Only a dollar, or, From errand boy to owner

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. Pred Towne now darted ahead o( the bunch, closely fQllowe d by Ferguson. Straining every nerve he succeeded in keeping abreast of"the. car platform for. the required distance. 'You've won!" laughed the tourist, tossing the coin into hj.s outstretched hands.


Fame and FortunCWCeijy STORIES I OF BOYS WHO MAKE MON1EY lined Wee7d11-Bt1 Sub scription 12.50 per 11ear. Entered according to Act of Conore8a, in the year 1907, in the oJfl,ce o f the Librarian of Oonoren, Waahingto n D. 0., bt1 Frank ToUBeJI, Publisher, 24 Union Squar e New York, No. 99. NEW Y O RK, AUGUST 23, 1907. PRICE 5 C ENTS. OB, By A SELF-MADE MAN CHA 1 PTER I. TROUBLE IN A PRINTING OFFI CE Crash l 'l'he half dozen employoos of Peter Koop's printin g es tablishment on Main Street, Leesburg, looked up in a. startled way to find Fred T'owne, errand boy, struggling with the ruins of a foundry form on the floor which a stone-hand had sent him to fetch. The cause of the disaster was a banana peel dexterously placed in Fred's path by Jude F'erguson, an apprentice, who had a mania for mischief in general and a personal grouch agairu;t Towne in particular. "Now you've done it!" chuckled Jude, as pleased as a mud lark at lo1w tide. "The foreman won't do a thing to you That was a 'live' form, and I was go;in' to take it to the foundry as soon as Benson had made a correction in it" It was hardly necessary to remind Fred that the damage was a serious one. The revised proof of the form had just come in, with a solitary and unimportant correction marked on it, and Foreman Gregg had written the word "Rush" in blue pencil across one corner of the sheet. The "Rush" was intended for the instruction of the foundry-that the plate was wanted as soon as possible. As Fred was picking himself up, and regarding the wreck with a rueful face, the :foreman came ove.r to see what had happened. When he saw that the foundry :form was in such a sweat over was irremediably "pied," his brow grew as black as a thunder gust. We won't repeat what he said as he glared at the u n fortunate boy. Any one who has wo1rked the average job printing foreman knows that the responsibilities of his position doesn't impmve his temper, and heis apt to speak to the point when things go wrong. Foreman Jim Gregg was red headed and more than ordinarily quick tempered. Furthermore, he was Jude Ferguson's brother-in-law. Jude was always carrying some story to him about Fred whfoh inflamed the na..tural dislike he entertained against the errand l?oY He would have fired Fred long before only tlfat he found him uncommonly useful, much smarter at the businees than who was naturally lazy, and shirked his work whenever he could. Jude was a year older a.nd had heen a year longer in he printing o.ffice than Towne, but he didn't know ha l f as much about the "art preservative." Fred was a na,tural born printer, and took to the trade like a duck to water; Jude hated the business, as he would have hated any business for that matter, because there was work attached to it. Consequently, Jude l earned the "rudiments" very slow l y, and his brother in-law was :forever calling him down about something or another. Jude didn't care for that as long as the pay envelope came his way every Saturday afternoon, and there were n o deductions taken out for tardiness.


2 ONLY A DOLLAR. The employees of Peter Koop worked from 7.30 a.m. to 6 p.m.-ten hours. The nine-hour law was in effect, then, in union as well as the mor important "open shops," but it wasn't in oper ation in Leesburg. In any event, Mr. Koop wasn't in :favor of the shorter work day. He paid his workmen as little as he could and got as muoh out of them for the money as he could. His time-slips" compelled the men to.account for everv five minutes. When these had passed under the eagle eye of the :foreman e ver y morning and had been turned into the office, Mr. Koop e xamined them himself, and h e usually h a d something to sa y to the foreman afterward which didn t make Gregg fee l any happier. The only way Gregg could eas e his ruffied mind was to call the ma n or men down though he knew, having pas sed the slips himself, that they were n o t guilty. From a bus ine s s point of vie w Gregg was a good for e man ; you couldn't fool him worth a cent. He knew how a job ought to be set, and he could tell '1t a glance from the proof about the time requir e d to p u t it together. Nevertheless, he wasn't popula r with any one but the boss. _Neithe;r was .Jude Ferguson-the men hated him, aml with good reason, for he was always snooping around and carrying information to !tis brother-iri-l'aw. Fred Towne, on the contrary was a fir s t f a vorit e Probably that was the o hief reason why n e ith e r Jude nor Gregg liked him Fred knew whe re every type iri th e office was to b e found; Jude never o r a.t le as t v erv se ldom c ould fin d :i case when he h a d a piece of copy 'to work' o n. When there was a ru s h th e f o r e m a n frequ e ntl y s e n t Freel to help a journeyman o n th e stra i ght m atte r. If. tlie copy was "reprint," the workman l e t him s e t a pa.rt of the "display," and h<: n e v e r failed t o d o it w ellso well1 in fact, that the men o ften trus ted hil'.Ili with writ ten copy having displayed lines in it. Gregg had noticed him doin g work some times not e x pected of him, and in this way got a line on his evident ability. Therefore, he found him too valuable to discharge merely for personal motives. He found it more profitable to vent his grouch against the boy by lashing him with his tongue. Fred being an orphan, and compelled to work for his keep, had to put up with his luck. He was :ilways cheerful under strenuous circumstances and the men admired his good temper and grit. They would have taught him the road to good fellow ship via the bar of 'their favorite saloon, only wouldn't drink nor smoke. He had promised his dying mother never to do either, and he had the strength of will to keep 1 his word. Besides, he had plenty of opportunity to see the effects of too much drink. He also discovered that some of the best compositors in town were the greatest lushers. Just why this should be he couldn't determine, but the fact was not to be gainsaid. Gregg knew it, too, for he had been there himself, but had reformed. "Can't you look where you're putting your feet, Towne?" roared the foreman, kicking the offending banana peel un der a frame. "Get a paper and gather 11p that pi. You can distribute it alter you eat your lunch." He snatched the revised proof from tihe boy's hand, and put a couple of men at resetting the job iii. a hurry. "Better get a shovel," snickered Jude to Fred. "I suppose you didn't throw tha.t banana peel m my way?" said Freel, looking at Ferguson. "Me? Of course not. Why should I do it?" ":Jlsaw you eating a banana a moment ago." "What of it? You didn't see me thro,: no skin down on the floor." '.'No. But you might have done it, just the sam e." "Oh, rats Get a broom and sweep up the mess. If you wasn't a hamfatt e r at the bus iness, y ou wouldn't pi ed the form. You n e ver seen me do anythin' like that?" "Yes, I have. I'v. e seen you pi a cas e of type s everal tim es." You r e dr e amin'. I kin handle a case of t ype better'n you." fre d took no furthe r noti c e o f his enemy, but went and g ot a piece of newspa per an c l thre w the type in it. T he n he placed the f urni t ur e a nd foundry b eare r s in thei r pl aces, and put the p atent. quo i ns in a d r a1'' er H e lai d the pi on a oonveni ent window sill until h e was read y to di s tribut e it. The stone-hand who h a d been read y to correct th e d e molish e d form cam e ove r to him and said: "I saw F e r g u s on throw that peel unde r your feet. You o u ght to give him a calling down about it. If he wor k ed s u c h a funny game on me, I wouldn t leave anything l arge r tha n a grease s pot of him." "Wha t's the u se o f calling him down?" replied Fred. "It wouldn t do any good. One of these days I'll for ge t myself, and the n there'll be something doing in his dire c tion. I don't believe in scrapping, but there's a limit to e verythin g I suppose if I went for him, Gregg would bounce m e and I can't afford to lose my job." "I don't believe you'd lose it; but if you did, the boy s wo:nld stand by you." "How would they?" "'Dhey'd eith e r quit work till you were taken back, or they'd chip in and a pot so you wouldn't starve while looking for anoth e r place." Fre d believed him, for he knew that, whatever might be their faults, printers are, as a rule, always ready to help out a fellow workman when they believe he s deserving of their sympathy. "I don't mean to be the cause of any inconvenience to the men," said Fred. At that moment the foreman called him to strike off a couple of proofs on the proof-press, and he hurried away. It frequently made driveling idiots of smart typos a Saturday night. of The stone-hand slipped into one of the alleys and told ; two of the jobbers the cause of the accident, and in five


ONLY A DOLLAR. 3 m i n ute s even Gregg knew that Jude was at the bottom o:f the recent trouble. CHAPTERJI. JUDE FERGUSON IN TROUBLE. It was early in the summer and there was -plenty of li ght after six o'clock when work ceased in Keep's print ing office. All lnmds took off their aprons, completed the making out of their time-slips, and then hung them on a hook beside the foreman's desk, which was p e rched on an ele vated platform at one side of the room. 'I'he presses in operation were stopped about fifteen min utes before quitting time in order to allow time for wash ing rollers, etc. As the hands passed out they rang up their numbers on the tim e clock, and the overworked bookkeeper came in afterward, abstracted the sheet, and substituted a fresh one to receive tlie morning impressions. Some of the printers and pressmen made a bee-line for the saloon on the corner, but the majority went home, glad that the day's work was over. Fred Towne lived at tihe humble home of a railroad man employed in the freight yards of the Leesburg & Western Railroad, not far away. The man's name was Valentine, and he had a sixteen year-old daughter named Eva, who was very partial to the young boarder. She admired Fred not only because he was a good-look ing boy, but because he >V'as manly and straightforward. She was a very pretty girl herself, vivacious and even tempered. Fred thought 1 her an uncommon nice girl and they were as thick as two peas in a pod. Mrs. Valentine had taken a great liking for the boy, in common with her husband, and had such confidence in him that she permitted Eva to go anywhere with him-a privi lege accorded to no one else, for the good woman kept a watchful eye over her only daughter. She felt assured that Fred would protect Eva under any and all circumstances, as though he were her brother. And she was right. As Fred was on his way to the Valentine home that afternoon several of the compositors detained him in ftont of the saloon for about ten minutes to speak about the incident of the pied foundry form. They denounced the affair as a scurvy trick of Fergu son's, and were of the unanimous o;iinion that T'owne ought to take it out of Jude's hide at the first chance he got. Fred :finally got away from them and continued on his way. His friend, Tom Benedict, who was an advanced appren tice in the Koop office, and Jude, also lived in the neigh borhood of the railroad yard and the Valentine cottage. Usually Fred walked home with Tom, but this occasion was an exception. As he approached a corner grocery within a block of the cottage, he spied Eva Valentine eoming out of the store with a jug in her hand. As she started toward her home, Jude Ferguson, whom she was acquainted with but didn't like even a little bit, suddenly made his appeA.rance from around the corner and confronted her with a smirk on his freckled countenance. "Goin' home, Eva?" he srucl. "I'll walk with you." "Yqu needn't trouble yourself," she answered tartly. "Why not? Ain't I gootl enough for you to walk with?" "I prefer walking by myself." "You wouldn't say that if Fred Towne came along," he said crustily, for he liked Eva and was jealous of Fred, another reason for disliking his shop-mate. "Oh, Fred is a privileged person. He lives with us." "What i he does. That doesn't give him the exclusive pri>ilege to walk with you. I want a chance once in a while myself." "4,nd suppose I don't w;mt you to?" she replied, saucily. "Why don't you want me to?" "I have my reasons." t "Wihat are your reasons?" persisted Jude, her from going on. "I'm not obliged to tell them if I don't want to," she replied, independently. "Let me pass." "I'm goin' to walk with you, anyway," said Jude, following her up. 1 "No, you're not," she said, making a move to cross the street. He kept close at her side, however, and she got angry. "I don't want you to._foJ,low me," she fl.ashed. "I'm goin' to walk right along with you just because you say I mustn't. l like you, and--" "Well, I don't like you. So there!" "I s'pose you like Fred Towne, don't you?" he sneered. "Yes, I do. Now are you satisfied?" "No, I'm not. If you don't let me walk along with you, I'll puncih his face when I him again. I kin lick him with my eyes shut, and I'll do it, too." Fred heard his last remark very clearly, for he was now close at hand, although unperceived by either Jude or Eva. Jude's words nettled him, and his attitude toward Eva didn't soften his feelings toward Ferguson, so he stepped up and said quietly: "So you can whip me with your eyes shut, can you, Fer guson? Well, you've the opportunity to make good now, if you want to." Eva and Jude turned quickly around. Tlhe girl, with a pleased look, stepped quickly to his side, while Ferguson glared furiously at the boy he hated. As Jude made no effort to carry out his threat, Fred gave his attention tp Eva. "Where have you been? To the grocery?" "Yes." "Well, you're bound home, I guess, so come on." They walked off together, leaving Jude gazing after them with a malignant expression in his eyes. "I'll :fix your Fred Towne he muttered. "I'll get you bounced from the shop, see i I don't. Y.ah How I hate you!" He followed on some distance behind Fred and Eva, for he lived two blocks beyond the Valentine cottage, on the same street. Jude tried to get his brother-in-law to discharge Fred


. 4 ONLY A DOLLAR. next day, which was Saturday, but Gregg laughed at him, He soon made himself so disliked there that none of and Jude was intensely disappointed the girls would hae anything to say to him any more. The only way he saw of revenging himself on Fred was '.Dhis riled him, and he began playing tricks on them to annoy him, for, though bigger and appa rently stronger, to get square he did not have the sand to invite a personJ. encounter. One of the girls reported him, and Gregg ordered him On the following as Fred was picking up a to stay out of the bindery. handful of type from one of the stones to distribute, Jude Discovering which girl had told on him, he decided to jostled his arm and the type went to pi. be revenged on her. Fred sprang a.round, but Ferguson glided away quickly He found that the girl, whose name was Edith Clark, and took up something to do close to his brother in law, brought her lunch in a small box and left itton a shelf. and so Fred was checkmated for the time being. So he got a similar box, enclosed a live mouse with Later on, when Fred was passing a. big sixteen page enough of miscellaneous stuff to weight it so as to deceive pamphlet form of solid type, which had been brought :from the girl when she handled it, and then watching his chance, the pressroom and stood up against the encl of a frame, changed the boxes. Jude tried to trip up Towne so that he'd fall against it When noon came and Miss Clark opened the box, the with force sufficient to cause it to spring enough to "!bring mouse sprang at her. about a wholesale case of pi. She promptly fainted and p andemonium ensued in the He failed, however, and got a sla.p across the jaw for his bindery. pains. Fred happened to be in there at the time, for the girls As he backed away a press feeder fetched him a sly kick liked to talk to him, and he stopped the panic by chasing in the rear, and, turning upon his fresh aggressor, he the mouse. struck his head against the corner of a case and uttered While the other girls were resuscitating the unconscious a howl that Gregg's attention on him. girl, Fred examined the box, saw Jude's name inside, and "I'll get square with you," he snarled, looking at Fred judged he was the author of the trouble. as though he was the cause of his trouble. If he had needed any further proof, Ferguson's grinFred laughed and walked on. ning countenance at the open doorway would have furThen Jude turned on ; the pressman. nished it. "What did you kick me for?!' He sprang suddenly on the young rascal, and before he "Who kicked you?" could escape caught him by the ea. r and marched him into "You did, you big stiff!" bindery "Oh, forget it!" replied tihe man, twalking off. By this time Miss Clark had come out of her faint. Jude was mad enough to chew a ten-penny nail. Fred explained the case against Jude, the box was looked "Here, Jude," shouted Gregg, "give Ogden a lift with at, and he was pronounced guilty by the girls. that form." "Get down on your knee$ and apologize," ordered Fred. If there was one thing Ferguson hated, it was to assist "I vt:;i.11, like fun!" snarled Ferguson. "Let go my ear, ih hoisting a big chase full of type on to a stone. will you?" But he had to obey when ordered by the foreman, and he "Not until you've begged Miss Clark's pardon." started in to do it very grudgingly indeed. "I'll die first," roared Jude. He went so awkwardly a.bout the job tiha. t he caught one At that moment Tom Benedict appeared. of his fingers between the iron chase and the wooden rim Edith Clark was his best girl. of the stone. 1 "What's the trouble?" he wanted to know He howled murder and let go of the chase Fred explained the situation His end went down like a flash of light, denting a hole Then Tom took a hand in the matter, and Jude found in the floor, and then fell over on its face, dragging Ogden it convenient to beg the girl's pardon very humbly. with it. When they released him he shook his :fist at Fred and Fortunately, the iron quoins held all, despite the jar, threatened dire vengeance on him, and there w asn't any and the form was saved. doubt but he meant what he said. Gregg was so mad, though, that he collared his brotherin-law, and_, unmindful of the relationship, booted him twice. Jude grabbed a mallet and made a motion as if to throw it at Gregg. 'The foreman seized his uplifted arm and ordered him out of the office. He went but 1 he was back next day, having patched the difficulty up. His discomfiture, however, was a source of great satis faction to the men. A small pamphlet bindery, employing half a dozen girls, was attached to the Koop printing office. Jude used to go in there and talk to the girls lunch time. CHAPTER III. ONLY A DOLLAR. Ferguson associated with a rougih crowd of boys who ha;l formed themselves into an organization called "The Nigh t Hawks." The name was appropriate because they met only at night in an old house on the outskirts of the town, and they seldom returned to their homes until long after midnight. Jude was not an especia.l favorite with them, but he was a member of the gang, and that counted so far as enlisting their sympathies in his beha.1. Having woke up to the fact that he couldn't injure Fred


