Bound to rise, or, Fighting his way to success


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Bound to rise, or, Fighting his way to success

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Bound to rise, or, Fighting his way to success
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Don knew it would be his turn next. The situation made him On the spur of the moment he broke away and dashed down the track. With a fierce imprecation the man with the switch-bar rushed after him.

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. Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE, MONEY Iuvecl Weekl11-B11 Subscription $2.60 pe r 11ea r B nterecl a cc o rclin g to Act of Congress, in t he 11ear 1 907, in t h e oJ1f,ce of t h e Librariaft of Conure11, Wa.rhi ng ton, D. C., b11 F rank To use11, Publiah er, 24 U n ion Squar, N e w Y ork. No. 73. N E W YORK, FEBRUARY 22, 1907. PRICE 5 CEN TS. BOU fiO TO RISE OR, F IGtiTifiG t{IS WAY TO SUCCESS. By A SELF-MADE MAN CHAPTER I. THE YOUNG INVENTOR What are you tinkering at now, Don?" asked Sam J cnkins, who had ju s t climu e d into the loft of a small barn, whe r e h i s c hum and s c hoolmate, Donald B ruce, was b u si l y emplo yed a t s o me inv entive creation of hi s fertile b rain. "Thi s is a wor king model," replied Don, filing away at a sma ll piece of stee l. "A model o f what?" "A mode l of a gri n d ing machine." "A g rindin g machin e eh? What is it s u p po sed t o gr ind?" Rocks." "Rocks!" e xc laimed Sam. "Exactly. R-o-c-ks." H o I tho u ght m aybe it was a sausage machine," said Sa m w i t h a grin. "Tha. t you put the dog s in here/' point ing to a graduate d funn e l-sh a p e d opening at the top of the mode l "an d they came out sausages here," pointing t o a sma ll oblon g chute. Well. y ou r e wron g, funny boy. Thi s is a rock crusher -nothing e l se; see ? A s mall c artload of any kind of rock i s to be dumped i n tha.t wide ope nin g when the machine is in motio n an d th e s tuff i s s ucked do wn between those re v olving drums of wood--" "Why, wood woul d n t c rrn;h an y thin g," s aid Sam "Of cou rse i t wouldn t, s illy. Thi s i s only a toy mod e l. T hose drums are to be made of Harv e yized steel or something l ike it, in the real machine. The roc k i s fir s t crushed to a certain s ize by those drums. The n it passes o.n to an other combination of stee l di s k s which you can't see, and which are adju s table, and it is crushed into a small size of rock to suit the variety of ston e wanted for any purpose and comes out ready for u s e a t thi s chute. debris--" "Dayb r e e is good," chuckled Sam. "The debris drops through into another compartment and comes out at this chute her e." "Is that all?" "That's a ll and that's e nou gh," r e pli e d Don fitin g the piece of stee l h e had been fil in g into a cert&.in part of the machine. "How doe s it work-by s t eam?" "By steam or electric power A motor c a n be attached h ere, or a belt can be put on that wid e pulley "Grea.t head," Sam. "Do you e xpect to mak e any thing out of it?" "Of cour s e I do. I'm goin g t o it pat ente d a s S
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2 BOUND TO RISE. "One thousand dollars." "I haven't got a thousand cents." 1 That's your misfortune, then. You are losing the chance of your life." "Perhaps I am," responded Sam, incredulously. "I know you are. That rock-crusher embodies principles not incorporat ed in any other machine." "How do you know that?" "Because I have in my possession the details of every practicable patent issued for .rock-c111shers. "Oh, you have? Where dicl you get them?" "Through a Washington patent agency." "And those principles are better than those used in any other ma chine of a similar kind, I suppose?" "That's right, or I should only be wasting my time build ing this thing." "Say, Don, you've a great head for mechanics. I can't see where you get your ideas." "Of course you can't, for they come out of my head, and that isn't open for inspection." "You've been getting up schemes of this kind ever since I first knew you, but I haven't seen you put anything to use yet." "That's because I've only been experimenting You can't expect a fellow to turn out something worth while without some preparation, can you?" "I guess you're right," admitted Sam "What's that funny-looking model up there on the shelf? Yau made that some time ago, but you never told me what it was good for." "That? Oh, that is an unfinished invention of mine." "What is it intended for?" "I'll let you know if I ever complete it. I don't like to specify the nature of my ideas until they have assumed some definite shape." "Well, the rock-crusher is all right, at any rate. It look s to me as if you'd make a success out of it." "I hope to, Sam. I've spent a good deal of time and thought over it. In my opinion, this machine is going to fill a long-felt want. By regulating the central disks it will turn out stones of clifferent sizes at a comparatively small cost per ton. It will produce suitable for mak ing roadways, railroad emba.nkmcnls, filling in stone piers, and many other purposes, as well as for mixing with cement for tlic construction of solid foundations for flkyscrapcrs and very solidly built buildings everywhere. One of these machines could be erected in a city like ew York, where a great deal of rock has to be blasted out to make building sites or street openings. Instead of carting the rough stone away, it could be clumped into the machine on the spot and be turned into gooc1, marketable stone of one or various sizes and sold at a good profit." "Your head is full of ideas,'' said Sam, admiringly . "That's the advanta ge of having such a head," laughed Don. "One can always ma:ke more money worlring with his head, if it an1ounts to anything, than with his hands." "Well, if you're through tinkering for the present, I wish you'd come along with me to the ball field. Joe and Jack Ilancly sent me over to fetch yon." 1\ll right,'' acquiesced Don. 1\ll work ancl no play rnakcs a chap a dull boy, so I'll lake a rest until after dinner." Thus ;1pcaking, lie pul on his hai and jacket and the pair le.ft the barn and started for the town ball ground. CHAPTER II. TIIE HOLD-UP. Everybody in the town of Oakland, where Don Bruce lived, said he was a clever boy, and what everybody says is generally true. He was as bright as a new pin, and stood at the head of his claEs in the High School. He livec1 with his widowed mother and an older sister in a neat cottage on the nhurhs of the town. The Bruces were not very well off, hut they managed to make cnd1:1 meet through the> ex rtions ot' "Edith Bruce, who was a skilled dresRmaker, and was constantly employed by the best people in town, aided by a quarterly pension which Mrs. Bruce received from the government, for her h11sbanc1 had erved through the great'"cr part of the Civil War and was wounded at the battle of Fisher's Creek, in the Shen andoah Valley. The only drawback was a mortgage of twelve hundrecl dollars helc1 by Squire Dornton on tlie cottage, which was nearly due, but which the Squire Imel practically given them to understand that he meant to renew, as the security was good and they had never failed to pay the half-yearly intere s t of thirty dollar s when it became due. When Don graduated from the grammar school he wanted to take a position in a store in order to lighten the family loacl, but to this J1either his mother no r sister would listen, as they expected great things of the promising son ancl brother, and they were willing to make any sacrifice that he might be properly equipperl for the battle of life. Ro Don was persuaded to enter the Iligh School, where, s o far, he had conducted himself with great credit both to himself and his instructors. Don, as the reader has had some evidence, was of an in ventive turn of mind. His active brain teemed with ideas, some of whi c h he was able, through great persistence, to .reduce to a practical shape. His ambition was to accomplish something that would point the way to fortune. Ile had visions of a grand house, in which his mother and sister were to live some day, and a goodly bank account to support the same in a style befitting its prominenc e But he was not what you might call a castle-buildcrthat is, he did not waste hi s precious moments dreaming over what he coveted, but was always endeavoring to find

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BOUND TO RISE. 3 the way that would accomplish the purposes he ha: in I person of the conductor, emptying hi,s pockets of a. few view. He had a small workshop in the barn behind the house, and here he put in such time as he could spa:re. The she lves were ornamented with a dozen models of dif ferent schemes, of which the salt-making machine and his latest production, the stone crusher were about all that promised results The day following the conversation narrated in the pre vious ch;pter was Saturday, and it had been arranged, as it was the first of July, the date on which the semi-annual interest on the mortgage was clue, that Don should carry the thirty dollars to the home of Squire Dalton. The squire had written Mrs Bruce a note asking her to do this, as he was confined to the house with a sore leg and could not call for the money himself Accordingly, after dinner, which was always eaten by the Bruces in the middle of the day, Mrs. B ruce counted out the amount from her small savings, put it i nto an envelope addressed to Squire Dalton. and then placed it inside a small satchel and banded the same to Don. Into the hand-bag she had also p l aced a small bundle containing an embroidered silk table scarf, which Edith had made for a customer living not far from the home of Squire Dalton, ancl which Don was expected to deliver. Thus equipped, Don left the house, walked to the trolley line, which passed close to his destination, two miles outside of Oakland, hailed a car and was presently on his way. It was a clou
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4 BOUND TO RISE. Short cuts, however, sometimes have their disadvantages, and so it was with Don in this case. As he approached an old, deserted house in the. center of one of the fields he saw some boards lying upon the ground in his path. Their presence there had no significance for him, and he did not even take the trouble to avoid them, but stepped right upon them. It happened that those boards had been placed there to cover a dry well, not a. very deep one, and that time and moisture had sapped their strength. Consequently the moment Don's entire weight rested on them they yielded with a suddenness that allowed him no time to sa.ve himself. Down he shot into the depths, like a stage demon through a trap, and he disappeared from sight in less time than one could whisper "Jack Robinson." 'rhe bottom of the well was partially filled in with loose earth, and this broke his fall. Nevertheless he got a bad shaking up and a nasty blow on the head from the brick side o f the well. It was several minutes before he began to his position. The shock he had sustained made him sick ana dizzy, and he leaned back against the wall of the well to recover himself. As soon as he felt better, and was satisfied he had sus tained no material injury, he looked up and saw that he was about i{welve feet below the level of the field How he was going to escape from his unfortunate pre dicament seemed at first sight to be something of a prob lem. A more searching examination of the sides of the well, however, revealed certain inequalities, as wen as missing bricks here and there, that suggested a way to get out. When Don had thoroughly recovered himself he took the handle of his bag between his teeth and began to work his way upward towm:d freedom. He found it a slow and difficult trip, and one that .took all the dogged persistence of his 1tature to accomplish. At length he got his hands on the outside rim of the brickwork, and had raised his head into the oute:r air, when he saw four persons crossing the field toward him. A hurried glance showed him that they were the four trampish-looking rascals who had held up the car. Don immediately ducked his head out of sight, and then asked himself whether he had not better drop to the bottom of the well again in order to avoid the possibility of dis covery . But the trouble he had had in climbing up induced him to remain where he was. "They may pass close to this old well, but it's hardly likely that they will fake the trouble to look into it," he figured. So he remained clinging to the brickwork like some huge spider in his hiding-place. Presently he heard the voices of the ruffians in loud and animated discourse as they drew near. As they passed within a few feet of his position he was surprised to hear name of Squire Dalton mentioned by one of the men. Don raised his head above the hole and looked after them. He saw that they were making for tile deserted frame building. "I wouldn't be surprised if that is where those rascals hang out while in this neighborhood," he said to himself. "It would give me a good deal of satisfaction to put the constables on to them. H 1 could only be sure that this is their rendezvous, the police might be able to nab them right off the reel. Now, I wonder why they we k" g about Squire Dalton? Can it be that they are figuring l robbing his house? I'd give something to find out. There they go right into that house. I think I owe a duty to the community to try ari
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BOUND TO RISE. 5 There, now. I won' t be handi c apped by that thing, and if the rascals should nab me by any chance the bag and its contents will be safe from their clutches. Don took off his shoes, and, sticking one in ea.ch of hi s side pockets, he clambered down upon the water butt and thence to the roof of the kitchen. Stepping gingerly over the shingles he reached the near est window and tried it. It readily yielded to bis touch, and softly rai s ing the sash he climbed through into a vacant chamber. Leaving the window open, to facilitate his retreat, if nec essary, he tiptoed across the dusty floor and opened a door communicating witWhe upp e r landing. Hearing no s ound, Don inve s tigated the o,J;her rooms on that floor, and found them just as empty and just as dirty as the one he had entered firs t. "It is evident that the men are downs tairs, perhaps in Ile stepped into the kitchen and looked around. There were two other doors beside the one opening out on the yard, and which he had seen the men enter. Trying the one on the left, he saw it opened into a closet. Then he opened the other and found that it communi cated with a pair of steps leading to the cellar. As he stood looking down, he heard, for the first time since entering the house, the voices of men in conversation. "Ah exclaimed Dori. "They are down there." I CHAPTER IV. DON MAKES A DISCOVERY AND PLAYS A SMART TRICK. the kitchen. There are no s igns to show that they have The conversation below WHS only desultory, and there ever been up here. So I'll have to g o down. were other sounds that showed the rascals were doing some-He descended the staircase with gr eat caution for it had thing in the cellar. a tendency to creak underneath his weight, a.nd stood lis. Don was curious to find out what they were up to, a.nd tening in the hall below. yet he was afraid to go down, lest he invite immediate dis Still there was not a sound to indicate where the four cover:y. rascals were. Judging by the sounds he heard, the men were at the Don carefully looked at the fastening of the front door far end of the cellar, and this fact gave Don courage after and saw that it was simply locked, with the key gone. a while. A door opened on to the. hallway :from e ither side. He closed the door behind him to shut off the light, and Don list e n e d at both key hole s a.nc1, hearin g nothing, he th e n placed his stocking feet on the first step, then on the opened in turn each of the doors a.nd found the rooms to one lower, and then on the third. be in a similar state to tho s e upstairs. By stooping do.wn he was able to look into the cellar. "I guess those chaps are in the kitchen, all right. I A couple of candles were burning in the fa:r corner, and wonder if I'll be able to get within earshot of them?" the four men were grouped near them. He walked to the end of the hall and trie d the door One was digging with a piece of shingle, two were kneelwhich opened off of it. ing down and a third standing up, all watching the excavaDon opened it with all due caution, and found himself tion the digg e r was making. looking into another vacant room, evidently once used a s "What can they be after?" though Don, with no little a dining-room. curiosity. "No yet," he muttered. He aavanced another step with more confidenc e for the He cross d t apartment to a door that he believed sbirs w e re shrouded in darkness, and the ruffians were opened on to the kitchen. deeply interested in the work they had in hand. "They're in there, if they haven't left the house while Finally he reached the floor of the cellar and crept forI've been ma.Icing a tour of the place," he s aid. ward to a big empty box, behind which he hid. Still, he could hear no s ound from the men, though he "I don't believe this is the right corner," he heard one li s tened intently at the keyhole. of the men say. Finally be mustered up resolution enough to turn the "This is the left-hand corner, isn't it?" replied the ma.n handle of the door and open it an inch or two. with the shingle, pausing and looking up. Still no sound or sign of the ruffians. "Of course it is, but there doesn't seem to be anything "Can they have left the house so soon?" Don a s ked himhere." self as he continued to push the door open until h e was "Flash Dick said it was the left-hand corner, didn't he?" able to see that the room was as empty and dusty 'as any of "Well, he might have made a mistake. He was partly the others. off his chump, anyway." It was the kitchen addition, the boy saw, and he stood "As he buried the bag, he ought to know." irresolutely on the threshold and scratched his head. "That's right," interjected one of the others "Dig "I've been through every room in the house, and there deeper, Burley." i sn't a single thing to show that these men hang out here. There was nothing more said for a time, durin g which Now, what puzzles me is, why did they come here, and the man with the shingle away industriously t.lld'owwhere have they gone?" ing the dirt behind him.

