Every inch a boy, or, Doing his level best


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Every inch a boy, or, Doing his level best

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Every inch a boy, or, Doing his level best
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STORl[SOrHO MAKE MONEY. Perched, 1ike a :flock of crows, on the -nearby fence, the boys enjoyed themselves Iii.various way1f at Dick's expense. At last one boy threw a clod of earth which knocked off his hat. His tormentors uttered a shout of glee.

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Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE .MONEY I1sued Weeklt1-Bt1 Subscription 12.50 p e r year. Entered according to Act of Congresa, in the '!Jear 1 907, in the oJ!lce of the LibrariGA of CongreH, Waahington, D. C., b11 Frank Touse11, Publisher, 24 Union Squar Ne"' York. No.67. NEW YORK, J ANUARY 11, 1907. PRICE 5 CENTS. EVERY If4Gf{ H BOY I Olt, OOiftG f{IS ltEVElt BEST By A SELF-MADE MAN CHAPTER I. INTRODUCE S OUR HERO AND OTHERS. .Joe King, a roughly aressed boy, with a freckled face, carrotty hair and a big mouth that seemed to be affected with a perpetual grin, w.as humming a tune He was sorting over and repairing some deep-sea :fishing lines in a small, low-roofed shed, that was odorant of fish, aujoining a plain, weather-scarred cottage, whose long, sloping roof, looking seaward, was painted with a fine, oaline dust. A strong, healthy girlish voice sang out mockingly, just outside the door that fronted on the beach where the calm, sun -lit waters of the broad Atlantic ocean kissed the hard white sand of the Maine seashore. "HeJlo, Polly!" shouted Joe, eagerly. l Why aon't you come in?" A loud l aug h was the response, and then Joe heard the girl talking to somebody. "Polly !" roared Joe, after listening with a deepening :frown for a moment, "who's that you're talkin' to?" A laughing nut-brown face was thrust in at the doorway, and a pair of cherry-red lips made a grimace at the freck lefaced youth. "Wouldn't you like to know, Mister King?" "Aren't you goin' to tell me, Polly Pritchard?" asked Joe impatiently. "Tell you!" she exclaimed, with dancing eyes. Well, I should think not. Can't I have a beau withll tt t being obliged to tell who he is?" "A beau!" ejaculated Joe, angrily "It's that Big e Parker. I know it is." "Well, suppose it is, Mister Joe King?" "What right has he to be taggin' after you?" "Suppose I choose to let him; and su'Ppose I like to have him? What do you say to that, Mister King?" "I'll just give him the biggest lickin' ever he had, y ou see if I don't," replied Joe, doubling up his fists, and shak ing them belligerently at the side ?f the shed, on the othe r side of which he supposed Bige Parker was standing Polly Pritchard laughed, and then Joe saw a sun burn ed h&n d and an arm encased in a checked shirtsleeve ste al ar o und Polly's w aist, and the girl didn't seem to object in th e least b11t rather appeared to like it. That was th e last s traw. Joe sprang up with a roal" like that of a mad b u ll fired the :fishing lines asi de, and with blood in his eyes, ma d e a dash for the door. Miss Pritchard screamed and bounded a yard away while Joe, with his fists clenched for immediate action, sprang o uts id e and-confronted the laughing face and stalwart form of his particular friend, Dick Dallas. "Hello, Joe grinnea Dick with a sidelong gla:rtie at Polly, "busy as usual eh?" "Oh it's you, is it? Bet your life I'm busy." "What are you doing?" up the lines a little for the o ld man.

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EVERY INCH A BOY. "I thought you was filing an old saw," chuckled Dick, while Polly covered h e r h ead with her check apron and fairly shook with smothered lau ghter. "Filin' an old saw!" retorted Joe, suspiciously. "What do you mean?" "Well, Polly and I heard a peculiar nois e issuing from the shed as we came up and she starte d to imitate 'it, when--" "Why, that was me s ingin'." "Singing grinned Dick. "Yes, singin' Ain't I got a good voice?" "Sure. You've got a fine voice-for peddling fish a'!'ound the village." "Oh, you get out! I can sing all right." "Did anybody ever t e ll y ou that you could ?" "No, they didn't. Say, what are you tryin' to give me, Dick Dallas? And you, Polly Pritchard, what are you laughin' at?" Polly made another face at him, and lau ghed all the harder. \ "Where did you meet Polly, Dick?" asked Joe, curiously. 1 "Coming fram Mr!<. Parker's/' chuckled Dick. "What!" roar e d Joe, with an indignant look at Polly. "Your ma sent ,me over to Mis' P arker's to get a pan she borrowed t'o the r day; but s he wasn't at home. Nobody but Bige," said the girl with an arch look. "Bige Parker! I'd like to get hold of him." "What for?" asked Dick, slyly. "I'd punch his head fo;r him," said Joe, beginning to square off at an imaginary antagonist. "Don't be too sure of that, Joe," s mil e d Dick. I hear Bige is taking spa rring lessons from Nate Peaseley on pur- pose to be ready for you when he meets you." "I don't care if he is," snorted Joe. "J can li c k him, anyway." "Oh, dear! I am so hungry!" said Polly at this junc ture. gone wild with delight to be able to parad e hilII around a s her own particular "steady." The boy, however, lik e d all the g'irls equally well appar ently, for he distributed his society among them with strict impartiality. He was an orphan, who had wander e d into that pa;t of the State of Maine from no place in particufar, as far as any one knew, or could find out. Farmer Richardson had hired him when he applied for a temporary job one day three years before, and had kept him on steady ever since. The old farmer had taken a great fancy to the bright and enterprising boy, and in sisted that Dick shou ld con side r the Richard son fa.rm his hom e as long as he chose to st ay. He treated Dick so well, l e tting him attend school for the full t erm, and granting him many other privileges not u sually accorded hv farmers even to their own sons, that Dick no effo;t to sever s uch pl easant connections. He fully appreciated Fahner Richardson's kindness and endeavored to return it by working like a Trojan on the farm, so that the farmer lost nothing by his fair and square treatment of the boy to whom he paid a certa in regular stipend. Lately, however, Dick had drawn a portion of his wages, and, throug h Farmer Richardson, had purchased a cer tain half acre of unproductiv e land with a miserable shanty o n it. Here Im spent a portion of his time digging holes in the ground . Whatever purpose he had -in doing that no one c ould find out from him. As the l and lay a lon g s ide of the roa d leading from the village to the shore his mysterious occupation could not long r emai n a secret. The boys in the neighborhood wer e n aturally among the :first to pry into ihe purpose that occasioned 'mch apparent ly useless labor. "I am glad of it," replied Joe. Every time on e or more of them passed along the road "Bige Parker wanted to give me a great t hick slice of when he was at work they woulcl stop and a s k him wl1at he bread and butter; but I knew there was somebody at home was doing. glancing coquettishly at Joe, "who could spread bread and "Digging holes," 1ras his invariable and non-committal butter better than he." replv. "Did you, Polly? You just keep st ill then, and I'll "What for?" was their natura l query. bring you a slice." "For exercise," was a ll they could get out of him. 'T'hus speaking-, Joe King ran into t11e coUage to get lhc As he could get aJl the exercise and more than he need e d slice of bread anil butter for Polly. on Farmer Richarrlson's p lace, thi s e vasive answer was "Say, Polly," g rinned Dick "why do you tease Joe so not considered at all satisfactory by the boys. much? You know you like him better than Bige Parker." After talkin g the matter over between them s elves the y "How do you know I do?" replied Polly, sa ucily. "Maydecided that h e was hunting for something in the ground, be I like you bett er' n any one." b11t just wlrnt t hat someihi ng coulil be puzz led them not a "It's my opinion you're a coquette, Polly laughed Dick. little. "Me! Why I n e v e r thought of su ch a thing, smiled Fina1ly they unanimo us l y concluded that Dick ha d the girl, glancing admiringly at the good-looking tanned dreamed th::tt there was money hidden somewhere in that features of Dick Dallas. half-acre plot and that he was l ooking for it. Dick was an undisputed favorite with all the I This R eemed so ridiculous to them that they los t D ') in the neighborhood, and there wasn't one but would haYe clunce Jo g uy him on the subject.

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/ EVERY I NCH A BOY 3 ---Dick paid no a tie n lio n to t heir rn.ille ry, but kept r ight I pocke tbook J oe, if you shou l d m a rry t h i s e d ra v agant o n dig ging hole s u n til the g r o und n e a r the s hanty and J y oung lady," s aid D ick. close by the r oad l ooke d as if it had b een d e eply plough e d Ho! replied Joe "She don' t m ean t h a t .'' A grea t man y of th e gi r l s actua te d by a c u rio sily that i s "Yes I do," nodde d P o lly i n a v e ry i ositive way. And l1C'Ve r a b s en t from the s e x w a lke d d own from the v ill age another th i ng, I'd hav e mola o scs on my bre.ld." t o tho.t pa r ticular field to see t11e holes. "You can have tha t no1>'," s ai d Joe, runni n g into the Then w h e n the y met Dick they wani..e d him to o w n up house a ga in th e truth, but he wouldn't. "Now ain't h e o blig in'?" s h e rem arke d to Dick. I do H e was as s il ent as the fabl e d Sphin x on the s u bje c t, and like to b e waited o n A n d there's pl e n ty t o wai t on me, for more than half the girl s b e gan to believe that his o n l y bet\veen J o e a n d Bige P a rker I'm v e ry c o mfortably set obj e ct in digging the holes was to tantalize the boys, a n d tled." keep their curio s ity on e dge. "Here you are Polly cri e d Joe, runnin g up with a E v e n hi s particular fri e nd, .Toe King, was as mnch i n s m a ll molasses jug in his hand and pour in g t h e molas ses the dark, o r pro fes s ed to be, as the rest over he r br ead. As Di c k had n o regu1ar time for d i g g in g the boys "Oh, a in t t ha t sweet sh e c r i ed, lickin g the molasses couldn't always catch him a t thi s eni g matical occupation, w h e r e it r a n over the edge o f t h e crus t. but at last t h e news flew about that h e had b e en seen I say, P o ll y w hat did Big e P a rker say t o you?" ask e d there o n moonlight night s working away to beat the band Joe. Then the whole n e i g hborhood became sati sfied that h e "Oh, l ots of sweet t hing s," sh e answere d w inkin g at had some powe rful object in view, and th e m o st powerfu l D ick. object they could think of was buried trea s ure. C onfou n d h i m e j a cul ate d Joe CHAPTER I L I N WHICH DI CK FIND S .A. BR.A.S S BOUN D TREA S URE BOX L e t me see-what d i d h e sa y ?" said P o lly, c o c kin g her head o n one side l ike a sparrow. H e said that w h e n I was n e a r the sky s eemed filled w i t h beau tifu l r ainbows W asn' t that poetica l ?" "I'd lik e t o p a in t a r ai nbow aro u nd his eyes," r o a r e d Joe "Tha t the san d seem e d like s hi n in g gold 1rhen I w a lk e d Bey o n d a d oubt P olly P ritchard tho ught a l:eap of J o e upon it," she c o n ti nue d King--she was an orphan and had been r a ised by fishe r like t o s tuff h is t h roat w i t h it." man King an d bis g ood wife-bu t i t wouldn t h a v e ta h n "That the wat er--" much encourag e m ent from D ick Dallas to have won her "Oh, con foun d the w a t e r l I'm goin r ight now t o Biiie away .from his friend if he had been so di s p osed Park er' s house t o p un c h his he ad," c r ied J o e dashing D ick, howe ver h a d no s uch th o u g hts. into the s h e d alter h i s j a cke t and hat. "Come on, D ick. N o one g irl he knew app e aled to him mor e than You can be umpire another, and no boy had any rea l cau s e to jea l o u s Poll y s c r e amed j u mpe d off t h e lobste r pot, a nd seized o f hi m J o e by t h e s leeve-. Joe came out of the h o use with a great s li c e of bread "You s ha 'n't g o to B ige P arker's. H e'd knock you into and butter which he ha n ded Poll y wit h a complacen t ihe midd l e of the r o ad, a n d I won't h ave you hurt." smile. "Don't you stop me, P o lly Prit c h ar d,' said Joe, st ru ; S h e s e a ted h e r s elf o n t o p of a w icke r lobs ter p o t and be-g lin g io get away fro m h e r d e t aini n g grasp. "My blo a d i s gan to e a t it with g r eat r e li s h up I'm on the war -path. N oth i n '11 satisfy m e but to "Do y ou know what I'd d o if I was rich?" sa i d Polly. li c k Big e P a r ker." "Wha t would you do?" asked Dick "Then you' ll have to wait t ill to-m orro w for Bi g e has "I'd have lot s of fine clothes, like the vi sitors who come gon e t o Rockl a n d by th i s time, said Dick. h e re in the summe r ; and loa d s of jooel s ; and a bi g hou s e "He has, eh? Th e n tha t 's s aved his l ife. No w I w ant with a buffalo o n top you to u n dersta nd, Polly., that I w on t h a v e h im s neakin' "A what o n t op?" said Dick. around after you. W h ern a r e y ou g oin' n o w D i ck?" "A buffa lo-one o f them littl e sq u are thing s with g l ass "I'm goi ng to dig a fe w m or e holes on m y p rop e r t y up win d er s." the road grin ned Dick. "Oh, you mean a cupola,' l a u ghe d t he boy. "How many more hol e $ do you expe.ct t o di g there?" I s t h a t wha t y o u call it? Then I'd hav e a pizarro, and aske d Joe, loo k i ng at h i m curiou s l y a miranda, and all that. I'd have a. scrum p tious place "I c ou ld n t t e ll y ou Joe Maybe a d o zen; maybe a a n d mak e all the o t h e r g i r l s i..nrn g reen wit h e m y." hundr e d." Polly swun g her fe e t to a nd fro in g r eat g le e as she pie"And y o u rea ll y expect to find someth in g throu g h that tured what sh e lik e d 1 pap e r you di scovered in t h e o ld s han t y before you b o ught "Yo u don t w ant m u ch, Polly I feel sor r y f o r your the gro u ntl ?"

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4 EVERY INCH A BOY. "If I diJ.n't you wouldn't e x pect me to be fooling away fl fore, and had clear e d away al l the dirt from the t o p of my s p are time with a shovel, w ould you?" the box. . "That's right,." admitted Joe. ":t's too bad the dir e c i Dick, looking down, could see that it was old-fash ti o ns wasn t plam e r, for so far you ve had a lot of work 10ne d chest, not very large, bu t e vid e ntl y v e r y st ron g and f o r nothin'." compact. "You see the rain got at the paper where it was "That' s just what a man would stow his wealth away in. i n th e w a ll, and it blotted out some of the writing." I wonder who he was? A pirate who wandered up in this "Well, I hope you'll find somethin' to pay you for all neighborhood, or some chap who buried hi s mon e y your trouble, Di c k," said J oe. "I'll come over and give 1 years and yea. rs ago because he thought it would be safer you a hand in a little while after I get these lines s traight-in the ground than in one of those State banks that after ened out." wards went to smash and made beggar s I've h ea rd, of "A; l ri g ht, Joe. I'd be glad to have you. So long Polthousands of people who were well off up to tha t time?" ly, till I see you again. You want to be good to Joe, or I'll Dick didn't waste any time trying to figure out who the have to give you a talking to." owner of the box was, or his motive in placing it three feet "Ha, ha ha!" laughed the girl, making Dick a mock deep in the field. c urt sy. He recommenced the now delightful labor of bringing it The boy raised his old straw hat gallantly a nd started off 1 to the surface where he would be able to carry it away to f o r the r o ad. the Richardson farm and open it at his leisur e About half a mile from the seashore he came to his half-It was not an easy job, for the box was pretty heavy, and a c re of st e rile ground that Farmer Richard son had bought for him for a mere song. The old shanty, in whose walls Dick had one day acci dentally found an old mildewed piece of pap e r whic h vaguely indicated the presence of a buried box of mone y somewhere within a hundred feet to the south of th e building, faced dir e ctly on the road with a fen c e runnin g away from it in either direction. Th e re was no one in sight, and the afternoon s un s hin e lay like a golden halo over the rural landscape. Dick pushed the crazy door open and ent e r e d th e s hanty. Going to a certain corner he lifted a board a nd drew out the shovel he had been using to turn up th e g round outside. R e placing the board, he walked out b y th e rear e ntrance, and was presently digging a fresh hole in th e sod. He had dug down about three f e et in thi s spot when his shovel met with an obs truction. "By gracious!" he exclaimed excit e dly s truck something at last." I believ e I've He threw out a few more s padeful s of earth, and sounded the obstruction again. It gave out a dull sound in one place and a muffled ring ing noise in another. "I'll bet that' s the box I'm after," he cried, di g ging out mpre soil. In a few minutes he had cleared the earth away sufficiently to be able to make out that there was a Rort of brass bound box down in the hole. By George I That's the treasure for a fact. Now to he had to do a lot more digging before he could loosen i ts hold on the ground. "I wish Joe was here," he breathed. "He'd giv e me a hand with this thing." He w a lked to the fence and looked in the direction of t h e s hore, but there was no sign of his fri end anywher e along the road. He returned to the hole and dug a while lon g er till h e could get a good grasp on the handl e at on e end of the box then he tugged away at it till he rai sed it on its oth e r end. By making a kind of toboggan slide he at length suc ceeded in landing the box on the surface, where it lay be tween two mounds of earth, concealed from the road. "Gee whiz!" he exclaimed, wiping the s weat from hi s forehead, ''but it' s heavy. It mus t be "!J.lled with gold. If it is, there ought to be a good many thou s and dollar s packed away inside. I'd never be able to carry this any distance alone, and I doubt very much if Joe and I could be able to g e t it over to the farm without a wheeled con veyance of some kind. By Jove I have it. Joe can fetch up his fish-cart. That will 0 be just the thing. I wis h he d show up. Won't he be surpri sed when he sees this box ?" As Dick stood, shovel in hand, fanning hims elf with his old hat, a crowd of the villa g e boys s uddenly hove in s i g ht, coming down the road. Dick counted eight of them, and their presence at tha t particular moment greatly him. "The whole country will know now that I've found a treasure trove," he muttered, in a tone of disgust. get it out. I wonder if it's heavy?" CHAPTER III. He had to enlarge the hole now before he could get at the box s o as to lift it, and he lost no time in getting about it. IN WHICH THE BRASS-BOUND BOX DISAPPE AR S Tse dirt flew as it had never flown b e fore in that field, and Dick was hot and perspiring after twenty minutes of The boys soon caught sight of Dick in the fie ld and this kind of exercise. with a great shout the whole crowd started for the s hant y However, he had made the hole twice as big a s it was be-on a run, like a lot of howling dervishes. J