ONLY A DOLLAR. 5 Towne much in the way he had counted on, he took counsel with the gang. T11ey advised him to say nothing and saw for a wihile until some scheme could be hatched up against Towne that promised success. Acco, rdingly, Ferguson quit playing tricks on his enemy in the printing office, and Fred imagined that Jude had learned a salutary les on. That was where he deceived himself. On .the Saturday afternoon following the bindery inci dent Fred and Tom left the office at five o'clock, which was the hour the shop shut down on that day, and started for the railroad statio n to see the Pacific Express come in a.n

6 ONLY A DOLLAR. "Well, you're a lucky boy. You'll have a whole dollar bill.s in the gutter for somebody else to pick up and blow to spend to-morrow." "No, I won't." "Why not? Got any special use for that dollar you IWOn ?" "Yes. It's the only dollar I have ever owned in Ube world, and I'm going t'o keep it as a lucky piece. I've-an idea that as long as I hold on to it. I'll get more." 'JWhat put that into your head?" "I couldn't tell you. But I feel it in my bones." "Then I'd freeze on to it if I felt that way." "I mean to." ''Maybe Mr. Koop will give you a raise in your pay." "Don"t you believe it. It' s like drawing a tooth to get a raise out of him." "I believe you. I'm a two-thirder, but I don't get two thirds of a journeyman's "You ought to, for you're worth it." "That's right. And you:'r e wortih more than $4. Jude gets $6, and you can set type all arotmd him. Be s ides, there are a lot of things you can do that he couldn't tackle to save his life, and he's been a year longer at the busi ness." "He'll never 'be worth his salt as a printer-he's too lilzv and careless." I "He'll never be worth his salt at anything if he don't mend his ways." "He wouldn't last under Gregg if they weren t related." "Nor under any other foreman." They walked back to the statiqn and then started for home. Fred pulled the silver prize he had won out of his pocket and looked at it. I_t felt good to own that much-a whole hundred cents' worlh. "Only a dollar," he said. "When will I have another to match it?" "That's a conundrum, I guess," laughed Tom. "Silver dollars, or paper ones, either, are not growing on bushes for people to pluck." "That's right--they aren 't. If they were--" "Nobody would work. Neither are they lying around in the road for folks to stumble over.". "That' s right, too Hello! what's that?" "What's what?" Fred made a swoop at s omething in the gutter. When he straightened up, h e beld a dirty, greenish bit of paper in hi s fingers. Many people had no doubt passed that way within tihe last hour or two, yet non e had seen it. It was a bank bill worth $50. scissors!" exclaimed Tom. "A fifty dollar bill!" Fred gazed at the note with open mouth and eyes. The bright new dollar in his oth e r hand faded into insignificance before this old dirt-begrimed piece of faded green paper. "Talk about luck continued Tom, "it' s coming your way by the raft full. I nev e r found anything larger tiha;s. a nickle in my life, and that was so smooth that I had a lot of trouble passing it." "Somebody must have lo s t this," said Fred. "That's evident. People don't usually plant fifty dollar in." "I wonder if I could find out who lost:it ?" "Are you anxious to :find the owner?" asked Tom in surprise. "Fifty dollru.s is a lot of money," replied Fred, sol emnly. "You're right, it is." "The person who lost it might not be able to afford: it." "That isn't your "If I knew who that person was I'd--" "Return it, eh?" laughed Tom, incredulously. "I certainly would." "You'd be a--" "Would you keep this money, Tom, if you could find the owner?" "No; but I wouldn't goatound town asking people if they'd lost it." "Of course you oouldnJt do that; but it might be ad ver tised for." "GCY on! It would be a waste of good money to adver tise for a lost bill. How could money be identified?" "This bill could:" "How?" "By that red Maltese cross on the back, and the fact that it's been torn and pasj;ed together." "Ho! That don't count for much." "I think it counts for a good deal." "What are you going to do? Keep the bill for a while 9n the possibility that the owner might show up?" asked Tom, wonderingly. "Yes." "Say, you're a phenomenon Fred. The owner will never show up if you keep the bill for a hundred years "I havE?J.'t any particular need to s pend the money at present, so I might as well keep it intact." "You can do that, of course. You can use the silver dollar." Fred shook his head. "I'll change the fifty before I do that. If it hadn t bee n for the dollar I shouldn't have found the bill. I told you I believed it would bring me luck, and you see it has." "I wouldn't swear to it," replied Tom, doubtfully. "Well, that's my opinion," replied Fred, in a positive tone, as they came to a stop in front of the Valentine cottage. "All right, old chap, have it your own way," answered Tom. "I hope you'll find some more on the strength of it. Good-by. I'll see you in the morning." Tom went on his way and Fred entered the house. CH.AoPTER IV. THE OLD MILL AT PLAINVILLE. Supper was nearly ready when Fred entered the combined. sittingand dihing-room. Eva was setting the table, for it was almost time for her father to get home. "What do you suppose we've got for supper to-night, Fred?" she asked the young printer. "I'm not good at guessing riddles, Eva," he replied.


ONLY A DOLLAR. r/ "It's something you like "Is it? Tlhat mal'es it harder to guess, for I like most anything that tastes good," he latrghed. "But you like this particularly." "Then it must be pork and beans." "That's just what it is "Then I'm right in it. In fact, I've been right in it since I left the office." "How is that?" "In the first place, four of us-Tom Benedict, Jude Fer guson, Slatts Morton and me--ran a race in the yard with the Pacific Express for a dollar, and I won the money." "You ran a race with the Pacific Express!" exclaimed Eva, opening her pretty eyes. "Why, how could you do that?" Fred told her a.11 about the incident "My, that must have been fun!" she cried. "It was, for everybody concerned. And it was profitable for me. There's the dollar. Look .at it. Doesn't shine?" "It's a new one." "That's what it is. Well, as Tom and I were coming up the road, what do you suppose I found?" "I'll never guess," she answered, shaking her hE!ad. "A fifty doUar bill "You didn't!" she ejaculated in astonishment "Well," said Fred, bringing forth the dirty, mutilated and cross-marked bill, "is tha.t dollars or isn't it?" Eva had to admit that 'it was when she looked at it. "My goodness! Aren't you fortunate?" "Yes, I think I am," admitted Fred. "Whereabouts in the Toad did you :find it?" "In the gutter, not far from the grocery "You're rich, aren't you ?" "Yes, I'm w.orth :fiftyone dollars at the prnsent moment, if no one claims the bill." "How could any one claim it?" "I couldn't say The possibility is small, I suppose." "I should think so There isn't one chance in a thousand." "I hope I'm honest enough to give it up if the owner did turn up." "I'm sure you am; but you needn't wony. No one will eYer claim tha t bill." Eva finished setting the table, and in a few minutes heT father came in. Supper was put on the table and all sat down to it. Before the meal was over Frec1 related how he had come into possession of the fifty-one dollars. Mr. Valentine congratulated him on his luck, and asked him what he was going to do with the money. "I'm going to keep them both 'Tihe dollar for good lu c k and the fifty till I have a pressing need to it." When he went to his room soon afterward heput the money in his tnmk. Later on he and Eva went out for a walk, as they did nearly every Saturday evening. He bought an evening paper, and when they got home they looked over it On the first page was the story, under luri d headlines, of a murder that had been committed the night before, but only discovered that afternoon. The victim was a reputed miser, named Abel Ashfie ld, one of the oldest residents of Leesburg. He lived with an old housekeeper, known as Mart h a Wills, in a large and roomy mansion on the suburbs. It developed that he had kept all his money and valu ables in a sma.11 safe set into the wall of his bedroom. This had been brok e n open and everything abstracted by villains who hac1 perpetrated the crime. The police were at work on the case, but it did not appear that they had any definite clue as to the identity of the scoundrels. They had got into the house through a rear window in the basement, and had departed the san1e way with their booty. How much money they had secured, and what else in the way of plunder they had made off with, was not known, as Abel Ashfield never told anybody about his affairs, not even his housekeeper, who had no idea wha.t he was worth The old man ha.d two nephews, one the son of his bro ther a steady-going man who was cashier-in the bank of the l).ear-by town; the other, a good-for-nothing fellow, named Jim Harker, the son of his sister. Ashfield had held no communication with either for many years, so the housekeeper said, though the l atter had made several attempts of late to see his uncle. That was the whole story, as picked up by the reporters, to the time of going to press, and it to be up to the police 'to do something if the murderers were to be apprehended and the stoien property recovered. "That's tough on old Ashfield," said Fred. "I remem ber seeing him once on the was a small, white haired man, with a face that looked like faded parchment. ne looked as if he might be all of seventy years olc}. He didn't dress as if he was worth anything to speak of One of the compositors at the office told me that he guessed the old man had no money, only i.lhe old house in which he lived. At any rate, he lived in a way that gave color to that opinion." "I don't like to read about murders," said Eva, with a shudder. "It isn't the most cheerful kind of reading, I'll admit," replied Fred. "It's awful to think that a poor old man like him should be killed for what little money he might have had." "You can't tell but what he had a good deal, if he really was a miser. The fact that he had a safe in the house wourn look as if he was well fixed. "I .do ho1Je the rascals will be cal1giht and punished." "It is te> be hoped they will. It might be that the old man's shiftless nephe:w had a hand in the crime." "That's too dreadful to think of His o wn flesh an cl blood. No, no," said Eva, "that doesn't seem possib l e "Such things have happened before. Even sons have been ]mown to murder their fathers, either for money or _some other r eason." "Horrible!" exclaimed the girl. "'TI:iis is a pretty wicked world, if one is to j udge by what he sees printed in the daily papers Leesburg is a paradise compared with a big city like New York or Chi cago. Well, it's getting late; we'd better go to bed We've got a nice long trolley ride before us in the morning." Tom Benedict brought Edith Clark to the Valentine


8 ONLY A DOLLAR. I cottage a little after nine ne':t mornin g am1 Fred anr l Eva were all ready to accompany them. T1he trip they had planned o v er the clcdric rot:d would take them to Plainville twclve miles away, and they ex pected to walk around the pretty suburbs of ,that town and have a modest meal at a restaurant before returning to Leesburg. Tt was. an ideal day for the Fide, and the young people enjoyed the trip to the other town immensely. As they sat n.ear the front of the car, which was well filled, they did not notice that Jude Ferguson, Slatts M.o-r ton, and a couple of their gang were standing on the rear platform Such, however, was the case, and the young rascals cast furtive giances at them occasionally as the car speeded along. Fred signalled the car to stop on reaching Plain ville, Jude and his companions got off quickly and retired u nder a near-by tree. Then they followetl Fred, Tom and the girls at a dis tance up the street "You heard them say that they were goin' to look at the o l d mill?" said one of the shadowers. "Slatts and me heard 'I"owne and Benedict pltinnin' things yesterday at the station," replied Jude. "bidn't we, Slatts ?" "Tha. t's right," answered Mo'l:ton, nod"ding his head. "They're goin' to the old mill that folks say is haunted, and then they're goin' back to town to eat." "Then we'd better git to the mill before 'em. The ques tion is how kin we sepai:ate 'eml so that we kin get a chance at Towne. W'e don't want to monkey with Benedict if we kin help it: One is enough, for us at a. time, and we ain't oui for his scalp." While the rascals were sl.;ruggling wi'th this question they made their way toward the r,nill in question as fast as their legs could carry them. It was clear that they had designs only on T0'WI1C, and it took some :figuring to :find a practical way of carrying out their purpose. At length they reached the dilapidated structure, which stood on the !:tanks of a stream connecting with the river that ran up to Leesburg and further on. Walking in"aide they found the :first floor consisted of two rooms> a large an.ct a small one, both bare of every tlung but dust and cobwebs. There was a hole in the floor of the small room through which projected a part of huge oaken upright which had supported the driving of the mill. A jagged hole in the side of the building, nverlooking the stream, showed where the shaft had connected with the water wheel, now gone to ruin and half submergecl in the water and mud. There was also a trap-door in a comer of the room which the' boys did not investigate, but contented them selves with peering through the hole into the dark anc1 clamp-smelling depths of the cellar, where a portion o f the old machinery still stood in varying stages o( decay. They could not see much, and their curiosity did not induce them to pursue any explora tion in that direction. Returning to a passage between the rooms they inountecl a stout stairway to the regions above, where they found evidences of recent occupancy by what they supposed were trumps. Jude looked out of one of the front windows and saw Fred, Tom, and the girls approaching at a distance. "Here they come, fellers," he said. "We'll hide in this big closet." The four young rascals got out of sight and waited. \ CHAPTER V. WHAT HAPPENED IN THE MILL. "Is that the old mi'll ?" asked Eva Valentine, as they drew nearer. "It looks like an ordina ry building." "That's the old mill," replied Fred. "The big wheel is gone, and that's why it doesn't look like a mill any more." They walked around it to the rear, looked down into the stream where the remains of the wheel lay, just as it had fallen, and Uhen came back to the front. "Come on in," said Fred. "It's awfully dirty looking inside," said Edith Clark, thinking, of her Sunday gown and the consequences that might ensue if she brushed up against the walls. Finally they were induced by the boys to enter, and they walked around in a very careful manner. Fred piloted the way about, as he was of an inquiring mind, and liked to look into things "Is this place ha.un-f:e4 ?" asked Eva, with a little shud der. "That's what people say, but I don't take any stock in the report," replied Fred. "Moat every old place is said to be haunted more or less You aren't afraid in the bright daylight, are you?" "N o-o," she replied, clinging to< his a.rm, and looking fearfully around the small inner room which, owing to the fact that it had but one window, and Uhat boarded up, was not particularly cheerful. "I wonder wha .t's to be seen do-wn stairs?" said Tom, trying to make out something through the broken hole in the floor. "I guess that's where the machinery was," replied Fred. "There's a trap-door," pointed Benedict. "Let's you and I go clown and take a look." "No, you mustn't go," objected Eva, grabbing her escort by tJhe sleeve. Edith also vetoed the pro-posal. "It won't take us but a minute," said !I'om. "You girls can wait here." But the girls wouldn't have it, so the boys gave up the idea and all four started back for the front room. "Well, I'm going to see wha.t'1! up stairs," sa:i'd Fred, as they were crossing the Before any objection could be raised he was half way up the stairs . 'Tum was a.boot to follow., hut the girls declared that t]1ey didn't want to be left alone .. "Then I'll wait till Fred returns," replied Benedict. Fred gained the floor above and looked around. There was nothing particular to see there, and he was on the of retracing his steps when he spied the roomy closet.


ONLY A C urio u s to see i f the r e was an y thin g in it, he went tr1\\'ards it, g r a b b e d t h e h a ndl e a nd pulle d it open. Two arms s h ot out lik e a flash, c at c hing him by the colla r a n d h e was j e rked for w ard into the gloom of the c l oset. Befor e h e could recover from hi s s urprise, Jude and his companio n s h a d him d o wn o n the floor and were pounding h i m for all they w er e worth. Fre d however, was a gam e boy, and the darkness pre v e n t e d hi s e n e mies from doing very effective work. Half their blows landed on his back and shoulders, and did not hurt him greatly In a moment or two he started to defend himself in a way that promised to make it interesting for his unknown assailants. The struggle made a noise that was heard below, and Tom, wondering what was the matter, sprang up the s tairs. At that moment a portion of the closet floor gave way under Pred, and he went down with a crash out of sight. Jude followed, but saved himself by catching the jagged timbers. He roared "Help!" and was Cfl.. ught and pulled up by his comrades 'l'he young rascals were alarmed, for they believed their vic tim had been killed, and they made 'fl. dash to escape from the building Slatts Morton and Jude were the first to reach the open ing a b ove the stairway, and in their hurry did not notice Tom B e nedict coming up. The re sult was they collided 'with him, and the three went rolling down the stain;, to the great terror of Eva and Edith, who screamed shrilly. The other two of Jude's gang got as far as the stairs, and hearing the confu s ion below concluded not to make t h eir exit that way. They t urned around and dashed for the back window, which was merely an open hole, bereft of sash and glass, if it ever had any. Each in turn lowered him s elf out at arm's length, dro p ped to the g r o und, and th eri made off a s fast as they could go, l e aving Morton and Ferguson. to shift for them selv e s Jude Sl a tts, and T 'om landed all in a heap at the foot o f the s tairs. Unfortunat e ly, Tom was the undermost, and the weight o f the others, a c c ompanied by an accidental kiok in the h ea d from Jude s boot, rendered him uncon s cious. 1 Jude and Slatts slowly extricated themselves from their much the wor s e for their tumble. Ferguson's nose had come into contact with the corner of the stair s and it began to bleed badly. "Oh, my nose!" howled Jude, scrambling to his feet. "Wow! M y n eck!" groaned Slatts, foJlo. wing him. Tom Ben e dict la y just as he had landed on the floor, silent and m o tionless. The two girls w e r e frightened out of their senses by the sudden and unexpected des cent of the three boys together, and thy did not know what to do except grab and hold on to each oth e r for protection. Ferguson and Morton glanced down at the senseless Tom, then they noticed the girls in the gloom of the passageway, and, seized by a fear o f the consequences of the trouble that had happened all aiound, they made a break for the front room, scurryiDg out of the mill and down the road to Plainville. f "Oh, dear, what does this all mean?" :fluttered Eva, ter ribly unnerved. "Where is Fred?" "Who is that on tl1e floor at the foot of the stairs?" s hivered Edith. "Is he d ead?" "Dead!" s creamed Eva. "Oh, it may be Fred!" "Or Tom! He went up stairs last," cried the thoroughly alarmed Edith, in every limb. "What shall we do, Eva?" Eva was not braver tihan the average girl, but she thought as much of Fred as though he were her brother. The very idea that he might have been thrown down stairs by the rascals who had come tumbling on top of him, and was lying there dying, perhaps dead, nerved her to instant action She ran forward, knelt by the boy's side and peered into his face. "Why, it's Tom," she cried, turning to Edith, with a great feeling of relief that it was not Fred. "Tom!" shrieked Edith. "Oh, don't say he is dead!" s he add ed, rushing forward, and dropping beside the lad she tl1ought so much of. "No, he isn't dead; he's breathing," replied Eva "But he may be dying," moaned Edith. "Help me carry him out into the air.n "Yes yes, I will; but what can be keeping Fred up stairs? I'm afraid something has happened to him. I'm going to run up and see." Under ordinary circumstances Eva never would have dared venture up on that floor, but her anxiety about Fred banished every other consideration from her mind. 1 She sprang up the s tairs like a fawn and stepped out on the d e serted floor of the room. Not a sign of the boy was to be seen anywhere. "Fred Fred she called. "Where are you ?" She received no answer but the dull ooho of her own voice. "Oh, where can he be?" she breathed, in anxious sus pense. "There is no one here,. and he came up here only a few moments ago." The open window attracted her notice She ran o;ver to it and looked out. There was not a soul in sight. She was growing more frightened at the mystery of the thing. As she walked back she saw the closet, the door of which stood wide open. In fear and trembling, she cautiously approached it and looked in. Ait :first she could see nothing clearly, then she observed the jagged hole in the floor She did not connect it with Fred's disappearance, and after a final look around tihe big room she returned down stairs, much bewildered and upset by her inability to find her escort. "He isn't up stairs. There's no one there at all. I don't know what has become of him," she told Edith. "Fred not up stairs!" gasped Miss Clark. "Why, he must be. He didn't come down."


