A chase for a fortune, or, The boy who hustled

A chase for a fortune, or, The boy who hustled

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A chase for a fortune, or, The boy who hustled
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The train was pulling out of the station as Clifford Price darted out on the platform with Fleming .and ,Monkton at his heels. "Stop him! Stop that boy!" roared Monkton. Clif darted for the last car and swung himself aboard.


' Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY luued Weekl11-B11 Subscription IZ.50 per 11ear. Entered according to Act of Congrea, in the year 1907, in the ojJl.ce o f the Librarian of Congress, Warhington, D. C by Frank Tousey, Publisher, Z4 Union Squar, New Y ork. No. 79. NEW YORK, APRIL 5, 1907. PRICE 5 CENTS. A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE OR, THE BOY WHO HUSTLED By A SELF-MADE MAN CHAPTER I. THE HEIR OF BEECHING HOLL OW. "Look here, Clif, aren't you the heir to this property?" asked Walter Singleton, looking at his chum very seriously. "That's a s ingular question for y o u to ask, Walt," an swer e d Clifford Price, in a tone of smprise. "Don't you know I am?" "Well, I always thought you were, of course, since your mother died ; but I heard your cousin, Howard Fleming, make a remark to one of his cronies the other day that set me thinking." "What did he say?" asked Clif, with more than usual ..+ J>IN'.ll estness. "He sa id that when you came of age you might find considerable difficulty in proving your r ight to inherit this property." "He said that, did he?" "YeR." "I can't see what ground he had to make any such re mark." "Neithe r do I." "My father bought this p;operty many years ago, and expended considerable money improving it. When he made that unfortunate trip West which cost him his l ife this 'place had more than doubled in nlue." "I believe your mother's brother, Edward Fleming, ac companied your father on that trip,'' said Singleton. "He did. But Mr. Fleming was only a half brother of my mother's. However, I know she always thought a great deal of him,' and placed implicit confidence in him "She must have, for when he brought back the news of your father's death she practically put him in charge of this estate." "Well, she really wasn ;t able to look after it herself. She never was same after father's death. She grieved constantly up to the hour of her own death a year ago,'' replied Clif, soberly. "I understand that your father left everything to your mother "That's right." "And your mother died without making a will?" "No will was found It may, however, still be in ex istence, for Mr. Goodrich fath er's lawyer, said he drew one for her, making me her sole heir It doesn't matter, as Mr. Fleming did not put in any claim for hims e lf. The court appointed him TI;iy guardian, and he gave bonds for the faithful discbarge of his duties." "Mr. Fleming evidently regards you as the rightfu l heir." "Of course. I don't see why he shouldn't.'' "Then why should his son make such a peculiar re mark?" "That's what puzzles me. "He must have some reason for it. He spoke in such a significant way that it instant l y attracted my notice." "Howard and I don't pull very well togeth&", so I dare ,/ /


A FOR A FORTUNE. say he'd like 1o ine

A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. I the with its preciou s yet he was n e ver th eless d e lermme J lo g o 1.hcre s ome hrne: Therefore he gre eted Walter Siu g l e ton 's s ugge s tion with avidity, and ente red into the e xpedition that aftern o o n with the utmo s t enthu s iasm. Hardly had the two boys left the place where they had been conversing, whic h was clo s e to the hedge that partially walled in Lhat section of the garden in the fr011t of the Beechin g Hollow rnun s ion than 1.he h ead of an othe r boy rose above the w e ll trimmed green border and looked after them. This boy, who had been hiding within earshot of them was Howard Fleming, Clif s cousin. He was a lad who .. e arreigant dispo s ition and di s agTeeable manners had rendered him. as unpopular with the servants of the place, as well as the boys of the nearby village of l\facedonia, aB Clifford Price was the r e verse. He was not at all g ood lookin g, and in many r e p e ct s was a sort of pock e t e ditjon o f his father Edward Fleming He was instrumental in bringing cha1ges a g ainst most of the old servants with a vie'_Y to their dismissal, but had failed in his obj ect owing to the. vig orou s protest of Clif which carried consid e rabl e weight, as Mr. Fle min g for rea s on, did not care to antagonize his ward-at l e al't not at that time. Cons equently there was no love lo s t betw e en Ct.if and Howard. The l atter hale d his bright, handsome couf:in all th e on this account, though h e WM bitter enou g h again s t him on general principles--thc chief of which was i.hat Clif was the h eir i.o' Beeeh'ing Hollow. Recently, howev er, Howard seemed to have other view s conceming hi s fortunate cous in, and the s e views afford e d him a great deal of s ecret s afo;faction, s o much s o that he had be e n betray e d into making the singular remark to a particular friend of his which Walter Singleton had acci dentally overheard. A s he Rtoq,d lookin g over the h e d g e b ehind which he had been for s ome tim e conc e aled there was a s ardonic look on hi s bilious countenan ce. 'So, you heard what I s aid to Ned Barker, did you, Walt e r 'lingleton ?" he glower e d with an ugly frown, "and ..._]P;v e r e peated to Clif Price. Well, mu c h good may it do both of you. It's the trnth, all right. You'll never come into this pro1Jer1.y, Olif Price, if my father can help it, and I guess he has the s cheme almost cut and dried that will put a mighfy big s pok e into your wheel. Yah I hate you! I d to see you dead and buried your family vault. Never mind, my turn is cbming. One of the s e days I'll own Lhis place ins tead of you. rrhen you'll be working for a living, like you ought to do, while I'll be living on the fat of the land. That will be a glorious sati s faction," and the youth's :face wrinkled into a disagree able smile and h e nibbed hi s hands together alter the :fashion of. his :father. "You two chaps are going up to the Devil's Chimney, eh? I must t e ll my father at once. I 1.'"llow what you two can do with the help of a rope. You can go anywhere in that place, for you're as sure footed as the chamois of the Alp s If you \\eren t you'd have broken your neck s long ago in the Witches Ravine. Father and I have looked to see yon do it, for it would haYe s im plified matters for us, but we've been di s appointed, worse luck. Father will be right at y0l1r heels when I tell him you 've gone to explore the Chininey with a rope. Oh, if it wasn't for that red pocketbook, which it might be just your luck to find, neither of us would rnoYe a finger to pre vent yon exploring the Chirn_ney as often as you wanted to. No, no, we'd only be too glad to have you do it, trust ing to a loose stone, or an ins e cure crag, to wipe you both out, for I hate you, too, Walter Singleton, and I'll have rev e n g e on you yet for the whipping you once gave me for interfering with Bes s ie Byron, who isn't your girl, anyway." Howard Fle ming hurried away to find his father: The gard ener however informed him that :M:r. Fleming hacl just to the village on business. "How unfortunatr !" exclaimed Howard, to himself, with a nervous frown. "What's to be clone now? Those chaps are on their way up the mountain by this time. If they s hould happen to find that pocketbook, and look into it for the dian1ond that isn't there, the:v would be apt to discov13r -I can t b ear io think of it. only thing I can do is to follow them myself and see what happens. They may not .find the wall e t, the chances are against their doing so, but you can't t e ll what may happen when a fellow has so muc h luc k as Clif Price. At any rate I'll watch and if they s hould find the pocketbook--'' Howard s face looked abs olutely wicked as he mused and shook hi s fi:::t in the direction of the mountains, then he ru s hed inio the hou se, wen to his room, and after a few minute s ea!'.Qe d o wn stairs again, and darted off in the direc tion taken a short time before by Clif Price and his friend Singleton. CHAPTER I.I. SENT ro HIS DEATH. "The finest view in the State is to be had from this spot," said Clif to his chum, as they s tood on the summit of Crow's Nest and looked around them. "You're right. That's why a good many tourists come here at this time of the year," replied Singleton. It was a clear, sun s hiny afternoon in the month of July, and all nature was rob e d in her summer attire. On one s ide three or fom hundred feet below the spot, lay the village of Macedonia, with Beeching Hollow a mile up the horse s hoe curvature. A mile or more in the opposite direction, on a line with the two mountain spurs, could be seen the railroad station, on the C. & N. W. trunk road, one of the big American sys tems connecting the Bast with the West, and with connect ing branches at a dozen points to take one either north or south.


I 4 A CHASE FOR A F'ORTUNE. 'rhe mountain range, of which the horseshoe at Mace. donia was the southwestern te:rminal, coulcl be made out wincling away to the Great Northwest in a series of eleva tions of varying heig.ht. The boys lived in one oJ' 1.he most picturesque regions of the United Stai.es, ancl they fully appreciated the scenic advantages that were theirs. Almost at their feet was the ya)Vning fissure in the range which went by the name of the Devil's Chimney. It was about two yarcls in width and perhaps three in length, at the opening, and it was of unknown depth, though commonly rated at 200 feet, because it baa been probed that far with a line and sinker. There was a sheer drop of thirty feet from the mouth to the first ledge, but beyond that there appeared to be numerous, though precarious, foothOlds as far down as one could see. 'rhe Chimney was known to contain many little caverns, in which adventurous villagers had at one time or another found old stone weapons and rude utensils of some aborigi nal tribe that had lived here in ages gone by. One of the reasons why Olif and Walter wanted to ex plore the Chimney was because they hoped to secure some 01' those curiosities for their private museums. The boys 'vasted little time in admiration of the land scape, for they were periectly familiar with it from every point of view. "That's a long line you've got there, Olif," said Single ton, as his friend threw ihe coil on the ground. "How far. do you think it will reach?" "A hundred feet," replied Clif. "That's as far as we shall want tq go this Walter agreed with him, and they then proceeded to tie one end of the thin but strong rope around the trunk of {he solitary dead tree th!;l.t grew near the brink of the crevasse . 1 "'I'hat will hold all right," said Singlefon, after both had pulled on it with all their might. "Now to prevent it fraying on the rocks at the edge of the Chimney, we'll fold up both our jackets ap.cl lay it across them." This was done and then Clif, taking the lead, swung himself over the eclge of the chasm, and slid down to the ledge. ten yarcls below. "Come on, old fellow," he sang out to Singleton. Walter looked down, and that all was clear for him to follow, swung off and was soon standing beside his friend. Olif kicked the slack of the rope into the depths of the Chimney and was looking for th e easiest wa.y to continue to descend when his chum stopped him. "Let's look all around here first for that red pocket book," he said. "All right," answered Clif. "You take the first try and go to the left. Then I'll go to the right when you're done with the rope." Every part of the narrow lec1gi;, and all the :fissureQ round about, were carefully inspected for the missing wti.Jlet, but they didn't find the least sign of it. 'If you're ready we'll go on down and try to find one oI those caverns," said Olif "I'll lead the way_ and don't you crowd me. we'll have to step from crag to crag very carefully There's a big bunch of bushes twenty feet or so below. We'll have to a.void that as we go down." "Say, Clif," said Walter, as his chum was about to re sume 'his downward course, "what's thls thing sticking in a crevice a couple of yards below us?" "Whereabouts?" asl{ed Clif. "'l'here," answered Singleton, pointing with his finger. "I give it up. I'll have to swing off, slide down and look at it." He did so, and hanging in mid air, he put his hand into the crevice in question and withdrew-the mfasing, but baclly weather-stained, pocketbook. ''Hurrah!" shouted Clif, waving his hand and the wallet at his chum. "I've got it." "X ot the red pocketbook?" palpitated Walter in some fxcitement. "Yes, the red pocketbook." Hi;; triumphant exclamation reached other ears than 1.hose of his chum on the ledge above. Howard Fleming had reached the mouth of the Chimney a few minutes after the two boys had gone down . He saw the rope stretching from the tree and over the pair of carefully folc1ed jackets, into the depths of th,, chasm, and he knew that bis cousin and Walter Singleton had begun the explomtion of the crevasse. Crawling to the edge of the opening he peered down anc1 saw the boys searching the vicinity of the ledge for the wallet. He knew that.. was wliat they were up to by their conver. sation. "It won't be well for either of you if you find it," he gritted between his teet11, while hiR eyes glared bale fully. "I'm not going to have fa.tl1er';; sclrnme ;;poiled ancl all rnJi own chances destroyed, not if I can help myself." He watched Clif and Walter till they gave up the hunt. and then he breathed easier. "They can't find it. Good. I didn't think they would, for father has searched every inch down there more once. Now they're going further down. If Clif only would lose his hold, fall and break his neck he would be doing a good thing for me. I don't expect any such luck, howc,ver. They'll look out for themselves, and as long a s they hold on to this rope they're safe enough, rn be bound." At that moment be heard Singleton ca.11 Clif's attention to 'tJie object sticking in the crevice below. Howard's face turned a chalky white and his breath came thick and fast. Had they discovered the location of the wallet at last? His bulging eyes followecl Clif's descent and he gaw him reach for the object in question. Then he heard his cousin's gleeful cry, and knew instinctively that Olif had hold of the lost pocketbook