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6 BOUND TO RISE. Then the man who had asserted that the digging was being done at the wrong spot chipped in once more. "You're down four feet now and ain't no sign of the bag," he said impatiently. "I'll bet it's the other corner." "Maybe he didn't bury the stuff here, after all," said one of the men. "He must have," said the man who wanted operations transferred to the other corner. "Flash Dick wouldn't have said he did if he djdn't." "Well, let's try the other corner," said the man. "The stuff is well worth huntin' for, if we spend a week cloin' it. It's all solid silver, ain't it?" "That's what it is," said the other man. "It ought to make a good haul for us. We kin melt it up and sell it for coin metal. Squire Dalton will never see the stuff ag'in if we get our hands on it, I that," with a rough laugh. "He's offered a reward of .five hundred dollars and no questions asked for its return," said the man addressed as Burley. "That shows it's the real stuff. Flash Dick was a clever duck to get away with it without diskivery." "There wasn't no cleverer fellow in the business," was the reply. "Be the grass green over his grave. He was a square pal, too. None better." This conversation threw a bit of light on the matter, for Don remembered reading in the Oakland Times, three weeks since, that Squire Dalton's house had been burglar ized one night and a considerable quantity of silverware .from the premises. Among other things was a solid silver service that the squire had presented his wife on the occasion of the silver wedding anniversary. The burglar had left no clue by which the police co11ld trace him, and the detective called into the case had failed to find any trace of the goods, although the pawnbrokers' shops of the neighboring cities had been visited and duly warned of the exact nature of the plunder. Don now caught on to the fact that the burglar had buried the swagin the cellar of this deserted house and being unable to return for it, had told of its whereabouts to one of his friends, who appeared to be one of those four rascals, and he had enlisted the others in the project of recovering the stolen plate for their mutual advantage. The digging man cliscontimied in the left-hand corner and begun anew in the opposite corner, which brought the fellows closer to the concealed boy. As their faces were no longer disguised by the handker chiefs which they had worn when they held up the trolley car, Don got a good view of their features. They were certainly a hard-looking lot, and seemed capa ble of committing any crime in the calendar, even murder. "I wouldn't like them to catch me down here," breathed Don. "I'm afraid it might go hard with me." He half wished that he had not begun the investigation which had led him to the cellar, but it was too late now to worry over what he had done. Apparently he must remain where he was until the ra s cals took their departure. He was not particularly averse to this, as he was inter ested in the search the men were making. If they found the silverware in question, Don thought he might be able to set the police on their track, so that the plunder could be recovered, in which event, he hoped, he might come in for a part of the 'reward the squire had offered. Anything in the shape of money appealed to Don, as it was a somewhat scarce article at his home. The man who suggested the change of corners now under took to do the dig19ing. The work Rroceeded slowly, for the s hingle broke in half, and they did not have a second one. Their conversation was not particularly interesting to the boy, as it was interspersed with oaths and expres s ion s unin telligible to anybody but crooks like Half an hour passed away in thi s manner and then the digger uttered an exclamation of satisfaction. "I believe I've struck the bag," he said. One of his companions grabbed a candle and h e ld it down into the hole. The digger scraped some of the earth away. "It's the hag, all right," he said. Two 0 Hie men now started in to help matters along with their hands, and the dirt flew fast. At length they uncovered the object of their search suffi ciently to enable them to lift it out of the hole. ".r ow, let's have a look at the stuff," said Burley, tearing away the bit of string that held the mouth of the sack to gether. Both candles were held so as to throw as much light into the bag as possible. "It's the real stuff-pure silver," one exclaimed, thrust ing in his arm and drawing out a glistening water pitcher. "That must have cost a hundred cases." Burley fished out a silver tray, with a monogram cut on the bottom." "We're in luck," he said "The bag is full of all kinds of silver stuff. Flash Dick knew wha.t to put his flippers on. Not a plated article in the whole outfit." The articles inspected were returned to the bag and the mouth retied. "Now, the question is, how are we gain' to carry this bag away without any one gettin' On to us?" said Burley. "We must wait till dark," said the man who had been doing the digging. "It won't be dark :for several hours," replied Burley, getting out his pipe, filling it with tobacco and lighting it at one of the candles. "I'm a bit peckish, seein' as I hain't had nothin' to eat since mornin', and not much then. If we are gain' to remain here three or four mortal hours I reckon one of us ought to go :foragin' for victuals." This suggestion struck a responsive chord in the minds of the others, and after some argument it was decided that

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I BOUND TO RISE. two of the m s hould go on to Bridgeton, a mile away, and I door opening on the kitchen; the other encl, after drawing pur c hase a s mall tock of provisions . A coin was tossed up to dec ide who were to go, and, the result b e ing ann o unce
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BOUND TO RISE. "It would be an unnecessary expense and bother to go to the trouble of making out a new mortgage, when the old one will answer as well. Tell your mother that she need be under no anxiety about the matter. The loan can remain indefinitely, as long as the interest is paid with her accus tomed regularity "But, sir, if you should change your mind you could call the loan in any time, and if we were unable to pay you could foreclose." "That would necessarily remain my privilege under cer tain limitations, but I have no immediate intention of exer cising it. I prefer to have the money invested as it is. So long as the interest is paid with reasonable promptness I am perfectly satisfied not to make any change." As Squire Dalton was regarded as a perfectly square man in business matters, Don had nothing more to say on that subject. He had something else to say, however, that rather sur prised the squire. "I believe your house was robbed a few weeks ago, Squire Dalton?" he said as an introduction to what was to come. "Yes. I lost quite a lot of valuable silverwa.re, of which 1 have been unable to get any trace, although I have a de tective still working on the case." "I think you offered a reward of five hundred dollars for its recovery?" "I did, but I am a.fraid no one will earn it." "Would you have any objection to my earning it, Squire Dalton?" asked Don. "You!" exclaimed the squire, looking hard at the boy. "It can't be that you have found any clue to its where abouts?" "Yes, sir. I may say that I had my hands on your prop erty half an hour ago." "I don't quite understand you. "I think when you have heard my story, sir, you will admit that there is a good chance of you getting your silver back through me. "I will hear you," said the.squire, in a tone which showed a trace of some excitement. Whereupon Don recited the adventures he had gone through since leaving his mother's cottage that afternoon with the thirty dollars to pay the semi-annual on the mortgage. His statement that the stolen silverware had been buried by the burglar in the cellar of the deserted house half a mile back near the trolley road astonished the squire. "And there it has evidently remained until this after noon, when the four rascals who held up the trolley car went to the old house afterward and dug it up." "Arid carried it off) I suppose?" said the squire. "That was their intention, but I put a spoke in their wheel." "In what way?" asked the now thoroughly interested gentleman. Don then explained all that happened in the cellar while he was concealed there, after which he went on and told the squire how he had dragged the bag holding the silver ware out of the and dumped it into the water butt. "And there it is at the present moment, I'm willing to bet." "This is a most remarkable story, Bruce," said the squire. "If you really have saved my property, as you say, and it is restored to me, you shall have my check for the full amount of the reward." "Thank you, sir. If you will telephone to the Bridge ton police station and have two or three officers sent over here I'll pilot them to the house, and they may be able to. catch the rascals who are guilty of the hold-up. At any rate, we'll bring your property back with us." "I can't leave my cha.ir, Bruce. The telephone is over in the corner. You will oblige me by ringing up the sta tion and giving the authorities whatever directions you think necessary under the circumstances." Don did so, and told the squire that two policemen would start for his house at once. The hold-up had long ago been reported, and half a dozen officers were out on the lookout for the rascals. The officers came inside of fifteen minutes, and Don started with them for the deserted house. When they arrived at the building the cellar door was found broken in, but the birds had flown. They had evidently taken alarm at the disappearance of the sil1 er and had skipped the place. With the assistance of the policemen the water butt was overturned and the bag of silverware was found where Don had hidden it. There was little clanger that it would suffer from the soaking it had Teceivecl, so Don lifted it on his back and, guarded by the officers, carried it over to the trolley, where they waited for a car bound for Bridgeton. Don got off with the bag in front of the squire's home, while the policemen went on to town to report their failure to capture the four ruffians. The boy carried the bag into the house and to the squire's library. "I guess you'll find all your stolen goods here, sir," said Don, beginning to lm!ie the string around the neck of the sack. "I hope so," replied the delighted gentleman "Take them out and lay them on the floor, one by one, and then oblige me hy ringing .for a servant." When the sack had been emptied of' its precious contents, Don summoned one of the and the squire sent her upslairs io ask Mrs. Dalton lo come to the library at once. She came, and was astonished to see the stolen si],yerwa:re displayed upon the flooT of the room. "Why, William, how did you recover it?" "Through this young man, Donald Bruce, the son of Mrs. Bruce) of Oakland." "Indeed?" replied the lady. "I should like to hear--" "First count the articles and sec if they tally with the list of the different things that were taken that night," interrupted her husband.

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BO"GND TO RISE. 9 }lrs. Dalton went over the articles that had been in the bag and declared that nothing was missing. "I am glad to hear it, my dear," replied the squire. "Now, if you will go to my desk and make out a check to Donald Bruce's order for the sum of five hundred dollars, I will sign it." The lady did as her husband requested, and inside of five minutes Don had the check in his hand and was feeling like a small capitalist. M:rs. Dalton then wanted to hear how the stolen prop erty had been recovered, and Don obliged her with his story, just as he had previously related it to Squire Dalton. "M:y goodness!" she exclaimed, when he had finished. "You are a plucky boy. I think few boys would have at tempted what you did for any reward, and I doubt if an other boy in the whole county would have saved the silver ware so cleverly. You have easily earned the reward, and I congratulate you on its acquisition.'' "Thank you, ma'am. And now, as I have another errand in the neighborhood, I think I will go. I am very much obliged to you for the check, Squire Dalton." "You are entirely welcome, Bruce," replied the squire. "I hope the money will be of great service to you." "There isn't any c16ubt of that, sir," repli e d Don, taking up his hat and bowing himself out of the room. CHAPTER VI. INTRODUCES OUR T;rEROINE AND OTHERS. Don had quite an exciting story to t ell his ;mother and si ter when he got home, just about dark. When he exhibited his five-hundred-dollar check there was surprise and joy in the household. "Half of this I am going to present to you, mother," he said beamlngly. "The balance I want to use to push my la.test invention, the rock-crusher, forward." "You are always thinking of mother, aren't y0u, Don?" the little woman said, throwing her arms around her son's neck and kissing him fondly. not?" he answered. "Aren't you always thinking ancl planning for me?" "And where do I come in?" laughed Edith. "You ;must settle that with mother," smiled the boy. "You come in next to her with me." "I don't mind playing second fiddle in so good a cause," replied Edith. The Oakland Times got hold of the particulars of the recovery of Squire Dalton's stolen silverware in time to print the story in the following morning's paper, and by the average breakfast hour nearly everybody in the town was talking about Don Bruce, the hero of the affair. Sam Jenkins saw the account in cold type ancl as soon as he had finished the morning meal he rushed over to call on his and to congratulate him on earning the reward o.ITcfrecl six weeks before by the squire. "You're in luck, Don," he cried, as soon as he met his friend. "Five hundred dollars is a lot of money_. I wish I hacl so much.'' "Yes," admitted Don, "it is quite a little booclle." ""'hat are you going to do with it?" "\\'ell, I've given half of it to mother, to begin with. The rest--" "You're going to put into your inventions, I suppose?" interjected Sam. "Well, I think I'll take out a patent for my rockcrusher." "That will cost you one hundred dollai:s, you said." "Something like that, including the drawings, etc." "And after you get out your patent, what then?" "I'll look out for somebody with money to build a crusher and put it into operation, so as to demonstrate its utility "That means you'll sell a half-interest in the invention?" "Yes." "How long will it take to get your patent registered at \V ashington ?" "It will be registered just as soon as the patent is applied :'.:or, but it may be some months before the patent itself is granted." While the boys were talking in the dining-room of the Bruce cottage, four men, the rascals who had been engaged in the tf()lley hold:up, were seated in a back room of a cheap drinking saloon in Bridgeton. They had just been reading the Bridgeton Sunday Sig nal, which had printed the details of the recovery by Squire Dalton of his silverware, and the account had dispelled something that had until then been a great mystery to them. They vented their chagrin and anger in imprecations and muttered threats of vengeance on the plucky boy who had outwitted them. "We've got to get square with that cub," growled the fellow who had chased Don unsuccessfully with the switchbru. "And we will, too," responded Burley, thumping the table with his hairy fist. "How are we goin' to do it?i' a ked one of his com panions, named Grundy. "That's what we've got to figger on right here," said the fourth rascal, known as Croker. "He lives in Oakland,'' put in the first speaker, whose picture was in the New York Rogue's Gallery under the name of Strype, thou.gh whether that was his real name, or an alias, the police did ndt know. "He's a nervy young monkey," said Burley. "And to think he was in the cellar all the time we was diggin' for that bag, and we never suspect.ed that we were bein' watched." "If we'd have caught him," growled Strype, savagely, "I reckon there'd have been a funeral at his house." "I reckon there would, too," nodded Grundy, signifi cantly.