10 ONLY A DOLLAR. "I know he didn't. I can't understand it at all. I looked all over the room, and I am positive he isn't there." At that moment Tom moved and then sat up; looking a.round in a confused way. "Tom, Tom," cried Edith eagerly, "are yoo hurt?'' "That you, Edith? I didn't know where I was. I don't know whether I'm hurt or not. I feel all sore and bruised, and my head feels a big as a balloon. Hello, Eva; you there? Say, what happened to me, anyway?" "Don't you remember?" askecl Edith. "You were knocked down stairs by a couple of bo:vs, I ,think." "One of them looked just like Jude Ferguson, but of course it couldn't have been him, here in Plainville," spoke up Eva suddenly. "I remember now. We heard a racket up st.airs just after F1ed went up; and I up to see what was the matter. rrwo cha;ps ran into me, and. we all came rolling down in a bunch. Where are they, and where is Fred?" "The:v ran away," said Eva. "And Fred, we don't know where he is." "Don't know where he is?" exclaimed, in aston ishment. "He's up stairs, of course, if he didn't come down." "No, he isn't," replied Eva, in a positive tone. "I was just up there looking for him, and there isn't anybody up stairs." "That's funny," answered Tom. "There's no other way to get down that I kno\j of e-xcept those stairs." He stood up and felt of himself. "I guess there are no bones broken. I'm only lame and sore from te tmnble," he said. "I'll go up myself and take a look." At;. that juncture there were sounds of steps in the next room. An' instant later two men, rather rou g h in appearance, dark ened the doorway into the passage. '.l'he moment they saw T 'om and the two girls they stopped with a startled imprecation. CHAPTER VI. DOUBTS AND FEARS. I "Well," growled the foremost man, "what are you poople doing ?'' Tom looked at the fellOfN. So did the girls, and they drew closer to Benedict, for they didn't like the looks of the intruders. Just then there was a heavy rumbling in the air' which presaged the approach of a thuncler storm. The sun had vanished behind a dark bank of clouds which covered half of the heavens, and the brightness of the early afternoon had gone out of the face of nature. Under these conditions the passage between the two rooms was muoh darker than it had been, though neither Tom nor the girls had noticed the difference. Thinking it well not to provoke trouble, Tom told the men that they had come there to look at the mill. "Well, if you've seen all you want of it, you'd better go," was the surly reply. "We're going aS soon as a friend of mine comes down stairs," answered Benedict. "What's he doing up there?" asked the man suspiciously. "I Lton't know what he's doing. He went up to look around. I'll see if I can find him." "Don't leave us down here with these men," whispered Edith, who also expressed Eva's sentiments on the sub ject. "Come up with me, then," said Tom, starting to ascend to the floor above. The men didn't move, but watched the girls follow Bene dict up the stairs. As soon as the three had disappeared through the open ing the fellows talked together in a low tone. Tom called "Fred" several times, and, receiving no reply walked to the closet and looked into it. The room was so dark now that he didn't notice the hole in the floor, and might have walked into it and got a nasty tumble like Fred hacl experienced but that Eva caught him by the jacket and warned him of the danger. He fumbled in his pocket for a match, but he dicln't have one; so"all he could do was to examine the closet in the dark with great caution. As the place was quite bare he was soon satisfied that his chum wasn't in there. "It's funny where Fred has gone," ihe said. "Could it be possible that he fell into that hole?" he adde;, with his head and shoulders above the floor. "}\That's !Ieeping you folks so long up here?" he saitl irritably. "Where's tha.t friend of yours?" Tom's reply was drowned by a heavy crash oF tlrnncl:r almost overhead. The two girls gave a jump a.nc1 uttered stifled screams. Almost immediately the wind and rain swoo1w 1 Llown on the old mill, and the air grew so dark that the-young people could barely see one another. "I didn't hear what you said," called the man on the stairs "1 said that I don't know where my friend has got to," replied Tom. "Oh, you don't," sneered the man. "What kind of steer are you giving me?" "None at all. I'm telling you the truth." "If your friend came up here, and didn't go down aga.ln, you ought to have found him long before this. I'd like to know what kind of game you're up to, anyway." "We're up to no game. In any case," added Tom, losing his patience, "I don't see why you're so interested in us." "Look here, young fellow, I clon't intend to take any sass from you. Just come down stairs, where we can


ONLY A DOLLAR. 11 keep track of you, or there'll be something doing you won't like." The fellow spoke in a tone that showed he meant busi ness, and Tom, having the two girls to protect, decided that the easiest way to avoid trouble was to obey, for he couldn't hope to cope against the two men if they came at him. "Come, let 's go down," he said to Eva and Edith. "It won't do to rile these men. They can make it very un pleasant for us if they should take a notion to do so." So Tom assisted the girls down stairs, and the three went into the front room, where they watched the progress of the thunder storm and kept a wary eye out for the two men, who, however, remained out of sight in the passage. Eva was terribly distressed about Fred. She pictured to herself tha t the boy was lying uncon scious or dead somewhere in the hole under the closet, and she clung to Edith and cried bitterly. Tom and Miss Clark both tried to comfort her, but she was inconsolable. So the minutes passed and the storm continued out side. It was an uncommonly hea .vy one. The thunder crashed with fearful detonations and the lightning lit up the darkened landscape with startling in tensity. It was a trying situation all around for the young people, but there was nothing to do but grin and bear it. What were they to do when the storm had passed? How could they leave the mill without Fred? They had not the slightest intention o. deserting him, and yet it seemed evident that the men wished the mill to themselves for some reason. 1 Who were these men, anyway? Tlhey were not tramps, but they might easily be some thing worse. What was to be the end of this adventure? At l ength, after what seemed to be an endless time, the thunder storm passed away, and the sun came out again. "What shall we do about F'red ?" asked Eva. "Blessed if I know,'' replied Tom, scratching his head in a perplexed way. 1 "Come now, are you people going, or do you expect to camp here for the rest of the day?" asked the fellow who had done all the talking, poking his head into the room. "Come outside," said Tom to the girls, paying no atten tion to the man. "What do you suppose those men want about the mill?" asked Edith, after they had got into the sunshine. "I wouldn't be surprised if they are !to eouple of crooks who are hanging out 'the r e for no good 'purpose,'' replied Tom. "I think the best and only thing we can do under the circumstances will be to hurry in to town and call at the police office. We'll tell the story of Fred's disappearance, and call their attention to the presence of two fellows here. Then I could come back with an officer and make a systematic search for Fred." The girls agreed that this would be the best plan to :follow, though Eva hated to the mill, believing that Fred had fallen througih the hole in the closet, and might be dead or dying somewhere inside the building. "As the case stands," said Tom, "we can't do anything ourselves to help him, even if he did fall through that hole. Therefore, the sooner we call in outside assistance the better it may be for him." Eva, convinced that Tom was right, offered no further objection to going back to town, and so the three set off as fast as they could walk. The two men in the mill watched them until they were nearly out of sight; then they entered the small rear room, one of them lifted the trap in the floor, ancl they disa p pearcd down a flight of steps into the cellar, pulling the trap clown after them. CHAPTER VII. IN THE CELI.AR OF THE OLD MILL. When the floor of the closet gave way without the least warning under Freel, he went clown into the dark de::itha like a shot. Although he wasn't over two seconds falling clean through to the cellar, it se!fmed to :his startled fancy as if he had dropped a mile. He landed on top of an old mildewed straw mattress, which broke his fall, but the shock was sufficient to de prive him of consciousness. He lay there insen s ible through the thunderstorm, and began to recover his scattered faculties as it passed away. When he came to he had no idea wliere he was, nor, at first, what had happened to him. He was surrounded by dense da rlmess, and he began to wonder what it all meant. 1 Then his thoughts began fo shape themselves, and he recollected having been attacked by several persons, who seemed to be boys, and in the midst of the mix -up the floor of the closet had given way and he had been pfocipitated downwa. rd. That was the extent of his knowledge. ; :T: He believed he had only been senseless a few moments, ru;id sat up to a scertain the extent of his injuries. '-:" "Where the dickens am I?" he breathed. "It's a wonder that I didn't break my neck, for I must have fallen some distance. I don t seem to feel any the worse for it, though. Feels like a mattress I'm on. That must !rave saved me. It's lucky for me tha.t I hit it s o neatly. If I'd struck the hard ground, I probably would ha .ve broken half my bones. I wonder who those rascals were who assaulted me? They were hiding in the closet. The :first idea I had of trouble was being jerked right into the closet, thrown down, and a shower of fists descending on my and head like huge hailstones. Than the floor gave way, and the last thing I r emember was the shock of fetching up down here. This is an adventure I didn't count on when we came out to look at the old mill. Well, I must see if I can escape from this place and get back to Tom and the girls." Fred felt in his pocket for his match safe, which he al ways carried, struck a lucifer and looked around. He found himself at the bottom of a kind of shaft, with a large hole opening out into what he surmised to be the cellar of the mill. The hole, however, was barricaded by several dilapida.ted. barrels full of rubbish.


ONLY A DOLLAR Fred saw that he would be opliged to upset one of them t-0 get out Striking another match to see which bane] he had better tackle for that purpose, he saw what appeared to be a good valise crowded in among them. Grabbing hold of it, he yanked it out, and found it very heavy. Wondering what was in it, he lit a third match and looked it over. On one side, in small black he saw distinctly "Abel Ashfield." He gazed at the name with fascinated eves. for it was that of the old miser who had been mmde;ed and robbed some time between Friday night and Saturday morning. This evidently had belonged to him, and the thought mstantly occurred to Fred that, from its weight and bulki ness, it contained the plunder taken from the old man's house by the scoundrel:; who had committed the crime. "M:y gracious!" he exclaimed, as the match expired in his fingers, "this is a cliscovery for fair. Tlhe man or men who hid this can't be a great way off. Could it be that it was they who were hidden in the closet and attacked me when I came upon them accidentally? It must be so. W h o e l se would have been trying to keep under cover up there? They are likely to come' down here soon to see wihat has. become of me I don't fancy the idea of going up agamst such especially in this place, "here they coul d easily do me up. I must make a move quick and try to outwit them." Fred put down the dead man's valise, and, applying all st r ength to the first barrel he laid his hands on, toppled i t over. Snatching up the valise, he stepped out of 'the hole over the wrecked barrel. Striking another match, he looked around the cellar for some means of making his exit from the place: He saw the stairs leading to the trap a.nq walked over t o them As he p u t his foot on the lowest stair he heard the sounds of heavy footsteps on the naked above. "Goodness! That may be them now. I must hide." He slipped -qnder the and a moment later the steps ceased and the trap was raised, letting down a dim l ight Two men came down "Close the trap, Bill>' said the first. "You don't s'pooe I'd let it stay open, do you?" growled the other . The speaker pulled the trap after him, and Fred could hear the two men breathing in the dark within a, few feet of him. "Get out your pocket lantern, Bill," said the first man, as h e sh uffied forward. "We'll open the valise, divide the stuff, and make off by different routes. We can meet at Barney D olan's, in Chicago "We're takin' chances showin' ou r selves in daylight, H arker." Fred caught his b r eath on hearing the name. This must be the dead man's scapegrac e nephew, Jim H arke r. H e was e i ther the murderer or the murderer's accom plice, it mattered little 1.rhich, for his uncle's blood was ori his hands jnst the i

ONLY A DOLLAR. 13 "I'll bet we've been taken in by that young chap with Just then Fred sighted two persons coming up the street the girls," he roared. "He had another fellow with him, at a rapid gait. ju s t as he claimed, but instead of bein' up stairs the fellow When they got closer Fred, with great satisfaction, recwas in the cellar. He was down here rummagin' aro1'lnd ognized his friend Tom. when we came on the other rooster with the two girls. The other was a policeman. What were they doin' in the passage if they wasn't keepin' Fred waved his hand and set down, for he watch? And they didn't want to make a move, neither, 'was winded. when you spoke to them. As soon as they seen we meant Tom gave a shout, pointed him out to the officer, and to sta,y the chap fools us with his yarn about his friend they hurried up. bein' up stairs. Then they went up stairs to find him. "My goodness! I'm mighty glad to see you, Fred," We heard him callin' to the other fellow a number of cried Tom. "We've been woni.ed to death about you. We times. I'll bet that was a signal of some kind. Then couldn't understand what had happened to you after you look how long th e y stayed up there, until you had to go went up stain, the mi.11. You disappeared as if you up and rout 'em down. It's plain enough now that the had vanished into the air. We found a hole in the floor fellow in the cellar found the valise and sneaked with it of the closet, and were afraid you 1 had fallen through it while we were wa. tchin' the others." and were perhaps badly hurt." "How could he get out of this place and we standing "I did fall through it, right to the cellar." in the passage all the time?" asked Harker. "There isn't "You don't look as if you were hurt much," said Tom any QIUtlet in the rear." in surprise. "He must have got away, unless he's here yet." "I wasn't hurt at all, though I was knocked insensible. As Bill uttered the last words, Fred suddenly realized I lighted on an old Iliattress which was at the bottom of the danger of his position. the shaft." CHAPTER VIII. FRED COMES IN FOR A THOUSAND DOLLARS. 'Rarker, as if impressed by his companion's words, began to fl.asih the light about the cellar. "I'm afraid I'ht in for it," thought Fred uneasily. Fortunately for him, they started their investigations at the other end of the place, and Fred decided to make an effort to escape while they were so employed. He came out from the shelter of the stairway, softly mounted the steps, pushed up the trap, placed the valise on the floor, and then followed, closing the trap as softly as he could. His exit was not observed. Taking up the valise, he made his way out of the build ing on his tiptoes, and then' clasping his heavy burden in his arms started down the road toward town as fast as he could go. He saw that it had been raining heavily recently, and from the position of the sun noted the fact that two or three hours had elapsed the time he, Tom, and the girls had come to the mill. "I must hav e been \mconscious in the cellar for some time after all,'' he mused, as he hurried along. "I wonder where the folks are? They were evidently driven away from the mill by those two rascals. They must be ex pecting me to join them somewhere along the trolley line. Well, I've got to go to the police station first, turn in this valise, and put the officers on to those chaps, who, without doubt, are the murderers of Abel Ashfield. The crime has done them no good, for I've got their plunder away from them I s'pose my name will be in the papers now. I can't say that I'm stuck on that. But I'm mighty glad I eu chered those scoundrels. I can tell who one of the mur derers is, anyhow, and I'll be able to identify both if they are caught. There's one thing I'd like to know, and that is who the boys were that w re in the closet. They were not there for any good purpose, that's certain." "Gee! You were lucky. Eva will be pleased to death to find that nothing has happened to you. She's been so worried about you that we didn't know what to do with her." "Is that so?'1 asked Fred, rather delighted that he was an object of so much interest to the girl whom he thought a whole lot of. "Say, :where did you get that valise?" asked Fred. "I found it in the mill cellar. By the way, officer, you heard the mur der 0, Abel t\shfield, haven't you?" "I should say I have. Half our force are out hunting the neighborhood for some tra,.ce of the murderers." "Well, there two of them, and they were in the cellar of the old mill about fifteen ;minutes ago." "What!" exclaimed the policeman, with an incredi;tlous look. "I'm giving you straight goods,'' replied Fred. "Here's the proof of it. This valise belonged to Abel Ashfieldthere's his name on it-and I guess from its weight that it contains the stolen property from the old man's safe." The officer was astonished. He saw right away that Fred was giving him the exact facts of the case. He took up the valise and admitted that it was heavy enough to contain a lot of valuable plunder. "How did ,1you get possession of this?" "It's too long a story to tell yo u now if you expect to go after the rascals w;ho killed Abel Ashfield." "You say there are two of them?" "Yes, and one is Jim Harker, the old man's nephew." "Say, Fred," exclaimed T 'om suddenly, "I'll bet those were the chaps that made the girls and me leave the mill." "Those were the ones," replied Fred. "If the girls had suspected that at the time they'd have had a fit. They'd have run right out into the storm." "What storm? '\ are you talking about?" "What am I talking about? Why, there was a. big thun der storm an hour or more ago. Didn't you hear the thunder?"