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l!: VERY INCH A BOY. 5 Dick watched their approach with a f e eling of re s ent"Maybe h e isn t coming. His father may have got back m e nt. and won't let him off. r n have to hide this box in the Their presence was decidedly de trop, as the Fre nch call s hanty somewhere until I can remove it to the farm." it. Dick found it no light tax to drag the box even such a They struck the fence in a bunch, and several of them s hort distance as the building, and when he got it there took their seats on the top rail, while two climb e d over and at last he was greatly puzzled where to secr e te it. backed up against the shanty. There Wfl a loft in the place, but it was utterly out of Dick was s urprised that they made no atte mpt to come his power to drag it up there. nearer. Finally he decided to dig a shallow hole outside the He e x pected to see them gather all around him, a s they s hanty, drop the box into it and cover it up. had often done before. Looking up and down the road, and around the field, It was soon apparent that they had determined on a new and s eeing no one in sight, Dick put that plan into execu line of action toward the boy who had so long puzzled them tion. with hi s hole-digging'. "It will be as safe there as anywhere," he said to him" Hello, Dick I" shouted one boy. "How ar e they com-self, after smoothing the soil down. "Now I'll go back to ing?" Joe s home and see if he can bring his fishcart and help A roar of deri s ive laughter went up at this remark. me carry the box to the farm." "How many holes have you dug to-day? anot her wanted Putting hi s shovel away, he started for the seashor e to know. Hardly had he s et off before a heavily bearded, seafaring Going to plant potatoe s ?" inquired a third man, who had been :furtively watching hi s actions from th e Or cabba ges?" asked a fourth. window of the loft ever since he began to dig, more than Or te legraph poles?" s u g g este d a fift h an hour before, descended the ladder to the ground floor of "Found any mone y yet?" a s k e d a n o th e r whe r e at the the s hanty and, after making sure that the boy was well w hole mob y elled deri sively onc e mor e on hi s way down the road, went outside and looked at the Dick s tood and watch e d them c o olly, with out sayin g a s pot whe r e Dick had buried the box. word. "So, thi s i s where he concealed the box," muttered the "Say, what'll you give u s to h elp you out? lau g h e d t he s tranger. "And he took it out of another hole yonder. I s on of a he i g hboring farm e r. d o n't quit e under s tand this bus iness However, that doesn't "f'hat's ri g ht. Speak quick for w e're b o und for the m atte r. The box looks as if it contained something of beach and time i s mon e y with. us," spoke up the son of the valu e It was too heavy almos t for that boy to handle. I village carp e nter. w ond e r wha t 's in it? Maybe silverware, or something of Altho11g h ever y eyewas focused on Di c k not one of the that s ort. Perh a p s it's the proceeds of a robbery. I won-boys appeare d t o h a v e notic e d the box. der why he dug it up from one spot and then buried it in It m ig h t h a v e been t h a t they took it for a mound of dirt another? Looks s u s piciously sugge s tive. Well, I s ha'n't f o r i t w a s t hi c kly covere d wit h t he clayey s oil. w o rry mys elf about that. I shall avail myself of this disP e rch e d like a flock of crows on the nearb y fence, the covery to appropriate the box myself. Everything is fish boys e njoyed the mselve s in variou s ways at Di c k' s expe nse. t hat comes to my net. It was a lucky thing that I climbed A t la s t one boy threw a clod of e a rth which knocked into th e loft of this old shack for a short snooze this afteroft hi s hat. noon, oth erwis e I should have missed this prize. Now, I His t ormentor s utte red a s hout of gl ee. wonde r w h a t he did with his shovel?" Dic k took their s arcasm with gr eat good nature and was The stranger went back into the shanty and looked cont ent to endure it a s lon g a s they k ept th e ir distance. a r o und, but saw no shovel. t Once started in th e line, every boy took a "He didn t take it away with him, that's certain, so he turn or two at pe lting Di c k with s oft clods of e arth s hri ek-mus t have hidden it somewhere." ing with deli ght when the mi s siles landed on some part of Making a close search 0 the premises, the bearded man his body. finally discovered the loose board under which had Dick dodged the shower as best he could, but made no left the shovel. effort to return the fire. "Ah, I've got it, he said, in a tone of satisfaction, as he Suddenly the boys des erted the fence with one accord pulled out the spade from its hiding-place. "Now to un after giving Dick a :fare w e ll s hout and s tarted down the earth the box and conceal it in a new spot where it will road toward the beach as J:iard as they could run. be safe until r' can remove it to the island." "Gee! I'm glad they're gone. I don't see how they fail e d It didn t tak e the s trange man long to dig up the bras1> to see that box. I'm mightily plea sed they didn't for I bound box. don't want the world to know tlfat I've found a box of "It i s h eavy," h e mutt e rerl. "I'm afraid i t will leave money." a tra c k alon g th e g round whe r e v e r I may drag it." Dick went to the fence and looked for Joe once moce, Thi s was a diffic ulty h e had not until that mo-but he wasn't in sight. , I m e nt.

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6 EVERY INCH A BOY. He tried to liit it so he could carry it by stages in his arms, but the task was beyond him. There was no other way of removing it except by drag ging it. 'l'he man scratched his head and considered the problem. li'inalJy he went across the road, cut down two good sized tree-limbs, and carried them back with him to where the box Jay. Laying the limbs parallel to each other, he placed the box upon them, and then seizing the end of one in each hand he started to drag the box off in that fashion. He was a big, strong man, and this plan succeeded very well with him. He carried the box for some distance down the field, then went back :for the shovel and dug a shallow hole :for the ches t. He covered it up carefully, and then marked the spot s o he would know it again. Sati sfieCl with his work, he returned to the s hanty, filled np the other hole, and, removing as well as he could every trace of the departure of the box, he put the shovel back where he got it from and started off across the fields in the direction of the seashore. He had been gone scarcely over five minutes when Dick and Joe came up the road, wheeling the fish cart befor e them. "So you really think the box is full of gold?" said Joe, in an intensely interested tone. "It must be, for it's tenibly heavy for its size. The paper states that the box contains money, and I h ard l y think it is silver coin "You're a rich boy, then, at that rate. You can give up farming for good and start into some business for yourself." "I suppose a fellow can do lots of things when he ha s money at his back." "Bet your life he can. I wish I :found some money." "What would you do with it?" "I'll tell you what I'd do with some of it. I'd buy Polly all the ice-cream and sweets she could eat, then she wouldn't have nothin' more to do with Bige Parker, and that would tickle me to death." Dick laughed. "It takes the girls to get the money out of the boys." "I glless money was made to be spent on your best girl," grinned Joe. "Well, here we are at that old shanty of yours. We'll leave the caJ.Tt here and drag the box out to it. How much do I get for helping you to carry your money-box over to the farm?" "If it's full o gold I guess you'll get one hundred dol lars, all right." "One hundred dollars will suit me riglit down to the ground. It's more money than my old man has in cash I'll bet I'll bet that will make me solid with Polly and send Bige Parker to the rightabout, for I don't beli eve he' s got a hundred cents of his own in the world. What won't I do with that hundred dollars Say, I'll paint the village red!" Joe, enthusiastically I "You're talking ragtime, Joe. You'd bett e r soak the bulk of it away in the village bank and leave it there till you're ready to marry Polly, if she'll have you." "She'll have me fast enpugh if I can put Big e's nose out of joint." "And you expect to do the trick by buyin g Po.ly cYcry thing in the sweet-stuff line she takes a fancy to, eh ?" "That's right." "Then she'll bankrupt you. After she finds out you've s pent all your money she might turn around and shake you for Bige." "Do you think she would?" asked Joe, anxiously. "No, I don't really think she would; but she might. Girls have been known to do that more than once. I think you stand the best show by banking your money and letting her know that you have it and mean to hold on to it." Dick had got the shovel out by this time, and he aml Joe went to the spot whe re he had buried the box. The boy began to dig with great vigor, for he was in a hurry to show the brass-bound box to his compan ion. He dug down a foot, and then began to look perplexed when his spa.de failed to come into contact with the box. "This is funny," he said, when he had du g nearl y an other foot. "What's funny?" asked Joe, who was eagerly following hi s movement s "It doesn't seem to me that the box was more than a .foot deep." "Maybe you're diggin' in the wrong place," s ug gested hi s companion. "No," replied Dick, positively. "'['his i s where I buri ed it." "You've gone down more than two feet now." "I know I have, and that's what is bothering me," he said, stopping and looking intently at the spot. "It c ouldn't be that any one came here while I was away after you, dug up the box and carried it off." The very suspicion of such a catastrophe gave Dick the s hivers. But when he had dug down three feet without meeting the box, which he was positive he had concealed under only one foot of soil, he leaned against the side of the shanty like one who has met with a sudden and terrible misfortune. "Joe," he gasped hoarsely, "somebody has been here and got away with that box. Somebody must have been watch ing me when I buried it. What shall I do?" Good gracious I" excla.imed Joe, aghast at thewords. The two boys stood and stared at each other in utter dismay. CHAPTER IV. INTRODUC'U> JF.SSrn BROWN. Finally-Joe s natched the shove l away from Dick and dug for a yard a round the spot, but had to give th e matter up for a bad job.

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EVERY INCH A BOY. "I gue s s some one was watching you when you buried I But it was white as death, and a hunted, appealing it, a n d then got away with it while you were down after dwelt in her beautiful eyes that went straight to Dick's m e s aid Joe, sympathiz:iiig with his companion in his loss. heart. ' Who could it be?" asked Dick "What is the matter?" he asked, in a sympathetic tone. "Gee! I'll never tell you. It was that she had mistaken him at first for "Well, he must have had a wagon, or he couldn't have some enemy, for now, recognizing in him a friend, she carried it off." threw herself at his feet and, with outstretched arms, cried "You didn't notice a wagon anywhere along the road, in appealing accents that thrilled him through and did you?" through: "No. rrhere wa sn't a soul in sight when I left this place, "Save me, oh, me!" and within half an hour you and I were back here. It's "Save you?" he answered in surprise. "Sure I Will; but kind of my s t e rious to me." from what?" "You don t think any of the boys piped the box off, then "Fr<'m him!" wat c hed you bury it, and, when you had gone, dug it up "From him? Who do you mean?" and carri e d it off, do y<>u ?" asked Joe, suddenly "Ca .ptain Harrup. "I hardly think so, Joe," replied Dick, after a moment's Dick knew every man, woman and child for miles around, thought. "It would have been impossible for them to have but he had never heard of Captain Harrup. g ot away with it without a cart of some kind," "Cap'n Harrup !" he repeated, in a puzzled tone. "I The y talked the matter over .for some little time, but, do11't remember--" 1 a s neith e r of them could throw any light upon the mystery "He is the captain of the Firebrand, a Canadian liquor of the: box' s t.bey had tb give the problem up. smuggler," she explained, in tremulous tones, with a fear" W e ll l e t 's take your cart home, Joe," said Dick, in a s ome look over her shoulder in the direction whence she dejected voice. "The box is gone, and that's all there is had come, as if she expected to see her enemy appear at any to it. It's hard luck, and no mist1ke Sornebor1y has got moment the b e n e fit of all my trouble in finaing it, and I shall prob "A Canadian liquor smuggler, eh?" answered Dick abl y never hear any more about it." The boy had heard that French brandy and other dutiable "It' s a shame, so it i s," replied Joe, who felt sorry for liquors, which were expressly excluded from the Stttte of his companion, and disappointed, too, over the loss qf the Maine by the prohibition laws, was suspected of being hundred dollars he had fondly counted on receiving himlanded occasionally along the coast in that neighborhood s elf. He knew that the government secret service men, and It wa s dark wh e n Dick returned io the farm, in a very the county officials as well, were on the lookout for a cer:frame of mind. t.ain craft which was believed to be engaged in the illega l Farme r Ric hardson noticed that something was wrong and for sundry residents of the State who were sup -with him and a s ked what was the trouble. posed to be aiding and abetting the smugglers. Dick g ave him an evasive answer, and went about the A com:ide1JJ.ble reward had been offered by both the State evening chore:;; as if he had lo$t Lim only friend he had in ancl county for information which would lead to the arrest the world. and conviction of the offenders, but thus far nothing had He had lockccl the bcn1n, and was about to cross the yard come of it. toward the house, when he saw a clark shadow appear slowly Yes, yes!" cried the fair unknown, in reply to the boy's over th e J'cuce and the n sink down beRic1e it. ejaculation. "Wha t 's that?" he a s ked himself, peering over at the Dick scratched his head and looked at the girl dubious!y molfon1eKs objrct. "What is your name?" he asked her. H e watch e d it a moment, and, seeing thaL it did not stir, "Jessie Brown," she replied, ip a voice that showed inhe w ent over to find out what it was creased agitation A s he approached the R pot he was astoniRhccl to discover, "You are running away from this Cap'n Ilarrnp, are by th-: dim li ght aftorc1ec1 by the slarli L sky, that Lhe object you?" was a female" "Yes, oh, yes! Re has kept me a prisoner on his vesse l "My g raciou s'." he ejac11laled under his breath. "Who and on an island near here for months." i s thici, and what i s she doing here?" "An island near here? Do you mean the Spindles? The girl or woman-he was not sure which-did not ap askecl Dick, eagerly. p ea r to notice his presence, but cowered down against the "I don't know the name of it," wailed the girl. fence, as i.f hiding, with het face buried in her hands. "It must be that one. How far off shore is it?" A s h e laid hi s hand on .her shoulder she sprang up with "I don't know-several miles." a s u ppre sserl scream and shrank from him in terror. "It is surrounded by reefs and rocks, isn't it?" H e cou1r 1 see h e r face now, and it waR the face of the "Yes. l o Y e li est girl h e had e ver had the fortune to meet in his "And there is a basin or small harbor in the cente r of li.f e it?"