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10 BOUND TO RISE. "We must get hold of him and make him cough up that five hundred dollars he got," said Crokm:. "If we kin scare the money out of him we don't need to do him up." "That's a good idea, and we must work it right away, before he gets the chance to put it m a bank," spoke up Grundy. "Hold on," interposed Burley. "Didn't the paper say that Squire Dalton gave him a check for the five hundred dollaiis? If we took the check from him that wouldn't do us no good." Strype grabbed the paper and started to read the sto ry again, to see if it said that the boy had got a check and not the actufil bills. "Here it is," he said, laying his :finger on the spot. "He got a check." Thas was disappointing news to the ruffians. "That blocks us," gritted Burley. "Revenge is all very well, but money is better. We hain't got any too much of the ready, and we need it to keep out of the clutches of ihe cops." 'fBut you don't mean to let that cub have the laugh on us, do you?" cried Strype, angrily. "Not if I kin help it," replied Burley. "We've got to be cautious," interj ected Grundy. "He saw our faces in the cellar, and it's likely he'll know us again if he sees us." "All the more reason why we should do him up," said Strype. The rascals put their heads together and deliberai.ecl the knotty question for half an before they came to a final arrangement. Burley produced a pair of bushy false whiskers, which he adjusted to his face, and, having dressed himself in a comparatively new suit of clothes loaned him by the pro prietor of the joint where he and his associates were in hiding, started for Oakland to make certain investigations. At ten o'clock that day Don and Sam started ror Sun day-school. Neither, however, had a place in a class-Don was libra rian and Sam was his assistant. They had all they could do during class hour to replace. the returned books on the shelves and fill the requisitions for new ones in time to be sent to the various teachers for distribution among the scholars. After Sunday-school was out Don managed, as usrn1l, to meet Miss Marian White, da-ughter of the president of i.he Oakland Bank, at the door. "Good morning, Miss Marian," he said, lifting his hat politely. "Good morning, Don," she replied, with a bright Rmile, extending her gloved hand. "Lovely day, isn't it?" Don was about to reply that it was, when a sprucely dressed boy, named Herbert Shaw, son of the Oakland Bank's cashier, stepped up and rudely elbowed him back, at the same time addressing the girl. "Delighted to see you this morning, Miss White," he said, with a bow and a lift of his hat. "Shall I have the pleasure of seeing you home?" "You will have to excuse me, Mr. Shaw," replied the pretty girl, somewhat coldly, for she did not like Herbert Shaw even a little bit, although he was a member of the same social set to which she belonged and paid her a great deal of attention in one way or another. "Mr. Bruce is going to see me to my home." Herbert's lip curled, and he cast a scornful glance at Don, who stood to one side. Donald Bruce, in Herbert's estimation, was a common boy, and not entitled to r ecognition by well-to-do people with advantages denied to those who were not 'Yell supplied with this world's goods. Master Shaw thought that Don had a great deal of nerve to speak to the daughter of the president of the Oakland Bank, and the prettiest girl in town. He was also surprised that Marian While permitted such fnmiliaritv. Ifo could not undersbmd what she saw in Don to be so gracious to him. This was the third time that Herbert had failed to monopolize :Marian's society when Don BnlCe was around, and it made him angry and disgusted. Ile knew better, however, than to give expression to his sentiments in the girl's presence. He repressed his rage under a sickly smile, bowed and permitted )farian to walk off with his rival. But he looked after them with no pleasant expression on his features, while he tapped his well-polished shoes with the point of his slender ivory-headed cane in a way that indicated his feelings. "That's the time you got left, Herb," chuckled a voice at his elbow. He turned quickly about, with an angry expression on his lips, but checked l1imself when he suw it was the pastor's son, Henry, who had spoken. "Don't be too sure of i.hat, IIal Chase," he said, with an unpleasant laugh. "I can't help being sure of it when I heard you ask l\1iss Whit e to permit you to see her home, and she turned you down in favor of Don Bruce. I call that a cold s hake." "How do you make that out? That fellow happened to ask her first." "No, he didn't. You.stepped up before he had a chance to. I heard all that passed between them. He simply wished her good morning, and then you buttecl in and got in the neck for doing so. It is very evident she don't care to have you see her home; that's why she as good as asked Bruce to escort her." This was decidedly unpalatable information for Herbert's ears "Do you mean to say that he didn't ask to see her home?" he demanded. "That's just what I mean to say," C'hnckkd Henry ChaRe, who took pleasure in aggravating Herbert wherever Marian White was concerned.

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BOUND TO RISE. 11 The reasop. for this was that Henry had a sneaking liking for the girl him s elf He was smart enough to see that Herbert did not stand one, two, three in her estimation, while Don Bruce had the inner track of every one Privately he hated Don in consequence, but no one would ever have thought so from his manner toward Bruce. He was an adept, like his mother, in hiding his r eal sentiments under a mask. He might have t r eate d Don with the same haughty ex clusiveness that Herbert displayed, but he did not. He played his cards differently. At present he was u si ng Herbert Shaw as the monkey used the cat-to pull his chestnuts out of the fir e s o to speak. "I hate that fellow!" snorted Herbert, malevolently. "We always hate those who get the better of us," gri nned Henry. "Do you mean to say he's got the bette r of me?" roared Herbert, furiously "He-a poor boy?" "It seems evident that he ha s as far as Miss White is concerned." "I don't believe it. It's preposterou s That fellow isn't in my class." "That's right-he isn't, but he gets there, just the same." Th e way Chase sa id it nearly drove Herbert frantic, while Henry rubbed his hands together and chuckled quietly. ]fe was trying to fan a live coal into a blaze for some purpose he had in view. "Look here, Hal, are we going to put up with this sort of thing? Are we going to allow that low boy to butt in among his social superiors?" "Do you know any way of taking him do wn?" asked H enry, with s ly emphasis "No, I don't; but if you'll stand in with me on some scheme I'll push it through." "You haven!t the nerve, Herb," laughed Henry, tanta lizingly "I'll bet I have. Are you with me?" "It isn't my funerai, Herb," replied Henry, sof tly. "But I know what I would do if I was in your s hoes and a fellow tried to do me out of my girl." "What would you do ?" "I'd get back at him in a way that would settle him for keeps." "How?" "Are you going my way? Well, let's walk o n and I'll tell you." CHAPTER VII. DON IS UP AGAINST IT HARD. "You must excuse me, Mr. for forcing myself upon you, as it were," sa.id Marian White, as she and Don walked away from the church, but I didn t want He rbert Shaw to see me home, so-" "Don't mention it, Miss Marian," replied Don, gallantly. "It gives me great sati sfaction to be accorded the pleasure of your society." "Dear me, you said that v ery nicely, indeed. Do you really mean it?" "I certainly do. I know that I am not exactly your s ocial equal, Miss Marian, but--" "Don't say another word, Don," interruptod the girl, in a decided way. "Social position isn't everything, in my esti mation. I have always found you to be a manly, straight forward boy-a boy that any girl ought to be proud to num ber among h e r acquaintances. The fact that your social circumstances are against you does not weigh with me at all. I am glad to have you for a friend My fathe r and mother lik e and res pect you, and that is enoug h for me. You -are just as welcome at cur home a s any o f our friends." "You are very kind to say so, Miss Marian," replied Don, gratefully. Miss White :flashed a look into his face that set his blood coursing quicker through his veins. Then she cha nged the su bject and began talking about the Sunday -school picnic that 'yas to come off shortly. In this way they walked along the shady street that l e d to the Wl1ite mansion. Marian invited him in when they came to the front gate and Don accepted the invitation. He spent a very p leaBant hour with her, a n d a t five o'clock took hi s departure for home That night Don retired about t e n o'clock. His room overlooked the kitchen o ne-story extensi on, and whe n the weath e r p e rmitted he slept with both windows wide open. On the present evening, though the weather was fairly warm, the sky was overcast, and, fearing that it might rain before morning, Don left his windows on l y partly open. The house had been dark and s ilent for three hours, when four men, who had c-ome down the s tre e t from the direction of the trolley road, paused before the cottage and looked up at the windows. They held a brief consultation, then one of them raised the latch of the gate and the entire party passed t hrough into the garden. One of them led the way to the rear of the building and pointed at the kitchen extensio n and the partly open win-dows above it. "That's easy," said the voice of Strype, with a chuck le. "I wonder if he's a light sleeper?" "Light or heavy, we'll be in that room in a brace of shakes," repli e d Burley. "Strype and me'll do the busi ness," he ad ded. "You two keep your weathe r optics on the lookout for any stragglers along the street." Burley and his companion, Strype, easi ly clambered to the roof of the kitchen without making any noise to speak about. Thev were "ell trained in that method of working their way ir{to a house and as active as two cats.

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12 BOUND TO RISE. Once on the roof of the extension they were almost on a level with the windows of Don's room. Strype knelt down on all fours; Burley stepped on his back, and seizing the window iJash raised it softly. Then he climbed into the room. Strype followed him a moment later. The room was da1k, and, as. the night was gloomy, Bur ley took a small, flat dark-lantern from his pocket, which he had lighted before he Mt the yaxd below, and opening the slide flashed a disk of light around the room. Don lay quietly asleep in bed on the opposite side of the room. "See if the door is locked," whispered Burley. "If it isn't, and there is a key, turn it, or a bolt, shoot it." Strype obeyed the directions. "Now grab him by the arms while I gag him," said Burley. The touch of the rascal's hands staxtled Don into wake fulness, only for him to find himself a prisoner and help less. Burley tied a handkerchief around his mouth, then pieces of stout cord were produced from their pockets, and his arms were forced behind his back and secured. His ankles were then bound together, and the two crooks surveyed their work with much satisfaction. While Don could not get a good look at his captors, ow ing to the darkness, he had a strong suspicion that they were two of the crowd whom he had outgeneraled in the cellar of the deserted house. He presumed their intention was to rob the house, not that they would be able to find much that would pay them to carry off, and that as a preliminary they had secured him from interfering with their plans. He was soon undeceived on that score. "Now," said Burley, "get outside on the roof and I'll hand him down to you." Strype obeyed orders. Burley grasped Don in his muscular arms and passed him out of the window to his associate, who in turn passed him down to the other two men below. Burley then tore a sheet off the bed, gathered up all the boy's garments and tied them in the sheet, after which he dropped the bundle on to the kitchen roof. Then he got out of the window and, throwing the bundle t9 the ground, followed it. He then led the way to the ba.rn behind the house and, taking a small jim'my out of his pocket, forced the door. "Fetch him in here," he said to his companions. The entire party entered and closed the door after them. "Now, yo1mg man," Raid Burley, handing Strype the dark-lantern and drawing his revolver., "there a.re your clothes, and we're goin' to Jet you loose so you can dress yourself. Don't you dare touch tha,t gag about your mouth, or you'll get a crack on y-0ur scon.ce that you won't like. Untie him, Strype. Grundy and Croker, get your guns out. J he makes the slightest attempt to break away hit him over the head with the butts." Don saw that he had no show at all, so he calmly obeyed the mandate to dress himself. During the process he cudgeled his brain in vain to account for the tactics of the rascals in thus routing him out of his bed and out of the house. What could be their object? It looked decidedly sinister to him. It looked as if they had made themselves acquainted, through the newspaper, witlt his agency in the squire's recovery of his silver plate, and that they were going to get back at him in a way that would not be just to his liking. As soon as he had put on his shoes, Burley took the long est piece of rope and tied it securely to one of Don's ankles. The other end, after leaving sufficient play for the boy to walk, he wound several times around his own wrist. "Now, young feller, I reckon you know who we are, even if it's too dark to recognize our faces," said Burley. "You butted into our business yesterday in the cellar of that deserted house between this town and Bridgeton and you served us a measly trick. It done us out of a lot of dough and put five hundred dollars into your trousers. 1 it wasn't that you got a check instead of the rea1 :flimsies we might talk business with you. We'd let you buy yourself out of what's a-comin' to you. Seein' as there ain't no way of you doin' that now, thinge has to take their course. When a feller does u.s dirt, whether he's man or boy, we don't rest till we square up the account. We've found you guilty on the first count, and we're goin' to put it over you in a way you're not li)rnly to forget. '.I reckon that's all I've got to tell you, so now we'U proceed to business." The ruffian led the way out of the barn; Don was com pelled to step out alongside of him, and the others followed. It was about two in the morning, and the street, which was on the outskirts of town, was as silent and de serted as a churchvard. Burley turned in the direction which would lead them still further away from the town limits, and the party tramped away in silence. Don wondered what the rascals intended to do with him. Beyond the fact that they were taking him in the direc tion of the K. & P. railroad tracks, which ran beside the river for some distance, he was entirely in the dark as to their plans. A cool breeze rustled the leaves of the many trees along the route and fanned the faces of the walkers. Don almost imagine that he was being led to exe cution. At length a dark, serpentine strea.m into view, which the bov knew was the Savage River. The railroad tracks Jay just this side of it. A light burned dimly in a track-walker's shanty, and there was a white bull's-eye shining from a, nearby switch. As soon as they came to the tracks, Burley turned abrupt ly toward a cutting that lay about a quarter of a mile away. They entered the cut, and, after proceeding halfway through, Burley called a halt.

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. ( BOUND TO RISE. 13 "This wiU do/' he said "This is the track used by the Atlantic E x press, which passes h e re at about two-forty. Now, tie this chap s arms behind his back, Strype." Don, alarmed at the suggestivene.,s of Burley's words, made a s udden s pring in an effort to escape. But it was futile; ihe rope attached to his ankle, the other encl of which was wound around Burley's wrist, came taut and tripped him up. Strype jumped upon him as he fell to the ground and in a moment or hro his arms were tied. "Now," said Burley, "tie him to the track so that his right leg will lay well across the rail. The express will amputate it. We'll wait up yonder at the mouth of th0 cut until the train goes through, then we'll c<>me back and tie up the stump so he won't bleed to death." Strype, assisted by Grumly, canied these directions into effect, and inside of five minutes Don was bound to one of the ties, with his right leg secured across one rail. "Now, young feller, the express will soon attend to your case," sai d Burley, with an evil laugh. uThis is what you get for buttin' into our business." Then they left him and walked toward the upper end of the cut. CHAPTER VIII. THE PASSING OF THE EXPRESS. The reader may perhaps be able to imagine Don Bruce's feelings as he lay stretched out in that une<>mfortable posi tion, with his right leg firmly tied over the cold and unyielding stee l rail. The physical inconvenience of hi s position was to be compared with the mental torture that he began to endure as the moment slipped away and h e realized to its fullest extent the awful situation he was in. The express was due to pass that p<>int inside of fifteen or twenty minutes, and the train was bound to cripple him for life. His career would be practically spoiled if he survived the shock of the dreadful ordeal and he would become an object for sympathy ever after. He began a desper'ate struggle to try and free himself, but to no purpose. The rascally Strype had been a sailor in days gone by, and he knew how to tie a knot that would hold. The harder Don tried to extricate himself the more hope less the task appeared to be. At that desperate moment there flashed through his mind the text of the morning' s sermon Instinctively he began io pray as he had never pra.yed be fore in his life. He asked with all the fervor of his nature that he might be saved from thi s fearsome sacrifice. The thought of such a fate was madness to a vigorom; and ambitious boy like Don, who prided himself on his health and strength. At that moment far all'ay clown the track, beyond the curve three miles to th e wer t of Oakland, ca.me the whistle of the express as it passed a crossing Don heard and he started up a bit and then sank bac k with a groan of despair. There was no help, then, for him-he was doomed. At that instant an electric shock went through his body -something had cut his fingers, bound under his back. Even at that tense moment h e was curious enough to know what had caused the sensation. He worked his fingers about and recognized that he was almost leaning upon the razor edge of a broken bottle. A sudden thought flashed throu g h his brain, like the rays of a searchlight illustratin g a dark landscape, that if he could free his hands he might save hims e lf yet, for, though he could not hope to untie the knots which bound his l e g to the tie, he had a sharp knife in his pocket, and its blade would soon liberate his limb. With feverish energy, utterly disregarding the cuts his fingers received, he worked his body so that the rope tf1at held his wrists bore right over the edge of the bottl e Then he worked the rop e with a sawing motion over the keen edge of the glass. At that moment the headlight of the express, flying along at a speed of nearly a mile in two minutes, came into sight, ancl Don felt the vibratory thrill of the locomotive's drivers on the rail. It was a singing sound that st e adily grew into a low hwn that broadened and swelled out until it filled his ears with a noise like thunder. "Heaven help meY' he gasped. Snap! The rope that bad held his wrists parted and his hands were free. With the music of the rails ever rising like the cadence of some powerful orga-n ringing in his ears, he thrust bis hand into his pocket and drew out his jackknife. Pulling the blade open, he began sawing at the rope that held his leg down. With a gr oan he lay back over the outside edges of the ties, his head hanging down, and the cold perspiration of "Thank Heaven it's sharp!" he breathed, working away with desperate energy. But he had only a moment or two to save himself, for that iron monster, with its heavy load of sleep ers sweeping down upon like a rushing mountain avar lanche. despair oozing out in drops on his forehead. His plucky work of the preceding afternoon was about to cost him dear. Brave as h e was at heart, his present predicament was In fifteen seconds it would be upon him. trying the very fibers of his soul. He strained at his leg as he sawed away with the knife.