14 ONLY A DOLLAR. I "Not a bit. I must have been unconscious all through it." Harker and his companion Bill were not captured b y the Plainville police when they subsequently searched the mill and the woods in that direction "Well, it was a corker. The girls w e re almost frightened to death. It shook the mill from roof to cellar." "I didn't know a thing about it. I noticed, however, that it had been raining." The rascals had taken time by the forelock and made their escape. "Raining! Well, I should say. It simply poured down for about half an hour I thought it never would let up. When it was over those rascals chased us out o;f the mill, and we came on to town notify the .Police about your mysterious disappearance, and to get assistance to search the building through for you." "Where are the girls?" "At the police station." "Well, officer," askEJd Fred, "are you going to the mill after those murderers?" "As there are two of them, and I dare say they'll pu.t up a desperate resistance, I don't think I'd better go alone. We'll return to the station, and you can tell your story to the captain." "But the villains will get away in the meantime," re plied Fred. "We'll have to chance that. Come on. I'll carry the valise." So they started off for the police station. When Fred entered the station, accompanied by Tom and the officer, Eva fairly ran into his arms, she waS' so de lighted to see him lqoking as uS'llal. "Qh, Fred, where did you go? ,Do tell me. "I went on an exploring expedition," he grinned. "Why, what do you mean?" "I took an unexpected drOf! into the cellar." "Then you did fall through that hole in the closet?" "I guess that's a bout the size of it, Eva, thotigh the hole wasn't there when I was yanked into the place." "It wasn't there? And what do you mean by saying that you were yanked into the closet?" she asked in a puzzled way. "Come, young man," said the officer, who had the va.lise on the presiding officer's desk, "step up and tell the captain y,our story." Accordingly, Fred stepped up and, with his friends around him and the policeman standing near by, he related all that happened to. 'him from the moment he left Tom and the girls on the first floor of the mill and went to the second story on 'll. tour of investigation. !I'he captain complimented him on his nerve in stealing out of the ceila.r at the critica.l moment with the valise in his hand, and assured him that his conduct would be favor ably reported to the Leesburg autho rities The four young people then left the police station .to get their belated dinner, after which they took a car for home. 'I1he morning p:tpers had the full story of Fred's adven ture in the old mill at Plainville which resulted in the recovery by him of the stolen property taken by the mur derers o Abel Ashfield. As soon as George .A.shfield heard of the murder of his uncle he came to Leesburg and made arrangements for the funeral. He did this out of respect to his father's brother, and without any idea that he would be any great gainer by it. The discovery of the old miser's will, however, among the recovered property made a whole lot of difference to him. He immediately took charge of the estate as the acknowl edged heir, and almost the first thing he did was to pre sent Fred Towne with $1,000 as an evidence of his appre ciation of what he owErl the boy, for had not Fred recov ered the valise the will, as well as the property, would have been lost to him, and he would only have been entitled to a half interest in his uncle's. house. Fred put the" money in a Sl.l-vings bank, and when he showed the book to Eva he said : "My luck, you see, started that dollar I won racing with the Pacific Express. It was only a dollar, but it' s netted me so far $1,050." "Do you expect it to put any more in your way?" asked Eva, la,ughing. "Do I? I wouldnit be surprised if it made me a mil lionaire one of these days." CHAPTER IX. FRED IS PROMOTED .A.ND JUDE HEARS SOMETHING HE DOESN''.ll LIKE. Jude Ferguson and Slatts Morton, who was a Gordon press f e eder, were much surprised to see Fred Towne walk into the office on Monday morning same as usual. They had not expected to see him turn up for a week, if he ever did again, for they had tha t thefall he got would knock him out badly N e ither had read the morning paper containing the story of the recovery, through Fred, of the dead miser's prop erty, and they did not learn about the matter until a. pressman spoke about it in Morton's hea ring, and he im mediately beckoned Jude over to his press and told him. Ferguson wouldn't believe it at first, but he found on in vestigation that the story was true. "Instead of injuring Towne," he said to Morton later on, "it looks to me that we put him in the way of doin' a big thing and gettin' his name in the lJapers. It makes me sick to think of the 111ck that fellow has had lately. First he wins that dollar, of which I ought to have had half, and now he has made a sort of h ero of him s elf. Some people get everything in this world," added Jude with a: look o disgust, "while others get nothin'. It's a bum world." "What you goin' to do about it?" asked J'iforton. The valise contained $20,000 in money, $10,000 worth of diamonds, and other precious stones, several mortgage papers, and Abel Ash:fl.eld's will, made out in favor of his brother's son, George Ashfield, and cutting off James Har ker 'vith one dolla'.r. "Oh, I'll reach him yet. The gang will help me out." "Chase vourself, now. The foreman ha s bis e y e on u s." Jur. e away and Morton kept on feeding the press he was at, which hadn't stopped fop a moment during the brief conversation.


ONLY A DOLLAR. 15 Fre d was the talk of the printing office that mQrning. Th e compositors shook hands with him and oongratu btc d him. up,oIJ.o what he had done. "The Plainville police never would have recovered that stolen pwperty," said of the compositors when Fred went into. his alley :for a line o:f type to complete a job he was helping another printer. on. "Those chaps would have got away with. it, just as they've got away themselves." "That may be," admitted Fred; ''but after all it was just pure tuck that put me in the way of the valise. If I hadn t :fallen down that shaft, I never would have known it was there." "Th::tt's all right; but look at the nerve you showed in walking off with it right under the noses of the rascals. That'S' what counts. You ougiht to get a good rewarP. :for saving $30,000 worth o f money and valuables." "I wo;uMn't refuse it if it came my way," grinned the boy. "I shofild say not." Fred'. having set the line he. was after, left the alley. That morning Gregg called Fred to his desk and Rur-priseCJ. him by saying tha.t he was going to get another errand boy, and that hereafter he meant to keep him at the case. "After this week your wages will be six; dollars," added the foreman. "Thank you, sir," replied Fred, delighted at his ad vancement. The reason of his promotion was because Gregg was sat isfied that Towne coold do as wellas a certain $12 hand he had, and as Mr. Koop was aJ.ways at him about running the office as e.cmu mically l:lS possibie, he had decided to discharge th!! man and save $6 on the weekly payroll. He would: have liked to have got rid of his brother-in law, too, for in his Jude didn't earn his wages, but he dicTn't care ta raise a ruction in his domestic circle by letting him go. As soon as the comp6sitorn heard about Fred's raise they renewed their congratulatioos and expressed their sa.tisfaction. Before. th:e week was out he received the $1_.000 from George Ashfieldalluded to in the previous chapter, but he didn't mention thi"s piece <>f good luck to any one but 'l'om Benedict, under promise of secrecy, and the Valentines. Fred and Eva dra.wn more than ever together by the adventuN at the mill. The girl had given such strong of her regard for him that the boy was morn attentive to her than ever, much to the satisfaction of Mrs. Valentine, who, no w that Freel wasworth $1,000, had been promoted in his business, and was untleniably smart and a nice boy, began to figure on her young hoarder as an excellent propositioo for her daughter. in the future. When Jude discovered that Fred had been raised both in position and wages he was wild with rage. He made a kick to Gregg but got no s atisfaction. "I don t know what you see in that Towne," he growled to his brother-fn-lu.w at the supper table that night. "You've mncle him as good as me, and I've been a year longer in the business than he. You tp give me a couple of more dollars." "I would if you were worth it, but you ain't," replied Gregg fra nkly. "I don't see why I ain't worth more'n Towne," answered Jude discontentedly. "There are a lot of things you don't see," replied the foreman, "You give me more trouble in a week than Towne does in a year." "Is that so?" sneered Jude. "I thougili.t you didn't like him." "I don't like him much, but I'm not running the office on. my likes or dislikes. It's up to me to make the best showing I can, and To.wne is a mighty smart yourig pri_nter. I wish you were half as satisfactory, if you want to know my opinion. It is only the fact that you're my brother in-law tha.t enables you to hold your job. And that won't avail you if Koop ever" gets on to .you, let me tell you that. He's got sharp eyes, the old man has, and I've seen him watching you more than ooce lately. He spoke to me about your time slips this morning, s<> you'd better look out. He'll be sure to compare your work with Towne's now that he's steady Oll the case, and if he takes a. n<>tion that you'll haYe to go, J won't be able to keep you:" Jude was rather startled by this plain statement of facts. "Well, you kin fix my time slips, can't you?" he asked, rather humbly. "The only thing I can do isto give you the easy jobs, but even then if you don't'.hustle more than you've been doing :you' ll get into trouble. You waste too much time around the office. When you get a job to set you're always hunting for the type. Can1t yo.u. remember where the cases are?'' "You ought to give me straight matter to set. I kin do better on that." ''I guess I'll have to keep yo.u on straight matter alto gether after this. I'Ye been trying to make a printer out of you. I've given you every chance to get ahead. It doesn't seem to do any goO"d. Now, Towne hasn't had half the show you've had, and li"e's doing first class. He can set most any kinii of a reprint job. When I have sent hftn to help any of the men, he's always given satisfaction. On the other hand, the comps always a kick coming over you. Either you delay the job by your slowness, or you luwe to set a line over two or three times before it will an::1wer. Now I'll give you :fair warning, that unless you do better right away, Towne is going to show you up by his work. Then .Koop will want to ]mow why I'm keeping you. You had: better understand right now that I'm not going to i lrnrt my chances on your account. You'll never hnve a better opportunity to get. ahead than you're having now under me, and if you ain't a fool altogether you'll sit up and take notice." With those words Gregg finished his and left the table. Tbis wasn1t the first nor the second time that he had pulled Jude over the cools for one thing or another at the office, bnt it was the first time he had intimated that Fer guson's hol(\ on his job was so ,insecure. Jude was disgusted at his brother-in-law's attitude toward him, and set up a kick with his sister, who had always :>tood his friend. Mrs. Gr egg, howe, er, was beginning to wake up to the


16 ONLY A DOLLAR. fa.ct that her brother wasn't the ill-used person he had so long represented himself to be. She had been accustomed to take issue with her husband over Jude and stand up for 1 him, or no reason; but at their last run-in on the tiresome subject, Mr. Gregg had got mad and said such plain truths about Jude that Mrs. Gregg weakened. "Well, why don't you attend to business?" replied his' sister sharply. "Jim says you aren't wodh your salt in the office." 1 "He said that, did he?" snarled Juae. "He did. Now, after what he just said to you at the table, it looks to me as if you don'.t seem to whether you get ahead or not. I can't be fighting with Jim all the time on your account. I've something else to do." She got up and began to clear off the ta.ble. Jude was mad clear through. He counted on his sister, and now it looked as if she, too, was going back on him. Being naturally igno rant of the ins and outs of the print ing business, she was unable to see through her brother's fake excuses, and thus he had been able to work on her sympathy; but it looked now as if he had reaahed the limit of his pull. Jude said something under his breath that hi!3 sister wouldn't havJ been pleased to have heard, and snatching up hil3 hat went out to hunt up some of his gang. CHAPTER X. IN WHIOH JUDE AND HIS FRIEND SLATTS GET IT IN THE "I've got to do sometihin' or first thing I know I'll get bounced myself." '"How will you?" asked Morton in surprise. Thereupon Jude told him what Gregg said at the supper table. Morton was smart enough to see the point. He was aware that his companion was no great shakes of a printer. He also knew tha.t Towne was uncommonly clever at the business, fol' he had heard the men say so a score of times. Under these circumstances Jtide's lack of ability was bound to attract the attention of Mr. Koop, who wa,s al ways snooping around the composing and press rooms when he was m the office. As a matter of fact, the proprietor had observed Fergu son's methods already, ana had called his foreman's atten tion to the fact, but Gregg had covered up Jude's delin quencies in order to save him. Mr. Koop had also noticed Freills activity and constant diligence and had likewise pointed the boy out to Gregg as one deserving of encouragement. Consequently, when t!ie foreman proposed to advance the boy to the case and raise him to $6 the proprietor nodded approvingly. "You'd better put up a better bluff than you 've been doin'," said Morton. "If you don't, I think I see your finish. There's no gettin' away from the fact that Towne can set type all around you." "Yahl" snarled Jude. "I thought you was a friend of mine?" "So I am, but I can't go behind what everybody knows NECK. in the office. Y

ONLY A DOLLAR. 17' the head, foot and sides of pages, and showed him how to gauge their position by a folded sheet of paper on which the form was to be printed. When Fred wasn't working at the case, or an the la.rge stones, h e was sometimes put at locking up small forms for the job presses. One day one of his forms went to Morton who, knowing he had locked it up, triell to get him in trouble by loosen ing the quoins a little so that the rollers pulled the type up and the spaces with it. Thei:i he complained to the foreman of the small presses who, as he expected, told him to take the form back to the stone and have it fixed. Morton knew fuat Gregg never liked to see a form brought back to be fixed up, so he halloed out to Fred: "Say, why don t you lock yoiur forms up right? This one is all loose. Everythin' is workin' up." Gregg heard him and walked over to look at it. Of course, he didv t expect Fred to be perfect yet, but this form looked as if a ja. r would send it into pi. "See here, Towne," he said angrily, "what do you mean by sending a form to press in that shape? Don't you know any better?" Fred came over and examined it. "I didn't send it fuat way. I tried it before I carried it over to the press-room, and it tight as a drum." "Oh, it was," sneered Gregg. "Looks like it, doesn't it?" "Somebody must have monkeyed with it," replied Fred, stoutly. "I try to do all my work right." "Do you mean to say that I monkeyed with it?" de manded Morton. "Are you willing to swear that is the way you, got it irom me?" "Yes, I am." "You saw that it was loose when I handed it to. you?" "No. I didn't notice nothinl wrong till the rollers. pulled the' type out." One of the compositors came up at that moment. "That isn't Towne's fault," he said to the foreman. "I saw Morton loosen up the quoins before he put the chase on the press, and I wondered why he did it." Gregg, who didn't like Morton, demanded to know if he had touched the quoins. Slatt.s, however, seeing he was in a hole, began to lie out of it. The foreman didn't believe him. This was the first form locked up by Fred that there had been any complaint about, and that fact was much in his favm.. "Don't let me catch you at such a trick again, Morton/' said Gregg pointedly. "Fix it up," he added, turning to Fred and then walking away. Fred planed the type down, and took up the quoin key to tighten the patent iron wedges. "I'm on to you, Morton," he said in a low tone. "You tried to g e t me in trouble over this form. You Imbw there was nothing the matter with it when I gave it to you. If you get funny again, I'll make you sorry for it." "Yes, you will," sneered Slatts, with a malevolent look "I s'pose you think you k:raow it all since you've been promoted. Been tryin' to show Ferguson up, too. Well may be your finish will come all right." Fred made no repiy, but tightened the form, tried it, and handed it to Morton, who went back to the puess with it. "What was the trouble with the form?"' asked Tom Benedict, when Fred went into his a:lley, stick in hand, to set a line of type. Fred told him, and then added that he gue!sed it was a put-up job. "I'll bet it was," answered Tom "You want to keep your eyes skinned for both Slatts and Jude. They'll try to do you if they can.'' ""rhey'd better not let me catch them at any funny busi ness," said Fred. "I'd go for their scalps quicker than winking." "That's right. If you need any help, I'll polish one of them off myself." "YO'll needn't hunt for trouble on my account, Tom I can look out for myself." That afternoon Gregg went off at two o'clock to attend a funeral, ana one of the compositors was instructed to give work out and look aiter things. Mr. Koop, knowing that his foreman was away, made it his business to keep his eyB on the composing room. On one of his snooping tours he caught Jude and Sla.tts Morton chinning behind ooe of the frames. He didn't say anything to them, and they were not aware that he had detected them. Next morning he called Gregg into his office, told him what he'd seen, and ordered him to discharge both of the boys that afternoon, which was Saturday Accordingly, when he handed Morton his pay envelope, regg told him that his servi ces were dispensed with. Morton believed he was discharged on account of the trouble about Fred's form, and he privately vowed to get square with the young printer. Five minutes later Jude was informed that he was bounced He put up a big howl to his brother -inlaw, but the latter cut him short. "I told you what you might expect if you didn't do better," said Gregg. "Mr. Koop bas.ordered your discharge and it is impossible for me to keep you." Then Gregg told him how the boss had caught him and Morton loafing behind a frame, and that had settled their fate. Jude walked out of the office, looking very black. He joined Slatts and they went off together vowing vengeance against the whole establishment, from the pro prietor down CHAPTER XI. THE YOUNG INCENDIARIES. On Saturday nights Fred and T 'om were accustomed to go to a gymna sium and practice athletic exercises for the benefit of their health anc1 to enlarge their muscles. After Fred had eaten his supper he went to house to meet him as usual. Tom was waiting for him, and they started for the gym nasium in good spirits. "Well," said Tom as they walked along, mighty /


