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A freak of fortune, or, The boy who struck luck

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Throwing the axe aside, Dick seized the barrel and tried to dislodge it from its hjding-place. "Gee whiz!" exclaimed Casperfl.eld. "It's chock full of money. Such was the fact, and Bonnie Barton uttered a little shriek of delight.

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Fame and.Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY \ luued Weekl11-B11 12.{f() per year. Entered according to .
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I A FREAK OF FORTUNE-. 2 time expounding his theories based on the inequalities of life and the unfair as he termed it, distribution of wealth ' and labor. His oratory made such an impression on Mr. Brand that he gradually shirked his daily toil acd soon became a regu lar visitor at the tavern, often there until the place was closed at eleven at night. Of course, as soon as Mr. Brand ceased to work, money ceased to flow in his direction, and the result was that Dick Leslie had to finish his schooling in a hurry and take ad vantage of a situation offered him by Mr Simpson, who ran the general store Dick had now been working a yeoc at the !'tore, and his employer often declare a that the lad 1was so smart and honest that he wouldn't lose him for a farm "He hitsn't been home all day," said Mrs. Brand, in anmrer to her son's "That isn!t anything unusual, is it?" answC>recl Dick, as he took his seat at the table and began to eat. "No," she replied, mournfully. "I'll bet I could find him at the tavern if I went there," went on Dick. "He drinks up all he earns, when he feels disposed to work, and every cent yon can make you give up." "He gets very little from me," replied his mother. "I can't spare any money. I am trying to save a bit now to meet the tax bill, which is overdue." "He ought to be ashamed of himself said Dick, i:n dignantly; "but I'm afraid there is no shame in him." Mrs. Brand sighed as she poured out a cup of tea for herself you. I will soon be a rn&n, a nd able to earn a man's wages, and then you will fare better." Dick, ha ving :finished his supper, got up from the table. "I'm going over to the Casperfield farm to see J-0e, mother," said Dick, reaching for his cap. "Very well, my son You won' t be away late, will you?" "Of course not, for I've got to get up early in order to be at the store on time." Thus speaking, Dick passed out of the house and took the road that led away from the village After walking a qua ... ter of a mile he turned into a lane that took him close to the head of the creek connecting with Silver Lake, a larg e and beautiful body of water on which Haywoods Village was situated. The long summer da y was just drawing to its close, but it was still quite light, and Dick expected to reach the Cas perfield farm before dusk had given away to night. This was Thursday, the day on which Dick left the store early, that is, five o'clock-on other days he worked till eight. The head of the creek was a lonesome, marshy spot, plentifully wided, and was seldom visited by any one. The only reason that Dick went that way was because it was a sho1;t cut from the road to the Casperfield farmhouse, consequently he and his friend Joe were accustomed to pass the spot quite often. As Dick approached the upper section of the creek on this occasion he was surprised to see, an opening in the trees, the mast and halliards of a small sailing craft She was evidently moored as high up as she could go, and in a position where she was not likely to attract observation. "I never mean to drink a glass of spirits as long as I live, Dick thought it was a-strange for ai boat to be, and, mother," said Dick, resolutely his curiosity being excited, he left the beaten path and "I hope you never will, son," replied Mrs. Brand, walked over to the trees to take a look at her. with solemn earnestness. "It is a terrible curse and misMaking his way through the bushes, he at length came fortune to any one who yields to the temptations of the out into an open spot close to where the vessel was secured liquor ha!Jit Its victims fill the poorhouses -0 the country to the stump a dead tree, near the stream and paupers' graves It leads to crime and a cell in the Dick was something of a fresh-water sailor in a general penitentiary, and often to the hangma n 's noose. It is re -way-that is, he could handle s:rpall sailboats with consp
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A FREAK OF FORTUNE. 3 "I'll give to learn why she is lying away up j "It makes a lot of difference." here," he said to himself. "I can't see any sense in it. I I "Do you know anything about this sloop?" wonder anybody aboa ;cl of her," he added, looking 1 "None of your business whether I do or not," replied at the sliding door of her trunk cabin. which stood wide Mr. Brand, angrily. t "All right," answered Dick, disgusted with his stcp0 a sound came from her. father's snrliness. "I won't bother you any more. I'm all appearances she was deserted. going on to the farm." Dick had half a mind to step and look into her At this moment a shock of reel hair a smoothlv shaven cabin but d th t h h d ht t d th" l '1 ' cons1 ermg a e a no ng o o is ie touo-h-looking countenance and a pair of ox-like shoulders t 0 ' was away to resume his walk when a hand was rose out of the companionway opening to the cabi'n of foe roughly ..Dn shoulder frorr.i behind and a voice that sloop1 and a coarse voice dema;nded to know who were was familiar to him grated on his ear: there "Wl t th d rn m un er are you spying around here for?" "It's me and that young monkey of a stepson of mine," He wheeled around and faced the scowling face of-his stepfather. replied Mr. Brand, in reply to the hail. Apparently, Dick's stepfather was acquainted with the CHAPTER IL THE RED-HEADED MAN. I Dick was astonished to see Mr. Brand in this out-of-theway place. _., When he wasn't doing an odd job to raise a little money he was hangiIJg around the tavern. At any rate he wasn't in the habit of wandering out of :the village. -"You here, Mr. Brand?" Dick ejaculated. "Yes, I'm here," growled his stepfather. "What brings you here? Why ain't you at the store?" "I'm always off Thursdays at five." "Then why ain't you home?" "I was home for supper. I'm now on my way to the Casperfield farm." "Oh, you are?" replied his father, looking at him sus piciously. "What's taking you there I'd like to know?" "I'm going to call on my friend Joe." "I reckon there's a lane leading from the road, quarter of a mile further on, that goes to the farm. Why didn't you take it if you're going there?" "Because 'this way is shorter." "Thinking of crossing the marsh, I suppose?" said Mr. Brand, with an ugly grin. ' "Of course not. The marsh isn't passable on foot." "I know it isn't." "Then why did you ask me such a foolish question?" "Just to see how much of a liar you are." ..., "You've never known me to lie yet, Mr. Brand," replied Dick, indignantly. "You're lying when you say you came to this creek be cause it's a short road to the Casper:field farm, .You couldn't follow this creek no further than a dozen feet, and you know it as well as I do." "I didn't expect to follow the creek. There's a path on the other side of these trees. I was walking along that." "Why didn't you stick to it, then? What brought you here, butting into what doesn't concern you?" "I happened to see the mast and rigging of this sloop through the trees, and thinking it a queer place for a vessel to be I came over to take a look at her." "Well, you haven't any business to come over and look at her," snarled Mr. Brand. "Why not?" asked Dick, in a surprised tone. "What difference does it make?" man on the sloop. "What's he doin' here, Brand?" the reel-headed in dividual in no pleasant way. "I thought you knew better than to bring him along." "I didn't bring him. I found him here." "You found him here, eh? Then he was :opyin' around. Tryin' to find out somethin', so he could carry tales." "I don't what he was doing. All I know is he hasn't any business here, and I was just pulling him the coals for coming." The red-headed man extricated the rest of his husky body from the stairway and sprang ashore, with a scowl on his face. Three strides carried him to where Dick was talking to his stepfather. "Look here, young feller, what brought yer nosin' these diggin's ?'J he asked, sharply. "What do you mean by nosing a round? I didn't go aboard your vessel," returned Dick, a bit aggressively. "What did yer come here for, anyway?" "To see what kind of a vessel was moored so far up the creek. I never saw one up this way before." "Oh, yer didn't? What business is it of yours whether a vessel is anchored up this way or not?" "It isn't any of my business." "But yer made it yer business to try and find out what she was doin' here, didn't yer ?" "No, I didn't. I was just looking her over out of curiosity." "So yer'd know her ag'in if yer saw her, eh?" "I didn't think about such a thing." "Did anybody tell yer this sloop was anchored here?" "No." "Then what's yer reason for comin' over to the creek?" Dick repeated to him the same explanation of his presence in that locality that he had given his stepfa.ther. He couldn't heip beginning to suspect that there must bl:! something wrong with the sloop because of the persistent questioning on the part of both Mr. Brand and the red heaQ.ed man, who were certainly acquainted with each other. They both appeared to resent b.is intrusion on the spot, though Dick couldn't see what difference it made at all. The red-headed man listened to his statement with evident disbelief. "Yer think yer kin hood wink me, do yer ? Well,I'm

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.--A FREAK OF FORTUNE. too old a bird to be caught with chaff. I 've cut my eye "You hit him a pretty hard wallop, Syk e s," chuckl e d teeth long ago, afore you were born." Mr, Brand. "I guess he'll remember that fist of yours for "Don't you believe what I say?" some time to come." "No, I don't." "I reckon he will, Brand. There don't seem to be no "All right," replied Dick, indifferently. "Have it your love lost between you and him," grinned the red-headed own way." man. Having no further interest in remaining on the spot, he "I should say not. I hate the measley crob. I haven't started to walk away. been able to get him to cough up a cent of his wages since "Hold hard, young feller, yer ain't goin' off in such an he went to work," remarked Mr. Brand in an injured tone. all-fired hurry as that!" cried the red-headed man,.reaching "My good money helped raise him from a kid, and that's out_ and grabbing him by the arm. the way he turns on me." "What's the matter w:ith you?" d\manded Dick, trying. "Ain't you boss of yer own roost?" asked Sykes, with a to shake himself free. contemptuous leer. "Don't yer worry about me. Where was yir goin' in "Of course I'm the boss," replied Brand, throwing out such a rush?" his chest. ,, "I was going about my business. Take your hand off "Then why don't yer take the boy's wages away from him my a.rm." if he won't part with the stuff willin'ly?" "Jest hear the young bantam crow!" sneered the tough"The old woman would put up a big howl if I did that, looking man. "Do yer allow him to talk back to yer in as she thinks the sun, moon and stars and set in that that way at the house, Brand?" he added, looking at Dick's kid." stepfather, mockingly. "What need you ca.re? If I was in your shoes, and the Mr. Brand scowled, but ma.de no reply. wife set up her toot I'd give her a tap or two on the jaw, "Are you going to l et me go?" asked .;pick, angrily. and I'll wager she'd close up as tight as a clam after that. "You haven't any right to treat me in this I wouldn't stand no foolin' from any woman. The trouble He was too proud to appeal to his stepfather, even if he with you, Brand, yer p.on't put yer foot down hard enough. had had any idea that Mr. Brand might have made any Well, what are we goin' to do with this precious stepson movement in his behalf. of yours? If we let him go he's sure to tell about this sloop As it was, however, his mother's second husband showed bE:.in' moored up here. Then to-morrow mornin', when very little disposition to interfere. to-night's work at the bank is '1iscovered, suspicion will at "No, I'm not goin' to let yer go till I'm good and ready, qnce point in our direction, and we may not be able to see? And I reckon I'll treat yer jest as it suits me." get a.way as easily as we've counted on." "Maybe you'll regret handling me in this fashion," re"I don't ca.re what you do with him," answered Brand. torted Dick. "I haven't interfered with you in any way, "Then we'd better tie his hands behind his back and but you're treating me in an outrageous manner. I guess keep him a prisoner in the hold till we get ready to shake there must be something wrong about you and your old the sloop fo,r good. Then you kin come back to the village sloop or you wouldn't be so inquisitive as to my reasons if yer want to with yer share of the plunder, and live like for being in this neighborhood." a swell guy. The boy, when he gets back, won't give you That was an unlucky speech of Dick's. away on account of yer connection with the family. H The man, with a wrathful imprecation, suddenly raised yer was arrested and clapped in jail it would disgrace him his fist and struck him a heavy blow on the side of the and the old woman. So he's safe to keep his jaw closed." head. "All right," replied BPand. "We'll tie him and keep For a moment Dick felt as if the sky had fallen in on him in the hold. He won't learn for sure that we've had him. anything to do with robbing the Haywoods Bank. If He reeled, grasped wildly at the air and fell fl.at' on the look after him yourself, that is, take him his grub and ground. such, he needn't know that I'm a.boa.rd the sbop at all." Then his senses fled. Svkes favored his companion with an unpleasant look, as if he thought that Mr. Brand was taking a selfish in terest in his own welfare. \ CHAPTER III. IN THE HOLD OF THE BLACK SLOOP. It was a brutal and cowardly blow, and :Ir Brand had had a spark of decent feeling in him he would at least have protested against his companion's savage and un called-for assault on his stepson. Mr. Brand, however, did not make the faintest kind of a protest when he saw Dick lying completely kn6cked out on the earth. On the contrary, the boy's predicament seemed to afford him a great deal of satisfaction. Owing Dick as he did a long-standing grudge, which he was unable to wipe out himself, he was glad to see somebody else do him up. "I reckon we ain't got no time to lose, for the kid will soon get his senses back. Go down into the cabin and yer'll find some pieces of rope in the starboard locker. Fetch it here and I'll truss him up in short order." Brand hastened aboard the sloop to get the rope. He had no trouble in finding and the senseless boy was soon bound hand and foot. Then, between them, they lifted Dick and carried him on to the vessel's deck. Sykes took the cover off the hatchway, jumped into the hold and disappeared. In a few minutes he came back to the hatch. "Hand me the kid," he said, holding up his arms to catch the boy.

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I A FREAK OF FORTUNE 5 .Mr. Brand raised Dick and lowered him over the combings 0 the hatch. The red-headed man received Dick in his muscular gra s p, carried him over to where a pile 0 sacks were bunched in a corner of the hold near the cabin bulkhead, and dropped him on them, as he might have done with a sack of potatoes. Then he left the hold and replaced the hatch cover, leaving Dick to recover his wits at his leisure and in the dark. It might have been ten minutes later that the boy came to his senses. He found himself stretched out on something softer than: the ground, and in a place that was evidently enclosed, for there was no sign of the sky, and the atmosphere was close and warm, while he was surrounded by a dense gloom. "Where am I at now?" he asked himself, as he tried to put out his hands and rise, only to discover that they were bound behind his back. "My gracious!" he ejaculated. "I'm a prisoner My ankles are tied together also. This is a pleasant predicament, I must say. Mr. Brand seems to be a party to this outrage. He and that red-headed stranger are clearly friends. That chap looks like a jail bird, to my way of thinking. A pretty associate for my mother's husband. I'll bet the two are up to some piece of rascality, that's why they didn't want me to get away after discovering the presence of the sloop in such an out of-the-way spot as the head of the creek. I'd give some thing to learn what their game is and what they intend to do about me." As Dick didn't enjoy the sensation of having his arms secured in such an awkward way, he naturally tried to see if he couldn't work them loose. At :first his efforts in this direction met with little success, but he was a persevering boy, and after tugging at the rope, and working bis wrists around, he :finally suc ceeded in drawing one of his bands out of limbo. The other hand easily followed and his arms were at liberty. Then he put his hand in hii; pocket, got out his jack knife and severed the cord that held his feet together. "Free at last!" he exclaimed, with a feeling of great Ra tisfaction. "It makes a fellow feel good to turn a trick on his persecutors. I'm thinking Mr. Brand and his husky associate will have to rise pretty early in the morn ing in order to get the best of me. Now I guess I'll be able to find out where I am." He had a small box of matches in his vest-pocket, and striking one of them, the glare gave him a line on his surroundings. "Why, I'm in the hold of the sloop. I might have guessed that," he cried. The place ras littered with odds and ends of rope, sail cloth, blocks, old boxes, and other articles thrown around haphazard upon a lot of pig-iron ballast. "The next thing will be to make my escape from this prison pen, without mystepfather and his rascally companion becoming wise to the fact in time to prevent me. I should like to treat them to a nice little surprise. They'd feel like thirty cents if, when they came down here to look after me, they found that their bird had fl.own the coop." Dick chuckled as he imagined their discomfiture. "However, I mustn't count my chickens before they're hatched," he added. "I'm ii.ot out of the place yet. Maybe I won't be able to get out after all." The cabin bulkhead was right behind him, while another bulkhead forward separated the hold from the ga.lley in the forepeak. "The only way out I judge is by way of a hatch, the. cover of which is on. If it is secured on the outside I am effectually But as they took the precaution to bind me so carefully, possibly they did not consider it necessary to fasten the hatch. At any rate, I mean to in vestigate the matter right away It must be quite dark by. this time, which will favor my efforts to get a.way." He was about to make a move for freedom when he heard voices in the cabin behind him. "That must be my respected stepfather and the red headed man talking together. I wonder if I'm the subject of the conversation? I'd like to hear what they're saying," breathed Dick, with no little curiosity. He examined the bulkhead until he found a convenient knothole. Through this he peered and saw Mr. Brand and Sykes sitting on opposite sides of a small table, which stood in the center of the cabin. Then he placed his ear to the hole and listened atten tively. He had no difficulty in making out all the men said. "We'll drop down the creek about one o'clock," Sykes was saying. "That will bring us to the wharf I have picked out in about h'alf an hour or so, and we'll be able to reach the rear of the bank by two, when every one in the village is sound asleep. We ought to have a clear field before us. A jimmy will soon let us into the bank buildin', and I'll bet we'll catch the watchman unawares. It will be a small matter to bind and gag him so that he'll be helples$. I've the tools that'll whistle open the safe in short order, and then all we'll have tci do is to clean the place out as slick as a whistle. I look on this job as a regular snap for a chap of my experience, and there isn't one chance in a hundred that anybody will be able to trace the matter to us. No one will suspect you, at any rate, unless it might be that stepson of yours, and he won't say a word for the sake of his old woman." "I guess it wouldn't r be good for him to hint his sus picions if he has any," replied Mr. Brand, threateningly "I've taken all I'm going to from that cub. His mother has spoiled him, and now he's altogether too fresh to suit me. Some day maybe I'll :find some good excuse for tanning his hide, and I'll bet he'll remember it as long as he lives." "You ought to h'ave done that long ago. You've been too easy with the kid." "Do you think he'll be safe in the hold with the sloop alongside the wharf while we're away on this job?" "Sure he'll be safe. He's bound fast enough, and with the hatch cover on there isn't any chance at all of his givin' us the slip, or findin' out what we're up to." "Suppose somebody should go aboard the vessel and look around while we're at the bank?" 't What! at two in the mornin'? Don't you worry There worl't be a soul near that wharf before daylight and we'll be off down the lake by that time