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i4 BOUND 'TO RISE. Suddenl y the rope unr aveled its l ast stra nd, and he dragged his leg from the track. Not a moment too soon, either, for as he rolled over he felt the roar and the wind blast as of a fierce tornado pas s ing over him. The noise was terrific in hi s ears, and for a moment it seemed as if he would be sucked under the wheels of the passing train a.nd ground to d e ath. Then it passed, and h e lay brea.thles s ancl trembling und e r the leaden sky that hung low over the gloomy l and scape. Suddenly h e remembered that the ruffian s who had placed him in his desperate pos ition were coming back to see that he did not bleed to death after the amputation of his leg, whic h they had figured on as a certainty. The bare possibility of these men r e capturing him afte r what be had gone through with, s tarted the boy into in s tan t action. He s prang to his feet and ran toward the other e nd of the c ut. "Wh e n they find that I ha.ve in some unexpl a in e d way escap e d the fate they l ai d out for me they are sur e to searc h for me in this neighborhood, so it's up to !ne to make my self scarce around here. I don't propose to give them a sec ond s hy at me. Th ey'd tak e surer means next time to ac compli s h their purpose. I must notify the police and try to get them arrested." Accordin g ly, as s oon as he got out of the wt, mounted the hill side and made his way as fast as lie could to the road up which he had been brou ght h alf an hour before. As soon as he reach e d it he. turned hi s face toward O ak land. But he soon found that the experience h e had been through had taken some of the starch out o f him. Now that he was comparativ e ly safe, the r eact i o n on his nerves made him feel weak and ill. His legs wobbled a s he trie d to hurr y on, while his :fin ger s twitched, and he felt a col d sweat br eaking out all over his body. Several times he paused to re s t along the lonesome road, but never wit hou t keeping a bri ght lookout behind for the possibl e reappearance of his enemies. Within a quarter o f a mile o r s o of his own home he ;:;at down to re st on the threshold of a deserted ;:;toryand a-haii' building which had formerly done duty as a b la cksmith shop. Before he was quite aware of the fact h e dozed off to s l eep. After a time be woke up wit h a s tart. "My gracious!" h e excl aimed. I bclicYe I'm been 8sleep. 'fhis won't do, and he jumped to hi feet. How lon g h e h ad been dozing h e coulcl not tell, bnt he was conscious that he felt mu c h b ettet. His w eakness and nervousness had passed off and h e seemed to be as strong as he had ever been. "1 must gel along," he "or tho;,;e rascals will get clean oiL" As he was on the point of sart i ng on again he heard the s ound oI voices in the clireclion whence he came. Glancing cautiously back along the street, he saw the s hadowy forms of his four enemies coming alon g at a rapid pace. There was no way for him to avoid them except by enter in g the s hanty and waiting for the m to get by. He did so at once, and took s helter behing a l arge empty barrel at the back of the place. To his di may the rascals paused in :front oI the building and then entered it. CHAPTER IX. DON rL.\N"S TO CAPT HE 'IJIE FOU!l CllOOKti "Dig up 1he tools, Strypc>," said the Yoi<>C of Burley; "ancl be quick about it, :f'.or we haven't no tirn<\ to spare. Since that youn g cub managed to free himself-ll-iough how he dicl it beat s mc---and got off clear: lhis town ain't a safe place for u s no l onger We'll risk tha.t job we planned the oth er clay, the cracki n g of Banker Whit e's house I mean, ancl give the papers sornC'ihing e lse to print about us, and the people hereabouts somethi n g m or e t o rememb er us by." "One 0 lhe 'e days I hope we'll come back, when we ain't expected, aud pickle that slippery young monkey for good," growled Grundy, with a smotbercrl imprecation. "I'd give someihin' to !{now how h e got clear of that rail." "Oh, dash him W c've somet hin' mOTe important to think a b out now," replied Bmley, in a n ill-humor ed tone. "That's right," coi ncided the man named Croker, a chap who h a d served severa l terms in different States' prisons :f'.or various offenses. While they were talking Strypc was unearthing a kit of burg lar implements he ha.cl buried in the s hant y a few day s before. He lo s t no time over it, and in a few minutes dragg e d the bag containing the tools to i.he surface. "All right," he said, tak in g the bag under his arm. L e t's be o:ff. Whe e's this crib we're g oin' to crack?" "It's on the outskirts, n ot very far from here," rep lied Burley. "If we work l ively we ought to clean the place out in s ide of a n hour." "Any dogs or alflrm s ? asked Grundy "Both," saicl Burley "But I've got a club that'll settle ihe canine. As to the alarms, there is non e attached to the cellar gratin 's, I guess. Our tools will force one of them in a jiffy and we s hall be inside in no time at all. Come on." The four rascals th e n started for the re s idence of the p r esident of the Oaklad B a nk. "My goodness!" cried Don. "So they're going to j)rea.k

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BOUND TO RISE. 15 into Marian's home. I must try and prevent them from carrying out their proj e ct. If I could only reach the police in time to head them off. I must get somebody to help me in this matter. I'll have to wake Sam up and send him to the station." As soon as the ruffians were out of sight Don hurried on down the street. Passing his own home, he directed his steps toward Sam's. He knew just where his chum slept. His room was on the third floor back, above the dining room. Don entered the yard of the Jenkins's property and, s eizing a handful of gravel, began to bombard Sam's win dow. His friend was not a heavy sleeper, so when ihe third volley of gravel raffled against one of the sashes of his room he awoke with a start. "What was that?" he asked himself. "I heard a noise." A fourth shower of gravel struck the window panes. "Great pumpkins!" he cried, springing out of bed and going to the window to look out. "Who's firing stones at my window at this hour in the morning?" As his face appeared at the glass a fifth contribution of the gravel rattled against the panes like a fusillade of small shot. "Why, I believe that's Don," he ejaculated. "I wonder what's up?" He immediately opened the window and looked down. "That you, Don?" he asked. "Yes. Dress yourself quick and come down." "Why, what's in the wind?" asked the surprised Sam. "Don't ask questions, but do as I tell you," said Don, peremptorily. "It's only half-past three o'clock," objected Sam. "Are you conling down, or aren't you?" demanded Don. "Sure, if you say so," replied Lhe mystified Sam. "But can't you tell me-" "Tell you nothing iill you come down here. Hurry up, for time is pre cious." "Gee whizz I I wonder what is the matter?" Sam said to himself, as he retired from the window to put on his clothes. Inside of six minutes he appeared at the front door and found Don waiting for him there. "Where's your hat?" Don asked. "Get it." "Oh, I say, what does this all mean?" insi.sted Sam. "Shut up and get your hat," replied Don, starting for the gate. Sam took down his hat from the rack, and, after closing the hall door behind him, followed his friend to the side walk. "What's the trouble?" asked Sam, as Don seized him by the arm and began to drag him along the street. "The trouble i.s burglary." "Burglary!" gasped Sam. "What do you mean? Some body broke i nio your-but this isn't i.he way to your house." "Who said it wa.s? A gang of crooks, the same four tha.t held up the trolley car Saturda. y afternoon, are at the resi dence of Mr. White by this time, prepared to break in and clean out the house." "Gracious! How do you lmow that?" "Never mind how. I'll tell you that later. I want you i.o run a.s fast as you can to the police station and tell them to send half a dozen officers there as soon as possible." "What are you going to do?" "I am going over to Mr. White's house to keep watch on the rascals and. try and prevent them from getting away before the policemen come." "All right," replied Sam. "I'll go to the station." H set off at once at a swinging trot, while Don cut across i.o the street, half a block down whi!5h stood the White man sion in the midst of spacious and well-kept grounds Don approached the residence of Mr. White with some caution, as he entertained a wholesome respect for the four desperate crooks who had designs on the banker's property, and he did not wish to have another personal encounter with them. He judged that one of the rascals would remain outside the building on the watch, while the other three attended to the business in hand. The cloudiness of the night or early morning covered his movements to a great extent, just as it helped the ruf fians themselves. He decided that the best way to approach the place was from the back, and to do this he cut across the grounds of Mr. White's next-door neighbor and thus gained an en trance to the White property back of the carriage-house, where the coachman and the gardener slept. He saw no way of awakening these men without attracting attention to the fact-that is, if one of the crooks was on the watch-and he did not think it best to run the risk. As he drew closer to the house he looked warily about for the watcher, but could see no one. He crossed the smooth and velvety lawn on his hands and until he got close up to the building, and still there was no sign that the rascals were on or about the premises. He had heard the chief crook of the bunch say that they would enter the house by one of the cellar gratings, so Don hunted around to see if one of the gratings had been forced. The gratings under the kitchen were the easiest and most likely ones to be attacked, and thither the boy made his way. He found one of the gratings torn from its fastenings, which was a sure sign that i.he villains were in the house. "Now what shall I do?" he asked himself. "It looks as if the whole of them are inside. I think I may venture to arouse the coachman and the gardener and give them an idea of the situation. It is likely that they have a revolver each. I guess that's the best thing to do." He crawled around to the back of the kitchen, then rose on his legs and dashed for the carriage-house. There was a bell-pull alongside the door which opened

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16 BOUND TO RISE. on the stairs communicating with the floor on which the men slept. Don pulled lustily at this, and presently one of the win dows above was thmwn up and the coachman's voice asked who was there. "I am Don Bruce. Dress yoursel and come down quick. Arose the gardener, too. There are four burglars going through the house. I have sent for the police, but it will be some little time before they can reach this place." The coachman was clearly startled .. He started to ask some questions, but the hoy cut him short with a request to hurry. Don waited with great impatience them to make their appearance. 1 Finally the coachman unlocked the door and stepped out. "Got a gun?" asked Don. "I've brought my revolver." "Has the gardener got one, too?" "Yes. He'll fetch it when he comes down." While they were talking the gardener joined them. "The rascals have entered through one of the cellar win-dows near the kitchen, the grating of which they have wrenched off. Have you anything that will answer for a club in a small way?" The gardener said he had a policeman's short club in his room, and he got it for Don. The three then started for the house. When they reached the place where the grating had been forced, Don pointed it out to his companions. "That's the way they entered," he said. "Now, the most prudent way to deal with these fellows, who are armed and a mighty bad lot, is to lie in wait for them to come out with their plunder, when we'll be able to take them by sur prise and at something of a disadvantage. The longer they are about the job the more chance we shall have of being reinforced by the officers. The coachman and the gardener agreed that Don's p:ropo sition was the most sensible one un.der the circumstances, as neither of them was anxious to run the chance bf being shot by one of the crooks. "Then you'd better go around front, where you can keep an eye on the hall door,'' said Don to the coachman, "while you," to the gardener, "keep watch on the side entry door. I'll stand guard here over the kitchen door, on the chance that they might make their exit at" the back of the house." A minute later each of them was at his post, on the look out for the appearance of the crooks. CHAPTER X. THE FOILING OF THE BURGLARS. Ten minutes passed away, which like half an hour to Don and there was not a sign to indicate the mo:vements of the four ,burglars on the inside. Inaction made the boy nervou s and impatien t Finally he determined, some what against hi s b e tter jud g ment, to enter the house through the open cellar windows and see just what the crooks were doing. He figured that the men had been at the ir n e fariou s work a good twenty minutes or more, and he calculated t hat th e y must be pretty slick chaps at the business not to have awakened the banker or some member of the household by their I presence. Don found no trouble in entering the cellar. He moved around cautiously, try ing to find the stairs and to avoid colliding with the div erse contents of th e pla ce. Finally he ran the risk of striking a match to illumina t e the gloom. The cellar was full of boxes, barrels and other articl ,es usually kept down there. In the center of the concrete floor stood an up-to-dat e heating apparatus, which had gone out bf commission with the advent of the warm weather. Beside it was a hot-water apparatu s the fir e o f which had been banked for the night. In one comer stood the stairs leading to the entry above, and Don cautiously ascended the steps. When he reached the floor above he paus e d to li s t e n He could not hear a sound. He turned the handle of the door that faced him and found himself in a big room, which proved to b e the kitchen when he struck another match. Don's brief survey showed him that it was a model culi nary department-everything was in its place, and not a speck of dirt "to be seen anywhere. Right off the kitchen was a commodious pantry, and b e yond that was the spacious dining-room, finish e d in oak. The gas was turned low in one of the burner s a nd on the table Do:Q. sa. w two bundles-the coil.tents of the sideboard tied up in tablecloths. Clearly this was the work of the crooks though they were not to be seen, being presumably upstairs loot in g the other parts of the house. "I'll just put these out of their reach, at any rate," sai d the boy to himself. He carried both bags into the pantry, turn e d the key on them, and removed it. Then he took off hi s shoes and started up s tair s for the :pa. rlor floo:r. Entering the back parlor cautiously, he :found the gris turnec1 low there, too. Another bundle of plunder, which had been obt a in e d from the :front parlor, lay on the :floor near the dividing portieres. Don collared this and shoved it behind a Japane s e screen which stood in one corner. The pink globe light that illuminted the main h a ll n e ar the entrance burned all night, though turn e d low, and threw a subdued radiance upon the stairs. Don, as he stood looking at it, wondered when the would come down from the region above.