18 ONLY A DOLLAR. glad that Jude and Sla.tts have been fired from t11e office. "If they broke into our place, they wouldn't get much If, anybody ever deserved to be bounced it was Jude, but I They couldn't steal the presses, and I dtin't think they' cl never thor!'ght he'd get it as long as his brother-in-law was bother with the type." foreman of the office." "They might break into Koo.p's safe ancl get away with \ "Gregg didn't bounce him of his own accord," replied any money he had locked up there." Fred. "It was the boss's orders." "If they're thieves they're more likely to force their "ls that so." way into one of the other buildings than into ours. You "Yes. Mr. Koop caught him and Morton yesterClay afdon't often hear of burglars looting a printing office." ternoon chinning behind Benson's frame. I saw the old "I don't ever remember hearing of such a case. Sup man standing behind the looking at some.: pose we steal into the alley and see if we can find out what thing very attentively. I wondered what it was that interthose chaps are up to. If we think they ain't honest we ested him and watohed him out of the corner of my eye. can look up a policeman and put him onto them.'' After a time he walked away, and by and by I saw !rude "All right. I'm with you." and Morton come out from behind the frame. Then I So they entered the alley on tip toes. guessed that Mr. Koop had been watching them, and I It was as dark as the fabled caves o f Erebus and they was satisfied they'd hear from him on the "subject, thou gh had to grope their way along, using great caution not to I didn't think they'd be disciharged for it." stumble -over objects that lay about. "Well, I'm not surprised that Jude got it in the neck The alley ended in a small yard at the back of the print-at la s t for sojering. He could put in more time doing ing office ../ nothing than any other chap I ever met." .... There was not a sign of the intrud ers anywhere. "That's right. I've often wondered how he managed to "Where could they have go ne to?" asked Tom. square himself on his time slips. I guess Gregg must have "They must have made their way into one of the buildhelped him out." ings." "He certainly did, or else Jude covered it up with that '"Then we'd better try to find an officer pretty quick." old bluff "distribution," which he could easily work in; "Wait a moment. Let us see if we can find out which seeing he was distributing about half his time." building they've broken into," said Fred. "I could distribute as much in h alf a. day as he put It didn't take them long to disco;ver that one of the aw.ay in a week," ilaid with a lau gh "T11e men albasement windows under the printing office was open. ways swore that he kept the job cases in rotten shape. It "They've gone in here," whispered Fred. didn't seem to worry him muah if he dropped half a dozen "That's w hat they have. They're burglars as sure as different lett ers in the same box so l ong .as he got the line you live. It's up to us to hunt a cop." of type in the case. I suppose yon remember the time he "Well, you go and find one. I'll remain here and distributed a couple of handfuls of old style agate threQ., watch." nick into a Roman nonpareil two-nick case. I had to pick "You've got plenty of nerve fo do that. They !llight it all out before the case could be used, and it was the catch you when they come out." dick ens of a. job." "I don't believe they will. If you're going, get a move 'I remember it, for I wanted to use the case myself at on." the time and couldn't Jude, wouldn't have lasted a week Tom at once moved o .ff do.wn the alley toward the street in ,any other printing o ffice. I wonder what he'll do now? was soon swallowed up in the darlmess. Slatts can get a job feeding at an.y 1of the other offices, if There was a small barrel beside the open basement win there's a vacancy for a job press feeder, and he can hold dow, and Fred cwuchecl clown behind that. his job dovin if he wants to; but Jude, even if he getS a He hadn't been there but a moment or two before he job, will find it a hard matter to make good." saw a couple o.f heads appea r at opening. 'rhey had r eached the gymnasium by this time, so the "There's p.o one here, Slatts," said the voice o.f Jude subject under discussion was dropped. Fergus o n. "I told yo.u that you were'." The boys usually remained there until it was time for the "I c'uld have sworn I heard steps in this yard," replace to cloS\ up, and this occasion was no exception to plied Morton. the rule. "Well, you kin see for yourself that there's no ooe here, It was half-past ten when they Mt, and they decided to can't you?" take a short cut home "T' here don't seem to be. Let's get back and finish Thi s carried them up past the rear pf Koop's printing the job." office. The heads disappeared, leaving Fred greatly astonished That part of the town was dark and deserted at night. at their presence there at that time of the night. The gas lamps were few and f:u between, and their light "They're up to some piece of wickedness, I'll bet a hat," uid uot penetrate far. breathed Fred. "I'm going to find out what it is. They Suddenly Tom pointed a sihort distance ahead. haven't any right to be here, so late ait night especially. "I saw two shadows run into the alley at the back of I wouldn't be surprised but they're up to some mischief our office," he said. in, the printing office. Maybe they mean to pi a lot of our "I saw them, too. Looks kind of suspicious, doesn't it?" type in revenge for having been dis charged. It is like them said Fred. to do just such a mean trick. Let them try it and they ll "Yes. J don't see what any one should be doing in see what the inside of a cell in the jail looks like." the:e at time 0 the night. They might be thieves." With these thoughts in his m.ind, Fred crept in thro.ugh


OXLY A DOLLAR. 19 the window and .made his way cautiously fornrtrd in the gloom. His intention was to ascena_to the printing office, where he expected to find Jude and Morton inside up to some mischief. He meant to give them both the sm'prise of their lives, and something in the way of a pounding that they were likely to remember for several days, after which, if they had done any damage, he intended to put the police after them Suddenly he heard sounds over in a corner of the cella.r under the stairs leading to the :first floo r "That must be them over there," breathed Fred. "What are they up to down here?" He slipped softly over and heard the two boys talking i n low tones. They were evidently doing something, for he saw the dim glow of a candle which reflected their forms on the dirty wall, and heard the rustling of paper and the occa sional splitting sound of wood being torn apart "This is where we get hunk on old Koop," chuckled Ferguson "Bet yoor life he' ll pay well for bouncin' us," replied Morton "We won't be tlie onl y o nes that'll lose our jobs," said J ude. "That's right. T!he whole push will be huntin' other sits Monday "Fred Towne among them Gee! He>w I hate that fe ller! "He and Tom B enedict will be 0'11 their uppers in a week or two, for there ain't jobs enough 'in town to half go 'round." "I'd like to see them be>th starve," was Jude's charitable reply. "So woul d I But no such luck. Now, everythin's ready W h o's goin' to touch her off?" "You do it. You're nearest the candle." "Not much We'll both do i t together, then one can't give the other away." "Ho Hain't we sworn to secrecy?" snorted Ferguson. "Sure we; but I believe in bein' on the safe side always. Comenearer and grab on to the candle. What are you holdin' back for? Are you :fiunkin' already?" "I should say not." "Then don't be so slow. It's after eleven and we want get home right away, so we won't be suspected of h avin' rlawne. He'll give u s away." The speaker sprang on Fred and began to p u nch him. Ferguson followed his example a moment l ater Fred found himself obliged to turn his atten tion to de fending himself. He had partially extinguished and scattere d t h e burn ing pile of wood and paper. The moment his attention was diverted fro m it, i t took hold afresh and blazed up, soon throwing a b r i ght light around the :fighting boys. Fred had his hands full with the two of them They were desperately in earnest in their endeavo r to get the best of him, for they knew they were i n hi s p ower, and this crime was a serious one Swat! Fred's :fist took Jude in the eye and he stagge red ba.c k with a howl. Bifl'! He landed on Morton's jaw with a force t h a t rattl e d Slatts's teeth. Both, however, came at him again, and in trying .to side step a blow from Ferguson's :fist, Fred tripped ()Ver the cellar steps and went down on them Jude and Morton jumped on him a.t once, and, ho.Jd in g him clown, tried to pound. his face Morton was in the only a .vaila.ble posit ion to do any effective work, and Fred quickly grabbed him by the w ri s ts and checkmated him. "Get a stick and hit him on the head," cr ied S l a t ts to Ferguson. Jude reached for a piece of wood a n d w hacked Towne along8ide the ear with it. "(\nee more," said Morton "Do yon mPan to murder me?" cried Fred, who could not avoid Jude's onslaught. "IVill you swear not to give us away i f w e let up on JOU r" Teplied SJatts "No, I won't," answered Fred, sudden l y u psett ing M orton and rolling over on lop of him "Hit him, Jude," cried Slatts "He's g ot m e d own. Break his head." Ferguson brought the stick down on Towne's h ead. He tried to escape the blow, but did not wholl y succee d It stunned him completely for the time being, and the young rascals, believing they had knocked him o u t, k icked t he blazing wood and paper closer together n n d then, gr ab


20 ONLY A DOLLAR. bing their victim, dragged him across the cellar and out into the yard, where they left him and ran away in the darkness. They were hardly out of sight before Fred recovered. He staggered on his feet and his first thoughts was for the fire. He made hii; way into the cellar again, though his head was blee(ling from a deep gash inflicted by Jude's blow, and, going over 1.o the stairs where the blaze was beginning to asrnme dangerous' proportions, he stru.-ted in to extinguish it It was not an easy proposition he had on his hands. The smoke half choked him, and he reeled around like a drunken boy. 'l'he fire was getting the best of him in spile of his efforts, when fortunately Tom appeared with au officer Not seeing Freel, they looked in at the cellar window and saw the reflection of the growing blaze "My gracious!" exclaimed T om. "The place is on fire." They lost no time making their entrance and rushed over to where Fred, smokerbegrimed and bleeding, was fighting the fire: "Why, Fred!" cried Tom. "Help me put it out," gasped Towne, looking ready to drop Tom a;nd the policeman, recognizing the seriousness of the situation, jumped in at once, and after a desperate struggle that lasted fifteen mimi.tes they snccecued in turning the scale and putting out the fire. As soon as the last of the lighted wood was reduceu to a smoking mass, F1.-ed fell against the stairs in a faint. Tom and the policeman bore him into the yard, and Benedict endeavored torevive. him while the officer returned to the cellar to make certain that the fire was wholly out. Tom dashed some rain water into Fred's face and that brought him toi his senses "Gee! You look like a wreck, Fred. You've got a cut over your ear and another on the top of your head. How did you get them?" ''Ferguson hit me twice with a piece of wood." "Ferguson!" exclaimed Tom in astonishment. "Where did you meet him?" "In the cellar." "You don't mean it." "I do. The fellows we took or burglars were Jude and Morton. They started that blaze to burn out the printing office in revenge for their discharge." "Go on F' cried Tom, almost incredulously. "It' a fact They hea .rd us out here, and after you wen! oil' they came to the window to look out. I was hiding behind that barrel and they didn't notice me. When they went back I follo11ed them, discovered what they were up to, and jnmpecl in just as they started the blaze. They attacked me like a pair of savages, but I think I sholild got the better of them only I fell over the stairs. Tha't put me at a disadvantage, and Jude hit me twice with a stick while Morton held me down Then they dragged me out here, left me and scooted." When lhe policema n joined them, Freel told his story to him. "This is a mighly s<.'ritrns mntl<.'r for those young scamps," he said. "You m11st come with me to the station and tell your story to the officer in charge. He'll send a couple o.f men out to arrest them." So Fred and 'I'om wC'Ilt with the policeman to the police stati011, about eight blocks away. Fred repeated his story, which was supplemented by the evidence of Benedict and the officer. A statement of the case was entered on the blotter, from which it was subsequently copied and enlarged upon by the rep01ters of the morning dames, o:f which Leesburg boasted of three, and duly appeared under appropriate sca.reheads on the following morning. Fred and Tom volunteered to pilot the two policemen detailed to arrest. Jude a.nd Morton to the homes of the boys Before starting off, Fred had his head bandaged up at a neighboring drugstore. On reaching Gregg's house, one of the officers pounded loudly on the front door. The family had long since retired, but the racket aroused the foreman of Koop's printery, and he opened an upper window and stuck his head out. "What's the matter?" he asked in no pleasant tone, rather astonished to see a party of four below. "Is Jude Ferguson in the house?" asked the officer. "I don't know. What do you want with him?" "I want to see "You're a policeman, aren't you?" asked Gregg, beginning to suspect that his wife's brother had got himself into a scrape. "I am." Jude been getting himself into trouble?" asked the foreman "Did you come here to arrest him?" "I did. Now, don't keep us wa.iting, but come down anc1 let us in." Gregg shut down the window, and in a iew minutes he opened the front door. "Jude is not home," he said. "I just looked in his room. You may go up if you insist on doing so." "You are certain he's not in the house?" said the policeman. "I am certain he's not in his room or my room. You can look the rest of the house over and convince yourself. He went out after supper and we haven't seen him since." The two officers looked the house over, Gregg's own sleep ing apartment excepted, while Fred and Tom remaine( in the background Jude was not found. The party then left, but one of the policemen took up his post in the shadow of a building on the opposite side of the way to watch for the young rascal's return. The rest went on to :i\Iorton's home. Morton's father, a section-hand on the railroad, came to door and said his son had not come home yet. Recognizing the policeman, he, too, wanted to know if his boy had got into trouble. "Well, I never thought those chaps were so bad They'll b e sent to a reformatory for this night's work. He received no direct satisfaction o.ther than that Slatts was wanted at the station-house. The second policeman also took up a position to watch


ONLY .A DOLL.AR. 21 the Morton house, while Fred and Tom, having done all that was expected of them, left him and started for their homes. "Jude and Slatts are up against it for said Tom. "They deserve all that's coming to them. If it hadn't been that we fortunately detected them entering the alley, Mr. Koop's printing office would have been burned down before this, and we and the other compositors, not to speak of the employees of the pressroom, would have been out of work." "Yes, I guess we would," replied Tom. "I wonder i. they realized that they were committing a very serious crime?" "I should judge that they didn't care what they did so long as they got square with Mr. Koop." "It is evident they clrew a line at murder, at any rate, or they wouldn't have dragged you out of the cell ar. It's my opinion that the officers won't catch them to-night. Ten chances to one they've left town, knowing that they'd be arrested as soon M you recorvered your se nses and in formed on them." Fred agreed with him, and soon afterward they parte d company at Toilfl.'S door. CHAPTER XIII. 'A STARTLING ENCOUNTER. "Yes, I believe they renci e red valuable aicl, you were on hand all the time, an(I. tried to extinguislf the fire at the start, which no d o ubt you would have done had you not been attacked by i.ue rascals. At any rate, your head gives evidence tl1at you had a strenuous time of it before your companion and the policeman arrived on the scene. Under these circumstances I am of the opinion that I am more indebted to you than to the others. Now, I want you to tell me the whole story. I have only had the newspaper account, and the reporters usually exaggerate tlrn facts." Fred immediately told all that had taken place from the moment he and Tom left the gymnasium for home lmti l they parted from the second policeman on watch for Mor ton. Mr. Koop punctuated the story at intervals with approv ing nods, and when Fred had :finished he once more ex pressed his thanks to the young printer. "I have observed your attention to business and genera l faithfulness to my interests. since you came to work for me," he said, which ww an unusual acknowledgment on Mr. Koop's part, "and it has been my intention to advance you as fast as you deserved it. Now that you have rendeTed me such a specia l service, young man, I consider it my duty to preeent you with $100, and to raiE>e your wages." "Thank you, sir," replied the delighted boy. "You are getting $6, I believe." "Yes, sir." Tom Benedict was right when he said that Ferguson and "Very well. Hereafter your pay sha ll be $9 until f.ur-:)M:orton were not likely to be arrested that night, and that ther notice. I will give you the $100 to-morrow." they had fled the town. Thus speak ing, Mr. Koop rose, put on his hat, and took Next morning, when their respective families read the his leave. paper, they knew why the boys were wanted by the police. Ti ckled to death, Fred n1shed into the dining-room to Jude's sister nearly had1 hysterics over the disgrace that tell the Valentines of his good fortune. had fallen on her brother, to whose many failings she had ''You see it all started With that si lv er dollar, he for so long shut her eyes. Raid. "I'm going to keep it as long as I live Gregg, in consideration of his wife's f ee lings had little "You ought to have it framed," she answered with a to say on the matter, but he thought a good deal, neverlaugh. theless. "Perha. ps I will one of these days. It deserves a go ld He had suspec_ted for some t i me that Jude was a bad frame, for so far it's brought me in $1,150 inside of a boy, and now he was sure of the fact. coup l e of months, not speaking of promotion at the office Mr. Koop's first intimation that his property had been and two increases of wages." in danger was received from the morning paper. "Do you r ea lly b e li eve that dollaJ. i s responsible for all After reading the story ca. refully, he went to the station that?" house for further particulars, but could get no more light "Sure I do." there on the subject, so he called around to see Fred Towne. Eva smiled incredulously. Fred had already told a very exciting story of his night's In her eyes it was only an ordinary dollar, and she did adventure to the Valentines. not credit it with any lucky features Eva had been much alru:med when she saw his head banShe believed Fred would have been just as luclry had he dagec1 up after he came down stairs to breakfast not got it. He assured her that the gash would soon heal, and that Next morning Fre:d was the lion of the composing-room it would amount to nothing. There was a bunch of Mr. Koop's employees around the Wh e n Mr. Koop called, about ten o'cloek, he was invited door a few minutes before half-past seven, and when Fred into the little parlor and Fred was notified of his presence. appeared he was surrounded a.t once. "Well, young man," said Mr. Koop, when Fred a_p-The men wanted to hear his story froi:n his own lips, peared, "it seems that you saved my printing office l ast for they had all read about the matter in the papers, but nigiht. I run under great obligations to you, and shal l see Towne excused himself on the ground that,,the shop would that you are suitably rewarded open up in five minutes, and he couldn' t possibly nanate "Tom Benedict and the police officer deserve as the circumstances in that short time. credit in the matter as I," replied Fred, who was not so Ferguson and Morton were general l y denounced, and selfish as to wish to take than his share of commenda everybody was sure their finish was in sight .tion in the affair Fred was called intQ Mr. Koop's office in the course of


