Cast adrift, or, The luck of a homeless boy

Cast adrift, or, The luck of a homeless boy

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Cast adrift, or, The luck of a homeless boy
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Fame and fortune weekly : stories of boys who make money
A self-made man (J. Perkins Tracy)
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"You young cub, I'll tickle your hide in a way you won't like!" roared Oaptain Barnacle, furiously as he made a dash for his new hand. Tom Gilbert gave one glance at the irate skipper, and then sprang overboard,,


. Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY limed Weekl11-B11 Subcription 12.5() per year. Entered according to frt of Congrea, in the year .1907, in the oJ!lce of the Librarian of Cong1ess, Wa.hington, D. C., bl/ Frank 1'ouse11, Publisher, 24 Unfon Squar, New Yo1k. No. 81. NEW YORK, APRIL 19, 1907. PRICE 5 CENTS. GAST ADRIFT OR, THE LUCK OF A HOMELESS BOY By A SELF-MADE MAN CHAPTER I. BIRDS OF A FEATHER. "So ye want the boy kidnapped, do ye, Mister Marsh?" said Captain Barnacle in a fog-horn voice, with a s ardonic chuckle "Well, I'm the man to do the trick for ye if the inducement is sufficient to pay me for the trouble." "I am willing to pay you well if you will guarantee that Tom Gilbert will never return to Rockhaven," said the other, with a shifting glance at the skipper "I can't guarantee no sich thing. I reckon he stands an even chance of gettin' back unless he was to fall overboard some dark night when the sea was runnin' high, and there warn't no life-preserver chucked arter him." "In that case he'd be lost, wouldn't he?" "Well, I've know' cl sailors to be lost under sich sar cumstances," replied Captain Barnacie, blowing a cloud of smoke upon the calm afternoon air as he took his pipe from his mouth and pushed the lighted tobacco down into the bowl with one of his calloused thumbs that seemed imper vious to all sense of feeling. "Do you think such a thing would be likely to happen to him if--" "If what?" asked the skipper, fixing his companion with his eye. "If he was on deck at the time?" "It might, if he didn't look out for himself." "Things fly around on shipboard on dark nights in a gale of wind, don't they? That is, somet imes." "Not when they're well secured, as they generally are." "I thought maybe a belaying pin might accidentally hit Tom on the head and knock him overboard." 1 Oh, ye thought that, did ye?" said Captain Barnacle, with a ha1d look at the man who was talking to him, Mr. Marsh ran his tongue over his dry lip s and looked askanGe at the skipper, but he made no reply. "Well, if sich a thing happened to him, I reckon he wouldn't get back to Rockhaven, so I s'pose ye hope it will -that is, if the lad goes along with me," said the skipper "I said I was willing to pay you well if he never came back to the village." "How much are ye willin' to pay me?" asked Captain Barn acle, with an interested look. "Five hundred dollars," answered Mr. Marsh. "It's worth more," said the skipper, blowing another cioud of tobacco sm

CAST ADRIFT. purpose, Mr. Marsh," interrupted the skipper, shortly. "Ye know best whether it's worth yer while to pay me what I ask or nol. l3ut them are my !erms-take 'cm, or leave 'em, as ye pl e ase ancl the captain blew another whiff of smoke, which cmlcd round his head and then fl.oate ( l 11 pward. The two meu stoor1 by themsrlvcs in. an out-of-the-way spot, strewn with kelp aml seaweed clcposi led there by the hig h title, c:Ios e to the water'::; edge; at the base of one or 1 he. great overhanging cliffs which formed a semi-circu hi r bneking to the r e el-roofed houses that ITHHJc up the Jitil e villa g e of Rockhaven on the coa s t of Massachusetts. Captain Barnacle 11 as a square-built, bulky looking nH111, "ith

CAST ADRIFT. I he'd turn up here again as if nothing had happened to I half a dozen customers, two of whom were fisherman's him." daughters who greatly admired the handsome face and "Ye seem powerfully anxious to get rid of the lad. sturdy form of Tom Gilbert. What's yer object?" "Well, what can I do for you, Miss Martha?" asked "That's my business," replied the storekeeper, shortly Tom of one of them, a rosy cheeked, laughing-eyed gir l of "I should think he'd be more useful to ye at the store fifteen. than out of yer sight," went on the captain, with an in"A quart of molasses, Tom," she replied "We're going quisitive look. to have buckwheat cakes for supper to night, and father "That's my business, too," answered Mr. Marsh, un likes them wellbrowned graciously. Tom took the jng from her and went to the keg to draw "Well, ye have my terms, and I'll add this to 'em : If j the sweet stuff." the lad should happen to fall overboard, or otherwise put I "I suppose I'll see you at the singing school to night, an end to himself, and I bring ye back proof of the same, Tom?" said the girl, following the boy into the dark corner wi.11 ye pay me $500 more? Will ye give me $1,500 a11 where the molasses keg stood. together if ye get the assurance that he'll never bother ye "I guess you will," answered Tom, cheerfu lly, as h e ag'in as long as ye live? Will ye?" turned the spiggot. It was like drawing a back tooth for Mr. Marsh to say "I'm glad of that, for we cou ldn't get a l o n g w i t hou t "Yes" to this proposition of the captain's, but he finally you." did, for he saw no other way of accomplishing his pur "Why couldn't you? I don't count suc h a n awful lot, pose, since there was not another captain who sailed out do I?" of Rockhaven bhat the storekeeper dared to make a similar "You're the best singer in the c l ass." proposal to. "Next to you, Martha," laughed the boy. "It's a bargain, then?" said Captain Bamacle, with an "No, no. You are the best of a ll of u s," prote.sted avaricious gleam in his eye. Martha "It is "I'm afraid you flatter me." "And when will ye pay me the first $500? Remember "No, I don't." rn make no move till I have the money counted out in my "Say, Martha," said Tom, assuming a sol emn counte hand nance, "do you believe in fortune telling?" "Call at the store in half an hour and you shall have "Me? I am sure I don't know," laughed the girl. "Why it." cl id yo11 ask me that?" "Now ye are talkin', Mr Marsh I shall want to nail "There was an old wo;nan-a stranger to this p lace-the lad soon after dark. Ye must manage to send him in the store a little while ago. I sold lier a paper of pins clown this way on some excuse or another I'll have a boat T hen I handed them to her she took hold of my band and here and a couple of my bands with me to pounce on him looked at it with a great deal of attention I asked her and carry him aboard the hooker. Mind ye attend to that w hat f

4 ADRIFT. "Not I. Rockhaven is good enough for me for a little while longer, at any rate." "Well, go on." "She said that I was going to cross water to a country ne' and strange to me." "My goodness!" "That I would face many perils and have more than one na row escape from death within the year." She told you that?" said the girl, with some concern. She did." do you believe it?" "I haven't thought ai1ything about the matter since she left the store." "Was she a gypsy fortune teJler ?" "I don't know what she was. She looked like any other o d woman of sixty." "Well," said the girl, "I hope there's nothing in it, Tom, f Jr the village would be dreadfully lonely without you." "Oh, I ain't the only boy in the place," laughed Tom. "That doesn't make any difference. We can't spare you." "I'm glad to find that I am of so much importance, J\Iartha. Still, I can't remain here forever. I've got to go to some big city one of these days .to make my way ahead the world. A fellow can't amount to much in such a place as this unless he becomes a successful fisherman and o .vns a schooner. Now I don't care about making my liv ing on the water for a copper cent." ''Don't you, really?" "No," replied Tom, closing the spiggot. "I want to do something better than that. I want to make a fortune. By the way, the old woman told me that I was going to become rich. She said I'd come into 1ots of money before I was a great deal older." "Did she?" ejaculated the girl, opening her eyes in surprise. "That's what she did. Now if she hadn't told me that fairy tale I might have placed some confidence in what she told me first; but that settled the whole yarn with me. She was just playing me for a chump." Tom banded the girl the jug and went to wait on the next customer. The balmy spring afternoon wore slowly away, but Tom uas more or less busy all the time, whether there was a customer in the store or not. Mr. Marsh came in at about five o'clock and sat down behind the letter boxes to read a Boston weekly which had come that morning. At six he went upstairs to supper, and when he came down half an hour later Tom was allowed to go up and get his own evening meal. At eight o'clock the store was closed for the day. Tom then went to his rnom, put on his best suit and started for the humble cottage of Captain Gibbs, which was perched, like a bird's nest, oi'i a rugged plateau half way up the side of the great cliff which formed the eastern boundary of lhe semicircular depression iu the sl1ore occu pied by Rockhaven village. He intended to escort Fanny Gibbs, aR usual, to the 8inging school, the meetings of which were held once a week for about seven months in the year. It was but a short walk from the to the foot or the cliff where a rude path upward to the plateau was cut by the hand of .time. The wind, which had gradually risen since sundown, swept through the boy's curly locks as he rapidly strode along the shore. The moon, rising in the eastern sky, was occasionally obscured by drifting clouds, throwing the face of the cliffs alternately into light and shadow. It was nearly nine o'clock and there was no thought of danger .in his mind as Tom placed his foot on the path that was to take him upward. Fanny, all unknown to him, was seate(l on a rock half way down the cliff waiting foT him to come after her. She had not noticed his approach along the shore, for she was gazing out on the wide ocean which laved the rocks below. This evening she felt singularly depressed, and she could not account for the feeling. Her thoughts seemed to center round Tom Gilbert, whom in the depths of her heart of hearts she dearly loved. She and Tom were the closest of friends and the -jolliest of comrades. They were never so happy as when in each other's com pany. There was one favorite song, "Robin Adair," that she loved to sing to him, and the words she had improvised to suit herself. Tom had come to know that Robin Adair was intended for himself. As the boy started up the path he suddenly came to a full stop, thrilled by the voice of Fanny, which all of a sudden broke out in ac;cents plaintively sweet a little way above him. "Why are you leaving me, Robin Adair? If not deceiving me, why should I care?" etc. A strange feeling entered Tom's heart as he listened, fas cinated, to her song. Leave He had never dreamed of doing so. What strange connection was there between her song and the words of the old woman who bad read bis fortune that afternoon in the store? Was a strange fate pursuing him? Was he, against bis own will, about to be launched upon a life of wild adventure, in which his life would be threat ened, far from his native land? "Always thinking 0 me, dear little Fanny," be breathed. "I would not have missed this visit to-night for the world." He would have spoken if he had known that