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BOUND TO RISE. It was altogether too risky a matter for him 1.o go up, as he had only the small "billy" to defen d him with against the revolvers of the crooks. At that mom e nl, with startling sudde nness, the report of a rev olver rang the house. "lliy gra c ious!" cried Don. Who fired that shot? Mr. \Yliite or o ne of 1.he burglars?" Don Jwanl a woman, whom he thought to be the banker's wife ulle r a scream. The ::;hot hatl uoubLlcss a waken ed every one in the house. : \Iarian '::; room was on the third floor while three female one of whom was the cook, s lept on the attic floor. Th e possibility that murder might be done by those ras cals no11' that they were known to be in t h e house, roused Don to action Without stopping to consider the peril that faced him ups tairs, he sprang for the stairway and dashed up two steps at a time As he struck the landing above he came into collision with a man in the dark, and both went down together on the thick carpet, Don on top. "Blast you Can't you see where you'r e g oin' ?" cried the voice of Grundy, who evidently mistook the boy for one of his companions "Let me up, will y ou?" Quick as thought Don struck him a blow over the head with the billy. The crack was a hard one and the ruffian roll ed -0ver un conscious. Don's hand ca.me into contact with his hip-pocket and felt the butt of his revolver. He took possession of the weapon in a mome nt. Before he could rise from his knees a second crook, Crok er, came dashing for the stairs wit h a bundle in each hand. Between his hurry and the darkne ss he did not notice that an obstructio n lay in his path. He tripp ed over Grundy's body and, being unable to save himself, pitched headlong d own the stairs. He and the bundles arrived in a confused heap at the bottom. His career on earth was over for good and all, for he had broken his neck. Don however, paid no attention to his downward flight, but rushed for the room wher e he h eard a struggle going on Whetl10r the woman wh o had uttered the scream had fainted or not, certain it is no secon d s ound came from heT. The door opening off the upper hall was open and the gas was lighted at full blast. 1 The burner was provided with a patent a pparatus by which the gas when apparently ouiJ was not actually so, but was turned clown to a spark, which could be instantly re kindled into a full blaze by pulling a small brass cha in. W11en Don appeared at the doorway a dram atic scene met hi s view. Mr. White, in his nightclothes, lay bound and gagged on the floor, with Burley bending over him as if he had just finishe d the job. Mrs. White lay in bed, staring in terror at a pointed revolv er in the hand of Strype. The boy's s ud den a ppearance was for the moment unno ticed, and the first intimation the two rascals had of dang er was when Don raised the weapon he had tak en from Grund y a .nd fired at Strype. The bullet struck and sha ttered the hand that held the revolveT, as the boy intended, and as the ruffian uttered I howl of pain 1.he pi s tol fe ll l o the floor. Burley turned like a flash, snatched up his revolver, which lay o n the c arpet, and would have shot Don, but the youth was too quick for him. Don 's second shot shattered his right arm, and both ras cals were at the boy's mercy. But they were not s o easi ly subdued. Strype reached d own to pick his weapon up with his left hand. "If you touch that gun I'll shoot," cried Don, covering the rascal. Strype straightened up with an impreca t ion. "The game is up with you chap s," continued the boy. "Back up against the wall yonder, both of you, or I won't answer for the consequences to you. I ttm not going to take any chances with either of you. If you make the least at tempt to resist I shall fee l bo1md in s elf-preservation to kill you." The ruffians, reco gn izing that Don was master of the situatio n sullenly did as he told them to. Don then advanced into the room and, whipping out his jack-knife, cut the bank er free, while he kept a wary eye on the wounded rascals. Mr. White himsel tore t he gag from his mouth and stood up. Don Bruce the banker exclaimed, astoni s hed to see the boy in his house at that hour in the morning, and under such stirring circumst a nces. "To, what lucky chance we indebted for your fortunate appearance in this emer gency?" "This is hardly a time for explanations Mr. White," re, plied the boy, politely. "Let us secure these rascals :first. Take this revolver and hold them in subjection while I tii., t h e m up with some thing. "Keep your weapon, Don," replied the banker. "Min11. is here on the floor. I shot at one of those s coundrels when I turned up the light saw him in the room but missed him. Then b oth of them s prang upon me and knocked me down. While I lay half-stunned I was gagg e d and tied as you found me." Mr. White picked up his revolver and covered the two crooks, while Don bound their hands b e hind their bacb with towels. "There's another chap i n the hall ontsicle, whom I laid ouf, while the fourth I think i s unconscio11s at the foot of the s tairs, o r possibly in the h a nds o f your g ardener or foot\ '

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BOUND TO RISE. man, whom I aroused from their beds and lef t on guard o ver the front and side doors Between them they dragged Burley and Strype out into the hall, and the banker lighted the gas. Grundy was just coming to his senses, and Don secured him as he had the others. Croker lay silent and still, huddled up a t the foot of the stairs, with the two bundles around him. I'll go downstairs and let the footman and gardener in," said Don. "Do so," answered Mr. White, who remained on guard over the three prisoners in the upper hall. That man was standing outside in a state of great ex citement with the gardener, who had jo .ine d him when the sound of the shooting reached their ears They were of the opinion that nothing short of murder had been committed in the house, and, as they could not get in, they did not know what to do except watch for the appearance of the burglars, at whom they intended to shoot Before Don could say anything, Sam Jenkins and sev e r a l policemen entered the gate and ma rched toward the house "Yo u've come in time to be in at the death," said Don to the first officer. "We've caught the four burglars, and all y ou'll have to do is to carry them to the stat.ion." "Wh ere a r e they ?" asked the policeman. "One is unconscious at the foot of the front staircase," s aid t he b oy, leading the way, "whi l e Mr. White is standing guard over the others upstairs." "Thi s man is dead," said the officer, when he pul1ed Cr oke r out on the floor "Dead!" excla i med Don, in surprise "As a coffinnail. What happened to him? Did you sho ot him ?" "No, re p li e d t h e boy. "He fell down the whole flight." The n h e bas broken his neck, I should judge There's some of t h e plu nder I see. Take it out of the way." Don picked up the two bundles and started up the stairs, followed by the officers, the coachman, the gardener and S a m who wanted to see whatever was going on Mr White now addressed the policemen "Here's your prisoners," he said. "We've had a narrow escape O nly for that lad, Don Bruce, they would .rrobably have got away with a good bit of my property. The rascals had me bou n d and gagged when Bruc-e most providentially appeared He pluckily put those two fellows 011t of busi ness. N o m an coul d have done better under the circum stances t han he He is entitled to the whole credit of the c apture of these three villains." The office rs wasted no time in taldng charge of the three cr o oks a nd marching them off to the station. As for the body of Croker, it had to remain where it was unt il the coroner had viewed it, according to law, and given a permit f o r its r emoval. CHAPTER XI. IN WHICH DON IS \BOUT THE WHOLE THING. Marian and the three femal e servants were huddled to gether in their nightclothes on the third floor landing, nearly frightened to death "Papa," cried Marian, after the policemen had departed with their prisoners, "what has happened? Are you and mamma all right ?" "Yes, dear. There have been burglars in the house, and we have caught them They are now in the hand s of the P?lice. Go back to bed. You will learn eve rything in the morning." "I heard you mention Don Bruce's name, papa. Is he here?" "Yes. It was Don who saved us from being robbed. Now, don't ask any morn questions, but go back to your room. The troul>le is all over." Marian, like an obedient daughter, obeyed her father, while the servants also retired to their rooms; but there was no more sleep in the house that morning. In fact, it was a l most time for folks to be stirring, :for it was five o'clock. By this time Mrs. White a ppear ed, fully dressed, and, after the coachman and the gardener had bee n di s missed, Don and Sam were invited into the front sitting-room o:r;i. the seco:fid floor, and the banker asked the hero of the occ a to tell his story. This he did, beginning from the time he had been O ver powered by Burley and Strype in his own room and after ward marched over to tracks of the K. & P. Railroad. His auditors were horrified when Don told how he had been bound to the track in the cut by i.he rascals, who had t a ken such a heartless method of punishing him for inter fering with their plans to secure the silver bmied in the old dese rted house. i' How did you manage to escape?" asked the banker, his / face reflecting the indignation he felt toward the remorse less ruffian s Don e x plained how he owed his salvation to the 1Jroken bottle "It was a clear act of Providence that saved you, my lad," said Mr. White, solem n ly, while his wife shuddered at i.he boy 's narrow escape Then Don went on to say how, on his way back, when he was obliged to take refuge in the d e serted blacksmith shop, he h a d overheard the rnscals talk of their plan to rob :Mr. White's 11ouse, and how he determin e d to foil them, i poi::sible. "I woke Sam Jenkins up and sent him for the office rs, while I came on to this place alone." Don then described all that followed up to the moment he appeared in the door of the bedroom and di s abled the two ar c h s c o undrels by a coupl e of well-directed shots. rrh e bank e r then had somethin g to s a y H e assur e d Don that he would n e ver forget the obli gation

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BOUND TO RISE. 19. that the boy had pla.ced him under, and trusted that Don would permit him to o!Ier him some substantial evidence of his gratitude and that of Mrs. White. Don, however, declared that he was more than satisfied at having been successful in doing up the crooks, and he hoped tha t Mr. White would not think of offering him any reward for doing what he thought was only his plain duty. It was six o'clock before the interview terminated, and then Don and his friend took their departure for their homes. "You've done a big thing for yourself, Don," said Sam, when they were walking along the street "You've made a good friend of Mr. White, and he's one of the most important and influential persons in town." "I suppose so," replied Don. "I've no objection to rnak.., ing good friends, though I enjoyed the gentleman's ac quaintance before." "But he'll do more for you now than he would have done if this thing hadn't happened." "That may be true; but, just the same, I'm noi going to ask him to do anything for me." "Why, wouldn't you like to get a place in hi s bank when you're through at High School? You couldn't find a better job in town." "I wouldn't refuse a position in the Oakland Bank ii it was offered to me, but I haa:dly think I will ask for il." "Oh, he'll offer it to you, all right." "Well, I've got a year of schooling before me yet, Sam. Maybe by that time my rock-crusher will be an established fact, and I may also have other irons in the fire to take my attention; so, you see, it isn't at all certain that I n+av care to take a job in the bank." "If you don't take it, I hope you'll put in a good word for me," Sam, eagerly. "You may depend that I will always do what I can for you, Sam, though, to tell the truth, I'd like to have you as a pintner in my future enterprises, and not have to take in an entire stranger." "I'd like to be your partner first rate," replied Sam. "If your rock-crusher turns out to be a good thing maybe my father'll buy me ali interest in it. At any rate, he thinks that you are a mighty smart boy." "I'm much obliged to your father for his good opinion. In fact, I s)lall try to deserve the good opinion of everybody who knows me. It's a good capital to have when a fellow starts out in the world to make a success of himself." "I guess it is. There aie lots of knockers in this world that a chap has to buck against. Herbert Shaw, for in stance, is one of that sOTt. He's down on you like a cal'go of bricks." "What for : ? I never did him any harm. In fact, we never associate. He doesn't seem to think I'm tony enough for him." "He's down on you because you have the iJ;iside track with Marian White: After this morning's work you'll be so solid with her that nothing can do you up. I'm glad you've got the bulge on him, for I don't like him for sour apples, though he is the son of Cashier Shaw." "I can't help it if he is down on me on her account. If she chooses to associate with me I suppose that's her bu si ness, not Herbert Shaw's." "That's right. Then there's another boy I don't like for a copper cent, and that is Henry Chase, Dominie Chase's son. I think he's about the slickest rooster in town. You nev&r can tell anything about him. He's as smooth as silk to your face, even when he doesn't like you a little bit. I consider him a snake in the grass. He's dangerous. You can't find any excuse to fight with him, because he covers up his tra.cks too well. It's different with Shaw. He shows his sentiments in his face and by his actions, and you can always tell how you stand with him." "I agree with you about Henry Chase. I don't think myself that he is to be trusted as a friend. If I had any business dealings with a person of his kind I should want to have a lawyer at my back to see that I didn't get the short end of the deal." "If he studies law when he grows up, take my word for it, he'll be the foxiest lawyer that ever went to the bar." "Well, you have to be pretty foxy to hold your own in the legal profession, I guess," laughed Don. "You're up against some pretty heady propositions at one time or an other. The law can be twisted to suit 'most any kind of a case when a sharp practitioner undertakes to manipulate it. When you go to law you expect justice, but you don't always get it." "That isn't any lie. My father has been taken in several times. He'd sooner compromise a case any day than bring it up for trial. Well, so long till I see you later. I'll have a thrilling yarn to tell my folks at breakfast, but it won't be a circumstance alongside the one that will be in the paper to -night about you and the four crooks. The people of this burg will have something else to talk about, in which you will figure again as the bright particular hero. In my opinion, you are about the most important personage in town at this moment," laughed Sam, as he turned in at his own gate, Don continued on home. CHAPTER XII. A l\1EAN PIECE OF BUSINESS. A policeman caller1 at llie Bruce cottage about ten o'clock that mofning to take Don to the Police Court, where Bur ley, Strype and Gnmdy were to be examined before the magistrate. Don was out in his workshop at the barn with Sam Jenkins, m1d both boys accompanied the officer. Mr. White was in court, as were also the coachman and the gan1ener. Don, of course, was the star witness, .and his story of

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20 BOUND TO RISE. itself was strong enough to cause the prisoners to be re manded for trial at the next term of the Criminal Court. The other witnesses only served to make the chain of evidence stronger against the rascals. Don also had to attend the coroner's inquest that af ternoon and state what he knew of the way in which Croker came to his death. Of course our hero was interviewed by the representative of the Oakland Daily Times, and the s tory that appeared in that afternoon's edition proved to be quite a sensational one. All Oakland read it, and the hnvn was agog over the at tempted burglary of the residence of Banker \V11ite, well as the diabolical attempt of the crooks to cripple the boy who incurred their wrath on the Saturday previous. On the following Saturday the annua,l picnic of the Oak land Methodist Church was held at Greenwood Cove, a mile outside of the town. By noon there were probably two hundred people at the grounds, the majority, as a matter of course being under twenty years of age. Don Bruce was there, and so was Sam Jenkins. Neither would have missed the fun for a farm. Don was especially interested in the picnic because he knew Marian White would be there. Herbert Shaw and Henrv Chase went to the &rrove to" ,., gether, and they sfock together after they got there. The day was a perfect one for a picnic, and everybody looked forward to having a good time. The grove in question wa.s fitted up particulaTly for such outings. Tents, booths, pavilions, swings, merry-go-rounds and similar contrivances were erecterl there, as ll'ell as numer ous tables, supplied with bencbes, for the accommodation of all who brought their own provisions. Don was something of a lion, owing to the prominence he had so lately acquired in the newspapers, and everybody who knew him personally, and many who did not, had something nice to say to sim. There was not a girl at the picnic who was on speaking terms with him but felt" proud to be seen talking to him, and those who were not acquainted with him were crazy for an introduction. Under these circumstances Don was soon having the time of his life. "It makes me sick to see the way the folks here a.re their hats off to that Don Bnwe,'' remarked Herbert Shaw, discontentedly, to his friend, Henry Chase. "One would think he was a little tin god on wheels." Henry chuckled. "He's put it all over you with Marian White since he saved her father's house from being robbed. You aren't in it with him even a little bit, now. Why, she hardly no ticed you when you spoke to her a little while ago. Bruce is It, while you and me are not :in the running.'" "I'd give something to get square with him," growled Herbert, angrily. "Why don't you? I gave you a pointer on the subje c t last Sunday." -"I can't do anything alone," grumbled Herbert. "I want you to stand by me." "Yon can't c1o anything alone? Nonsense! You've got lhe chance cut and dried at han.." "How?" "The whole Bruce family is at the picnic. Haven't you eyes? Nothing easier, then, for you to slip away, ride back to town on the troUey, and go over to the Bruce place. Break open the barn and smash every one of those models 1.ha. t Don Bruce has been putting together this last year or :;o. _i\.mong them you'll find that rock-crusher that he's going to have paented, :md which Howard Folsom, who has seen it, told me was a sure winner. If you only broke that one model up you'd break his heart, for he sets great store by it. He keeps nll his plans in the bench dra .wer. Tear the whole bunch of them to pieces, and you'll ha:ve a splendid revenge." "By Jove! I'd like to do it. Y01,1'll come with me , won't you?" 1 "Me? No. Why should I go? It's your a:ffair, isn't it? If I was as sore on him as you are I wouldn't waste much time in doing what I've suggested to you." "But I think you might go along for company," per sisted Herbert. "Where's your sand?" tatmted Henry, whose object was to induce his companion to do the dirty work, while he par ticipated in the benefit, without running any of the risk .of discovery. "You're a pretty fellow to talk about getting back at a chap, and when the way is pointed 011t to you vou weaken. You won't have such another chance in a long time to injure him in a tender spot. How e ver, it's your funeral, not 'mine," adcled Henry, l\'i.th apparent carelessness. ''Do you think I could do it without suspicion falling on me?" asked Herbert, nervously. "\Vhy, of course you could. You're not going to leave mm card on his work-bench saying that you called in while lie was away. You haven't threatened him, or had a scrap with him, so how is he going to suspect you? It's a regular cinch for you." "Somebody might see me going into his yard." "Not if you keep your eyes open, they won't." "At any rate, I can swear I've been here in the grove all day." "Sure you can." "And you'll back me up in that?" "Of course I will. You don't suppose I want to see you get into trouble?" "Then I'll do it," said Herbert. Henry's eyes snapped with satisfaction. "Now you're talking," he said encouragingly. "I was afraid you were going to show the white feather. But I see you've got backbone, after all." "Of course I've got backbone. I'm no coward," replied Herbert, indignantly. ;