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6 A FREAK OF FORcrUNE. The two men continued to talk about their nocturnal I that objects of any size were visible for 30me distance enterprise for awhile longer, and then Sykes got up and around the spot . . said he guessed h e would start in and cook supper. Clearly, he couldn t hope to escape observation if. He told Brand to take the crockery, knives and forks, :Mr. Brand or the rec1-headec1 man happened to raise his and so-forth out of one of the lock ers and set the table, head above the deck the moment he was making his break and then he' left the cabin and went forward to the forefor freedom, anCl such a contingency was as likely to happen peak, as not. "I guess I'd better wait awhile," thought Dick. "No CHAPTER IV. use of spoiling everything by ruehing matters When they start to cat their supper in the cabin will be a good time to HOW A SAUCEPAN GOT JOE CASPERF1ELD IN TROUBLE. make the venture." Dick was both astonished and disturbed at what he had So Dick got down from his perch and took up his posi heard. tion at the knothole in the cabin bulkhead. So his stepfather and the red-headed man were going to Mr. Brand had lighted a lantern and hung it from the try and rob the village bank that night. small skyligh t over the table. 1 While he was too well aware that Mr. Brand was a He had also set the table in a rough way-a plate on person entitled to very little respect by reason of his shifteither side of the table, with its attendant knife and fork; less ways and drinking habit, he had never suspected that a cup and saucer flanked by a pewter spoon; a sugar bowl his morals were so loose that he could be led into actual can of condensed milk, pepper and salt receptacles, and a crime. cruet containing some dark-colored stuff The terrible discovery that the man to whom his mother A newspaper a nswerecl the purpose of a tablecloth. was bound by the sacred tie of wife was on the eve of The odor of steak and :fried onions now permeated the embarking in a criminal e nterprise that would bring him hold, and Dick figured that the meal would soon be trans witbin the shadow of the law and subject him if caught, to ferred to the cabin. a considerable term in the State prison, fairly stagge r ed He waited impatiently for that moment to come. Bick. The possibility that the red-headed man might take a He felt that the disgrace of it all would almost kill hi s notion to visit the hold to see that the prisoner was safe mother, and he determined that he must try and prevent before he sat down to eat somewhat disquieted the boy, his stepfather from mixing himself up in the matter. for in that case tl1e rascal was bound to discover that he But how was he to do this? was free from his bonds, and what would happen then was Mr. Brand had already compromised him self in the not pleasant to think of. eyes of his rascally associate by consenting to help him However, he determined not to be subdued again withloot the bank. out a stiff fight, and he hoped that he would be able to find Still Iliiit, while bad enough, was not as bad as if he something in the h old that would answer for a serviceable actually engaged in the affair. weapon. It was a serious problem to Dick how he was going to The clatter in the forepeak continued for awhile l onger, interfere in the with any of success. and then Sykes made several trips between that spot and "I must get away at once and see Mr. Tweksbury, the the cabin. bead constable. He's a good friend of mother's and no Once more Dick placed hi s eye to. the knothole in the doubt he' ll be able to figure out sollie plan to my stepcabin bulkhead and saw that the two men were at supper father before he has committed himself too far." "Now is my time to get away," he thought. "If I'm Dick struck another match and cautiously looked for the cautious they'll never get on to me." hatch. He moved carefnlly over to the boxes, mounted them and As soon as he located it he brou ght a couple of boxes unproceeded to raise the hatcb cover. derneath it so that he could reach it easily. Then something happened that he had not calculated on. Before proc eedi ng further he slipped up to the forward Sykes had left a small saucepan on the hatch, and as soon bulkhead and listened. as Dick tilted the cover it slid off and rollecl along the From the sounds that reached hi s ears he judged that deck with a lively clatter. the red-headed man had lighted a fire in the small stove Dick stooll for a moment aghast at the dish1rbance, and and was preparing the meal. then, bearing an exclamat ion from the red-headed man, Satisfied that the rascal was busil y employed with his together with the sound of a moving stool as the fellow culinary duties, Dick got on the boxes and tried the hatch sprang to hi s feet and rushed up the steps to investigate with anxious expectation. the cause of the unexpected noise he dropped the cover If it was fastened down by a heavy weight he could do back, hastily dismounted from the boxes, which he softly nothing. moved aside, and slipped over to the couch of bagging and He pressed against the hatch oover, and to his great satislay down on it. faction it yielded to his touch and rose upward. He expected nothing e lse than the immediate lifting of He did not dare lift it more than a couple of inches the hatch and the appearance of the hard-looking ruffian until he could see whether the deck was deserted. in the hold. There were several circumstances against him. Nothing like that happened ; but something else did. It was a warm, calm night, and though the moon f was When Sykes reached the deck he looked around, with an not up, the sky was so clear and resplendent with stars eye sharpened by experience.

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, A FRK'\.K OF FORTUNE. 7 ================::::;=::===========-:;:. =--The :first thing that caught his glance was the sauce p3i1, bottom side up, on the deck. ne remembered then tha,t he had left it on the hatch.' 'l'he next thing he saw was the indistinct figul'e of a boy in the near distance. With an exclamation of anger, he jmnpccl to the con clusion that their prisoner had in some unaccountab1e manner managed to free himself, had slipped out of the halch, disturLing the saucepan, and wns making oiI as fast as he could. He shouted down lhe companiomvtiy to Mr. Brand, and clearing the space be:Lween the sloop and the shore started in pursuit. The uoy had stopped on hearing the racket, as if sur pri1-ied at the circumstance, and the red-headed man had no diflic:ulty in coming up with him. As the woods cast ai groom over the spot where he stood, Sykes did. not at once see that this was a different boy al tog e ther. lie concluded that the supposed Dick, perceiving that he would be overtaken, had stopped to put up a fighi. Sykes believed that the first blow counted best, and rushrng at the boy hit him a jab in the jaw that sent the astonished young stranger to i.he ground. "Yer'll try to get away, ch?" roaied lhe red-headed man, triumphantly. "'Thought you'd do the sneak act while we was off our guard Yer sec, it didn't work. That sauce pan gave yer away, and now yer'll go back to yer coop ag'in. This time I'll tie ycr so tight that yer make no second attempt, I'll bet yer." He seized the dazed lad by the collar of the jacket and hauled him across to the schooner's dPck, where Ur. Brand was awaiting the outcome of a situation that he did not quite comprehend. "Yer precious stepson was givin' us the slip on the quiet, but he didn't get far, all the same," growled Sykes. Mr. Brand looked down at the prisoner, and then ex claimed: "Why, .this isn't Dick Leslie-it's his friend, Joe Casper field." "What!" roared Sykes, looking closer "It isn't--" Then he saw that his cGmpanion was right. It wasn't their prisoner, but another boy. By that time the maltreated lad had recovered his wits and sat .up. "What are you abusing me in this way for?" be demandea, angrily. "Who do you take me for, anyway?" The two men stared at him without replying. "I took yer for somebody else," growled Sykes, at length. "Do you know that you thumped me in the jaw?" said Casperfield, as be got on his feet. "What do you want to hit a fellow my size for, you big coward?" "Shut up!'" snarled Sykes. "I'm in no humor to take any of your sass. Since you ain't the chap I took yer for yer'c1 better get a move on and clear out." Joe was about to resent this rough language, for he was a plucky little chap, when he recognized Dick's stepffathcr, whom he knew well, but did not like. "Why, is that you, Mr. Brand? Do you know if Dick is at the house ? He promised to come over and see me to-night. I got tired of waiting for him and was just going over to your cottage to see why he hasn't shown up." "No, I don't know nothing about him," answered Mr. Brand, in a sulky "Then you don't know where he went after supper?" per istcd Joe. "No, I don't." Joe started to go when it suddenly him that t h is sloop was moored in a strange place. He stopped and looked her over in a way Sykes didn't like. "What yer lookin' at?" he demanded, aggressively. "I"m looking at this sloop. What is she doing so far up the creek?" "None of yer blamed business what she's doin' here," re torted Sykes. "Git!" Joe judged from his threatening manner that that was the best thing for him to do, and he was abou t to step ashore when Dick, who had been attracted underpeath the hatch by the "he had heai-d going on, yelled out: "Hel-lo, Joe! I'm a prisoner in the hold." The air being so still every word came distin,ctly to the cars of those on deck. "Why, that's Dick's voice now!" cried Joe, in great sur prise. "He says he's a prisoner in the hold His voice came right up through the hatch. What's the meaning of this, Mr. Brand?" he conaluded, suspiciously. "Git ashore, will yer ?" roared Sykes, grabbing Joe by the arm and trying to force him over the side "I won't go ashore till I understand what this means," replied Joe, pluckily. "IIel-lo, Joe! Hello i" came Dick's voice again. "Yer won't go, eh?" snarled Sykes, raising his hair}' fist. "\Vby is Dick shut up in the hold of this sloop, Mr. Brand?" asked Joe, turning to his chum's stepfather. "You just told me that you didn't know anything about him. You'd better let Dick out or I'll see to it that he does get out." "Yer will, you little monkey gmtted Sykes. "I've stood all the sass I'm goin' to from yer. If yer'd known when yer was well off yer'd have dusted when I told yer to first. Now yer've got to take the consequences "What do you mean?" asked Joe, stepping back "I'll show yer what I mean, you measley cub!" answered Sykes, springing on him and bearing him to the deck. "Yer'll go and keep yer friend company in the hold, and see how yer'll like to be shut up there yourself." Sykes turned Joe over, and placing his knee in the small of his snatched up a piece of rope and bound his arms tightly behind him. "Pull off that hatch, Brand," he said, sharply "Why don't ycr do as I tell yer ?" he roared, as Dick's stepfath er hesitated. Mr. Brand obeyed the order, seemingly as if be di.cl not approve of the proceedings, and .Sykes lifted Joe up bodily and lowered him down into the hold. "Now go and find yer side-p,artner, yer young kangaroo," said the red-headed man, slamMling the hatch cover on and then looking around for something to put on top of it as an extra precaution He thought of the water keg in tlrn forepeak, and getting

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8 A FilKiK OF FORTUNE. ft placed in where he thought 'it would do the most good, then he and Brand returned to the cabin to finish their interrupted supper which was rather cold by this time. I gues s I should have got o.IT all right, but then I woulun t have known you were a prisoner in this hold." "To tell the tn1th, I'm glad you're here, Joe, for -'e may be able queer the game my stepfather and the red headed man are up to." CHAPTER V. ON THE EVE OF .A. CRIME. "Hello, Joe!" said Dick, coming up and se1zmg his chum by the arm, as the hatch cover was replaced by the red-headed man. "I guess I've got yoyi. into trouble by yelling out to you. But never mind; we'll get out of this scrape all right before long." "What game a.re they up to?" "Thh have planned to rob the Haywoods Bank to rught." "Why, Dick, htnv is it that you're a prisoner down here?" asked Joe, facing his friend in the darkness of the hold. "I'll tell you after I cut you loose," replied Dick, getting out his knife and slashing away at the rope that held Joe's arms together. In a moment or two Joe. was .free of his bonds. Then Dick hurriedly told him how he had got into his unpleasant fix. "Now wait here till I take a look into the cabin through a knothole. If both Mr. Brand and his companion are in there we'll make an effort to get out, just as I was about to do before you turned up, only I was balked by a saucepan that the red-headed ruffian mu t have le.rt on the hatch. It rolled off with a racket that brought the rascal on deck. Then it seems he caught you thinking it w13.s me making my escape. I'll be back in a moment." Dick fom1d that his stepfather and Sykes were busily making i.ip for lost time at the table, so he lost no time putting the two boxes into position again, climbing up and shoving at the hatch cover. This time he was greatly disappointed to find that it resisted his efforts. "Gee!" he muttered. "They've put a weight on it. I guess Joe and me together can lift it, but it won't do to try, for whatever it is would be sure to make a noise when it slipped off, and then the fat would be in the fire for fair." So he dismounted and laid the boxes aside again. "We can't get out for the present, Joe," he said "There's something on the hatch cover, holding it down. We'll have to wait and trust to luck." Then he asked his chum to tell him how he happened to run foul of the red-headed man. "Why, it was this way," explained Joe: "I got tired of waiting for you to show up at the house, as you promised to do, and I was on the way to your home to find out you hadn't come. As I was passing the corner of the wood I heard a racket in the direction of the head of the creek. It must have been that saucepan you say you knocked off the hatch. Then I heard a man's voice shouting out some thing. As I had no idea that there was anybody, much less a vessel, at this end of the creek, I stopped to listen. Then that big ruffian came rushing toward me. He never said a word but knocked me down with a blow from his heavy fist before I had any suspicion of what was going to happen. Then after saying something about me trying to get away, he dragged me aboard this sloop. I guess you must have heard what followed. He had attacked me by mistake, t)linking I was you, but I didn't get on to his blunder, for I was hoppin& mad. If you hadn't yelled out, "What gasped Joe. "Your stepfather has planned to rob the village bank?" "No; the other fellow has done .the planning, and seems to be a regular crook. I regret to say, though, that he seems to be an acquaintance of Mr. Brand's, and has in duced him to go into the scheme. Now, Joe, you won't let that fact get out if we can put a spoke in this affair before my stepfather implicates himself any further iit the enterprise, will you?" "Sure I won't. Did you find out how they're going to work the job?" Dick told him what little he had overheard about the men's plans. uHow do you expect to choke them off?" "I don't know just .how I'll be able to do it now. If I had got away when I starled to leave the hold, I intended lo hunt up Mr. 'l'weksbury ancl put the matter up to him. He would have found some way of heading off the robbery Without arresting Mr. Brand, which he wouldn't like to do for the disgrace it would bring on mother and me. Now I guess we must try and find some way between us." "I'll do all I can to help you, Dick., You know I'm your friend." "Yes, I know you are, Joe. That's why I'm going to rely on you to help me save my stepfather from the con sequences of his foolish conduct." "You can rely on me all right." At that moment the two men, having :finished their supper, went on deck, and the boys heard tht:lm walking around, overhead. "Come and sit on the bags and we'll talk it over," said Dick, leading the way. "II that red-headed rascal doesn't take it into his head to come down here and take a look at us we may succeed. As he left me bound hand and foot' he no doubt supposes I am still in that shape. Ancl as he dropped you in here, with your arms bound, he won't for a moment imagine that we can free each other. Be lieving us to be perfectly helpless, he may not bother with us any more to-night If he doesn't, we'll stand a good show of getting out of our hobble." It was decided them that nothing could be clone until the sloop dropped down the creek, sailed over to the wharf selected, and the two men had departed on their burglarious errand. Then as soon as the coast was clear they' would break out of the hold, follow their captors to the bank, and try to pu.t a stop to the attempt to 10ot the institution. At intervals the boys heard Sykes and Brand pacing the deck, over their heads. When their footsteps ceased, they knew the men must be seated somewhere, talking. Thus the evening wore slowly away. As the hours passed it seemed to grow more hot and oppressive in the hold.