A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. 5 Almost beside himself with rage, Howard g lared down and saw cm swingin g in the air with something in his hand. "Yes, the red pocketbook,'' came np his cousin's words as plain as anything he bid ever heard. "H,e 's got ii! He' s got it! We'll be ruined when he opens it and finds out what's insid e," hissed the young ras cal, shivering as with the ague. "Oh, if the rope would only break. I{ it only would---" He s toppea suddenly as a terrible thought flashed through hii; brain. Why shouldn t it break if he wanted it to? He h8.d a sharp penknife l.n his pocket. It would be an easy matter to sever a couple of strands: the rest would unravel under his cousin's weight, and then-And then, nothing could save Clif. Without dwelling upon the fiendishness of his contem plated crime, Howard tore the knife from his pocket, opened it and ha sti ly began to saw the rope. H e looked around stea lthily in a sort of guilty pa.n'ic lest some one might come unobserved upon the scene and detect him at bis terrible work. "' He might have s aved hims elf that trouble, for tliere was no one uihcr than himself and the two boys below within a mile of that airy spot. As he worked away with his knife he glanced down again: for he felt the rope shiver. --"He's coming up hand over hand," he muttered. "He'll soon be safe, and the truth will come out. I must hurry." He bore heavily on the blade of the knife. It had already penetrated one strand and was half throu gh another. Now it went through the second. It is doubtful if hi s evil work was not already accom plished, for it looked as if the line was straining at tho severed sectio n to the breaking point. So desperately in earnest was he that he couldn't stop and trust to chance. He made another vicious cut with the blade. With a sharp sna p the rope s uddenly parted. A terrible, despairing cry came up from the depths, fol by the sound of a body striking against some spot i

G A CHASE FOR A 1! ORTUNE. whither they were boum1, ancl when they w e r e missed their go clown instead, and try to find our way out. I've got hold woulcl only be a matter of conjecture. 1 of about eighty .feet of the line, from the point where it They had been repeatedly warned by Mt. Fleming to broke." stay away from the Chimney, therefore it was scarcely like "It's curious how it came to snap off. It seemed strong ly, except as the last resorl, that the place would be visited enough when we both tested it. Do you suppose it snapped by those sent in search of them. close to the tree?" The Witches' Ravine \\'ould undoubtedly lJe visited first, "No, I don't. It would have been frayed at the end if and then other glens in th e range. it had. It look s just as if it had been cut through by a When the searcl party dill.come to the Chimney, Walter sharp knife. Look," vnd Clif held it out to him. asked himseH if he would s till be on the narrow ledge. There was light enough down there for Singleton to exThus an hour passed slowly away, lhe sun declined in the amine the severed end of the rop e west, anu still Singleton stood moodily watching the creep "lt does look as if it had been cut by a knife. Our ing shadows gathering around the upper part of the Chimjacket s must have slipped and a sharp rock proney bably did the damage. It parted on the edge of the Suddenly he heard a sound from below. opening." It went through him like an electric shock. "How do you know?" asked Cli:f. He could sworn that it was the voice o:f his chum "By this paint s tain which I noticed when I placed our whom he had given up for dead. jackets under the rope." "Hilloa Are you there Walter?" "Then it must have been the rock that did it." "Great Scott!" cried Singleton, "It's Clif! That's his the only way I can account :for it. But it'is a voice. Can it be that his spirit is calling to me from the remarkably clean cut. I clon't see how a rock could do this depths to come and meet him?" without fraying the edges." f'Hilloa Hilloa Walter!" "Well, no us e wasting our time in useless surmises. I It was a very life-like hail-not at all lik e a ghost. nearly got my quieh1s, and very thankful I am that J Cfi "My gracious! That i s s urely Clif's voice. Can he have caped a terrible death." escaped after all?" "We ll, I'm dead g lad you got off so easy, Clif. I never He sank to hi s knee s and peered clown i nt o the depths s uffer e d s o m:i.10h in all my life a s I did durin g the la st of the Chimney. hom. By0the way, how about that pocketbook? .I suprosy "Hello, yourself!" h e shouted. "Are you there, Cliff?" you dro1Jpec1 it clown the Chimney." From a spot but twent y feet below came back the answe.r. "No, I d icln't When I came to my sense!'\ a littl e while "Yes. I'm clown here in the bushes." ago I found it in m y hand. I bad a kincl, of death-gTip on Walter looked in thatdirection and saw hi s churn's face, it. It's in my pocket." streaked with b)oo d sticking right out of the mass of bushes "Mr. Fleming onght to be very g rat eful to you for rethat projectrd from the inn er side of the c revasse. cover ing it for 11im." "Are you badly hurt?" askec1 Walt e r, in a tone of much "I s uppose he will; but h e' ll give me a l ecture, I dare concern say, for risking my life up l1e re against hi s expresss com" No, I don't think so," replied Clif. mands." 1 "That's good," said Singleton, thcmkfully. "We are whistling before we are out of th e woods. We "Can you come down here?" asked Clif. may not be able to get out of the Devil's Chimney at all. "I'll manage to do it somehow," return e d his friend. especially if we go down to the bottom. No one knows S lowly and with g reat caution )l e made liis way down to where the encl of this c revasse l eads to. It may go right on tl1e edge of the bushe s in.to the interior of the range, or iL may stop a hundred "Shake Clif,"' he said, earnest ly. "I nev e r was so ha1JPY feet or so below. I think it would be betl r to stay U"l f "'f>. in my life before as I am to know that you're aliv e alter a nd trust to our being found by those who are bound to1g'o that fearfu l fa ll you had." in search oi' ui:;." "I've been wondering ju s t \1hy I am alive myself," re"I don't know but you are rig ht, Walt. It is rath e r a plied Olif, with a faint smile. "These bus hes broke my ri:;ky v e nture to go on downward without havln g the l east fall, and pitched me into a kind o f cavern b e hind." idea where WC are lik e l y to fetc h up at. Well, step into "Is there a cavern there?" asked Walter, in some aston lhese bu shes W e'll Lake a look around this cavern behind ishrnent. me and Ree what's to be seen We mi ght as well do that as "Yes." any thin g else." "How are we to get out of this place?" inquired Walter Singleton a.greed with hi s chum, and stepping into the with a rueful h>ok. bushes sank up to his am1pits in the y i e ldin g mass. "You mean out of the Chimney?" ''Now, follow me," saic1 Clif, sinking out of sight "Yes." \Valter did so, and found himself in a hole that was as "Well, we can't very well go up, so I supp.se we must clark as the fabled caves of Erebu s


A CIL\:-:lE FOll A FORTUNE. CHAPTER IV. TIIE WAY OUT. As they expected to explore some of the caverns tha.t opened off of the Chimney crevasse the boys had come pre pared for that purpose. Each had a small collapsible dark lantern, that could easily be carried in their pockets. These they produced and lighted, and with the slide drawn back, throwing a two-inch bull's eye circle of light, they started forward to investigate the subterranean hole in the mountain range. It extended about one hundred feet straight allead, and from its general aspect it looked to the boys as if human hands had assisted nature's work by enlal'ging it to its present size. There was nothing in the shape of aboriginal c11riosities to be found. Previous visitors had cleaned out whatever in that line might have been there once. At the extreme end was a pile of debris, where a. portion of the roof had caved in. "I guess we can't go any further," said Clif, flashing his lantern over the pile of earth and stone. "No, we're blocked," replied Singleton. "I don't believe there was any more of it any\vay. The rear of the cavern has simply fallen in." seems to be the general idea in this neighborhood that a tribe of ancient Indians lived in these caves," said Clif. "I guess they c1icl. .This cave shows plenty of evidences of having been enlarged by rude tools." "They must have been a tribe of what are known as cliff d we1lers." '''That's right. Those Indians lived in holes, hollowed out of cliffs and high bluffs." 1 "I wonclcr how they got in and out? They must have been as sure footed as mountain goats." "Perlrnps they used ladders made out of strong vines, plaited together." "Maybe they did. They must have had something of that sort to get up and down that thirty-foot wall of rock ledge that we struck first." fn That's reasonable, for no human being could crawl up that place unless he had a pair of wings." "I'll bet he couldn't. Now if they had tools with which they could enlarge this cavern, why couldn't the have cut a back entrance from here to the top of the mountain? It's only fifty feet at the outside." "They probably could have clone so if they had to real bad. But I've always hearcl that the average recl. man was a lazy fellow, except when on the chase or the war path. The women dirl all the manual labor." "Well, if the women enl&.rged this cave they might have bored a way out upward, which would have greatly sim plified entrance and 0xit.1' "I suppose they didn't want to do any more of that kind of work than they help,'' said Singleton. "W1rnt seems to us a reasonq.ble way of doing things might have been regarded as ql1itc by lhe cliff dwellers. They were accustomed to crawling clown the face of the rock on the outside, and what they were lised to, naturally had the call with ihern." "There tloesn'L appear to be anything left in the way of native curiosities," remarked Olif. "We'll have to go to some of the lower caves to find something of 'that !{ind. "I guc s we will,'' replied Walter; "bnt I'm not as inter e s ted in them as I was before our way to get back to Hie Rnrface nbove was cut off." "I can't say that I am either I'd like to be sure of get ting to the top of the I wish I knew some way of getting there." ''I'm afraid our chances at present are rather slim," re Plied W n.Her. "It will be dark soon, and that will mean that we'll haYe to stay here all night, if not longer. I wouldn't kick about goi\1g without my supper, though I am beginning to feel quite hungry. if I had good reason for believing that we \\' onld be able to get out in the morning." "It isn't impossible that f sea' rching 11arty may be up lhis way after dark. At a ny rate we'll be on the lookout for rrnvthing in that line. In the meanwhile let us rlig this r11 bbish over to see if we can .find any curiosities unrler it. It will be a good way to kill time." Singleton agreed, though without much enthusiasm, ancl the two 1Joys began to pull the heap of debris to pieces. Ancl while they workecl they talked about the chances of a rescue from their peculiar situation "I don't believe there's any use monkeying with this pile of stuff any more," said Singleton at length. "There don't seem to be anything here but and dirt." As he utterrd the words Olif, in reaching for a gootl sized stone, lost his balance and his arm shot clean throuQ'lt the hill of debris "There must be a hole there," he said, as he recovered his feet. "Help me to clear the way to it." Singleton took hold again and the boys soon uncovered a dark, tunnel-like excavation, running llpwaid. "You wait here, Walt, and I'll crawl up ancl see where it goes to," said Olif, as he got down on his hands and knees and disa ppeared into the hole. Flashing his bull's e e lantern about he cra .wlecl. ahead up a gentle declivity that seemed too natural to have been fashioned 'by the hand of man. "Looks to me as if an underground mountain stream ran through here once upon a time," he said to himself. He found place however, that. showed the impress of rude tools, as if its width had been increased to correspond with the rest of the tunnel. "I really believe this passage was used by the as a back entrance to the cave. H so I may be able to :fl.ml tho outlet somewhere near the top of the mountain," said Olit as he pushed expectantly forward. The passage took a sudden turn to the left after he had


I 8 A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. pen ctratec1 a matter of sixty reel, antl. a moment lat er he found lhe encl blocked np. As hi,.; heart sank with thrill of disappointment he dis covered that it was merely a mass of bushes that lay before him. 'Ihe obstruction was so thick, however, that it cut off all the rays of light from the outside. Clif took out his stout jackknife and hacked away at the stuff until after forcing his way through the first bar rier he began to see light shimmering through the under brush. At last the hole e nded abruptly and he found him elf in a dense thicket. Rising to his feet he found, a sense of thank fulness, that he was actually in the outer air, somewhere at the top of the mountain. His first impulse was to continue his progress to complete but the thought occurred to him that in such a complex mass of dried vegetation he might lose track of the mouth of the underground passage, and thus be un able to r eturn to his companion with the good news. He was sorry now that he ad not suggested to Walter to follow him instead of remaining behind in the cave: There was nothing for him but to return and lead Walter up to the egress. So he pushed his way back into the passage, and hur riedly retraced his steps. lle found waiter impatiently awaiting his return. ""here have you been so long?" asked his churn. "I was just about to come after you and see whether some new misfortune had happened to you." "I 1rish you had followed me, for nothing but good luck attended me." "Good luck, eh! What do you mean by thait?" asked Singleton, curiously. "I mean that this passage leads right to the top of the moui1tnin." "It doe "! Hurrah for that! Let's lose no time getting out then." Singleton followed suit anu then both boys oaw JLwanl open knife. Walter picked it up. "That doesn't belong to me," he said. "It isn't mine,'' said Clif "It looks like my cousin' E." "Your cousin's!" exclaimed Walter in some surprise. "What is it aoing here?" "Ask me something easier,'' replied Clif. "It is your cousin s,'' said Walter. "Here are his initials on the plate. Say, look at those fibers on the blade," he added suddenly. Clif looked at them, and then the boys glanced at eac h other. The same disquieting thought had struck both on the instant. Singleton stooped down, snatched up the end of the rope and examined it. "I hate almost to say what I think; but it seems to ha .ve been cut by something sharper than a rock.'' He got down on his hands and knees and carefully looked the edge of the rock over. There wasn't a single fiber of rope clinging to it: "There isnit a sign of the rope having been frayed by the rock," he said with solemn earnestness. "What do y()11. tJ1ink. about it, Clif ?" "I'd. rather not say," replied Clif, with a. chill of hor rible suspicion at his heart. "You don't think that your cousin followed us up here and deliberately cut this rope at the moment you were hang : ing to it, do you?" "No, I can t believe that he would be guilty of such a crime,'' s aid Clif, with a shudder "Well, perhaps not; but I never liked nor trusted Bow ard. Fleming, and there is not a particle of doubt but your death would be of great advantage to him." "How?" "'vVhy his father would sncceec1 to the Beeching property, and in due time Howard himself might expect to become its owner." "Come on." C'lif started off leading the way, and the bushy obstrnetion. "I never thought of that,'' replied Clif, in a hushed ere long came to tone. Tht'.v p11slied through it in.Lo the thicket, and thence forel'