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EVERY INCH A BOY. "Yes ye' . "With two tall white rocks at the entrance where the chann e l runs in i" "Y cs, l remember now." "'rhose are the Spindles, and give the island its name. I kn'ow the place. I've fished for mackerel off there many times. It's a holy terror of a spot to land on, I've heard. At any rate, I never tried, because I 'couldn't find the true channel, and also because I didn't have any reason to do so. So this Cap'n Harrup you're talking about kept you a prisoner there?" "Yes, oh, yes." "Why?" "Because he wants to marrjr me." "Marry you! Why, you're only a girl! You don't look more than sixteen," said Dick, in surprise. "That is my age." "And he really wants to marry you?" "He does; but I dislike and fear him," exclaimed the girl vehemently. "He is a bad and violent man, and I would sooner die than become his wife." "Well, you've got away from him now1 so you're safe." "No, no. He is after me. He will drag me back and make me a prisoner again." "I guess not, if you don't want to go back. What right has he to compel you to obey him?" "He' says he is my guardian." "Is he really so?" "I don't know. He took me away from a happy home in Canada, where I had been bro:ught up from infancy, and led me to believe that through him I should be reunited to my father and mother, whose love I had never known." "Never knew your father and mother?" ejaculated Dick, in surprise. "No," she replied, weeping bitterly. "I was left, an infant, to the care of strangers when my parents went to England to recover some property, and ne_ver since have I heard from them. I was told that the steamer in which they from Boston foundered at sea and all on board ,v, re lost. I grieved for them as dead until this man came and said t!1at the story was false-that they were alive and well in Boston. He said they had searched for me for years in vain . He knew they could be found and agreed to take me to them. I believed his story 1md accompanied him aboard his sloop, the Firebra.nd. Then when he had me in his power he refused to carry out his promise unless I would first become his wife. He had his reasons for wishing me to marry he would not disclose to me. I would not agree, for I disliked and distrusted him, and so he kept me a prisoner . This after noon, while he and 1 his men were ashore here, I managed ( to make my escape from the cavern on the island, took a boat that lay by the shore, and .. rowed toward the coast. I landed just at dusk, and started fo:lj a cottage I saw not far away, when Captain Harrup came suddenly upon me. He swore a dreadful oath and tried to seize me; but I shrieked and fled the and bushes that lined that part of the shore. H e followed, with foarful threats upon his lips, but I hid myseH in lhe wooc1 and the gathering dark ness favored my escape. But he Mi s urely on my track, and will never let up until he finds me and drags me back to his vessel. He knows that I am acquainted with many of his secrets, and will strain every nerve to prevent me from getting away entirely. But I do not mean to betray him if he will only let me alone and tell m e where I can find my father and mother," sobbed the girl. "But you have already said enough to brand him with suspicion," said Dick. "What have I said?" she asked, in wild terror. "You have admitted that he is a Canadian liquor smug gler. "Ah!" she exclaimed. "But you will not tell any one what I said. Promise me that you will not," she cried en treating! y. "Why should you want to shield a roan who has, accord ing to your account, treated you so shamefully?" asked Dick, in astonishment. "Because I want to learn from him where I can find my dear parents." "I am afraid he is not a roan tobe trusted. Better have him arrested, and when lie is in jail, and without power to further injure you, he may be compelled to make term s with you." Before the girl could make any reply to this, a stalwart, bearded man rose from behind the fence, which he cleared at a leap, and, rushing upon her with an exclamation of triumph, seized her by the arm. "So I have caught you at last, eh?" Jessie Brown uttered a thrilling scream and fainted dead away in his arms. CHAPTER V. INTRODUCES CAPTAIN TIARRUP AND HIS l\LATE. "Who are you?" demanded Dick, feeling that, after what he had learned from the hapless girl, he ought to mak'e a fight in her behalf. He instinctively asked the intruder that question, though he almost knew that the man was Captain Harrup. I "None of your business, young man, who I am," repliecl the newcomer, aggressively. "Yes, it is my business," answered Dick, pluckily. "This girl Claimed my protection." "Your protection !" sneered the bearded intruder. "Yes, my protection," replied Dick, sturdily. "Your name is Cap'n Harrup, I believe?" The man gave a start, and glared bal e fully through tho night at the boy. "Who says it is?" he retorted, with a touch of defiance in his tone. "This girl-Jessie Brown."

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, \ EVERY INCH A BO Y. 9 H a You know h e r name, too. " I do. S h e t o ld m e." "And I s uppo s e s h e told y o u s he was running away from me--h e r lawful g uardian e h ? "She1 did, though I don t b e li eve y ou are her guardian." "You don't?" N o If you w e r e her rea l guard i an and tho u g h t any thing of her you wouldn t keep her a pri s one r aboard y our sloop, or on th e Spindles." "Ha! S h e t o ld you that, too ? "She did." "She told you a lie, then," s ai d Cap n Harrup, fie rcely. I d r a ther tak e h e r word than yours r e plie d Dick, dog gedly. "You would?" "That' s w hat I s a id." 'What e l s e did s h e te ll you ?" a s ked the captai n a bit a nxi o u s ly. No matter what she told me You d b ette r l e t her go, o r th e r e' ll be omethiug doin g you won't l ike. H o ldin g the g irl 011 o n e ar111, C ap tain H a rrup with a fie rce impr eca tion dre w a r ern l re r a nd p o int e d it at Dick. ''Now,1you youn g whelp! m y q uestion or I'll s hoot y ou down whe r e you s tand. \Vhat c b e did she te ll you?" Dick saw that the c aptain had the drop on him a nd, beH.eving h i m to be des p e rat e enou g h to carry out his threat, conc l uded that the wisest c ourse was to an s w e r t h e inter rogation "She s aid you took her from her home in Canada on pre t e n s e of c a rrying her to h e r par e nts' home, and that when you got h e r in your power you refu s ed to. f ulfill you r promi s e until s he ma rrie d you "What else?" "That's a ll except s hasai d she escape d from the S p i n dle s l ate t his afternoon a n d rowed h e rself to the sh o r e i n a s mall boat." "Did s h e say anyt hin g about--" The ca. ptai n sud d en l y stopped, as if he thought bet t e r of uttering something that was on h i s mind. "Are you sure that i s a ll she to l d you ?" he s aid in harsh tones. "That was enough to show me what kind of a man you a re," repli ed Dick. Capta i n Har rup rega r ded t h e boy for a moment i n s ilence. He was i n a qua ndar y as to what cours e to purs ue to w a r d h im. He. did n o t recognize Dick as the same boy h e had watched bu r y t h e brass-boun d box that aftern o o n w hich he himself h ad s u bseq u ently unearthed and hid in a d iffer ent spot; b u t it would h ave matter e d littl e if he h a d d o ne so. There was troub l e however, for him in Dick's p resence and attitude. The boy evidently inte naed to resi s t hi s intention of bea ring the u nco n scio u s g irl from t h e farm. It is true it w a s in h i s power to kill or wound the lad but h e did not wan t t o a rou se the p lace by firing at him. In what way cou l d h e p rev e n t the p l ucky boy from ob s t r u cting h is r et r eat? W h i l e h e w as c on s id e ring this weig hty p r oble m a third p ar t y a p pea r e d o n t h e scen e . This was William Maddock s, his mate, who had been h e lpin g h i m sea rch for girl. "Ha, Maddock s !" he exclaim e d, with a sense of relief. "You h ave a t a lu cky mom e nt. I have caught the g irl but this young hayseed obj e ct s to my taking her away with me. " Wh a t objection can he have?" a s ked the mate, s triding for w ard a m l r e garding Dick with s ome curio s ity. "He's g ot a quixotic notion in hi s head that he must defe nd t he young lady. Sh e ha s bee n blabbing to him--" "Ha! c ried Maddocks fier c ely "Has s he betrayed us?" "I am n o t s ure repli e d C a ptain Harrop, ''but I think: not. "But you sa id s h e had bla bbed." "I m;ant s h e had told this young monkey s omeUiing about her s elf. She acc used m e o f taking her a w ay from h e r home in Ca n a da and t h e n keeping her a pris oner on board t h e Firebr and a,nd at the Spindies." t old him that, eh?" "So h e a dmits." "But are y ou sure she said nothing about--" Our bus ine ss? I gues s she didn t g e t the cJiance to s ay a ll she m eant to. I caught her talking to this chap and c hok e d h e r off mighty quick." "Why, w h a t's the m atter with her now?" "Sh e's fainted,'' ex pl a ined the captain. T h e m at e g ave a dry chu c kle. "The n I guess y ou'd better carry her over to our ren d e z v ous and have her taken off to the island." Such i s my intention. I had not waited so Jipng in doin g so, but this c ub objected." Obj e cted did he?" said Maddocks, with an unplea sant l aug h. "Sh e claime d hi s protection from me, he s aid." "Oh, s h e did! That's pretty good, I must s a y Come, you ng fe llow-right a bout face and march." Hold o n, M a ddock s H e mi ght rai s e an alarm and ca u s e us t o b e follow e d which might lead to unpl e asant results for u s Y ou'd bett e r lay hold of him and keep him q uiet until I have h ad s ufficien t time to r e ach the old--" "Hush!" w a rned the mate. "Well, you know whe re I me an,'' replied Captain Har rup. "I do. There i s no need to name the place. You go o n and lea v e me to attend t o thi s youngster. I'll answer for it that h e does not g et a w ay from me until I'm ready to l et him go." Wit h those w ords Maddo ck s s uddenly pounced upon Dick and backed him up a g ain st th e fence. "Now, don' t l e t m e hear a wh,is p e r out oi yQur jaws or someth i ng w ill happ e n that you won't like."

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I 10 EVERY INCH A BOY. He spoke i1 1 a ton e ihd showe d h e meant what he said, and Dick saw that he was qnite helple s s in his hands. CHAPTER VI. HOW DICK AND JOE VISIT THE OLD RUINED CHURCH BY THE SHOHE Oaptain Hurrup utter ed a satisfied lal.1gb, raised Jessie Brown in his arms, and, clambering over the fence, disap peared in the gloom of the night. Some minut e s passed away, and the mate watched his prisoner like a cat does a mouse it is plnying with. The night was comparatively still, the silence being anly broken by the croak of frogs in the nearby creek and the call of various night-birds in the distant wood. From afar came the low, musical cadence of the surf breakin g upon the shore, a mile or so distant. Suddenly Dick and his capto r heard some one corning up the lane whistling. "Don't you dare Qpen your mouth now, or I'll choke you!" said Mr. Maddocks in the boy's ear. f The whistler came closer Dick recognized in that whistle his friend Joe King. Joe marched to the kitchen door of the farmhouse and knocked. The hired girl came to the door. She J\i1d the visitor, whom she knew well, in response to his query, that Dick hadn't come in from the barn yet, where he bad gone immediately after tea. So Joe started for the barn. This was what Dick had been waiting for. He sudden ly grappled with the mate of th e Firebrand and shouted for help. Joe recognized his voice, and also that he was in trouble, and started to his assista nce. Maddocks soon found that the two sturdy lads he had to deal with were more than he could handle. So, shaking them off, he sprang over the fence and vanished in the darkness. "Follow me, Joe I" cried Dick, excitedly. "What! After that fellow? What's the use?" "Not after that man, but after another chap, the captain of the craft that is smuggling liquor into the State." "What do you mean?" asked the mystified Joe. "Never mind asking for an explanation now. I want you to help save the finest little giri in all the world from the clutches of a scoundrel." "Who is the girl?" asked Joe, not a little astonished. "I told you not to ask questions, but follow me. There a moment to be lost if we're going to save her." As Dick vaulted the fence and started off in the direction ta.ken by Captain Harrup, Joe was compelled to follow him without any further explanation, or remain behind in the farmvard, which, of course, he would not for a moment think of "doing. Captain Harrup had had a good atart but, burJcnc d a s he was with th e s e nseless form of Jessie Brown Di c k :fig ured that it would take him some little time to reach t h e beach, and cruisequently he hoped to be able t o ove rhaul him. Dick also thought he had a clue to the captain's destina tion. Captain Harrup had told his mate to hold on to Dick until he had time to reach the old--and tl:ere he was choked off by Maddocks. Dick figured that he meant the old, dismantled church that stood a short distance back from the s ea, on the edg e of the ancient little churchyard, where the dead of the village had been buried for a hundre d y e ar s back. The sea lJad gradually encroached on this God' s a c r e until now the church in que tion, which had been s up planted by a more modern building nearer the village hung almost above the sea at high tide. Nothing had been left in the ancient church whe n i t was abandoned but a cracked bell in the crumbling s teeple and this could occasionally be heard tolling mournfull y on stormy nights when the wind from the great ocean played about it. So it was in the direction of the old church that Dick hurried, with Joe at his heels, as fast as they could make their way across the fields and through the wood in the dark. The music of the rnrf grew louder as they drew nearer to the shore, and when they fl.nally reached the beach they could see the white rollers rising and falling a few yards away. So far Dick had seen nothing of Captain Harrup and the girl, or even of William Maddocks, and the boys, rather winded, relaxed their s peed to a fa s t walk: "What about this girl you want to save from a ra s cal, Dick? Who is she?" "Well, her name is Jessie Brown. She came to the farm a little while ago, in an effort to escape from a man-he's the cap'n of a smuggling liquor craft called the Firebrand, who is persecuting her for s ome purpo se. H e has held her a prisoner aboard his sloop for some time. She late this afternoon. However, he got on her track and came upon her while she was talking to me. I never would have allowed him to carry her away without a good fight, only he pulled a gun on me, and again s t th a t I couldn't do a thing "I should say you couldn't," replied Joe, with a wag of the head. "Then that other chap, who seems to be a side P'.1-rtnc r of his, turned up, making it two to one against me. H e grabbed me, pushed me up against the fence, and told th e cap'n to make off with the girl while he kept me from f o l lowing or giving an alarm. Then you turned up ju s t i n the nick of time to make it so warm for the rascal that he was glad to let me drop like a hot cake." "Then you mean to try and save this pretty Jc8si e Brown from that villainous skipper?" said Joe.

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EV ETIY 1NCH A BOY 11 "That's exactly what I mean to do," repiied Dick, terminedly de-! sand, then Dick saw two _objects walking rapidly in their direction. "You s aid he was a smuggler, didn't yo'll ?" "So the girl told me-a liquor smuggler. He must be the chap the government men have been after these t'Q.ree months pa s t. I am satisfied that the Spindles is his ren dezvous ofl' the coast. And I believe the old church down by the burying-ground is used as a landing-place for the liquor brought ashore at night when the sloop is in this n e ighborhood. It's a wonder the revenue men haven't got on to that fact." "That's s o," replied Joe. "It would be a grea.t thing for u s if we could find out something that would lead to the detection of the smugg lers, for there's a reward, as you know, offered for such information. I believe it's over a thousand dollars. I wouldn't mind earning half of that amount if I got the chance." "Well, Joe, I think we're in a fair way to earn it, if my idea of the s ituation turns out to be the correct one. While my main purpose i s to rescue Jessie Brown, our s ucces s in that direction will probably re sult in the overthrow of the s mugglers. If we can corner them, and then land them in jail, with the help of the revenue men, we'll probably get a large slice of the reward." The boys were now drawing near to the old churchyard and church, where the ancient tombstones looked hoary and mildewed, and stuck up out of the sod at all kinds of angles It was a creepy spot to pass at that hour of the ni g ht, .and Joe,. who had not the special intere s t in the pux suit that Dick had, began to -feel a bit nervous over their prox imity to that grei,ysome locality. There was not the slightest sign of life anywhere around the church to indicate that smugglers, ora.tny other collec tion of individuals, roosted even temporarily in the build ing. It was as dark and silent as the vaults in the adjoining graveyard. Dick led the way directly into the churchyard, and then hugged the low stone wall on the seawaxd side which led right. up to the church. This was a bit of strategy on Dick's part to avoid being seen by any lookout that might be scanning the beach for the approach of intruders He was conducting operations just as if he was certain that there were smugglers in ihe vaults of the old church. If his calculations were wrong, then his chances of sav ing Jessie Brown that night, or perhaps any other time, for that matter, were exceedingly slim "We can't be too cautious in approaching the church, Joe, for if the ra sca l s are here we wouldn't fare very well if they caught us trying to butt in on their secrets." "I'll bet we'd be in a tight fix, for we could look for no help out here," said Joe. "It's so lonesome it gives me the shivers." They paused clos e to the church and looked up and down the long stretc h of s urf-pounded beach. At first they could majrn out nothing but the silent He was almost certain that they were Captain Harrup and J essie Brown Even as he looked he saw a third object jump out from among the bushes and join the oth e rs. "That's Maddocks," he said to him s elf Then nudging Joe, he pointed at the advancing persons and s aid briefly: "Here they come. The girl has recovered her senses and is walking beside the cap'n." Hiding behind the stone wall, under the shadow of the church, the boys s ilently watched the advancing figures. Ins ide of five minutes Dick was able to identify them beyond a doubt. "That's Cap'n Harrup in the middle," he told Joe. "And that's Jessie Brown, is it?" said Joe, watching the oncoming girl with no little curiosity "Yes," repli e d Dick. Captain Harrup, leading Jessie and accompanied by his burly mate, hurried forward, with an occasional glance over their shoulders, as if they feared pursuit. Reaching the broken foundations of the church where it ove.rlapped the beach, they paused t o assure themselves that no one was in sight. Th e n the captain uttered a s ignal whistle. In a moment or two a lantern flashed from the vaults. Seeing which, Harrup, dragging the girl with him entered the min, with Maddocks close a t his heels The l::mtern vani8 h ec1, and so did the captnill the girl and his mate. CHAPTER VII. IN WHICH THE FINGER OF SUSPICION POINTS AT PARKER AND HIS SON BIGE. "We ll Joe," s a .id Dick, "I guess therei isn't much doubt now this old church being the secret shore rendezvous of the violators of the Maine excise laws." "That's right," nodded his companion "We'd bette r notify the revenue officer right away, hadn't we?" "Do you know where he is to be found?" "Blessed if I do." "Have you seen him or any of the government lately?" Joe shook his head men "It's my opinion that the revenue officer is no neare r this spot than Rockland. Or he may be at Rockport, o r somewhere else." "Then what are we goin' to do?" asked Joe, scratching his head. '"l'he only thing I see is for you to make your way to the village as fast as you can and gather a crowd of volun teers to come here, surround the church and capt ure all that are inside."