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A FREAK OF FORTUNE. 9 The boys fournl it more ancl more o.f an effort to keep awake. They yawned and their eyelids grew painfully hea:vy. Knowing that .to yielcl to s lumber-was to endanger their chances of escape at the prop e r moment, as well as the chances of sa:ving Mr. Brand from the commission of a crime, they fought against the insidious approaches of sleep. But in spite of their best efforts the silence of the night and the heat of the hold had their natural effect on Dick and Joe, who were adcustomed to retiring to their beds at an early hour, as they had to get up early. They ceased to converse, ceased to punch each other to throw off the drowsy languor that persisted in lulling their senses to repose, and ere long their heads dropped forward on their breasts, and they were soon in sound slumber. On deck, Sykes and Mr. Brand kept wide awake enough. They smoked, talked, took frequent from a fl.ask labeled whiskey, and awaited the hour of one, when they proposed to unmoor and start upon their criminal expedition. There was a small wall clock hanging in the cabin, and Sykes occasfonally consulted it. "Time is up," he said at last, coming on deck after a trip below. "Cast off the moorin' rope from that stump, Brand, while I raise the jib." Mr. Brand hastened to carry out this direction, and as the sloop moved away from the bank he helped Sykes hoist the mainsail. The movement of the vessel was rather sluggish, for the wind was not only light but the sail got very little benefit of it till the craft had floated entirely beyond the sheltering line of woods. It took half an hour for the sloop to traverse the length of the creek, but as soon as she passed out into the lake she found a stronger breeze that carried her along at a more satisfactory rate of speed. "We're going to have a d&rk night, after all," remarked Mr. Brand, pointing to the heavy bank of clouds which for more than an hour had been creeping over the sky, blotting out the stars, and changing the early brightness of the night to a gloomy and forbidding aspect. "So much the better," replied Sykes, who stood at the helm. The red-headed man had evidently been a sailor at some part of his career, for he acted as if he was thoroughly at home in navigating tile craft. Before the sloop reached the water-front of the village, the heavens were completely overcast, the wind was gradu ally rising and a drizzling rain was adding discomfort to the scene. This change in the weather, however, was welcomed by the two men, for it would add to the safety of the enter prise on foot. Sykes had a sharp and soon singled out the wharf he had selected to moor at while they were away at the bank. They ran alongside of it and made fast to a spile hea.d. Not a soul was in sight anywhere, and there seemed little fear that any one would be around that locality until sun rise at least. "We ll have everythin' our own way, Brand," chuckled tbe red-headed man. "I'll bet every person in the village is sound asleep at this hour. The hrn constables ore no Cloubt snugly stowed away in some comfortable corner out of the w e t. A,t any rate, I'm not afraid of meetin' them, either goin' or comin'. Go clown and bring up my kit 0 tools and the two bags to carry the swag in. As soon as we reach the back door 0 the bank lend you my gun to intimidate the night watch1nan with alter we break in. Don't forget to put a couple of pieces of rope in your pocket to tie the fellow with, and a bit 0 rag to gag him." Mr. Brand brought the required articles on deck, and everything being in readiness, the two men stepped onto the wharf and took their way up the street, hugging the shadows. / CHAPTER VI. DICK ESCAPES FROM THE HOLD, AND WHAT HAPPENED AFTERWARD. Two hours passed away, during which the two boys in the hold slept as peacefully as though they were in their b eds at home. The precious moments they had counted on for making their escape and carrying out their plans were slipping away while they lay, like a couple of logs, against the side oi the sloop. The light rain had let up, but the wind had risen to a stiffish breeze, which, catching the folds of the mainsail that the men had only partially lowered, caused the sloop to bob uneasily about at her moorings, while the roughen ing water forced her repeatedly against the spiles with growing roughness. The sloop's movements, however, appeared to have nD effect on the boys, who still slept on in blissful unconscious ness of their surroundings. Twenty minutes passed, and then a heavier jolt than usual of the sloop against the wharf toppled the sleeping Dick over on his side and awoke him. He instantly sat up and rubbed his eyes. "Hang it, if I haven't been asleep!" he exclaimed, in a tone of disgust. "The question is, how long have I slept?" At first he thought from the motion of the craft that she was underway, sailing across the lake toward the villag e wharf. Then the tug of the sloop at her mooring-line convinced the boy tl}at he was mistaken in his surmise. The jerky movement of the craft thoroughly surprised him. When he and Joe :fell asleep the sloop was as motionless as if on the stocks, now she was tossing about !IS if under the influence 0 a choppy sea. "The wind must have come up at a lively rate," he thought; ."but even so we can't be in the creek. We must be"-the thought startled him-" alongside the wharf in front 0 the village. H so, my stepfather and his companion may be even now at the bank." Without paying any attention to the slumbering Joe, he made his way over to the knothole in the cabin bulkhead and peered through. All was silence and darkness in the cabin. "My gracious!" he exclaimed "They are surely ashore, and Joe and I have lost the golden opportunity we were looking forward to. It isn't too late, however, for us to '

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10 A FREAK OF FOHTUNE. get away, I guess. I must make sure just how things stand managed to free themselves they couldn't shove the hatch first, and then I'll arouse Joe." up and make their esca.pe. With some difficulty, owing to the bobbing and rolling "Well," replied Mr. Brancl, "what about it?" of the vessel, he piled the two boxes one on top of the ''There's this much.about it: That cask should be there other and mounted to the hatch. still and not where it is, against tlle starboard rail." He expected to meet with considerable resistance from "It must have rolled off, then," replied Brand, not tak the weight on top and therefore exerted considerable ing much interest in-the matter. force "Rolled ofr !" snorted Sykes, almost angrily. "Well, To his surprise the cover flew up without any difficulty what made it roll off?" and he nearly fell off his perch. "How should I know? Maybe the motion of the sloop Although Dick didn't know it, the action o.f the sloop had did it," said the other, hitting the correct reason at :first clislodged the water cask from the top o.f the hatch. guess. "You see how the veRRe1 is bobbing about." Grasping the combing of the hatch with one hand, to Sykes, though somewhat impressed by this logical exsteady himself, Dick looked around the deck and then the planation of the displacement of the breaker of water, was immediate neighborhood not tlwrol1ghl:v satisfied. Being familiar with the entire village water front he "Well, that may be; but I'm goin' to take a look at the knew r igh t away where the sloop was. prisoners to be on the safe side," he said. "Go and fetch I wonder how l ong the vessel has been here?" he asked the lantern." himself "If not l ong, Joe and I may have a chance yet As Mr. Brand started for the cabin to get the article in to do something. But how are we going to tell how long question, Sykes yanked off the hatch cover and leaped she's been moored here? I remember now there's a clock in into the hold the cabin. I'll go down there and take a look at it. They A terrible crash and a volley of imprecations, mingled expected to bring the sloop here about two o'clock And with a groan or 'two, brought Brand back in a hurry. I suppose they intended to be away not much over an hour 'Ihe red-headed rascal lJad encountered an unexpected and a half. Much depends, therefore, on what time it is obstacle in his descent in the shape of the two boxes that now." Dick had placed there for a stepladdel'. Di c k s hoved the h atch cover aside and sprang out on They had given away under him, and carried him to the deck. bottom of the hold in P. hea .p, where he struck his head on The n h e made straight for the cabin stairs, descended a piece of pig-iron ballast and Jay half stunned. t hem, st ruck a ma tch and lookecl around till he spied the "What in creation is the matter with yon, Sykes?" asked clock. Brand, astonished at the racket, as he peered down into G l ancing at its big, round face, he saw, to his consternathe hatchway t ion that it wanted just five minutes of four. The redheaded man was liardly in condition to answer at "That settles it, I'm afraid. Mr. Brand and his burg the moment, as he felt as if a house had fallen in on him. l a r asso ciate are liable to be at any moment, probably "What's happened to you?" repeated Mr Brand. "Did wit h a load of loot. I must arouse Joe at once. you fall in?" H e sprang back up the stairs A groan, followed by a rather strong expression that H ardly had he reached the deck before he heard voices won't bear repetition, was all the answer he got. at the h ead of the wharf Mr. Brand began to grow alarmed. The r e they come now We'll never be able to get If his companion, yvho was the brains of the combina away How u nrortunate it was that we fell asleep It has tion, was seriously hurt, the situation was an awkward one queered a ll our plans Too bad I didn't arouse Joe before I for them both. I cam e u p here, for there isn't time for me to do it now To escape in the vessel with their plunder would in that with any safety What shall I do? It would be foolish case be impossible, for :Mr. Brand could 'no more sail the for me to return to the hold again I know. I'll hide in sloop than he could fly. t h e forepeak until I can get a chance to let Joe out of th Greatly to his relief, however, he heard Sykes scramble h o ld. But first of all I'd better put the cover on the hatch on his feet and begin to swear like a trooper. or they'll know at once that something is wrong." To his mind that was a good sign that his companion was Di c k had just time to do this, and seek the shelter of not very badly injured. the for epeak when two indistinct forms, carrying loaded "What's the trouble?" a.gain inquired Mr. Brand. b ags over their shoulders, appeared through the gloom that "Trouble!" roared Sykes, in a great rage. "What in shrou ded the wharf. thunder were those boxes doing under the hatch?" H olding the scuttle cover up an inch or two, Dick "What lioxes ?" asked Brand, not understanding the watched Sykes and Mr. Brand step aboard and dump their situation. bun dles on the deck near the cabin stairs. "I struck a pile of 'em. They gave way under me and A lm ost immediately the red headed rascal's sharp eyes I lost my hold somehow and went tumbling on top of 'em. not iced t h e absence of the water cask from the top of the I almost broke my head. What I want to know is how hatc h a n d that fact aroused a suspicion in his mind with came they to be there?" respec t to their prisoners. "How should I know? You were in the hold last your" Lo o k here, B rand, when we went ashore that waterself," answered Brand b arre l was o n top of the hatch. I put it there on purpose "By. thunder! There!s something wrong. Fetch a light to ho ld the cover down so that in case those young monkeys so I can see below."

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A FREAK OF FORTUNE. 11 "Something wrong What do you mean?" "Fetch a light, I tell you!" howled Sykes, whose sus picions were aroused. Of course, Dick, from his place of concealment in the !orepeak, heard the whole of the conversation about the displaced water breaker, as well as Sykes's subsequent movements and tumble, and he knew that there would be some thing doing as soon as his stepfather returned with the lighted lantern. Mr. Brand lost no time in getting the lantern from the cabin. While he was away, Dick half resolved to escape ashore, hunt up one of the constables, and bring him down to the wharf to capture both the sloop and the two men. There were several reasons, however, that deterred the boy from acting on tha t idea. One was that it was exceedingly doubtful i he oould find an officer in time to reach the sloop before she left the wharf. A second reason was that the capture of his stepfather, with the goods on him, so to speak, would lead to his cer tain conviction, and for his mother's sake, he c1id n.ot wish to see lllr. Brand brought to the bar. Another thing that held him back was the half-formed hope that he, with Joe's assistance, might be able to re cover the booty taken from the bank and return it without implicating his stepfather in the transaction. "This man Sykes is bound to di cover in a few moments that I've escaped from the hold, and though he may wonder why my friend Joe did not accompany me, he will naturally conclude that I went a.shore to hunt up a constable to give them in charge for assault and abquction. He will then hustle to get the sloop under way in order to head me off. As neither he nor Mr. Brand will have any suspicion that I'm still on board, I may pe able to find a chance to com municate with Joe and get up some plan to round up this enterprise in a way that will not bring grief to my mother." By the time Dick'had summed up matters to his own satisfaction, Mr. Brand returned on deck with the lantern. He passed it down to Sykes, who had been impatiently waiting in the hold. The rascal then proceeded to make an investigation. Joe Casperfield had been aroused from his sleep by the racket, and seeing the hatchway open, and hearing the dis turbance made by Sykes, he feared some complication not foreseen by Dick and himself. He had no idea that he had been ahind him. He fl.ashed the light into the corner and saw only one boy. Then he raised the lantern above his head and looked about the hold. His keen glance soon assured him that Dick was not there. Without paying further attention to Casperfield, to that youth's intense satisfaction, he rushed back to the hatch way. "That stepson of yours has escaped !" he roared up to Mr. Brand. "Escaped!" exclaimed" Brand, incredulously. "Yes, skipped out. That accounts for the water barrel being off the hatch cover. 'l'he other chap is here, how ever, which shows that your kid expected to bring back a constable, or some other man, in short order, to lay us by the heels. Here, take this glim,:' passing up the lantern, "and give me a hand to get out of this We haven't any time to lose. We must cast off from the wharf and get under way at onee or t!_iere'll be trouble to burn for us His words gave his less hardened companion a great shock, and the way the two men got busy during the next few minutes showed that they were fully alive to the dange r that they believed menaced them. CHAPTER VII. DICK MASTER OF TIIE As soon as Sykes had clapped the cover on the hatch again, and replaced the keg of water on it, he hastened to assist Mr. Brand unmoor the sloop fro711 the wharf. As the boat drifted out into the lake, they hoisted the mainsail first and the jib afterward, after which Sykes has tened to take charge of the helm and put the vessel on her course down the broad sheet of water on the northern shore of which Haywoods Village lay Mr. Brand busied himself carrying the bundles down into the cabin, then he lit his pipe and rejoined his com panion on deck. The sloop now slipped along over the choppy water at a good speed, and was rapidly leaving the village behind her. Dick watched the hyo men from under the scuttle covert and ch11ckled at the idea that they believed he was ash.ore, and that they had successfully eluded his presumed plan to capture them at the wharf. "I'm safe enough here for two or three hours, at any rate, I guess," he said to himself. "But when Sykes comes forward to cook breakfast I'm sure to be discovered, and then there'll be trouble. Still, I might manage to move those boxes out a bit and squeeze myself in behind them Then I might possibly escape his eagle eye." Day was now breakin_p, and the sun would be up in less than an hour. A few miles ahead was a bunch 0 gree islands, and toward the largest of these Sykes was steering the sloop.

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12 A FREAK OF FORTUNE. Dick, who kept a sharp lookout on the movements of the two men, as well as about the lake as the light gradually grew stronger and brought out the line of shoTe and the surrounding la ndscape, soon noticed that their present course would take them in among the picturesque islands. There were several sheltered coves along the shore of the big island, known as Goat Island, and the boy began to wonder if it was the intention 0 the red-headed naviga tor to run into one 0 them and lie there until nightfall cGvered their movements down the lake to the entrance of the river, which took its rise at the southern end 0 the lake, and ran in a southeasterly direction or a hundred miles or more, when it formed a junction with a bigger stream that traversed the more populous section of the State. Dick was well acquainted with nearly all of these islands, or he had visited them with Joe and other schoolboy friends more than: once in a borrowed sailboat in days past, :vhen he had the time to spare for that pleasure. As the sun rose over the low line of hills to the east, the sloop was close to Goat Island, and soon afterward Dick found that his surmise was corr{ct about the craft making a landing, for she presently put in at a sequestered cove. The sails were lowered and left unfastened in the same way as at the head of the creek, and then the men, ater carrying a line ashore and fastening it to a convenient tree, retired to the cabin. Dick took advantage of their absence from the deck to slip ashore and hide in the thick undergrowth of bushes, he could saely watch their furlher movements and figure on what he should do next. Every moment he expected to see. Sykes appear and go forward to the forepeak to prepare the morning meal, but the minutes went by and he did not show up. After waiting a good half hour, Dick began to grow impatient. "I wonder what they're doing in the cabin?" he said to himself. "Maybe counting up their plunder from the bank, and stowing it away. I daresay that's an occupation that they find great pleasure in." As a matter of fact, that was exactly what Sykes and his associate were doing. It took them the greater part of an hour to size up their swag and divide it, according to the red-headed man's ideas of an equitable division, which was three-quarlers for him self and one-quarter for Mr. Brand. Dick's stepfather held out for a large share of the spoils of their night's work, but Sykes carried the argument his own favor, on the ground that he was the man who planned and really carried out the enterprise; that he had furnished the experience and tools and sloop, and that Mr. Brand was merely a kind of general assistant, and ought to be satisfied with whatever share he (Sykes) chose to give him. Whether Brand wast satisfied or not with the way his companion put the matter he could not very well help him self, as Sykes was big, strong and aggressive, and used to doing things as he chose whenever he had the advantage on his side. Dick saw him proceed to the galley, and soon smoke was issuing from the small stovepipe in the forepeak. The light breeze blowing on shore wated the smell of the cookery to the boy's nose and made him eel hungry. He began to wonder how long it would be before food came his way. "H they turn in for a ater the meal I can sneak aboard and perhaps find a bite 0 something left in the galley. Then I'll release Joe and perhaps we can capture the sloop while they're dreaming in the cabin. I know just how I'll do it i I get but hal a chance." .Sykes carried the eatables into the cabin when they were ready, and nearly half an hour elapsed before the men re appeared on deck, with pipes in their mouths. Dick saw Sykes go into the forepeak again, and after a little while, during which there was more sm.ell 0 cooking, he came out with a plate full 0 stuff and a cup of tSomething that Dick judged to be coffee. These he laid down on the deck, removed -the water cask from the hatch cover and prepared to enter the hold. "He's taking Joe some breakfast," breathed Dick, lick ing his hungry chops and really envying his comrade in misfortune his bit 0 good luck. Sykes lowered himse1 into the hold, and Mr. Brand passed him the loaded dishes. The rascal was out 0 sight some little time. Then, ater passing up the empty dishes, he sprang on deck, put the cover on the hatch again and replaced the water breaker. He stood talking to Mr. Brand for a ew moments, and then the worthy pair went down into the cabin again. Dick put in another hour 0 impatient waiting, and finding that the men did not reappear on deck again he began to consideT the advisability 0 venturing on board the sloop and investigating the condition 0 things. "I think I can saely count on their being asleep by this time,'' he said to himsel. "I'll have to be mighty careul, though, foT, I've no doubt that red-headed rascal has trained himsel to sleep with one eye open." He emeTged from the bushes, took off his shoes, and crept on board. The first thing he did was to drop down into the forepeak on the hunt for something to eat. The fire was out and theTe was nothing but a dirty frying-pan and the coffee-pot on the stove. 'rhere was half a loaf 0 bTead and a plate with some butteT on it lying on a box close by. "That's better than nothing, by a long shot," said the hungry lad, cutting off several slices and buttering them. With his mouth ull he looked into the coffee-pot. It was not quite empty, and he managed to get three quarters 0 a cup 0 cold coffee. Ater consuming most 0 the bread, all 0 the butter and emptying the pot, Dick elt betteT and ready for action in other quarteTs. Poking his head cautiously above the open scuttle he saw that the deck was as deserted as ever. "I guess they're asleep, all right, but still I'd like to make sure of it." As soon as the subject was disposed of, Sykes called on his companion to wash up the dirty dishes from their evening's repasi, while he started in and cooked breakfast. He got out of the forepeak and softly crossed the deck. Standing close to the cabin stairs he poked his head down the opening and listened with I great attention.