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BOUND TO RISE. 21' "You'd better start, then, so that you can get back and show yourself around before any one will notice your ab sence," suggested Henry. "If anybody asks where you are I'll say you're out rowing on the lake somewhere." "All right," replied Herbert. "Don't go out by the front way, but sneak around by the shore of the lake and catch the trolley at Barnum's Cross-ing." "Well, come part of the way with me." "Sure," answered Henry, with alacrity. The two well-dressed boys, belonging to the upper stratum of Oakland's social element, walked off in the direc tion of the lake, ';Vhose glittering waters could be seen in the near distance. No one, to look at either, would have supposed that they were interested in the execution of as mean and contempti ble a trick as any person could play upon an unsuspecting victim; but this was only another instance of the fact that appearances are often deceitful. Those who dig pitfalls for others sometimes tumble into their own traps. As Henry and Herbert left the spot where they had been conversing in fancied seclusion a head was thrust through a clump of bushes close at hand and a. pair of sharp eyes looked after them. "Gee whizz !" exclaimed the voice of Sam Jenkins. "Who'd have thought that of them? Of all the measly tricks I've ever heard of I lliink that is the worst. It is a lucky thing I overheard their plans. So Herbert means to destroy all of Don's inventive models, eh? Well, I guess not-not if this chicken knows it. I must try and find Don right away and let him know what's in the wind. Then he and I can go back to town and take the wind out of Herbert Shaw's sails in a way he won't like. The blamed fool is laying himself open to arrest by breaking into Mrs. Bruce's barn. But, then, he thinks no one will be the wiser. Expects the blame will be laid on tramps, I suppose. All right. If we don't give Herbert Shaw the surprise of his life I'll be surprised." CHAPTER XIII. THE PROUDEST MOMENT OF HIS\ LIFE. Sam started a.ff in a hurry to find Don Bruce. It was not an easy matter to locate a particular person in the crowd that was scattered throughout the grove. Jenkins buttonholed every one he met with whom he was acquainted and asked if he Or she had seen Don lately. Some of them had and some had not. Sam followed the different directions he got, but ill no case did they lead up to the object of his search .. "Gee! This is tough," muttered Sam. "I can't spend all day looking for him. The damttge will be done and Herbert will escape scot free, and he and that sneak, Henry Chase, will have the laugh all to themselves. I've wasted fifteen minutes trying to find him. Herbert is prbbably on a car bound for town by this time. I can't lose any more time. I'll take the matter into my own hands and polish that young scalawag off myself. Gee! I won't do a thing to him if he's done any damage before I get there to head him off." So Sam ran out of the grove by the front entrance, hailed a trolley car that was just passing, bo1md for Oakland, and jumped aboard. Where was Don all this time while his friend had been vainly hunting for him ? He and Marian were haNing a quiet little stroll in grove all by their two selves. When Sam boarded the car they were standing on the shore of the lake. "Isn't it si, lovely day for a picnic? exclaimed Marian, who was dressed in a fetching white dress, with a pink sash around her waist, and her golden curls hidden under a straw hat. "Fine," replied Don, enthusiastically. "It's almost as lovely as yourself." "Now, Don ;Bruce, no personalities, please," she an swered, with a deep blush. "I beg your pardon, but it -slipped out," Ia.ughed her escort. "I ne.vet saw you look prettier, so I hope excuse me saying so." "I'll excuse you if you promise not to make any mor.e such silly remarks." "That wasn't a silly remark. It was the truth," pro tested Don. "Now, Don," she expostulated, holding up one finger in a reproving way. "Oh, come now, Marian, allow me to have the privilege of thinking that you are the prettiest as well as the nicest girl in the grove to-day." "It is very nice of you to think so," she said, looking down at the water, "but you mustn't say all you think." "I'll bet everybody who has seen you thinks the same. I know that my sister does, for she said so the moment she saw you come in ftt the gate." ".Your sister is a very nice girl, and I like her very much, indeed," said the banker's daughter, trying to change the subject. 'Oh, she's all right. I like Edith next to-that I like her next to mother. I suppose you wish you had a brother?" "Yes; it would be nice to have a 'brother. That is, if he was like-some boys I know." "Some boys?" repeated Don. "What boys are your par ticular favorites?" "You mustn't ask me such embarrassing questions," she replied, with a blush. "All right," said Don. "Don't mind what I say. Want to go out on the lake?" "In a rowboat?"

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22 BOUND TO RISE. "Sure; that is, if you aren't afraid that I'll spill you into the water." "I'm not afraid of that," she replied smilingly. "I was wondering if we'll have time. You know w e promised to be back to lunch at two, and it's after one now," looking at her little gold watch. "Then suppose we postpone it until after lunch?" "Very well." They turned and walked slowly back into the grove to ward the small pavilion that Banker White had engaged expressly for the entertainment of his family and one or two particular friends, which included Don. They found a most appetizing spread a.waiting them at the pavilion. All of the party being present, Mr. White gave the signal to gather around the fable and fall to. At three o'clock lunch was over, and Mr. White suggested that all adjourn to the circle of seats around the band piat form of the grove. Here the Oakland Cornet Band had been engaged by the banker to give an open-air concert, chiefly for the benefit of the grown folks. "How about that ro.w on the lake?" whispered Don to Marian. "We'll go by and by," she replied. "I want to hear the band first." Of course, Marian's wishes were law with Don, and h e accompanied her to the place where the band w a s alread y discoursing sweet music. 1 He did not know, however, that he was th e victim of a harmless little conspiracy engineered b y th e bank e r and assisted by his daughter. When they reached the opening where the s tand was they found that a bench right in front of the music stand had been reserved for them. Don was surprised at the number of person s pre s ent. It seemed as if about everybody who had come to the picnic had gathered several layers deep, facing the plat form. The subdued air of expeetaion whiah rest e d on people's faces also made Don believe that there was something in the wind. The band was playing a. pot pourri of late airs when Banker White and his parly took their s eats. As soon as the music ceased, Mr. Wagner, the superin tendent of the Sunday-schcol, mounted the platform and made a dignified bow to the people present. He began by saying that he was proud to see such a large gathering present at the annual outing. He then congratulated the pe'ple on having such a splendid day for the picnic. After making a few more remarks suitable to the occa sion, he said that he would IJ.OW introduce Mr. White, the well-known banker, who, he understood, had some thing to say to the assembl!tge. Mr. White rose, mounted the steps to the platform, and was cheered. This was to be expected, as he was one of the most popu lar men in Oakland. He also began by remarking that he was glad to see so many happy faces a.round him. Then he started right in to speak about the subject he had in mind. He said the people of Oakland in general, a.swell as the members of the church, appreciated the honor o f having in their midst one of the smartest as well as pluckie s t boys in the country. Here there was a general craning of necks to look at Don Bruc e who was niuch confused by being thus publicly eulo gized in such a way by the banker of Oakland. l\fr. White then reviewed the events in which Don had figured with such credit to himself, and he spoke i:ri a dra matic way about the terrible experience the young lad had undergone in the railroad cut the night he had been bound to the track by the four crooks, who meant by maiming him for life to wreak vengeance on him for hi s agency in d e priving them of the plunder which had been buried in the c e llar of the deserted farmhouse near the trolley road. ''After such a narrow escape," went on the banker, "few boys would have had the nerve to place themselves once more within the reach of such a gang of rascals, even to save the property of one with .whom he was acquaint ed. Y e t that js exactly what Don Bruce did. I will not go into the details of his plucky act in s aving my house from b e ing robbed, for y ou all have read the facts in the Tim es. I have brou g M the s ubject up becau s e I wis h to publicly acknowl e d g e the indebtedness of myself and family to this youn g h ero. As I am sure you all want to have a good look at the boy who is not only an honor to your church, but to the town a s well, I shall request him to come forward and show hims elf. That was the signal for Mr. Wagner to wall{ up to Don. Come, Don," he said, with a smile. "Step on the platform. The people wis h to see you." Don, however, objected to this public inspection. All the same, he was not p\'lrmitted to escape the ord e al. As Mr. Wagner took him by the arm and led him unwillingly forward some boy in the crowd shouted: "Three cheers for Don Bruce." They were given, the ladies and girls clapping their hands. "Ladies aJ:ld gentlemen, allow me to introduce Donal c l Bruce," said the banker, as soon as Don reached the top of the platform. "Hurrah for Bruce!" cried anotl1er boy on the outskirts of the crowd. Don bowed as gracefully as he could, cons id e ring his e mbarrassment. Mr. White then made a sign fo his daughter, an c l Marian stepped forward. "Mr. Bruce." Don turn ed, and there, to his surpri s e w a s Miss Whi te on the platform with him. "Mr. Bruce," repeated Marian, who did not appear to

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!BOUND TO RISE. 23 be at all discomposed by the part she had been called upon. to act, "my father and mother have deputed me to present you with this little testimonial of their gratitude for your brave defense of our property ear ly la st Monday morning. I assure you that it affords me great pleasure to have the honor of publicly handing it1 fo you, together with my own grateful appreciation of your valuable services in-our behalf on that occasion." She handed Don a small plush box, which he accepted with a :flushed face. While the audience was heartily applauding the presen tation speech of Marian Whit e Don mechanically opened the box, and saw displayed on a bed of fluffy cotton an ele gant pair of diamond ouff buttons, an e nameled and dia mond-encrusted watch-charm and a golden horseshoe stick pin studded with diamond s Then several boys yelled : "SpeBch Sp e ech!" Don stared at the valuable gifts which had been p re sented to him, and then looked helplessly into the beautiful face of the young lady who had so honnred him by publicly coming on the platform and giving them to him. He was excusable if under the trying circumstances he was attacked by a species of stage-fright. He realized that s omething was expected of few words of thank s-but his tongue stuck to ihe roof of his mouth, as it were, and he was unable to utter a sound. "Great Christopher !_i' he thought. "How lllll. I going to get out of this?" He began to be painfully conscious of the :fact that he 1 must be looking like a fool, or, at the b est, exceedingly awkward. When the applause ceased the cries for a speech were renewed with greater vigor. He saw that he was in for it) and at last he made a desperate effort in his own behal:f. "Miss Marian White," he began, "I tim very much obliged to you, and to your father and mother, for these handsome and valuable gifts. I accept them gratefully, and shall never JOok at them without recalling this occa sion, I may say is the proudest event of my life, as well as tl).e exciting affair which gave rise to these tokens of appreciation on the part of yourself and your parents." Here Don was intenupted by a burst o:f applause. It afforded. him a slight breathing spell and enabled him to fully recover his customary coinposu1:e. "In addition, I wish to thank you for the honor you have accorded me in coming upon this platform and presenting these giits yourself. I assure you that I shall prize them all the more because of the fair hands through which they have passed to my. own." Don bowed as gallantly as he could to the fair girl, then he turned and bowed to Mr. White, after which he bowed to the aud.ience, and, holding out hi s hand tl';i, Marian, grace :fully led her down from the platform ancl back to her seat, a_mid cheers and clapping of hands. CHAPTER XIV. CAUGHT IN THE ACT. While the delightful event we have just recorded was in progress, other things connected with the hero of this story were happening in Oakland When Sam alighted from the car at the nearest point to the Bruce cottage he started for bis friend's house at a brisk trot. Herbert, who had preceded him in t he car ahead, reached the cottage slightly in advance 0 Sam. After r econn oitering the neighborhood with some cau tion, he boldly entered the yard and went to the barn. Of course he found the door locked-it was secured by a staple and a padlock. He expected this, and had provided himself with a stout piece of steel to use in breaking the hasp off. He changed hi s mind however, when he saw that one of the loft windows was open, and he looked around for some thing that would enable him to enter the barn through the window. It was not long before he discovered a short ladder in the ya rd, and, placing it uncler the window, he mounted the rungs and disappeared inside just as Same entered the yard. Jenkins hastened toward the barn, and, seeing the staple undisturbed, came to the conclusion that Herbert had not arrived yet. Accordingly, he decided to hide around ime corner of the.' building. No sooner had he turned the corner than to his surprise he saw the open loft window, with the ladder beneath it. "Geewhilikins The rascal has got here before me and is already in the loft. I haven't a moment to s pare." He immediately started up the ladder, and, looking in a:t the window, saw Herbert Shaw taking down the model of the rock-crusher from its resting-place on the shelf. Sam noiselessly in a t the window and took ter behind a box, where he could observe Herbert's move ments and be within reach to foil his purpose at the critical moment, Sam determined that, to make sure 0 getting back a.t Don's enemy, he must capture him in the very act 0 his vandalism. Herbert placed the rock-crusher model on the and looked at it with some interest. He turned the crank to see how it. worked, and the effect seemed to please him; He examined it all over, and finally he took a piece o:f paper and wrapped it up. "Ho!" muttered Sam. "He calculates to take that away with him. He will, in a cow's ear!" Herbert next took down the model of another machine. He looked that over, too, but it did not interest him. One after another he unloaded the shelf of its different devices, most of them very crude and useless models. When he had satisfied his curiosity with reference to them all, he began his work of destruction by seizing a.