I A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. 9 "Come over early, Walt. I may want to have a serious "Clifford found my pocket-book a few feet below the talk with you," replied Clif. ledge?" exclai.rned Mr. Fleming incredulously. "Why, I "I'll be over at'nine," was the reply, and then the chums have examined the Chimney walls to the depth of at least parted. sixty feet and saw no sign of it." As Clif was passing close to one of the 1 partly open win"You must be near-sighted, then for Clif discovered it dows or the sitting-room he heard his name mentioned in right away." the room by the voice of Howard Fleming. "Are you telling the truth, Howard?" asked his father Curious to learn if he was the subject o.f the conversation in an agitated tone. going on inside between his cousin and Mr. Fleming, Clif "I am, for I saw him find it."' stopped and listened. "Where were you at the time?" After what had happened at the Devil's Chimney, the "Flat on the ground at the mouth of the Chimney, look-boy was anxious to find out whether or not Howard Fleming down." ing had really cut the rope for the purpose of sending him 1'Did the others know you were there?" to a sudden death. "They did not/' replied Howard, with a look of satis"What's that you say?" he heard Mr. Fleming exclaim faction. "I took good care that they didn't." in an agitated tone. "Clifford Price has fallen down the "Go on." Devil's Chimney?" "Clif was hanging to the rope when I saw him pick the "Yes, father," replied Howard, tremulously. "He did." wallet out of the crevice and hold it up to Walter in a "Htw do you know?" demanded Clif s guardian, paus triumphant way. I knew then that something would haping before his son, and gazing sharply into his face. pen as soon as he opened that pocket-book and looked into "I saw him." it. He would find a pap er which in his possession would "You saw him fall!" cried Mr. Fleming, who had only queer all your plans to get possession of the fortune that just returned from the village. "You actually saw him rightfully belongs to him. As your loss would be mine fa l} ? as well, I was mad with rage. I wished that something "I did." might happen to him then and there. I wished the rope The gentleman received the information with some would break--" I doubt. Ye s yes," said Mr. Fleming feverishly. }---. "How came both you and Clifford at the Devil's Chim"Well, the rope did break;,.'' ney? I have repeatedly warned him to keep away from that "What!" gasped Clif's guardian. spot, and he is not a boy that usually disobeys my com"And Clif and the pocket-book disappeared down the mands." crevasse like a shot." "Walter Singleton induced him to go there to hunt for. "My heavens!" ejaculated Mr. Fleming, the perspiration your lost pocket-book." breaki.ng out on his forehead. "Then he is dead." "Hal Indeed!" "He is dead all right," answereq Howard, catching his "As soon as found what-they were going to do I looked breath, "and we are--safe." for you to let you know about their intentions. When I "How came the rope to break?" asked Mr. Fleming, look learned that you had gone to the village I determined to ing hard at his son. "It was an unusually stout line which follow them to the Chimney to see what luck they would I procured with especial reference to strength, because I have." intended and did trust my own life to its tenacity in the "You did right. So Singleton accompanied him, eh?" Chimney." "Sure he did. They go everywhere together." "Clif's movements while to it probably caused "Well?" the rock to cut into it until his weight snapped it in two." "CH got that long rope out of the barn that you used "But you were there. Didn't you notice that the rope same purpose." was frayed? You ought to have warned Clif." "He did ?" "Ought I? If he had escaped the secret of the pockct" Yes. They tied one end of it a.round the dead tree and book would have to light, wouldn't it?" then s lid down to the lec1ge where they hunt e d for awhile "I didn't think of that breathed Mr. Fleming ; wiping without finding the pocket-book." his face with his handkerchief. "I am not surprised for I now believe the wallet went all "Well, I did. I considered it my duty to you to see the way to the bottom." that Clif did not learn the truth. We should ha.ve been "That's where you're wrong." ruined." "Eh?" in surprise. There was silence in the room for a moment or two, and "It didn't go to the bottom, but was caught in a hole the boy outside under the window listened eagerly for the half a. dozen feet below the ledge." conversation to be renewed. "How do you know that?" asked Mr. Fleming in a "Howard," said Mr. Fleming in a changed tone, that startled voice. trembled in spite of his efforts to steady it, "did that rope "Becau s e that's where Clif found ii." l}reak of itself, or did you--"


\ 10 A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. "Did I what?" replied Olif's cousin, in a choked voice. "Did you make it break?" "How could I make it break?" the boy asked doggedly. "You might have worked it back and forth against the sharp edge of the rock." "With him hanging to i t ?" (

A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. 11 ''A lack of ready money. There you have it-short a:(ld "Just you please," replied his visitor, nonchalantly io the point." "What do you want?" "\\'hat have 1 got to c1o with your financial condition?" "I told you-money." ('lif's guarcbim a bit uneasily. "I was under the impression I had paid you well "A great deal when it happens that I look upon you as executing that will and attending to such other matters as my banker," replier1 Monkton, c oolly. tho death of Grantley Price made necessary, said Mr. "Your banker!" ejaculated Mr. Fleming. Fleming, cold ly. "Pre-cisely. My banker." "I won't deny it. You did the right thing then. But "I owe you nothing, sir." you see when a man is strapped charity begins at home. ''Don't yon?" with a sarcastic laugh. "What a It is human nature to press an advantage when you have ingly bad memory you haYe,_ Edward Flemini;. J0w, it at your beck and call I aided and abetted y ou to com the contrary, I have a good memor:v. For in tance I recol-mit a felony. We are both in the same boat. My end of lect with remarkable clearness a little joh I did for you in the boat looks shaky, so I look to you to see me through." the expert penmanship line--a bogus will--" "And suppose I refuse? What then?" "Hush! Would you n1in me, EUiot ::\fonkton?" cried "\\'hat then? Why you wouldn't be so foolish as to Mr. Fleming. refuse." "No? You have no real hold on me. Your word alone "Not at all. It's the last idea in my mind to the goose that is able to lay an occa::ional golden egg for my benefit:" "I see your object. You propose to blackmail me," said Mr. Fleming, bitterly. "Blackmail you! That's an ugly word. Suppose we boycott it. I merely called upon you to solicit a loan as I am hard pressed for means to meet life as a gentleman should." "Do you call yourself--" "A gentleman?" interrupted Monkton. "Sure. Why By the way, my throat is dry It was a warm after noon. Why don't you offer me a glass of something and a biscuit. A goocl cigar would also be gratefully appre ciated by yours truly." 1\Ir. Fleming pushed an electric buttOn in the wall. A trim maid presently ma.de her appearance in answer to the signal. "Go to the liquor safe," he said, handing her his bunch of keys, "an cl fetch a decanter of whiskeJ. Bring two glasses and a plale of biscuils." The maicl bobbed ancl left the room. "Here is a cigar." he added, taking one fr<>m his vest pocket and offering it lo his visitor. "Thanks," said Monkton, accepting it, biting off the end, and lhen striking a match on the Role of his shoe Uc was oon pnfTing the weed with grcaL sat i sfaction Nothing more was sajcl until the maid brought the whiskey aml craekers .. ''Help yourself," Raid 1\1r. Fleming, Rhor!ly. "'I'hankH. J will. I never was bashful helping myself to anything wilhin my reach." "I believe replied Ir. Fleming At moment a ben rang in the corridor outside the dining-room. "l suppose that"means dinner," said Monkton. "I won't detain you I can wait here till you arc through. I've had mine." "No," replied Mr. F l eming, "I'd prefer to finish this interview at once." against mine would am ount to nothing in court or of it." "That's right," replied M o nkton cheerfully. "l that from the first, so I provided against it." "How, may I ask?" asked Mr. Fleming, sneeri ngly. "What became of the real, genuine, simon -pure will drawn by Grantley Price, leaving everythincr of which he died possessed to his son Clifford Price, with a l ife interest only to his wife, who I under stand has since died?" "Wby, it was destroyed, of course "It was-I don't think," laughed 1\Ionkton. -"What do you mean? I saw it destroyed wit h my own, eyes Do you think I was a fool to take a.ny chances with it?" "Well now, I had an idea that that will was in my possession "In your possession!" "Pre--..-cisely In my possession." "You must be crazy." "Not that I am aware of," returned 1\Ionkton, blowing a cloud .of smoke from his lips, and then flicking a bit of ashes from his trowsers. "Look here, Monkton, I can't see what you're getting at. You were in the room and saw me apply a match to the original will. Together we watched it bum until it was reduced to a charred mass. You know that as well as I do." Elliot 1\lonkton laughed. "I beli0vc I had the real will in my possession for a whole nigh L l'or the pnrpot;e of imitating Mr. Price's signature on the bogus will." "You did. What of it ?n "This much. As I a.lways keep an eye to the windward -meaning that I never lose sight of my own interest in any transaclion I engage in-I took the precaution to make an exact eopy oi the original 'rill, and sign it with a fac simi l e reproduction oi Grantley Price's name. T h i s I afterward returned to you in place of the Qriginal, an d you deslroyerl it exactly as you say you did. I kept the real will thinking that you might recognize i ts value YVl1c]j


" .LI A CHASE Fb'R A FORTUNE. I got hard up Well, I'm hard up no;. I have called to get a loan on the strength of the original will. There, you have the whole matter in a nutshell,'' said Mo nkton, complHcr ntly. "You sco11ndrel !"hissed Mr. Fleming, livid with a.nger ancl fear "Thanks. Hard words break no bones. At the same time I think the word fits you even better than it does me. A man who will endeavor to thwart the last wishes of a I dead man, to the ultimate injury of that ma.n's heir, merits a pretty hard name, don't you think?" "After all this story of yours seems prepostemus," said Mr. Fleming, after a moment's thought. "You will have to produce the will to convince me that you have spoken the truth." "I can do that. "When?" "Now." The one little word gave Mr. Fleming a cold sweat. of one thousand dollars-the security, however, will remain in my hands." "You talk as i I was made of money," said Mr. Fleming, angrily. "I am not the owner 0 Beeching Hollow, nor have I any right to touch a cent <>f the funds in bank ex cept or the good 0 the young heir." Monkton pulled on his moustache reflectively. "It's two years since I drew that bogus will for you. It's about time, isn't it, that you made some use 0 it?" "I've ms.de a.11 the use 0 it I could I filed it as Grant ley Price's last will and testament in favor of his widow." "I don't mean that. Of course, you had to do that. But as I suppose you prevented the widow from making any paper devising this property to her son, or destroyed such a document i she did make it, it's about time you started to dispossess the heir by bringing forward evidence to show that he was not the real son 0 Mr. and Mrs. Price, but adopted by them in his infancy. You remember you told me that was your little game." "I did not intend to do tlrd until he was twenty-one." "Why not?" "I had my reasons. However, it doesn't matter. The CHAPTER VII. necessity has ceased to exist." , "Has it? How fa that?" / M O NKTON MAKES A PROPOSITION. Mr. Fleming bit his lips, or he saw he had made a rash admission. Mr. Fleming took a turn up and down the room. "Oh, it's nothing," he hastily replied. Finally he paused in front of his visitor. Monkton looked at him with a peculiar expression. "Let me see it," he said, sharply. "After all this prnperty is a mere bagatelle compalea "All right," replied Monkton. "I'd prefer though if with the turquoise mine disGoverecl by Grantley on you'd go on the other side of that table. Just out of re ach,, his Arizona ranch, the title to which you have probably long you know. I'll hold the document so that the light from since reconled in yo.ur own name," he said, with a cunning the lamp will shine fUll upon it." look. "So you won't trust me?;' gritted Mr. Fleming. "Unfortunately I have not yet it," replied Mr. "Well, I always like to be on the safe side, especially in Fleming. so important a matter as this. You might have a fit, or "Oh, come now, you can't expect me to swallow that," something of that sort, when you see it, and people do answered Monkton, jeeringly. "I prepared a forged deed strange things under such circumstances." of that ranch or you. All had to do was to go to Tuc:Mr. Fleming glared at his visifor and then went to the son and have it recorded. The property and the mine be-other side of the table. 1 came yours. You are not a man to dilly dallv with such a "Thanks," said Monkton. fortune as that." He put his hand in an inner pocket a.nd drew out a legal "I might have done, it is true, but I deemed it prudent looking paper. to wait until my half-sister, the widow, died. I judged He opened it and held it up to the light. she could not long survive her husband." "Are you satisfied?" he asked, quickly returning it to "Even so," said Monkton, cheerfully. "Mrs. Price has his pocket. been dead a year. You have had lots of time to do the "I am-that you are a soulless rascal. I treated you business." now you turn on me." "I admit it, and intended to file it within a month after "I haven't done a thing but ask you for some money." her funeral." "How much do you wa.nt once ancl for all for that "Well, didn't you?" paper?" "No." "That document is not for sale-a1 t' least not yel," re"Why not?" asked Monkton, with a mixture of astonishplied 1\Ionkton, throwing the butt of his .cigar into the ment and incredulity in hi s tone. cuspidor. "Because I lost the deed." Your pm,:pose then is to subilect me to a s teady drain "You lost that deed?" at such intervals as suit your purpose." "I did. Together with the paper d'escribing the location "My. purpose at present is thj s paper of the mine."