CAST ADRIWl'. at that moment three forms were C'rccping upon him in the darkness, for the moon lay jrn;t, then behind a heavy cloud. A few moments before Captain Barnacle anc1 two of his sailors had rowed in io the bench Crom the Mary Ellen. While one stood in the shadow of the roC'ks holaing the boat by its painter, the skipper am1 the other, noUng the approach of 1.he shadowy form that they knew must be their intended victim, crept forward to intercept him. They would have missed him, however, but for the fact that Tom stopped to listen to the song Tbe nearness of the singer for a moment disconcerted the captain, but he determined to take the boy anyway, in spite of the presence of Captain Gibb's daughter. As the last words floated down, and the singer became silent, Tom sprang forward to surprise Fanny. But a huge hand, descending upon his shou1der, detained him. He turned around and was grabbed by the other arm. "What does this mean?" he demanded. "Who are you?" As he spoke the moon suddenly burst from behind the clouds and sailed into the blue ether. Its rays fell full upon the group and Tom recognized the swarthy and evil features of the skipper of the Mary Ellen. "You! Captain Barnacle!" he ejaculated in ment. "Aye, aye! my lad." "What do you want with me?" "The schooner is about to put to sea. I am short handed, so I thought I'd take ye aboard." "Take me! Why, I am no sanor. Besides, I wouldn't go, anyhow." "Ye wouldn't, eh?" chuckled the captain, sardonically. "I reckon ye ain't to be consulted. Ye are goin' aboard whether ye want to or not. D'ye understand?" "No, I don't understand," answered the boy, pluckily. "Take your hands off me. You have no right to tackle me in this way." "Right or not, we're going' to do it. Fetch him along, Flinders." Fanny had heard the talk below, and when the moon came out saw the actors as they stood at the foot of the path. She recognized Tom and also Captain Barnacle. Instinctively she felt that something was wrong, and with bated breath and strained gaze she waited for Tom to break away and come to her. Instead of which, she sa'v him being borne, struggling, away toward the water's edge, where a stout boat b9bbed up and down on the incoming tide. "Tom, Tom !".she cried, "what are they doing to you?" A harsh, triumphant laugh from the lips of the skipper of the Mary Ellen was her only answer. "Father, father!" she screamed, bonnding upward toward the cottage "They are carrying Tom off. Father! save him!" Her i;eream:-; reached the ears of Captain Gibbs, and he rushed hatless outside 1o see what was the matter; but by that time the boy had been forced into the boat, which was then pushed off and 11eadecl for the schooner, riding at Hnchor half a mile away. And poor Torn, held down on one of the seats by the hurly skipper, saw the girl of his heart kneeling on the rocks, with her arms stretched out to him, and that was the la st he saw of her for many a long day. CHAPTER III. OVERBOARD. When the boat arrived alongside of the schooner, Tom was lifted aboard in spite of his resistance. He was hustled forward and pushed down a short flight of steps into a dimly lighted forecastle, furnished with half a dozen bunks, a small table and a cast-iron stove, the pipe of which pierced the roof. From a hook driven into the low, grimy ceiling_ suspended an oil lamp, which shed an uncertain light around. Abaft of this space was the cook's galley. which in ves l;lels of larger tonnage is always on deck. It was separated from the main hold by a stout bulkhead. Tom's hands and legs were J:>ound with bits of rope, and he was tossed into one of the bunks and left there to rumi nate on his unfortunate situation. He could feel the schooner rise and fall with the tide which was coming into the almost-landlocked harbor. "What can Captain Barnacle mean by treating me m this way?" Tom asked himself, wonder and indignation alike striving for the mastery in his breast. "What use can he make of me-a landsman? How dare he use me in this high-handed manner, anyway? Just wait till I get ashore, and I'll warrant he'll have something to answer for. My guardian, Mr. Marsh, is justice of the peace, and I'll bet he'll make Captain Barnacle sweat for this!" Poor, unsuspecting Tom If he had only known that his guardian was the real cause of all his trouble his wrath would have turned more against him than the skipper of the Mary Ellen, who was merely trying to earn a dishonest penny by the transact' I lOD. i But Torn didn't know the real truth, and consequently the vials of his wrath were expended upon the head of the disreputable captain; not but the rascal deserved all the hard thoughts that the boy bestowed upon him at that moment. "The scoundrel has kidnapped me for some purpose," he mused. "He must be the enemy near at hand the old woman referred to this afternoon. So I suppose I'm to be carried across the ocean to a country strange to me. Yet surely this can hardly be "so, since the Mary Ellen is a fishing craft that goes but a hundred miles or so, at the most, off the coast, and is bound to return to Rockhaven inside of a month, according to her luck. Perhaps Captain Barnacle means to make a mackerel fisherman of me,


6 CAST ADRIFT. whether I will or not He's got such a tough reputation in Rockhaven that I dont wonder he :finds it difficult to :fill a vacancy in his crew. It is pretty hard luck to be obliged to knuckle down to such a villain as he Well, it's a long lane that hasn't a turning," concluded Tom, philosophically. Tom lay and grumbled to himself for a couple of homs, during which time some of the crew came down with small bundles, which they deposited in their bunks and then went on deck again At the end qf that time preparations began for getting the schooner under weigh. Her anchor was heaved up, and Tom was soon aware, by the fresh sense of motion, that the craft was on her way to the ocean outside In a few minutes she passed the bar and met the incoming rollers with the buoyancy of a duck and was soon in blue water Tom was not interfered with during the night and soon fellasleep, lulled to repose by the rhythmical movement of the vessel. Soon after daylight he was aroused by a rough hand of of the crew. <(Come now, youngster, tumble up You've had it easy l ong enough." Tom sat up to :find his arms and legs free of the ropes, "Peel off your shore togs and get into these slops," said the same voice, tossing a suit of marine clothing across the boy's knees. Tom was sensible enough to make the best of a bad job. He realized that he was at the mercy of Captain Barnacle and his crew, and decided that it would be the part of wisdom to say nothing and saw wood, feeling comforted with the reflection that this could not last forever, and that when the Mary Ellen got back to Rockhaven he would have his innings If he cou l d have looked into the future, he would have seen that he was not destined to get square with the skip per and his satellites, but that a greater Power than he had the settlement of their score in His hands. In ten minutes Tom, in his bare feet, was on deck help ing to wash down, and while he was thus engaged Captain Barnaqle made his His sharp eye piped the boy off, and he watched him like a hawk 'ram saw him and took care not to relax his industry. After a while the crew was piped to breakfast, and the boy had to mess with the second section of the crew, as all could not eat at the same time in the small forecastle The schooner was running down the coast within a few miles of the shore After breakfast Captain Barnacle came on deck looking rather savage Something had gone wrong with him, and he had been hitting his demijohn also with unusual frequency. The /act of the matter was on recounting the money he had rec e ived from 1\Ir. :Marsh he had discovered a counter feit $100 bill, aud that fact made him mad clean through. Not being able to get back at the storekeeper right away, he looked around for an excuse to vent his ill humor on the boy he had contracted to do up. He decided to give him a good licking, to begin with, and after that determined to disclose to him the truth about the kidnapping and turn him adrift ashore to go back to Rockhaven and make matters warm for his faithless guar dian. Before attacking Tom he concluded to put him through a comse of sprouts that would tend to make him sick of the sight of a schooner for the rest of his days. He began operations by ordering the boy to scour one of the anchor flukes. Although Tom knew that this was a useless piece of work, he got busy with the materials that were furnished him for the purpose. The skipper stood over him for a while, chuckling at the purposeless job. Finally he got tired of the fun and fetched the boy a clout alongside the head that felled him to the deck. "You cantankerous young lubber!" he roared, "can't ye shine her up any better'n that?" "You don't expect me to put a shine on that thing, do you?" replied Tom, resentfully, for his tingling head pained him considerably "How dare ye talk back to me, you whelp? I'll have ye keel-hauled if ye open yer face again to me," and he aimed another vicious blow at the boy. Tom hopped aside with all the nimbleness of a monkey, and the skipper, losing his balance, fell over the anchor, s triking his head against the side of it ancl drawing blood. His anger before had only been assumed, but now he was furious in downright earnest. The liquor also went to his head, and when he scrambled to his feet there was blood in his eye, and these danger signals were not lost on Tom, who hastened to get out of the captain's way. That, however, was well-nigh impossible for a landsman like Gilbert. Captain Barnacle looked around for a weapon to llse on the boy and spied a thick piece of stiff tarred rope with a heavy knot at the end. It was a little over a foot long and made a wicked kind of club, all the worse for its elasticity. "You young cub, I'll tickle your hide in a way you won't like!" roared Captain Barnacle, furiously, as he made a dash for his new hand. Tom Gilbert gave one glance at the irate skipper and then s prang overboard. CHAPTER IV. WRECKED. When Tom struck the water he went down out of sight, and the schooner sped on its way, soon leaving him far


CAST ADRIFT. a::;tern, for the skipper would not haul the vessel into the wind and permit a to be lowered to pick the boy up He meant tg_ leavc him to hi s fa tr, rlcterrnining to ::tban don his former resolution and earn the thousand dollars that were still in abeyance One of the crew, however, h

8 CAST .\.DRIFT. on shore, and unless it ,;hifl:; aron nd to another quarter lh'..; bark is liable to rest her keel on something more solid than waler before morning." "Do you mean that we'r e likely lo go ashore?" asked Tom, aghast. "That's just what I do mean," replied Bob, solemnly. "And all hands may be losl ?" "l'm afraid that few of us wql escape if the bark strikes." "As I'm the most useless person aboard thi:; vessel the chances are that I'll be a sure victim," replied Tom, gloomily. "It doesn't follow. You stand as much show as any of U8 if the bark is wrecke

CAST ADRIFT. 9 "It would i.haL ] i docsn'L seem to blow as hard as it did. "The gale is going down. It will probably be 1111 gone by the morning." "I hope so." The water did not come into the passage any more, though the boys COtld hear it beating and splashing outside. "Let's go into the cabin and see if we can strike a light," suggested Bob They easily made their way there. All was dark and silent, save for the muffled noise made by the gale without. Bob hunted around for matches, hut couldn't find any. "Let's take off our wet clothes and get into the mates' bunks," he said. "We are safe enough here, I'll warrant. I'll take the first mate's stateroom on this side, and you can occupy the second mate's on the other side. I'm ready to drop from fatigue and the knocking about I've received." "Same here," replied Tom. Accordingly they took off their soaked clothes, got into the bunks and covered themselves up. Inside 0 five minutes they felt so comfortable that before they knew it they were both fast asleep. While they slumbered day broke, the gale subsided to a fair breeze, and the sun arose in a cloudless sky. It was many hours before either opened his eyes. Tom was the first to do so, and he was astonished and bewildered to find himself where he was . He looked around the small stateroom and out through the open door into the cabin, which was brightly illumi nated by the rays of the sun shining down through the skylight. He thought he must be dreaming until the fearful events of the night came crowding upon his recollection. 'Then he sat up and finally jumped out, all naked as he was, onto the floor. His clothes were strewn upon the deck where he had hastily cast them in the darkneRs. They were still soaking wet and in no shape to put them on, so he wrapped a blanket around him and marched into the cabin. At that moment Bob woke up and saw him through tbe open doorway of his stateroom. "Hello, Tom!" he cried. "How's things?" "Blessed if I know. I've ju,.c;t tumbled out of lll)' bunk. My clothes are too clamp to put on." Bob grabbecl a blanket and joined him. "Not a soul around. I'll bet we're the only oneR on the wreck. Let's look outside." They climbed up on the quarter-deck by the brass-bound stairs in front of the binnacle and looked around. "Gee whiz!" ejaculated Tom. "Everything is gone but the cabin part of the bark, and that's stuck into a hole in the rocks. I wonder if this is part of the shol'e, or some distance from it?" "I give it up," replied Bob, "but we'll find out by and by in climbing to the top of these rocks. The storm iR gone, as I said it would,_ but the sea is still tumbling about below. We'd better bring our clothes up and dry them on the skylight. While the snn is doing its duty we'll take a look into the pantry and see what we can find to eat I don't know how you feel, but I'm mighty hungry.'1 "So am I," replied Tom. They brought their clothes up and spread them about to dry, and then started for the pa ntry. There they found plenty of stuff to eat, including a breaker of water nearly full. After spending half an hour below they returned to the quarter-deck. Their clothes were getting on nicely "Turn them over," said Bob, "and that will help the good work along." In an hour, during which they discussed the situation, they found that their clothes were quite dry, and they put them on. "Now let's see where we are, and what the prospect is of getting away," said Bob, leading the way up the rocks Tom followed and they soon reached a point from which they got a good view of the shore. The line of black, ugly looking rocks on which the bark had struck was seen to be a part of the coast, with a beach extending away in either direction "\\7 e're a pair of R obinson Crusoes," said Bob. "There's noi a house or human being in sight, and we may be fifty miles from any for all we know." "1' this part of New Granada?" asked Tom. "I guess it must be, for we were off that coast when the gale came upon us so suddenly." ".Isn't the shore inhabited?" asked Tom, who. e knowl edge of the coast of South America was exceedingly lirnitcrl. "I've heard that the whole region of New Granada bor dering on tl1e coast is inhabited by a savage tribe of Indians called the Goahiras, ana I'm afraid that'R true, though, of course, I can't swear to it, as I never was here before." "Gee! I hope that we won't meet any of them on our way to civilizntion," said Tom, apprehensively, "for if we did;and they're hostile, our names would be mud, for fair. I dare say i.hC':V' cl kill an cl Real p us.'' might kill us, it is true, but whether they're given to scalping or not I can't say." "It wouldn't make much difference to us after we were cl ea cl." "Don't talk about being dead," replied Bob. "It's bad enough to recall the fate of the officers and crew without going any further. We ought to consider ourselves uncommonly lucky. Look at these rocks all around here. Just see \rhat a remarkable escape we've had. It was one chance in a thousand that this part of the vessel was cast up into this hole. Hntl she struck anywhere else there wouldn't have been a flank left of us, and we shon 1c1 have been food for the fishes "'ith the rest of the people, who WE're probably washed overboard when she struck