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EVERY INCH A BOY. "What are you gain' to do?" long chance to rescue her from the clutches of Cap'n "Stay around and keep tab on the rascals." Harrup." "You can't prevent them from gettin' away if they've a The more Dick considered the matter the more aru::ious mind to do so," said Joe. he became to get a peep at the rascals who were congre"I suppose not," admitted Dick. "I hope they won't gated in the ruins of the old church. a move to leave here for an hour or two yet, and "Ies rather a risky matter to try and investigate the that will give you time to do your part." vaults, but it is worth taking a cha.nee when the cause is "AI1 right. I'll get a hustle on," replled Joe. "Hello! good." Here come a couple more of the crowd, I guess." He knew that it would take Joe more than an hour, i Dick looked along the beach and saw a man and a boy not two, to reach the village, gather a sufficient force of approaching. resolute men, and return to that $pot with them. In a few minutes they came near enough for the boys It was rather an irksome business crouching down be-to see their faces quite plainly. hind the churchyard wall and trying to kill time. "Why, it's Bige Parker and his old man," whispered So finally he determined to enter the church. Joe, in some astonishment. With much caution he made his way_: to the rear of the Dick had recognized them, and was equally surprised. crumbling edifice. "I wonder what they're doing down here at this hour By the aid of a pile of fallen stones he pulled himself of the night?" he remarked. up to a windowless opening and cr11.wled inside the building. Mr. Abner Parker and his son walked straight up to the The rising mootl. was just bathing the eastern wall with a ruins and stopped. :flood of white light, and shafts of moonshine Then Bige put his fingers to his mouth and gave utterthrough the half a dozen unprotected openings, once filled ance to a peculiar whistle three times in succession. with stained glass, and illuminated the whole of tlle in" Now, what do you think of that?" gasped Joe. "Bige terior. and his old man must be in with the liquor smugglers, for Nothing remained there but the four bare walls and the a fact." broken floor formed o. big slabs of stone. "Looks like it, doesn't it?" said Dick. A solemn silence reigned in this abandoned house of A man with a lantern presently issued from the ruins, God, disturbed only by the monotonous roar of the surf on walked up to Abner Pa. rker and flashed the light in his the shore outside. and Bige's face. Dick picked his way softly across the floor, with his eyes "Well, my man," the boys heard Mr. Parker say,. "I and ears on the alert. guess you find me all right, don't you? This is my boy There might be a watcher somewhere about, whom he did Btge." not want to run foul of. "Wait here till I report you to Cap'n Harrup, Mr. After making 'a careful observation of the place for ten ,Parker," said the man. minutes he failed to find any traces of a guard or lookout. He turned around and vanished the way he came. "There does not seem to be any way of reaching the I:q, a few moments the light flashed in the ruins be)' ond, vaults from up here," he said to himself at fast. "I've and a voice bade the newcomers advance. heard, though, that there originally were stone steps leadThey obeyed and disappeared under the wreck of the ing to the vaults under a movable slab at one side of the old church. pulpit. I wonder if I can locate that slab?" "I'll bet old man Parker is one of the chaps that .is in He tiptoed over to where the pulpit had once stood and this plot to rob the government and beat the excise," said began to examine the stone flooring with great care. Joe. The moonlight was now of great advantage to him, as it "I'd like to make sure of that," said Dick. "It would made the interior of the church almost as bright as day-be money in our pockets, Joe." time. "If he's captured in the company of the smugglers, he'll At length he made out a big slh.b to which were attached have to explain why he was down here. It will put him in three pair of heavy hinges, and at the opposite side there a mighty bad light, any way you put it," said Joe. were two big iron rings imbedded at each end of the slab. "It will that; but he can't be held without some direct "I've found it," he breathed, his blood quickening under evidence. Run along now and get a dozen people to come the excitement of the moment. ''But I don't believe I'll down here. Bring them through the churchyard instead be able, single-handed, to move it. It has probably re of by way of the beach. At any rate, you want to use as mained untouched ever since the church was allowed to go much caution as possible." to ruin." So Joe started off in the shadow of wall, leaving Dick Dick, however, had no idea of giving up without making to watch the church. the best effort he knew how to overcome the difficulty. "I'd like to get into the vaults, if I could do so with()ut So he laid hold of one of the rings and pulled. being detected," thought Dick, when he was alone. "I'm The ponderous appearance of the slab gave him little anxious about that girl. "I'm willing to take a hopes of success.

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EVERY INCH A BOY. 13 So delicat ely adju s ted was the stone for moving, how e ver, that cies pite its size it soon began to. yield to Dick's toug h muscles. Little by li t tle it rose from its socket, disclosing a dark void below. When the stone reached a perpendicular position it stopped and would go no further. "Yes, captain, the count is all right," replied Abner Parker. "And every one of them has a keg of the best French cognac snugly stowed away in its insides," said the skipper of the Firebrand, complacently, as he puffed his good cigar. "Ah, Captain Harn1p, this is a great scheme of yours Dick had some matc;hes in his pocket. He lit one and :flashed the light down into the abyss. He saw a dooen stone steps as solid as the rocks on the seashore, leading down into the vaults. "I wonder if those liquor smugglers know of this way of access to the ruins below? I'll wager they don't. I may be able to get right amongst them without their knowl edge. That will be great. It will serve as a fine way of trapping them when Joe brings back a dozen villagers to round the rascals up." I for hoodwinking the revenue officers. So far it has worked like a charm. Two weeks ago an officer ,happened along as my son Bige was driving a load of these things to Rock port. He glanced into the wagon as he passed, but, seeing only half a dozen innocent-looking mackerel kits, he con tinued on his way without the least suspicion that he had been within arm's length of something he would have given a good deal to have spotted. It is a great idea." Dick descended the stone steps and came to the first of a series of low vaults. The crypts, where bodies had once been interred, were bare of the moldy coffins, for they had been removed and buried in the more modern cemetery. Dick surveyed these vaults by the aid of matches, that burned with a dull, bluish light instead of the ordinary bright flare. The boy had no interest in them except so far as they helped hiih forward in the object he was striving to attain. Much to his chagrin there seemed to be no outlet from them except the lc{w arches that separated them. When he reached the last one he was about to gi:ve up and return to the church above, when his sharp eyes de tected a s treak of light shining through a crevice in one of the walls. Investigating this, he found it came from a large cellar beyond. The room was filled with a score or two of mackerel kit s A keg of' real French brandy was concealed inside of each kit, but so cleverly was this done that to all outward appearance they looked innocent enough, and not even a s killed revenue agent would have suspected the ruse. A s hip's lantern stood o.n top of one of the tiers, and an arched doorway communicated with another cellar to one side. to the stacked-up mackerel kits, and evidently checking off their nulmber, was Abner Parker, while beside him stood Captain Harrup. The two men appeared to be on familia. r terms, and con firmed Dick s opinion that Mr. Parker was the shore agent for the contraband liquor. CHAPTER VIII. PIS OLOSE S A FEW FACTS ABOUT THE LIQUOR SMUGGLING BUSINESS. "You find the number of kits correct, according to the schedule, d o n t you, M:r. Parker?" said Captain Harrup, whe n hi s companion had finished hi s enumeration. "Yes," nodded the captain, blowing out a cloud of to bacco smoke; "it fills the bill right up to the handle. Now, how many empty kits will you have on hand for us to take off to the sloop to-night?" "I have about forty." "The boats will come ashore a littie after midnight. Have the empties here befote that hour. Then you can carry back a load of these full ones, and afterward get the balance up to your place before daylight." "Bige will attend tp that all right, captain. He's a pretty slick boy, Bige is. He'll have every o.ne of these kits in our barn before cock-crow." "Good. You brought the money with you, I suppose, to pay for this lot?" "Certainly. The sum we agreed on is--" "Twenty-four hundred dollars," replied Captain Harrup, promptly. "Why not make it an even two thousand dollars?" said Mr. Parker, persuasively. "No, no, Mr. Parker," ans wered the skipper, with a strong shake of his head. "The lot is dirt cheap at twenty four hundred doll?l's. I couldn't take a cent Less." "But I have only two thousand dollars." "Hand it over. I'll trust you for the balance." "I don't like to carry a credit account to you on my ledger," said Mr. Parker. "Then send the four hundred dollars by your son Bige when he brings down the empty kits at midnight." Seeing that Captain Harrup was firm in his demand, Mr. Parker counted out the two thousand dollars, and promised to send the balanee by his son that night. Captain Harrup stowed the bills away in an inner pocket and offered his companion a fat cigar. "Come into the other cellar and we'll drink success to our next venture," he said, taking the lantern from its roosting spot on the top of tpe kits. ''l suppose you'll make another run this time thirty days hence?" said Mr. Parker, as he followed the skipper toward the arched opening. "I-f nothing prevents, yo\l may expect to hear from me about that time," replied Captain Harrnp. Then the two men retired to the adjoining cellar, leaving

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14 EVERY INCH A BOY. the one where the kits were in darkness, except for the streak of illumination that shone through the doorway. "Well," said Dick, who had overheard every word of the foregoing conversation, "Mr. Parker and Bige arc hand-inglove with the liquor smugg lers, beyond a doubt; but I g\lCSS I ll put a spoke in their wheel. So there's a keg of French cogna.c in every one of those mackerel kits? And Bige is to carry them up to his father's barn before sunrise? l\Iaybe he will, but if he does, they'll never get any further, if I have anything to say about the ma.tter. I'm going to get a slice of that reward for putting the government on the track of the smugg lers and the receiver of the contraband goods. It will kind of reconci,le me to the loss of that treasure-box I had all the troubl e of dig ging up for somebody else to benefit by. I wonder if I couldn't manage to get in to that cellar some way? I'd like to get a further line on Captain Harrup and Mr P arker." Dick struck a match and examined the wall where the c rack was. He found it was in a crumbly state, ancl it look ed as if it not take much prying at to make a hole sufficiently large for him to crawl He set to work without delay, and soon the st01I1es came out in his hands, one by one, for the mortar had very little hold on them. Dick worked diligently to accomplish his object. He had some fear, however, that the wall might give way in a big chunk, with a noise loud enough to bring the smugglers into that cellar to. find out the reason for the di stu rbance. Fortunately nothing like that happ e ned. As soon as he had made an opening wide enough for him to pass his shoulders through he stopped enlarging it any more. After liste nin g to the smtnds that came to his ears from the adjacent cellar, and lrnving satisfied himself that the persons in there were not likely to make their appearance through the archway for a while, at least, he scrambled through the hole he had made in the wall and soon found himself stan ding inside, within easy reach of the mackerel kits. '--"' He made his way at once to the arc hed opening and looked into the next cellar. It was twice the size of the one he was in, and wa s fur' ni shed with a plain deal table, at which Captain Harrup, William Maddocks and Mr. Parker sat drinking and smoking; half a dozen stools, a sma ll iron stove, with a pipe l e ading out through the further wall, and various other articles which it is unnecessary to particularize. Bige P a rke:r sat on a stool close to h i s father's elbow, with a cigarette between his l ips and a glass of something that looked stronger than water in his hand. Near the archway was a piece of sai lcloth thrown over some invisib l e obj ect, and it immediately occurre r l to Dick that there was an excellent hiding-place for him if h e' could reach its shelter without being discovered. Thi s was not an easy feat to accomplish, as the cellar was brightly lighted up by two l anterns. The men appeared to be absorbed in the conversation, while Bige's back was presented to him; so, afler some re flection, Dick c1eci(led to chance it: He got down on hi s hands ancl knees and crawled quickly towarcl ancl presently hid himself under the sailc loth. No one saw mm do this, and he congratulat e d himself on the success of ltiR maneuver. He found that ihere was a. heavy iron box, not very l arge, under the sailcloth. As his fingers ran ovrr it s dirl-encrusted surface and rested on a handle at tlie end nearest him it suddenly flashed across his mind that box was very like the one he had dug up near the old shanty on his half-acre plot. A strong suspicion gradually formed itself in his mind that this might be the same chest. Should such be the actual faci., it was certainly a mys tery how it came to be in that cellar. It could only be accounted for by lhe fact that sonie member of this crowd o{ Rnrngglcrs hacl seen him dig the box up and afterward rebury it close to the shanty. Then, taking advantage of hi s s hort absence from the spot when he went alter J oc and his fish-cart, had c1ug it up and dragged it away to some place, it was after ward conveyed to lhc old church. As the reflection struck him that he hac1 a chance of re ga inin g this box of money, his blood began to tingle with a fresh excitement. He had now a triple object in circumve nting the liquor smugg l e rs, namely, the rescue of Jessie Brown, the recov ery of the lost treasure-box and the prospective reward that would s urely be his if the rascals were captured through bis efforts "I don't see a sig n of Jessie Brown's presence down here," he said to himself. "I wonder where the cap'n stowed her away?" He remained very sti ll in his hiding-place, tor fear one of the p ersons in the place might notice a movement of the sailcloth, which woulcl rn1turally arouse his suspicion that something was wrong. Of course he easily heard all that was being said at the table. "I should think your movements would be .closely watche d at St. Johns," _remarked Ml Parker to Captain Harrup. "You see, the revenue people arc satisfied that contraband liquor is being smuggled into this State at some point alo.ng the coast, and lately their suspicions have at tached to this locali ty I suppose the reason for that is because the Rockport, Rockland and Warren druggists have not been buying much liquor of l ate from Boston, for medicinal purposes, of course, and yet they seem to have an unusually plentiful supp ly of extra fine brandy ron stantly on hand, in Rpite of the fact that physicians have found it necessary to issue an increasing m1mber of pre scriptions calling for brandy. Then, too, every well-lo-do resident, as well as about every farmer, has a private demi-

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EVERY INCH A BOY. 15 john in some secret spot on his premises. As a matter 0 fact, the authorities have discovered that alcoholic liquors were never quite so plenteous within a radius of one hun dred miles of this spot as they are now." Captain lianup and his mate l aughed heartily at Mr. Parker's words. "Yes," replie d the captain, "the Firebrand is getting to be an object o f susp i cion at SL Johns. There is no doubt of that fact. The Newfoundlnnd authorities don't care a tinkE!r's blessing, as they are losing nothing, but the Ameri can government has several secret service men on the watch there. I have di$COvered the identity of two of them who have been around the waler-front. But what can they make out of the sloop but a simp l e fishing smack ? We alway s sail in an open way on a mackerel cruise, and mack erel are to be found a l ong th i s coast as well as elsewhere. When we return to St . Tohns we're loacled down with the fish. No one who has watched the s loop has ever see n us take a single cask of brandy or a solitary cai::e of wine on board. How could they, when we haven't done so? The brandy and other liquor is carried out of St. Johns, and somet imes other Canadian ports, by another vessel, that meets l1s ofl' soundings, where the transfer i s effected. Then I land the stuff at the Spindles, where we keep the empty kits. There the brandy kegs are packed in the kits, and when pot taken inlo Rockland are l anded here. Yo u know that it wouldn't do to bring too many kits of mackerel into Rockland under existing conditions, l est discovery of our method s might come about, and that would be the end of the business. That's why I sel ected the lone s ome stretch of shore n ear this church to h e lp us out." "I understand," replied Mr. Parker. "You seem to be a pa stmaster at dissimulation." "One has got to be quick-witted when dealing with the argus-ey e d officials on the lookout at all times." "We ll, I guess I've got to be moving," s aid Mr. Parker, finishing his g lass an d ri s ing to his feet. "It will take an hour or more, after Bige and I get home for him to brin g those kits down here." "One glass more b efore we pa.rt, Mr. Parker," said the captain, refilling the glasses from the stone jug on the table. "Here's success to a continuation of our trade, and may you have no trouble in getting the contents of thos e forty-o dd kits in yonder cellar on the market." 'fhis sentiment was dul y drunk to with much enthusiasm on the part of those so vitally interested in the nefarious traffic after which Ahner Parker and his precious son took their departure from the p l ace. r CHAPTER IX. TREATS OF CAPTAIN HARRUP, HTS "MATE, AND JESSIE BROWN. Captain Harrup and his mate remained at the table. "What are your ultimate intentions toward that girl, cap'n ?" aske d Maddocks. I "Why, I mean to many h er, of course. I tliought you knew that." "I've heard you say so half a d ozen times, but I don't see you doing it." "I haven't been able to win her over to my way of think ing as yet; that's the reason the ceremony has been post poned." "Will you ever win her over? She's even more opposed to you now than s he was when she first came aboard the \ sloop." "Oh, she'll get tired of holding off, and b eing kept under hatches, after a while." "If you don't do somet hin g to the point with regard to her soon it will lead to trouble. She all but got away from you to-night." "I know sh e did; but she won't get another chance to g ive u s the sll p soon again,'' said the captain, vehem e ntly. "She might hav e ruined u s if she had got clean off and told tales," replied Maddocks. "She's a dangerous adjunc t to our busines s, cap' n. Some means must be found to in sure her silence. If you're sweet on her, and can't live wit hout her, you'd b ette r marry h e r right off the reel, whether she's willing or not. Then her own intere s t s will no doubt keep her quiet." "It isn't that I'm sweet on h er, Maddocks. She's rather a yo,ung thing for a man of my years." "Then what's your object in hanging on to her?" "The fact of the matter is, she' s h ei ress to a considerable property that I'd like to get my hands on." "Oh, is that the way the wind blows? You think by marry ing her that you ll come in for 'luite a bit of prop erty, eh?" Captain nodded. "Then if I was you, cap'n, I wouldn't lose any unneces sar y time in having the knot tie(l. The the bett e r, for your interest as well a s ours." "I know; but a forced marriage i s not a le ga l one. Things must be done up shipshape in order to arrive at re s ults." "How long have you known her?" "I've known her, in a way, ever s ince she was a little girl and came under the ro of of an old comrade of mine. Brown isn't her right name, but i s the name he gaYe her whe n he got her. His wife was nurse to the girl's mother, and because she was detected and dismissed from a par ticu larly soft berth for taJ{ing things that belonged to the grand house in which s he was employed she revenged her self by kidnapping the child and carrying her off to New foundland, where sh e kept her until late ly when I per suaded the girl to come aboard my s loop und e r pretense of restoring h e r to her parents, whom she had always sup posed to be dead until I told her they wasn't, and tha t they have never really ceased to l ook for her, which i H the one straight fact of the cock-and-bull yarn I handed her out. She's been d ead to them these twelve years, but they st ill have detectives searching at intervals for some trace of her." "Her folks a re wealthy, then, I s'pose?"