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A FRK\.K OF FORTUNE. The sounds of heavy breathing came up to him. "Good. They are asleep,'' he said. He was about to turn away, when a daring idea occured to him. He would descend the stairs and take a look at the men in order to see how soundly they appeared to be sleeping. There was some risk in this, but it was just like Dick to do such a thing if he thought any advantage was likely to come to him from it. So the nervy boy stepped softly down the half doz brass-bound stairs until he stood inside the entrance to the cabin. Then he glanced around the place into which the sun light streamed through the small skylight in the roof of the trunk. The table was littered with the dishes containing the remains of the morning meal. There was a bunk on a locker on either side of the cabin. Mr. Brand was stretched out on one, Sykes on the other. Their breathing indicated sound repose. Dick, having seen all he wanted to was about to retreat when his sharp eye noticed the butt of a revolver sticking from under the red-headed man's pillow. Its presence there fascinated him, and suggested great possibilities if he could but secure it himself. "I must try and get it," he breathed. "With that in my hands, and with .Joe at my back, I am almost sure that we would be masters of the situation." To think was to act with Dick. With the utmost caution he approached Sykes's berth, laid his fingers on the weapon and, inch by inch, drew it from its resting place. At last, with a thrill of satisfaction, he had it in his hand, and the two men slept on, oblivious of what he was doing. There was nothing further to detain him in the cabin, and so he returned on deck. "Now, if I could manage to secure the sliding. door over the entrance to the cabin stairs I'd have them pris oners below, and then the game wo ld be in my hands," he said. There was a keyhole in the slide, which showed that it could be locked, but as the key was not in it, Dick could not expect to lock it. There was also a stout, brass ring which served in place of a handle for drawing the door to. This gave Dick an idea. He looked around, picked up a piece of line and making a thick knot in one end he passed the other end through the ring, shut the door over and then secured the end of the line around a cleat in the low bulwark of the sloop. That made the door fast. "I guess I've got them all right now," he said, triumphantly. "The next thing is to release Joe from the hold." CHAPTER VIII. IN WHICH SYKES AND BRAND ARE UP AGAINST IT. Dick lost no time in removing the hatch, and jumping down into the hold. "Hist, Joe! Where are he called, in a low tone. "What, you on board, Dick!" cried Joe, coming forwad in joyful surprise. "I thought you had escaped ashore at the village. That red-headed rascal came down here with a lantern some hours ago and seemed surprised when he didn't see you. I heard him tell your stepfather that you had got away." "I was hidin in the forepeak at the time, and staycJ there till the sloop anchored in this cove, when I slipped ashore because I was afraid of being "Then they don't know you're around?" "They think I'm at the village. I just fooled them h great shape." "Whereabouts is the sloop anchored?" "At Goat Island." "Is that so? Well, how about our getting away?" "There's nothing to prevent us." "Nothing? What about your stepfather and the re 1-headed rascal?" "They're asleep in the cabin, and I've fixed things so they can't get out." "You have? How?" "Come on deck and I'll show you." Joe lifted Dick up so he coula scramble out, and then Dick assisted him out from above. They put the cover on the hatch and walked aft, when Joe saw how his chum had secured the cabin slide. 11When they wake up and find themselves prisoners that big rascal will smash the slide to pieces. It doesn't look over strong." "If he tries that he'll run against this,'' replied Dick, showip.g the revolver. "Where did you get that?" asked Joe, in surprise. Dick told him how he got possession of it. "Well, you've got more nerve than I have/' answered Joe, admiringly. "We'll have to watch both the slide and the skylight. I wish I had some kind of a weapon to Hack you up with,'' he added, looking around. "There's a hatchet in the forepeak. Take it ashore and cut yourself a good club. That will answer as well as any thing." Joe thought Dick's suggestion a good one and followed it. Dick sat down near the closed slide to be ready to repel any effort made by the pnsoners to break out. "Do you know whether your stepfather and the other cl;iap got into the bank this morning, as you told me they proposed doing?" asked Joe when he returned with a ser vi'ceable club. "I guess there's no doubt about it for they brought a couple of loaded bags on board just before the red-headed man fell into the hold when he started to see if we were both safe down there," replied Dick. "Did he fall into the hold?" "Did he? I should say he did," chuckled Dick. "He fell over those boxes you remember I piled up." "Then that was the racket that woke, me up." "It must have been, for he made noise enough to wake the dead." "Well, what are you going to do about getting back to the village? Your stepfather is in this scrape up to hio; neck. How are you going to save him now?" "I'll have to make a deal with the man Sykes." "Is that the red-headed man's name?"

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14 A FREAK OF FORTUNE. "Yes." He cooked a fresh pot of coffee, cut up a loaf of bread, "What kind of a deal do you think of making?" fried a mess of bacon and eggs for himself and Joe, and "After I've made it plain to him that they are both in when everything was ready fetched it over to where his our power, and that it will be easy for us to carry them back companion sat on guard. to the village and deliver them into the hands of the au. "That looks good," said Joe, hungrily. "I suppose you thorities, I'll consent to let Sykes off if he'll agree to had anything to eat since last night." deliver up all the plunder they stole from the bank." "I ate up half a loaf and part of a cup of coffee I found "Supposing he won't give it up?" in the galley when I returned on board after Sykes had "Then we'll have to make him." cooked a second mess of meat for you," replied Dick. "He's a pretty tough proposition to tackle." "'That only took the edge off my hunger. Now I'm going "A revolver with six shots in it is a good argument to to get away with a square meal. Pitch in and let s get it bring to bear on him." out of the way. Those chaps rnay wake up any moment "He might take the chance of your using it on him. I and make things interesting for us." hardly think you'd care to shoot him." Nothing happened while they were eating, nor for more "I shouldn't want to do so, but if I'm driven to it I'd than an hour afterward, then they heard a noise in the just as soon wing him as not. I must recover the bank's cabin. money without implicating Mr. Brand." "Grab your stick, Joe. There'll be something doing in "! hope you'll manage to get around the matter, but it a moment," said Dick. looks to me as if you'll never be able to save your stepThere was the sound of steps on the brass-bound stairs father." J and then a fumbling of a hand at the closed slide. "I'll save him if it's possible for me to do it." Failing to get the slide to open, the person who was "I'll bet he wouldn't do as much for you." working at it began to swear in tones th,at unmistakably "I':vi not taking all this trouble for his sake, but for belonged to Sykes. mother's." "What's the matter?" the boys heard Mr. Brand ask. "It's too bad that your mother married him." Sykes's reply was more forcible than polite, and ended "Well, I've heard that he was a pretty decent sort of up with a demand to know if Mr. Brand had closed the man when he marired her. I was only a little chap then. slide. He's changed greaJ;ly in late years." Dick's stepfather replied that he hadn't touched it. "Are you going to remain here until you come to terms "It's blamed funny, then," answered Sykes. "It was with Sykes?" open when we turned in. r don't like the look of this. The slide is fast, and I can't budge it. Hand me that "If he knuckles down to you what are you going to do?" revolver of mine under the pillow and I'll batter it open." "Put him ashore over by the railroad." In a moment or two Mr. Brand reported that he couldn't "And Mr. B'rand ?" find the revolver. .... "I'll carry him to the village and let him go." "Yer can't find it, you lunkhead!" roared Sykel3, "And what are you going to do with the sloop?" angtily. "It's under mf pillow, I tell yer." "Turn it over to the Haywoods authorities." "I looked under tbe :Qillow, and it isn't there." "But you'll have to explain how you got possession of With an imprecation, Sykes walked back down the stairs the stolen money. You may find that kind of awkwar men were evidently tired, for they showed no countenance was framed in the opening. disposition to wake up in a hurry. Matters had reached a climax at last. The morning wore slowly away, and Dick began to feel decidedly hungry again. CHAPTER IX. Handing the revolver to Joe, and telling him to keep his eyes peeled for trouble, he went into the galley and IN WHICH THE TABLES ARE TURNED ON SYKES AND BRAND. rummaged around for food. He discovered a couple of polinds of sliced bacon, two loaves of bread, two dozen of eggs, nearly a pound of coffee and other things of a like nature. When Sykes's eyes roted on Dick Leslie standing, re volver in hand, facing the broken cabin slide, he uttered an exclamation of rage and astonishment. "You here, you pestiferous young monkey!" he roared.

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A FREAK OF F ORTUNE. 15 "Yes, I'm here," replied Dick, coolly. "Where have yer been hidin' aboard? I thought yer made yer escape." "Don't worry yourself about where I've been hiding. I've been watching you right along." "Who are you talking to, Sykes?" asked Mr. Brand, from the foot of the stairs. "Who? Why, your measly stepson. I'll bet he's at the bottom of this trick.'' "Do you mean to say he is on board the sloop?" "Come up and look at him yerself," snarled Sykes. Mr. Brand ascended the stairs and peeped out. He recognized Dick with no little wonder, i'or he couldn't account for the lad being on board when both he and Sykes supposed that he had escaped at the village wharf. "Is that my gun yer've got in yer hand?" demanded Sykes, wrathfully of Dick. "I guess it was, but it's mine now," replied the boy. "Yours I" h01Vled the red-headed man, furiously. "Did you have the nerve to walk into the cabin and take it from me?" "I did," replied Dick. "I thought it would be more use ful to me than to you." "Hand it over," snorted Sykes. "You must take me for a fool, Sykes," returned Dick. "This revolver is the boss of the situation. If vou make any further attempt to break out of that door I'll shoot. If you think I don't mean business, just try me, that's all." was a resolute ring in Dick'.s voice that warned Sykes that the boy was dangerous to monkey with Sykes, however, was no milk-and-water individual. He had been up against revolvers in determined hands before, and he was accustomed to take chances. Probahly he expected that when he died it would be with his boots on. Sykes glared at Dick in a way that would have carried terror to some boy's souls. He raised the. piece of iron pipe suddenly and hurled it the remaining panels with a viciousness that splint ered the entire door. Then he thrust his body through the .opening and came at Dick with blood in his Dick saw his danger, and realizing that he must either make good his threat or throw up the sponge, raised his revolver and with his finger on the trigger ajmed point blank at the ruffian. In another moment Dick would have fired and probably have killed or desperately wounded the crook, but that Joe. on hearing the second crash, and seeing Sykes issue the fractured door! sprang forward and brought h:is club down on the fellow's head with a force and sent him stunned to the deck. "Good for you, Joe said Di ck, much relieved by the turn affairs had taken. "Now get a piece of and we'll tie him." Joe got a short length of line forward, and between them they bound Sykes good and tight, while Mr. Brand looked on, afraid to interfere. They dragged the crook to the hatchway and left him there. "Now, Mr. Brand, come on deck, I want to talk to you," said Dick, returning to the cabin entrance. His stepfather refused to avail himself of this invita tion, and ;retreated back into the cabin. Dick, kicking the broken slide aside, and kaving Joe to keep an eye on deck, followed him. Mr. Brand sullenly took his seat on the bunk lately va cated by his associate, and regarded the boy with an un friendly aspect. Dick was afraid that the interview was not likely to be a sa tisfactorv one. "You and. I have never got on very well together, Mr Brand," began Dick;" and now that you have added to your other undesirable qualities the commission of a crime, I don't think we're ever likely to hitch Mr Brand looked hard things at his stepson, but did not say a word. "Row did you hE>come acquainted with that ruffian out side, and whatever was it that induced you to j oin h ands with him in the robber y of the Haywoods Bank?" "What's that?" snarled Mr. Brand. "How dare y ou say that I robbed any bank, you little liar!" "That bluff won't work with me, Mr. Brand," replied Dick, coldly. "After you and Sykes put me down in the hold when the sloop was at the head of the creek, I found a knothole in that bulkhead and, looking through, I saw both of you seated at this table I heard every word that passed between you about thQ. j,ob this morning at the bank Then when I escaped from the hold at the village wha.rl I saw you both eome on board with loaded ags, which I am satisfied the plunder you stole from the bank That stuff is now in this cabin, and I want you to t u rn it over to me at once." Mr. Brand nearly collapsed at the extent of his step son's knowledge of his iniquity He realized that he was in Dick's power, and that the State prison stared him in the face. "I suppose you mean to have me arrested," he said, sullenly. a nice stepson, you are To bring dis grace on me and your mother "You deserve all punishment the law would impose on you, Mr. Brand. You went into the job with your eyes open. You knew you were taking pa.rt in a criminal affair, but you let yourself be persuaded by that ruffian outside, who, you know as well as I, is a crook." Mr. Brand made no reply, but regarded his stepson with an unfavorable eye. "Because you happen to be my mother's husband, I am going to try and save you from the consequences of your I had hoped to prevent you from getting into the bank in the first place Unfortunately I failed in I have Sykes in my power, and it would give me lots of satisfaction to turn hirh over to the village authorities, who would know how to deal with him; but if I did that, and let you go as I intend to, he would probably turn around and give you away That is about as much honor as there is among thieves. So I'm going to take him over to the eastern shore and turn him loose along the railroad. That will give him the chance to make good his escape The stolen property I intend to return to the bank. As fOl" yourself, you can return home No one will ever learn from me or Joe that you had any hand in the burglary of the bank. Thus you'll get out of a very serious scrape." Mr. Brand's countenance cleared a bit, but whether he

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lG h FREAK OF FORTUNE. really was grateful to Dick for his magnanimous conduct is his hands on the booty before telling hi s s tepfather what a matter that the boy could not decide from any indica-he thought of him. tion of the face on his stepfather's part. "Here it is," replied Mr. Brand, making a dive into "No, w," went on Dick, "I guess you know where the Sykes's locker and bringing out that individual s three mouey is that you and Sykes brought away from the bank. quarters share of the swag, which he placed on the table, So just produce it, and then we'll set sail for the village." close to Dick. Mr. Brand didn't show any great eagerness to bring "Is that all of it?" asked Dick. the money to light. "That's all-every dollar." On the contrary, an idea had struck him which he proThe boy, however, had his suspicions. ceeded to unfold to Dick. "Didn't you two divide the money this morning?" "You say that you're going to turn Jim Sykes loose "No; we haven't touched the boodle yet," replied his along the railroad, eh?" stepfather, unblushingly. "That's tny plan," replied the boy. .Dick had his doubts of Mr. Brand's veracity. "If you do that he'll probably make himself scarce A man ca. pable of making such a proposal as he had around this neighbdrhood." just done was not to be trusted. "I sincerely hqpe he will.'! "I think I'll take a look into that locker myself, just to "Then what's the use of doing anything further in the make sure you didn't make any mistake." matter?" said Mr. Brand, with a suggestive wink. "All right. Do it," answered the man, moving aside to "What do you mean?" asked Dick, in some surprise. give him the chance to investigate. "What's the use of r6il<)fting to the bank that you've Dick suspected from his extreme readiness to have him got posses sion of the money taken from their vault? You'll seMch that there was no more of the plunder in that locker, only get yourself into a lot of trouble. The officials will so he suddenly changed his mind and went over to the other want to know all the particulars of how you came to learn locker. about the robbery, how you followed the burglars up, and "What are you going to do there?" a s ked Mr. Brand, how you, a boy, got it away from them. You'll be obliged anxiously. "There's nothing in that locker. Sykes put it to tell all you know, and if yo)l don't, Joe Casper:field will. all in this one." As the case 'now stands, there is nothing to prevent us "I'm going to examine it, just the same,'' and he did. from burying that money on this island, and letting it The first thing he laid his hand on was the bag containremain here till the excitement blows over. No one will ing his stepfather's and he pulled it out. cYe r suspect you boys of knowing anything about the affairs, "What do you call this, Mr. Brand?" and i f you chaps don't'-open your mouths there'll be nothHe dumped several bundles of bill s out on the floor. inf to connect me with it. Sykes will get out of the way suppose you didn't know that this money was here, just a s soon as he can, for you can tell him that as a perdid you?" he added, sarcastically. sonal favor to me you have decided to give him two or Mr. Brand's face was the picture of anger and disapthree hours start of the constables and that. if they catch pointment. him it will be his own fault. You can also tell him that ---, it won't be healthy for him to show up in these parts again That will make it pretty certain that he'll stay away for CHAPTER X. good. Tht! bank people will think that the thieves have DICK RESTORES THE STOLEN MONEY AND GETS A REWARD. got clear off with their swag, and then after a few weeks you, me and Joe can sail down to this i s land some day and divide the money. Now, isn t that a better scheme than gettin g y ourself and me, too, into a whole lot of trouble over the return of this money, which will do us more good than th e rich folks who own the bank, and who wouldn't help us to a loaf of bread i we were starving?" l\fr. Brand grew almost eloquent in his eagerness to im press Dick with the :ill-arounfl benefit that would accrue to the three of them by adopted his villainous suggestion. The boy heard him through, with disgust and indigna tion, though he was on the point of interrupting him more than once. "So you have the nerve to propose such a scheme to me, ha v e you, Mr. Brand?'' he said, angrily. "Isn't it a good one?" asked his stepfather, eagerly. "So s afe and easy that it's like finding money. If you carried out your own foolish plan you'd only cast sus picion on me; and if I was arrested, think of the disgrace both to your mother and yourself. You can't do better than to fall in line with my views." "Where is this money that you got away with from the bank?" said Dick, thinking it the part of wisdom to get I , Dick dumped the package of bills into the other bag. "So you think it would be d good idea to bury this bag of money somewhere on Goat Island until the excitement attending the robbery of the bank had cooled down. Then your plan would be for the three of us to come over here some day, dig it up and divide." "That's the best thing we could do. There's $20,000 in good bills in that bunch-nearly $7,000 apiece--you and Joe wouldn't have to work any more," said Mr. Brand, enticingly, thinking that his stepson was about to yi e ld to the -temptation "Mr. Brand if I was to tell you in plain words what I think of you I don't fancy you'd be :flattered You ought to be ashamed of yourself to suggest such a rascally propo sition to me, of all others. You married my mother, and instead of trying to lead me astray you ought to consider it your duty to see that I kept straight. If it wasn't for my mother I'd land both you and Syke s in the villa g e loc k up this afternoon. It seems to me you only need the chan c e to turn out as bad as he is. I a.m thoroughly di sgus t e d with you. I had no idea that you were half as bad as you are now showing yourself to be. I shall certainly tell