1 0 CAST ADRIFT. "It does seem funn y that the bark should have been :fiung in here," admitted Torn. "Looks just as if it was done on purpose. I hop e our luck will con tim1e. That we'll soon find some of th e rcti1)cctable inhabitants of the country who will direct us to a town-" "The worst of it is that neither of us can speak the l an guage of the said Bob "Oh, we can make signs. They'll understand that we're s h ipwrecked Americans." "That's what we'll have to do. We'll have to shift the best way we can." "Shall we make a start right away?" asked Tom "No, we'd betLer till to morrow, for it must be 110011 now. We must make up a couple of bundles of provisions, for we can't tell how. far we may have to waUc before we run across an inhabited spot. You see, we don't know where we are on the coast. We may be a mile or two from a town or village, or we may be fifty miles. It won't do t o take any more chances than we can help." Soon afterward. they rehirned. to the quarter-deck of the bark, and thence made their way to the pantry again, where they broke open a tin of potted meat, and with crackers and a can of preserved peaches enjoyed a capita l meal u nder the circumstances Bob then proposed to ransack the staterooms, especially the captain's, for what might be of use to them T he discovery that gave them great satisfaction, for they felt that they stood in need of protection from the possible appearance of Indians, was the finding of a couple of first class Remington rifles, with plenty of amunition. They also found three revolvers and several boxes of cartri dges They busied themselves for the greater part of the after n oon making up small packages of canned goods, crackers, etc to take with them next morning What with the rifles, ammunition and stores, they folmd t hey had a pretty big load apiece, and even at that they saw they would have to abandon much thai they wished to carry. "We'll start soon after sunrise," said Bob, as they sat at t h e i r ease on the quarter-deck. W hich direction shall we take?" asked Tom. "To the west, of course, for Carthagena lies in that d i r ection "I hope it isn't far off. Hello, what's that?" ejaculated T om, sudden ly, pointing to an floating in toward the rocks "Blessed ii it don't look like a boat!" "It i s a boat," cr ied Bob, springing to his feet CHAPTER VI. .AFL OAT. The two b oys watched the boat as it s lowl y floated toward t h e wreck of the bark. "That b o a t i s going to prove a big p i e .ce of luck ior us," said Bob. "How is that ?1 'l'om. "Why, inslenJ of wn}king ::tlong the shore to Cartllagena, or the nearest town, antl weighing ourselve s down with a load of pa c kages tha t will grow heavier with every mile, be able to go by l>oat and carry several limes as much provisions arnl ilw whole breaker of water whose convey ance has puzzled us so much "That will be fine," exclaimed. Tom, seeing the great advantage the boat was bound to prove to them. "Besides, we'll be able to keep away from any stray Indians that we might run across by land "That's better still," said Torn. "Then, agai11, we'll not be so likely to go astray and get lost," aJdecl Bob. "By keeping a l ong the coast we're bound to hit a port some time "So we are," agreed Tom. "As it is awful hot during the greater part of the day in this l atitude, we can clo most of our rowing at night, ancl haul up in some creek or along i.he Rhore wherever we can find shelter, when the sun Legins to get in its fine work. Now if we ha

CAST ADRIFT. 11 mes s of fish," said Bob. "You can stow them in the compartment under the bows." "I've got another suggestion," said Tom. "What is it?" "That we rig a small mast with a cross-piece to carry a sail. Then when we have a breeze we won't have to :fatigue ourselves with rowing. Besides, we'll need something to shelter us from the sun, anyway, when we are asleep, for we can't count on :finding a shady spot always when we want it." "That's a good plan. I expected to carry a piece of sail cloth along-there is a lot o.f spare canvas in the lazaretto under the cabin-but I didn't think about rigging up a mast. We'll look around and see if we can find a suitable piece of wood to answer the purpose, which we can lash to the center seat and to the narrow plank that fore and aft in the bottom of the boat." A search soon proved that they were up against a prob lem that was not as easily solved aR proposed. There was nothing about the wreck that would in the slightest way answer the purpose, and they had no tools with which to shape a bit of wood. "Let's take a look along the rocks and see if any of the bark's spars have washed up," suggested Tom, at last. Bob agreed that a short search might prove profitable, and so the boys started in opposite directions to look for a small spar or something else that might fill the bill. Tom was fortunate enough to find a broken piece of the bark's spanker gaff He towed it around to the wreck. When Bob returned from an un successfu l quest he showed it to him. "That will be just the thing," said Bob. "I'll get a block out of the lazaretto and attach it to the top of this spar and reeve a line through it. A piece of wood a yard and a half long will answer for a yard to tie one end of the sail to. We'll hook the block to it and thus be able to raise or lower the sail at a moment's notice. We'll have a bang-up little sai lboat when we get everything ship shape." After lifting the broken gaff into the boat they knocked work: for a while, as the heat of the sun was too much for further exertion. "Better take a short snooze in the cabin," said Tom, "for it's too plaguey hot to lounge around even doing nothing." Bob agreed that it was an excellent idea, and so they turned in on the mates' bunks and soon fell asleep. Tom woke at three o'clock and aroused his companion. you feel like eating something?" he asked him. "I think I could stand something in that line," replied Bob with a grin. So they adjourned to the pantry and made a meal off of canned goods, washed down with water diluted with claret. Feeling much refreshed, they decided to begin rigging their mast and sail. This work fell mainly to Bob, who, being a practical sailor, best knew how to manage the matter. In due time it was completed to the satisfaction of both. "That's all to the good," cried Tom, enthusiastically. "They say necessity is the mother of invention, and I guess we've proved the truth of it." "That sail will carry the boat along in a fresh breeze like a duck," said Bob, admiring his own handiwork with great satisfaction "That's right, and save us a lot of hard work. I'm beginning to take a great interest in this coasting trip that's ahead of us," said Tom. "I hope it will prove as interesting as you are looking for, but I have some doubts about it." "What doubts have you got?" "Well, we can't tell now what we may run up again st before we reach Carthagena. I don't know anything about the coast o.f South America. Neither do you. There may be lots of perils lying in wait for us between this place and our destination. The Indians may get us, for one thing, if they have boats to put out after us." "Gee! I hope not. Perhaps we'd better keep well out, as long as the weather holds fair, and not land anywhere along the shore We can stand alternate watch, one steering while the other sleeps." "As long as there's a breeze the Indians never would be able to overtake us. However, I think your suggestion a good one about sticking to the boat. Even if we laid up anywhere along shore we'd have to stand watch, for fear of trouble coming on us unawares." At sundown everything was in shape to begin the trip, so they decided to start without delay. They ate their supper aboard the wreck, a;id then con veyed the balance of the provisions aboard the boat, together with several bottles of claret and one of French brandy. "The Indians, or any one else, are welcome to what they find on the wreck," said Bob, as he tossed a light bundle on top of a pile M canned goods in the bow of the boat. "What's that you've brought down?" asked Tom, regard ing the bundle with some curiosity. "That," laughed Bob, "is something we shall stand in need of if we should meet with some of the winged inhabi tants of the country." "I don't know what you mean?" replied Tom, rather mystified. "I found that in the cap'n's stateroom. It's mosquito netting." "Are there mosquitoes here?" "Are there? I heard the second mate say that they. swarm about all the rivers and such places. He said they could give New Jersey skeeters cards and spades and beat 'em to a standstill." Thus speaking Bob shoved off and seated himself at the rudder, while Tom hoisted the sail and trimmed it to the light breeze. The boat shot away from the wreck and headed westward along t4e coast.


12 CAST ADRIFT. CHAPTER VII. ASTRAY. After passing the line of rocks on which the bark had been wrecked, they found the shore more or lcRs covered with trees and wild vegetation of a brilliant character. They kept about a qliarter of a mile out, the boat skim ming along at a satisfactory rate. With the setting of the sun night came on with a sud denness that might be compared with the gradnally snuffing out of a candle, for there is no twilight in the tropics. The sky, however, was brilliant with stars, which fact relieved the darkness to a considerable extent. '11he boys enjoyed the beginning of their trip immensely. It was a sort of picnic to them, but there were stern realities ahead of them that they dreamed not of. They decided on an alternate watch of two hours each, and cast lots to see which should "Stand the :first one. It fell to Tom, and soon afterward Bob curled upon on the seats, with the soft mosquito netting for a pillow, and was presently fast asleep. As the :first watch began at eight, Tom awoke his companion at ten and was himself aroused at midnight. "The wind has come up pretty fresh," said Bob, "and there's a haze creeping up from the seaward. I should think it might blow harder before your watch is out. If necessary you can take a reef in the sail by lowering it to suit. It may also be well to steer closer inshore, so that we could beach the boat quickly if a heavy squall should come on with the customary suddenness of such blows in these waters. I give you these points because you're not much of a sailor. If things should look skittish call me at once." "All right," responded Tom, and Bob turned in on the seats again. The wind gradually increased and the water roughened a good bit, so that ere long Tom concluded to follow Bob's advice and get nearer to the shore, which before dark had presented the appearance of one long beach. At two o'clock, when Bob came on duty once more, the boat was jumping along under reduced canvas. When the small clock they had brought along indicated four Bob decided not to arouse Tom, for the weather looked nasty enough to require an experienced hand at the helm. He was running the boat close in shore, which now ap peared to be fringed with a dense line of trees, or what Bob took to be trees. The surf, too, was piling up on the beach in a way that promised an unsatisfactory landing if he considered it necessary to attempt it. At half-past four Bob, without knowing it, for he was following the coast line as his guide, steered into one of the three mouths of the river Magdalena, which is second only in size to the Amazon and Orinoco on that part of the continent. ThQre was some sea on the bar, and the first intimation lite young steersman got of iL was whe n llic boat rose smldenly, like one of the Coney I s land flatboats when it strikes the foot of the inclined chu l0s and for a moment he thought their little craft was going to capsize. But it didn't. '11he boat continued on as before, leaving Bob to wonder what he had been up against, for he never dreamed of such a thing as passing a bar. Although the wind blew just as hard as ever, it wasn't so perceptible as the boat sailed farther away from the sea. Bob thought it was going down, and at five called Tom to relieve him. Tom, of course, supposed they were still sailing along the coast, and was amazed to find when the sun came up and day broke with its customary suddenness in that latitude, that the boat was sailing across what appeared to be a good-sized lake. As a matter of fact, it was the :first of many lakes which are formed by the waters of the Magdalena River before it empties into the Caribbean Sea. He hurriedly aroused his companion. "Say, old man," he asked in a perplexed tone, "where have we got to anyway? This isn't the seacoast by a long chalk." "Wby, no," replied Bob, equally mystified, "this looks 1 ike a lake." "That's what it is," nodded Tom. "We sailed into it during the night. I suppose we'd better turn 11.round and sail out again.". They were skimming along close to the eastern shore which was fringed with a broad belt of mangrove trees standing on numberless branching roots which extended far into the water. So dense and tall were these trees that the view beyond them was completely shut out. "We'll douse the sail and have breakfast :first," replied Bob. The weather was fine n.gain, and the wind dropped quickly to a soft breeze while they were disposing of their morning meaL The tide was flowing up the river and the boat was borne further and further up the lake. "I'm afraid we shan't have the breeze with us much longer," said Bob, when they had nnished breakfast. "In which case I don't think it will pay to pull all the way back to the coast under the broiling sun. It looks as if we'll have to remain here for the better part of the day." "Well, it's a good thing we came by boat, for had we walked, as we expected to have to do, how the deuce should we ever have been able to cross this lake, which seems to be the continuation 0 another body of water above?" "You've got me, Tom. We'd have been in a bad hole." "I should say we would. This isn't going to be such a pleasure jaunt as I fancied it would be. I'd like to know where we are, anyway. It appears to be a wild and unin habited region."