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24 BOUND TO RISE. hammer and demolishing a valuele s s contrivance that Don had, after much labor, put tog e ther a year since. As he raised the hammer to smash another machine Sam sprang upon him and ]mocked him on his back with a well-directed blow behind the car which half-stunned him. Sam tore the hammet from his grasp and, seizing him by the rum, dragged him across the loft to the window. Pushing him through feet first,' he let him drop to the ground outside, where he collapsed. Sam followed, closing the window afier him, and reached the ground just as Herbert was trying to get on his feet. Sam threw the ladder down and then marched up to the bewildered youth, who did not seem as yet to understand just what had happened to him. "You're a nice chap, you are, Herbert Shaw!" he said sarcastically. "Do you know what I ought to do with you? I ought to hand you over to a policeman for breaking into ::\lrs. Bruce's barn." "What-what's that?" gasped young Shaw. "You heard what I said, didn't you?" replied Sam, fiercely. "What do you mean?" "Just what I said. You ought to be ashamecl of your self. What do you mean by coming here from the picnic grounds, putting a ladder up against that window, entering the loft, and trying to destroy Don Bruce's models of in ventions?" "Who says I did?" blustered Herbert, with a white face. "I say so. I caught you in the act." "I wasn't doing anything. Just looking at Bruce's models. You hadn't any right to hit me." "Oh, you weren't doing anything, eh? You weren't go ing to steal that rock-crusher model that you wrapped up in a newspaper? You didn't smash one oi the models with a hammer? You're very innocent, you are. Suppose I have you arrested; what do you think the magistrate will say to you?" "You wouldn't dare have me arrested," replied Herbert, in shaky "Well, I'm either going to have you arrested, or I'm going to lick you right here. You can take your choice." "If you touch me I'll tell my father." "I'll bet your father will say I did right when he hears what you have done." Don't hit me," almost whimpered the cowardly youth. "Henry Chase put me up to do the job. I'll give you five dollars if you let me go and don't say anything about the matter." "You can't b:ribe me with five dollars, Herbert Shaw. I'll let you off on one condition." "I'll agree to anything," replied Herbert, eagerly. "All right. Come right over to my house." "What for?" "I want you to write out and sign a statement admitting what you have been caught at, and if you want to throw any of the blame on :your friend Henry Chas e you can do it, for all I care." "I don't want to do that," objected "Then take off your jncket and take a licking like a man." "I can't .fight," replied Herbert, backing away. "You've got to, unless you'd rather be arrested." "I'll write out the paper," Shaw, in trembling accents. "Come along, then, and de> it." Sam grabbed him by the arm and marched him down the street to his house, where he took Ilerbert up to his room and, placing pen, ink and paper before him, stood over him until he wrote a statement down from his dictation and signed it. But Sam was not through with him yet. He marched Herbert down to a notary's office and made him swear to the truth of the statement and acknowledge that the signature on the paper was his. "Now you can go, Herbert Shaw," he said. "I'll keep my word about this paper. Nobody shall see it but Don Bruce. It won't be used against you so long as you behave yourself and don't try to cut llp any more monkey-shines against Bruce. The moment we catch you at another mean trick we'll put it in the himds of the poHce and push you through." Thus speaking, Sam turned on his heel and took the first car back to the picnic grove, while Herbert Shaw went home to ponder on the way of the transgressor, too much cowed think scheme for trying to get square with Sam Jenkins. CHAPTER XV. TUE EMPIRE ROC'K-CRUSITER CO., INC. It was after .four when Sam re-entered the gr0vc and went around hunting for Don. He met one of the High School boys, who told him that Don was out rowing on the lake with Marian Wl1ite. Then it was that Sam learned of the presentation that had been madeto his friend. "It's nothing more than he deserves," said Jenkins. "1 wouldn't go through what he did for a million dollars in casl1. I mean his experience in the cut last Sunday night. Ile just rscaped by tl10 skin of his teeth, and that is too close a call for me, you bet your life." Sam did not get a chance to tell Don about Herbert's attempt to destroy his models 1mtil the following morning. D'on could hardly believe the s tory. 'l'he sworn statement signed by Herbert howeve r, whic h Sam showed him, was evidence enough to show that his friend told nothing but the exact truth. "What a mean little villain lie is, said Don in a tone of disgust. "And he belongs to one of the best families fa

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""!.-'" BOUND TO RISE. 25 Oakland. Why, he never considered me good enough to talk to . I'm glad you didn't have him arrested. His people would have suffered more from the disgrace of it than he." "He told me that Henry Chase put him up to it, and I believe it, especially after what I overheard between the two at the grove. If I hadn't heard that conversation your models would all have been in the soup when you got back home." "Well, Sam, I'm awfully obliged to you for what you did for me. I sha'n't forget it." "Don't mention it. You'd do the same for me if it was necessary." "Sure I would." That evening Don visited the White residence and took tea there. He for the first time lolcl the banker about his different inventions. Mr. White seemed to be particularly interested in the rock-crusher, and told Don that he would like to see his working model very much. "If I really think it is practical I'll help you get it pat ented," he said. Don brought the model over during the week, explained its utility and showed how it worked. Two weeks later arrangements were under way for the taking out of a patent on the machine in Don's name. Ten days afterward the fTial of the llll'ee crooks came off. It was short and to the point. They were convicted, and all received stiff sentences in the State prison. During July and August Marian White and her mother went to the mountains, bul Marian and Don kept in touch by letter. Herbert Shaw also went away from town with his mother and sister during the heated term, and he was not greatly missed by anybody who knew him. In the meantime Sam his fathrr, who was a well-to-do carpenter and builder, in Don's rock-crusher, and Mr. Jenkins agreed to purchase an interest in the in vention for Sam for one thousand dollars as soon as Don got his patent. "So we're going to be vartnei"R, after a11," said Sam, when he came over to his friend's house to amlounce his father's decision. "Glad to hear it, Sam. I guess you and I will pull together all right." "You can bet your life we will. When we finish school I suppose we'll set up an office here in town?" "Well, we'll ,ee about that when the time comes." "Bruce & Jenkins will look all right on a sign," grinned Sam, who was tirklec1 over ihe idea of becoming a partner in a real firm. "Proprietors and manufacturers of the Empire Rock Crusher, the only ..per feet machine of its kind on the market. How is that? Look well on our business carcls, won't it?" Don laughed and told Sam not to count his chickens be fore they were hatched. "Oh, they'll be hatched, all right," replied Sam, noel ding his head in an energetic way that was customary with him whenever he made an assertion. Just before the patent was issued to Don on his Empire Rock Crusher a client of the firm of patent lawyers that were attending to the matter in the boy's interest, having examined the model and specifications of the machine, made Don an offer of five thousand dollars for the patent as soon as issued. Don was not anxious to dispose of his invention, as it was the onlv available one he had on hand, but five thousand I dollars looked like a lot of money. It would also mean a disappointment to his friend Sam, for, the rock crusher disposed of, there was no occasion for a partnership between them, for the present, at least. Don called on Banker White, showed him the letter con taining the offer in black and white, and asked him what he had better do. "You are not very eager to sell your rights in this ma chine, eh?" asked Mr. White, with a smile. "I would prefer to hold on, sir, for \Tarious reasons. Surely, if the patent is worth five thousand dollars in the eyes of a stranger, it ought to be worth more than that to me." "Not so. It will take capital to build the machines and put them into operation. That is a serious disadvantage that. you labor under." "I have thought of that, sir." "While you are trying to raise the necessary money some smart chap may make an improved machine that will out shine yours as much as yours docs those already in opera tion. That is a risk you are taking if you hold on." "Then you would advi8c me io sell my rights lo this man?" sa.id Don. "I don't advi.se you accept his offer until you have sub mitted to him a counter-proposition." "A counter-proposition, sir?" "Yes. You had better empower me to act for you in this matter. I'll ;:;ubmit a proposition in your name to form a stock company," with a capital of, say, twenty-five dollars. That is five lrnndrecl shares of a par value of fifty dollars each. In exchange for your patent rights you are to retain one hundred shares of the stock, and out of the funds received for the sale of the four hundred shares the sum of five thousand clollars in cash. If your friend Jen kins wishes to go into the company as a stockholder, also, his father will have the privilege of applying for as many shares at fifty dollars each as he cares to pay for." Don liked this idea immensely, and said so; therefore Mr. White undertook to see if 1.he stranger who had offered to buy 1.he patent outright would con,ider the proposition of taking stock in the proposed company. The gentleman in question, whose name was Mason, objected at first to the plan proposed by the banker, and raised hi.s original offer another thousand dollars. Hi.s purpose wa.s to form ::i close corporation among a few of his friends, who stood ready to back him up with their

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26 BOUND TO RISE. money, and thus control the machine for the benefit of himI mornin g th e y took their diplomas to a picture store to self and -associates only. t hem fram ed. "How s hall we put in the tim e ?" Quite a bit of correspondence ensued between the banker, "I'm going with Mrs. White and Marian to the Catsacting for Don, and Mr. Mason, and an arr:mgement was kills/' r e plied Don. "Mr. Wbite has a cottage np in the finally entered into by which Mr. M a son was to form ancl neighbOThoocl of the Dunderburg Hotel. What's the matter control the company, the capital of which was to consist with you going along?" of one thousand shares 0 stock at a p'ar value of fifty dol"Ilow can I, when I'm not invited?" lars each. ''Don't you worry about that. I'll fix it s o you can go." It was agr.cc d that Don was to rec e ive one lrnn c lrcd s hares "You f'ccm to have a pretty good pull with the \Yhites," of the stock and five tl1onsanc1 dollars in caf'l;; that his grinn e d Sam. friend ,Jenkins should have the of purchasing "Well, they certainly seem to think that they can't do fifty shares or less; that fiv e hundred shares should remain too much for me," replied Don, laughingly. in the treasury, and that the balance vrns to lie apportioned "I suppose you mean to marry Marian some day, and among lllr. :Jfason and his Jriencls at the face value. eventually annex al,l the old gentleman's wealth?" chuckled It was further agreed that' the board of directors should Sam. consist of five. stockholders, of whom Don ancl Sam were to "Oh, I don't know," flushed Don. "H takes two to make be two. a bargain, and no matter wbat my feelings arc on the sub-It was further unc1erstooc1 that Mr. Mason was to be the ject, the young lady might have different ones." president and general manager; that he shoLllcl designate "Not much fear of that. You're the whole thing with who should fill the offices of vice-president and treasurer, her." and that Sam Jenkins should be the secretary-the presi"How do you know?" dent, secretary and treasurer to receive stated salaries. "I can onl y judge by what I see. For the past year noThis arrangement was mac1e in acc ordance with the desire body but you has had a ghost of a show with Ma .rian of Mr White that Don should enter the Oakland Bank and White." work his way up to a responsible position therein. In the meantime the patent for the rock-crusher was duly issued to Don. The Empire Rock-Crusher 80., Inc., was formed in January of the following year under the laws of New Jersey, with its main office located in Jersey City and its business office (practically the main office) located in a tall sky scraper in New York City. The four hundred shares of stock were all sold and paid for, Sam Jenkins getting twenty shares through his father. Don got a certificate for one hundred shares and the company's first check for five thousand dollars. The duties of secretary devolved on the treasurer until Sam graduated in June, when he wa,s expected to move to New York and take hold. While Don was not prominently identified with the com-pany, he was nevertheless liberally provided for, inasmuch as he held one-fifth of the stock issued, and had five sand dollars cash to his credit in the Oakland Bank, on a time deposit, drawing three and a half per cent. interest. CHAPTER XVI. CONCLUSION. Don and Sam d'tlly graduated in June, and both were slated to begin life's serious duties on the :first day of the succeeding September. "We've got about nine weeks to have a good time in before we knuckle down to business," said Sam to Don, the "Oh, we're good friends, all right," replied Don. "I shol1ld say you were. When are you going to pro pose?" "You get out. I'm not eighteen yet. There's plenty of time yet." "That's right; but look out that she doesn't meet some clashing chap at these summer resorts that may put your nose out of joint. Girls aren't always to be dep e nded on. They don't know their own mind half the time." "YOU talk as if some girl had thrown you down." "No; but I've s een other fellows thrown down when they thought they were the only thing in sight." "I'm not afraid to take my chance with Marian. She's the b e st girl in the world." "Of course she is," chuckled Sam. "Well, you can count me in on this summer ra.cket if you can smooth the wa;y for me." "All rigl1t, Sam. I'll let you know in a da;y or two." Don imi:nedi.ately spoke to Mr. and Mrs. White about having Sam Jenkins at their cottage in the They ofllered no objections to his ROciety, anc1 s o Don noti fied his chum to prepare to accompany the party on the first of July. "Did you 'hear the news?" asked Sam ,1, hen h e joined the party at the station on the morning of their departure for the mountains. "What news?" a s ked Don, looking at hi s chum. "Bug Burley, the head crook of the bunch you helped to send up the river a year ago, has escaped from Trenton." "Is that a fact?" asked Don. "That's what the paper says this mornin g You c an read it for yourself as soon as we get aboard the car." Don r e ad the item later on, and found that Bug Burley

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BOUN:D TO RISE. 27 had indeed escaped from the Trenton 'Penite ntiary, wheTe he had been. ;;ent to serve a fifte e n-year sentence. The White cottage was situated in a romantic spot on the Dunderburg Mountain, within a short di s tance, but out of sight, of the Dunderburg Hotel, which was perched on the summit. i There were a dozen other cottages, owned or rent.eel by wealthy people, in the immediate vicinity, and all facing up the serpentine road that wound down the mountain side to the station of the Dunderburg Mountain Railway. July had passed away and the last week of August was drawing near. Don, Sam and Marian White had been having a time in the mountains, for there were many young folks in the neighborhood with whom they associated. One afternoon, after lunryh, Don proposed that they take a stroll up to the Dunderburg Glen, one of the wildest and most romantic spots on the Dunderburg. Marian and Sam were agreeable to this plan. Just before they started out a neighbor came over to the White cottage and announced that the Raynor cottage, the furthest one from the hotel, had been burglarized the night before. The thief had carried off not only all the available plun der, but a consiclerabJe quantity of food as well. This was rather startling news, and Don warned Mrs. White to keep her' eyes wide open while they were away, le s t she be troubled by some undesirable visitor. The boy, fearing that. they might possibly run across the rascal somewhere in the mountain wilds, prudently took his revolver from h).s trunk and put it in his pocket. "It will be handy to have in case of an emergency," he remarked to Sam. "Yes; but I guess there isn't much likelihood that the fellow will show himself in the broad dayliaht if he still 0 is in this neighborhood, which is not likely, for it is probable he ha.s made for the river with his plunder. The fact that he hooked 'a quantity of food shows that he intended to keep well in hiding." The three young people started off on their jaunt and in the course of an hour were standing at the entrance to the glen. There was a small, rude shanty not a great way from where they stood, and Sam proposed that they take a look at it. Accordingly they started for it. The door of the hut was closed, but, as there seemed to be no indications that it was inhabited, they did not hesi tate to enter the place. "Somebody has been here not very long ago," said Sam, pointing to some crumbs of food that were scattered on the top of an inverted box. "I guess some of the hotel people were up here lately, and they may have brought some lunch with them," replied Don. "This would be a nice, airy habitation to spend one's honeymoon in," grinned Sam, with an intelligent wink at his chum. "Then I suppose I may expect to hear of you coming h ere with your bride one of these days, Mr. Jen.kins?" laughed Marian. "Ho I'm not going to get married," replied Sam. "What, never? Have you decided to become an old bachelor?" "I (lidn't mean that. I meant that I going to get married for a good while yet. I like to be my own boss, and a fellow can't always be that when he is hitched to some girl." "The satisfaction of having a nice wife ought to be suf ficient compensation for the loss of your freedom," laughed : Marian. ( .'It's a good idea to be your own master as long as you can, at any rate," replied Sam, with his customary nod of the head. "I wish I had a drink of water," said Marian, who had seated herself on the box, after Don had brushed the crumbs from it. "Well, I'll take a look around and see if I can find a st.ream anywhere. I heard there was one up here. I've got a collapsible rubber cup in my pocket, which, I carry for just such emergencies, and I'll fetch you back a drink if I can locate the water." "Don't be long, Don,'r said the girl. "Not if I can help it. You and Sam can have it out on the subject of matrimony while I'm away.'r "We're through already," chuckled Sam. "Then talk about something else," said Don, as he walked out of the hut. After walking perhaps a quarter of a mile the boy came to a trickling mountain stream; and after taking a drink himself he filled the rubber cup and started back for the hut. As he came in sight of it he thought he heard a scream in the distance. "That sounded like a girl," he said to himself, stopping and listening. The sound was not repeated, and he went on. The door of the shanty, although wide open when he left, was now closed. Don thought this was :fanny, for the weather was decid edly warm, even at that altitude, and the hut was close and not over-sweet. He walked up to the door and banged it wide open. The scene that met his vi.ew staggered him. Sam was stretched out motionless on the floor, with the blood trickling from a cut somewhere on the head, while M:arfan lay insensible, supported by the arm of a hard looking ruffian, who was taking the diamond earrings from h e r ears. The fellow looked up with a wolfish snarl as Don threw open the door and his hand instantly sought his hip-pocket, where the butt of a revolver protruded. Although the rascal was greatly changed for the worse,