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16 EVERY INCH A BOY. "Yes Got plenty of worldly good s ." "All of which she'll come in for one of these days, if she' s a!loW'ed to return to them eh?" Captain Harrup nodded. "'11he most important joint to me i s that her grand father left her abollt fifty thousand dollars when she was three years old, jus t before she was stolen. That is st ill being held in trust for her, and is the golden object I'm after." "Whe,re. does her foJks live?" "In Boston." "And their name is--" "Oh, come now, Maddocks, you don't expect I'm going to tell you the real secret, do you ?" asked Captain Harrup, with a short laugh. The mate laughed, too, and refilled his glass. "Well, h e re's hoping that you'll g et your flukes on the rhino," he said. "Now, let's talk about a mo re intere s ting subject to me." "What's that?" "Why, that brass-bound box I helped you to carry down from the spot where you had it buried to this cellar. Yon der it lies und er that bit of sailcloth." "What about it?" "I want to know what's in it." "You know a s much about it as I do." "Well, what do you think is in it?" "I think it bolds something valuable-silver plate, for in sta nce." "Or money." "Money wouldn't weigh-" "Gold money would.'' "I don't think it's money that makes it weighty." "What then?" Silver plate and other like articles." "What makes you suppose it contains such stuff as that?" "Because I imagine it holds the plunder of some robbery done in this neighborhood, and silverware is the more likely goods that would be carried off. There may be some money in it, but I think it more likely that the thief would keep that in his pocket. Now, it is different as regards other kinds of swag wbich has to be turned into moneythat's always a more or less dangerous matter, for it be traced." "What makes you think the contents of the box is stolen property? To my eye, that chest looks like a very old one that had been a good many years under ground. Some old miser around here may have buried his gold in it, and then died with the secret untold." "You may be right, Maddocks," replied Captain Harrup, reflectively. "Right or not, what I'm trying to get at is what is com-ing to me out of it." "For helping me to fetcp it here?" "Exactly; and for assisting you to get it off aboard the sloop. It's right I should have a share, isn't it?" "I expect to give y_ou a portion, but c e rtainly not a full half." "I'm not looking for half. You found it, and have the first call upon it, but I think that about a quarter would be a fair divy." Captain Harrup looked as i:f he was not particularly anxious to hand over as much as that of find, which he privately believed to consist of prop e rty of considerable value. Final)y he agreed to his mate's propo sition, though he dicl it grudgingly. Then he looked at his watch. "It's half-past ten," he said. "Suppose you go out and talk to Noyes for a while. I've got something to say to the girl." "All right," agreed Maddocks, draining his glass and rising from his chair. The mate recharged his pipe, lit it, and strolled of the cellar. After he hR.d gone, Captain Harrup sat for a while s moking the las t of hi s cigar, and apparently thinking deeply. 1 At length he tossed the butt away, got llp, went through an opening in the cellar, and presently returned, l eading Jes sie Bro w n by the wrist. "Sit down," he said to her, resuming his former sea t at t h e table. She obeyed. There were traces of tears on her and her man ner was much depressed. "I want to know when you a re going to marry me, .Tes sie?" said Captain Harrup, leaning his arms on the table an d looking a:t her. The girl made no reply, nor did she raise her eyes from the floor at his question. "Still obdurate, eh?" he said harshly. "This afternoon you made your escape from the island, and only that I for tunately happened to be near the shore when you landed you might have given me the slip. As it was, you did manage to escape for a while. What were you saying to that young cub you met on that farm?" "Nothing that need worry you," she answered, with an effort. "You mean you did not betray the business that brings us to this coast-is that it?" "Yes.' \ "But you told him about yourself. You told him I had taken you away from your home in Canada, promising to restore )\OU to parents you had thought dead. You told him that, didn't you?" "I did." ''You also told him that as soon as I got you aboard the sloop I refused to carry out my promise until you mar ried me. Isn't that true?" "It is." "Why did you confide all that to a stranger-a common farm boy?"

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EVERY INCH A BOY. 17 Jessie remained silent. "Answer me!" he demanded sharply. "Because-because-I--" She broke down, bent her head on the edge of the table; and began to weep bitterly. "Because you were a little fool," he said angrily. "No doubt you'd have betrayed the whole business if I hadn't come upon you when I did." "N o--no," she sobbed. He stroked his heavy beard and regarded her a moment or two in silence. "What would have prevented you from giving us away?" "I wouldn't want to send you or the others to prison," replied in a choked voice. "Very considerate of you, indeed," he answered sneer ingly. "If you think so much of my safety, why won't you marry me and put an end to your captivity?" "Because I never can care enough for you to do that." "I'm too old for you, I suppose? Well, I'm not a young shrimp, it is true. I'm a man able to provide for you in a proper manner. I've no doubt I could make you nappy enough if you'd look at the matter in a sensible way. I've got money-a good bit of it-and I mean to have more. If anything happened to me after we got spliced it would all go to you. Then you'd be a fine, handsome young widow. There are lots of girls that would tumble over themselves to get me if they thought they had a chance. Forty-four years WOillldn't stand in the way-not much. No, nor fifty .four, for that matter. You are a little fool to turn down a good thing. However, I don't mean to be turned down. Do you hear me? I've made up my mind to marry you, and when I determine on a thing I always put .it through by hook or by crook. The best thing you can do is to yield at once. Then when the business is done up brown I'll take you to your parents." "Are my father and mother surely alive?" she asked, with tearful eagerness. "They are." "Where, oh, where are they?" "They're living in Boston." I "What is my real name?" "You w ill know thatafter you have me." "You will not tell me now?" "I'm not such a fool," he replied curtly. "How can I know you are telling the truth? How can I tell but this is a trick on your part to make me marry you? I do not love you-I never can; but if I was sure that I would see and embrace a dear mother and father whose love I have so long been deprived of I'd--" "Well?" said the captain, as she paused with a little shudder. "I'd consent to marry you," she replied in an almost in audible tone. "If you were sure, eh?" he said in a tone of satisfaction. "I have here all the necessary evidence to prove who you are," he said, putting his hand in his pocket and bringing out a pocketbook. "When we return to Newfoundland we'll go to a minister's. Before he reads the ceremony that will make us one you shall look at these papers and satisfy yourself that I have not deceived you; but before I will them in your hands you must swear to stand by your promise. Do you agree to that?" Before she could answer him a loud sneeze came from under the piece of sailcloth that covered the brass-bound treasure-box. Captain Harrop turned around and looked at the tum bled piece of canvas. Then he rose 'md walking to the spot tore the sailcloth away. Dick Dallas lay revealed before his astonished eyes.I CHAPTER X. IN WHICH DICK FINDS HIMSELF IN A TIGHT .FIX. Jessie Brown had followed Captain Harrup's movements with her eyes, and when the sailcloth was cast aside, and our young hero was plainly to be seen crouching beside the dirt-encrusted chest, she instantly recognized him, tho.ugh she had only seen him once before under a starlit sky. Instinctively she clasped her hands and uttered a sup pressed scream. "So it's you, is it?" roared Captain in angry amazement, recognizing the boy as the same who had stood up for Jessie Brown at the Richardson farm. Dick jumped to his feet and faced the skipper of the Firebrand. "How came you here?" demanded the captain. "I came after my box," replied Dick, adopting that ex-cuse on the spur of the moment. "After your '\that?" "My box." "What box, you young monkey?" "That brass-bound chest here. It's mine. I dug it up and then you stole it from Those words caused Captain Harrup to identify Dick as the boy he had seen dig up and afterward rebury the box. A much more serious question than the ownership of the brass-bound treasure chest confronted the captain. How long had the lad been concealed under that piece of sailcloth, and what had he heard during that time? "How did you get in here and when?" gritted the skip per. "I want to know if you're going to give up that box?" ll.sked Dick, ignoring the question. "Answer my questions," thundered Captain Harrup. "Oh, I walked in a little while ago..'' Dick answered care lessly. Captain Harrup put a whistle to his lips and blew a blast. Mr. Maddocks ;responded at once. "What do you want, cap'n ?" he asked.

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18 EVERY INCH A BOY. Then his gaze lighted on Dick. the table, "you'd better go back to your cage till the boats "Why, who's this?" he added. arrive anc1 I can sem l you off i.o the sloop." "Don't you recognize him?" asked the captain. He grabbed her by the wrist and marched her off by the The mate stepped closer and looked the boy in the face. route he hac1 brought her into the cellar. ''I do now," answered Maddocks with a low imprecati on In a few moments he returned. "This is the young cub you handed over to me to watch"Come here, he said. "We'll have to carry I the chap you found the gid with-and he gave me the slip I this young chap aboard of the sloop or else---" with the h el p of another lad who came up shortly after yo.:1 haa gone off with the young lady. What's he doing here? How did he get :ln ?" "That's what I wa11t to know. Take a lantern and ex &mine the ne xt cellar." T\e mate g:ahbed a lantern, entered the adjoining cellar, and returned in a moment or two. "There",;; 11 big hole in the north wall that wasn't there when the .kits were stowed away. He must have got in that way ;'You watch him while I take a iook at it," said the skipper He took the lantern from the mate's hand and entered the next cellar. When he came back he. was madder than ever. "It's clear he broke through from the vaults beyond. There must be another hole somewhere beyond eominunicat ing from the outside. The cub has followed us, and he's evidently been here long enough to learn enough to ruin us. What shall we do with him?" "The first thing will be to tie him up so he can't escape," said Maddocks. "Get a piece of rope and do it, then?" replied Captain Harrup, drawing his revolver and pointing it at Dick. Since you've seen fit to poke your nose into a hornets' nest, you young cub, you must expect to be stung." The m11te readily found a small length of rope and ap proached Dick tO tie him. The bqy dodged so as to pla,ce the mate 'between him and the pointed pistol. Maddocks endeavored to grab him but failed. "Stand still or I'll shoot you," roared Captain Harrup, altering his position so as to cover the boy again. As he uttered the words Jessie Brown sprang between Dick and the captain's aim. "Stand out of the way, Jessie!" stormed the skipper. ""7 ou sha'n't shoot him 1'1 she cried, desperately. "Seize her, Maddocks!" cried Captain Harrup, furiously, advancing himself, 'fhe mate ma.de a spring at the girl and laid hold of her. The skipper walked up to Dick and thrust the revolver within an inch or two of his nose. then, Maddocks, let the girl go and tie this pery interloper." The mate obeyed and in two minutes Dick was a prisoner with his arms secured behind his back. "Trice him up to yonder sta.nchion," directed Captain H::?rrup. Dick was duly fastened to a post at the back of the cellar. "N0w, my gfrl," said the skipper, putting the lantern on "What?" "Shoot him." Jl.fnddoeks shook his heatl to the la st suggestion "No blooclletting in mine," he objected "There is no silence like the silence of death," persisted the skipper. "He has our secret in his possession, and if he escapes-" "We mustn't let him escape." "Of course not; but if we permit him to live there is a lways a chance of his outwitting us when we're off our guard For my part I shouldn't like to lose what I've worked so hard for." "Nor I," replied the mate; "but murder I draw a line at." "Seems to me you've grown mighty squeamish al.l at once," sneered Captain Harrup, with a frown. "I don't call it murder-it's self-preservatioll-;" "I don't see any need for g oing to extremes with the boy. We've got him in our power. We ought to be able to hold him as well as you've held that girl." "And he might escape from us just as that girl came within an ace of doing. That boy butted in here of his own free will and ought to take the consequences." "Of course he'll have to take the consequences; but those consequences need not mean his death." "Well, we'll leave the matter for all hands to decide on. W fire all in the same boat, though you and I have the most to lose. This lad is a plucky fellow-I can see that with half an eye-and he's bound to give us a whole lot of trouble unless we can silence him effectively. As I said before if he shou lc\ make his escape it would then be good bye to us and the l:lusiness. Our trips would be confined to the pavement of the State prison, and the sloop and our paraphernalia would be sold to the highest bidder to pad out the reward that is offered for our detection and con viction. We should be as completely ruined as any man that ever went through a court of bankruptcy." "I reckon I value my liberty as well as any of you, and wou.lc1 risk life and limb to preserve it," responded the mate doggedly. "I would defend my property to the la st, and, in a fair :fight wouldn't hesitate to shed blood to save it; but I'd sooner lose all than put my neck into the hangman 's noose." "There's no danger of our doing that. If it's so decided that the boy is to be put out of the way we'll draw lot s to see who will undertake the job, and that can be arranged i n such a way that none of us will know who the lot falls to. Then the lad will disappear, and that's all there'll be to it." "I don't like it," replied Maddocks. "It's my o.pinion if we deal fairly with the chap he will never betray us/:

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EVERY INCH A BOY. 19 "Oh, of course," returned Captain Hanup, ironically. "I s po s e you d vote to let him go free and trust to his honor. Bosh! The first thing he d do would be to put the revenue officers on to us and our game I wouldn't trust a man's oath, under the circumstances, much less a boy' s William Maddocks shrugged his shoulders and filled out a glass of liquor for himself, an example followed by the Bkipper. They drank in silence "It' s pretty near time for the boats to come ashore," said Captain Harrup, putting down his glass. "Let's adjourn to the beach The two men left the cellar and Dick Dallas to his own reflections. '--CHAPTER XI. DESCRIBES HOW DICK AND JESSIE MADE THEIR ESCAPE FROM THE SMUGGLERS "I guess I'm i n a pretty tight box," mused Dick, after the skipper and his mate had left the cellar "I wonder what they'll do with me? Thank goodness Joe wasn't in here, too. He ought to be back here soon with a crowd large enough to take these three rascals into custody, and release me and Miss Brown. If I cou l d only manage to fre e myself before these chaps return, I could perhaps release fhe girl and then we both could make our escape by the way I entered." With this idea in his head he strained away at the cord s that bound him, but found that Maddocks had made a pretty thorough job of tying him to the post. He couldn't possibly get his han ds loose. "It looks as if I'm a fixture until somebody cuts this rope," he said to hims elf disconsolately. At that moment J essie Brown look ed cautiously into the cellar Seeing no one she came forward and looked around. Dick saw her at once and called out in a low tone: "Miss Jessie." She looked startled at the bail, and for a moment stood trembling in her tracks. Then her eyes rested on Dick and ehe ran to him. "Quick!" he exclaimed. "Cut me l oose." "I haven't a knife." "Put your hand in my pocket and you'll find my jack knife. It's got a sharp blade that'll go through the rope as though it was cheese." Cons cious that every moment was precious Jessie lost no time in getting possession of the knife. A minute late r the cords fell away from the prisoner and he was free "Corne let's get out of here. You must go with me." "Yes yes; but how can \Ye get out of these cellars? The only entrance is yonder, and that is guarded by one of Cap tain Harrup's men." There i s another way. "I "Another way?" she ejaculated in some surprise. "Yes the way I got in." "Ah!" "I broke through the wall of the next cell ar Come, I will show you." Ile led the trembling gir l into the adjacent cellar where the kits were stored. It was dark, of course, but Dick knew the way to the opening he had made, and with his hand on J essie'8 arm he brought her right up to it. "I never can get throu g h there," she S aid doubtfully. "Yes you can, when it's a cas e of must. I'll go through first and then pull you through afterwa r d." "Where does it lead to?" she asked. "The burial vaults." "Ohl" "And thence up stone stairway into the body of the church." "How can we get out of the church?" ''By the same way I got in-through one of the window le s s o'penings." She seemed to be satisfied and Dick, after listening a moment, crawled through the opening into the vault be yond 'As soon as he had landed on the other side he helped Jessie through also. Then he hurried her through the dark and creepy vaults to the stone stairway "Now follow me up and we'll be out of the building in a twinkling." He ran up the steps, and the girl followed close behind r him "I may as well close this s lab," he breathed, letting the heavy, but nicely adjusted s lab down into its socket. Like two shadows they crossed over to the window by which Dick had entered Here a real difficulty presented itself. The ledge was just out ot their r each Dick hadn't thought of the matter when he entered, for hi s thoughts were wholly engrossed with the one idea of g etting into the church vaults. Now it looked as if their escape was blocked. However, it was not Dick's nature io ba discouraged by obstacles Whenever he ran against a snag he put hi s mi nd to w o rk to try and get around it by the easiest manner possible. "How can we get out?" asked Jessie, anxio u s ly. "I can lift you up then you can scramble throush u nd drop on the other side." "But how will you maaage yours elf?" *'Oh, I'll get out somehow," he replied reassuringly. "Isn't there any other ay ?" she asked, not exactly liking the method proposed. "I don't know,'' replied Dick. "\Ve rnn i11Ycstigate, of course, but time is precio u s with us. Th e skipper and his mate may return to the cellar any moment, and when they

