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Kirby flashed the light upon the grewsome figure and then the three saw that it was a.skeleton, clothed in a single 1lowing garment,. with its bony arms extended. Jack uttered an e xclamation of astonishment, while D .aisy screamed and fled

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Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY l#Uecl Weekl11-B11 Subscription 12.50 per year. Ente1ecl accorcling to Act of Congres, in the year 1 907, in the ojfl.ce of the Librarian of Congress, Wa.hington, D. C., b11 F 1 ank Tousey, Publiaher, 24 Union Squar, New York. OB, MAKING A MAN OF HIMSELF By A SELFMADE MAN CHAPTER I. SANDY MAGUIRE GETS AN UNE'XPECTE D BATH. "W!:iat's the trouble, Daisy?" asked Jack Merry, putting his arm protectingly around a pretty, golde n-haired girl who sat sobbing, with her face buried in her hands, on the doorstep of a small roadhouse situated on the outskirts of a good sized village close to the sea "Has Mrs. Kirby been beating you again ?" "Yes, Jack," sobbed the girl, raising her tear-dimmed face and gazing wistfully at the sta lwart sunburned lad who carried a shallow basketful o : f mackerel under one arm. "It's a shame the way the Kirbys treat you, Daisy,'1 said Jack, indignantly. "Som1; day I'll forget myself and tell them both what I think of them. I feel lik e doing it now." "Oh, no, no, you mustn't," she cried, catching his hand in liers. "They would drive you away from the ijouse, and then what would I do? I'd just go out on those rocks yon der and jump into the sea I know I wolllcl. I've nobody in all the world to love but you, Jack, an cl nobody but you cares at all for me." "So you do love me, Daisy?" smiled Jack, with a sym pathetic look a t the little orphan whom the Kirbys had taken from the poor farm and made their drudge. "You know I do, Jack. You are the only one who has ever been kind to me. Why shouldn't I love you?" she asked, with a pathetic smile, while the tears g li stened on her eyelids like raindrops in the sunshine "I don't know any reason why you shouldn't, and I haven't the slightes t objection to it. I think just as much of you as though you were my sister." "Do you, J ack?" she asked, eager ly. "Yes, I do. Why s houldn't we be brother and sist er to each other? We're both orphans, aren't we. ?" "Yes." "You don't remember either of your parents, do you?" The girl shook her head sadly. "You don't even know how you came to be at the poor farm, do you?" "No. "Didn't you ever ask the matron about yourself?" "Yes, but she wouldn't tell me anything." "Why not?" "I don't know "Was she at the farm when you were brought there?" "I think so." "Do you know how old you were at the time ?n "No." "You must have been very young if you can't remember anything abo11t the matter You don't know pow they came to call you Daisy Kent?" "No." "It might be your rea l name, ,and then again it mightn't. It seems to me the overseer and his wife run the poor farm to suit themselves. I have heard that the poor old people who are forced to live there are half starved and more or less abused, tho ugh r never heard you say anythi n g about it. I guess you're afraid to tell all you know about the place." Daisy was si lent. "Well, I'm not going to question you about it. It's the business of the village authorities ancl. not mine to inquire