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A FREAK OF FORTUNE. 17 mother of your doing s and if she has anything more to do with you I will be greatly surpriesd. "You miserable little milksop, if you dare tell her a word I'll--" roared Brand. "You'll do what?" replied Dick, looking him resolutely in the eye. "You'll :find out what I'll do," answered his stepfather, doggedly. "I'm not afraid of what you'll do, Mr. Brand," replied Dick, scornfully. "Instead of threatening me you ought to be grateful to me for letting up on you, and holding Joe from telling the truth also. Don't make any mistake but that this robbery you've participated in will hang over your head, and if you turn on me something might happen that you wouldn't like. That's all I've got to say to you." Dick took up the bag containing the stolen money and went on deck, where he found Joe sitting beside the still unconscious 'Sykes. "I've got the plunder, Joe,'/ said Dick, holding up the the sloop into the best position he could or the purp'ose in view. "You've got a pocket-knife, I suppose, so you can cut him loose afterward." Mr. Brand didn't seem disposed to obey this request, and started to walk forward. Look here, Mr. Brand, if you want me to land both you and Sykes in jail at the village, why just keep on acting as you're doing. I'll give you two minutes to make up your mind. If I have to carry your associate to Haywoods and turn him over to the authorities you'll share his fate; so unless you want to go to prison you'll do as I tell you." As Dick showed that he was thoroughly in earnest in his attitude, Mr. Brand reluctantly concluded to do as he was told. B;e and Joe carried Sykes, who had noW' recovered his senses, well up on the shore, then Casper:field left Mr Brand to release his companion in crime, and hastened back to the sloop. bag. "Good enough. How much is there in the bag?" "According to Mr. Brand there fa $20,000." "That's a big bunch of money." As soon as Brand cut Sykes loose the latter grabbed him and seemed disposed not to allow him to return to the sloop. "What do you suppose my stepfather had the gall to propose to me?" "What was it?" Dick outlined Mr. Brand's rascally scheme. "Did you really imagine that you and me would agree to that?" asked Joe. "He must have thought the temptation would fetch us or he wouldn't have made the suggestion." "What answer did you give him?" "I told him a few things that he won't forget in a hurry. If I had told him how thoroughly I despise his conduct we might have had a mix-up." "I don't see how you can stand to have him around your house after this." "I don't mean to have him there. I intend that mother shall have a legal separation from him. I don't mean a divorce, but a complete severance of relations. He will have to agree to it or there will be something doing he won't like. He was bad enough as a lazy, good-for-nothing man, but with the stain of a crime on his hands I'm through with him for good, and mother will be, too, as soon as I have told her all." "When are we go, ng to start for the village?" "Right away," replied Dick. "You can cast the line off and let the sloop drift out of the cove. Then come and help me hoist the mainsail." In :five minutes the vessel was heading through the nest of i s lands for the eastern shore of the lake, where Dick ;::iroposed leaving Sykes to shift for himself. Mr. Brand came on deck and looked around. He did not approach either of the boys, who would have avoided him if he had done so. Dick, who was at the tiller, kept his eye on his step -father, as a matter of general precaution, for he did not tru s t Mr. Brand for a cent. In about twenty minutes the sloop was brought as close to the shore as she would go without grounding. "Now, Mr. Brand, take off your shoes and socks and h e lp Joe carry Sykes ashore," said Dick, after throwing Dick held the sloop for a few minutes and then said to Joe: "Stuff Mr. Brand's socks into his shoes and toss them on the beach:. I'm not going tt> wait here any longer for him. It won't hurt him any to walk back to the village along the railroad ties. In fact, I'
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1 8 A FREAK OF FORTUNE. Of' course, he intended the r e mark as a j o ke never dreaming how near he had struck the truth, and those w i thi n h earing l aughed at the very idea of s u c h a thing Su re I've brought back the money," laughed Di ck. "What else should bring me to the bank?" L et's have a look, then," said the man, j ocusel y "The offic i a l s won't admit what the extent o.f their loss is. They mu s t h ave been pretty well clean e d out of ready cash or they wouldn't have stopped business "The bank has really stopped business, has it?" asked Di ck. "That's what the notice on the door says "Dsm't worry, the n They ll .start up again in the morn i ng As soon as I hand this bag over to them the cashier will take that notice down and put up another." The bulk of the crowd which had gathered around ,Dick took his words as a joke, and there wa.s more laughtel.-. I want to ge t into the bank, Mr Jones," said Dick to t he constab le. Sorry, Leslie, but no one is allowed in the bank to day." "Oh, I'm an exception. Just lmock on the door te ll anybody who comes that the sto l en money is outside, a waiting admission." "Come now, L eslie, that's too serious a joke to work off o n m e " A ll r ight. Knock on the door and have the cashi e r or p r esident informed that there is a per s on outside who can fu rnis h impo rtant information about the robbery:" T h e c o nstab l e and t he crowd stared at D ick on hearing his words, which were spoken in a serious tone. "The board is holding a meeting inside If you really a re i n earnest I'll rap on the door But. remember, if I do it's u p to you to make good your words," said the con stab le, looking hard at Dick. "Go ahead. I'll make good all right." As the constable rapped loudly, the crowd, whose curi o sity and interest had been strongly aroused, and who now began to think that the contents of the bag might represent t h e stolen money after all, pushed close up, and tho s e w ithin r each began to finger the bag quiousl y "Feels as i f it might be packages of mone y said one man A dozen h ands immediately grasped the folds of the bag, an d great excitement ensued At this point one side of the door was opened a little way and a voice asked what was wanted "The stolen money i s here," said Dick, before the con st able could speak "Let me inside please." The boy was immediat e ly allowed to enter and the n the d oor was slamrned i n the faces of the excited p e ople outsid e While Dick was being led i nto the board room at the rear of the bank, the news began to circulate out s ide that the stolen money had been recovered. Of cour se, Dick's name was circulated in connection with the funds and l ong before the boy had fini s hed his ex p lanation to the astonished board of directors of the bank h alf the had heard the rumor about the recovery of th e sto l en money. Di ck had decided to tell the whole truth about the affair, including his own and Joe Casperfield's adventures in con ne ct i on therewith, and to beg the gentleman, for his mother's sake, and in of his being so fortun I ate as to recover the bank's funcls, not to prosecute his s tepfath e r. Acc ordingly, he made a clean breast of the matter. His story was listened to with great attention and not a little astonishment. The money and several pac ka ges of bonds that had b e en taken also were counted and .found to t a ll y exactly with the loss sustained The vice president then introduced a resoluti o n thanking Dick for the part he had played in the affair, and voting him the sum of $ 1 ,000 as a reward for his services, also $100 to Joe Casperfield. The motion prevailed, unanimously, and the cashier im mediately handed Dick one of the packages of bills that had been take \l. The question of over l ooking Mr. Brand's agency in the matter was so serious as to call forth a good deal of argu ment before the matter was finally settled i n the boy's favor It was only because the d i rectors recognized the hardship that must fall to the lot of the brave boy and his mother, if Mr. Brand was publicly branded as one of the thieves, that they consented to hush the truth u p Dick was escorted out of the bank by the rear door, and soon afterward a fresh notice was put up on the front door, saying that the bank would resume business as u sual next morning CHAPTER X I THE CHINESE IDOL. "I've got something for you, Joe," said Dick, stepping on board the sloop. "vVhat is it?" aske d Casperfiel
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A FREAK OF 19. further attempt to catch the criminals. So now, Joe, you must hold your tongue about Mr. Brand. When you tell your story to your parents, and others, just s,.y that the burglars made their escape. It may be a white lie, but as it's in a good cause, your conscience won't repr:ove you." "I'll be as mute as a mopstick, old man. Now what about this sloop ?" "I was told to keep it, so I'll present you with a half interest in it." "What shall we do with it? Sell it?" "We'll decide that question later. At present we'll go home in her." "Take her up the creek?" "Yes. We'll moor her where Sykes had her." "He might come back and steal her." I "I don't imagine he will come this way soon again. At any rate, we'll risk it. So now get hqsy and help me cast I off from the wharU' It took them an hour to reach the sloop's farmer inoor-: mg ground; and then they separated, each returning to his home. "Why, Dick, my son, where have you been?'' asked his 1 mother, when he rushed into the cottage. She showed the evidences of a siege of anxious suspense. "I've been up against a pretty stirring time since I left J home last night, mother,'' replied the boy, gently her down 011 a sofa in the sitting-room. I "I've been dreadfully worried about you," said Mrs. Brand, tearfully. "And your ather hasn't been home since he left yesterday morning.n "Don't call him my iather, mother. He is nothing to me and I hope from this out he will be nothing to you." "Why, Dick," cried the little woman, looki,ng surprised and pained by his words, for she had never heard him speak this way aiJout his stepfather before, "what do you mean?" "I mean, mother, that he has disgraced us both." I "Disgraced us!" she cried, in.ta tone of alarm and ap-h "I d f pre ens1on. on t u:nderstand what you mean." j "Then I will explain. I reg;ret that I pmst distress you, but the story may as well be told now as to keep you in suspense. Whether Mr. Brand will venture here again I cannot tell. It is quite possible he may, but i I'm here I shall show him this door. He has prcwed himself un worthy of your regard." "Oh, Dick!" she exclaimed, her tears beginning to fl.ow. "Tell me what he has done more than usual to deserve your resentment." "Listen, mother, and you shall judge for yourself." Then Dick told all that happened from the moment he left the cottage the night before to visit Joe Oasperfield, till the present time. Mrs. Brand was quite overcome by his recita.1. She realized that her husband had taken the roaCl to the bad in downright earnest. That he had shown himself to be a man utterly without principle. It was bad enough to permit himself to be led into a crime-that she could have forgiven if he had shown some repentance for his folly when he himself rounded up I by his stepson; but to try and tempt her own dear boy to follow his vicious example almost broke her heart. J It was the last straw with her, as it had been with Dick. The boy ha.d tried to save him from the trouble he had brought upon his own head, and his ungrateful return therefor showed what sort of man he was at heart. Dick comforted .his mother as well as he could. He handed her the money he received from the bank people, and it. represented a little fortune to her. "I am sure that you will find it a relief to be rid of Mr. Brand, mother," he said. "For a long time he has boon little mqre than a husband in name. When he worked l).e never gave you a cent, but spent his money on liquor. He was a standing source of mortification to you, for every one who knew us was aware of his conduct. He is far better away from .this village. If he gets into trouble no one here will learn of it, and you will not live in const;nt fear of something happening at any moment." Dick did not leave the cottage that night, lest Mr. Brand would show up during his absence and endeavor to bulldoze his mother. Nor did Brand make his appearance next day while Dick was at the store, nor for many weeks thereafter. Dick continued to work in his steady way at the gen eral store, and' it is probable he would have continued in Mr. Simpson's em.Ploy for an indefinite period but for one of Fortune's strange freaks which altered his prospects en tirely for the l:ietter. Dick was first fa"Vorite ::tmong all the girls ofhis qua'intance, and 'he came to a gre11.t many of thetn through his connection with the store Many of the girls who set their cap at him, so to speak, were daughters of well-to-do people in the village, one even being a petted niece of the eashier of the bank. Dick cou1d have picked out a sweetheart at will among a score of girls, but not one of them seemed to _interest him to that extent. The only girl who seemed to attract him at all was Bonnie Barton, an orphan, who lived with her grandmother in a very humble cottage not far from his owtl home. For some time Dick had been in the habit of taking her twice a week to the singing-class in the public school assembly hall,. and for this reason the other girls took a strong dislike to her. Tll.ey considered that she monopolized altogether too much of Dick's society, and they endeavored to retaliate by giving her the cold shou ld er It was the worst course they could have taken to win Dick away from her. As soon as he got on to the way Bonnie wh.s being snubbed, 11e resented it by paying her twice as much atten tion as before, and the result of it was that the sweetness of the girl's disposition, and her gentle ways, began to have their effect on him, and he soon came to regard Bonnie in a new and very favorable light. About a month after the bank robbery, Bonnie 's grand mother took sick and died. This misfortune threw the girl on her own resources., and many of the village maidens were ungenerous enough to hope that she would leave Haywoods for good. It is possible she might have done so but for Dick. He induced his mother to offer Bonnie a home, and she accepted. A room next to Dick's was fitted up for her, and there-.