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20 EVERY INCH A BOY. find I have escaped they're bound to follow, am1 then we may be caught on the very threshold of freedom." "I'll do anything you say," she answered in a resigned tone. "There's a couple of doors in the he said; ''but 1.'m afraid they're locked." He led the way into a small, bleak apartment in the rear of the crumbling edifice. Striking a match he looked around and saw the two na.r-row doors at either end. He tried one. It was locked as he had feared. The other was just as secure. "Blocked again," he said. "The window seems to be our only They returned into the body of the church again. Dick glanced around for something that would make their escape easier. He saw a dark object at the far end of the church where it overlapped the beach. Perhaps it was something that might assist them .' "Wait here," he said to .Jessie. Then he glided across the stone slabs composing the floor. The dark object turned out to be a number of pieces of driftwood that somebody had carried from the shore into the church and left there. One of them would serve their purpose. By placing it beneath the window they could crawl up to the opening and thus reach the goal of their hopes. Before taking of the log Dick went and tried the heavy front door of the church. Pulling it open a little way he looked down on a mass of crumbling earth that the tides had undermined. It would have been easy for him and Jessie to leave 1.he church and gain the beach by this road, but it would lay them open to immediate recapture, as they must surely be seen at some point by the mal'.\ on watch in the ruins. Under such conditions Dick would not chance it. So he closed the door, got the log and carried it over to where the girl WBB impatiently awaiting his return. He stood the piece of driftwood at an angle under the openag, crawled up to the ledge, and then steadied it so that Jessie could follow. Then to loop off on to the pile of debris on the outside was a simple matter. The churchyard, with its straggling array of dilapidated headstones, lay before them, bathed in the moonshine. Dick, however, did not propose to retreat very far from the church, for he wanted to be on hand when Joe came up with his force of villagers. Indeed he expected them to appear at any moment now, for it was close on to midnight. Dick looked around for some place where they might hide in comparative safety from the pursuit which he judged would not be long delayed. Not far from the church, and close 1.o the shore wall, was a dilapidated tomb. It stood under the shade of a weeping willow. Some weeks before Dick had peeped into it when he was down that way, and he now recollected that it offered an excellent refuge. It was erected over a vault, and was dry and roomy, at least for two persons. To this tthelter then Dick guided the trembling girl and assisted her to step into it. By kneeling on the flagging which composed the floor of the tomb one could ea.'lily look over the edge of the broken cover of the tomb and survey not only the church, a hun dred feet away, but a good part of the beach and ocean. While Jessie remained hidden from sight Dick posted himself at the opening and awaited developments. ... CHAPTER XII. WHEREIN DICK A.ND JESSIE ARE RECAPTURED. As Dick glanced out to sea he observed a good-sized sloop m\j.king in for the land from the direction of the Spindles. Evidently this was the smugglers' craft-the Firebrand. She hove to within a hundred yards of the beach, and two boats put out from her and headed for the shore. .. Down the beach came 11 large farm wagon, driven by Bige Parker. It was heaped high with empty mackerel kits. Outside the ruins on the beach in the moonlight stood Captain Harrup and his mate. They were watching the boats as they rapidly drew close in. Bige and the wagon arrived at the same time that the boats were beached. Ca.Jiltain Harrup stepped forward and issued orders to the four men composing the crew of each boat. They turned to at once to unload the wagon and carry the kits to the boats. When the kits were all aboard the men shoved the boats off and returnoo to the sloop, where their freight was speed ily transferred to the hold of the vessel. One boat alone returned to the beach. In the meanwhile, however, Bige drove close to the ruins, and entered the place with Captain Harrup and the mate. "There'll be something doing now sure," thought Dick, "for as soon as they enter the cellar they'll discover that I've escaped." In about five minutes out dashed the skipper ll.Ild Mad docks, each lantern in hand, and taking opposite directions they began to examine the foundation of the church on the outside. "They've found out that I've got away, and perhaps have iliscovered that Jessie is missing, too, and are looking for the hole through which they suppose we made om-escap e,"

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EVERY INCH A BOY. 21 chuckled Dick, with bis eyes on the bearded captain. "They must have been through the vaults in search of us, and are no doubt greatly puzzled to account for the manner by which we di s appeared. If I had not. closed the movable slab at the head of the stone steps the secret would have been clear; but unless they know how easily it works they would scarcely suspect we could have passed that wa-y." Captain Harrup and his mate came together at the rear of the church, and Dick saw them hold a consultation. Then Maddocks climbed into the window through which the fugitives made their exit from the church. He saw the log leaning against the sill of the opening and called the captain's attention to the suspicious Dick saw Captain Harrup make some motion and the mate disappeared with the lantern inside the church. In about five minutes he reappeared at the winde>w again and made his report, which, of course, was to the effect that the fugitives were not inside. Another consultation was held and then they returned to the cellar again. They did not reappear until the boat from the sloop reached the beach. 'rhen the captai_n rushed down to the water edge ahd spoke to the four sailors. Led by the skipper and Maddocks they hurried into the graveyard and scattered among the tombs. "They re making a regular search for us," muttered Dick. I'll get in out of sight.'j While the search was in progress the smuggler Noyes, the man who had been standing watch at the ruins, was assist ing Bige Parker to load his wagon with the kits containing the concealed kegs of brandy. When twenty had been put into the wagon the boy drove hastily off up the shore "Do you think they'll find us here.?" asked Jessie in anxious tones after Dick had told her what Captain Harrup and his men were doing. "I hope not,'' he replied. "I think the chances are all against it. Who would think looking into an old broken down tomb for s ?" Jessie felt reassured at his words. It did look as if they in a pretty secure retreat. But they didn't know Captain Ha.rrup's method of doing things. When the skipper was thoroughly aroused to the exigency of the moment his mind suggested a hundred ways of ac-complishing a desired object. .. On this occasion he realized that the escape of his pris oners meant absolute ruin to his profitable smuggling scheme. Therefore he purposed to leave no stone unturned to recapture the fugitives. Had he known that a crowd of villagers, led by the boy friend of Dick Dallas, was rapidly approaching the church yard at that moment he would have been more cautious though hardly less thorough in 'llis search. He had directed that every tomb and headstone be care fully examined for of his late prisoners.. Taking the direction of the shore wall himself he flashed his lantern on every side as he advanced. I Fipally he reached the broken tomb in which the fugi tives cowered down out of s ight. The moment he saw it it struck him that it offered un usual facilities of concealment. He lowered his lantern into the break of the lid and bent his head down to examine its interior. Of course he could not fail to see the boy and girl hug ging the furthest corner. "Ha!" he exclaimed with a grim look of satisfaction. "So there you are, eh?" Rising he blew his whistle to recall his men. Maddocks and the others soon came running up. "Have you located them?" asked the mate, eagel'ly. "They're in this tomb," he laughed harshly. "Step out both of you," he called to the fugitives, "or you'll be yanked out in short order." The game was up and so Dick and Jessie came forth most unwillingly, and were seized by their arms. "Please let him go," she begged, with a tearful glance at Dick, "and I'll agree to anything you want." "I dare say you will," he retorted coldly. "It's too late now to try and make conditions with me, young lady. You've had all the rope you're going to have. After this I'll take care it's your last." "This is your second attempt to escape me, miss," said Captain Harrup, bestowing an angry look on the girl; ''but it will be my will not yours that will rule matters. Bring them along." So Dick and Jessie were marched back to the ruins. 'rhey were not carried into the cellar, but after the boy's arms were bound they were forced into the boat. Then Ca.ptain Harrup and the mate appeared with the brass-bound treasure box between them which they de posited in the bottom of the boat. At this moment Joe and the villagers came dashing through the graveyard. They were armed with shotgtms, revolvers, and other weapons hastily secured at their homes. They were seen by the smugglers befor e they reached rthe wall and a cry of alarm was raised. Captain Harrup recognizing the necessity of a hasty re treat ordered his men into the boat. The craft then put off from the shore, and, though fol lowed by a volley from their pursuers, was soon safely out of range. CHAPTER XIII. IN WHICH THE FIREBRAND ARRIVES THE SPINDLES. It was with feelings of great disa,ppointment and chagrin that Dick watched the receding shore with its array oi vil-

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-EVERY INCH A BOY. lagers, who had arrived on the scene just a moment too late poc ket," s aid Captain Harrup, slapping hi s leg grimly, "so to accomplish the purpose that brought them there. it's up to him to look out for the safety of the s tuff.' He deeply regretted now that he had not retreated en "He' s g ot half of it in hi s barn by this time. The other tirely from the churchyard with Jessie when the opportun hal: will probably be a total loss to him." ity to do so was theirs. "That i sn't our funeral," laugh e d the s kipper. "The Dick, however, never wasted time over spilled milk. nex t ques tion is whether our r e ndezvous at the Spindles As the boat drew rapidly near to the sloop his brain was is sus pected. H it is, the revenue people will be nosing busy with ideas looking toward ultimaj;e escape for himsel: around there a :ew hours hence." and Jessie, and for the recovery of the brass-bound treasure "Let them nose," chuckled Maddocks. "By th e time they box. reach the Spindle s we'll have the kits s nugly stowe d away The girl, who sat near the captain, loked downcast and in the s e c r e t cavern, and they'll find u s with our lines out, spiritle ss. as innocent a :fishing smack any the coast between To her the future looked very black indeed. here and the Canadian border." She knew that she had aroused the captain's anger, an d r'That's right," grinned the skipper complacently, "we consequently she feared that he would deal very sternly h ave our St. Johns paper s to show that our bus iness i s that with her. of fishermen. We' re safe enough, as long as we' re not He was a man not easily turned from a purpose, and she caught with the goods on, and there's no fear of that n.t feared him more than ever. pre s ent. At this moment we haven't a gallon of spirit s on In a few moments the boat touched the sloop' s side. board except our private jugs the cabin." Captain Harrup :first ordered the brass bound box to be "You forgot two things, cap'n," said Maddocks, with a lifted aboard itnd carried into the small cabin astern, oq grave air. cupied by himself and Maddocks, and in whitlh a bandbox "What are they?" of a stateroom had been constructed for Jessie Brown. "Why, the girl in the cabin and that boy in the hold. Dick was next lifted out of the boat and, by the mate's They both know the real nature of our occupation. They orders, was carried down into the hold, where he ;{.as left could tell enough to ruin us beyond red e mption." among the empty mackerel kits to ruminate upon his hard "I under s tand that, Maddock s ; but you don't s uppo s e luck. I'm fool enough to keep them aboard while ther e s a c hance Jessie was marched to her room and padlocked in. that we !nay expect a visit from our enemies? No, no ; they She threw herself on her tiny bunk and relieved her pentshall be confined in our cavern at the :first warning of dan up feelings by a good cry. ger. There I defy the revenue people, or any one els e n ot The sloop's mainsail and jibs were set and she was headed in the secret, to find them." offshore. "What do you intend to do with this boy ultimately? Not The wind was light and the sea smooth, the full moon have him killed, I hope?" reflecting a silver pathway across the sleeping waters. "No; th e re i s no necessity for thn.t as long as there are Captain Harrup and his mate, who stood talking tog e ther oth e r ways of silencing him for some time to come. I mean near the wheel, recognized in the hostile attitucle of th o to carry him into St. Johns and there ship him aboard some Maine folk, who had all but cut off their retreat, the fact forei g n bound vessel. By tl;te time he gets back to America that their rendezvous at the old church was now known, and I hope to be out of this business entirely. My share of the it indicated that, for the present at least, their illioit traffic content s of that box in the cabin, and the results I expect in contraband liquor had come to an end at that point on to g et out of my marriage with the girl, m;i.ght to pla c e me the New England coast. on eas y street for the rest of my life." Neither could surmise how this discovery had been "I wish I could say as much for myself s aid Maddocks, brought about. rather enviously. "It couldn't have been the revenue people," remarked An hour later the Firebrand was in the mid s t of the :Maddocks, "for we had positive information that one of the dangerous navi g ation of the Spindles, her nose pointed in officers is at Rockland, another at Rockport, and the third for the island. is over at Vine Haven." Captain Harrup s tood at the wheel while Maddock s was I "Well, it's clear somebody got on to our movements, susforward taking notes of the diff e r ent landmarks on the pected our business and then brought a posse of local inhab island by which he ass isted the skipper to work the sloop itants down on us. The revenue officers will hear all about in through the tortuous and intricate channel. it in a few hours, and will m,ake it, their busines s to bloc k The s e two m e n seemed to b e abput the only ones to who m our game at this point." thi s perilous cour s e was as an open book. "It's a good thing for us that this discovery was not They c ould talrn the Firebrand into the basin in mos t made some hours sooner. We should have lost tho s e forty any kind of w e ather that was clea. r enough for th e m to see kegs of brandy : That would have been a s erious matt er." th e i s land a ft e r had passed through the out e r line "It certainly would. 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EVERY INCH A BOY. 23 'l'he li.idden ledg e s and sunken rocks that abounded on e v e ry hand pos s essed no terrors for them. No one else could make the island except in a rowboat in calm weather It took a full half hour for the sloop to run in that night, as the wind had fined down to a very li ght and var iable breeze. At l ength the vessel passed between the two tall white rocks called the Spindle s, and came to anchor in the cente r of the basin. Captain Harrup then poste d one of his men on the high est point of the bluffs to give ear ly wacning o:E the approach of any suspiciou s-looking era.rt, e s pecially the r e venue cutter known to be at Portlnnd lhe da,y before. The rest of the crew were set to work getting the empty mackerel kits out of the hold and ashore, where they were quickly spirited out of sig ht. treasure box, lifted and t h en the sm uggl e r s and their prisoners follow. The ; loop at once spread h er canvas to the light breeze and sai l ed away A consultation was then held by the crowd of villagers, the result of which was that the ruins of the chur c h was investigated, and the twen ty mackerel kits were discovered in the inner cellar. They looked innocent enough, for neither Joe nor the others had any suspici on that a keg of brandy was hidden in each It was decided to notify the revenue officer at Rockland in the morning that the liquor s muggl ers used the old church by the seash ore as a rendezvous, and probably land.eel contraband spir its there tu be aterwa.rd taken away by shore folk interested in the traffic. Joe did not mention his suspicions concerning Abner Parker and his son to the villagers. That in'formation h e intend e d to give to the OO!icer later on with a view to the reward that was in it for him and Dick. When the job was finished Maddocks examined the ropes that held Dick to a stanchion in the after part of the fish> smelling and being satisfied that he couldn't release himself he ordered that the hatch cover be l eft partly off t he opening to admit plenty of air to the prisoner, who was left in the darh'lless to his own unpleasant reflections. It was not considered necessary to do anythin g about the "This is fierce," mused Dick. "I wonder how I'm going kits, which from their weight were judged to be filled with to extricate myself this time? I'm afraid I shall be watched fis h. . pretty closely and won't get half a chance to do anything they ha.Q. no means for effecting their remota.l to I feel more sorry for Jessie than I do for myself I'cl give .the village a whol e l ot to be able to help her o u t of her troub le, eve n if It was reasoned that they would be safe enough I didn't get o:fi myself. She's the nicest girl I ever met, they were until the officer came to take and I think as much of her as if she was my sister. It's a of them in the morning, as the sm ugglers were not likely shame to think that s he i s in the power of s uch a man a s to return in a hurry. Captain Harrup. It would give me a lieap of satisfaction Some one propose d to have one of their number selected to put a spoke in his intentions toward her. He's a rasc a l, by l o t to stand watch at the church for the rest of the and his proper residence .is the State pris on." nig ht. Dick continued to think about Jessie's hard l ot, and to The majority objected to this suggestion as unnecessary. tax his brain for some means of helping her, for some time, Joe settled the question by voluntarily agreeing t o stay then the silence of the holcl, ancl the weariness that crept ther e hims e lf. over his senses, overcame him, and he dropped as l eep. '11he re s t of the party being quite willing that h e s hould if he wanted to, the posse soon afterward started back for the village leavin g the boy alone. CHAPTER XIV. As soon as they were .off Joe mounted the debris in front of the churc h door, and seating hims elf there, cast hi s eye s toward the offing where. the white s ails of the Firebrand SHOWS HOW JOE KING TOOK A TRIP TO THE SPINDLES ON could still be seen as she headed for the Spindles. HIS OWN ACCOUNT. .Joe King was an 'intensely disappointed boy when he saw that the smugglers had managed to escape by the skin of their teeth. He was great l y dismayed by the :fact that he had see n Dick Dallas in the receding boat with the girl, Jessie, and that plainly showed that his friend had been captured by t11e rascals. What to do he really didn't know. In company with the chagrined v illa gers he watched the boat row alongside of the s loop, saw some k ind of a chest, which he never dreamed to be the missing brass-bound "I'll bet s h e's makin' for that i s land," he said to him self. "I've a great mind to run over to the house, take our skiff, and follow her to see if she r e ally is goin' there. If those chaps are able to wra s tle with the navigation of the Spindles it's a sure sign that's their r egu la r h a unt, for I don't know of anyone who ever was able to run in there in anythin' l arge r than a small catboat, and the weather had to be mighty calm to make the island at that. I could do it in the s kiff in this breeze all right, and I've a. great mind to try, provided of course, that the sloop stops there. If she keep s on to the eastward then I'll know she's bound :for sotne port in Canada in all probability." It was largely Joe's an xi ety about the fate of his :friend