A CHA.HE FOH. .\ l'()R'lTXK 13 "What are you giving me, Fleming? Do you thinl} I'm a softy?" "I'm telling you the trnth. I had them in a red pocket book that I always carried about with me. One day I was CHAPTER WHAT CLIF FINDS IN THE RED POCKET-BOOK. up on the mountain yonder with a party of friends showAlthough it was now eight o'clock in the evening, and ing them a deep crevasse called the Devil's Chimney. I Clif hadn't had anything to eat since he ate a light lunch took out my pocket-book to get a card when one of the eon at one, the boy did not feel hungry ladies jostled my arm and the wallet dropped into the The discovery of his guardian's duplicity, and the knowl yawning hole. That was a year ago. Since then I have edge that his cousin had deliberately tried to murder him made s e veral ineffectual attempts to find it. Now you that afternoon, depressed him to such an extent as to rob know why I did not file the paper." him of his usJ,rnlly healthy appetite. "Ilow deep is the hole?" As soon as he saw that the interview between Mr. Flem-"Jt is known to be about 200 feet." ing and his vi,itor over, he entered the house by a side "Isn't there any way of reaching the bottom?" door, hoping to escape observation, and went up to his "I guess it could be reached with the hel p of a rope long room. 1 enough." Here he busied himself removi11g the traces of dned "It would pay you to get such a rope and send an exblood _and dirt from his hands and face, and applying a pert climber down on the chance of finding wallet. few pieces of court-plaster over 1.he deeper cuts. That turquoise mine is worth a million if it is worth a cent he from_ 1;1s tl.1c faclec l a_ml iudging from what Price told me about it before he died." stamed_ reel wallet \rl11c11 111s guarchan had dropped do'rn "I have no doubt that it is very valuable; but without the Chmmey creva1.;se. . 1 those two missin

A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. He read the original deed over carefully, but found not persuaued his old friend Prie:c lo arlopt his little mother the s lightest clue to the existence o.E a turquoise mine in it. less son, CliJioru, then three years olrl. "I remember that father wrote mother that he had purPinned to lhi::i slatcmc11t \\' a sum sufficient to win the rascal over. Ti's a good idea, ancl I'll suggest jt to J\Ir. Goodrich. I might betlcr go there, anywlwrc in fact; than slay at Beeching Hollow at !hr probable Tisk of my life. PerlH)ps T could get Walter 1.o go wi!h me.,, I know he'll, The dying ma n sairl that about fifteen previous, being in danger of arrest on a charge of embezzlement, and on the eve of Railing for Am1tralia in ordei; to escape from Am er ica and begin life anew in the antipodes, he had be glad to go if he could gel his father's permission." li'u 11 of his new plans Clif cletcrrninec1 to l eave the house at once, if he could rlo so >vithout ntlracting notice. "For one night. at least I'll like lo leav e my guardian anft his precious son unde;r tho impression that I am dead," he


A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. 15 sa.id to hi rnsrlf. "In fact, ii I am going to Arizona it would be I.Jetter Lhnt no hint of my purpose should reach :\Ir. Fleming, to put him on his guard so .that he could take measures to thwart me." Clif replaced all the papers :iI1 the pocketbook, returned it to his pocket, hurriedly packed a small grip with sundry things he would need, and turned out his lamp. Then he v.:ent to the window and looked ou L For an early summer evening it was an unusually dark one. There was no moon, and the stars were obscured by drift ing clouds that suggested a possible shower. "I don't mean lhat he's really there alive. What I mean is that his spirit may have come back to the room." "Preposterous!" ejaculated his father, impatiently. "There is no such thing as the departed returning to this earth "But I've read stories that told of such things." "All stuff and nonsense!" "Then how do you account for the light in his room? I've asked every one of the serv.rnts, and none has seen Olif since he and Walter Singleton went t o the mountains this afternoon." "You didn't see any light." The night was admirably suited to his purpose; and he could easily leave his room by way of a trellis work tha.t held up a vine. "I tell you I did, father," persisted Howard, eanfest ly. "You imagined that you did." "I didn't imagine it at all. I also saw Clif's shadow on one of the blinds. He seemed to be reading a paper." "I must unlock my door before I go, or it would give rise to some suspicion. I hope no one has seen the light burning in my room." Thus speaking he put on his hat and softly crossed the carpet to the door. Turning the key he opened the door and peered out into the dimly lighted landing. He heard voices in the hall below. Curious to learn lf the talk had any reference to his sup posed absence from home, he tripped quietly over to the baluster rail and listened. What he heard caused him to decide that he couldn't make escape from the house any too soon. CHAPTER IX. OLIF LEAVES BEEOIIING HOLLOW ON THE QUIET. Leaning over the baluster Clif heard the voice of Mr. Fleming say : "What's this you say, Howard? You saw a light in Clifford's room?" "I did, as plain as I see you now." replied his son in quaking accents. "Nonsense l" exclaimed Mr. Fleming, incredulously. "Why, you told me awhile ago lhat you actually saw your. cousin's ghost in the garden under the sitting-room win r dow. The trouble with you is that your rn; rves are un strung after seeing your cousin fall to his death. Persons !' aiter going through what you did this afternoon have been .l known to experience similar hallucinations." "But I'm afraid to go io my room, father." "What are you afraid of?" "I'm afraid I might see--" "See what? Not your cousin's ghost again?" replied Mr. Fleming, sneeringly: "I'm afraid he's in his room," said Howard in shaky tones. "How could he be when according to your account he must be lying dead somewhere in the depths of the Devil's Ch:iin ney ?" Mr. Fleming looked searchingly a.t his son, and seeing that he was thoroughly in earnest he said: "If you really saw what you assert, then it's a sign that Clifford is not dead at all. He must have escaped in some remarkable manner and has just returned to lhe house, en tering it unobserved. Come upstairs with me and we'll see whether he's there or not. That's the best and quick est way of solving the mystery." "I'm afraid to go up, father," objected Howald, almost whimpering from fright. 1 "You needn't feel alarmed while I am with yotl We'll either find nothing at all, or we'll find Clifford himself in the flesh." Mr. Fleming immediately started upstairs, whereupon Clif rushed back into his room, picked up his grip, and getting out of the open window abo.ve the trellis vine, quickly slid to the vound, and made off into the darkness. Howard Fleming followed his father with shaking feet but nevertheless kept close at his heels :Mr. Fleming tluew open the door of his ward's chamber, and found it was dark and silent. Not the slightest evidence was there that Olif had lately been in the room. "I told you that it was all your imagination The boy is dead, ueyond a doubt, and you'll never see him again, unless you look at his remains when they are re c overed from the bottom of the crevasse." Howard Fleming trembled violently, and his father thought he was going to have a fit He was certain now that it was the shadow of Clif's g host he hau seen, just if such a thing as a spook could cast a shadow. His guilty little soui was almost paralyzed at the idea of his victim coming back to torture him by his presence. "Oh, lor' !" he gasped "I wish I hadn't clone if." "Done what?" asked his father, rather sharply. "Cut the rope." "Then you clicl cut the rope, eh?" replied his father, grimly. "I suspected as much. Well, don't worry. It will make you a ricli man some day. All that rightfully belonged to Clifford will eventually go to you. You'll nev er


16 A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. You see, when I found out that my cousin had lrully cut of have to work like less fortunate people, but will live on the of the land as lon g as you liv e Come down st airs and I will giv e you a drink of something that will brace you up. You look as if you needed it. that rope and--" a In the meantime, Cl:if went on to the village and rang the bell at the Singl eto n residence. Walter answered the ring and was greatly surprised to see his chum sta nding on the porch, grip :in han.d, at that hour of the night, for it was q.fter nine o'c lock. "Hello, Clif, what's in the wind? You look as if you were going traveling. Come in." "'fhere's. a whole lot :in the wind, and I hope to go travel in g a long distance," replied Clif, with a faint smile. "The d euce you say The folks are just g oing to bed. We didn't expect visitors; but o f course you're aJ.ways wel come at any hour of the day or night. Come up in my room and we'll have a talk." "Who s there, Walter?" asked his father, stepping into the hall. "Clif Price. I'm going to take him to my room. Maybe h e' ll stay all night with me." As the two boys occasiona lly spent a night at ea.ch other's homes, nothing was thought of Cl:if's late visit. "I'll be glad to s tay all night if you ll let me, Walt." "Let you I Well, I'm onl y too glad to have you. Come o n up s tairs." Clif fo llowed his friend to his room. "Say, old chap," what did y ou bring the grip for? You ain't going away on a vis it, are you?" "I don t know what I'm going to do yet." "What do you mean by that?" asked Singleton in some surprise. "Well, I'll have to tell you a long story before you'll un dets tand. A great deal has happened to me since you left me at my gate to -night." "You don't say Let me hear about it." "By the way, before I begin my story, which you'll find a mighty strange one, clo you .think y ou could get me a bite to eat? Any old thing will do. You see I didn't h a ve any, dinner. Haven't had a mouthful sin c e one o'clock, when I lunched as usual with Mr. Fleming and Howard." ''The q i ckens you say!" exclaimed Walter, in astonishm ent. "How is it that you c1icln't have your dinner?" "You will under stand why I didn't when you h a ve heard my story." ''Your story must be a corker. Just you wait and I'll find you something in the pantry." Walter was gone a good tel\ minutes, and when he came back he had a tray in his hands with a bountiful supply of cold meat, bread and butter, half an apple pie, and a jug of milk. He placed the tray on his sma ll center table. "Sit up, Clif, and eat all you can stuff inside of your vest." "Thm1k you, Walt. I diclu't really know how bull!J.J' I was until you br ought all this prov e nder under my "Then you know that he did do it? I'm not surprised I thought so from the moment we found his knife under p 0111' jackets. And I gu!iss you were almost sure of it, too, oI on ly you didn't want t o sa.y so, for family reasons." Clif made no reply for a minute or two. ch He was busy gulping down huge mouthfuls of bread and bo. meat. in; His hunger was s o keen that the food ta11ted u.ncommonly good to him. After he had taken the edge off his a.ppetite he began to eat and talk at the same time. He began at the beginning with an aecount of the in terview he had ove rheard b etween Mr. Fleming and his son, in which Howard all but admitted that he waf!l responsible for Clif's fall down the Devil's Chimney. "What a vicious little ras cal he is," was Walter's com t e ; ment. s "Well, I got back at him a little bit," said Clif. "How did you?" asked Singleton with interest. "I nearly caused him to have a fit," and Clif went on to pl exp lain how his cousin hacl come upon him almost unawares while he was standing under the window, and how when fiI Howard saw him he fell into a faint. "Served him good and right," said Walter, with a sati s i n fied grin. Olif then went on to describe ihc interview that place between his guardian and Monkton, and Singletv.u tr ,listened with amazement on every feature. a c "Do you really think that you are the victim of a con r e spiracy to put you out of your inheritance?" "I don't think it-I know it," replied Clif, decidedly. "You know it!" tl: "I do, an d I have proof of it in my pocket now. That lost pocketbook h:as reveal ed a whole lot to me. I'm going tl to take it over to Law yer Goodrich first thing in the morn h : ing and have a serious consultation with him on the subti "My gracious!" ejaculated his chmn. "What you've ii; been telling me s ounds jus t like the plot of a story book. Who'd ever think your guardian was such a villain?" Clif s howed Walter the two deeds-the true one and the forged-of the ranch down in Arizona, and to l d ,tl he had the key to the torquoi se mine, the entrance to was at a certain spo t on the property. "I am in hopes of taking a trip there right away," .,I:) said. "What! To Arizona?" "Yes. And I want you to go with me if you can get t' your father's permission to do so." "Gee! That would just suit me. He might let me go with y ou As vacation time has just begun, it would be a fine trip for us both." "That's right. I'd hate to g o a.way out the r e alone. I must talk your father into l etting you come with me." "You haven't told me your object in going to that ranch