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A FYAK OF FORTUNE. =================-================:===============================-20 after she proved of great a s sistance to Mrs. about the house, and in tending the truck patch, which began to flourish in great shape under her care. It was about this time that Dick, in passing the village second-hand store one evening, was attracted by a chest of ancient mahogany drawers, with curious, brass handles, and brass corner-pieces of odd design. On top of it stood a little porceiain Chinese idol, with sqpatting l egs and squinting eyes. Dick was quite taken with both articles, and he entered tlie s tore and asked the price of. them. The price of the chest of drawers was $5, the idol, which had no connection with it, was $1. "I'll take them," said Dick, who thought the chest of drawers would make a pretty present for Bonnie, while the idol 1wo'1ild malrn an odd sort of ornament for his room. "Where did you get them?" he asked the dealer, as he was paying the money. He was told that they came from an old house down the road that had .l ately been pulled down, after the property was sold, to make way for a modern dwelling now in the cour s e of erection. _.Th!:) old house in ql.lestion had been built and occupied for a great many years by a ma.ri of sinister aspect, w)lo, with hi s wife, had been the sole occupants. Previous to putting u;p the hous e they had lived for a year in a small, stone building, half a mile further down the road. . The stone house was never occupied after they left it, and gradually went to ruin.' "No. I just put that lit t le wall bracket up the r e 1 hold it." Dick re:rwived the idol to the bracket. "How does it look there?" he added. "Fine," said Joe. "If you ever get tired of it I'll bu it for $2." ' "I don't think I'll ever sell it in spite of its diabolica grin," replied Dick. An hour later, Dick was getting ready for bed when hii eyes were attracted to the idol. A flood of moonlight coming through the window op posite cast a halo of white light around the ornament. As Dick looked at it in a fascinated kind of way, the grin seemed to grow more sarcastic than ever. "Oh, you make me tired, you old squint.eyed lobs ter!" exclaimed the boy, shaking his fist at the idol. "What are you grinning at, anyway? One would almost think you were alive to look at you now. What are you thinking about? Nothing good, I'll bet. You look just as if y ou thought you had got the bulge on somebody. Maybe you re laughing at me for having been such a chump as to pay a whole dollar for you. Come now, can't you do somet hing besides squat there and grin like a fiend? Let fue see you do something else." Hardly were the words out of his mouth before the bracket gave way and down went the idol on the floor, with a crash that scattered its remains over a yard of the carpet. "My gracious I'' gasped Dick, in dismay. "It's done for now." CHAPTER XII. A portion of the ground story was still left to mark its site, and stood within a few feet of an immense, but now dead, walnut tree. A FREAK OF FORTUNE. The man of s inister aspect and his wife lived the life of "Too bad," soliloquized Dick, gazing regretfully at the recluse s vis iting and being visited by none. remains of the idol. "I guess I didn't that bracket 'rhe man paid regular weekly vis its to the village to s ecure enough. The old Chink was pr e tty heavy for its purchases of supp,lies and rvas never known to hold size. Well, his name is mud now, and I'm a dollar out." fri en,dly converse with anybody. He stodped down and to gather up the pieces. Finally he died, and his widow lived alone in the house Every bit of it almost had gone to small fragments-for many years. au but the head. It was after her death that the property was sold by the That, singular to say, with its sardonic grin, was still town. intact. 'l'he second-hand dealer had bought the few articles of "Well, upon :rriy word, it must have been that grin that furniture the house contained, and among these were the saved your phiz," said Di c k, as he looked at the head of chest of drawer s and the idol. the idol. "You couldn t los e it eve n under the mos t stre nu Dick took the idol home with him, and next the ous of circum s tances, could you? Well, I ll keep you, if chest of drawers was delivered at the cottage and installed only for the sake of your bea s tly smirk." in Bonni.e's room. Thus speaking, Dick placed head on his bureau and That evening Joe called and Dick showed him the idol. went to bed. Both boys were agreed that its equal was not to 'be found Next morning was Sunday, and Dick, glad that he didn't in Haywoods, and Dick was satisfied that he had got it have. to go to the store to open up at seven, took an extra dirt cheap. nap and finally turned out about eight o'clo ck. "It's g ot the most sarcastic grin on its face I ever saw "Well, old chap," said Dick, as he was adjusting hi s in my life remarked Dick, as they stood and looked at it. collar and tie, addressing the grinning head of the Chinese "I've onl y owned it twenty-four hours yet I never look idol, "you met with hard luck la s t night, didn't you? B u t at it but I f eel like punching it in the eye. That grin judging from the cheerful e x pression on your phiz i t make me mad." doesn't seem to worry you worth a cent. I wonder if I "It certainly has a tantalizing smirk," admitted Joe. couldn't glue you to a piece of fancy wood?" "But that s t:\rn way with those Chinese ornaments. I He took the head up and looked at it. suppo s e the Chink who made that, thirty or forty year's Then he saw that there was an opening in the neck, in-ago, int e nded that for a seraphic smile. Are you going to dicating that the head was hollow. leave it on your bureau?" 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, A F REAK O F F ORTUNE. There was a piece of paper ins ide Ins erting his finger he drew it out, and was about to throw it away when it occurred to him to open i t o u t and look at it. He found there was writing o n it-somethin g scribbled in a scrawling hand He had no trouble in deciphering t h e few w ord s This is how they read : "He who is lucky enough to find this pa p e r may r egard it as a fre ak of fortune. Let him go to the o l d waln u t tree whi c h s tands within a dozen feet of the ruins of the stone hou s e onc e used as a dwelling by me and my wife The tree apparently sound and solid at its roots i s r ea ll y hollow. An axe will readily reveal what has for twen t y years been concealed within For reasons known on l y t o mys elf, and mu s t forever remain unexplained, I pu t it there, and bequeath it as a legacy to w hoever fin d s it, either by accident or through this paper "(Signed) JOHN HAWKESLEY." Dick stood for several minutes with his eyes r i veted on the writing. "What the dickens can this mean? Something buried in the hollow trunk of that old walnut tree down the road? What can it be that is hidden there? 'He who is l ucky enough to find this paper may regard it as a freak of for tune,'" he br e athed, re reading the first line "That i n dicates some thin g of value to be there Why shou l d a person conceal anything of vialue in the hollow of a tree for some s tranger to find and profit by? It doesn't seem nat ural for any man to do this unless he was not in his right mind Ma ybe this i s a joke. And y e t this idol certainly came from John Hawke s ley's h o u s e I n e ver saw him, for he di e d a good many years a go; but from what I've heard of him he didn't s eem to be a m a n who took an i nterest in jokes. 'I'he y sa. y he looked like a pretty hard customer. There was some mystery about him and h is wife, at any rate They never w e re fri e ndly with, or even spoke to, any of the p e ople who li v ed rr, tir them. They were regular hermits. W e ll, I think it will do no harm to investigate the matt e r, at an y rate If there 's nothing in it I won't be any wors e off for looking into it. I shan't tell anybody but Joe about this, s o there is no dang e r of any one havi n g th e lau g h on me, i.f the whole thin g is a fake Dick plackd the pap e r in his v e st-pocket and wen t d o wn stairs, whe r e he found breakfast waiting. At nine o'clock he went to Sunday school with B onnie, wl1erc he m e t Joe and mo t bf the girls and boys h e knew Aft e r c hur c h Joe walked back with them "What do you think, Joe s aid Dick, after they had got s tart e d along the road, "that idol of mine met with a s eriou s accid ent." "It did? What happened to it?" "The brack e t brok e clown and it took a tumbl e." "You d o n t s a y Did it break?" "Its body went into about a dozen pieces, but the head was not injure d at all." "That's too bad. I sl11_)pose the head is no good with out a body." "'l'h e h cacl was th e bes t part o.f it. I'm going to glue it to a pi ece of wood s o it will look a s if the re s t of it was buried underneath. That' s the best I c an do with his grinni n g idoiship "What made the b r acket break? Did you secure it well enough?" I tho u ght I did, b u t it seems t hat I d idn't ." "Well you're out a dollar." P robably, but I may be in s o methi n g e lse. "What e l se?" "That is a myste r y as yet "A myste r y laughed Joe I l ike mysteries, but st ill I don't take much stock i n them "Come around after dinne r will you, and we'll in vestigate it t oget h er." "All ri gh t. A few mi nu tes afterward thew parted at the gate o f D ick's home, he and B onnie enter in g the house, whil e Joe went on It was a bout t h ree o'clock w hen Joe made his appear ance aga in. "Ar e you ready t o go o n a little e x pedition?" asked D ick Sure I am. W here to ?" Down the r oad, abou t two mile s." "I'm with you." "Wait t ill I get an axe." "What are you going to d o w i t h a n axe?" "Open up the mystery." I s u ppose you exp ect to solve it by ax e-ident,". c huckl ed Joe. Dick went to the outhouse and brought the axe. "Before we start I'll let yu in on all I know about it. H ere is a paper I discovered tucked away in the head of that Chinese idol. R ead it and let me kn o w what y ou think about it." He handed his chum the paper and Joe read i t "You found this in the idol' s head, did you?" "Yes, and the idol came from the Hawkesley houetr. that was torn down a cou p l e of months ago. Joe read .th e paper a se_cond time, mor e c arefu ll y than before "Maybe there's a l ot of money hidde n in that tree," he said,. eagerly. "I wish there was, but it doesn't seem reasonable for a person to hide money in a tree and then leave a clew like this for any stranger to find it by. "That's so If it isn't money it must be something va l uable 1 "I'm afraid the whole thing is a fake I've passed close to that old dead tree a score of times, and I gue s s you have, too. Now, I never .noticed anything about it to show that the trunk wasn't perfectly solid, like any other tree "That's right," nodded Joe. "Now, supposing it actually is hollow, how was anything concealed within it without leaving any signs of an open ing having been made?" "The opening may have been made in the back." "Or the t111nk being hollow all th e way up to the crotch whatever is inside may have been dropped in at the top." "Exactl y," coincided Joe. "Well, we'll go clown to the tree and see what we can make cut of it. 1 Bonni e is corning along, too Dick called the girl and she came outside with her. hat

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22 A FREAK OF FORTUNE. on, followed by her only possession, Dewey, a medium.sized hound she had raised from a pup. Dick had already taken Bonnie into his confidence, and consequently she understood why Dick carried the axe. "Let's each give a guess as to what we'll find in the tree," said Joe. "What's your guess?" asked Dick. .,,. "A tin box full of bank notes and papers," replied Joe. "What do you say?" "I am almost inclined to think that we shall find, if we find anything, the evidences of some crime committed by John Hawkesley. From all I've heard about him he seems to have been a pretty hard character I heard Mr. Brand tell mother once that in his opinion John Hawkesley had once upon a time been an outlaw or road agent." "I wouldn't be surprised if he was. Father has re marked more than once that Hawkeslcy looked like a man who had something on his conscience." "Well, whatever he was, or whether he had anything on his conscience or not. he's dead and gone now for good." "So you guess we'll find evidences of a crime, eh?" said Joe. "What do you think is hidden in the old tree, Bon nie?" "I guess there's a barrel heaping full of money," she replied, with dancing eyes. "Well, if there is, Bonnie, you'll come in for a share of it," laughed Dick. They talked of nothing but the result of the expedition, which, to say the truth, was a problem At length they came in sight of the ancient walnut with the crumbling stone house beside it. Both were fenced off from the road, and there were no houses in sight. They entered the enclosure through a break in the fence and walked over to the tree, which they first surveyed on all sides. It fooked as solid as any tree they had ever seen in their lives, and there was nothing to show that a hole had ever been made in it. "If there's anything concealed inside that trunk it must have got there through an opening in the top," said Dick. Neither boy cared to climb the wide trunk to investigate, as his Sunday clothes would have suffered thereby. "It will be something of a joo to cut into that old thing," said Joe. "However, if you say so I'll start the ball roll ing." "You can have the honor if you want to," replied Dick, handing him the axe. Joe took off his jacket and began operations. He was a strong-armed lad and the chips flew fast. Inside of ten minutes the axe had opened up quite a hQle in the wood, and then the next stroke met with so little resistance that the weapon buried itself right up to the handle. "It is hollow!" cried Joe, in some excitement, as, with considerable difficulty, he released the blade. Then all looked at the hole and saw a dark void beyond thethin dent made by the axe. "This begins to look interesting," said Dick, eagerly, while Bonnie held her breath in expectation of what was to follow. Joe worked away now like a good fellow and soon en larged the hole considerably. Both boys in turn tried to look inside, but met with little success. Dick felt for his match-safe, but recollected that it was in his other trousers. Joe didn't have any matches about him, either, so he resumed work more eagerly than ever. His arms, however, grew tired before any discovery had been made, and Dick grabbed the axe and got busy, while Joe put on his jacket so as not to get cold, for he was perspiring like a good fellow. Dick hacked away, clearing a space all the way to the roots along the surface of the trunk, and then striking inward. In this way he gradually enlarged the opening Joe had begun, and as the light penetrated into the tree it soon became apparent that there was something inside. This something gradually developed into a stout keg. "You're a wonderful guesser, Bonnie," said Dick. "It is a small barrel. The question is what does it contain?" "Why, money, of course," laughed the girl. "If the first part of my guess has come true, why not the other part?" "No such luck, I'm afraid," replied Dick. "That's too good to turn out true." He stuck his arm through and felt of the barrel. "It's heavy, at any rate," he said, withdrawing his arm and resuming work. He devoted his efforts now to widening the hole so that he could haul the keg out of its prison. Finally he-thought that the opening was broad enough to accomplish this. Throwingthe axe aside, Dick seized the barrel and tried to dislodge it from its hiding-place. "Gee whiz!" exclaimed Casperfield, in astonishment. "It's chock full of money." Such was the fact, and Bonnie Barton uttered a little shriek of delight. --.,,-CHAPTER XIII. THE GOLD THAT VANISHED. As Dick had to tilt the keg to drag it out a score or more of brown-looking twenty-dollar pieces fell out and rolled over toward the dog, who seemed to be as much in terested in the proceedings as the rest. At length Dick got the keg of money out in the light and all gathered about it in great excitement. It a find for !air, and if all the coins in it were $20 pieces the sum total would be all of fifty or seventy-five thousand dollars. "Talk about luck," ejaculated Joe, at length, "you seem to have struck it good and hard. Why, there's a mint of money in that keg-enough to make you independent for life. That Chinese idol was the biggest kind of an invest ment. Just as good as though you had bought a ticket in a lottery for a dollar and then won the capital prize.;, Dick said nothing. Ile was simply overcome by the remarkable good fortune that had come to him through the grinning idol. "How are you going to carry that keg home?" asked Joe.

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A FREAK OF FORTUNE. 23 I "The only way I see is or you to go to the farm, harness other side and grab them before they woke up to the real up one of your light wagons and drive down here. We ization of their peril. haven't anything in the shape of a rig at our house," reThat is exactly the programme that the rascals adopted. plied Dick. "I'll see that you get a share of this money And there is no doubt but that it would have been sucfor your help 1n the matter." cessful but' for the dog. "Do you mean that, Dick?" cried Joe, eagerly. As Mr. Brand and Sykes were sneaking upon the un" Certainly I do." suspecting pair, the hound's acute sense of smell detected "Then I'm off like a shot. If anybody comes down the their approach and he sprang to his feet and began to bark. road while I'm gone, don't let them get on to what you've Dick and Bonnie looked about, but did not see their found, or else the news will be all over the village before enemies, who were behind, on the other side of the fence. morning and then somebody might think he had a claim Presently, however, the animal sprang at the fence, then to the gold, for we don't know who owns this field." Dick jumped up and-confronted Sykes. Joe started off while Dick, after rolling the keg into the The boy was taken by surprise. shrubbery, sat down with Bonnie to await his return. Before he could recover himself the ruffian struck him a They talked together in a conficlential way and supposed heavy blow with his fist between the eyes, and Dick went they were alone, for not a soul had come in sight along clown like a shot. the road since they entered the little field where the tree Bonnie uttered a scream of alarm. and ruin were. The hound leaped through the fence at Sykes, who But there had been two observers of all that had passed downed him with. a vicious kick. from the moment the boys and Bonnie came upon the The dog quickly recovered and went for the scoundrel scene. in red-hot earnest. Two men, hidden in the ruin of the old stone house, had In the meantime Brand vaulted the fence, grabbed Bonobserved the arrival of the trio and wondered what had nie and stifled her cries with his hand. brought them ilhere. ,, She tried to fight him off, but he seized her by the These mtn were none other than Mr. Brand and his asthroat and she soon sank insensible on the grass. sociate, Jim Sykes. "Come here, Brand," roared Sykes; "get a stone and After withdrawing to a neighboring town on the river brain this beast!" below the lake on the day they had .been left by the boys Mr. Brand picked up a stick, fortunately not thinking on the eastern shore, near the railroad tracks, they had at of the axe, and attacked the hound with it, finally com-length ventured back, bent on revenge for the throw-down pelling him to haul off. received at the hands of Dick Leslie. The rascals then climbed the fence and pulled the keg If Dick had known of their presence in the neighborhood of gold out of the bushes, where they had seen Dick place it. he certainly would not have felt easy. A glance at its contents made their eyes bulge with sat-If he had also had a glimmering of their intenticrns toisfaction and their mouths water. ward him he would undoubtedly have taken every precau"There must be $50,000 in that keg," said Brand, fevertion to avoid them. ishly. But he was entirely ignorant of both those facts, and "There's all of that, bet yer life!" grinned Sykes. consequently off his guard. "How are we going to carry it off?" The two rascals had from their concealment watched "Take off yer coat," said Sykes, peeling his off. We'll the attack on the old, dead walnut tree with some astonishmake two loads of it. I'll carry the biggest one." ment and not a little curiosity : The coats were spread on the grass and Sykes poured They had no intention just then of making their presthe contents of the keg into them, putting the larger share ence known, on account of Joe and Bonnie, and so they in his own. lay low and awaited developments. Gathering the ends of the coats together, like a pudding The discovery of the cask of gold coin, however, entirely bag, they tied them up with some pieces of rope they had, altered their plans. and then lifting their bundles on their shoulders they From the conversation of Joe, Dick and Bonnie they soon started for the marsh. perceived that the young people had unco*red a veritable Bonnie recovered her senses in time to note the direction treasure-trove, and they immediately resolved to secure taken by the rascais, and then she threw herself down possession of it for themselves, at any cost, for this was beside Dick and tried to revive him. a golden opportunity to provide themselves with unlimited She had little difficulty, as he was coming to, anyway. funds never likely to come their way again. He felt decidedly groggy at first, but came around soon. While they were considering how they should make their The first thing he noticed was the keg which had conattack on the trio the departure of Joe for the wagon tained the gold lying on its side quite empty. greatly simplified matters for them. "Good Lord! The rascals have taken the money I" he 'It was comparatively child's play, they thought, to knock cried, almost in despair. "Did you see which way they out Dick and the girl, and then carry off the money to the went, Bonnie?" marsh near the head of the creek where the sloop still lay The girl pointed out the direction in which she had seen moored, though they were not yet aware of that fact. the two men nnish. To make things all t he easier for them, Dick and Bonnie, "They've .,gone toward the marsh and the head of the with the dog at her feet, sat against the fence, near the creek," said Dick. "They must know that the sloop is tree, so that it looked simple for them to crawl up on the there. It will be easy for them to -escape in her, and the

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' 24 A FREAK OF FORTUNE. money will be lost to me. I must follow them at once. How long have they been gone?" "Only a ew minutes," replied Bonnie. "Then I'll be able to head them off, for they have more than two miles to go, and loaded down with that gold they won't be able to travel fast. 'Now, Bonnie, I want you1to hurry up the road and meet Joe. Tell him what has hap pened. That Sykes and my rascally stepfather have come back to this neighborhood, and that they've got possession of the money we found i'll the tree. Tell him to let you drive his rig down to our house and to follow me himself to the head of the creek where the sloop is. Do you understand, Bonnie?" "Yes, Dick," she said, and, calling her dog, started up the road, while Dick sprang over the fence and followed on the track of Sykes and Mr. Brand. CHAPTER XIV. When they got the vessel to a part of the creek wide enough for her to turn around, they tied her stern on to the shore and manipulated the sails to catch the faint breeze. In this way they got her bow pointed in the right direc tion, then they cast off the stern line the sloop gradu ally drifted into the middle of the stream. Dick observed all their movements from under the !Cuttle cover, and it afforded him a great deal of satisfaction to note that the made such poor headway. The rascals were IJJ.ost eager to escape from th0 creek, for their chances would be much better out on the lake. Dick was sorry that he had missed Joe. His chum's services would have been of great value in the present emergency. Since he was deprived of Joe's help he had to rely en tirely on himself. As he was outnumbered, two to one, by the enemy, strategy alone he figured would turn the tables in his favor. ON THE TRAIL OF THE TREASURE. The sloop crawled down the creek at' a snail's pace, with Sykes at the tiller, while Brand busied himse1 carrying the Sykes and bis companion found the gold a heavy load two bundles of gold into the ca.bin, and stowing them away for them to carry, and they were compelled to make frein the lockers. quent stops for rest. When Brand returned on deck he and Sykes lighted their In fact, their progress was so slow that Dick reached the pipes and conversed together. sloop a long time in advance of them. His first idea was to send the craft adrift so that the Dick was too far away to hear what they were talking about, but judged that they were :figuring out their future rascals could not make use of her, but as there was scarcely plans. any wind, and no flow of tide to speak of, he found this to be almost impracticable. In the course of three-quarters of an hour the sloop 'rhen he decided to hide in the forepeak and try and take drifted out into the lake and her head was turned to the southward. the men by surprise in some way. He found there the club Joe had provided himself with It was now nearly six o'clock, and there was scarcely that morning on Goat Island, and it was a very effective breeze enough to fill the sails, so that the vessel made very weapon in determined hands. slow progress. Crouching down under the scuttle cover he impatiently Dick noticed that the men were continually on the alert, waited for what was to come, hoping that Joe might turn as though they fear.eel a possible pursuit. ur in time to help him out. "I guess there isn't much danger of them coming forward ... It was a good twenty minutes before anything developed, and discovering me here. As there's nothing abom:d to cook and then Dick .. saw Sykes and his companion approaching they'll have no call to come into the forepeak. They'll keep slowly, staggering under their golden burdens. right on for the river and not stop till they reach Clover Their astonishment was great, while their satisfaction dale, where they will prolJttbly haul in for provisions. It was unbounded when they saw the sloop moored to the will take them all night to get there at this rate .. At any same old stump, rate, my chance won't come till one them goes ashore. "We're right in it, Brand!" cried Sykes, gleefully. "This I hope it may be Sykes, but I'm. afraid he'll never leave the will let us out of all the trouble we looked for. We'll sail sloop with all that gold aboard of her. If he remains out into the lake and down to the river, while we're bein' aboard I'll have a tough job to down him unless I can hnnted for ashore. Carry your bundle aboard and we'll take him off his guard. However, I'm not going to lose lose no time gettin' off while the chance is ours." that money if there is the ghost of a show to prevent it. Brand was glad to get load on the sloop's deck. That gold represents a big fortune for me, and I'm ready He was about done up by the weight oit, added to the tct take all kinds of chances to recover it.'' terror of possible capture, by the way, for he didn't begin to Such was the tenor 0 Dick's thoughts as the crat drew possess the nerve of his associate in guilt. further and further out into the lake. Sykes followed him on board, and as soon as they laid At sundown the breeze freshened, much to the sa.tisfactheir bundles down they cast the stops off the mainsail and tion of the two rasca}s, and soon the sloop was making good b.oisted it, then set the jib and :finally released the shore progress toward the entrance of the river, two miles line from around the stump distant. Finding that the sloop still clung to her mooring spot Darlmess gradually ell on the landscape, the stars came they stepped ashore and taking the ater-line over their out and the night promised to be and beautiful. shoulders, started to tow her, stern foremost, down the This promise, however, was not fulfilled, for before long creek. . the low rumbling 0 distant thunder in the northwest anThis was mighty slow work, but it was the only way they nounced the approach 0 a thunderstorm. could start the sloop on her way to the lake. It came on with great rapidity, by a gale of