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24 EVERY I N CH A BOY. Di c k th at in d uced hi m to the foregoin g plan s o The moon b e ing n o w low in the w e stern sky the b luffs o n seriou s l v that s ide of th e c h a nnel thre w a broa
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EVERY INCH A BOY 25 "Hus h, not s o loud!" came his friend's voice out of the d a rkness. "Why, how did you get h e r e ?" a s k e d Di ck, e ag e rly. "I'll tell you a s soon as I cut you loose from thi s post. Your freedom is the fir s t thing to consider," replied Joe in a whisp e r, as he whipped out hi s jack-knife and, feeling for the rope,. s tarted in to saw it apart. "This is the g reatest s urpri se, and the most welcome one, of my life," said Dick, as he felt the strands dropping away from his arms. "There you are, free at last," said Joe, in a tone 0 sati s faction. "Give me your hand, old chap. You're a brick," said Di ck. The boys clasped hand s in the gloom of the hold. "Now," continued Dick, '(t e ll me how you come to be here at the Spindl es, for that is where I suppose the sloop is anchor e d." "Yes is the Spindles all right," r e plied Joe. Then he rapidly sketched hi s move ments from the mo ment the smugglers eluded the crowd of villagers at the beach until he let himsel:f down into the hold of the v e ssel on his hunt for his chum. "Well, you're a peach, Joe," said Dick, enthusiastically. "I hardly thought you had so much enterprise in you." "I guess you'd do a s much for me, wouldn't you?" "Bet your life I would." "The n what is there wonderful about it?" "Well it was a mighty plucky thing for you to do, Joe; and I'm ever so much obliged to you :for taking the risk in m y behalf." r "Forget it, Dick, and l et's get back to the main shore as s oon as we can." "I can't go without making an effort to rescue Jessie Brown," repli e d Dick. 1 "I'm afraid you're thinkin' of bitin' off mor e tha n you can chew. Whe re is she at this moment? In the cabin prob ably. So is s kipper and his mate, too. How do you e x pect to get h e r out of the cabin without arousin' the m ? If the y catch 1on to the fact that you're free and I'm with you, our c ake will be all dough." "Tha t s ri ght, too, but I hate to leave the girl b e hind. I should feel a s h a m e d of myself, Joe." N o us e tryin' to atte mpt the impo s sible, Dick. We can brin g th e revenue m e n out h e re in a few hours and nab the who l e bunch b efore ihey c an get away. That's the s afest' and mos t sen sible c our s e to take." Dick adm itte d that hi s c ompanion's advice was good. It did look like a forlorn chance to attempt the re scue of Jessi e Brown under the circumstances. "The r e s anoth e r thing I'd like to g e t around," said Di ck. "What's that?" "Tha t brass-bound t r e a sure box ." "Why what ar e y ou talk in' a b out?" asked Joe who had for got t e n about t h e c hest that hi s c hum had du g up th e previous aft e rnoon. "I'm talking about the box I dug up in my half-a cre plot yes terday." "What! The one tha t was missin' whe n we brought the cart up to the shanty?" asked Joe, in some surprise. "That's the on e." "What about it?" "It's aboard thi s s l o op." "It's what ?" almo s t ga s ped Joe. "Aboard this sl o op," r e peated Dick. "Go on you're jokin g." "No, I'm not. Ca.p'n Harrup got posse ssion of it in some mys terious way, for I saw it in the cellar the church while I was there." "You did. It's funny how he could have got hold of it. So you were in the cellar under the church? Did they catch you outside and etch you in there?" "No. I got in mys elf after you left me. I e ntered: the upper part of the church through one of the window open ings. Then I discovered a movable slab in the floor, near where the pulpit used to be, that let me down into the vaults, whence I made my way into the cellar where the mackerel kits were stowed by making a hole in the wall." Dick then related to Joe how he hid under the sailcloth which c'overed the brass-bound treasure box and listened to the conversation between Captain: Harrup, his mate and Mr. Parker; and how during a subsequent interview be tween the skipper and Jessie he had aceidentally sneezed a nd thus called attention to his presence in the place. He told Joe -how he had been tied up to a post in the cellar ; how Jessie had released him ; how they had made their escape from the, church, and how they had been re captured just before help appeared on the scene. "Gee! You had quite a strenuous time of it, didn't you?" said Joe, when he concluded his story. "Now if you don't want to have any more of the same kind you'd better take my advice and leave this craft as quietly as you can with me. N e ver mind the brass-bound box or the girl either for the pre sent. We' ll recove r the first and rescue the other later on under more favorable circumstances." Dick with some reluctance fell in with his companion's views. Joe led the way on deck up a short ladder that was nailed to the under framework 0 the hatch As they s tood for a minute on the deck in a li s tening at titude there was not a sound to be heard fore or aft. Then it was that a daring idea rushed into. Dick's mind. Its very audacity appealed to his courageous nature, whi l e it almo s t took his breath away as the thought formed itself in his mind. "Joe," he whispered, in a tone, "how much nerve have you got?" "What do you mean ? Joe whispered bacK. "Have you got backbone enough to help me capture thilil sloop?" "Capture the sloop!" gasped Joe. "Are you crazy?" "I hope not. Listen. The crew are all asleep in th e castle evidently, and I'll wager they're a tired lot. You a n d

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26 EVERY INCH A BOY. I could easily pull the slide over the openint and s 2 cure it so that we'd have them all caught like rats in a trap." "My gracious You don't think of attempting that, do you?" "Why not? Just think what a feather it would be in our hats if we captured this vessel, just you and I." "I wish we could," replied Joe, beginning to warm up to the somewhat doubtful proposition. "We might be able to secure the c rew, as you say. That looks easy; but how ab out the skippef and the mat e ? They're a whole lot, am1 don't you forget it. You lmow the cap'n has a revolver, for you told me that he covere d you with it in the cellar. The mate probably has a gun, too. It's too large a contract for us to undertake, old m!Ln." "I'm not sure that it is, Joe. The cap'n and mate are both asleep. What's to stop me from going Roftly into tho cabin and getting possession of their revolvers if I can find them in their clothes?" "I'm thinkin' those kind of chaps s leep with one eye open. The l east thing is apt to wake them." "I'm ready to cha:ce it," urged Dick, wh.o, now that ho was free again, was feeling as bold as a young lion. "Are you with me in this?" "I am if you're determined to do it," answered Joe, stur dily. "All right. The fir st thing we'll do i s to secure the crew in the forecastle." The two boys at once started to put their hazardous sch eme into execution CHAPTER XVI. ,, SHOWS 110'.Y .''!CK A:N'D JOE TOOK POSSESSION OF TIIE SLOOP There 1 ras an iron ring, to which a stout rope was at tach ed, on the slide which fitted the opening into the fore castle, and there was another ring imbeddcd in the deck to which the the end of the aforesaid rope could be secured when it was necessary to keep the sliuc shut in dirty weather. The boys cautiously pulled the slide shut and tied the 11opii to the deck ring. ''That settles the-men," said Dick triumphantly .\.pparently it did. The riskiest part of the enterprise was before them. They glided toward the opening which 1ed down into the little cabin. "You can't be too cautious," said Joe as his companion started to go down. Dick vanished into the cabin and Joe a.waited t1-e isrnc with the deepest anxiety. Any moment he expected to h.eRr the s ound s of a scuffle, and he grasped a heavy billet of wood he h e ld in his hands a ll the tighter, r eady at the first alarm to rush down to Dick's assistance. His remained below 1rha t s eeme d to Le an almost endless interrnl. At last he reappeaJ:ecl and he 1 eld two-rernl re_ s in his hands. "I've drawn their he said, in great g lee, as h e handed one of the weapons to Joe. "I think we're masters of the situation now," he added. "To a large extent, yes," admitted his cbum. "I'd be surer of it if we had them bound hand and foot. I'm afraid we'll have to do some shootin' before we can entirely sub due the skipper and the mate They both look lik e hard nuts to crack." "They are for fair; but we're the boys that will crack them all right." "I hope so," replied Joe. "We'll have them1fast enough by closing the cabin slide, see?" said Dirk, suiting the action to the word by drawing the small hatch over the entrance to the cabin, and securing it in much the same way they had treated the forecastle slide. "There, how arc they going to get out?" Joe chuckled with satisfaction. "\V c have capture
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EVERY INC H A BOY. :: :::.:_--------= .::.:=-:::...:...:..::: __ -. .:::========================= H e expecte d to be r e li e v e d at sunrise, or about five o"clock. Howeve r, t her e was li t tl e d a n ge r of h i m interfering w ith D ic k for Joe had taken the only boat by which he could reach the sloop from rtle beach of the ba s in. An hour pas sed slowly away. Dick imagined that two hours must have ela p s e d for th e hour befor e d a wn i s commonl y c on si d e r ed tlic dar k e s t ancl gloomie s t of the twenty-four. The n the sky in the e ast beg an t o li g h t en up, an d soon there was abundant evid e nce that a n e w ve the horizon. Dic k could not see it as the s loop was hemmed in b y t he b luff s that s urrounded the )ittle basin, but its light w a s apparent in the e a s t ern s ky. Suddenly there was a cra s h. Captain H a r r u p h a d got h o l d of s ome implement in tho cab i n and had demolish e d h alf of the cabin s lide. The n Di c k got busy, for the s kipp e r and h i s m ate were certai n t o be on deck in a minut e unless he called a halt. Springing forward the ,boy presented the revolver 1in the a s toni s h e d captain's face. "If .. you m ake a n o th e r effort to get out I'll s hoot," he s aid in a resolute tone. Then Mad d ock's face appeared at the broken slide and t he re\'Olvcr looked him in the eye in a way he didn't like. Wh at's th e meaning of this ?" roared Captain Harrup. "The meanin g is that I've taken possession of this sloop ancl you a r e b oth JTiy pris oner s." At that moment Dick was startled to heax a hail from the s hore. CHAPTER XVII. I N W HICH Tlllii CURTAIN FALLS. D irk g l a n ced ove r a t the b e a c h and saw a man, evidently a m ember o f th e F i r e brand's crew, s houting and ge s ticulati ng. Th i s a surpris ,. to the boy, but he paid no attention t o t h e fellow. H e h a d a ll h e c ould do to handle Captain Harrup and h is ma t e The ski pp e r and Maddocks held a consultation. Evid ently th e y did n,ot believe that Dick was the sole ma s t e r o f the s ituation. How c ould he be when Maddocks had left him so securely tied in the hold? Clearl y th e sloo p mu s t ha v e been visit e d by others, in spit e of the loo k out on the bluff, the boy releas e d, and the sloop ta k e n possession of. But w h e r e w e r e the s e others? Captain Ha.r r up and his mat e c ould see only Dick and hi s t h rea t e nin g r evolvers The sight wasn't pleasant even to their ha.rdened nerves. Lea d t r ave l s quick and is not easy to dodge and Dick certain l y looke d a s if he would s hoot on ve r y s light provo cation. Ho w l o n g t he b o y could have held the situati o n in band it is i m poss ibl e to say but fortunat e ly abundant help was at h a n
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28 EVERY I NCII A BOY. They \\ e r e a ll t a k e n p ri s oner s and C a ptain Ha.rrup and his mde r e c e ived li tt le m o r e c o n s id e ration than the other s Di c k 's firs t act after th e s kipp e r and Maddock s w e r e remove d from the ca bin was to release Jessi e Brown from h e r stat eroom and inform her that h e r captivi ty was at an end. He then walked up to Capta i n Harrup, an d thrus ting hi s hand into the s kipper's inn e r poc ket pulled out the long r e d p o cketbook whic h the c apt a in h a d told Jessie in the c e ll a r, in Dick's hearin g cont ained the evidences of the trut h of his story about her par e nts. H e put it in his own pocket for the pres e nt. The sloop w&s searched, but was found to contain nothing contraband. The brass-bound treasUTe-box was claimed by Dick as his own property, and it w as plac e d in one of the boat s to be adjudicated upon by the c ommander of the c utter. Dick, Joe and Jes s ie, as well a s Captain Harrup and his mate, w e rit in the same boat. The crew of the Firebrand which was abandoned in the basin, were carried off to the cutter in the other. The cutt e r Frolic the n head e d for Roc kland. nuring the trip Dic k establi s hed his claim to the owner ship of the brass-bound box, and he was p e rmitted tc> carry it away when the G utter chore d in Roc kland. The evid e nce give n b y Di c k and Jes s ie t o t h e lieutenant in command of th e government vessel was s ufficient to warrant the detention for trial of the c aptain and cr e w of the Firebrand, as well as to in s ure the i mmediat e arre s t of Abner Parker and hi s son Big e who w e r e soon lodged in the c ounty jail. The forty mac ker e l kits were found in the Parker barn, and forty kegs of fine French brandy were found inside of them. Dick, Jessie and Joe were n o tified thlt.t they would have to appear as witnesses a t the trial. of the s mugglers and the boys were ass ured that they w e re entitled to and would receive the fifteen hundred dollar s reward a s soon as the prisoner s had been convi cted. As Jessie had no home .to go t o Dick gu ar a nteed her appearance as a witne s s when want e d a nd took her with him to the Richard s on farm, wher e s he was mos t kindl y r eceived byMr s Richard son and h e r hu s b and as so.on a s Dick had explained her cir c um sta nces. Next mornin g Di c k broke ope n the bras s b ound box in Joe s pres e nce, and found as th e y ooth full y expec ted, that it was filled with gold coins of five, ten and twenty dollar denomination s It totaled up twenty-five thousand dollar s and of this Dick handed Joe one thou s and dollars, which mor e than sati sfied the young fisherman, who also looked forward to receiving five hundred dollars of the fifteen hundred dollars reward for the conviction of the liquor s mugglers. Captain Harrup, his men, Abner Parke r and his son Bige were duly tried and convicted of breaking the revenue law of the United States, as well as the excis e 111.w of the State of Maine. On these two counts they received heavy sentences, and a s soon as t hey w e r e sent to prison Di c k and Joe r eceivd the reward s t My h a d fa irl y won. All that now r e main e d for Di c k to d o w a s t o tak e Jes s i e Br own to th e home 0 her par ents in Boston. The docume nts, cons i s tin g c hi efly 0 n e w s pap e r clipp ings c ut from pap e r s printed a t t he tim e 0 Jess ie's kidnappin g showed that the g irl was the dau g hter of t h e Hon. G eor g e Butterworth, m embe r of Cong res s at that time from t h e --Dis trict of the State of Mass achu s et ts an d tha t h e r home was at No. -Commonwealth Avenu e in the city of Boston. The Butterworths had about lost all hop e of e v er s e eing their only child again, and their joy, consequently, ma y be imagined when Di c k brought Jessie Brown to the i r home and s tated the c ircumstances in which the clipping s had come into hi s possess ion . A mother' s love seemed to identify the long-lo s t child at once, but to est a bli s h the fact beyond doubt her right arm was examin e d for a birthmark that proved to be the r e Thu s Jessie, through the e ffort s of Dick Dallas, w a s re s tor e d to h e r par ents, and the one gr eat s orrow of h er own life a s w e ll a s that of her fatl1er and mother, was wiped away for e v e r A s the ex-Congressman o n doing something hand some for Di c k our hero compromised t he mat te r b y taking a pos ition to work his way up in the bank of which Mr. Butterworth was president. Dick became in tim e a constant vis itor at the Butte r worth home and w h e n Jessi e g r aduate d from a fashionable colleg e at twenty s11e and Dick became en g aged. Their weddin g day came six month s later in th e Com monwea.lth Ave nue man s ion and Oll1 the same day, down in the village of Quiha s set Main e an o ther weddin g was al s o celebrat e d whic h made .Toe King a nd Poll y Pritchard one for life When Di c k r eturne d from his wedding trip it was to fill a higher and more responsible pos ition in the Butterworth bank. He is a man now, well along in hi s prime, prospero us and wealthy but his wife, Jes sie says that h e r proud est recollection s of him cluster around the time when he s aved her from Captain Harrup, and was EVERY INOH A BOY. THE END. Read "MONEY TO BURN; OR, THE SHREWDEST BOY IN WALL STREET," which will be the next number (68) of "Fame and Fortune Weekly." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. 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These Books Tell You Everything I .! COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA! Each book consists of sixty-four pages, printed on good paper, in clear type and neatly bound in )!l attrac tive, illustrated cover ..fost of th e book s are profusely illustrate d and all of the s ubj ects treate d upon are e xplained in suc h a s i mple manne r that any .l!fiilil c nn thorough.)y undetstand them. Look over the list as clas sifie d and see if you want to know anything about the men 'tioned. TIIESFJ BOOK8 An:m FOR 8ALE BY ALL NEWSDEALERS OR wrr_,L BE SENT BY MAIL TO ANY ADDRESS FROM TTTI8 OFI'IC E ON RECEIPT PRICE, TEN C E N'l'S EACH, OR ANY 'l'HREE B OOKS FOR 'l'WENT Y FIVEJ OEN!I'S. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN TIIE SAME AS MONEY. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Squa1-e, N.Y. MESMERISM. Nf magical illusions ever placed b efo r e the hunting and fishing guide ever published. It contains full in public. A l s o tri cks with cards, incantations, etc structions about gt; ns, hunting dogs, traps, trapping and fis hing, No 68 IIOW 'l'O DO CHEMICAL TRICKS.-Containing over together with d e scriptions of game and fish. on e burn.k eel highly amusing and instructive trick9 with ch e mi cals. No. 26. HOW TO ROW, SAIL AND BUILD A BOAT.-Fully B y A. And e r s on. Handsomely illustrateil. lllu stratN l Every boy should know how to row 11.nd sail a boat. Jio. 69. HOW 'l' O DO SLEIGHT OF HAND.-Containing over Full ins tructions are given in this little book, togethe r with inof lhe latest and best tricks used by magicians. Also oont a instruc ti o ns on swimming and riding compaJlion sports to b oa ting. secret of second sight. Fully illustrated. By A. And e r so n. No.17. HOW 'l'O BREAK, RIDE .AND DRIVE A HORSE.. o .. 70. HOW '.f'O MAGIC full .A complete treatise on the horse. Describing the mo s t u se ful hors es dire c tions for Magic Ioys and devices of many kmds. 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IlOW TO MAKE MUSWAL INSTRUMENTS.-Full directi ons 'ho w to m a ke a Banjo, Violin, Zither, lEolian Harp Xylo p h.,n e aud o t h e r musical instruments; together with a brlef de!lcri plio n o f nearly ev ery musi cal instrument used in ancient or modern tim es Profuse ly mustrated. By Algernon S Fitzgerald, for twe n ty years bandmaster of the Royal Bengal Marines. No 5D. H O W TO MAKE A MAGIC LANTERN.-Containing a d esc r i p t i o n of th e lante rn, together with its history and inv ention. Al s o f ull direc tions for its use and for painting slides. Handsomely illustrated. Dy John All e n. No. 71. ITO'V '1' 0 DO l\IECHANIOAL TRICKS.-Containinc comp l e t e i nstruc tions for performing over sixty Mechanical Tricks. By A. And e r so n. li'ully illustrated. Containing over thirty illustrations of guards, blows, and the din'e'ient positions of a good boxer. Every boy should obtain on e o f LETTER WRITING. these useful and instructive books, as it will teach you bow to b o x No. 11. TIOW TO WRITE LOYE-LETTERS.-A most com without an instructor. pl e t e lit tl e book containing full directions for writing love-letters, No. 25. HOW TO BECOME A GYMNAST.-Containlng full and wh e n t o u0e t h em, gi v ing specimen letters for young and old. instructions for all kinds of g y mnasti c sports and athletic ex e rci ses No. 12. IIOW TO WRITE LETTERS TO LADIES.-Giving Embracing thirty-five illustrations. By Professor W. Macdon al d comp l e t e instruc tions for writing letters to ladies on all subjects; A handy and useful book. al so l ette r s o f introdu c tion, note s and r e qu es ts. No. :J4,.HOW TO FENCE.-Containing full instruc tion for No._ 2 _-1. TIO W .'1'0 WRITE TO GENTLEMEN.-fenci ng and the use of the broadsword; also instructi o n in arc l rnry. 1 C o n ta:n.mg f ull i!1 rections for writmg to gentlemen on all subjects; D escribed with twenty-one practical illustrations giving the bes t givmg l etters for instruc tion. J)ositions in fencing. A complete book. No. 5.1 HOW TO WRITE LE'l'TERS.-A wonderful little book telli ng yo u b o w to write to your sweetheart, your father TRICKS WITH CARDS. . broth er! employer; and, in fact, every bod y and any: N<>. 51. HOW TO DO TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Contammg body yo n wi s h t o write to. Every young man and every young explanations of t'he gen eral princ iples of slei ghto fbaud a pp lira b l e l ad .1 in t h e land should have this book. to card tricks; of card with ordinary cards, and not r e quiring No. 74 ITOW TO WRITE LETTERS CORRECTLY.-Con aleigbt-of-hand; of tricks mvo)ving sl e ight-of-h a nd, or the u s e of tni ni n g full in struc tions for writing lette rs on almost any subject 1110Cially prep!ired cards. By Professor Haffner. Illustrate d :il s o rule s for punctuation and compqsition, with specimen letters'.