CAST ADRIFT. 13 The words were hardly oul 0 h\s rnoulh before the the longest in South Didn't you know that?" in morning air echoed. wilh the crack of a rifle. some R mprise, as he stepepd down to the edge of the water. "Hello Are 1.he Indians shooting al us," adtled Torn, "No.1 We know very lilile more than that we believe this with someth ing like a gasp, for the unexpecledncss 0 the is the coast of New Granada replied Tom, "and that we shot quite took away their breath s expecL 1.o find the pOl't of Carthagcna somewhere along lhe 'l'hey bolh looked in the direction o[ llic sound; and coast." saw a white man; in modern suddenly appear "Carthagena is seventy-five miles from here as the on a point of ihe shore and gaze at them. crow flies, and probably fifty more by water. How is it you He his with the gun above his head. to I arc in .that boat, which to be f?r an attract thell' attention. cxplonng lnp, ancl yet you do not know that this IS the They also heard a. faint "halloa !" Ri vcr !'" "I believe he's calling to us," said Tom. "l le isn't an "That's rasily explained," answered Tom. "We are the Indian, 1 '11 swear. 8hall WC head in shore i"' only Sllf\'ivors or the American bark Albatross, Captain "Yes," replied. Bob. Seymour, hournl from Boston to Carthagena, which was "Ile must live in this neighborhood, and will be able wrecked on the roc:ks thrre nights ago at some point along to post u s as to our whcrcabouti:;. That shout seemed more the coast 1.o the eastward. The vessel was driven stern on like English than Spanish or Portuguese. I hope he'll into a hole in the rocks, and went to pieces except the prove to be a friend in need." cabin section, where we were thrown by the shock. The By this time the wind had died completely away, so they officers and crew must have been lost overboard, for not a pull ed down the sail about half way, tied the yard in that sign of one of them did "c sec in the morning, nor up to position to the mast and then stretched the canvas over the moment we left the wreck last night just before sun tbe rear half of the boat as an awning, attaching the end down. We expected to follow the coast westward, but someto two pieces of wood they had nailed on either side of how in the darkness we sailed in here, and so here we are." the rudder for the purpose. "Well, it's mighty lucky for me that you came in here," Then they got out the oars and pulled toward the spit of said the stranger land on which the stranger stood, waiting for them. "How's that?" asked Tom. Ile was a stalwart man of fine physique, clad in a suit of "I came down the river in my boat, looking for deer--" soiled duck, with a broad-brimmed straw hat on his bead. began the man. His face, which was a pleasant one, stamped with frank"Deer!" exclaimed Tom, in wonder. "Do you mean to ness and honesty, was sunburned to the color of mahogany. say there's deer here?" The rifle be held in bis hand.was a modern repeating "Yes, lots of them. There are jaguars and boa conweapon, and the butt of a heavy revolver stuck out of a strictors, not to speak of sharks and alligators in fhe water." kind of hunting-belt. "I don't fancy those things for a cent," said Tom. He stood leaning on the gun while be watched the ap"You are not the only one that objects to their presproach of the boat, and the boys, as they plied their oars, ence, young man. As I was saying, I came clown the river wondered who he WU-$, and where he lived, for there :were before daylight this morning to shoot a deer or two, for no signs of civilization in that neighborhood as far as my family and helpers woulcl welcome a dish of fresh they could see. venison. Unfortunately my boat ran on a sharp rock not CHAPTER VIII. AN ODD MEETING. The stranger addressed them in Spanish as they got close in to the s helving piece of shore. As they did not lmderstand a word he said they could not answer him. Tom, however, turned around and shook his head. "We're Americans," he said, "can't you talk English?" "Of course I can," said the stranger, heartily, while a pleased smile came over his cpuntenance. "I'm an American myself; b11t I did not dream of meeting a couple of my countrymen, and boys at that, here on the banks of the Magdalena." far from here, pitching me into the water and sinking im I swam ashore with my rifle, counting myself lucky to escape the jaws of an alligator. It was clear to me that I would have to make my way borne by land, by a hazardous and roundabout course, which would expose me to capture by some stray band of Goahiras, or to the atta(;K of a jaguar or an anaconda at some unguarded moment. While I was consiclering the perils ot my position I caught sight of you and your boat. Your appearance was a god send to me, and I instantly discharged my rifle to attract your attention, and then ran down here and showed myself." "Then, I suppose you wish us to take you aboard and carry you home?" said Tom. "I should consider it a Christian act as well as a great favor," replied the stranger. "\Yell, yon can count on us to ao the best we can for you, sir," replied Gilbert, cheerfully. "We woulcln't be such savages as to refuse to help you out of your tro;ihlt?. "Ii:; this called Magdalena Lake?" "Magdalena Lake! No; its Magdalena River i one of How far up the river do you live?"


l4 CAST ADRIFT. "About eight miles. Let me introduce myself. My name is John Sterling. r'was born in Brattleboro, Vermont. I came to South America something like eighteen years ago. I took a fancy to the wilds of New Granada, and went to work for an American who had married the daughter of a Spanish hidalgo, and had settled out here near the banks of the Magdalena. I fell in love with his only daughter and married her. A few years since my father-in-law moved with the rest of his family to Oarthagena, leaving me in full possession of his property, which now belongs to my wife. Lately, however, I have been thinking of aban doning it and going to that town myself, as the Goahiras, who have not bothered this particular section for some years, have been reported as on the warpath for white scalps and plunder. I don't relish the idea of myself and family falling victims to them. Our house is very well protected, it is true, a'nd I have no fear that I and my men coulcl stand off any small stray band of the Indians, but if it came to several hundred of those savage rascals descend ing upon us in a body, the case would become serious. Now that I have told you about myself, I should be glad to have you boys introduce yourselves, for it is a great pleas ure for me to meet r a couple of real Americans out in this unfrequented region." "1\fy name is Tom Gilbert, and my companion is Bob Lawrence. I hail from Rockhaven, a small village on the coast of Massachusetts, to the east of Boston. I am an orphan, and though I lived with a man who said he was my legal guardian, I worked for him like a sla .ve, and all I got for it was my support, such as it was. Practically, I am at this mome11t cast adrift on the world, and conse quently my own boss. Now, Bob, it's your turn to go into details." Bob grinned and said he was raised in New York. That his father died when he was quite young, and his mother married a man who made life miserable for him to such an extent that he finally ran away to sea, and had been working aboard various craft during the last three years. "I guess that's about all, and not very interesting at that," he concluded. "Now, Mr. Sterling," said Tom, "if you'll step into the boat we'll put off and row you, by easy stages, up the river. You can't expect us to make fast time, as we're not used to this roasting climate." "I don't expect you to do any rowing at all. I'll manipu late the oars myself, as I am taking you out of your way. Howewr, I hope to persuade you to pass a week at least with us at our place, and I'll try to make things ini.erest fog for yot1. After that I'll furnish you with mules and an escort overland to Oarthagena, which will. save you all the risk and trouble of going by water along the coast." "You are very kind, sir," replied Torn, de1ig1ited at the prospect that Mr. Sterling's words opened up before them. "I think that will suit Bob ind me immensely." "Consider that settled, then," said Mr. Sterling, the oars in the water and beginning to pull a strong, steady stroke. At that moment an enormous alligator pushed his snout out of the water within a yard of the boat. "Great Scott! Look at that fellow, Bob!" cried Tom, pointing. "He's a corker for fair," nodded Bob, grabbing up the can they had emptied of potted meat for their breakfast tlrnt morning and shying it at the saurian's nose. The alligator opened his enormous mouth, showing a glittering array of teeth, and snapped in the can like a flash. "I hope he'll enjoy that morsel," laughed Bob, looking around for something else to throw. "I've a great mind to take a shot at him," said Tom, grabbing up his rifle. "The only vulnerable part is his eye, or down his throat," said Mr. Sterling. The alligator, as thou;sh he had heard and understood this reference to himself, sank out of sight, leaving only a widening ripple behind to show where he had been. "Are there many of his size around here?" asked Tom. "Are they?" laughed Mr. Sterling. "A few thousand, more or less." "Do they attack a person without provocation?" "We11, rather,'' replied the gentleman, drily. "It is very (langerous even to draw water from the river above here, wher e tbe water is fresh. Scarc1y a year -passes in a nei g hborhood frequented by them that several native \rnmen arc not destroyed while filling their pitchers with wate1. The crafty saurians will dart out of the water, seize its victim by the exposed arm and drag her into the water. Themit's all up with her." "Gee whiz!" gasped Tom. "I always had an idea that they were dead slow in their movements, on land at any rate, on account of tl1eir unwieldy shapes." "Unc1er ordinary circumstances they do move with the slowness of a salamander; but when excited, either by rage or hunger, they dart forward toward the object at which they aim with extraordinary quickness. It never pays t:i take any chances with them. As for bathing anywhere in the river it is much as your life is worth to risk it." "Then I'd rather be excused from taking a swim," re plied Tom, with a grimace. Thus they passed away the time, while Mr. Sterling, who seemed accustomed to continuous exertion in the intense heat, worked with a steady and powerful stroke at the oars, pausing only at intervals to rest himself. Inside of a couple of hours they came in sight of a small landing place, toward which the rower directed his course. This place was near the head of the second lake, and through the tropical foliage the boys caught sight of sev eral small dwellings, and finally a substantial building of two stories perched upon a small hillock commanding a good view of the lake. "Yonder is where I live," said Mr. Sterling, after a


CAST 15 glance over his shoulder. "Welcome, my lads, to Rterli11g Castle." CHAPTER IX. "CASTLE STERLING. As they drew near to the landing, the boys saw i.wo or three native women peering at them through the trees A white man, a native of the country, came down on the wharf and gazed at the approaching boat in some surprise. Visitors by water seemed i.o be something out of the ordinary run of events "That's Pedro Consalvo, my overseer," said Mr. Ster ling. "He is rather astonisheu, I guess, io see me aboard a strange boat, with a coup l e of passengers new to the district. We don't often have visitors." The speaker drew in his oar:; and allowed the little craft to slip up to the wharf, where its bow was caught by Pedro, who pulled the painte1 out and made it fast to a ring-boll in a post. A brief in Spanish ensued between Mr. Sterling and his overseer after he stepped out of the boat. Then he motioned to the boys to disembark, and introduced them to his employee. This forma lity over, they left the craft to the care of Pedro and walked up the inclined ground, through a dense foliage, toward the house 1\Ir. Sterling employed hal. f a dozen white hands, ex clusive of the overseer, and also gave work to three score of natives, male and female, who lived together in a bunch of huts. The big house was divided into two sections, one for the family and one for Pedro and the white men. The boys could only see the upper half of the seoond story as they drew near, for it was complete l y surrom1ded by a stout stockade, as a defence against an attack by the Indians. Three years had gone by since this little colony had been last disturbed by the Goahiras The rascals hacl attempted a night surprise, but though 100 participated in the assault they were so roughly mdled the defenders that they retired with nsiderable loss, and had since then given the place a wide rth. The chief cal1se of their defeat was that they were known be in the neighborhood and preparing for the attack, r Mr. Sterling, like his father-in law before him, never )k any chances, but always kept half a dozen of the tives in his employ always scouring the country round : rnt on the lookout for the appearance of the enemy These natives were expert sleuths in their line of busi ;s, and it was almost impossible for any band of Indians get within :five miles of the Sterling Castle without their j ence b e ing UiSCOYerec1 ana the news Carried to head trters with the swiftness of the wind. )f late, however, word had been sent in from outlying plantations or a general uprising of the Goahiras agai n st whites ancl blacks alike A band of 600 or mnre had burned an

16 CAsrr ADRIFT. tella and the oth e r chiluren rc garuccl their father won deringly. "Yes; it is quite possible that I might never have returned but for them." Alarm at once showed itself on the lady's features. "Dearest," she said, "is it the Indians--" "Oh, no; something altogether different," replied Mr, Sterling, who then recounted the mishap he had met with that morning in his deer-hunting expedition. The senora and her children knew that that section of the river where the husband and father had been caught at a disadvantage was the most dangerous of any in that vicinity, though barely eight miles from home as the crow flies. To return to the "castle" from that spot he would have been compelled to have threaded many miles of a trackless forest infested with j a.guars, boa constrictors, and other venomous creatures, that would have proved a constant menace to him. The senora immediately began to thank the boys for the service tlrny had rendered her husband. "You needn't thank us, ma'am," said Tom. "It was ju s t pure luck that brought us to the spot where Mr. Ster ling was, and we couldn't do less than take him off when he requested us to. Nobody but a selfish hog would have refused." Nevertheless, the senora was grateful to the boys, and determined to do all in her power to make their stay at the caBtle pleasant. Estella seemed to prefer Tom's society to that 0 Bob's, and probably the lad was considerably flattered by her preference; but though quite sensible of her girlish loveli ness, he could not forget the picture in his mind's eye of Fanny Gibbs kneeling on the plateau of the Rockhaven cliff, with her arms outstretched to him as Captain Barnacle and his two sailors bore him out to the schooner. Neither cou1d he forget her song that night, -the words of which he had heard her utter till she shrieked for her father. 1 He knew that Fanny loved him, and that he loved Fanny, therefore the charms 0 another girl, -even more lovely, did not easily swerve him from his allegiance to the girl he had left behind him. CHAPTER X. PREPARING TO RECEIVE THE ENE.MY. Binner was served about one o'clock in a..big room on the g round floor, and the boys enjoyed the many good things sQt before them. Ater the meal, Mr. Sterling showed his young guests over his plantation, told them what crops he raised, and explain e d how the work was carried on. The boys spent the rest 0 the lounging around t.he enc losure and talking to Estella, whom they found to be an interesting and intelligent girl. About sum1own supp e r war; announ c rtl, and the family and tlie lads sat down to partake of it. The conversation turned upon the pos sibility of a vi sit from the Goahiras in sufficient force to make thing s un pleasant for the plantation and Castle Sterling. One of the inside scouts had come in a little while before and reported that he was sure he had seen an Indian glid ing through the woods three miles south of the plantation that afternoon. Mr. Sterling seemed to think the native had been mis taken, though he asserted the fact with considerable em phasis. The appearance of a single Indian would indicate the presence of a considerable number of the rascals in the neighborhood, and that fact could scarcely escape the notice of the outer line of scouts, one of whom would surely have hastened to report the news. "If the Indians are on the warpath, as you say," s aid Tom, "do you think that they are likely to attack this place?" "I shouldn't be surprised if they made it their busine s s to come this way, for they owe us a grudge for their defe a t three years ago. Unless they should appear in uncom monly large numbers I don't t11ink they would g ain much for we are well prepared to receive them. I have a small armory of magazine rifles and heavy caliber revolver s in the house, and an abundant supply of ammunition. In ad dition, I have a small elc1 piece and a quantity of lan grage that would make matters exceedingly intere s ting for them at close quarters. Shoulcl, they invest the place with the view of starving us out, they would hardly succeed, a s I have provisions enough stored inside this ho11se to feed all hands for a month. As for water, an underground passage connects with a natural spring in an adjacent thicket. Altogether I have taken every precaution to en sure Bafety and provide against surprise," said Mr. Ste rling. "Well, if they should come while Bob and I are here you can count on us to help you out. Did your overse e r bring our rifles up?" "Yes. They are standing in the passage, with the bag s of ammunition." I "Your stockade looks strong enough to stand off a swell army of Indians," saiQ. Tom. "Yes. It's a formidable barrier, bnt not whol1y effective against a very large force. Half an hour, or even less, however, would to transform this buildin g into a fortress. I have barricades for all the windows and out e r doors stored in an outhouse. At that moment the overseer appeared in the doorway and beckoned to Mr. Sterling, who arose from hi s s e at and went to see what he wanted. "Two of our scouts have j11st come in with the :pe w s that a large body 0 the Goabiras, four or five hundred at least, are camped along the river, nine mile s to the south of this place," said Pedro, in Spanish. "Our men as certained that an attack on us is to be made during the early morning hours, the Indians hoping to take us by