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A FREAK OF FORTUNE. 25 wincl that sprang up so suddenly that the two men had to I A moment later a head and shoulders r9se out of the to lake a couple of reefs in the mainsail. I companionway. The sloop was now pitching about on Lhe foam-capped He did not stop to look closely, as the gure presented a surface of the lake and rushing toward the river like a wild tempting mark, but swung his club down with full force seabird. A cry rang out on the night air, and the IljJ1 pitched The clouds soon coYered the sky like a dense pall, and forward in a senseless heap on the deck. the rain came down in sheets, sounding above Dick's head "What's wrong up there?" roared out the voice of Sykes like the rolf of many drums. from below. Mr. Brand had retreated to the cabin, as he found he w11s Dick's heart almost stopped beating. of no use on deck and did not relish the ducking that Sykes It was not the burly villain, after all, that he had was getting. knocked out, but his stepfather, Mr. That rascal stobc1 at the helm in his shirt-sleeves and guided the boaL in good shape. Had he not been an experienced boatman the fate of the sloop would soon have been decided by her going aground on the southeastern shore 0: the lah. Sykes, however, in spite of the gloom, seemed to know his way to the river, and while the storm was at its height lhe boat passed from the lake into that stream and flew along southward toward Cloverdale. Dick passed an anxious time during the worst of the storm, for felt that unless gykes lmew his surroundings pretty correctly there was great danger of the boat going ashore, in which event the three of them stood no small chance of losing their lives. Sykes did not intend to make a landing lmtil driven 'to it by hunger, for he could not tell hut the telegraph had been at work, ancl that officers might be on the lookout for him the water fronts of. the towns. Ile had decided to push on to Silicia and haul in a mile .above that town, when he intended to send Brand forward to buy enough provisions to last them for the trip to the city they were aiming for on the connecting river. It was ahout this time that Sykes, alter taking a sharp lookout ahrad, fixed the tiller RO that it would hold in one po ition for awhile, and then went below into the cabin. As long Ml Sykes remained at the helm Dick knew he could not come on deck without his presence on board being at once diRcovered. Now that lhe deck was temp J rarily deserted, he conceived the daring plan of moving aft, taking up his position behind the companionway opening, with the club poised, ready for business, and when Sykes came up again to lay him out with an unexpected blow. It imolvcd considerable risk, for if the darkness rendered his aim ineffective, the rascal might, through his strength and agility, turn the tables on him. Still on the principle that nothing ventured nothing is won, he determined to put the plan into operation. "I am probably risking all on a single cast of Fortune's dice," breaLhed Dick, "but somehow I feel condent that success will come my way. At any rate, I'm tired of I bugging this forepeak and being a passive in this little drama, which is so important to me. I'm just in the humor for taking a hand in the proceedings He did not wait to allow his to grow cold, but crawled out of the little galley, club in hand, and glided aft, like a shadow in the gloom He had hardly taken up his position near the opening when he beard footsteps on the brass-bound stairs Believing it to be Sykes, he nerved himself for the en cotmter. CHAPTER XV. CONCLUSION As Mr. Brand was in no shape to reply to his companion's hail, Sykes, wondering what had happened" on deck, came rushing up to find out. As 81Ykes sprang out on deck he stumbled over Brand's legs, which lay in his path, and which he didn't notice in his hurry and OD; account of the darkness. The result was that Sykes pitched forward over Brand's body, his head hit the low rail and he disappeared over the sloop's side. There was a splash, a hoarse cry, partly drowned by the wind, and the submerged rascal was soon left far in the wake of the vessel. The lurching of the craft had also thrown Dick across the cabin opening, the club flying out of his hand and winging it.s way overboard. When he recovered his feet he realized that he and his lmconscious stepfather were the only ones on board the sloop. The whole thing had happened so quickly that it quite staggered him and for several moments he could only stare around and wonder. "My gracious!" he exclaimed. "Sykes has gone over board and is somewhere back yonder in the river. Unless he's a good swimmer it will be all up with him, for I'Cl never be able to find and pick him up, even if I darcrl attempt it." Not caring to see Mr. Brand go the same road, as he stood some chance of doing if another fl.aw struck the vessel, he seized his stepfather by the legs and dragged him down into the cabin, leaving him on the floor to recover his senses in due course Dick then ran on deck, master of all he surveyed, and took charge of th.e tiller. Bringing the sloop up into the wind, and allowing the boom to swing over to port, the boy started to beat his way back the way they had come. The wind being against him, he found that he would have to work back by short tacks, according as the stream diverged from a straight course. It was close on to daylight when he entered the lake and headed for Haywoods. Several hours had elapsed since the startling even which had placed him in full possession of the vessel had occurred, and he had heard nothing from Mr. Brand. "I must have given him a terrible crack. I took him for SykeR, and laid on with all my strength. I hope I didn't

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2G A FREAK OF FORTUNE. =========================================================fracture his skull. I would not like to be responsible for his death, bad as he is." When the sun ,rose in a cloudless sky the sloop was but a short distance to the eastward of Goat Island. Dick decided to put in at one of the coves for a short time while'-e attended to Mr. Brand, if he needed any particul&r attention. Fifteen minutes later he hauled down the mainsail and allowed the v:essel to drift into a small cove. As soon as she came to a stop he let down the jib also. Seeing that she would lie in her present berth without being moored to the shore, Dick ran down into the cabin: Mr. Brand still lay insensible on the floor, and the boy looked at him with some anxiety. "Well, the only thing I can do is to lift him into one of the bunks," mused Dick. "If he doesn't regain his senses by the time I reach the village I'll have to send for a doctor to attend him." So Dick raised him and placed him on the starboard bunk, with his head on a pillow. "I. wonder what they did with the money?" he. asked himself, looking around the cabin and seeing no sign of the bundles. "Perhaps they are stowed irr the lockers." On examination, Dick found a bundle in each locker and pulled them out. "Well, thank goodness, I've recovered it. That's a great satisfaction to me, at any hte. If I had lost that treasure, which came to me in such a curious and unexpected way, I should have been all broken up. I wonder if I couldn't make small, portable bundles of it? Then it would be easy to handle. Won't mother be astonished whep I show her all this wealth and tell that it is all mine. No more store work for me after this. I'll go to school and finish my education, and then I'll be able to embark in some business in which there is a future." Dick cut up a dozen pieces of canvas, and dividing the money into that many piles tied up the mouth of each with a stout cord. -Then he stowed them away in the port locker and covered them with a piece of sailcloth. "No one would ever suspect that under that there is Mty to seventy-five thousand dollars in good American gold coin," he said to himself, in a tone of great satisfaction, shutting the locker. He was about to return on deck and put the sloop on her course once more, when Mr. Brand opened his eyes, and after staring at Dick for a struggled to a sitting posture. He seemed to be a good bit dazed, which was not to be ( wondered at considering the whack his brain-pan had sus tained. "How do you feel, Mr. Brand?" asked Dick, reassured by his recovery. Brand glared at him in no friendly way. "What happened to me, and where is Sykes?" he asked, in a sulky tone. Dick told him what had happened to his companion, and explained that he had sailed sloop back as far as Goat Island, and was about to continue the trip the creek. he upbraided his stepfather for his conduct, and told him that he need never expect to return to the cot tage. "However, I'll do more than the fair thing by you," continued the boy. "Here is a $20 gold piece. Take the first train for Cloverdale, and take a room at the Bates House. I'll call there in a few days with a sum of money to start you out in the world on your own hook. It will be all you'll get from us, so I advise you to ma.lee good use of it. If you should reform your habits, and become a respectable man, you may write and let us lmow how you are getting on, otherwise we don't want ever to bear of you again. Now, if you feel able, I wall't you to come on deck and assist me in getting the sloop underway again." Mr. Brand listened to his stepson in a stolid way, and, without uttering a word, followed the boy on deck. The sails were hoisted and an hour later the sloop put in at one of the village wharves, where Dick told his step father to go ashore, which he did. Dick then carried the vessel up the creek, moored her at her old anchorage, and went home, where he was joyfully received. Bonnie had already told Mrs. Brand about the money that Dick had found in the old walnut tree, how it was stolen by Mr. Brand and Sykes, wh-0 had come upon them so unexpectedly, and how Dick had started to recover it, so that all that Dick had to tell was his adventures from the moment he parted from the girl. After breakfast he and Bonnie made several trips to the sloop and brought the bags of gold to the cottage. It was subsequently deposited in the Haywoods Bank to Dick's credit. Dick carried out his purpose of giving up work and fin ishing his education, and in due time went to college, from which he graduated with honors. He ancl Joe then went into business in Silicia, to which town his mother and Bonnie, now a bright and handsome young lady of nineteen, removed as a matter oi course. Soon after their arrival, Bonnie became Mrs. Dick Leslie, and the mistress of a fine home on one of the principal resi dential streets of the tow'i':L Dick is now a prosperous man, a d was lately elected May of Silicia. He maintains that his success in life was largely due to his fortunate purchase of the little Chinese idol, as well as to his carelessness in not securing the bracket properly to the wall that evening, and his most treasured possession is the grinning head of the mannikin, which he regards as A FREAK OF FORTUNE. THE Read "THE PRINCE OF WALL STREET; OR, A BIG DEAL FOR BIG MONEY," which will be the next number (94) of "Fame and Fortune Weekly." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. 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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 27 Fame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, JULY 12, 1907. Terms to Subscribers. Single Coples ............................................. One Copy Three Months ............................... ., ::::.:::::::: Postage Free. How To SEND MONEY. o5 Cenu .65 $1.25 2.50 At our send P.O. Money Order, Check, or Registered Letter; re m1tLances lil any other way are at your risk. \\ e nooept l'osLage SLl\mps the same as cash. \Vhen sending wrap the coin in u separate piece ot paper to avoid cutting the envelope. W1 ite 1/0llr nam.e and ad.dress plainly. Address letters to Frank '.fousey, Publisher, 24 Union Sq., New York. OOOD STORIES. Forty-one years ago Jacob Schuellbacher, a millionaire brewer, shoe manufacturer and real estate owner of Peoria, Ill., then a boy in Germany, led a cow two and one-half miles, for which he was promised two and a half cents. The owner of the cow failed to pay, but Schuellbacher never forgot. Even after he had won a fortune he continued to dun a nephew of the debtor, who lives in Chicago, for the money. Sometime ago the debt was paid. M eeting the nephew in the Rookery Building, Mr. Schuellbacher demanded the money. An accountant figured out the debt at compound in terest and said it amounted to 77 and a half cents. To each of his three sons Schuellbacher gave twenty-five of the pen nies. He kept two cents and the half of a penhy which had been sawed in two to effect an accurate settlement of the claim. One of the physicianl! at a popular winter health resort was looking over his books one day, comparing his list of patients. "I had a great many more patients last year than I have tQ.is," he remarked to his wife. "I wonder where they have all gone to?" "Well, never mind, dear," she replied; "you know all we can do is to hope for the best." There were only three houses in the little hamlet on Cape Cod, but an orator from a nearby summer colony was minded to rouse the civic conscience by declaring that trade was the beginning of wisdom. "And," said he, "I assure you that it is not capital half so much as it is initiative that is needed in a place like this." The three citizens spat collectively and simultaneously, looking straight ahead. "That kind o' reminds me," drawled' one, without shifting his gaze, "o' Harve Upham an' Dan Winsor, down the beach a1ways. Harve had a shanty an' Dan had a shanty, ari.' they both had some plug tobacco. One day Harve went to Dan's an' bought ten cents' wuth o' tobacco, an' the next day Dan went to Harve an' bought ten cents' wuth o' tobacco off him. They continued these sales sev'ral days," concluded the speaker. "They both got all the tobacco they wanted, an' Harve fin'lly retired on the dime." That smoking has a value beyond a mere solace was il lustrated recently on the trip of a British royal party around the world. The party consisted of the Duke and Duchess of Connaught and their daughter, the Princess Patricia. While in China they visited Canton, where small-pox was epidemic, and to avoid infection the ladies smoked cigarettes incess antly, while the Duke kept a Cigar in his mouth constantly throughout his stay in the city. The danger was a very real one, as infected peraons were allowed to mingle freely with the crowd. When people know you are making money you can afford to wear old, shabby clothes. But when you're hard up put on the best togs you can get. You know it doesn't make any difference how bad a wolf feels, just so he doesn't show bis distress. Once he begins to limp and whine the rest of the pack are upon him in a trice, ready to eat him up A Berlin landlord thus advertises an eligible fiat: "Nine ll:rge rooms, bath and necessary offices, hot and cold water, I gas and electric light, electric lifts, vacuum cleaning, fur-coat depository, safe deposit vaults, and in every flat is installed a carpet cleaning machine, a large clock regulated by electricity from the Berlin Observatory, and a mangling machine." Extract from a .British schoolboy's essay on how England colonizes: "I will tell you how Englan,d obtains her colonies. First she sends out her missionaries, and they look about for the best land. When they have found it they call the people to prayer, and when their eyes are fast shut up goes the Union Jack." Glacier ice is now delivered to some of the larger consumers of Lyons and other cities of Europe. 1'here are so many railways in the Alps at present that it has been found profit able to gather this ice and transport it to the cities, where it is preferred to other ice because of its hardness and lasting qualities. This ice is blasted and mined in the same manner as stone is quarried. JOKES AND JESTS. Danny Tracy, widower, did his second courting through a matrimonial agency, and in time formed an alliance with Abigail Jones, widow, who lived in a neighboring State. He went to her home for the ceremony, and seemed rather ill at ease while it was being performed. When they were safely married he cleared his throat and announced to his bride that he had a confession to make. "It's about the wedding present I have for you," he said. "I thovght-that is, I-wal, I calculated it would be a nice surprise. I have four children at home to call you mother." Mrs. Tracy nodded her head approvingly. "'Twill be more companionable fo.r the little Joneses," she said. "The Joneses!" gasped Danny. "And who are they?" "Theres six of them, Danny, dear," said his new wife. They're my to you.'' Despairing Lover--Hilda, have you nothing to say in an swer to the letter I wrote to you last Thursday? The Heiress-I have not looked at it yet, Algernon. Next Monday is my day for opening sealed proposals. Tourist in' Highlands (who has eaten about four-penny worth)-What do I owe you for this meal? Guidwife--Aweel. it's the Sawbath. So we'll no ohairge ye onything. Grannie--Na, na, we can just gie the bairns wunna chairge ye onything. But ye saxpence apiece! In order that the young man may know what is coming to him when he asks a girl to marry him, we quote the following sentences from a popular novel: "She put her flower-like face to mine. "'My first thought of you ana my last are the same, be loved,' she answered, 'and the thought is this-that you hav.e a heart for whose belated waking queens might keep vigil.' Does a man, in addition to the contract to buy a woman's clothes and groceries for the rest of her life, have to stand for something like this?