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7HE STAGE. No. r 41. THJeautiful flowers at hom e The most complete book o f the kind ever pub lish e d. No. 30. HOW '1'0 COOK.-One of the most instructive books on cooking ever published. It contains recipes for cooking meats fish, game, and oyste1s; also pies, puddings, cakes and all kinds of pastry, antograpbic Magic Lantern S l ides and other ETIQU E T T E. No. 13. HOW TO DO IT; OR, BOOK OF ETIQUETTE.-It i s a great Ii fe secret, and one that every young man desires to know a ll about. There's happipess in it. No. 33. HOW TO REHA VE.-Containing the rules and etiquette o f good society ancl the easiest and most approved methods of ap pearing to good advantage at parties, balls, the theatre, chur ch, and 1n the dra wing-room. DECLAMATION No. 27. HOW TO RECITE AND BOOK OF RECITATIONS. --Containing the most in use, comprising Dutch dialect, French dialect, Yankee and Irish dialect pieces, together with many standard readings. Transparencies. Handsomely illustrated. By Captain W De w. Abney. No. 62. HOW TO BECOME A WEST P OINT MU,ITARY full explanations how to ga i n admittance, coursE' of Examinations, Duties, Staff o f O fficers, Post Guard, Police Tlrgnlat ions, Fire and all"'n bqy s h ou ld know to be a Cadet. Ccmpiled and written by Lu S e naren s a u thor of "How to Become a Naval Cadet. No. 63 HOW 'l'O BECOME A NAVAL CADET.-Oom pl ete In strnctions of bow to gain admission to the Annapolis Naval Academy. Also containing the course of instruction, description of grounds and buildings, sketch, and everything a bo7 should know to become an officer in the United States Navy. Com piled and writ t<'Il by I,u Senarens, author of "How to Become West Point l\l i Ii ta ry Cadet." CENTS T OUSEY. PRICE 10 Addres s FRANK EACH, OR 3 FOR 25 C ENTS. Publisher. 24: Union Squa1e, New York.

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WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY A COMPLETE EVERY W"EEK Price 5 Cents BY THE BEST AUTHORS Price 5 Cents ,.-HANDSOME ILLUSTRATED COVERS 32-PAGES OF READING MATTER ISSUED EVERY FRIDAY.._ Interesting Stories of. Adventure in All Parts of the World --TAKE NOTICE! -.a This handsome weekly contains intensely interesting stories of adventure on a great variety of subjects. Each number is replete with rousing situations and lively incidents. The heroes are bright, manly fellows, who overcome all obstacles by sheer force of brains and grit and win well-merited success. We have secured a >9 <)<> staff of new authors, who write stories in a manner which will be a source of pleasure and profit to the reader. Each number has a handsome colored illustration made by the most expert artists. Large sums of money are being spent to make this one of the best weeklies ever published. > ) D .. C) ) C I) ALREADY PUBLISHED: 1 SmashlnJ!: the Auto Record ; or, Bart w11son at the Speed Lever. By Edward N. 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By Tom Dawson. 16 The Boy Who Balked; or, Bob Brisbane's Big Kick. By Frank Irving. 16 Slicker tban Silk; or, Tbe Smoothest Boy Alive. By Rob Roy. 17 '.l'he Keg of Diamonds; or, After the Treasure of the Caliphs. By Tom Dawson. 18 Sandow, Junior; or, The Boy Who Looked Puny. By Prof. Oliver Owens. 19 Won by Blulf; or, Jaclj: Mason's Marble Face. By Frank Irving. 20 On the Lobster Shift; or, The Herald's liltar Reporter. By A. Howard De Witt. 21 Under the Vendetta's Steel; or, A Yankee Boy In Corsica. By Lieut. J J. Barry. 22 Too Green to Burn; or. The Luck of Being a Boy. By Rob Roy. 23 In Fool's Paradise; or, The Boy Who Had Things Easy. By Fred Warburton. 24 One Boy In a Million ; or, '.!.'he Trick That Paid. By Edward N. 25 In of Himself ; or, Serving the Russian Pollce. By Prof. Ohver Owens. 26 Kicked Into Luck; or, The Way Nate Got There. By Rob Roy. 27 The Princ e of Opals; or, The Man-Trap of Death Valley. By A. Howard De Witt. 28 Living In His Hat; or, The Wide World His Home. 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Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY By A SELF-MADE M A N 32 Pages of Reading. Matter Handsome Colored Covers A new one issued every Friday Price 5 cents a copy This We e kly contain s inte restin g s t ories o f s m a r t bo y s, who wi n fa m e and f o r tune b y t heir a bility to take advantag e or passing opportunitie s Some of t h ese stori es a r e f ounde d on true in c i de nts in the li ves of our most s u ccessf ul self-made men, and show how a boy of plu c k, pers evera n ce and brains ca n b eco m e fam ous a nd -wealthy. Every o ne of this serie:; contains a good moral tone whic h m a k e s ' F a m e a nd Fortune W ee kly" a magazin e fo r t h e home, altho u g h eac h numb;ir i s replete with exciting adventures The storie s a r e the v ery b es t o b t a in a bl e the illu strations a r e by e xp ert artis t s and every effort is con s t antly b eing m a d e t o make it the best weekly o n t h e news stands. T e ll your frie nd s abou t it. ALREA D Y PUBLISHED. t i 1 A Lucky Deal ; or, The Cutest Boy in Wall Street. 2 Born to Good Luck; Ol'. The Hoy Who Suc ceed e d. 3 A Corner in Coru; or, How a Chicago Boy Did the T r ick. 4 A Gam e of C hauce: or, The Boy \\" ho \\"on Out. 5 I-la l'd to Beat; o r The C level'est Hoy iu Wall Street. 6 B u i lding a Railroad; or, T h e Yo u1>g Contractol'S of Lakeview 7 \\"in ning His Way; o r The Yo ungest Editor in Grnen River 8 'l'be Wheel of Fortune; o r T h e R eco1 d of a Self)fade Boy. 9 l\ip and Tuck; o r 'l'he Young Bl'ok ers of Wall Street. 1 0 A Copper Harvest: or. The Boys Who \ .. l'orked a Deserted Mine. 1 1 A Lucky Penny; or, h e Fortunes or a Boston Hoy. 1 2 A Diamond i n the Rough; Ol', A Brave Boys Start in Life. 1 3 Baiting the Bears; or, 'l'he Nel'viest Boy i n Wall St1eet. 1 4 A Gol d Brick; o r The Boy \Yho Could l\ot b e Downed. 1:; A Streak of Luck ; o r The Boy Who Feathered His Nest. 1 6 A Uood Thing; or, Tbe Boy \Yho )lade a Fortune. 17 Kiq; of the J\larket; or, The Young Trader in \Vall Street. 1 8 l'ure Grit; Ol', One lloy in a Thousand. 19 A Rise i n Life: o r The Career of a Factor y Boy. 2G A Barl'el of )loney: or. A Bright Roy in Wall Street. 2 1 All to the Good ; or, From Call Roy to 22 Bow He Got 'l'here: or. 'l'he Pluckiest Boy of 'l'hem A ll. 23 Bound to Win; or, The Boy \Yho Got Rich. 2-! l'usbing I t Through; o r 'l'he l 'ate of a Lucky Roy. 2 5 A Born S p ec ulator; or, T h e Young Sphinx of Wall Str ee t 26 The \\" ay to Success ; or, The Boy Who Got T here. 27 Strnci< O il ; or. 'l'he Roy Who !\lade a >Iillion. 28 A Golden Risk; or, The Young >liners of Delia Cruz. 29 A Sure ""inner: or. 'l'he Boy '\\"ho \Yent Out \Yith a Circus. 30 Golde n or, The P.oy P.r o k ers of \\"al l Street. 31 A )lad Cap Scheme: or, The Doy Treasure Hunters of Cocos Island 3 2 Adrift on the \Yorld: 01" \l"o rl < Pg fil s to Fortuue. 33 Playing to W in : 01 The Foxiest Roy in Wall Street. 34 Tatters; or. A Boy from the Slums. 115 A Young Monte C risto : o r The Richest Boy in t h e World. 36 Won by P luck; or, The Boys \Yh o Ran a Rai l road 3 7 Beating the Brokers; o r T h e Boy Who "Couldn't be Done." 38 A Rolling Stone; or, T h e Brightest Boy on Record. 39 Never Say Die; or, T h e Young Surveyor of Happy Valley. .'l 40 Almost a Man; or, Winning II1s Way to the Top. 41 l!oss or the Market; o r 'l'be G reatest Boy in W a ll Street. . 42 Chance or H i s L ife; or, T b e Young Pilot or Crystal Lake, ",: t 43 Striving for l'ortune; or, From Rell -Boy to l\illlionaire. ; : 44 Out tor Business; or, The Smartest Boy in Town. ._ 45 A l "avnrite of l 'ortune; or, Striking It Rich in Wall Stceet. 46 '.fhrough Thick and Thin: or, Tbe Adventures of a Smart Hoy.-., .. 47 Doing H i s Level Best; or, \\"orldng His \Vay Up. ...,. 48 A lways on Deck; or, The Boy Who Made Bis 49 A J\11nt of >tun e.r: or. The You1 g \\"all Street Broker. 50 The Ladder of Fame: 01:,_ From Office Doy to Senator 51 On the Square; o r 'l'he ::;uccess of un Honest Bo.v. 52 After a Fortune; or, The Pluckiest Boy i n the West. 53 Winning the Dollars; or. Tbe Young Wonder or \Yali Street. 54 Ma.king His Mark; or, The Boy Who Became l'1esid eut. 55 Heir to a M illion; o r The Boy Who Was Born Lucky. n6 T o s r ;n thE' Andes: 01. T nsu1'E' 0f rh e Burie d City. 5 7 O n His Mettle; or, A Plucky Boy in Wall Street. 58 A Lucky hance; or, Taking Fo1tune on the Wing. 59 The Road to Success; o r The Career of a Fortunate Boy. 60 basing Pointers: or, T h e Luckiest Roy i n Wall Street. 61 Rising i n the World ; or. From Fact<;>r y Roy to Manager. 62 F rom Dark to Daw n ; o r A Poor Hoy's C hance. 63 Out for Hid\seif: or, Paving ms Way to 64 Diamond Cut Diamond; or, 'l'he Boy Broke. r s of Wall Street 6n A Stnrt I n Life: or, A Flright Boy's An1bit io11. fl fl Ont. or a Million; o r The Young Midas of 11a11 Street. 67 Inch a Boy; or. Dotn).( iii Le, e l Best 6 8 Money to Burn: o r, T h e Shrewdest, Bo) in \\"all Street. For sal e b y all newsdealers, or w ill b e sent to any addr es s on r eceipt of p rice, 5 cen t s p e r copy, in money o r p os tage sta m p s, by FRANK TOUSEY. Publisher, 24 Union Squa.re, New IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS : of our librarie s and cannot procure them fro m n e w s deal e r s, they ca n b e obtaine d from t hi s office direc t. Cut out and 1fi1: In the f ollcwing Order Bl ank a n d s end it to u s with the price of t h e book s yo u want a n d w e will s end the m to y ou by rJ.i, turn m a il. 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