C.\NT ADRU'T. :-;urpri: ,t', carry tlw :-;lnl kntlP in g d o w n wii Ii a ll in it." by :-;(orm, 11rn1 bnrn ihc build-oi these .fcllowR I'c1 like to help give them all that's eoflll-That was i11formation, trn 1y, and distmbed Mr. Ste rling not u, little. Four or .five hundred Indiam was a formidable bunch to contend with, especially a many of the Goahiras were provided with Mauser rifles, and knew how to use them The male defenders, all told, amounted to eight white men, the two boys, and twenty native workers, including the scout s three of whom were still outside on the lookout. The stockade, or outer line of defence, was eighteen feet high, built of stout logs, firmly planted in the earth, two rows deep, with a barbed wire running along on top, and two rows of it, a yard apart, along the sides. Oasemated loopholes were cut in the logs at intervals of a yard, the outer opening being just large enough to ac commodate the barrel of a rifle and leave space enough above to take a sight. A deep six-foot i.rench extended all around the stockade, except in front of the big gate, which was extraordinary stout and provided with a port-hole, protcctcc1 by an iron trap that work<'d up and down in groov<'R. through which the field piece covered the approach in that dirC'ction. The house itseU, or citadel as it might b<' called, was built of stone, and when its openings were barricaded was capable of strong resistance to an attacking force. Its only real weakness was the encircling-covered ver anda, which would offer climbing facilities to the second story. The roof was parapetted, and commanded approach from all directions. Mr. Sterling, after a moment's consideration issued di rections to Pedro, and i.he overseer left the building to at tend to them. The gentleman of the house then returned to the table to finish his supper. His wife saw by his manner that he had received un pl e a sant news, ancl R he a;:ked what the overseer had called him outside for. In order not to alarm his wife and children. Mr. Ster ling concealed the real Reriol1sness of the Rituation, merely intim ating that a force of the enemy had been diseovert\Cl within a few mile s of the place, ancl that to be on the safe side he p'ropoRed to take every precaution against an un exp<'c ted att,ack. "Do you really believe that the Indians will make an attack to-night?" asked 'I'om. "It i s not unlikely." "If they do I guess you will be prepared to give them a warm reception. I don't know whether there's fighting blood in me or not but somehow I think T shouk1 like nothing better than getting into a scrap with those Goa hiras, who cannot mind ihrir own business and leave peace able people alone." "A scrap of that kind would suit me too." chippe

OAST ADRIFT. 'fhe big gate was closed an

CAST ADRIFT. They understood and said so. The field-piece, being now all ready, was pushed almost against the frap, and then Pedro applied his eye to a peep hole to watch for the appearance of the foe. From his post on the roof, Mr. Sterling caught the first sight of the enemy. They issued from the woods in great numbers, one sec tion of them closing in on the huts deserted by the natives, while the main body came toward the stockade, aiming to begin their attack from the front, where they knew the gate to be facing a soli.d path. Evidently they were aware that the stockade on the sides presented difficulties not easily to be overcome. They had no knowledge that the castle was defended by a cannon ready to cauy death and dismay into their ranks." The huts were surrounded, but the attack on them was delayed until the main body started to charge on the gate. The defenders gave no intimation that they were on the watch with their rifles ready to open a destructive fire. All waited for Mr. Sterling on the roof to give the signal with a rifle shot. "They're coming on," said Pedro to the boys. "Take a look." Each in turn applied his eye to the peep-hole, and their blood quickened with suppressed excitement as they saw the crowd of Indians thicken, forty yards away, ancl then begin their adv:mce on the gate as silent as so many ghosts. "There'll be something doing in a moment," Bob whis pered to Tom. "You bet there will," was 1-he reply. "They won't know what struck them when this gun goes off." "It would be a fine thing if it would make them go off, too." "No such luck; until we beat them off." Quickly the Indians advanced in a bunch toward the gate, each more eager than his companion to be the first over the top of the stockade. They presented a fine target for the cannon. Pedro motioned Bob to be ready to raise the trap, anc1 then stood with his eye at the hole. ,,. The Imlians now came forward with a rush, and Pedro sprang to the gnu. Crack! The single report of Sterling's rifle awoke the echoes of the night air. As if this was a signa l to the enemy, a tremendous blood curdling yell burst from hundrecJs of their throats, shat tering the silence of the night. It was drownecl by the simultaneous discharge of the cannon auc1 four-and-twenty rifle shots from the stockade. The Goahiras were ta ken completely by surprise. The sweeping charge of iron tore their onward rush to pieces, and those who escapecl fell back in paralyzed dismay. At the same time the Indians who had pounced upon the huts uttered shrieks of disappointment on fj.nding them all empty. During the confusion that ensued the defenders maintained a continuous and murderous fire into their ranks, while Pedro and the two boys sponged out the cannon ancl reloaded it. The din outside now was tremendous. The whole plan of the Inclians' attack hacl been upset, and it was some minutes before they renewed their attack . Then the main body came on again for the gate. They were greeted by another volley of old iron an

2 0 CAST ADRIFT. "Perhaps I woulo, but what good would it do?" "Here they come again," warned Pedro. Two or three hundred o.f the rascals came dashing to wards the gate anc1 ditch as well. Evidently they intended to get over in spite of the gun. Up went the trap, out went the muzzle of the field-piece and then Pedro pulled the lanyaril. The roar of the cannon mingled with the infernal yell ing of the Indians. Dozens of them went down that. time, bnl the Goahiras were only checked for a moment this time. While the boys were cleaning out and loading the gun they reached the gate and piled into the ditch, climbing on one another's shoulders ancl grasping at the lop o.f the stockade. Their hands and bodies were torn by the barbed wire, a species of defence they had not expected to meet with. The attack on the stockade was simultaneous on all sides, but the height of the wall, from the bottom of the ditch, and the barbed wire, bothered them tremendously. The defenders deserted the loop-holes and sought the shelter of the veranda, ready to pick off the Indians as their heads appearea above the wall. The shooting of arrows over the wall had stopped, the whole energies of the attacking party concentrating itself in a desperate effort to storm the whole line of stockade. If they were successful, not only the cannon but the entire courtyard would have to be abandoned and the de fence centered in the citadel. Whether Pedro and his gallant young assistants would be able to make good their retreat before they were cut off was a problem Sterling, however, had given orders to his men to cover their retreat at all hazards, and consequently a third of the marksmen gathered at that end of the house. Dozens of the Indians reached the top of the wall, but so hampered were they by the wire on top as well as that around the sides that they could not move fast enough to avoid the bullets of the marksmen on the veranda, who picked them off as would crows on a rail fence. Pedro, Tom and Bob continued to work like beavers at the gun, which, owing to the rapidity with which it was discharged, grew too hot for safety, and the overseer had to ca 11 a halt. They seized their rifles and rejoined the others on the Yeranda, carrying the box of powder-bags with them. "This puts me in mind of a picture I saw once of a wild weRt fort attacked by Indians," said Tom, with his eye trn ined on the top of the gate. Bob didn't answer. ne raised his rifle suddenly to bis shoulder anc1 blazed away at a Goahira who hac1 slipped over the clead body of a that lay across the wall ancl lanclecl in the courtyard. The rascal threw up his hands, staggered several yards and then fell on his face. "I settled that chap's hash, bet your li.fc," saicl Bob, looking for another viclim. "We must have killed and wounded a lot of those iellowt> by this time," said Tom. "I'll bet we cleaned up over a hundred at the gate alone." "More than that," asserted Bob. "Gee whiz! There's six on the gale now. Work livcly, Tom." Rapid spurts of flame illuminated the darkness as half a dozen rifles were turned on the Indians. Now that the cannon had ccas.13d clearing the path, the gate was the weak spot in the line of defence, and the Goahiras were quick to take a.dvantage of the fact. They began coming over the gate in increasing numbers, but every one met his fa le 011 top and either tumbled back on his fellows or down beside the cannon on the.inside. "My rifle is getting hot, too," said Tom. "H those rascals keep this up they're bound to get in in spite of everything we can do to prevent them. One would think there were millions of them outside." "There's a whole lot, all right," replied Bob. Fresh rifles were passed around to the defenders every little while, so that their fire was kept up unchecked. Tom, for the :first time, noticed that several of the native women were on the veranda, too, :firing away to beat the band The :fight had now lasted half an hour, and was a thor oughly desperate and stubborn affray. There was every evidence that the enemy had suffered terribly, for few bullets of the defenders were thrown away. Thir aim was too accurate and the distance too short to permit them to miss their targets. Every Indian, when he appeared at the top of the stock ade, was outlined against the star-lit sky, and he made an excellent mark. So fierce and desperate was the attacking party that tbc3 seemed to think nothing of throwing their lives away in the chance of getting into the stockacle. A few got clear over the gall\ lml they were shot down like sheep instantly aflerwarc1. The carnage around the gale waR Romcthing fearful, and still the Indians came on, hoping to prevail through sheer force of numbers. At last Pedro called to Tom and Bob to go back to the gun. This was a. perilous nnclertaking now, arnl was growing worse every moment. For a moment the boy,; hesitated, for il seemed like sure cleath to them, bui when Pedro .c;tarted off alone they fol lowed him at once. When they reachco the gate several c1ark forms dropped down upon them, but fortunately they were either deacl or badly wounded men. The overseer tnrned his attention to the gun. Tom and Bob were now so thoroughly worked up by the excitement ancl Rtrain of the desperate battle for life that they no longer thought of the perils of their position.