A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. o f your s for i t certai nl y is yours, now tha t b oth your father and mother a r e d e ad. "My obj ect i n goi ng t h e r e i s to raise mnney for a certain purpos e l have in v i e w by secr e tly di g ging out a quantity of t h e r o u g h t u r q uoises and then s e lling them." Walte r w a s great l y take n with the id e a o:f helping his chum d ig for t h e precious s t o nes in question, and the two boys r emai n e d up ti ll af t e r midnight talking and concoct ing pla n s for t he near futur e CHAPTER X. I ' CAU GHT A T T H E STATION. Whi l e Clif and W alte r were t alking together in the lat t er'' room, Mr. F lemin g pr e t e nd e d to be in a dreadful s w eat over th e une xplain e d a bsenc e of his ward. H e o rgani z e d a search p a r t y a nd s tarted, first of all, as a blind for the Witches' Ravin e which was thoroughly exp pl o r e d n a turally without s u ccess l Th en h e led the way to other spots in the mountain, and ., finall y t o the m outh o f the Devil s Chimn ey. Howard o f cour s e went a long with the party, for noth in g coul d have i nd uce d h i m t o remain behind at the house. "Ilfy gracious !" exclaimed Mr. Fleming, picking up the k .1.qiorj: e nn of t h e s e v e red rope that wa s attach e d to the dead ll lree. "Th e boys have been here, and I'm afraid a terrible l accident has ha pp e n e d to o n e or both of them. See This rope has b e e n cut in t w o b y the s harp rock." 'rhe t hree men s e rvan ts, who accompanied the acting mast e r of B e e c hing Rollo w and his son, gazed in horror at l this evidence of a calamit y t Clif Price, the y oung heir, was a great favorite with them, and they deplored the ide11 that anything seriou(> had l -hap p ened to h i m. Mr. Fleming a.nd hi s son :flashed their lanterns down the Chimney, expectin g t o 'see Walter Sing l eton roosting in ut t er mis ery on the shelf thirty feet below. To their s urpri s e the re was no si g n of him. "Wh e r e could h e have got to?" whis pered Howard. l Th e n a ll a t once he r e collected that the jacket s belonging t ..._th e two boys were not on the g round where he had left .'Cifrem. 1 t Wha t did it all mean? te Had W alte r managed to e s cape from his predicament md taken hi s friend' s jacket as well as his own with him? How could he h ave crawled up that thirty feet of bare rock? Fath e r a nd son w e re both greatly puzzled to account for. ; o the sta te of affair s 1e Ho\var d h a d at hi s f a ther's s u gges tion brought a rope of s uffici ent l e ngth t o reach th e s helf in question. I Tbis was now mad e fa s t to the tree, the boy s lid down, and s ta n d i ng in a li ste nin g attitude called out r epeatedlYJ h the names o ( Clif and Walter. Not the slightest S)Und, save a faint ech o o[ his OWI\ voice came back to him "It' s mighty strange where Walter Singleton went to. It is possible that he may have falle n from this shelf i n the dark, and is dead down there also. H,ad he got out this place somehow he s urely would have called at the house to t e ll the news of Clif's death. I'm afraid he's a gon er, too; but who the deuce carr i e d off their jackets?" He signaled to be d rawn up, a n d was presently standing on the rocks above once more. "No use staying here any long e r, fa.ther," said Howard "Walter Singl e ton has either got out somehow, or he fel l into the Chimney after it got dark "If he escaped it's a wonder he did n't s top at the house and notify us of Clifford's death," replied Mr. Fleming. "I don't believe ll.e got out." "We-didn't leave the hou s e until hl1lf-past e i gh t. If h e was missing at home, it's a. wonde r his fo lks didn't send over to inquire about him.'' "He's s o accustomed to stay w i t h Clifford, sometimes over night, that his parents would suppose he remained at the Hollow." "That's right, too. Do you think we'd better se nd over to his house and ask if he ha s returned home?" "No. For jf he hasn t got home, as I'm afraid i s the it would alarm his folks. Time enoug h for the m to l e arn the wors t in the morn i ng." "But I d o n t understand what became of the two jack ets that were up here. Maybe somebody was up here, and helpeJ. Walt e r out." "That i s n t an unreasonabl e supposition, but in that case he certainly would have s topped at th e house, for it's on his road home." "Well, I can't understand what happened to him, then." "Nor I, unless he fell into the c r evasse We' ll let the mattenest as it is until mornjng." The party returned to Beeching Rollow. That night Howard wouldn't s leep in his own room, which adjoined his cousin's, but insisted on using t h e lounge in his father's room. After breakfast next morning, Clif l eft the Singleton home and made his way to the residence of Lawyer Good rich Here he spen t two hour s in eonsultation with his late father' s attorney The lawyer was a.t his r evelations, and was at fir s t inclin e d to ridicule his s tory, but wJien he prod uced the docume nts from the red pocketb ook he took a difi:erent view of the matter Mr. Goodrich did not think t h at there was sufficient ground to maintain a case against Mr. Flemi ng as it was impo s sible for Clif to produce corroborative evidence to s ustain his side of the matter, and Mr. Fleming's word to the contrary was as good as hi s own. "You see, my boy, you as t h e plaintiff would have to produce proof s ufficient to overcbme a n y reasonable doubt as to lhe guilt of your guardian in t h e transaction. Th e


18 A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. best point you have is young Fleming's attempt on your life, but even there the production of his lmife. and the fact that the rope shows plainly that it was cut, is proof that it was Howard Fleming who did the deed. No one saw him do it, and it is probable no one saw him go lip the mountain after you. He would naturally deny his agency in the affair, claim that he had lost his knife, :md that some unknown enemy of yours .found it, and is the real guilty one. You couldn't make a case against him." Clif had to admit that as the matter stood he was power lcs;; to punish hi s cousin. ''If \\'e producM these papers against Mr. Fleming," went on the lawyer. "we would have to prove th'at the spurious ones were actually forgeries. Your father's signature is so cleverly executed that I myself could not swear it is not g'mniue. Your c uggesion of frying to buy over Monkton is good. I see no other way of thwarting l\fr. Fleming's game. He is evidently an uncommonly sma;:t rascal, and has calculated every move. If he lrad not accidentally lost this pocketbook I am afraid you would ultimately have been placed in a bad position. As the confidant of your mother he has probably learned all the particulars of your birth and has managed to get hold of and destroy the evidence that would set you right. Or at least he has fixed matters so that it would be next to impossible to trace the truth to its fountain head. Such things httve been done before." Clif admitted the clearness of the lawyer's reasoning. Then he submitted his plan of going to Arizona, locating the mine, and working it on the quiet until he ha1 i -0ccumula ted a fund large enough to make an attempt to bribe Monkton. Lawyer Goodrich bad his doubts as to the easibility of the plan, but agree<} that for the present Clif would prob ably be safer in. Arizona than at Beeching Hol low. "I want to leave Macedonia at once, before Mr. Fleming finds out that I am not really dead. I think it is likely that my friend Walter Singleton will go with me. 0 course I'll have to have a little money to pay my expenses. Are you willing to advance me $] 00 or so?" "Certainly I will, my boy. I'll let you have $250. If you run short write me and I will send you more." "Thank you sir. In the meantime I hope you will try and keep an eye on Mr. Fleming's movements, and let me know by telegra]Jh to Tucson if he starts for the ranch, so that I tnay be on the lookout for him." "I will keep a bright eye out !or your interests, Clifford, never fear. Your father and I were warm personal friends and I am only too glnd to be of service to you. It will be my aim to see that you cret your rights." Clif left the lawyer' s house and returned to the Single ton plQ,ce, where Walter was impatiently waiting for him. Nothing as yet had been heard from Beeching Hollow, much to Clif's Clif and Walter had an interview with Mr. Singleton with reference to the We:;tern trip, am1 after considerable talk it was finally agreed ihat Waller, who was not rea

A CHASE FOR A FORTUJE. CHAPTER XI. A CAT ox nm .HISSIS81PPI. "I am surpris ed lo sec you h ( re, Cl i ITord," said Mr. Flem ing, in a conciliatory tone. "\\'here wC'l'c you all night?" "I don't believe it makes any difference to you where I was,'' retorted Clif, aggressi1 ely. "It makes a great deal of difference to me. I am your guardian, and am bound to look after you." "You needn't worry yourself about me after this. I am going away to spend my vacation in the West." "Hasn't it occurred to you that I sho uld be consulted in the matter?" m "No, sir. I don't recognize your authority any longer." lh -"I am afraid that such a remarkable decision on your m part will hardly hold water. I stand towa .rd you in the place of your father." k wuy real father, or 1\Ir. William Tooker, whom it ap pears you contemplate bringing forward on paper as my father?" t Mr. Fleming caught his breath at this evidence of the n_ extent of his wa.rd's knowledge of his private plans 0 Just then the train rushed up to the station A trunk was dumped off on the platform and one passengC11 alighted. "All aboard," cried the conductor, signalling the engi n ee; to go ahead. tf.' :.....o'@( out, Clif, or you'll lose your train," warned Singlerre ton in his ear. rw Clif immediately sfarted for the nea.rest car, but :Monk ton headed him off and tried to grab him. The boy grew rlesperate as he saw the cars begin to move 'in Seeing that he cou1r1n't reach the t.rain that way he stnrted for the back of the b11ilrling at top ::;peed. Lim Fleming and Monkton followe<1 him a::; Cast as !hC'y qrnld. lth '!'he hoy rusherl inlo aml across i.he waiting room. This move was unexpectefl by hiR enemies, who thought 0 lie meant to try and escape down the road. Monkton saw that he could have cu L him off if he had s w aited outside. IL was too late now i.o rectifv that error. t1 /I'hey flicl not believe that .the fugitive could reach the '\ .t['h;ulg rare;' llow. CCjt The train was pulling oui. of thf' statioll aR OlifTorrl Pric-e g tC'd ont on the platform with Fleming and Monkton at 1 it heels. ','top him Stop that hoy 1" roared M darted for tlie last car rmrl swung himself aboard. ,ouis .'hen he turned and bowed mockingly at his clisappointed llel'S. Ilc's escaped 118 !" ejaculated Mr. furiously. the contents o.f the pocketbook in his possession, too. and at is to be none?" mtis-'"iWe inust follow him by the next train," :replied Monk "The next train is the through Pacific Express, anen; at any cost." "Yes, we must get them back," nodded Mr. Fleming. "And you'd better see to it that this boy does not get back, or you may hav e to face awkward charges i.n court :N" ow that he's wise to your plans there is no certainty tha l your scheme will succeed as long as he is alive "I hope we shall be able to overhau l him, said Fleming "He will probably expect that we will follow him, and will use every endeavo r to throw us off his track. It may prove to be a case of )rnnting for a needle in a haystack." "Kot at all. Didn't you hear him sny to that othe r lad that he'd meet him in St. Louis a WC'ek from to-clay?" "That's so. I forgot about it." "If we ail to oYerhaul him betwC'en here and that city, we ought to be able to catch him there. If I was you I'd telegraph i.o the police to be on the lookout for him, and order them to arrest him on his arriva l.'J 1 'l'hat 'on't do. It "oulcl lead to explanations that I want to avoid. We must catch him ourselves. Come, we'll return to Beeching Hollow, and I'll prepare for the trip." They boarded the buggy and drove off down tbe road, intending to return in time to take the 6.30 local westward The train which bore Clif westward stoppe d at frequent intervals until it reached the flourishing city of Delhi at 5 30. Clif left it there and went into the railroad ea.ting house for his snppC'r, for he internlecl to board the Pacific Express as s oon as it tha L place. Uc bad ; ju s l fini s hed hi s meal when the J1L'llcrl in, and stopped twenty minutes for the to eat. Ulif bought a ticket through lo St. Louis, with sleeper accommodations, and when the express pulled out for the south ires! he was :1 board. On the following afternoon he reached !he metropolis of "Missouri and was driven i.o the Planters' Hotel, where he registered. "I've got five days to put in here before Wal! sho w s up," he saict to himself, "RO I suppoRc 1 might as well clo the tmrn on my own hook It 1rns mosL unfortunate that M:r. Fleming f'ho11lr1 ha 1e caught mC' l eaving Mnceclonia I had hoper] to throw him nff my track ent ircl .v. J ow I sup pose he will cha s e rne all the way to Arizona and give me no end of trouble ... Well, the on ly lhing T can do i s to bo on the lookout for him. He is not l ikcly lo run ac ross rne on the way, and hl\ham't irlea DrnL I h:wr arranged to stop over in this city. 1\T}r firn clays' wait hC're will g ive him time to reach the ranch alwacl o.f me. I suppose he'll bring 1\IonkLon with him to assist in capturing me and


