the meantime George spent a very enjoyable two weeks at Nahant with the Deer in gs and took Plossie out many times on the Gull. The Sunday night before he left he interviewed Mr. Deering, with Flossie's permission, on the subject nearest both their hearts, and obtained the mer cha n t's consent to their engagement. So he and Flossie were now definitely engaged, with the understanding that their marriage was to come off a.fter three years. He bought his sweetheart a lovel y diamond ring in New York when h e got there and sent it on to lier. He kept his word, induced the...bulk of those entitled to vote at the primary to come forward and put ill a ballot for Partridge, and thus carried his district for the regular leader by an overwhelming majority. Partridge, who was re-elected, complimented his new captain on his showing and thanked him for the earnest ness and zeal he had di splaye d in his interest. At the November regular election George worked hard to keep the Murray voters in line and to add a few more to the total. His success was greater than was looked for, and his se:rvices in t he pa1ty's interest were duly lauded at a meet ing o.f t110 General Committee, on which occasion he was called on the platform and presented with a diamond breastpin as a prize reward in consideration of the fact that his district had made the best showing out of the fifty-three in the assembly di s trict. At the socia l club election just b e fore Christmas Stan t.on was elected secretary by an unanimou s vote, and as snmcd the office when he returned to New York after spending the holidays at l1is home in Shoreham. Late in the month of May William Miller, the manager of the New York office, was taken seriously ill. As f:oon as the news was comm unicated to Mr. Deering he notified Stanton to assume charge of the branch until Mr. Miller was fit to resume his duties. This threw a lot of extra work and responsibility on George's shoulders, b11t he was equa l to the emergency, and business went on with tl1e re gu larity of clockwork. Ur. Miller returned to the office in season to relieve Stanton :for his regular August vacation, but as he was not the same man l1c had been before hi s illness, Stanton, it was understood, would hereafter help him out. Partridge, the district leader, had another contest that year at \he primaries, and barely held hi s own, though Stanton worked lilie a beaver in hi s intere st The opposition candidate did everything he could to win the boy over o n his s ide but George was true blue and would not desert Partridge. The leader was gratefu l to him for hi s exertions in hi s behalf and promised to stand by Stanton if the occasion CHAPTER XVII rvcr presented itself. CONOLUSION. That November George cast his first vote, and was quite When Stanton returned from his vacation he was en proud that at last he had attained all the privileges of a thusiastically welcomed back to New York by all his 1 full-fledged American citizen. friends in Harlem. At the re g ular annual meeting of his club he was The primary electio n was coming on and Partridge was elected its president by a good majority. confronted with an opponent, a well-known young lawyer, "We'll be putting you up for the Assembly next," said for the leadership of the assembly district; consequently one of the members jokingly .to him. he looked to all his capta in s to do their best to have 11im Stanton laughed and wondered if he ever would se e his re-elected for the coming year. name on a regular ballot. He sent for Stanton as soon as h e heard he was back in Flossie graduated that year, and Stanton was present, town and had a heart-to-heart talk with him on the sub with the Deerings, at the commencemen t exercises. ject. He sent his promised wife flowers enough to bury her The boy promi sed to see that he got the majority of the under. votes to be cast by the party voters in his election district.. Ile spent the entire month of August with her at Sand-


2 8 THE LADDER OF FAME. wich Beach this time, and their wedding was set for the middle of December Mr Miller having decided to retire permanently from the management of the New York office, Stanton suc ceeded him on the first of September iTuch to George's surprise a movement was developed that year in the district to have him nominated for the Assembly, but he declined to run on the ground that the growing business of the branch office of the hosiery busi ness demanded his constant attention. In December he was married to Flossie, and they spent a short honeymoon in Florida Mr. Deering had forgotten to re examine the piece of parchment which had remained ever since Rodney Deer ing's death in its compartment in the red pocketbook. When Flossie became Mrs. George Stanton he handed the wallet over to her as a remembrance of her father. One night George came in and found her looking at the blank piece of vellum, which had also slipped his mind. He took it out of her 11and, and then told her how Jim Redmond had made such a strenuous effort to get posses sion of it at the time of her father's death. "What could he want with an old time-stained piece of blank J?aper like that?" she asked her husband in surprise. "That's what I would like to find out. There seems to be some mystery connected with it that I can't under stand. Your father placed great store by it, I know. In fact, he claimed on his death-bed that it represented your fortune "My fortune!" she exclaimed incredulously. "Yes, dear." "Why, there isn't a single mark on it-it's nothing but a blank piece of vellum," she said, tapping it with one of her pretty fingers. "I believe it once contained some writing, and that the ink has faded out for good," replied George. ".Once your uncle suggested taking it to a chemist's and seeing if he could revive the ink; but he never carried this idea out." "Let us experiment ourselves," suggested young wife. "If sympathetic ink was used, heat may bring it out." "That's right," answered Stanton, very much inter ested. "We might try a hot iron as a starter." They went into the kitchen and a fiat iron was put on one of the burners of the gas-stove "This is evidently what your father meant by your for tune, Flossie," said George. "He obtained this bit of parchment from some person who was unable to make use of its 'Secret himself. Strange that your father made no effort to hunt for the treasure, either It is clear that Jim Hedmond in some way found out about this thing and laid his plans to get hold of th

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