CAST ADRIFT. tf' They had reachecl 1.hat slagc lhal makes heroes even of comparative cowards in battle. If bullets had rained about their heads they would not have turned a hair. While Pedro was yanking the dead bodies away from the gun the boys reloaded it. When the trap was raised and 1.he muzzle of the piece was pushed through the hole it struck a savage on the outside. Before he knew what had hit him, he and scores of his companions were blown away like so much chaff by the first discharge. Several yards df the path was cleared of the assailants and brought the assault on the gate to a momentary halt. It was soon renewed with greater fury than ever, but once again the gun poured its terrible load of bolts and old iron into the crowded ranks and upset the calculations of the attacking party. Many of the Goahiras had gone to their death since the attack commenced, but more still remained, thirsting for vengeance. Inside of ten minutes, in spite of all they could do, they weretdriven from the path, and the grand attack was called off for the time being. The vanquished Indians retired to the shelter of the woods to recover from the awful handling they had re ceived. It was probable that they began to suspect that a body of soldiers from Carthagena had reinforced the small gar rison of the castle, and perhaps they began to doubt whether they could capture the stockade at all. CHAPTER XIII. BOB'S CLOSE CALL. The cessation of the battle was hailed as a blessed relief by the little band of defenders, whose arms were growing numb from the continuous discharge of their rifles. The deafening uproar was now succeeded by a silence un.:. broken save by the cries of the wounded in the trenches at the base of the stockade. Sterling took an inventory of the on his side and found that only three of his people had been wounded by arrows. Hot chocolate was soon passed around among the smoke and powder begrimed men by the native women. Forty dead bodies were counted inside the stockade, where they had fallen from the walls. While the men rested with fresh rifles, by their side a sharp watch against a renewal of the assault was kept on the roof of the citadel. Tom and Bob were a sight to behold when they came upon the veranda alter Lhe attack had ceased. Their faces anc1 hands were as black as negroes, and rills of perspiration made fantastic channels through the grime. Sterling seized each of the boys by the hand. "You have acted like heroes, my lads. Indeed, your work, with Pedro's, at the gun has probably done more than anything else to defeat the enemy. You three bore the brunt of the batlle, were in the greatest danger at all times, and you've labored like Trojan s You are entitled to the thanks and gratitude of every soul within the s tockade, and i.f we are so .fortunate as to win out in the end you shall noL go unrewarded, I assure you." "We don't want any reward," replied Tom, stoutly. "We have cmly done our duty, and that's what was expected of every one here in the face of so grave a peril." "That's right," nodded Bob. "No reward for us, bet your boots!" "My brave lads, I never before felt so proud of the fact that I am an American as I do at this moment. I see in you the spirit that animates all my countrymen. It is the same spirit that won the glorious independence of the United States and walloped Mexico to a standstill. Blood will tell every time. We may have been fighting merely Indians, but a more desperate and determined assault than that through which we have just passed could hardly have been made by the trained veterans of many battles." "It was pretty fierce," admitted Tom. "And I suppose we're not yet out of the woods." "No. The attack may be resumed at any moment. The enemy are taking a breathing spell. I fear they are mutter ing vengeance against us for the carnage we have inflicted on them. Had I double my present force here I should have little fear of the ultimate result, but as it is I am much encouraged by the showing we have made, as well as the effectiveness of the stockade. That barbed wire has no doubt really been our salvation. That and the field gun. They were cheap investments in the light of results." Mr. Sterling walked away, leaving the boys together. "Jerusalem But we've had a hot in the old stockade to-night, bet your life!" grinned Bob. "I'll bet we have. .we ought to have our photographs taken. If I look anything like you I must be a peach." "If I had your face I'd go and souse it in a. bucket," replied Bob. "I don't believe my face is any worse than yours, for you couldn't be much blacker." "Well, there isn't any use washing up yet. We may have to go back to the gun at any moment." The fight, however, was not renewed. Whether the enemy had given up the attempt to cap ture the stockade and. had retired from the neighborhood, or were concealed in the dense wood to the west, the watcher on the roof of the main building could not tell. There was no relaxation of alertness on the part of the defenders, notwithstanding the absence of all signs indicat ing the presence of the enemy. They did not propose to be caught off their guard. Shortly before sunrise two of the scouts were sent out to reconnoiter. One of them returned an hour later with word that the Goahiras had returned to their camp nine miles up the river and that they seemed to be badly demoralized.


CAS T A DRIFT. This news was greeted by the wearied little garrison with grea t sat i sfaction Sterling on1ered the gate to be opened anc1 the bodies ling about the enclosure to be carried dow;u to the river a n 1 thrown into the water. Thi s p r oceeding soon attracted the notice 0 every alli g ator in the vicinity Tom and Bob lent a hand in getting rid 0 the corpses, though they couldn't avoid a shudder every time they ap P"Oached the l anding place, when. they saw the alligators d1trting forward to seize each fresh morsel as it was clumped o verboard After the stockade was cleared 0 the cleacl, and the dozen o dd bodies had been rem6vecl from the top 0 the walls, the more horrible task 0 getting ricl 0 some bodies outside, many 0 them in a terribly mangled shape from the bits of iron that had torn thei r flesh in every imaginable way, was lmdertakcn. The alligators in that neighborhood were ere long sa tiated and the splash of a body in the river met with no responsive splash from a saurian's tail, so that tbe corpses floated down with the tide, to be devoured l ater on by other alligators Neither Tom nor Bob took part in the work of moving the dead Indians from the trenches and space in front of the g a te They had had quite enough of that kind of exercise to satis f y them They were glad to monopolize a couple of pails of water a n d some common laundry soap which, together with a coarse towel, soon removed all traces of the smoke and powcler grime from their persons A ll the barricades were removed from the doors and w i ndows, and the boys were called to breakfast things looked pretty much as they were the clay before. sharp watch was maintained by the scout s on the enemy's camp, anc1 late in the afternoon word 1ras brought in that the wliole crowd of Goahiras had departed south ward. The clay was devoted to rest and sleep Soon after the intelligence came that the enemy was t aking themselves off, the natives and their families re turned to their huts and put them in order again Tom and Bob were, with Pedro, regarded by all as the rea l heroes of the fight, and Senora Sterling, her husband ancl the i r chilc'lren, could not do enough for the brave lads. "We are having the time of our lives here, old 'man," said Tom to Bob, on the second day after the night battle. T hat's what we are," grinned Bob. When i t 's time for us to go I'm afraid we will fee l h omesick, for there's nothing ahead of us that I see but h a r d work to make our way in the worl d I want to get back to Rockhaven for two reaso n s "What are they?" "I am anxious to see my particu lar friend, Fanny Gibbs, again, and I want to get back at Captain Barnacle, of the fis h ing schooner Mary Ellen, for kidnapping me from the village He didn't gain anything by it, but he has put me to a l ot of trouble and worriment, and deserves to be punished." The boys, having learned that there was excellent bid shooting along the western shore of the lower lake, de termined to take their boat and go there for a morning' s sport It was from the eastern, or forest side of this lake, that they had Mr. Sterling 'l'hey had no wish to penetrate the jungle over there for the deer that lived in its fastnesses, on account of the chances of meeting with a jaguar or boa constrictor, some of which were uncommon l y large, and all particularly dangerous. Accordingly, having announced their intention the night before, and being provided with a light breakfast of fried eggs, plantains, tropical fruits and a bowl of thick choco late, they i;:tartcd, with the help of the tide and a light breeze, soon alter sunrise. The eight miles that intervened between the p l antation and the lower lake was soon covered, and the boat was presently among the reeds of the western shore. As they had brought a substantial lunch they were in no hurry to get back to the castle. There was one thing they had to guard against and that was the aUigaton:. shot at several to no purpose and finally foun d a good landing place Bob was first to land He took the painter and tied it to a small tree. Then he walked slowly away, expecting Tom to follow him. Suddenly there was a rustling noise through the bushes near the wa.Ler's edge and an enormous alligator shot into view, making directly for Bob. Its back was bent and it appeared higher than usual on its legR, presenting a truly formidable and rather terrify ing appearance, especial l y at such close quarters Bob was taken by surprise, ancl for a moment stood stock still, gazing at the wickefl-l ooking saurian as if fascinated. Then he let out a yell that attracted Tom's attention, and started to nm. His foot, however,. slipped and down he wont on all fours. Before he could scramble to his feet the huge alligator was upon him, with widely distended jaws, and his fate seemed surely to be sealed, for there wasn't a particle of chance of the boy avoiding the scal y monster. Tom, however, was equal to the occasion He gra.bbed up his rifle, cocked it, and fired full at the a ll igat o r's jaw. CHA PTER XIV. WHA'r T<;JM GILBERT DISCOVERED IN THE OLD WRECK. The ball went down the creature's throat and he stopped, with his great within a foot of Bob's body.


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24 CA.WI' ADRIFT. !. prove to be very valuable. I'll giYc you half of what the heavy box contains, or a third of what both contain. Take your choiCe." "That's fair enough. I'll take half of the heavy box because I imagine that 'it might be the cap'n's money box." "It's a go. Help me get them into the boat." It took both of them to convey the heavy box upon deck md into the boat. Tom returned alone for the lighter box which he found Tom sent one of the women clown to the boat to results of their day's sport, and it was soon on exhibit'io before the her daughter, and the other children . The boxes were curried on to the veranda for Mr. Sterling to look at when he came in from the fields, after which the boys proposed to break them open. CHAPTER XV. WH.A.T THE TWO BOXES CONTAINED. he could carry under his arm. Mr. Sterling appeared just before sundown. As there was nothing else of interest about the wreck they "Well, my lads," he said, as soon as he spied Tom and shoved off and headed up the lake toward the narrow pass-Bob under the tree talking with Estella and the children, age which communicated with the lake beyond, at the head "did you have a good time?" of which stood the plantation. ''I bet you we did," spoke up Bob. The tide was in their favor now and the wind was fairly "What did you bag?" strong and favorable. They told him. They made a quick run and reached the landing about "You ought to have shot a deer. They make fine eating." four o'clock. "Bob wounded a monkey." Tom carried the light box up to the house and showed it _Then To1:1 narrated his companion's ticklish experience to the senora and Estella who were sitting under a tree. with the alligator. "I found that and an'other like it, only heavier, on an "You are a very lucky boy, Lawrence," the gentleman old wreck down in the lower lake" he said. said. "If your friend had missed a vulnerable P.pot yon "It looks as if it might contain of value" said would have been dragged into the water and eaten in short the lady of the house. "I'll have one of my clean order. I guess you're willing to admit now that the alli it for you." gators are quicker on their legs even on land than you supposed" "'rhank you," replied the boy. "I'll go back to the land. f tl th ,, "I bet you they are. That rascal lost no time gomg for mg or 1e 0 er. d "Wh t d"d h t?" d Et 11 me. He was hungry, I guess, and size me up as a mce a I you s oo sa1 s e a. t"tb"t,, "Four parrots and about a dozen other birds of two 1 1 "We've got something to show you, sir," said Tom. varieties. Bob wounded a monkey, and he nearly got ate "What is it?" up by an immense alligator." "A couple of mahogany boxes we brought away from an They wanted to know how that happened, and Tom told old stranded wreck in the lak e below." them of his companion's narrow escape. They both shuddered at the recital, for they knew what voracious creatures the alligators were, and what short work they made of theh victims. Bob and Tom brought up the heavy box together and exhibited it. "What do you think is in it?" asked Estella. The boys said they had no idea, though Bob hazarded the guess that it might hold gold coin. "What will you bet on it?" laughed Tom. "I won't bet. I haven't anything to bet, anyway, and r don't believe you have, either." "You're not far wrong. Whatever change I had when I was carried off from Rockhaven was in my good trousers, which I shed in the forecastle of the Mary Ellen when the sailor brought this rig to me and told me to get into it." "You'll have to make Cap'n Barnacle provide you with a new suit when you get back," said Bob. "If that's all he'll have to put up for the outrage he committed on me he'll be a lucky D?-an. I'm going to put the law on him and make him sweat :for his conduct, as sure as my name is Tom Gilbert." "I would. He deserves it." "Where did you find them? I was aboard that hulk two years ago, and I could not find a thing in her." "We, or rather I, found them by accident. They were under the floor of the stateroom at the back of the cabin. They were in a hole covered by a trap. The trap gave away under my weight ancl that is how I discovered them}' "Where are these boxes?" "On the veranda." Mr. Sterling went over anc1 looked at them. "They look as if they might contain valuable papers, or even money, perhaps," he said. "One of them is uncommonly heavy, sir," said 'Tom. "Is it? Well, we'll open them after supper, if you like, though it seems almost a pity to have to break apart two such well-mac1e boxes." Mr. Sterling entered the house, and soon afterward the evening meal was announced. Some of the birds the boys had shot were on the and the lads both declared that they tasted all right. After Mr. Sterling had smoked a cigar on the veranda he called a man and had him carry the boxes into the room on the ground floor that he used as an office. He tried a bunch of keys on the locks, but to no effect.