2 0 A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. getting possession of the red pocketbook The safest thing for me to do is to take the diagl'am of the mine out of the wallet and stitch it up in my jacket. It wouldn't be a bad idea to make another drawing like it, alteTing the positions of the c ro ss ancl the direction of the arrowheads. Then if he should happen to corner me and get p o ssessio n of the p ocketbook he would be all at sea trying to locate the mine. As for the other documents, they're safe with Mr. Good Tic h and he'll never get hold of them." So that evening Clif got a piece of paper to the one on which the diagram was drawn, ancl made an altered duplicate with great care He put the bogus diagTam into the secret compartment of the wallet, while the gennine one he placed i n s ide of his right stocki ng'. "Now l\fr. Fleming is at lib erty to take his pocketbook whenever he gets the chance," said Clif, with a chuck l e In an evening paper he saw the advertisement of an ex cursion trip down the Mississippi River for the next day and he decided to avail hims elf of the chance to see what he could of the Father of Wate rs. Accordingly he made all the necessary inquiries that even ing as to the boat wharf and the easiest way of getting the r e 'The steamer was announced to leav e at nine o'clock, so Clif left an early call at the office before he went to his room. He had his breakfast at 7 30, and then took a car for the nearest point to the boat landing. Two hours later, l\Ir. Fleming and Monkton entered the Planters' Hotel a n d consulted the register at the office. They found, as they expected, that Clif bad arrived the preceding afternoon. Jllr. Fleming asked for him, and the clerk answered that the lad bad gon e on an excursion d o wn the river and would not be back until seven eight that e v ening Fleming aml his s ide p artner then l ef t with the intention of r eturning the n ex t morning. \\h ile the two rascals w ere pursuing their investigations, Clif was on ihe river enjoying the nov elty of the s plendid sail, and admiring, at a re:;pcctable distance, a very pretty girl with golden hair and blue eyes, who was also on board with a ge u tlcrnan who look ed ic be her father. "U cc :)he\; a peach," said the boy to himself. "I wish I could make h r acl1uaintance." There secwed to be very little chance of bis doing so, thnuglL their L',\C:-\ 1uet severa l times, and the girl seemed to take us much i.ul .. rcst in C'lif ns he did in her. Di nncr 11 a:; :-crved on board al half-1Jast twe lve, and much to C l i f's satisfaction, thct gentleman and his daughter look sea ts ne x t to hini. Our hero triC'd io improve lhr opportunity hy her s u ch dishes as lay within hi s reach, for which h e Teceived from her a winning sm il e and a thank you. After dinnrr he w;itched where she and her father took seats i n the stern of the sicamrr, and he secured a camp chair as close to her as he darec1 go. .For the next honr he ntion about equally between the pretty girl and lhe panoramic view of the shores of the M:ississiriJi. .., It was about this time that the boat made a wide sweepv around to head back up .the river. L Hardly was her nose pointed northward when, witlrout1 the slightest warning, a tremendous explosion shook her from stem to stern. The force of the s hock seemed t.o tear her asundeT. Clif felt himself raised in a mass of debris and fairly blmvn into the river, and the next thing he knew he was sinking down into the cool deplhs of the river. CHAPTER XII. 1 p r CI.IF SAVES THE LIFE OF T lfE GIRL WITH THE GOLDEN HAIR. ) Clif, how ever, was a sp l enrlicl swimmer, and thoroughly a home in the water. Although he uaR well dazed when he struck disappeared under the Rnrface of the river, contact with" the cool water brought all his senses back to him and he1 0 pushed himself fo,n.m1 the s urface. 'll When his hea 1 shot ahove the water, anrl l1e had taken a"' good breath of fresh air into his lungs, he was in :full con r ] trol of his 'faculties. v His first thought was for lhe lovely young girl ,1 occupied a seat on the boat so nC'ar himsrlf, and he 100irnrid around in srarch of her, determined to save her li:fe at a any risk to himself. \\ The river all about was covcrccl with struggling victi e o:f the disaster and pieces or shattered woocl from thT wrecked steamer. 1 i The boat herscl:f was close at hanrl, hut in a roaring blaz(t.e o'f that woulcl shortly consume what was left of he\yi above the water-line. Eie A clmtrr or were gathered on her lowrr b forward rrying franlirally for help, while a score of boat T and Rrnall craft :from either s hore were trying to reach th) a locality in time to rescue Rs many of ihe unfortunates as th,L, circurnst ai1ces would prrm ii. Clif saw no sign of the golden-hafrcd girl anywhPr. d arounrl, and hmrt sank as lie pictme<1 hei 1ylng in-t.{'hE l as t throes of s nffoc atio n at the bottom of the river. tl As he swam hithe r :mc1 thither in a vain endeavor tiD ( 1-lin g l e her 011t among the many struggling :forms in tha.Dc vicinity, the object of his thoughts suddenly rose to the surfo1 fa ce within a yard ot him. s l He saw heT at once, and with a cry of satisfaction httb pushrc1 towarcl and seized her just as she commenced (Fa struggle :md throw up her hands. Dh He Im.cl been careful to get a back grasp on h er undeias her arms, so as to a.void her frantic clutch. e "Don't struggle Be quiet and I'll save you," he said 11 reassuringly in her ears


A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. 21 The girl seemed to understand and, fe e ling that she was sus tained above the wat e r, ceased all her movements. Finding that s he was beha ving in a sens ible way, he, worked around to her s ide and, supporting her with one p.rm, struck out with the other for a large piece of wreck floating near by. In fifteen minutes the boat was brought u p a g ain s t the bank of the river, on the Illinois shore, and h e r p a s s engers assisted to land. R eaching it he told her to grab h old, and she did so at mce. T h e n their eyes met a n d she recognized him with a faint 'mile The golden haired girl, now no longer anxious a bout h e r father, ran to Clif as he walked out of the river lik e a drip pi n g N e wfoundland dog, and seized him by the hand. "You are so good and nobl e," she cried, l ooking grate fully i nto his face. "You h e lped to save my fathe r w hen the men would have left him behind I s h a ll neve r forget you-never! "My father!" she breathed. "Where is he?" She drew him toward her father, to whom s h e h a d al Can he swim?" asked Clif. ready confided the fact that she owed her l ife to Clif Oh, yes; but he may have bee n killed by that awful The gentleman grasped him by the hand a nd, w ith t ea r s ock." in his eyes, thanked him :f.or what he h ad d one for his "I g uess lilot," he answered cheerily, by way of encour daughter, as well as for himself, h er "As long as he c an swim, h e ll b e saved by on e "What is your nam e my lad?" 1f those boats that are coming up." "Clifford Price.,,. Oh, I hope so-I hope so," sl1e murmured "I hav e "My name is Cowell, and this is m y dau g h te r Florence." obody b u t papa, and it would kill me if anything ha.p Clif bowed and smiled. a t len e d to him "I am happy to know you M r. C owell, a nd you, too, N o thi n g will happen to him if he can keep above water Miss Floren c e," he sa.id. a w hil e." ''Come," s aid the gentleman "Let us follow t h e o t her s t h "You were s o good to save me from g o ing cfo.wn again. I Th e re are hous e s yonder where we can probably get our h e now I owe my life to you. I shall always b e grateful to clothes dried. W e cannot very well return to St. Louis in o u," she said ferventlv thi s condition." a Don; t mention it, I thought of you ri ght away The peopl e in the n e i g hborhood wer e only too happy to pn ) r I was sitting clos e to you on the boat, and determined to render the victims of the disaster al l the a ssista nce in their 1ve j'JOl'eD.t..:e :.i were in sight." power. . ''res, lrem mber you. You s at next to m e at the table Mr. Cowe ll, his daughter a n d clif wer e taken into one eel d were very polite to me. Fathe r said that you seemed to of the hous e s near by, whe re Florence and a dre n c hed lady at a very nice boy." that cail\e on the boat w e re shown to a room to undress While the y were talking a rowboat cftllle up and they whil e Mr. Cowell and our hero were assign ed t o a.n o t h e r lim s r e t aken on board In r e moving hi s Clif thought 0 the dia th 'I'be boatmen rowe d around, picked up s everal other s g1'am with some misgivings, but found that, thoug h i t w a s a were about starting for the shore when Clif saw a man water-soaked, none of the ink had sp r ea d as to r e nd e r any laz ite cxhau,sted, clinging to a fragment t hat was hardl y part' of it ill e gible. h e r o yant enough to i mpport him. He dried it on the window s ill i n the sun, while h e sa t He thought lhe man looked like the fair girl's father near wrapp e d in a bl a nket. d ee a h e called the rower s attention to him While waiting for their clothes to d r y Cli and Mr. Cowe ll ) oat "The boat is overcrowded now. We can't take an o t h er became very well acquainted. l th e aboard," was the reply. The gentleman took a great fancy to the plucky boy, and ., t h L et him have my place, then aruwered the gene r o u s Clif on his part was equa ll y well taken with 1fr. Cowell. I'm a good swimmer. I'll lake my chance o ver-So much s o ind eed that he lolfl him 11is whole his t ory, f ,r c: an cl the rPason tha t brou g h t him West and was taki n g ,.t The girl seized his hand t r emulou s ly as h e ro s e to s pring him to hi s l a t e fath e r's ran c h in Pinal C o unty A'lizona. o the w at e r and help the man nearby into Lhc boat Mr C o w e ll was much impressed by the b o y's sto ry, a nd r to'Don't go," she whispe red. "You might be drowned." promised to ar-:s i s t him in hi s effort s to g et 11is rights. thabD on't worry. That man i s your father I think. Bet "I am pretty well off, Clifford-yon will p e rmit me t o s o s u r -for you and him, too, that he be taken into the boat address you aft e r what you hav e clone for me and my onl y \ s h e spoke she looked eag e r l y at the man in the wate r child-and it

22 A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. mine, and protect you lo the fulles.t c.\tent oI my i 11 liether lo be sorry or glad at the J O t;iLili t y r f h i s abiJi ty." j lrn \' ing lo. 'i his lifo. "I am very much obliged to you, :::ir, for your generous 'l'he boy's death would cerlainly have ;1fl:on1eLl him t offer, and accept it with pleasure, all the more as I feel greatest but or lhe fad that Ji, carric<1 th 0 certain that my faithless guardian and his accomplice are t1ingram 0 the location 0 lhe turquoise mine on his per on my track, and will probably stop at nothing to accomStill, there was hope in the fact th al his bol1y, if he w plish their purpose." among lhe lost, would probably be r ecovered from the rivfe "I will stand by you, never fear. Here are our clothes and lhen Mr. Fleming would no tloubt find the reel pocke now. Let us get into them. Then we will try and get book on his person. bark to St. Louis as soon as possible. This has been a most After a consultation with both went around unfortunate exc11rsion. I fear many people have lost their the Planters' IIotel next morning 1 o make inquiries. lives, and many more have s-uffered s erious injuries. Tho Then they found lhal Clif had turned np all right on tlhe boat must have had an old and defective boiler. The inevening before, having been so fortunate as to escape t>Ii spectors whose business it is to pass on such things have fale that.overlook more than fifty of the excursionists :i been lax in their duties. After all, it is the same old story. The clerk, complying with Clif's request, told Mr. Fleta In spite of repeated accidents to river and other steamers ing that the hoy had left the hotel that morning with t.'>w the same thing with variations happens rjght along. The intention o.f taking a b'ain out of the city. newspapers will make a, great outcry over this affair, and "That's funny," aid Monkton, when Mr. Fleming to call for needed reforms. There wilJ, of cour e, be an inhim. "He 'ras to stay here until next Wednesday, wher vesbgation; but you will find that little will be done in the that Singleton boy 1ras to join him." ic long run." "He must have made some bhange in his arrangemeJJ.'O They got a conveyance to take them to the nearest railthen. The best thing we can c1o is to take a train for Tue road station, and on their way qp to Eat St. Louis, Mr. son at once. we will no doubt finrl him there, as I Cowell suggested that Clif transfer himself from the Plant-safo:fied that the ranch is hif' objective point." ers' Hotel to the Carondelet, where the Cowells were stop"There's little doubt about !hat '' agrec<1 Monkto11. ">t ping, and consider himself as Mr. Co>vell's guest during the my mind the best and safest way lo clral '\\ith ,him is to w1qu rest of his stay in the city. lay him at or on his way to the ranC'h. You ani1 T "You can leave word with the clerk to inform your friend: i.o be easily able to do up hoth him anll y01i, ,._ "l S ,........ f ingleton, when he comes, where be can :find you." We will have a hundred chances in Arizona Ii' :f.l lloji L" Clif liked the idea very much, especially as Florence object to one elsewhere." join ed in the invitation with her father, and so when they "I guess you're right, Monkton," replied 1\fr. FlemiJ" had crossed the river to St. Louis proper, he went with "We'll look up the Sante Fe t imc-tahlcs and lrny ticket:, .al them to the Carondelet to lake dinner. Tucson. We're bound to catch the boys at the ranch af' After the meal he r eturned to the Planters' Hotel, told way." tte t he clerk that he was going to l eave in the morning, and Late that afternoon the two rascals left St. J ... ouis ;' that he was to i1irect hi s friend, h om he e xpected lo arArizona by the Sanlc Fe route. ig rive on \Yec1neflday of the next week, thal he wouid be During the next few clays ('li.f enjoyrd himsrlf immetDr 1 fnu11d at the Carondelet. ly esC'orting lflorene:e Cowell to various points of inter di The clerk said all right, and tl1en mentioned the fact in the ciLy. a th'1t two men had called lhal morning and asked for him. On Monday afternoon he received a i.drgram from \V'H "Did they leave their names?" he asked, with a strong !er Singleton informing him that his chum would leo s11q1icion as lo lhe identity of hi s visitors. the village of Macedonia ne\t morning for Delhi to c&' "\o. They merely asked i you were in. Ancl when I lhe Pacific Express for St. J.;ouiR, which woul11 land I' t oJ.l them that you had gone on a riv e r excursion they in that ciiy l ate \Veclne sday afternoon, acr to,.. "cn t away." vious arrangements. "\Yell. I have no friends in this city, hnt I have two Clif decided to go to the drpol nnrl mret his friendn cn"rnies who are following me on my journry to the southsteacl of l elLing him go to thr Planters' Holcl. 1ia west. Whe n those chaps call again tell them I have lelt Accordingly, after finding out t.he exacL time when si the eitv, nnd you will do me a favor." expreRs was due, he iook his wny io the nion station. 'I The clerk nodded and Clif went to hiR room. He stood at the exi.t gale while !he St. Louis paflseni m1 Xext morning he went to the Carondelet Hotel. filed ont, and presently spied his chum coming along, 1D CHAPTER XIII. WALTER SINGLETON JOINS CLIF AT ST. LOUIS. Whe n Mr. Fleming read the account of lhr steamboat disaster on the river in the evening paper he hardly knew N "Hello, Wall," he e.\claimcrl, grabbing him b,v the a P "Why, 11cllo, Cli f," rel urned the delighted newcor' "I didn't expect to see you here." Tl1 "Thought I'd come anrl meet you, as I've left the Plst crs' Hotel and taken up r1uarters at lhe Carondelet." 1