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. HOW IT ENDED By John Sherman. For many generations there had been a feud between the Maynards and the Huntleys, descending from father to son and waging with bitter fury. In the beginning there had been a dispute as to the boundary line between the farms of old Jasper Maynard and Captain Joel Huntley, each claiming ten or twelve more feet of land than the other. Instead of compromising the case; as they might have done, and dividing the disputed strip of land, each wanted the whole of it, and constant quarrels resulted. Once the Maynards gathered in the night and moved the boundary fence to the point at which they said it ought to stand, and threatening vengeance dire upon the Huntleys if they dared to move it. The Huntleys were furious, and swore that they would sue the Maynards for trespass in the first place and move the fence in the next. The Maynards kept watch over it by day and by night, however, and whenever the Huntleys appeared they were threatened with punishment if they dared to change the posi tion of a single stick or stone. One day the Maynard house was discovered to be on fire and every effort was made to save it, the force defending the line being called off in the emergency. The house was saved, but when the Maynards returned to the line they found that a stone wall had been hastily thrown up on the line claimed by the Huntleys, the fence having been pulled down. The wall was allowed to remain and was made stronger dur ing the night, the Huntleys guarding it with shotguns, pick axes and other primitive weapons. Then old Maynard declared that Captain Huntley had set fire to his house and sued him in the courts, the suit last ing many months, and at last when it came to trial, resulting in a disagreement. In the meantime one of the Maynard boys had set upon and most unmercifully beaten young Joe Huntley, and the captain brought a counter suit for assault, young May'i:iard being fined twenty dollars and the costs of the suit. This enraged old Jasper Maynard so much that he rerl.ewed his suit against Huntley, and finally got a judgment against him for trespass, in building the wall before the question of the boundary line had been settled. Huntley appealed, and the case dragged along for years, costing more money than the land in dispute was worth. Finally Maynard put up a wall on what he called his line, and thus there was a lane between the two farms, and that might have settled the trouble if both disputants had not been so hot-headed. Both Jasper Maynard and Captain Huntley died before the affair was settled, but their sons took up the quarrel, and the war waged as bitterly as ever. The law suits continued, now for one cause and now for an other, and when three generations of Maynards and Huntleys had passed away, the feud was as bitter as ever. George Maynard, great grandson of old Jasper Maynard, was now the chief selectman of the town. Clarence Huntley, the present head of the family and the owner of a fine trading ship, being the leader of the opposite party in politics. An election came, Maynard was defeated, Huntley was elected, and the. old, old question of changing the boundary lill'0 again came up. Huntley, being in power, put up a notice at either end of the lane, warning off all trespassers, but suddenly the notices were torn down, the Maynards being accused of the offense. Then a strong post with a painted sign nailed to it was put in place of the former notices, but this was pulled up and, it was said, helped to keep the Maynard fires going. Another election came round and Maynard was victorious, Captain Huntley being defeated by a heavy vote, whereat the Maynard faction again rejoiced. Neither Maynard nor Huntley ever spoke to one another, and their children were sworn enemies, going to different schools and having their own companions, so that the feud threatened to extend all over the town and county. Captain Clarence Huntley did a good coasting trade, the town where he lived having grown into a seaport of no mean importance. Colonel Maynard could not brook the success of his rival, and so he set about agitating the question of building a rail road which would kill the coasting trade, as the various com modities the town needed could be brought to it so much quicker and cheaper. The railroad was built, and the coasting trade suffered in consequence, Huntley being a considerable loser, as he now had to seek further for freights, and malting longer voyages, ran more risk than formerly. He was not the only sufferer, of course, but Maynard chuckled over his losses, and vowed that he would ruin his ancient enemy yet. Charlie Maynard, the eldest son of the" colonel, a young man of about twenty, was attending college in a distant city, and only heard at intervals of the progress of the feud, which he long had deprecated, and tried, in a quiet way, to stop. One evening being invited to meet a few friends at the house of a lady whom he greatly esteemed, he was introduced to a charming young lady whose name he did not at first catch. After dancing with her several times he led her to a seat in a quiet spot and said: "You are not a resident of the city, Miss Hunt, are you?" "No, Mr. Maynard; but my name is Huntley, not Hunt. I would not have taken the trouble to correct your/mistake, but we shall probably meet again, and--" But here she blushed and stopped. "Huntley?" said young Maynard. "Why, that name is familiar enough. An unhappy difference between our family and a family of that--" "I am the daughter of Captain Huntley, with whom your father has--" "Say no more, Miss Huntley,'' cried Charlie, warmly. "The subject must be an unpleasant one. Let me disclaim at once and forever any sy:ipathy with my father's foolish and headstrong course. I have never, willingly, taken any part in this quarrel, and I never shall. It is not only foolish, but wicked, and the governor ought to have seen it yeaJ;"s ago." "I am afraid our family has not !ways been in the right, Mr. Maynard," replied the young lady. "They have been oftener right than we have, I dare say,'' responded Charlie, impulsively. "This last move of dad's was outrageous. I just hope that railroad will go to smash. It isn't needed any more tnan a canal across the ocean." "You are unlike the rest of us, Mr. Maynard, for they don't seem to be able to live unless this quarrel--" "Excuse me, Miss-by the way, what is your first name? Mine is Charlie, and if you and I are going to stop this quar rel we ought to get better acquainted, I think." "I am called Grace," said the other, blushing. "I)idn't you know it? I knew your name." "That's because I have been away so much, and I scarcely know any'one at home nowadays. I wouldn't stay there and help carry on this insane fight. Will you call me Charlie and Jet me call you Grace and do our best, we two, to make peace between the families?" "I certainly wish it might exist,'' she answered, and from that moment there was an understanding between the two young persons, at which their respective parents would doubt less iiave been very angry, had they known of it. Spring came and passed, and at last Grace told Charlie that her father had sent for her, and that she must leave her friends and return home. "I'll go with you," he said, quickly. "I can easily cut col lege for a few days. I can make up the time afterwards." "No, no, you must not," cried Grace. "I can go alone, and you must not neglect your duties." "You do not wish me to--" "No, no, it is not that. I would like to have your company, but--"

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 29 You are afraid of your father's anger?" Not as far as I am concerned," she answered, blushing. "Then you need not fear for me, for I will brave it," said Charlie, eagerly. "No, you must stay," she pleaded. "You can see me again in the summer." Indeed I will," he answered, as he kissed her cheek. "We have a hard fight before us, little one, but we will not shrink before it. Then they parted and Charlie counted the aays which follow e d and wished eac h day that the term was over. The elder Maynard was very much surprised, when the col lege vacation was near at hand, to learn that his son proposed spending it at home, a thing he had not done for two years. When Charlie did come home there was' disappointment all around. In the first place the young fellow learned that Grace had gone off on a voyage with her father, and was not expected for some months, though where she had gone no one knew. Then Charlie refused to enter into anything that would tend to injure the Hunt!Efys, and that was a sad blow to May nard, who had built so much on his son's co-operation. "Why, they have done nothing but injure us for the last hundred years!" cried Maynard, angrily. "I can't help that. Two wrongs never made a right, and if the figh t goes on it will not be with my assistance. You are a member of the church, and so is Huntley, and yet you fight and scheme and conspire like a couple of pirates. I'm ashame of you." Maynard bade his son angrily never to darken his doors again, and Charlie, having no mother to advise or console him, replied that there was no danger, for he was going, never to return till his father and Captain Huntley were friends. He had some money of his own, and with this he went away to the city to try and earn a living in one way or an other. A year passed with varying fortunes to the young fellow; who was sometimes elated at the prospect of success and then despondent at the tbought of failure. He began now to long to see Grace once more, and at last he resolved to return home, not to his father's house, but to the town, in the hope that he might hear news of her. He would not patronize the railroad which his father had caused to be built, but took a stage coach from the ternlinus, reaching town in the evening. It was a wild, stormy night, and old sailors shook their heads, predicting disaster to the vessels then at sea or on the coast. Charlie sat in the general room of the village tavern, un noticed and unknown by the crowd of loungers, who smoked, drank and made merry, while without the storm increased in violence. It was growing late, the wind howled furiously about the eaves, the rain dashed pitilessly against the windows and most of the men had gone home, when suddenly there came a booming sound above the noise of the tempest, and then an awful cry as of a soul in distress. Filled with an indefinable terror, Charlie sprang up, rushed bareheaded from the house and liurried to the shore, distant only a few hundred yards. He could hear the roar of the surf upon the rocks, feel the salt spray in his face, hear the cries of agony, and then, in the fierce light of the electric fl.ash, saw a stout ship driven upon the rocks. The waves rushed in seething billows high upon the rocks, the rain descended In blinding torrents, and the wind shrieked as though exulting over some awful disaster. Then came another crash and a wail of agony, and in the glare of the lightning it was seen that the vessel had struck. Then came that booming sound again, and a streak of fire ascended to the heavens. They were firing rockets from the ship. "A boat, a boat!" cried the young fellow. "Who will go with me to the ship?" "It would not live in such a sea," cried a n u m b e r or old sailors, who had been attracted to the spot. "They are throwing a line!" arose a sudden cry Make fast, and we may yet save them!" That was the meaning of the rockets, then. A line had been thrown ashore, and this, being hauled in, drew after it a stout hawser which was made fast to a flag staff on shore. "Will no one go with me?" cried Charlie again, but there was no answer. "I will carry a line if any one will go with me," he cried again, picking up a stout line which some one had brought and secured it about his waist. "Have you another hawser?" "Ay-ay, but you can never reach the ship." "Give it to me. Ah, that's it; now make fast. If no one will go with me I will make the journey alone." Then he plunged boldly into the sea, disappeared from sight and swam boldly toward the ship. Wave after wave dashed upon him, but he dove beneath them and buffeted the billows with sturdy strokes till at last he rose right under the ship's bows, and called for a line. It was thrown him. and he was hauled on board, tired but by no means exhausted. The line he had brought was drawn in and at last a stout hawser was taken on deck and made fast. "First save the women," cried the brave young man, "and then the men can save themselves." At that moment there was a glad cry, and a young girl rushed up to Charlie, threw herself upon his breast, and ex claimed: "Thanlt Heaven! You are still true to me-you have come to save my life." "Grace, my own, my darling, do I meet you once more? Do I indeed hold you in my arms? This is joy indeed!" "Save the others first," sh'e whispered, clinging to him. The women were placed in slings secured to the hawsers, and then sent ashore, one after another, loud shouts greeted each successful effort. Suddenly, when all the women but Grace had been saved, a fearful cry arose. The vessel wae going to pieces! Seizing Grace in his arms, Charlie sprang overboard and began swimming to shore. The rain beat upon them, frightened birds screamed above their heads, the waters surged madly about them, and for a moment all seemed lost. Charlie clung despairingly to the lines, summoned up all his strength and made one more effort. The vessel was still safe, though fast on the rocks, and that awful cry had been a false alarm. In a few more minutes Charlie and Grace were drawn from the waters and stood safe upon The vessel was Captain Huntley's, but the captain himself had died during the voyage, leaving the ship to the care of the first officer, who was not used to this ragged coast. Most of the crew were saved, but the vessel itself was a total wreck, and the Huntleys were well night ruined. Charlie heard more news the next day, and this was the secretary of the railroad company had fled, taking with him all the available funds, and that the road was on the ve1 5e of bankruptcy. The shock had so affected Mr. Maynard that he became insal\e and, in a fit of despair, took his own life. "Oh, this wicked quarrel," muttered Charlie. "How much evil might have been avoided had it been ended years ago. Let us put a stop to it, Grace, dearest, and may om:. families be as firm friends as they have before been bitter enemies." Both the Maynards and the Huntleys were impoverished by this last stroke, and they welcomed anything that would free them from u,eir troubles. When Charlie and Grace were married, which soon hap pened, the long feutl was ended, and now the lane is used by both families alike and only good will and affectioJl can be found where once all was strife and hatred, and that is now IT ENDED,

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Latest Issues --111 ' WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY ' COLORED COVERS CONTAINING STORIES O F Boy FIREMEN 32 PAGES PRICE 5 C ENTS 56 Young Wide Awake's Hand Grenades or, Cut Off by the 61 Young Wide Awake's Longest Leap; or, Swift Work With Flame Demon. the Life-Lines. 57 Young Wide Awake and the Rival Fire Boys; or, Fighting 62 Young Wide Awake's Signal Call; or, Fire Fighting to the for Honors. Last Ditch. 58 Young Wide Awake's Dynamite Crew; or, Blowing Up a Burning Village. 59 Young Wide Awake's Fire Test; or, The Belmont Boys' Greatest Stroke. 60 Young Wide Awake's Fire Patrol; or, Running Down a Despera.,te Gang. "THE LIBERTY 63 Young Wide Awake's Cascade of Flame; or, Within an Inc h of a Fiery Death. 64 Young Wide Awake's Fire Fight; or, Holding Up the Bel mont Life Savers. 65. Young Wide Awake's Bravest Rescue; or, Snatching a Victim from Death's Jaws. BOYS OF '76" COLORED COVERS CONTAI:l,HNG REVOLUTIONARY STORIES 32 PAGES PRIOE 5 CENTS 332 The Liberty Boys on the Ohio; or, After the Redskins. 333 The Liberty Boys' Double Rescue; or, After the Tory Kidnappers. 334 The Liberty Boys' Silent March; or, The Retreat from Ticonderoga. 335 The Liberty Boys Fighting Ferguson; or, Leagued with Strange Allies. 336 The Liberty Boys and the Seven S couts; or, Driving Out the Skinners. ' SECRET 337 The Liberty Boys' Winning Volley; or, Fighting Along the Mohawk. 338 The Liberty Boys and the Hessian Giant; or, The Battle of Lake Champlain. 339 The Liberty Boys' Midnight Sortie; or, Within An Inch of Capture. 340 The Liberty Boys on Long Island; or, Repulsing the Whaleboat Raiders. 341 The Liberty Boys' Secret Enemy; or, Exposing the Gun powder Plot. ' OLD AfD YOUNG 'KING BRADY, DETECTIVES COLORED COVERS 32 p AGES PRICE 5 CENTS 433 The "Bradys and the Opium King; or, Braving the Perils 438 The 'Bradys and the House of Skulls; or, The Strange of Pell Street. Man of Five Points. 434 The Bradys' Bleecker Street Mystery; or, The House 439 The Bradys' Daring Deal; or, The Bargain With Dr. With a Hundred Doors. Death. 435 The Bradys Among the 'Frisco Gold Thieves; or, The 440 The Bradys and the Coffin Man; or, Held in the House of Black Band of Old Dupont Street. 1 the Missing. 436 The Bradys and the Doctor's Death League; or, The Mys-441 The Bradys and the Chinese Dwarf; or, The Queue Hunter tery of the Boy in Red. of the Barbary Coast. 437 The Bradys and the Man Trappers; or, Hot Times on 442 The Bradys Among the Handshakers;_ o r, Trapping the Whirlwind Lake. Confidence Men. 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, N. Y IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our Weeklies and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this office direct. Cut out and fill in the following Ord e r Blank and' send it to us with the price of the weeklies you want and we will send them to you by return mail. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .. . . .. . . . FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Squa re, New York. . . . . . . . . . . . . . 190 DEAR Sm-Enclosed find ...... cents for which please send me: .... copies of WORK AND WIN, Nos .......................... ... " WIDE AW.AKE WEEKLY, Nos .................... " WILD WEST WEEKLY, Nos .. ............... -. " THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76, Nos .............. . " PLUCK AND LUCK Nos .......................... " SECRET SERVICE, NOS . ..... -... ......... -.. . ....... . " FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, Nos ............... .... .. 01 " Ten-Cent Hand Books, Nos .......................... N "" St t d N .. Town ........ State .... ame. . . . . . . . . . . . . ree an o ...... ..... -.

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Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY B y A S ELF-MADE M A N COLORED COVERS PRICE 5 Cts ISSUED EVERY FRIDAY 32 P A G E S Thi s Weekly contains Interesting stories of smart boys, who win fame and fortune by their ability to take advantage of passi n g oppo rtun ities Some of these stories are lounde d on true incidents in the lives of o u r most successfu l self-made men, and show how a boy of pluck, p ersevera n ce and brains can become f amous a n d wealthy. ALREADY PUBLISHED. 8 The Wheel of Fortune; or, The Re cord of a Self-1\Iade Boy. 9 Nip and Tuck; or, The Young Brokers of Wall Street. 10 A Copper Harvest; or. The Boys Who Worke d a D e serted l\Ilne. 11 A Lucky Penny; or, The Fortunes of a Boston Boy. 12 A Diamond I n t h e Rough; or, A Brave Boys Start ln Life. 13 Batting the Bears; or, The Nerviest Boy in Wall Street. 14 A Gold Brick; or, The Boy Who Could Not be Downed. 1 5 A Streak of Luck; or, The Boy Who Feathered His Nest. 16 A Good Thing ; or, The Boy Who Made a Fortune. 17 King of the Marke t ; or, The Young l 'rader in Wail Stree t 18 Pure Grlt; or. One Boy in a Thousand. 19 A Rise ln Life; or, 'l'b e Career of a Factory Boy. 20 A Barrel of lllouey ; or, A Bright Boy in Wail Street. 21 All to the Good; or, From Call Boy to Manager. 22 How He Got There; or, '!'b e Pluckiest Boy of Them All. 23 Bound to Win; o r The Boy Who Got Rieb. 24 Pushing It Through ; or, Tb e Fate of a Lucky Boy. 25 A Born Spec ulator; or, The Young Sphinx of Wall Street. 26 'l'he Way to Success; or, The Boy Who Got There. 27 Struck Oll; or. The Boy Who lllade a Million. 28 A Golden Risk ; or, The Young )liners of D ell a Cruz. 29 A Sure Winner; or, The Boy Who ""ent Out With a Circus. 30 Go lde n Fleece; or, The Boy Brokers of W all Street. 31 A Mad Cap Scheme; or, The Boy Treasure Hunters of Cocos Island 3 2 Adrift on the World; or. 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