CAST ADRIFT. 25 Then, procuring a hammer and a wide chisel, he comI "Will you?" exclaimed Bob, in delight. "You're a. rncncctl operations on the heavy box. brick." "Half of whatever is in that box goes to Bob, who waives "I suppose you mean to go back to the States pretty claim to any share in whatever we find in the other. That's soon," said the gentleman, with a smile. understood, is it, Bob?" asked Tom. "Yes, sir," replied Tom. "That's correct H there isn't some coined money in it "Well, I'll have this box securely nailed up for you so I shall be much disappointed." that no one will be the wiser as to the character of its Mr. Sterling worked carefully, as he wished to pry apart contents. Or, if you prefer, I'll go with you to Carthagena the lock with as little damage as possible to the box. and see if I can dispose of the diamonds at their actual Finally the lock snapped and the cover flew open. value. That will save you from the red-tape business of The box contained eight bags, apparently full of money. passing the stones through the United States customs, as "\Vbat did I tell you?" shouted Bob, in great delight. well as prevent you from the possibility of being cheated "It's coin, sure as you live." when you, ignorant of their real value, attempted to dis'rhe master of the house lifted one of the bags out and pose of them in the American market." shook it. "I shall be very much obliged to you if you will do that, "It's money," he said. "Probably gold. You are a pair sir," said 'l'om. "I don't know the first thing about how of fortunate boys." I would go about selling them. I suppose you could have The bags proved to contain about $1,000 apiece in Spanthis Spanish gold changed into a draft on a Boston bank, ish gold. too ?" "That's $4,000 each for us," said Tom. "Quite a little "Oh, yes! There will be no difficulty about that. Any fortune." of the Carthagena banks will figure out the exchange "You can bet your life it is," said Bob, smacking his value of the coin and furnish you with a clraft. There's a lips over his half of the find. "It's. too bad the other isn't line of weekly steamers from Carthagena to Kingston and full of money, too." other ports in the West Indies. I'll secure a passage for "I wish it was," replied Tom. "Then I'd be worth each of you, and you can take another steamer from $12,000. I wonder what is in it?" Kingston to New York. From there it is but a step to "Papers," suggested Bob. Boston, you know." "It holds something heavier than paper," said Mr. The senora and Estella were astonished when they Sterling. "Well, I congratulate you on the result of your learned of the rich nature of the contents of the two find so far. So much money as that isn't picked up very boxes. often." "Just to think how long they've lain in the cabin of that He had more trouble opening the second box, and it old wreck, waiting, as it were, for these young Americans took him more than twenty minutes to do it. to come over here and discover them. It is really won-A layer of damp cotton first met their eager gaze. dcrful when you come to consider the matter." When this was removed they saw a tray filled wii:l:i large The boys fully agreed with the lady of the house. irncut Brazilian diamonds. Suddenly Tom gave a loud exclamation that drew all In all there were five trays filled with the rough gems. eyes to him. "I'm not a connoisseur of these stones, but judging from "You'll hardly believe what I'm going to tell you," he the and general appearance of the gems I shonld place said, with sparkling eyes, "bnt on the afternoon of the their value roug11l:v at anywhere from $50,000 to $100.000," clay I was kidnapped from the the seacoast village where I said Mr. Sterling, after an examination of many of the lived, an old woman, after looking at the palm of my left specimens. hand, told me that I would brcome rich in a short time." The two boys gasped. "Is it possible!" exclaimed the senora "Fifty to a hundred thousand dollars!" ejaculated Tom. "Yes. I laughed at her, for it was about as impossible "Yes. ,They can't be worth less than the first figure. a thing as I could well imagine, yet here it has all come Without knowing their actual value I certainly would not out trne. She also .told me I was going to leave Rockhaven take a cent less than $75,000 for them as they stand if they soon, though she didn't say that I was about to be kid belonged to me." napped. However, she told me that I had an enemy who "Good gracious!" cried Tom, quite overcome by this was conspiring against me. Of course, that was Captain prospect of sudden riches. Barnacle, though what he had against me I cannot possibly "I wish I'd agreed to take a third of the value of bot.h imagine. She further said that I was going to cross water boxes," growled Bob, with a longing look at the uncut to a country new and strange to me, and you see I have, gems. much against my will, been forced to come to this country. "Never mind, Bob," replied Tom. "If the stones turn She also said I would be in peril of my life more than out to be as valuable as Mr. Sterling says I'll give you a once, and I have. I hacl forgotten all about her prophesy share in them-say ten per cent." ti1l the thought that I had become rich brought it before


CAST ADRIFT. me again. Strange, wasn't it, how she coulcl read that in the palm of my hand?" All agreed that it was. "Some people seem to be endowed with the extraordinary faculty of looking in-ru the future," said Mr. Sterling. "'rhc gypsy women are more or less versed in the art of reading one's fortune from the lines in the palm of the hand. Wl1at there really is in it I do not profess to know. There have been people in all ages ancl counfoies who have profossccl to be able to foretell past, present and future events by means of an observation made of the heavens at the moment of a person's birth. Such persons have called themselves as trologers." It was a long time before Tom got to sleep that night, and then he bad several fantastic dreams, in which he figured as a Croesus. CHAPTER XVI. CONCLUSION. Tom and Bob were induced to prolong their visit at the plantation for a month, as Mr. Sterling, the senora, and their children had taken a great fancy to tlie lads, Tom especially. They also made themselves popular among the hands, :from Pedro, the overseer, clown to the humblest laborer. At last the clay arrived when, accompanied by Mr. Ster ling, and an escort of four natives, they bid adieu to the plantation and all on it, and started for the seaport of Carthagena. The distance to be traversed was about ninety miles, and the line of march lay over and through alternate plain ancl forest, with here and there a village of more or less im portance, in the neighborhood of which were many out lying plantations, at one of which the party put l1p each night, as Mr. Sterling was well known to all the proprie tors for many miles on either side of their route. They made the trip in a leisurely way, accomplishing about twenty-five miles in each eight hours of travel, and on the evening of the fourth day, after leaving the banks of the Magdalena, they entered 'the town of Carthagena. They put up at the principal hotel, and on the following morning Mr Sterling showed the boys the town, which they found to be the chief seaport of the Republic of Colombia. It was built on a sandy peninsula of the Caribbean Sea, connected with the continent by a narrow neck of land. They visited the handsome cathedral, and several of the churches and convents; likewise the fortification.;;, which they found to be extensive. On the following day, Mr. Sterling deposited the $8,000 of Spanish gold with the principal bank, and received two drafts on a Boston bank for equal amounts made out in the names of Tom Gilbert and :Bob Lawrence. rrhen he started out to dispose of the rough diamonds. Previous to leaving the plantation Tom bad presented to the lier

C.\8'1' ADRIFT. 1'1 which they filled with :;hir!s, underclothing, ancl eYerything they needed in that line. "I'll create a sensation when I make my appearance in Rockhaven," laughed Tom as he viewed himself in a pier glass. "Among the girls, of course," grinned Bob. "Among everybody. Why, I'm almost rich enough to buy the village out." "You don't think of there, do you?" "No. I'm going to Boston as soon as I decide what business I should like to go into." "I'd like to go into some business with you, Tom. I'm through with the sea for good and all." "Well, we'll talk about that later on. You'll come to Rockhaven with me, won't you?" "I'd like to, if there's any place there where I can stop. I've a curiosity to see that girl of yours. I imagine from what you've said about her that she's a peach." "She is, in my estimation." "She must have been pretty well broke up over your sudden disappearance." "I guess she has been. It's over two months since I was kidnapped. When Captain Barnacle returned from his trip I have no doubt but he reported me as having fallen overboard and drowned." "The old villain. I hope you'll make him dance for his crime. You've got the money now to make matters sultry for him." "I'll &ttend to him, don't you worry," replied Tom, in a decided tone. Bob induced Tom to remain nearly a week in New York. He showed him all the sights of the metropolis, and Tom was quite astonished at the wonders of the big city On a Sunday night they took the midnight train over the Shore Line for Boston, arriving at the capital of Massa chusetts early on the following morning. Shortly after breakfast they took a train over the Boston & Maine Railroad for the nearest point to Rockhaven. A short branch line carried them to the town within eight miles by road of the village, and Tom hired a convey ance to take them over to the little seaport. About a mile outside of Rockhaven the vehicle broke down. "We'll have to hoof it the balance of the way," said Tom, as he surveyed the damage which the wagon had sus tained. "There's a blacksmith shop a quarter of a mile down the road," he said to the driver. "Start your nag up and I'll have the repairs made at my expense." Accordingly they resumed their way, all hands walking. Tom and Bob went on alone after rraching the blnck smith's, where an arrangement was made for the repair of the wagon. At last the boys came in sight of the sea, wilh the steeple of the little church showing above the break that the road made in the cliffs. "I think," said Tom, "I'll go over to the cottage of Cap tain Gibbs first and give FaBny a glad surprise. I know the back way down to the plateau from the top of the cliff. It is very seldom that any one uses that path, so they're not likely to notice our approach until we actually reach the cottage." "I've no objection to anything you do," replied Bob, so the boys left the road and cut across through a straggling wood which ran to the edge of the cliffs. They had traversed half this wood when they suduenly heard voices proceeding from behind a big rock. Tom stopped. "One of those voices belongs to Captain Barnacle, or I'm much mistaken," he said. "And the other sounds like Mr. "'.\Iarsh, the man I worked for at the store, and who said he was my guardian. I'm going to make sure. I'd like to give the captain an unpleasant surprise. He crept up to the corner of the stone, followed by Bob, looked cautious ly around it, and saw at once that his sus picions were correct. Captain Barnacle and Mr. Marsh were seated" on an old tree trunk talking, and the storekeeper seemed to be con si

28 ADRIFT. So James Marsh, and not Captain Barnacle, was the in plaintive tones upon the air from a point on th e e d ge enemy referred to by the old woman when she read his forof the cliff: tun e at the store that fateful afternoon. "So thttt s yer game, i s it, Mist e r Marsh?" laughed the captain, sardonically. "Well, ye'll hand me over that thou "Where are you wancle1-ing, Robin Adair? On billowy ocean, or on the ]and-where?" sand to-night, d'ye understand? And, further, ye'll pay 'I'om advanced, a s if drawn by the song, until be made me $5,000 out of wbat ye for the property, or ye'll get out where the singer was s itting, with her hands in her nothin' at all, as sure a s my nam!'.! is Cap'n Barnacle and lap and h e r face turned toward the ocean, sparkling in the I'm the skipp e r of the Mary E11en." morning sunshine. "He'll do nothing of the kind, Captain Barnacle," said As the last words floated off on the air, and the girl Tom, walking around the rock and presenting himself be-buried her face in her hands, Tom went softly up behind fore the astonished gaze of the conspirators. her and p"ijt his arm s around her. "Tom Gilbert!" gasped James Marsh, rising with a "I have returned, Fanny," he said, softly. white and haggard face. She uttered a scream and sprang up. "Exactly-Tom Gilbert," replied the sturdy boy. "I've When she saw that it was indeed Tom who held her heard the whole of your conversation, and I now know in his arms, she dropped her head on his shoulder with a why I was kidnapped two months ago from Rockbaven. sigh of joy. And I've a witness, too. Bob, show yourself." Bob knew better than to follow Tom as he went toward Whereupon Bob Lawrence put him s elf in evidence. bis sweetheart, but took a seat on the veranda, where Tom Captain Barnacle swore a round oath and, turning on in a short time introduced him to the girl of his heart. his heel, made off. Captain Gibbs returned from the village about this tim e "As for you, Mr. Marsh," said Tom, "I ought to have no mercy on you, but because you were an old friend of my father's I'll give you a chance. Go to the store. I will call there by and by for a full explanation. If you do the right thing by me I'll not prosecute you, and no one shall know from me that you are such a rascal as your own words have proved you to be. Is it a bargain?" "Yes, yes. I'll tell you everything," whined the store keeper. "I think I know most everything as it is. Now good-by till we meet again." Then Tom and Bob left him, a badly demoralized man. Captain Barnacle went to sea that afternoon on one of his regular trips. As neither he, nor the Mary Ellen, nor any of the crew ever returned, it was taken for granted that the schooner foundered in the storm which struck the coast soon after. It was with a beating heart that Tom Gilbert, followed by Bob, descended the cliff at the back of the Gibbs's cot tage after leaving his guardian in the wood. He thought to find Fanny at work in the kitchen, but she wasn't there. He walked around to the front of the house expecting to see Captain Gibbs either pottering around his little gar den or smoking on the small veranda. The captain was not in sight. "Where can they be?" the boy asked himself. Then he stopped short as the voice he knew so well broke and he was mighty glad to see Tom again. The boys took dinner at the cottage and then Tom car ried Bob with him to the store, to be a witness to the settle ment between him and James Marsh. They remained a week at Rockbaven and were the lions of the place. Then they went to Boston, where they collected their drafts on the bank, both of them leaving the bulk of their money on special deposit. T"lm and Bob went into business together, and are to-day rising young merchants of Boston. Tom has a s ummer residence at Rockhaven in addition to the substantial home in Roxbury, and both are presided over by Fanny, now his beloved wife; but neither of them will ever forget the night he was cast adrift through the rascality of Jam es Marsh. THE END. Read "PLAYING THE MARKET; OR, A KEEN BOY IN WALL STREET," which will be the next num ber (82) of "Fame and Fortune Weekly." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any newsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps by mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQUARE, NEW and you will receive the copies you order by return mail.