ONLY A DOLLAR. the morning and the proprietor handed him five $20 bills in fulfillment of his promise. Mr. Koop also raised Tom from $10 to $12 a week. Work was a little slack, anyway, in the composing room. Gregg looked to be in a bad humor all the morning, and the men were careful not to attract any unfavorable notice from him. Two weeks later the Sunday-school Freel, Tom, Eva and Edith Clark attended gave its annual picnic, and the four wanted to attend it badly. Eva, who worl}:ed in a millinery store, found that she would be able to get off for the day, but the other three were not so confident. However, they to wait on Mr. Gregg two days before the event, which was slated for Saturday, and ask his permission to go off that day. Accordingly, on Thursday afternoon, just before closing time, Fred, Tom and Edith lined up before the foreman's desk and made their request. Gregg grinned when he heard what they wanted. He happened to be in good humor, as everything had gone off to his lilting that day; and as there was not an overabundance of work in the office he saw a saving of nearly $5 on the weekly payroll, so he told them they could go, and they could get their money Friday night. This was very satisfactory to the young people, SQ they made their arrangements to attend tJ:ye picnic. It was to be held on a wooded 1island down the river, about ten miles from Leesburg, an d a steamer had been engaged to take the Sunday-school scholars and their friends to the island and back. Fred, with Eva looking her and Tom, escort ing Edith, who was got up regardless, arrive\:l at the wharf in time to pick out the four best seats in the bow of the steamer, and in due time the boat, well crowded, left her dock and headed do.wn the stream. "Isn't this just too delightful for anything?" exclaimed Edith, as the musicians began to tune up their instru ments near by. "It's all to good," replied Fred. "We've escaped a warm day's work in the office, and will have nothing to do but enjoy ourselves as much as we can." "It's a cold day when I can't enjoy myseJf on an affair of this kind," chipped in Tom, with a cheerful grin. "There's going to be dancing," said E .va. "And I do love to dance." "With Fred," said Tom slyly. "Oh, with anybody that's nice," replied Eva, with a deep blush. "Well, how do I suit?" chuckled Tom. "You will have to get Edith's permission. first." "Oh, come off! I'm not tied to her apron strings." "Airen't you?" tittered Eva. "I thought you were her exclusive property." "You did, eh? How about Fred and yourself? You nearly had a fit the day we went to Plainville and he fell through that hole in the closet." Eva blushed to her hair, and Fred hastened to her rescue. "Don't mind him, Eva," he said. "Tom is only kid ding you." The musicians now started up a popular air ana about half the girls in their immediate vicinity began to hum the tune or sing the words. When the msic stopped the girls an.CL.boys resumed their chattering like a lot of magpies. And thus the time was passed. until the island was reached and all debarked and hurried to the grove. There was a covered dancing platform in the center of the grove, and as soon as the musicians had established themselves in a small gallery at one end dancing was in order. Fred, Tom and the girls stayed here till intermission for lunch, and after they had eaten the good things they brought with them they started for a stroll up the island, which was a long and na.rrow one. It was almost entirely covered by trees, which grew very thick in some spots. There ore it was not hard for two couples, like the boys and their charmers, to get separated when one pair lagged behind the other. Fred and Eva did not notice for some time that Tom and Edith had dropped out of sight. When...they did discover that they were alons tpey were some distance from the grove where most of the picnickers were, and nearly at the extremity of the island. "Hello," said Fred at last, "we've lost Tom and Edith. We'd better sit down and wait for them to come up." So they perched themselves on a big rock and resumed their conversation. Suddenly a face was thrust out of the bushes behind them. It was a haggard-looking countenance, with two or three wee ks' growth of beard. A second hard-looking face followed, and the two men looked at the young people. They stepped softly out of the bushes and advanced upon the couple. Suddenly Fred and Eva were both seized by the men, who pressed a hand across their mouths, to prevent any outcry on their part. Fred instantly recognized their assailants as Jim Harker and his friend Bill, the murderers of Abel Ashfield. But that wasn't the only surprise the young people were treated to just then. Two boys pushed their way out of the bushes and came forward. Fred and Eva easily identified them as Jude Ferguson and Slatts Morton. It was a disquieting situation for Fred, and a terrifying one for Eva. What were these :men, aided l>y Fred's personal enemies, going to do with them? CHAPTER XIV. THE TABLES TURNED. Fred, when he was first seized, had started to put up a struggle, but he soon discovered that Jim Harker had muscles of steel, and that he was practically powerless in his grip. As for Eva, she could do nothing in the grasp of the man Bill.


I ONLY A DOLLAR. Addressing Jude and Morton, Harker ordered them to There was nothing else in the locker that was of any use each get hold of one of Fred's legs and help carry him off. to them. With grins of satisfaction they obeyed, and then Harker "Well, let's look in the other. A knife would be better started with his prisoner for the bushes. than nothing for you to help me out with," he said. "NoBill followed with Eva., and in this order the procession body likes to run against one." moved off. Freel opened the opposite locker and there, to his surA short distance behind the fringe of bushes was a littl e prise, was another revolver, fully loaded like the other. creek, and in this creek lay a large cat-boat, her mast He had it out in a moment. hidden among the trees. "Have you the nel'Ve to use this, Efa?" The prisoners were carried on boaTd the boat and into She looked at it doubtfully. the cabin, where they were released, and the sliding door "Wouldn't you dare shoot if you thought my lif e was shut upon them after their captors had withdrawn. in danger?" There was a l ocker that looked like a l ounge on either That appeal nerved her at once. side of the cabin, and on one of these Freel hacl been placed, "Yes," she said resolutely. "I'd shoot every one of th2::1 while Eva was left on the other. sooner than let them harm you." As soon as t:heir enemies went into the cockpit outside "Spoken like a brave little girl. Here, take it. It may and shut the sliding door, Eva ran over to Freel and, throwbe necessary to shoot, for a person can put up a might y ing one arm around his neck, looked into his face. good bluff with a cocked revolver that looks ready for busi "Do you think they will keep us on boa. rd this boat some ness. \Ve'll only shoot as a last resort I think when we time?" she asked anxiously. point them at our captors they'll be glad to leave us alone." "I guess that's their intention. In fact, judging from While they were planning to surprise their enemies the the sounds I hear, I am afraid tha.t they propose to carry us cat-boat, under the influence of a gentle breeze, was sailing away from the island right away." down the river toward Plain."\rille. "If they do that Fred," said Eva nervously, "we'll not Jim Harlfer, who was the leading spirit on board, seemed be able to get home. How could we get off tih.e island to he in no hurry to enlighten his prisoners as to their if the steamer went off without us?" nltimate fate. "If that was all I expected to ha .ve to worry about in Jude and Mo:i;ton were conversing together, and they connection with tl1is matter, I wouldn't feel a bit broke up, seeme d to be greatly tickled at having Fred Towne in their for I'd find a way to get ofl' this island rund take you with power. me." "This is where we'll take some of-the starch out of him/' "How could you if they left us here?" said Ferguson. !'I can't explain now but I'd manage it somehow. We're "Bet you.r life we will," arniwered Morton. "We owe him in the river now. Do you hear them raising the sail?" a whole lot." "Yes, yes." "Jim Harker owes him a wh,ole lot, too, and he's goin' "'Well, we're leaving the island, all right. What their to make him sweat." next move will he is a matter 0 considerable interest to "We can look on and enjoy the fun. What do you s'pose m e I wonder if we could find something in this cabin he's goin' to do to him?" that would help us stand those rascalR off? If we had a "I dunno; but I heard him say he's goin' to get square couple 0 stout pieces of wood that would answer for cudgels with him for eucherin' him arrd Bill out of the swag they I think we col1 ld prevent those from entering the got from the old miser's cabin. The door is too narrow for them to make a com "vVbat a chump he was to turn all that over to the po bined rush. They can only get in one at a time. N Ol\V, a lice! If you and me h ad found it, I'll bet we'd never have good club apiece, or even one club in my hands would give given up a cent. There was $20,000 in money Why, that them a whole lot of trouble. Look in that locker on the would have carried us to New York, and given us no end other side and see what's in it. I'll examine this one. 0 a swell time. Then we could have pawned the other Perhaps luck will stand by us." stuff, which the papers said was worth $10,000." don't know what you mean by a locker, Fred," "Sure Fe could, if we'd been in Towne's shoes. I hain't Eva heard that he ever got a for givin' the valise up. I'll "Why, the space under these lounges. See, there's a flap bet the police made somethin' out of it." that lets down." "You can bet they did. The police ain't such wise guys Fred suited the action to the word by opening the locker after all. Jim Harker and Bill. Tweed has been hid on on which they had been sitting. that island ever since they escaped from the mill, and tl1P. A thrill of satisfaction run tl1rough the ho:v's nerves for cops hain't troubled them even a little bit." the very first thing he saw was a revolver lying on top of "Nor they haven't got onto us, either," interjected Fer a box. guson gleefully "As soon as Harker thinks it safe we'll He grabbed it up in a twinkling. all light out for Chicago I guess we kin have a good time "This is fine," he exclaimed. "I couldn't haYe asked there, for Jim proposed te Show us tl1e ropes." for anything better. Now I'll be able to stand them off "I guess we can. Well, it's too bad that we didn't finish in great shape, for every chamber is loaded with a halfup Koop's office when we ha d t:he chance It would have ounce ball." made a fine bon-fire, and no one would have suspected us. Eva was also greatly pleased tha.t they had something I don't see how Towne happened to get on to us. It wa& to defend themselves with. rotten luck."


ONLY A DOLLAR. The boat was now nearing the creek that ran up to the old mill. They soon steered into it, and the wind failing them, Harker worked up alongside the bank and sent the two boys ashore wth a line to to w the cat-boat up to the mill. It happened that Fred was watching all that was going on outside through a slit in the door slide. The present moment looked propitious for him to make a sudden move. Jude and Morton were on the bank and couldn't very well interfere in favor of their rascally a sociates, Fred went to Eva and told her what he was going to do and wha.t hl expected of 'her . "I hate to ask this of you, Eva, but I'm afraid if we don't do something effective right away these scoundrels may get the better of me, and if once they get me into the cellar of the mill they'll half kill me, even if t hey don't finish me entirely I think ,you care.for me, little girl, just as I oare for you, and I am sure it would hurt you to have anything happen to me." "Oh, Fred, Fred," she cried, throwing her arms around his neck a.Ila bursting into tears, "it would break my heart if you were injured by these men I love you with all my heart, and I'll willing die to save you." She clung eonvulsively to him, and sobbed as if her heart !"ould break. "And I lo-v.e you very de[\J'ly, too, and will pro.tect you with my life. Now, brace up an'd let us take the bull by the horns With such men as they are are we can't take any chances T feel sure that we'll be justified in shooting them in order to save ourselves Eva dried her tears and promised to be brave. Then Fred moved over to the slide, which was not fast ened, followed by the girl. He threw it open suddenly and stepped out into the cock pit before 1 the rascals suspected anything was going to happen. With a fierce imprecation, both men started to their feet a.ud advanced toward Fred. "Stop where you are and throw up your hands!" cried Fred, taking the revolver from under his jacket and co ver ing Hasker, while Eva, standing in the opening of the cabin entrance, aimed her gun at Bill. To say that the rascals were thunderstruck and discon certed would but faintly describe their consternation at that thrilling moment. CHAPT'ER XV. \ FRED GETS TUE UPPER HAND OF HIS ENEMIES. Jim Harker looked into the muzzle of the revolver and then at the resolute boy, who showed plainly that he meant business "Throw up your hands, both of you," repeated Fred "If you think I don't mean to shoot, just take another step I'm going to take no chances with you at all, so if you value your lives do as I tell you." Reluctantly the men raised their arms they couldn't help themselves "Come out, Eva;'' said Fred, "and get o n the roof of the cabin She did so "Now cover the rascals while I get up beside you," he continued. ".And if they make a move, don't hesitate to shoot." Jude and Morton were by this time aware of what wns going on in the boat, and were both surprised anc1 alarmed when they saw the revolvers in the hands of the late pris oners. Somehow or another it didn't occur to them to make a break for cover on their own account. Probably they were too bewilde1ec1 by the unexpected turn in affairs to think. Fred sprang quickly on to the roof o.f the cabin and, facing the scoundrels, ordered them into the cabin. Harker glared at him viciously. If ever there was murder in a man's eyes it was in his at that moment. .And Bill looked as if he would not have hesitated to choke the life out of the boy if he could have got his fingers about his neck. "Come, now, I've got you two dead to rights. Get into the cabin or take the consequences." "You'll live to regret this, young :fellow," said Harker darkly. "I'll give you one minute to start yourselves," returned Fred, in a determined tone "I know what I'm up against, and I'm not to be trifled with I'm just in the mood to shoot you fellows, so take notice." .Jim Harker sullenly came forward and enteTed the cabin. "Now you get in there, too," cried Fred to Bill. The rascal obeyed very grudgingly. "Keep your eye on those boys, Eva," said Fred, "an.d shoot thel'Il: if they try to get away." Fred sprang down into the cockpit and slammed the sliding door shut. "Now, you Jude and Morton, come this way," said Fred, addressing them sharply. They refused to budge "You'll do what I tell you or I'll put a ball into you," roared Tbwne. "You wouldn't dare," snarled Jude. Fred lost patience with them, and, raising the revolver, quickly fired, sending the ball close by their Jude fell and lay cowering on the ground. "Oh, Fred!" cried Eva, "you've shot him .i "No, I haven't. Get up there, Jude, or the next time I'll fetch you in earnest." Ferguson, trembling like an aspen leaf, got on his feet. "Now, come this way at once," ordered Fred ".And hold on to that rope." The boys, thoroughly cowed, no longer refused to do his bidding. "Pull the bow of the boat around so it will head down the creek. Keep your eye on the cabin door, Eva. If those rascals open it, shoot." The boat was soon turned around. "Now, then, start off and haul her down to the river," said Fred. Jude and Mo1rton did not dare object; and they started off, rnpe in hand. At length the boat reached the entrance to the river. "Jump aboard, you: chaps, by way of the bo;w, and hoist the sail," cried Fred to Jude and Morton


ONLY A DOLLAR. 25 They both hesitated to obey this order, for they ba.d J Seeing bim in conversation with Eva, they thought they recovered picir self-possession and were calculating on would be able to take bim off his guard by a sudden rush. making their esca.pc. They made a mistake, however, in the boy they were "I'll give you half a minute to do as I brder you. If dealing with. you hold off, I'll put a bullet througih your leg or arm." He was not off bis gua .rd a single instant, an.d the mo' settled the matter. ment Harker sprang out at him he raised his revolver and Fred could easily wing them at that short distance, and deliberately fired at the ruffian neither Fergus001 nor Morton cared to take any chances. Harker clapped his band to his breast, and with a. cry So they sprang aboard, one after the other, and hoisted staggered and fell in his tracks. the sail. "Now, you go back," said Fred to Bill, "or I'll give you The wind catching the canvas sent the boat out into a dose of the same medicine." the river. The rMcal saw tha.t be was at the boy's mercy, so he As we have already remarked, the breeze was quite light, backed into the cabin and pulled the slide to again ancl the cat-boat wont along on her return course at no great Eva had uttered a startled cry when Harker and bis speed. companion burst out on them, and another when Fred fired "Sit do1vn where you are and keep quiet," said Fred to tbe shot that laid the murderer out Jude.and his companion. Harker was a terrible-looking object as he groaned and "Say, what are you goin' to do with us?" asked Morton twisted about in his agony, and Eva shuddered and turned "I think it's about time you two returned to Leesburg," her head away. replied Freel. "He it on himself," said Fred "I .simply had !'We don't want to go there," objected Morton. "Put to fire. In another moment 1he would have brai n ed me us ashore and we'll never trouble you any more." with that bottle." ''You won't trouble me any more, anyway, if I canhelp "Do you think he will die?" asked the girl . 1myself." "I don't know whether he will or not; and if it wasn't "It ain't a fair cleal to hand us over to tbe police," said that I don't like to have any man's blood on my hands, I Morton. "Give us a show, can't you?" wouldn't Such scoundrels are better in their graves "It's duty to take charge of you chaps and turn you than on earth, where their is a constant menace oYer .to the Leesburg authorities, since the chance has come Jude and Morton had sprung to their feet when the men my wa,y." made their rush, and they were ready to jump in and help "All right. You do it and some day we'll get hunk them as soon as thev could do it without danger. with you," Rnarled Morton. The shooting or" Harker and the retreat of Bill con Shut up," replied Fred. "I've heard enough from vinced them that they had better not'butt in, so they got you." well forward and hung on by the mast. Morton tmned to Jude and the two entered into a low They saw that Fred was not going to stand any nonsense, conversation. and that he had nerve enough to shoot to kill, if ne.cessary. "Just keep your eye on them, Eva. They'll try to work The shot and confusion on board the cat boat attracted some dodge if they can, and I don't mean to give them the attention of several of the picnic party on the island, the opportunity if I can help it. and there was instantly great excitement along shore. "What are you going to c1o, Fred?" asked the girl. Consequently, when Fted ran the cat alongside steam I'm going to keep on up to the wharf where the steamer, there was a crowd of boys on hand to see what was the boat is lying anc1 have the captain of the boat take charge matter. of these chaps." Fred was recognized by several, and they were astonished "I'm glad of that," answered Eva, who was anxious to to see him standing with a revolver in his hand, and a see the last of them. wounded man at his feet. "He'll see to it that they won't get away after I have Towne called a deck-hand over. explained who they are." "Will you tell the captain or the mate to come here. "I hope so," she replied. I've caught the murderers of Abel Ashfield." "I'll tell him to send a couple of the deck hands with The mate hurried off to see the captain, and presently ropes to bind them, then they'll be safe enough. He can that gentleman appeared stow them down in the hold somewhere until we ret11rn Fred went over his story again. to Leesburg anJ notify the police." The captain called. up several of his hands and had the At that moment the sliding door was pushed wide open prisoners removed to the !?teamer, secured and placed in and Jim Harker sprang out, closely followed by Bill. the hold, that is except Harker, who was so dangerously Each held a bottle by the neck, and there was blood in wounded that he was carried to one of the small staterooms their eyes. and a superficial examination made of his wound. ---He was made as comfortable as possible under the cirCHAP'rER XVI. cumstances, and a man sent off to a neighboring village to CONCLUSION. The rascals had been planning this move while Fred was taiking to Morton, and since then they had been watch ing Towne through a slit in the door. get a doctor to attend him. The physician, when he arrived, extracted the ball and bound the wound up. Two hours later the boat reached her wharf at Lees burg