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BOUND TO .RISE. Don at once recognized him as Bug Burley, the escaped They took cha rge of it between them and returned it to convict. the owner. The recognition was mutual, and with a howl of anger The hotel detective and a posse went to the hut with Burley yanked out his weapon. Don and Sam and found Burley in pretty bad shape. Don on the spur of the moment threw the cupful of He was a tough rascal, however, and survived the water at his head and drew his own revolver. wound, so that he was subsequently carried back to Trenton The cup struck the ruffian in the face, and the splashing to complete his term of imprisonment. :water disconcerted him for a mome:;it. On the first of September Don entered the Oakland Bank, That probably saved Don's life. Both revolvers cracked at the same moment. Don felt the wind of the bullet on his cheek and quickly recocked his weapon. When the smoke blew away the boy saw that the game was in his own hands, for Burley lay gasping f0r breath on the :floor, with a ball through his chest. As Don grabbed Marian she uttered a :fluttering sigh and opened her eyes. "Oh, Don," she cried, throwing her arms aro-und his neok, "save me!" ''Don't worry, you're safe enough," he replied reassur ingly. "Oh!" she exclaimed shudderingly, as she saw the gasp ing form of the ruffian almost at her feet, with the revolver on the :floor. "What did you do to him, Don?" "I shot him," replied the boy, coolly. "It was his life or mine, and luck ran. my way." "He isn't dea0d." "No, but he looks hard hit. You can see by the blood on bis shirt where the bullet stru c k him. How was Sam knocked out? Not shot, for I should have heard the report of the revolver." "He was hit with a stick, I think." "That club, I guess," said Don, as he raised Sam's head and looked at the wound near the top of his head. "I must get some water and bring him to." while Sam began a new life in New York City as secretary to the Empire Rock-Crusher Co., Inc. Years have passed since then, and to-day Don Bruce is the cashier of the bank, and also a stockholder in same. He has been married to Marian White just six months, and he expects at the next meeting of the directors to be elected vice-president of the bank. There is little doubt that when Mr. White retires Don will become president, for he has the White influence at his back, and J\fr. White practically owns the bank As for Sam Jenkins, he is still secretary of the rock crui;her company, and is now the owner of one hundred shares of its stock. Don earns a handsome annuity from his h1terest in the company, for when the treasury stock was sold to enlarge the company's business he purchased a second one hundred shares at a premium of ten dollars per share. Don has practically fought his way to success, for the goal of his ambition is now in sight, and the same may be a ttained by every energetic boy of Don's caliber who is BolJ'ND TO RISE. THE END. Read "OUT FOR THE DOLLARS; OR, A SMART "I'll go with you," said the girl. "I wouldn't remain / here frner. you order by return mail.

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WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY A COMPLETE STORY EVERY WEEK ar STORIES OF BOY FIREMEN -.. Handsome Colored Covers 32-Pages of Reading By ROBERT LENNOX Price s Cents Splendid II I us tr at ion .s Issued Every Friday llF' TAKE NOTICE! -.... C) !:> (+)<+) < C) Beginning with No. 41, this weekly will contain a new series of magnificent fire stories, written by Robert Lennox, the best author of this class of fiction in the world. They detail the exciting adventures of a company of gallant young fire fighters under the l eadership of a brave boy known as Young Wide Awake. Their )< daring deeds of heroism, and the perils they overcome, are intensely interesting. These stories are not confined entirely to fire-fighting, but also contain many interesting incidents, humorous situations and a little of the love element. There is a charming girl in the stories whom you will all like very much. ' '' <+)<+ -Tell All Your Friends About This Series ""WIJ ALREADY PUBLISHED: 10 We, Us & Co.; or, Seeing Life with a Vaudeville Show. By Ed ward N. Fox. 11 Cut Out for an Officer ; or, Corporal Ted in the Phllipplnes. By Lieut. J J. Barry. 12 A l<'ool for Luck; or, The Boy Who Turned Boss. By Fred War burton. 13 The Great Gaul "Beat" ; or, Phil Winston' s Start In Reporting. By A. Howard De Witt. 14 Ou t for Gold; or, 'l'he Boy Who Knew the Difference. By Tom Dawson. 15 The Boy Who Balked ; or, Bob Brisbane's Big Kick. By Frank Irving. 16 Slicker than Silk; or, The Smoothest Boy Alive. By Rob Roy. 17 The 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 Owen&. 19 won by Bluff; or. Jack Mason's Marble Face. By Frank Irving. 20 On the Lobster Shift; or, The Herald's Star Reporter. By A. Howard De Witt. 21 Under the Vendetta's Steel ; or, A Yankee Pny In Corsica. By Lieut. J J Barry. 22 Too Green to Burn ; or. The L\1ck 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, The Trick That Paid. By Edward N. F'o::<.. 25 In Spite of Himself; or, Serving the Russian Police. By Prof. Oliver Ow ens. 26 Kicked into Luck; or, The Way Nate Got There. By Rob Roy 27 tie Otvi1tt'. or, The Man-Trap of Death Valley. By A, 28 Living in His Hat; or, The Wide World His liome. By Edward N. l<'ox. 29 All for President Diaz; or, A Hot Time In Mexico. By Lieut. J. J Barry. 30 The Easiest Ever ; or, How Tom Fllled a Money Barrel. By Capt. Hawthorn, U. S. N. 31 In the Sultan's Eye; or, Beating the Porte's Game. By Tom Dawson. 32 The Crater of Gold ; or, Dick Hope's Find In the Philippines. By Fred Warburton. 33 At ihe Top of the Heap ; or, Daring to Call His Soul His Own. By Rob Roy. 34 A for His; or, Nat's Corner in Gold Bricks. By Edward N. 35 By Mikado's Order; or, Ted Terrill's "Win Out" In Japan. By Lieut. J. J. Barry. 36 His Name was Dennis; or, The Luck of a Green Irish Boy. By A. Howard De Witt. 37 Volunteer Fred; or, From Fireman to Chief. By Robert Lennox. 38 Neptune No. 1; or, The Volunteer Fire Boys of Blackton. By Robert Lennox. 39 Hook, r,adder and Pike; or, The Life-Savers of Freehold. By Robert Lennox. 40 Columbia's Pet; or, A Fireman at 17. By Robert Lennox. 41 Awake; or, The Fire Boys of Belmont. By Robert 42 Young Wide Awake's Biggest Blaze; or, -Saving a Burning City. By Robert Lennox. 43 Young Wide Awake's Life Line; or, The Narrowest Escape on Rec -ord. By Robert Lennox. 44 Young Wide Awake's Boole and Ladder Work; or, The Maniac Fire Fiend of J!leimont. By Robert Lennox. For sale by all newsdealers or will be sent to any address on receipt of price, 5 cents.per copy, in mon-ey or postage stamps, by FBANX TOUSEY, 24 Union Square, New York. I IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our Libraries and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this office direct. Cut out and fill in the following Order Blank and send it to us with the price of the books you want and we will send them to you by return mail. POS'.rAGE STAMPS TAREN THE SAME AS MONEY . . . r .... FRANK TOUSEY, Publi sher, 24 Union Square, New York. ........................ 190 DEAR Sm-Enclosed find ...... cents for which please send me: .... copies of WORK AND WIN, Nos .... .................................................... " WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY, Nos .................................................... " WILD WEST WEEI\:LY, Nos .................................................. . '( THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76, Nos ............................. : .................... " PLUCK AND LUCK, Nos ............................................................ " SECRET SERVICE NOS ..... j . " FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, Nos ................................................. " Ten-Cent Hand Books, Nos ........................................................... Name ........................ Street and No ........... Town ......... State ....... ....

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Fame and Fortune Weekly STD JES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY B y A SELF-MADE MAN 32 Pages of Reading Matter Handsome Colored Covers A new one issued every Friday Price 5 cents a copy J This Weekly contains interesting stories o f smart boys, who win fame and fortune by their ability to take advantage of passing opportunities. So me of these stor ies are founded on true incidents i n the lives of o u r most successf u l self-made men, and s ho w how a boy of pluck, perseverance and brains can become famous and weal thy. ALREADY PUBLISHED. 1 A Lucky Deal ; or, The Cutest Boy in Wall Street. 2 Born to Good Luck ; or, The Boy Who Succeeded. 3 A Corner in Corn ; or, How a Chicago Boy D i d the Trick. 4 A Game of Chance; or, The Boy Who 'Yon Out. 5 Hard to Beat; or, The Cleverest Boy in Wall Street. 6 Building a Railroad; or, The Young Contractors of Lakeview. 7 Winning His Way; or, The Youngest Editor in Green Rive r 8 The Wheel of Fortune; or, The Record of a Self-Made Boy. 9 Nip and Tuck; or, The Young Brokers of Viall Street. 10 A Coppe1 Harvest; or. The Boys Who Worked a Deserted Mine. 11 A Lucky Penny; or, '!'be Fortunes or a Boston Boy. 12 A Diamo;nd in the Rough ; or, A Brave Boy's Start in Life. 13 Baiting the Bears; or, '!'be Nerviest Boy iu Wall Street. 14 A Gold Brick; or, The Boy Who Could Not be Downed. 15 A Streak of Luck; or, The Boy Who leatbered His Nest. 16 A Good Thing; or, The Boy Who Made a Fortune. 17 King of the Market; or, The Young 'l'rader in \\:all Street. 18 Pure Grit; or, One Boy iu a 19 A Rise tn Life; or, The Career of a Factory Boy. 20 A Barrel of Money; or, A Bright Boy in Wall Street. 21 All to the Good; or, From Call Boy to Mauauer. 22 Ilow Ile Got There; or, The Pluckiest Boy o'f Them All. 23 Bound to Win; or. The Doy Wbo Got Rieb. 24 Pushing It Tbl'Ougll; or. '!'be b'ate Of a Lucky Roy. 25 A Born Speculator; or. The Young Sphinx of "att Street. 26 The \Vay to Success; or, The 'Boy Who Got There. 27 Struck Oil; or. 'be Boy Who i\l a d e a Million. 28 A Golden Risk ; or, 'l'he Young of Della Cruz. 29 A Sure Winner; or, The Doy Who 'i\'ent Out With a Circus. 30 Golden Fleece; or, The Boy Brokers of 'i\'all Street. 31 A Mad Cap Scheme: or, The Roy Treasure Hunters of Cocos Island. 32 Adrift on the World: or. 'i\"'orking Ills Way to Fortune. 33 Playing to Win: or, The Foxiest Boy in Wall Street. 34 'l'atters; or, A Boy from the Slums. 35 A Young Monte Cristo : or, The Richest Boy in the World. :l6 Won by Pluck; or. The Boys Who Ran a Raill'Oad. 117 Beating the Brokers; or, The Boy Who "Couldn't be Done." 3t< A Rolling Stone; or, The Brightest Boy on Record. 3 .Never Say Die; or, The Young Surveyor of Happy Valley. Almost a Man; or, Winning Ills Way to the Top. 41 Boss of the Market; or, The Greatest Boy in Wall Street. 42 The Chance of His Life; or, The Young Pilot of Crystal Lake. 43 Striving for Fortune ; or, From Bell-Boy to Millionaire. 44 Out tor Business: or, The Smartest Boy iu Town. 45 A Fa-vorite of l cortuue; or, Striking It Rieb lo Wall Stt:eet. 46 Through Thick and Thin; or, The Adventures of a Swart J:loy_ 47 Doing His Level Best; or, Working His Way Up. 48 Always on Deck; or, '!'be Boy Who Made His Mark. 49 A i\11nt of J\looey; or, 'be Young Wall Street Broker. 50 The Ladder of Fame ; or From Ollice Boy to Senator. 51 On the Square; or, '!'be Success of an Honest Boy. 52 After a Fortune; or, The Pluckiest Boy in the \Yest. 53 Winning the Dollars; or, '!'be Young Wonder of Wall Street. 54 Making His l\Iark; or, The Boy Who Became President. 55 Heir to a or, The Boy Who Was Born Lucky. 56 Lost In the Andes; or. The 'l'reasure of the Buried City. 57 On His Mettle; or, A Plucky Boy In Wall Street. 58 A Lucky Chance: or, Taking Fortune on tbe Wing. 59 The Road to Success; or, The Career of a b'ortuoate Boy. 60 C)lasing Pointers; or, The Luckiest Boy in Wall Street. 61 Rising iu the World; or, Fl'Om Lactory Boy to Manager. 62 From Dark to Dawn; or, A Poor Boy's Chance. 63 Out for Himself; or, Paving His Way to 64 Diamond Cut Diamond; or, The Boy Brokers of Wall Street. 65 A Start In Life; or, A Bright Boy's Ambition. 66 Out for a i\Iilliou: or, The Young 1I1das of \\'all Street. 67 Every Inch a Boy; or, Doing Ilis Level Best. 68 Money to Burn; or, The Shrewdest Boy iu Wall Street. 69 An Eye to Business: or, 'be Boy 'i\'bo Was ?lot Asleep. 70 Tipped by the Ticker: or, An Ambitious Boy i \'Oall Street. 71 On to Success ; or, The Boy Who Got Ahead. 72 A Bid for a Fdrtune; or, A Country Boy iu \\'all Street. 73 Bound to Rise; or, Fightin_g His 11ay to Success. 74 Out tor the Dollars; or, A Smart Boy in \\'all Street. For sale by all newsdealers, or will be sent to any address on receipt of pf'ice, 5 cents per copy, in money or postage stamps, by FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Squa.re, New York.} IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our libraries, and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this office direct. Cut out and fill in the follcwing Order Blank and send it to us with the price of the books you want and we will send them to y ou by ret urn mail. P OSTAGE Wl'A MPS 'l'A l{J<-::N 'l'HE SAlU B AS .LUO.SEY. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . . FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York . .............. 190 DEAR SrnEnclosed find ..... cents for which please sen d me: .... copies of FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, N o s ............... . ................. ., '' WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY, No s . ................................ . . ............... . '' WORK AND WIN, Nos ........................ .... ............... 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