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--IHE STAGE. No. 31. HOW TO BECOME A SPEAKER.-Oontaining fo !'To. 41. THE BOYS NEW YORK END MEN'S JOKE teen illustrations, giving the different positions requisite to become BOOK.-Containing a great va1iety of the lates t jok es used by the a good speaker, reader and elocutionist. Also containing gems from most famous end men. No amateur minstrels is complete without a.II the popular !luthors of prose and poetry, arranged in the mOlt th is wonderful litllc book. simple and conc1s:i manner possible. No. 42. 'l'HE BOYS OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKER.No. 49. HOW TO DEBA'.rE.-Glvi'ng rules for conduct!ng d Containing a varied assortment of speecl.1c& Ke"ro Dutch bates, outlin es for debateri, questions for di,cussion, and tl;\e bed a nd Irish. Also end men's jok es Just the thing ho';:ne' amuse sources for procuring info:.-mation on the qcrtions given. ment and amateur shows. No. 45. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK MINSTREL GUIDE SOCIETY. AND JOKlil BQOK:--Something new and very instructive. Every No. 3. HOW TO FLIR'l'.-The arts ana wiles ot flirtation art boy should obtam this book, as 1t contains full instructions for or fully explained by this little book. Besides the various m ethods of ga nizing an amateur minstrel troupe. har..

WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY A COMPLETE STORY EVERYWEEK ..-STORIES OF BOY FIREMEN,-.. Handsome Colored Covers 32-Page.s of Reading By ROBERT LENNOX Price 5 Cents Splendid II lust ration .s Issued Every Friday Beginning with No. 41, this weekly will contain a new series of magnificent fire stories, written by Robert Lennox, the best author of this class of fiction in the world. They detail the exciting ad ventures of a company of gallant young fire-fighters under the leadership of a brave boy known as Young Wide A wake. Their daring deeds of heroism, and the they overcome, are in tensely These stories are not confined entirely to fi;e-fighting, but also contain many interesting incidents, humorous situations and a little of the love element. There is a charming girl in the stories whom you will all like very much. LATEST ISSUES. 10 we, Us & Co.; or, Seeing Life with a Vaudevllle Show. By Ed34 A Lemon for His; or, Nat's Corner In Gold Bricks. By Edward N. ward N. Fox. Fox. 11 Cut out for an Officer; or, Corporal Ted in the Philippines. By 35 By the l\!lkado"s Order; or, Ted Terrill's "Win Out" In Japan. By Lieut. J. J. Barry. W Lieut. J. J Barry. 12 A Fool for Luck; or, The Boy Who Turned Boss. By Fred ar-36 His Name was Dennis; or, The Luck of a Green Irish Boy. By burton. A. Howard De Witt. 13 The Great Gaul "Beat" ; or, Phil Winston's start In Reporting. 37 Volunteer Fred; or, From Fireman to Chief. By Robert Lennox. By A. Howard De w1tt. 38 Neptune No. 1; or, The Volunteer Fire Boys of Blackton. By 14 Out for Gold ; or, 'l'he Boy Who Knew the Difference. By Tom Robert Lennox. Dawson. 39 Hopk, Ladder and Plke ; or, The Life-Savers of Freehold. By 15 The Boy Who Balked ; or, Bob Brisbane's Big Kick. By Frank Robert Lennox. Irving. 40 Columbia's Pet; or, A Fireman at 17. By Robert Lennox. 16 Sllcker tban Silk; or, The Smoothest Boy Alive. By Rob Roy. 41 Young Wide Awake ; or, The Fire Boys of Belmont. By Robert 17 The Keg of Diamonds; or, After the Treasure of the Caliphs. By Lennox. Tom Dawson. 42 Young Wide Awake's Biggest Blaze; or, Saving a Burning City. By 18 Sandow, Junior; or, The Boy Who Looked Puny. By Pro!. Oliver Robert Lennox. Owen&. 43 Young Wide Awake's Life Line; or, The Narrowest Escape on Rec-19 Won by Bluft'.; or, Jack Mason s Marble Face. By Frank Irving. ord. By Robert Lennox. 20 On the Lobster Shift; or, The Herald's Star Reporter. By A. 44 Young Wlde Awake's Hook and Ladder Work; or, The Maniac Flre Howa1d De Witt. Fiend of Belmont. By Robert r,ennox. :u Unde r the Vendetta's Steel; or, A Yankee Boy In Corsica. By 45 Young Wide Awake's Bucket Brigade; or, Trapping a Fire Bug. By Lieut. J. J. Barry. Robert Lennox. 22 Too Green to Burn; or. The Lucic of Being a Boy. By Rob Roy. 46 Young Wide Awake Smoke-Bound; or, Daring Work With the Life 23 In FoC'l's Paradise; or, The Boy Who Had Things Easy. By Fred. Net. By Robert Lennox. Warburton. 47 Young Wide Awake'A Pikemen; or, Hemmed In by Smoke and Flame. 24 One Boy In a Million ; or, The Trick That Paid. By Edward N. By Robert LenuoA Fox. 48 Young Wide Awake's Scallng Ladders; or, The Boy Life-Saver's 25 In Sfilte of Himself; or, Serving the Russian Police. By Prof. Greatest Victory. By Robert Lennox. 26 or, The Way Nate Got There. By Rob Roy. 49 Line; or, .A. Boy Fireman's Nerve in Mid-Air. 27 The Prince of Opals; or, The Man-Trap of Death Valley. By A. 50 Younst Wide .A.wake's Axe Brigade; or, Hewing His Way to a. Fire's Howard De Witt. Heart. By Robert Lennox. 28 Living In His Hat; or, The Wide World His Iiome. By Edward 51 Young Wide .A.wake's Still Alarm; or, At Ba.y with Blazing-Oil. By N. Fmr.. Robert Lennox. 29 All for President Diaz; or, A Hot Time In Mexico. By Lieut. J. J. 52 Young Wide's Nozzlema.n Grit; or, The Midnight Call from Box Barry. 14. By Robert Lennox. 80 The Easiest Ever; or, How Tom Filled a Money Barrel. By Capt. 53 Young Wide .A.wake's Champion Climber; or, Fighting the Fla.mes with-Hawthorn, U. S. N. out Water. 81 In the Sultan's Eye; or, Beating the Porte's Gam' e. By Tom 54 Young Wide .A.wake's Fire Mask; or, Life Saving at Red Heat. By Dawson. Robert Lennox. 82 The Crater of Gold; or, Dick Hope's Find In the Phllipplnes. By 55 Young Wide A wake's Hose Carriage Dash; or, The Belmont Boy's Best Fred Warburton. Run. By Robert Lennox. 33 At the Top of the Heap: or, Daring to Call His Soul His Own. By 5 6 Young Wide A wake's Hand Grenades; or, Cut Off by the Demon. Rob Roy. By Robert Lennox. For sale by all newsdealers, or will be sent to any address on receipt of price, 5 cents per copy, in money or postage stamps, by PBANX TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York. IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our Libraries and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this office direct. 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Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY By A SELF-MADE MAN $> COLO RED COVERS PRICE 5 Ots. ISSUE D EVERY FRIDAY This Weekly 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 successful self-made men, and show how a boy of pluck, perseverance and brains can become famous ai:d wealthy. I' ALREADY PUBLISHED. 1 A Lucky Deal ; or, The Cutest Boy In Wall Street. 2 Born to Good Luck; or, The Boy Who Succeeded. 3 A Corner In Corn ; or, How a Chicago Boy Did the Trick. 4 A Game of Chance; or, The Boy Who Won Out. 5 Hard to Beat; or, The Cleverest Doy in Wall Street. 6 Building a Railroad; or, The Young Contractors of Lakeview. 7 Winning His Way; or, The Youngest Editor in Green River. 8 'l'he Wheel of Fortune; or, The Record of a Self-l\1ade Boy. 9 Nip and Tuck; or, The Young Brokers of Wall Street. 10 A Copper Harvest; or, The Boys Who Worked a Deserted Mine. 11 A Lucky Penny; or, The Fortunes of a Boston Boy. 12 A Diamond In the Rough; or, A Brave Boy's ::>tart in Life. 13 Baiting the Bears; or, The Nerviest Boy In Wall Street. 14 A Gold Brick; or, The Boy Who Could Not be Downed. 15 A Streak of Luck; or, The Boy Who l'eathered His Nest. 16 A Good Thing ; or, The Boy Who l\1ade a Fortune. 17 King of the Market; or, The Young Trader in Wall Street. 18 Pure Grit; or, One Boy in a Thousand. 19 A Rise In Life; or, The Career of a Factory Boy. 20 A Br.rrel of Money; or, A Bright Boy in Wall Street. 21 All to the Good; or, From Call Boy to Manager. 22 How He Got There; or, The Pluckiest Boy of Them All. 23 Bound to Win; or, The Boy Who Got Ri ch. 24 Pushing It Th rough ; or, The Fate of a Lucky Boy. 25 A Born Speculator; or, The Young Sphinx of Wall Street. 26 '!'he Way to Success; or, The Boy Who Got There. 27 Struck Oil; or. !'he Boy Who l\Iade a Million. 28 A Golden Risk; or, The Young Miners of Della Cruz. 29 A Sure Winner: or. The Boy Who ""ent Out With a Circus. 30 Gelden Fleece: or, The Boy Brokers of \Yall Street. 31 A Mad Clip Scheme; or, The Boy Treasure Hunters of Cocos Island. 32 Adrift on the World; or. Working His \Yay to Fortune. 33 Playing to Win : or, The Foxiest Boy in Wall Street. 34 Tatters; or, A Boy from the Slums. 35 A Young Monte Cristo; or, The Richest Boy In the World. 86 Won by Pluck; or, The Boys Who Han a Rallrnad. 37 Beating the Brokers: or, The Boy "ho "Couldn't be Done." 38 A Rolling Stone; or, The Brightest Boy on Record. 39 Never Say Die; or, The Youni? Surveyor of Happy Valley. 40 Almost a Man; or, Winning His Way to the Top. 41 Boss or the Market: or, The GJeatest Boy in Wall Street. 42 Chance of His Life; or. The Young Pilot of C rystal Lake. 43 Striving for Fortune; or, From Rell-Boy to Millionaire. 44 Out ror Business; or. The Smartest Hoy in Town. 45 A Favorite of Fortune; or, Striking It mch in Wall Sti:eet. 46 Through Thick and Thin.; or, The Adventures of a Smart Boy. 47 Doing J.:lls Level Best; or, Working His Way Up. 48 Always on Deck; or, The Boy Who Made Hls Mark. 49 .A Allnt ut Money; or, '!'be Young Wall i:ltreet Broker. 50 lrhe Ladder of Fame ; or From Office Boy to Senator. 51 On the Square; or, The Success of an Honest Boy. 52 After a F'ortune; or, The Pluckiest Boy In the West. 53 Winning the Dollars; or, The Young Wonder of Wall Street. 54 Making Hls Mark ; Ori.. The Boy Who Became President. 55 Heir to a Million; or, 't!:he Boy Who Was Born Lucky. 56 Lost in the Andes; or. The Treasure of the Buried City. 57 On His Mettle; or, A Plncky Boy In Wall Street. 58 A Lucky Chance ; or, Taking Fortune on the Wing. 59 The Road to Success; or, 'l'he Career of a Fortunate Boy. 60 Chasing Pointers; or, The Luckiest Boy In Wall Street. 61 Rising in the World; or, J!'rom J<'actory Boy to Manager. 62 From Dark to Dawn; or, A Poor Boy's Chance. 63 Out for Himself; or, Paving Ill s Way to J<'ottune. 64 Diamond Cut Diamond; or, The Boy Brokers of Wall Street. 65 A Start in Life; or, A Bright Boy's Ambition. 66 Out for a Million: or, The Young Midas of Wall Street. 67 Every Inch a Boy ; or, Doing Ills Level Best. 68 Money to Burn; or, 'l'be Shrewdest Boy in Wall Street. 69 An Eye to Business; or, The Hoy Who Was Not Asleep. 70 Tipped by the Ticker; or, An Ambitious Boy in Wall i:ltreet. 71 On to Success ; or, The Boy Who Got Ahead. 72 A Bid for a J1'ortune; or, A Country Boy In \\'all Street. 73 Bound to Rise: or, Fighting Dis \\'ay to Succ ess. 74 Out for the Dollars; or, A Smart Roy in Wall i:ltreet. 75 For Fame and J<'ortune; or, 'l'he Boy Who Won Both. 76 A Wall Street Winner; or, Making a i\11nt of J\Ioney. 77 The Road to Wealth ; or, The Boy Wh o Found It Out. 78 On the \Ving ; or, The Young Mercury of Wall Street. 79 A Chase for a Fortune; or, The Boy Who Ilustled. 80 Juggling With the Market; or, The Boy Who It Pay. 81 Cast Adrift; or, The Luck of a Ilomeless Boy 82 Playing the Market; or, A Keen Boy in Wall Street. 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