A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. 23 "Glatl you came. How came _you to make the change? The Carontlelct is more expensive, isn t it?'' li "Yes. It's one of the best hotels in the city. It's not w costing me anything, however." "It i s n 't? How i s that?" asketl Walter in s urprise. a "I'm the guest o.f a Warren Cowell and his tlaugh ver ter." "The dickens you are! W110 arc they?'' "I made their acquaintance in rather a sensational way." "You dirl, eh?" ''I"ll tell you how it came about. On the morning aiLer tl he day I reached here I went on an excursion dowi1 ihe ti Iississippi. Mr. Cowell and his daughter were on board probably a couple oE hundred others. the ,;teamer e 1'as making the turn to come back, about rorty miles be t 011 here, her boiler exploded." "What?" tol "Her boiler went up and I, with the rest of the passenh ers seated on the deck astern, was blown into the river. idn't you hear anything about the accident? It was en robably printed in some shape in most aJl of the papers 0 Tu e country. Fifty people lost 1.hc>ir lives." I a "I didn't read anything about it," replied Singleton. "Well, I savetl the life of Florence Cowell, and also as steel her father out of the river. Tl1afs how I made their wn quaintance, ancl I am pretty solitl with them." "I should think you would be after that." is the finest girl I ever knew, and one of the i.-ltiest. She's got golden hair, blue eyes, a peacl;i.es and earn complexion, and--" emi "You're dead gone on her, why don't you say?" grinneJ mfa i alter h an "Well, I don't deny but I think a whole lot of her," ad "tted Clif, flushing up in a guilty way O f course you do. I can see it in your face," la;ughed gleton. lif then went on to tell his ehum how Mr. Cowell and daughter were going to the Pacific slope over the Santa and Southern Pacific routes. 1m \' He has volunteered to see u1 thre>ugh with the object 1d le our visit 1.o Arizona." {o ca No! Is that so?" nd h "Yes. I've told him everything about my circumstances, f t o -. -e says he's going to stand by me." -tio,J, "i a .Ll.rst rate. I suppose you'll not be surprised to riend rh that your guardian and his friend Monkton left Maccnia the same afternoon you did, and of course they're when tnsing you." lion. I know it. They were in the eity last week looking laftsen me." l ong, 'Did you see them?" 'No; but they got on to the fact that I was stopping at tbe a Planters' Hotel, and they came there inquiring for pewco I 'They clid? They m?st ha.vc overh eard us talking at the Pl station that day. Are they here yet?" 1 I haven't seen or heartl from them if they are. I told the clerk aL the Pianters' 1.o tell them if they called again that I haJ left lhc city. In that case they probably sup posed I had gone to Tucson, and took a train for that point. ff they did that theyn be disappointed to find that I was not there. It is pretty certain though that they'll wait the r e for ns to turn np, then there'll be somet hing doing I've bought a revolver to protect myself . It wouldn't be a bad idea for you to get one, too, though, of they've no desig11s against you." "I'll huy one. When do we start for Arizona?" "To-m orroll' moming. The Cowells are all ready to con tinue their jomney. "'e have been waiting for you to ar riYe." By this time they had reached the Carondelet Hotel, and ('lif carried his chum to his own room after lie had regis, tercd . A little later he took Walt er to the Cowclls' apartments a.nd introduced him to Florrnce and her fatl1er. Walter was much impressec1 by Florence's beauty and vivacious manner, and he soon had the opporhmity of ob serving that his friend was tlw whole thing with her. After dinner they went to the theater, anc1 n ext morning at eight the little party took the mo:ning express over the Santa Fe road for the southwest. CHAPTER xr v OFF FOR TUE RANCH. On the evening of the second day after leaving St. Louis the Pacific Express dropped Mr. Warren Cowell, his d;ughtcr, Clif Pr,icc and W altet Singleton at Tuc son, Arizona. They boarded a 'bus for the .Tucso n House. Two men standing in the shadow of the station noted the arrival of tke party. The reader need scarcely be told that the men were Flem ing and Monkton, who had been in town several days. They had come evening to the station to watch the arrivals by the train, on the lookout for Clif and his companion. At last their vigilance was rewarded. "The boys seem to have made the acquaintance of some tourist and his daughter," said Fleming. "What of it?" replied" Monkton. "The gentleman and lhe girl will 'probably go on to-morrow night. They've merely stopped over to see the tornJ. Thc rp's no hurry gett ing at the boy. A day or two more 01 less amounts to nothing. We're all r e ady to follow them to the ranch as soon as they start." "Well,. they'll be at the Tucson House to-night at any ratt'. Probably after supper they'll take a look around town. We might find a chance to catch them somewhere. Tbev're not likely to be on their guard, as they have no to s u spect .that we them h!!re. "If they'd only wander into Bunsen's Music Hall we


24 A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. could manage to trap them, I think. The only difficulty in the way is that this tourist will probably taJrn in the sights with them. Our aim must be to separate your nephew from companions if we can." "We'll see what we can do. We must take care, however, that neither of the boys spots us." Of course." Thus speaking the two conspirators walked up the street toward Bunsen's Hotel, which adjoined the music hall, where they had quarters, and were on good terms with many of the tough employees of the establishment. Although the Tucson House was the best hotel in the town it was not to be compared with even a city second class hotel. The table and the rooms, however, were as good as could be expected in that sparsely settled section of our country, and Mr. Cowell and his party had no kick coming. After supper the four started out to view the town, which was at its best, or worst, whichever you call it, after dark. There were drinking saloons, gan1bling joints, "!ld such, in full blast, with wide open doors as an invitation to the passerby. There was no lack of excitement at night in Tucson, and you didn't have to go far in any direction to find it. As a rule the places were orderly and well regulated, but, of course, there were some establishments where the limit was squeezed almost to the breaking point. Bunsen's Music Hall was one of the most notorious re sorts in town. It was a combined bar-room and theater where a lengthy vaudeville show held forth till midnight. After the show the tables and chairs were moved to the sides of the main room and dancing was indulged in until daylight. There were gambling rooms somewhere upstairs that were easy of access. O nce in a while there was a shooting scrape in Bunsen's, but no one seemed to get excited over such things. The hotel next door was patronized chiefly by shady characters and the toughest of town visitors. Mr. Fleming and Monkton were the most respectable looking of its patrons, but the rest of the CTowd to recognize them as birds of a feather, and they attracted n o particular attention. Clif Price waJked with Florence. Her fresh beauty and innocence drew a good deal of notice to her and her companion as the:v walked pa.st .the brilliantly lighted establishments that resounded with noise o r melody, as the case might be. At some little distance behind the party walked Fleming and Monkton, with their sot, wide-brimmed hats pulled well down over their foreheads. The presence of the girl with CJif rather llpset their cal culations, for it was evident that she would not be intro duced to the interior of any of the pleasure resorts. It therefore looked itS if Clif was safe from their machi nati ons for tl1at night. And such proved to be the case, for after an hour's Mr. Cowell and his pa1-ty returned to the Tucson Houf and retired ot Next morning Mr. Cowell accompanied the boys to county cleTk's office, where they got full particulars of t11te location of the ranch. .e Afterward they went to the Tucson cemetery where Cli: A father wa:s buried. ad Grantley Price's grave looked neglected and rather lorn, like the majority of the last resting places of Tucsoic dead 1e They identified it by a small headstone which Mr. Flei '1 ing had caused to be put there. After returning to the hotel for the midday meal tF1 spent t)1e afternoon m&king purchases and sundry arraDj ments for their trip to the ranch. Mr. Cowell decided that it would not be well to lei Florence alone at the hotel until their return, as there l no telling when they would get back. She herself would have put up a vigorous protest if s1 a suggestion had been advanced. Mi She was fully prepared to rough it with her father 15 the boys, and asserted that she was rather pleased with dy novelty of the contemplated expedition. .At So it was arranged that she was to go along, and ste n were taken io insure her comfort as much as possible. Fleming and Monkton were somewhat disgruntled they found that Mr. Cowell anrl his daugl1ter 1did ;not 14 that night by the Pacific Express as they had expected. t They were still more upset when they saw the partyAf1 part nett morning in a well filled, covered wagon, dn:l t by a spanking team of horses, and tall:e the rood for an northern spur of the Sierra de la Santa Catarina mountaAr They did not need to inquire whither the party the bound. l They easily guessed that the Price ranch was the o];\fr. tive point. pe "It looks as if we had our work cut o-ut for us now," '-'ll Monkton. "It is clear that boy is smarter than we l'h him to be. He has found a good friend who is readf r help him through with his project. It is not unlikelythe boy has offered him an interest in the mine, and thui\s cured his co--operation. We'll have to adopt strong sures now, or throw up our hands. I hope you h t h' s.and to see the matteT .through to the end. You ht 1e 1 at stake than I. If I was in your sl1oes I'd take 'ee measures as would end in the wiping out of that lad. '\bn he lives your hold on the mine, as well as on Beeching 'ln low, is mighty precarious. I hope you realize this." the "I realize it only too well," rep]ied Mr. Fleming, m.1. ily. "Well, what do you propose?" Ho "Will you be guided by me?" Al) "I will. I have no other recourse." Ho "Very good. Let's go back to Bunsen's. We can Tw up a couple of chaps there 1'or a consideration,the be gJad to help us out in this matter." 1tu "All right. I l eave the arrangements w you. Youh


A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. 25 u r ests are identified with mine. We are now hand-inglove I ou we never were before ln this chase for a fortune we've ot lo win, or the future has nothing in it for either of us." tl "Now you're talking, Fleming I'm out for a quarter 1 t terest in the mine, and I'm going to lntve it, 01 learn r<'a8on why noi." Jli About the middle of the afternoon, Fleming, : Monkton t n 1 L wh 'th l o ng ropes in the while tho two boyR, Floren ... 't d heJ' father, sat down in the shade of a tree and ate a ted. 1unch prepared for them by the hotel people. rty Aft er an hour's rest the horses weie hitcl1ed to again, dra c1 the journey towarrl the :Price ranch resumed, l\fr. Cow for and the boys alternating as before in the driver's seat. ntai Arizona has tho reputation of being a pretty hot Slate rty t h e summer time, and it fully sustained its reputation Jat day. e ob" )[r. Cowell was sorry that he hadn't taken tl1e hotel J>er's aavice and postponed the journey until after Sllll w," w n we t The horses being used to the climatic cornlitions didn't read fl'e r as m uch in the sun as the fou r travelers in the shac1o t h e canvas wap;on :flap. thus A s the sun neared the horizon the atmosphere grew more !Ilg m r:ih l P hilfh J sunnown another halt was made for supper. l e Th is time a llre was built hy the roadside anu a poi of ee made by Miss F l orence, while Clif fried a masf' of a. con a n d eggs. f ing Plenty o f good bread and butter, with a whole pie to top F" r thei r a 1 :rresc o b anquet, comp l eted a very satisfactory lg, m B.l. can ttion, "How far have we come?" a keel Walter. "About forty miles," replied Mr. Cowell. "How far have we yet to go to reach the ranch?" "'J'wcnty miles or so; but we'll make much better time the bal ance o f the trip as the air is cooler, and the tern ature will continue to drop until sunrise. We ought to c h the ranch by half-past nine at the latest." It was dusk when they resumed t h e l ast stage of their journey. The m ountain range was on their right wit h a vas t plai n sti:etching away io the north11est, west anc1 sou t h. As the light of day faded away the stars came ou t w ith u n usual brilliancy, promiRing a perfect 'night. After they had wvered tlie greater part of the twenty miles the moon rose above the mounta i n range a n d flooded the great plain with a soft, mellow radiance. "It's a lovely night, isn't it, Cl i f ?" asked F lo r en c e e n-thu siastically. "Fine," he replied. "Almost as lo ely as--" "What?" she asked, when he paused "Yourself," he whispered in her ear. Florence blushed vividly, b u t as i t wa s dar k Clif didn't riotit-c it. were sitting Lack in the wagon, while Mr. Cowell and 8ingleton occupied the driver's seat. "I o:nppose when you go on to California y ou'll forget all about me," saic1 Clif, feeling as if their separat i o n would prove a serious matter for him. "I hall never forget you," she answered softly "Do you really mean that?" he asked eagerly "I clo. How could I forget you when I owe m y life to you?" "I !mow you feel grateful to me, but I'd muc h rath e r that y 'rn' d remember me for a different reason "A different reason?" she asked. I don't under stand you "Well, if you don't understand, I had betler not try t o explain. I thought-however, iL doern't matter. I hope you wtll have a good time, anc1 that I shall see you agai n when you come East." "Of course, you will sec me again. You must come a n d pay us a nice Jong visit at our home in Chicago." "I shall be glac1 to c1o so if I can. I almost wish I l,adn't met you because-well, because I know I shall miss you a whole lot after you urc gone. I shall feel as if there was something miB.':ling that cannot be replaced unt il we mret once more." "I l'hall miss you, of course, too," she answered in a low mice. "I wish you w e re going ''"ith us. Don't you think you could manage to do so? Father would be very glad to have you. He loJd me so last night." "Notl1ing would give me more pleasure, but I hardl y think I can. l\f,v affairs are so unsettled as yet. Until this matter of my inheritanec is arranged I shall feel like a kind of outcast. Beeching Hollow is my home. but so long as it is controlled by my faithless guardian I never can expect to return there. I don't believe my l ife would be safe there." "It is terrible to think how you are situated, Cli:f," Rhc replied, in a sympathetic tone. "But don't be downhearted. Father will stick by you and Ree that you are righted. There are bright days ahead of you." "I ho1Je so. The brighte8t, however, wiU be those i n which you have a part. In the short iimc I have known