J ONLY A DOLLAR. Tl1e police were s ummoned to take charge of the pris oners. Jim Harket was removed to the station-house in an ex press wagon, and Fred and Eva had to go along with the party in order to give the police an accotmt of the affair. Nearly all of Koop's employeei:;, including Fred and rom, had joined the union, and as Mr. Koop refused to grant their demands they quit work. Th e town had offered a reward of $1,000 for information leadi n g to the arrest and co-nviction of Harker and Bill, ancl thi!'l was subsequent l y paid over to Fred. 1\fr. George Ashfield had also offered a reward of $5,000 for the same purpose, and Fred got that, too, after the rasrals were tried and convic ted. Bill was allowed to turn State's evidence, and he got eff with t wenty years in the State prison, while Jim Harker was eventually executed for his crime. Jude Ferguson and Morton were tried, convicted, ancl sent to a reformato1y for a term of several years. Mr. Koop seemed to 11ave taken quite a :fancy to T owne, and ne was delighted to learn that the young firebugs had been ca:ptured through Fred's plucky efforts. After their conviction he presented the young printer with a gold watch and chain, and assured him that he bacl a steady job in the office as long as he chose to stay there. On Stmday night :following the picnic, '"hen Fred and Eva were returning from church together, the boy said: "Do you remember what you said to me yesterday while we were prisoners in the cabin o f the cat-boat? You threw your arms around my neck said you loved me with all your heart, and that you'd willingly die to save me. Did you mean that?" Eva WlM silent a moment and then she said: "Yes, I did mean it." "And I said, 'And I love you very dearly, too, and will protect you with my life.' Do you remember that also?" "Yes," she answered softly. "You believe I meant it, don't you?" he said. "Yes." "Are we going to always love each other very dearly?" he asked. "I hope so." "And maf I ask your mother i:f I can have you for my wife same day?" "Yes, if you really and tmly want me." "Of course I really and tmly want you. Aren't you certain of that?" "Yes, Fred." .J One night that week Fred put the momentous question before Mrs. V ale.n.tine. As Eva wore a diamond ring a :few days afterward on her engagement finger it is to be presumed that Fred re ceived a favorable reply from "Mama." Fred continued to attend: strictly to advancing himself in his business, and by the first of the following year he had improved so much that Mr. Koop advanced him to $12 per weell:, which was as much as he paid a couple of his men jobbers. The average pay his regular hands received was $15, only one man getting $16. In the course of time one of ilhe organizers of the Inter national Typographical Union came to Leesburg and suc ceeded in establishing a union. It led to a general strike in town for higher wages and shorter hours. The strike continued or several weeks, and then the offices gave in one after tl1e otl1er imtil only Mr. Koop's remained non-union. He. swore he'd never give in andhe meant it. Finally, one morning the papers announced the sudden death of Mr. Koop, from heart failm:e. The widow tried to run the office, but did not find it a profltable job. Fred heard that it was to be sold at public auction. He immediately called on Mrs. Koop and made her an offer for the office, agreeing to pay $5,000 down and the balance in certain equal payments covering several years. Hi$ offer was accepted. As soon as Fred got possession he notified his union that hereafter "Koop's Printing Office," the name of which he proposed to retain, would be a sh'ictly union shop, and there was great rejoicing among the craft at the next meeting. Fred put Tom in as foreman of his composing-room, hired as many of the old hands as would return as soon as trade warranted it, and started out to build up the business to its former proportions. And he did build it up until every press in the house was running full time, and every job that he turned out bore the union label. To-clay "Koop's Printing Ho11se" is the largest, not only in Leesburg, but in that section of the State, and Fred Towne is considered one of the solid men o:f the town. He has a fine residence on. the suburbs, and it is hardly necessary tci say that Eva is mistress of it. Tom is superintendent of the entire business, and his home, which is not far from Fred's, is presided over by Edith whose name once was Clark. In gold frame hanging against the wall of Fred's li-brary, is a large silver coin. 1 Both Freel and his wife would rather part with anything else in the house than that, for they regard it as their most valued possession, although it is ONLY A DOLLAR. I THE END. Read "PRICE & CO., BOY BROKERS; OR, THE YOUNG TRADERS OF STREET," which will be next munber (100) of "Fame and Fortun Weekly." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any newsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps by mail to FRANK PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies you order by return mail.


FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 27 Fame and Fortune Weekly NEw YonK, Auaus'l' 23, 1907. Terms to Subscribers. .Single Copies ... ...... ................. ,., ........... One Copy 'fhree nonths ................................. One Copy .Silli Months ......... .............. .......... .. One CopJ' One Year .................................... Postage Free, How To SEKD MONEY. .og Cent& 65 .. $1.2!! 2.50 At our risk 1end P. 0. Mone1 Order, Cheok, or Registered Letter; i'e mittances in any other way are at your risk. We accept Postage Stamps tlle same as cash. 'When sending silver wrap the coin in a separate 11iece of paper to 4Toid cuttitJg the envelope, Write 11cmr name and address plainly. .Address lette1s to Frank Tousey, Publisher, :24 Union Sq., New York. for d ebts amounting to twenty-five thousand dollars. The ex pense of k eeping these persons in confinement was three hun dred and sixty-two thousand dollars, which was paid by the city, and the amount recovered by this method was two hun dred and ninety-five dollars. Imprisonment for debt was abol ished by Congress in the United States in 1833, though this measure was not fully enforced until 1839. Queen Victoria of Spain does not know the taste of alcohol. Her special "tipple" is made from oranges-the fresh fruit squeezed into a glass, which is filled with rerated waters Oran ges are her favorite fruit. For years Princess Henry of Battenberg was a teetotaler, but of late she has suffered so from rheumatism that she has been ordered a little whisky, which she regards as a penance. Both Princess Christian's daughters, too, are teetotalers, and they know nothing of alco hols. Princess Patricia of Connaught and her married sister also abjure wine. Another royal teetotaler is the Duchess of Argyll and the two daughters of the Princess Royal, their Highnesses Alexandria and Maud, have never in their lives touched wine GOOD The will of the late General Lew Wallace, famous as the author of "Ben Hur," contained just four sentences, in which A company has been formed to produce alcohol from cur-all his property was left to his wife without conditions. rants in Greece. The spirit has proved of great use as an illuminant, for heating and for driving .small engines. 'rhe first use of the egg on Easter is credited to the early Christians about the fifth or sixth century, As it contains the elements of future life, it was used as an emblem of the resur rection. But long b e fore the time of Christ the egg was a symbol of the renovation of mankind after the deluge. The Jews used the egg as an emblem of their departure from the land of Egypt, and it was used in the feast of the Passover. The Gre eks, Romans, Russians, Hindoos and Chinese all use the egg as an emblem in one way or another. 'I he use of the term pin money, if not the thing it represents, dates from the fourteenth century, when pins were invented. They were allowed to be sold on only two days, the first and se c ond of January, and were so expensive that only the wealthy could use the m regularly. After a time it became a custom, however, when a woman was to be married, to give her certain sums of money to be used for the purchase of pins. A cow which John Tukes, of Butler Valley, Pa., was driving to pasture stepped on the tail of a rattlesnake, and the en raged reptile turned on Tukes, who fled to the barn. The snake chased him to the door, which Tukes closed. I Tukes was held a prisoner a half hour before the snake ceased its rattling and went away. Resembling in appearance and action a jackrabbit is a Ne braska calf, according to all accounts. It has no tail, and its hind legs are longer than its front ones. It gets over the' ground in leaps and bounds. In nearly every country, until comparatively recent times, debtors have been subject to imprisonment. After the panic of 1825, one hundred and one thousand writs for debt were issued in England. In 1830, seven thousand persons were sent to London prisons for debt, and on January 1, 1840, seventeen hundred persons were held for debt in England and Wales, one thousand in Ireland, and less than one hun dred in Scotland From time to time modifications in the laws governing the imprisonment of debtors have been :l'!ade, so that fewer debtors are imprisoned for this crime each year. In 1829 t here were three thousand debtors in prison in Massa chusetts, ten thousand in New York seven thousand in Penn sylvania, three thousand in Maryland, and a like proportion in other States. Many of these persons were jailed for debts of one dollar. The law providing for the imprisonment of men who could not pay tlieir debts was shown to be imprac ticable by statistics taken from Philadelphia, where in 1828 there were one thousand and eighty-five debtors impriJ;oned The deepest lake in the United Kingdom is Loch Moray. which is 1,017 feet deep. Only seven deeper lakes are known in Europe, four b"1ng in Norway and three in Italy. JOKES AND JESTS. Mrs Gadd-ArE! you goin' to send little Jack to Mrs. Thorn's school agaih? Mrs Gabb-Indeed, I won't. He went to her all last year, and I pald her $60 for it, and the mean, stingy thing didn't give him a single prize, not bne, and they don't cost ,but a couple o' dollars, either. "Thank you, Franz, but the ring is too small for me." "That's too bad, Lizzie. Now I'll have to get another sweet. heart." Scott-What an absurd remark! You don't really believe that inanimate things can cherish delusions? Mott-I do. 'rn swear my furnace thinks it's a. refrigerator. Once in a while you see a girl who doesn't care if people know how old she is. She is usually seventeen. Two well dressed men one Sunday morning were returning home from a church where the rector of a neighboring parish had preached, says Chums. One man proceeded to criticise the sermon remarking in a contemptuous tone that it was "deplorably weak," and that "such Incompetent men ought not to be allowed to preach to such a well educated congregation." The speaker was not allowed to proceed further, however, for his son and heir, who happened to see his father's con tribution to the callection, chimed in with: "But you can't expect much for a penny, father." "You seem to be downcast," said the coal man. "Yes," replied the ice man; "it makes me sad to think'. of the high prices we shall have to charge the people next sum mer owing to the failure of the crop we are busy harvesting." "This here, said the policeman, "is what I found on him, Your Honor-a jimmy, a lantern, a centrebit and a piece of lead pipe, all wrapt>ed in a newspaper to look like a bundle of groceries." The prisoner drew himself .UP proudly. "Po not, Your Honor," he exclaimed, "convict me on such worthless evidence as that. I am an honest automobilist, and the articles mentioned are nothing but my lamp and repair kit."


FAME 11.ND FORTUNE WEEKLY. FORETOLD OR; THE FORTUNE TELLER OF SALEM A STORY OF THE OLDEN TIME. By Horace Appleton. "Woe to the house of Dykeman! Woe to the pride of the wealthy ancl the proud. For they shall fall, and great will be that fall. Noe to you, proud sir." Anthony Dykeman, ship owner and the wealthiest man of Colonial days in Salem, reined in his horse in the gloom of the narrow street in utter amazement as this astounding decla ration came to him from the darkness upon his left. For a moment a chill as of superstitious dread assailed him and he could not act or speak. Then he saw a dark form huddled in the shadows against the walls of a house. "How now!" he cried, angrily, "who art thou who dares to blacken the night even deeper with thy revilings at an honest passer-by? Speak, or by my word thou shalt feel my staff!" There was a moment of silence. Dykeman, a tall, patrician looking man of fifty reined in his horse nearer. Then up from the shadows rose a tall, slender form. In the dim starlight he saw an ancient face, white and drawn, wrinkled and haggard to ghastliness. A long shawl of black covered the form of the crone from head to foot. "Deborah Dane, the fortune teller" gasped the proud ship ewner, as half involuntarily he drew back. "Ay, you know me well, Anthony Dykeman!" declared the woman, in her quavering voice, "and I know you. Perhaps I know more of you than you would have me!" "What dost thou mean, witch?" cried the ship owner angrily. "J'orbear not to treat me with respect, for to-morrow's sun might see you upon the gibbet were I to say the word.'' The woman did not flinch or even cringe and her deep set eyes seemed to burn stronger and brighter in their hollow sockets. "Call me witch if you will, brand me, kill me, do what you will, I would such a fate rather than stand in your steps and face the fate which destiny and a vengeful power has decreed for you.'' For a moment Dykeman's face was pallid. There was a power and a depth in the woman's declaration which seemed to overawe and convince him. His anger half resolved itself into curiosity and fear. "How now?" he said sternly. "Wherefore such a threat? Canst back it up with evidence?" "Time will tell,'' replied the crone, waving her staff fanci fully. "Go back in thy memory, Anthony Dykeman. Recall a scene twenty years agone when thou wast an apprentice in the employ of thy master, Royal Bracebridge, who then owned the ships thou dost own to-day, who then was the magnate of Salem and thou an underling?" The weak old voice cracked and the woman paused as if for breath. Dykeman had grown suddenly interested. He bent over the pommel of his saddle and regarded the old fortune teller darkly. "Thou canst remember it well," went on the fortune teller. "Aspirations were thine in those days. You loved Amy, the beautiful daughter of Royal Bracebridge. You sued for her hand and were rejected. You swore an oath of revenge.'' A hiss escaped Dykeman's lips. "By my faith!" he gritted, "into what archives of the past have you delved to gain all that information?" "Wait, Anthony Dykeman. With the rejection of your suit you lived but for one end. That was revenge. Avarice and foul intent clogged the better motives of your heart. "Dost recall that last voyage of the Sea Gull from which Royal Bracebridge never returned? Dost thou remember how you were the only witness of his death ?-the only man to swear that the night he went overboard it was by accident? You swore to that!" The hag shook her staff in the face of Dykeman. The mag nate seemed froz e n with a species of horror. All the hardi hood of his nature vanished. "Well," he managed to say, in a gritting voice, "and what of that? Go on!" "I will!" continued Deborah Dane, "palsied be my tongue, if I ;;peak not what my heart contains. When the Sea Gull returned who broke the direful news to sweet Amy? Who played the part of false friend and champion, usurped the business and the fortune, ruined the estate of Bracebridge, and falsely betrayed Amy Bracebridge into a marriage. Who then cruelly mistreated her and drove her down to her grave? And your son, by that marriage, where is he?" Anthony Dykeman was now corpse-lilrn in hue, and trem bled like one with vertigo. He reined the horse nearer as if he would trample the old fortune-teller under the iron-shod hoofs. "How darest thou breathe such things to me?" he hissed. "My son was wild and rebellious. He took the traits from his mother. Five years ago, at the age of fifteen, he ran away to sea. I have not seen him since. I have cursed him!" "And that curse will return upon thee!" "What?" "Hear me!" cried the fortune-teller, impressively. "It is written that retribution will come to thee, for thou art false husband, cru' el father, thief and murderer!" A hoarse, wild cry broke from Dykeman's lips. He reeled and nearly fell from the saddle. "Hist! For the love of God, do not brand me thus upon the public street. Listening ears may be near. Curses on the hag! Thou shalt simmer and burn for this! Witch thou art, and the Council :shall decree thy fate at the stake." Fierce, hot and with hatred was the denunciation given. But the aged woman's face seemed even more celestial in the starlight, even more within a halo. "Back, Anthony Dykeman!" she cried, shrilly, raising her staff. "You are too great a coward to attack me in this street. I fear thee not, and now do foretell thy horrid fate. Woe to thee! Woe to her who lives with thee, knowing thy iniquities. Thou shalt fall within the month. Satan hath set his trip for thee, and in its net thou art. Limb from limb thou shalt be torn, to gorge the appetites of wild beasts thy body shall be given, within the month! Mark my words. They will fail not. Woe-woe to thee and thi:o.e!" The prophecy was given with wonderful force-and precision by the fortune teller, and in a manner which carried convic tion. It was the age of superstition. Dykeman was not free from it. He trembled and reeled back with horror, as if stricken with a curse from heaven. "Take back the words-the curse!" he cried, wildly. "Thou limb of Satan, how darest thou thus brand me? Curses on thee! Thou shalt never curse another." Dykeman lashed the horse with all his migljt. A moment / more and the fortune teller would have been beneath the iron shod hoofs. But a lithe form leaped from the shadows. A youth it was who grasped the steed's rein and threw him upon his haunches. "For shame!" rose a ringing young voice. "Who art thou dares strike a defenseless old woman? By my word, I'll pull thee from thy horse into the dust if thou darest to harm a hair of her head." The rescuer was a tall youth, clad in the garb of a sailor. He had the air of one who had traveled in foreign climes. Dykeman's anger in a measure subsided. "Have done with the bridle of my horse!" he sternly. "Dost know whom thou art playing Malapert to?" "It can be no gentleman who will attack a harmless old woman," retorted the youth. "But she cursed me!" "Maybe you deserved that." "How now! Wilt thou insult me? Of what ship art thou?" "The Hector, lying at the foot of this street, this day from Trinidad. If thou wilt repart me, do so on the morrow. I stand not in fear of our master, who is a fair man and doubt-


FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. Jess will greet the e with a rope's end when thou hast told thy story." And the youth laughed merrily. "Thou and thy master shall answer to me on the morrow!" gritted Dykeman, reining his horse into the street. "This is not the last! "And I were sorry if it were," retorted the brave young sailor. "How now, good mother? Brace thyself, and be of cheer, for thy troubles areadjusted. This for thy cheer!" A gold piece rang upon the pavement at the beldamc's feet. But she did not offer to pick it up. The sailor gave one startled glance at her pal!id face, so rigid and drawn, as she stood there looking up to the starlit sky. With never a word more he turned away and strode on up the street. It happened that he reached the corner even with Anthony Dykeman's slow-walking horse. And each turned in an opposite direction, leaving Deborah Dane, the old fortune teller, still standing there with her face rigidly upturned to the starlit sky. Dykeman's thoughts were of the blackest kind as he rode homeward. "The plague upon the old witch!" he muttered. "She knows too much of my affairs for safety. I must put her out of the way!" .o Arrived home, he rehearsed the affair to his wife, of course, from whom he was able to keep none of his affairs. Mistress Dykeman was a shrewd and calculating woman. There were few her equal for diplomacy and craft in all the country about. Moreover, her ends were often base, and she would stoop even lower than her avaricious husband to carry a desired purpose. "A pest upon the old hag!" she gritted. "Thou shalt to morrow make application to the Council, and she shall share the fate of her craft, with that she is." Thus adjured, Dykeman the next day repaired to he cham bers of the Council. His appearance before that august body met with special favor, and who should dare to gainsay his word in the warrant that Deborah Dane was tained with withcraft? What mattered to him if he did swear falsely to the itching pains inflicted upon him by Deborah Dane's witchcraft. His word satisfied the Council. That day half a score of the unfortunate accused were to be burned upon Gibbet Hill. Early in the day a guard of soldiers broke into the humble cot of Deborah Dane. Rudely she was dragged forth, and tied to a cart she was dragged through the streets. Foremost in the throng was her accuser, Dykeman. His face shone with a species of deadly hatred. "With her death my secret will be safe," he muttered darkly; "this hour she shall burn!" By his orders a stake had been driven. His money paid for the fuel hauled. A hireling of his was to apply the torch. Deborah Dane did not make speech as all this wrong was put upon her. Only her pallid ancient face was turned upward all the way. She was lashed rudely to the stake. The fagots were piled about her, even to her waist. "Death to the witch!" yelled the crowd. Dykeman felt secure. "Lignt the pile!" he gritted to his hireling. The fellow was about to obey: Already the torch was in hjs hand. But at that moment a stout, hardy-young voice rang out. "Hold! What are ye blockheads doing?" The crowd parted as if by magic. Down into the clear space came a sturdy, strong-armecl youth. His honest blue eyes blazed with fire. The crowd seeme'd literally to cower before him. Dykeman drew his sword with rage. "What are ye doing to this good mother!" shouted the young sailor of the Hector, for he it was. "Cowards! dare ye offer her harm? Not until ye have killed me first." "Stand aside, stripling!" roared Anthony Dykeman, savagely. "Know ye that the law has condemned her to death?" "For what libel?" "She is a witch!" "And I say you lie!" cried the young sailor, forcibly. "She is no witch, but an. honest woman, and here's my life to defend her!" Dykeman lunged at the sailor. But 'the latter skilfully caught the blade in his bare hand and snapped it like a twig. Then each looked into the other's eyes. Dykeman gave one look, and then reeled back aghast and trembling. "Furies!" he hissed. "My own son! It is Ernest!" "Yes, my unnatural father!" cried the young sailor, tensely and bitterly, "I have returned to find you in good business. Burning old women at the stake. Faugh! You once disowned and dishonored me. Now I retaliate, and I forswear you!" A great hush fell upon the crowd. A revulsion of feeling was fast coming in favor of the young sailor. Without a word further, Ernest Dykeman turned and cut the bonds of Deborah Dane. "Come, good mother!" he said, with all the gallantry he would have displayed for the prettiest girl in Salem that day, "I see you safely to your home." Then the crowd opened their throats in one loud cheer. But before its echoes had died away, the people gave way, and a tall, aged mari entered the circle. He raised his right hand and pointed to Anthony Dykeman. "My fellow townsmen!" he cried, in a strong voice which went to every quarter, "there stands the wretch who sought to murder me on board the Sea Gull, twenty years ago. But God favored me, spared my life, and I have returned home after twenty years to denounce my foe. Anthony Dykeman, you know me!" "The devil forfend! It is Royal Bracebridge! Back from the dead!" "Ay!" cried the wronged ma,n, "back to claim my own and call you to account." Then Deborah Dane raised one long gaunt arm, and fixed her burning gaze upon Anthony Dyk,eman, the usurper. The curse had fallen, The prophecy was enacted. Anthony Dykeman did not wait to face tl\e victim of his vile schemes further; with an awful soul-harrowing cry, he turned and dashed down the hill. Before any one could stay. him, he sprang upon a horse near. Away he rode out of the town, out of sight. And as he rode, a madness, a sort of frenzy seized him. He laughed and shrieked in his insanity. The horse, left to his. own device, dashed into a dense wood. And here, as the chronicle has it, of a sudden, Dykeman's head came in fearful contact with an overhanging limb. He was dashed to the ground with a broken neck. The end had come. That night wolves found his remains, and naught was left of them by daybreak but a heap of bones. These were found the next day by the searching party. It was certainly a fearful ending. Royal Bracebridge had not been drowned that night he was thrown over the Sea Gull's rail \Jy his treacherous clerk. He had swam for some while and then encountered a spar. Drifting, he was picked up by a Malay vessel. Pressed into their service he next was made a slave. From one part of the world to the other fate carried him, until after twenty years he had at last reached home. Many friends and neighbors welcomed him. But his wife and daughter werii dead. However, the. courts dispossessed the relict of Anthony Dykeman of her unlawful wealth and gave it over to its rightful owner, Royal Bracebridge. Once more Bracebridge became the wealthy ship-owner of Salem. But he was aged and growing feeble, and feeling the need of a strong arm and a trusty heart, offered a partnership to Ernest Dykeman, who had all his mother's fine traits. Witchcraft never again raised its head in Salem. Deborah Dane lived her short life out, loved and respected by all. At this propitious point let us end tale of tl\e fortune teller of Salem.


, These Books 'Tell You Everything! s COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA! Each book consists of sixty-four pages, printed on good paper, in clear type and neatly bound in ln attractive; illustrated cover !fost of the books are also profusely illustrated, and all of the subjects treated upon are explained in such a simple manner that any ilfiild can thoroughly understand them. Look ovi'lr the list as classified and see if you want to know anything about the subjectlil mentioned. THESE BOOKS ARE FOR SALE BY ALL NEWSDEALERS OR WILL BE SENT BY MAIL TO !NY ADDRESS FROM THIS OFFICE ON RECEIP1' OF PRICE, TEN CENTS EACH, OR ANY THREE BOOKS FOR TWENTY-FIVE CENTS. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N Y. MESMERISM. No. 81. HOW TO !11ESMERIZE.-Containing the most ap proved methods of mesmerism ; also how to cure all kinds of diseases by animal magnetism, or, magnetic healing. By Prof. Leo Hugo Koch, A. C. S., author of "How to Hypnotize," etc. PALMISTRY. No. 72. HOW TO DO SIXTY TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Embr:..cing all of the latest and most deceptive card tricks, with illustrations. By A. Anderson. No. 77. HOW TO DO FORTY TRICKS WITH CARDS.IJ-Ont:itining deceptive Card Tricks as performed by leading conjurors and magicians. Arranged for home amusement. Fully illustrated. No. 82. HOW TO DO PALMISTRY.-Containing the most ap-MAGIC. proved methods of reading the lines on the hand, together with No. 2. HOW TO DO TRICKS.-The great book of magic and a full explanation of their meaning. Also explaining phrenology, card tricks, containing full instruction on all the leading card tricks and the key for telling character by the bumps on the head. By of the day, also the most popular magical illusions as performed by Leo Hugo Koch, A. C. S. Fully illustrated. oui: magicians; every boy should obtain a copy of this book, HYPNOTISM. as it will both amuse and instruct. No. 83. HOW TO HYPNOTIZE.-Containing valuable and inNo .. 22 IIOyV TO DO SECOND SIGHT.-Heller's second sight structive information regarding the scien c e of hypnotism. Also explamed b.l'. his former assistant, Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how explai ning the mo$t approved methoils which are employed by the the secret dialogues were carried on between the magician and the leading hypnotists of the world. By Leo Hugo Koch, A.C.S. boy on the stage; also giving all the codes and signals. The only authentic explanation of se c ond sight. SPORTING. No. 43. HOW 'tO BECOl\IE A MAGICIAN.-Containing the No. 21. HOW TO HUNT AND FISH.-The most complete gran!1-est assorti:iient c;>f magica! illusions ever placed before the hunting and fishing guide ever published. It contains full inpubhc. Also tricks with cards. mcantations, etc. atructions about guns, hunting dogs, traps, trapping and fishing, No. 68. HOW TO DO CHEl\IICAL '.I.'HICKS.-l..Containing over together with descriptions of game and fish. one hundred highly amusing and instructive tricks with chemicals. No. 26. HOW TO ROW, SAIL AND BUILD A BOAT.-Fully By A. Anderson. Handsomely illustrated. illustrated. Every boy should know how to row and sail a boat. No. 69. HOW TO DO SLEIGHT OF HAND.-Containing over Full instructions are given in this little book, together with inof the latest and best tricks used by magicians. Also contain 1tructions on swimming and riding, companion sports to booting. mg the secret of second sight. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. No. 1 !1. HOW TO BREAK, RIDE AND DRIVE A HORSE.. No._ 70. HOW '. MAGIC TOYS.-Containing full A complete treatise on the horse. D e scribing the most useful horses directions for making Magic '.I.'oys and devices of many kinds. By for business, the best horses for the road; also valuable recipes for A. Anderson. ll'ully illust.-ated. diseases pecaliar to the horse. No. 73. HOW TO DO TRICKS WITH NUMBERS.-Showing No. 48. HOW TO BUILD AND SAIL CANOES.-A handy many curious with figures and the magic of numbers. By A. book for boys, containing full directions for constructing canoes Anderson.. Fully illustrated. alid the most popular manner of sailing them. Fully illustrated. .No. 7_5. HO\y TO A CONJUROR. -Containing By c. Stanstield Hicks. tricks with Dommos, Dice, Cups anJ Balls, Hats, etc. Embracing thirty-six illustrations. By A. Anderson. FORTUNE TELLING. No. 78. TO DO THE .BLACK ART.-Containing a com. No. 1. NAPOLEON'S ORACULUM AND DREAM BOOK.plete description of the mysteries of Magic and Sleight of Hand, Containing the great oracle of human destiny; also the true mean-together w;1th many wonderful experiments. By A. Anderson. ing of ahndst any kind of d1eams, together with charms, ceremonies, Illustrated. J.nd curious games of cards. A comple t e book. MECHAN No. 23. HOW TO EXPLAIN DREAMS.-Everybody dreams, ICAL. from the little child to the aged man and woman. This little book No. 29. HOW TO BECOME AN INVENTOR.-Every boy gives the explanation to all kinds of dreams, together with lucky !rnow how inventions originated. This book explains them and unlucky Jays, and "Napoleon's Oraculum," the book of fate. all, examples in electricity, hydraulics, magnetism, optics, No. 28. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES,-Everyone is desirous of pneumatics, mechanics, etc. '.rhe most instructive book published knowing what his future life will bring forth, whether happiness or No. HOW TO AN ENGINEER.-Containing full misery, wealth or poverty. You can tell by a glance at this little mstructions how to proceed Ill order to become a locomotive en book. Buy one and be convinced. Tell your own fortune. Tell gineer; also directions for building a model locomotive together the fortune of your friends. with a full description of everything an engipeer shouldi know. No. 76. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES BY THE HAND.-No. 57. HOW TO MAKE MUSWAL INSTRUMENTS.-Full Containing rules for telling fortunes by the aid of Jines of the hand, directions how to make a Banjo, Violin, Zither, 2Eolian Harp, Xyl<> or the secret of palmistry. Also the secret of telling future events ph .. ne and other musical instruments; together with a brief deby aid of moles, marks, scars, etc. Illustrated, By A. Anderson. scription of nearly every musical instrument used in ancient or ATHLETIC. modern times. Profusely illustrated. By Algernon S. Fitzgerald, for twenty years bandmaster of the Royal Bengal Marines. No. 6. HOW TO BECOl\IE AN ATHLETE.-Giving full inNo. 59. HOW TO MAKE A M:.AGIC LANTERN.-Containing atruction for the use of dumb bells, 'Indian clubs, parallel bars, a description of the lantern, together with its history and horizontal bars and various other methods of developing a good, Also full directions for its use and for painting slides. Handsomely healthy muscle; containing over sixty illustrations. Every boy can illustrated. By John Allen. become strong anJ healthy by following the instructions contained No. 71. HOW TO DO MECHANICAL TRICKS.-Containlnr in this little book. complete instructions for performing over sixty Mechanical Tricks. No. 10. HOW TO BOX.-The art of self-defense made easy. By A. Andel."SOn. Fully illustrated. Containing over thirty illustrations of guards, blows, and the ditferent positions of a good boxer. Every boy should obtain one of LETTER WRITING. these useful and instructive books, as it will teach you how to box No. 11. HOW TO WRITE LOVE-LETTERS.-A most cotn without an instructor. plete little book, containing full directions for writing love-lettera, No. 25. HOW TO BJDCOl\IEl A GYl\fNAST.-Containfng full and when to use them, giving specimen letters for young and old. instructions for all kind;; of gymnastic sports and athletic exercises No. 12. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS TO LADIES.-Giving Embla cing thirty-five i!lustrations. By Professor w. Macdonald. complete instructions for writing letters to ladies on all subjects; A bandy and useful book also letters of introduction. notes and requests. N?. 34. HOW 'TO FENCE.-Containing full instruction for No . 2_4. HOW .TO .WRITE TO fencmg and the use of the broadsword; also instruction in archery. 1 Contammg full d1rect10ns for wr1tmg to gentlemen on all sub1ects; Described \Tith twenty-one practical illustrations, giving the best also giving sample letters for instruction. position s in fencing A complete book. No. 53., HOW TO LET'l'ERS.-A wonderful little TRICKS WITH CARDS, book, you how to write to yot!r sweetheart, your father, mother, sister, brother, employ er; and, m fact, everybody and anyNo. 51. HOW TO DO 'TRICKS WlTH CARDS.-Containing body you wish to write to. Every young man and every young explanations of rhe general principles of sleight-of-hand applicable lady in the lapd sbould have this book. to card tricks; of card tricks wit11 ordinary cards, and not requiring No. 74. HOW '.I.'0 WRITE LETTERS CORRECTLY.-Con-1leig_ht-of-hand; of tricks involving sl e ight-of-hand, or the use of taining full instructious for writing letters on almost any subject 1119C1ally prepared cards. B_y Professor Haffner. Illustrated. also rules for punctuation and composition, with specimen letters'.


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A co m p l e t e hand-book for t his book of instructions, by a practical professor (delighting multimaking a ll kinds of cand.r;. ice-creaJih .. etc. t udes every night with his imitations), cau master the No. 8-!. HOW .ro BruCOME AN AUTl:lOR. Co ntaining full a rt, and create any amount of fun for himself and frie nds It is the information r egarding choice of sub j ects, the use o f wor d s and the g reatest book ever published. and there's millions (of fun) in it. manner of preparing and submitting manuscri pt. A l so containing' No. 20. HOW TO ENTERTAIN AN EVENING PARTY.-A valuable information as to the neatness, legi bility and genera l com v ery valuable little book just published. A complete compendium position of manuscript, essential to a successful author. B y Prince of games, sports, card diversions, comic recitations, etc. suitable Hiland. for parlor or drawin$.room entertainment. It contains more for the No. 38. 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Working His Way Up. 48 Always on Deck: or, The Boy Who Made His Mark. 4U A of ?lloney; or, The Young Wall Broker. 50 The Ladder o f Fame ; or, Office Boy to S enator. 51 On the Square ; or, 'The Suc c ess o f an Honest Roy. 52 After a Fortune; or, The Pluckiest Boy in the West. \\'inning Dollars; or. The Y oung Wonde r of Wall Street. 54 Making His Mark; or, The Boy Who B ecame President. ofi Heir to a Mllllon: or, The Roy Who Was Born Lucky. 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A Country Boy In Wall Street. 73 Bound to Rise; or, Fighting llis Way to Success. 74 Out for the Dollars; or, A Smart Boy In Wall Street. 75 For l!'ame and Fortune; or, The Boy Who Won Both. 76 A Wall Street Winner; or, a Mint of Money. 77 The Road to Wealth; or, The Boy Who Found It Out. 78 On the Wing; or, The Young Mercu1y of Wall Street. 79 A Chase for a Fortune; or, The Boy Who Hustled. 80 Juggling With the Market; or, 'l'he Boy \Yho .\lade it l'ay. 81 Cast Adrift; or, '.l.'he Luck of a Homeless Boy. 82 Playing the Market; or, A Keen Boy In Wall Street. 83 A Pot of Money ; or, The Legacy of a Lucky Boy. 84 From Rags to Riches; or, A Lucky Wall Street Messenger. 85 On His Merits; or, The Smartest Boy Alive. 86 Trapping the Brokers; or, A Game Wall Street Boy. 87 A Million In Gold; or. The '.l.'reasure of Santa Cruz. 88 Round to Make Money; or, From the West to Wall Street. 89 The Boy Magnate; or, Making Baseball l'ay. 90 Making Mon ey. or. A Wall Street Messenger's Luck. 91 A Harvest of Gold; or. The Burled Treasure of Coral Isla: d. 92 On the Curb; or, Beating the Wall Street Brokers. 93 A Freak of Fortune ; or, The Boy \Tho Struck Luck. 94 The Princ e of Wall Street; or, A Big fo.Big 93 Starting His Own Business; or. 'he Boy Who Caught On. 96 A Corner in Stock; or. The Wall Stree t Boy "ho Won .. 97 First. in the Field; o r Doinl!" for I limseli. 9 8 A Broker 11t Eighteen: or, Roy Gilber1.'s Wall Street Career. 99 Only a Dollar; or. From Boy to Owner. l 0 0 Price & Co., Boy Brokers: or, 'l'he Yo.ung Traders of Wall Street. For sale by all newsdealers, or will be sent to any address on receipt o f price, 5 cents per copy, in money o r postage stamps, by FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York .. IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our Weeklies and cannot procure them from newsdealers. they can be obtained from this office direct. 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