26 'A CHASE FOR A FORTUNE. you I have l earned to care a great deal for you, and I know I shall keep right on caring more for you every day, unless -you tell me uot to. And even then-but I've no right to talk to you this way. I might offe nd you, ancl--" were soon afterward extinguished, and but for the opet i. windows the building looked as it had looked from the ouh1in "No, no, you will never offend me, Clif," she said earnestly. Then you do care a little for me, do you, Florence?" "l'"es." "How much?" Ver y )nu ch indeed." "If I thought you ca.red as :QiUCh for me as I do for you I "cl feel very happy deed-so ha ppy that I wouldn't care whethe r sc110ol kepi or not." Florence averted her face and made no reply. At that moment Walter sang out: "There's your ranch yonder, I guess, Clif." Both Clif and' Florence bent forward and looked to ward ihe foothill s w11ere the moonlight shone down on a rambling two-story b-qilding with severa l outhouses around it. They could see the snake fence stretching in two direc tions, and a white streak bordered by trees l eadi.ng up from what appeared to be the main gate. There were bigger ranches on either side of it, with light s in the windows of the houses, but the Price ranch loo.ked dark, and gloomy, and uninviting. They drove 11p to the gate, the boys got down and opened it, and closed it again when Mr. Cowell drove the wagon into the white lane they rode up to the house. The doors wer e all locked and they had n o J{ey with which to enter, but this difficulty was overcome by forcing one of the kitchen windows. 'rhey had brought three l amps with them and a supply o1f o il, and, soon had a light to view ihC>ir surroundings. The ho1,se was completely furnished, just as the original owner had h1rned it over to Mr. P1ice at the time of the sale, but everything 'vas covered with the dust of two years' unoccu pancy. Clif was surprised to find things in such good shape. He had been more than half afraid that they would only find a wreck. Florence found a broom and gave the living room a rough s w eepi ng, while her father and the boys broke into the barn, put the horses in the stalls and watered and .fed them. The wagon was then pushed into the building and the door secured again temporarily. Tbev had brought four single mattresses with them, with a sufficiency 0 sheets and a light blanket apiece. These they carried into the house and placed in the rooms assignerl to Florence, Mr. Cowell and the two boys, after the windows had opened and the rooms well aired. They only removed e nou gh of the dust to answer their purposes for the nigh t, intending to put the house in mder next side for two year::; past. 1'or hre f ye CHAPTER XVI. )oc1 >ver HOW THE CHASE ENDED-CONCLUSION. !OUI >ose Clif found it an uncommonly hard matlC>r 'to get asl I1i that night, while Walter on Lhe contrary dropped off 1 "J once. flen After rolling first on o ne side and then on the other, "] a vain attC'mpt to \VOO unconsciousness, he :finally got rune and leaned out of the window. aeru The air was warm and st ill, while the night was a pit ou feet one "I Sound travels far under s uch c onditi o ns. "} Before he had been at the w indow a minute he heruf co the sound of men's voices around tho corner of the hourher He listened attentively, anfl it struck him that theeatl was a familiar ring in the tones o f one of the intruders. m l Instantly it occuvecl to Mm that the nocturnal visito "I \Vere 1\Ir. F l eming and his aRsociate, Monh.1.on. 'Jcm Uacl ll1ey recognizec1 him ancl Walter in Tucson and ft "T lowed the party out to the ranch, or were they already roba llt<: . one. ch. However, they wcrr on hand now past all doubt .a11de1 the question that agitated Clif's mincl was what game w1-nat1 they llp to, nncl how shoulc1 he deal with them? ve a Presently our men appeared from around the corrisse.< of the house and Clif drew his bead in to prevent beither seen. >a,:;: Tt was well he c1ic1 so, for they looked up at the ope n wiAt dow anc1 s topped right beneath it. "H "We'cl better make an entrance by this window," si'St." Fleming. lii "I think it woulrl be much easier to force one OT ,He kitchen windows," answered Monkton. His "The noise might arouse them. When I was Jilll"" 0 'I l fore, two years ago, there was a laocler lying in 1 ;.:0r back of the barn. If it is there still it will serve our p shoe pose first rate." He e "All right," replied hiR associate. "Jenkins, you t gu Paterson go to the back of the bam ancl see if there'f he ladd e r on the ground. If there is bring it here." wa. The two tough-looking rascals s tarted ofl' to carry f lac orcl er into execu tio1i. Finally they bade one another good night, the lights "We must be cautious," said Mr. Fleming. "The b'WI may not be in the room above, but in an adjoinin g a':'.'fy We mustn't awake either the gentleman or his daughh abc "No, nor the boys either, if we can help it," said 1\foh t ton. "The. easiest way is always the best. Still we've iPre' to get possession of that pocket-book at all hazards. o' In


A CHASE FORA F'ORTUNE. 27. )eD it 1n nul' lwnrl::; the game is as good as won, as far ai:; the ut rnine is ro1icenwd, a11cl that is all that intereHts me. As for your:-

28 A CHASE FOR A F.ORTUNE. 'L'hey laid hi1n on the other maLLress, which they removed money to give y ou another 15fart. I think I am treatil to the other s ide of lhe room. you fairly." :\fr Cowell the dressed themselves, and then Mr. Fleming admitted it and made a statement coverir the for111er 1 1 cnl and got a .llask of branver tired of hearing abot the Chase for a Fortune. THE END. R ead "JUGGLING WITH THE MARKET, OR THl BOY .WHO MA DE TT PAY,'" which will be the n ex t nuro brr (80) of" Fame and li'orLunc Weekly." SPECIAL NOTICE: All b ack numbers of this week!! are always in print. If yo u cannot obtain thei;n from ani new sdea l er, send the price in money or postage stamps by mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNIO SQUARE, NEW YORK, and yo u will receive the copiei you order by return mail.


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Fame and-Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY By A SELF-MADE MAN 32 Pages of Reading Matter Handsome Colored Covers A new one issued every Friday Price 5 cents a coji This Weekly contains interesting stories of smart boys, who win fame and fortune by their ability to take advantage of passing opportunities. Some of these stories are founded on true incidents in the lives of our most successfu l self-made men, and show how a boy of pluck, perseverance and brains can become famous and wealthy. ALR;i<;ADY PUBLISHED. 1 A Lucky Deal ; or, The Cutest Boy In Wall Street. 41 Boss of the Market; or, The Greatest Boy In Wall Street. 2 Born to Good Luck; or, '.l'he Boy Who Succee ded. 42 Chance of His Life; or, '.l'b e Young l'ilot of Crystal Lake 3 A Corner in Corn; or, How a Chicago Boy Did tbe Trick. 43 Striving for Fortune ; or, From B e ll -Boy to Millionaire. 4 A Game of Chance; or, The Boy Who Won Out. 44 Out tor Business; or, '.l'be Smartest Boy in Town. 5 Hard to Beat; or, The C leverest Boy in Wall Street. 45 A l ? a-vorite of li'ortune; or, Striking It Hieb in Wall Sti:eet. 6 Building a Railroad; or, The Young Contractors of Lake-view 46 Tbrougll Thick and Tbin; or, Tbe Adventures of a Smart Bo,-. 7 Winning His Way; or, The Youngest Editor in Green Hiv e r. 47 Doing His L e vel Best; or, \Yorking Bis Way Up. 8 The Whee l of Fortune; or, The Re cord of a S e lf -Made Boy. 48 Always on Deck; or, 'be Boy Who Made His Mark. 9 N i p and '.l'uck; or, The Young Brokers of Wall Stree t. 4V A Mint of M o ney; or. The Young W a ll Street Broker 1 0 A Copper liarvest; or, The Bo:Vs Who Worke d a D ese rted Mine. 50 The Ladder of Fame; or From Office Boy to Senator. 11 A Lucky Penny; or, The Fortunes or a Boston Boy. 5 1 Ou the Square; or, h e Success of an Honest Boy. 12 A Diamond in the Rough; or, A Brave Boys Start in Life. 52 Afte r a Fortune; or, The Pluckiest Boy in the West. 13 Baiting the Bears; or, '.l'he Nerviest Boy in Wall' Street. 53 Winning the D ollars : o r. The Young Wonder of Wall treet. 14 A Gold Brick; or, The Boy Who Could Not b e D o wn e d 54 Making His Mark; or, The Boy Who Became rreside 1 1 5 A Streak of Luc k ; or, The Boy \\'ho l ?eathered His :\est. 55 Heir to a Million; or, The Boy Who Was Born Luc ky. 1 6 A Good Thing; or, The Boy \Vh o M a d e a Fortune. i>6 Lost in the Andes: o r. Tile 'L'rcasure of the Buried C 17 King of Jllarket; or, The Y oung Trade r in Wall Stree t 57 On His Mettle; or, A P lucky Boy in Wall Street. 18 l'ure Grit; o r One Boy in a Thousand. 58 A Lucky Chance; o r. Taking li'or tunc on the Wing. 19 A Rise in Life; or, The Career of a Factory Roy. 59 The Road to Success; or, The Career of a F ortunate Uo' 20 A Barrel of Mon ey; or, A Bright Boy in \\'all Street. 60 Cbasing Pointers; or, The Luc ki est Boy in \\'a ll Stree1 21 All to the Good; or, From Call Boy to Manager. GJ R ising in the World; or, From L 'actory B oy to l\Iana/a 22 How H e Got There; or, 'be Pluck iest Boy of The m All. 62 l'r o m Dark to Dawn; or, A Poor Boys Chance. 23 Bound to Win; or, The Boy v,ho Got R i e b. 63 Out f o r Himself; or, P aving Ills Way to 24 Pushing It 'hrough; o r, Tbe Fate of a Luc ky Boy. 64 Diamond Cut Diamond; or, h e Boy Brokers of Wall Strt 25 A Born Spe culator: or, T h e Y oung Sphinx of Wall Street. Gu A Start In Life; or, A Bright Boys Ambition 26 'l'he Way to Success; o r The Boy \\'ho Got There. 66 Out for a l\Iillion: or, The Young l\Iidas of Wall Street. 27 Struck Oil; or. The Bo y Who i\lad e a 6 7 E v ery Inc h a Boy; o r D oing Ills L e vel Best. 28 A Golden Wsk; or. ,The Y oung Jliners of Della Cruz. ()8 l\Ioney to Burn; or, 'he Shrewdest Boy In Wall Street. 29 A Sure \Vinner: or. The Boy \\"ho \\"ent Out With a Circus. 69 An Eye to Business; or, '.Phc Hoy Who Was Not Asl ee p 30 Gold e n Fleece : or. The Bo y Brokers of \\all Street: 70 '.l'ippe d by the Ticker; o r, An Ambitious Boy in \Yall Stree t 31 A Mad Cap Scheme: or, The Boy Treasure Hunters of Cocos island 71 On to Success: or, 'be Boy Wbo Got Abend. 32 Adrift on the \Yorld; or. Vl"orking Ilis Vl"ay to Fortune. 72 A Bid for a or, A Couutry Boy in Wall Street. 33 Playing to Win; or, The Foxiest Boy in Wall Stree t 7 3 Bound L o Rise ; or. Fighting His 11ay to S u ccess. 34 Tatters; or. A Boy from the Slums. On t tor the Doll a rs;or. A Smart Boy in \Vall Street. 35 A Young l\lonte Cristo; o r The Ri c best Boy in t h e World. 7 5 For Jfame and Fortune; or, Tho Boy Who \Von Both. 86 \You by Pluck; or, The Boys \\' h o Ran a Railroad 7 6 A Vi all Street Winner; or, M aking a Mint of Money. 37 Beatlni; the Brokers; or, The B o y Who "Couldn't be Done. 7 7 The Road LO Wealth; or. The Boy Who Found it Out. 38 A. Roll mg Stone: or, The Brightest Boy on R ecord. 7 8 On the Wi11g; or, The Young Mercury of Wall Street. 39 Never Say Die; or, '!'he Young Sur v eyor _of Happy VaUey 7 9 A Chase for a Fortune; or, The Boy Who Hustled. 40 Almost a 111an; or, Winning His Way to the, Top. 80 with tile Market; or,.'fhe Boy Who Made it Pay. For sale by a ll newsdealers, or will be sent to any address on receipt of price, 5 cents per copy, in money or postage stamps b:r FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New Yo IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our libraries, and cannot procure them from n e wsdeal ers, the y can b e obtained from this office direct. Cut out and fl'll in the follGwing Order Blank and send it to us with the price of the books yo u want and w e will send them to you by r turn mail. POSTAGE STAMPS 'l'AU:EN 'l'HE SAME AS MONEY 4 FRANK TO USEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York. ......... ' .............. 190 DEAR SrnEn c losed find ..... cents for whieh please send me: .... copies of FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, Nos .............................................. " WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY, Nos ................................ ; .................... > " WORK AND WIN,. 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