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JACK GRIT. into such things. If it had been my luck to have been sent to the farm I'd have run away sooner than stand ill treatm;nt. The Kirbys know better than to jump on my neck like they do on yours, because there'd be something doing if they did." Which was very true, for Jack Meny was a spunh.7 lad. He showed the stuff he was made of the very first time that Oyn1s Kirby started in to thrash him for some trivial offense soon after he came to work at th'e roadhouse, and the old man let him alone after that, though Mrs Kirby 11ever spared her tongue upon him. It is quite possible that the Kirbys would have gotten rid of him but that he was unrommonly useful to them. He never shirked his work, and could do as much and as well as a full grown man, so that on the score of economy Mr. Kirby didn't want to lose him. "HO\r many fish did you catch to-clay, Jack?" "Oh, a whole lot. Enough to supp ly both of the summer hotels. I got a good price too, for they were beauties. Just look at these, and they're the worst o.f the batch." "They look very nice. Mrs. Kirby will be glad, for we have to get dinner and breakfast in the morning for two visitors who are going to stay here to-night." "Two visitors, eh? We don't often have people stay oYcrnight. The hotels generally catch all the transient as well as the other guests." I tidied up the front room for them. They left two suit -cases and then went on tb the village." At that moment the shrill tone of Mrs. Kirby's voice ; was heard calling to the girl, so Daisy sprang up quickly and ran into the kitchen, followed at a E:lower pace by Jack as far as the kitchen table, on which he laid the basketful of fish, which were all cleaned and scaled ready for the pan. Then he went into the public room of the roadhouse, where llfr Kirby was reading a new spaper There were two hard-looking men, with closely-cro pped hair and smoothly-shaven faces, seated at one of the tables catinO' sanflwiches and drinking beer. Jack went up to the counter and handed Mr Kirby the money he had received for the fish he sold at the hotels. The old man counted it, noted the amount with consider able satisfaction, and put it in his pocket. One of the men at the table called for more beer and Kirby told Jack to wait on them. Jack drew a couple of glasses from a small keg and carried them to the table Both of the men looked at him sharply, as if sizing hi m up. Jack didn't like the looks of either of them. In his opinion they didn't look honest. Howe ver, as they said nothing to him, he gathered up the two empty beer glasses and returned to wash them. "Look at the trough outside, Jack," said Kirbv. "See if there'!" plenty of water in it. It was leaking this morn ing." So Merry went out in front to look at it. It stood about two yards in .front of the veranda, which ran along the front of the roadhouse. A team of stout horses attached to an equally stout wagon well loaned with something concealed from view by a tar paU'lin cloth stood before it, with water dripping .from their mouths. .. Lying on tho driver's seat, with his knees drawn up and his face covered with a wide-brimmed straw hat, was a boy without a jacket. As Jack came over to the trough, which seemed to be all ri ght, the boy on the seat raised his hat, and turning partly over, disclo .secl a freckled face and a shock of sandy hair. Jack recognized him as Sanely Maguire, the son of a rather unpopular small farmer in the neighborhood He didn't lmow any good of Sandy, nor of his father, either, for that matter, while Sandy entertained a standing g rouch against Merry, chiefly because Jack had given him a good whipping on one occasion for bullying Daisy Kent. "Hello, you mntt," said Sanely from his perch: Jack look ed up at him, but said nothing. "Yah! You lobster!" went on Maguire "How much does Kirby pay you for cleanin' his spittoons and doin' his chores? "Don't get Loo gay, Sanely Maguire," retorted Merry, "or I might jump up there and clump you into the road." "You won't rlump me in no road, you lop sided mug," snorted Sandy, defiantly. "I've got a club up here, and if you come near me I'll let you have it on the block. You're a cheap fish pecller, and no good for nothin' Some clay I'm goin' to do you, and I won't leave enough of you to make a decent funeral Jack turned a little more water into the trough, and a.t the Rarne time patted the noses of the horses, for he was fond of animals "Leave them horses alone, d'ye hear?" roared Sandy. Jack paid no attention to him, while the animals, recog nizing a friend, rubbed their heads against his arm Sanely reached behind him, picked up the club he had mentioned and shook it menacingly at Merry. Jack grinned back at him, and that exasperated Sandy. He jumped off the seat "Get away from there, dern you!" he snarled, putting first one foot and then the other down on the wagon tongue and starting to walk out between the horses with his club raised in a threatening manner Jack waited until Sandy was almost within reach of him and then drew back just a little, with a tantalizing laugh. "I'll make you laugh on the other side of your mouth, you mutt!" roared Maguire, now hopping mad. !Thinking to catch Jack by a quick move, he laid his left hand on the neck of the hor s e on that side to steady himself and then leaned suddenly forward and made a vicious swipe at Merry's head Jack ducked the blow, and throwing up his hand, caught the end of the c lub. 'l"hen he gave it a tug to get it away from Sandy. That cau eel something to happen that neither expected, and the unexpected was assisted by the horse bending his head down at the Maguire lost his balance and with a yell pitched head first into the trough, causing a sma ll waterspout to spurt into the air. As he let go of his hold on the club Jack also fell back1rnrd and rolled over on the ground just out of reach of the water shower. At that thrilling moment the two hard-looking men ap peared at the door of the roadhouse. ;

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JACK MERRY'S GRIT. 3 CIHP'l'ER U. Merry s:iw them in the public room he wondered if they were commercial travelers. THE IIAUN'l'ED IIOURE. Half an hour later they were called to their dinner in a s mall room off the main one, and D aisy Kent waited on "What in thunder is this?" roared the bigger o.f the two them men, both gazing in angry surprise at the animated picture At the conclusion of their meal they lit cigars and walked before them. out into the yard Sandy, whose body was entirely submerged except his After taking a turn or two up and down the yard, they heels, which kicked wildly about in the air, was floundering came to a stop at the fence dividing it from the truck patch. about in the bottom of the trough. The stout man stood with his back against the fence, Jack was picking himself up with the club still grasped while his companion stood sideways with his elbow resti n g in his hand on the top rail. Then Sandy's tow head emerged from the water, like They did not observe, or pay any attention to the fact, Neptune arising from the sea. that Jack Merry was digging up some vegetables on the After digging the water from his eyes with the knuckles other side of the fence within a couple of feet of the spot of both hands, he scrambled out of the trough like a whe re they stood drenched rat. "We seem to have lost the scent, for the time being, a t "Here, what are you two kids up to?" cried the second least," said the stout man, blowing a cloud of smoke. man, as both advanced to the wagon. "It is evident that we have. I think we made a m i stak e Jack concluded that it was time to beat a retreat, and by not continuing on by the main road instead of coming did so as far as the entrance to the yard and shed whence down here," said his companion he watched the scene in safety and a little enjoyment, "Well, you know what induced me to come this way," for the catastrophe that had happened to his enemy tickled replied the stout man. "This village being out of the way him immensely. and on the coast would offer the rascals facilities for ship Sandy, with many expressions of rage, started in to exping the goods by water, either to Boston or New York, plain the cause of his mishap to the men. probably the latter, by a sloop that could easi1y be chartered Of course he threw all the blame of it on Merry for their purpose. Such a course would be much simp l er What he didn't say about Jack would have made a very for water leaves no trail than to carry their booty by l and i n small book. the face of almost certain detection at some point en r oute "Well, you oughter stayed on the seat," replied the big"That's true," nodded hi s associate. "Yet the fact tha t gest man, with little sympathy for him. "You're a mut they have not yet arrived h ere within eighteen hours after ton headed chump to tumble into that water trough. We'll the car was looted would indicate that they must have taken have to ride back on the goods now, for we're not gain' anotherroute to get a soa.kin' from you. Come, now, up with you on the "Apparently so. That seems to settle the question of our seat, or we'll h'ist you up in a way you won't like!" remaining here all night as we anticipated doing. We' ll Sandy, glowering around in search of Merry, shook hi:i have to go back to the cross roads and take up the t r ai l fist at Jack, and said a lot of things that wouldn't be apagain from that point and follow it along the mai n turnpropriate in a Sunday school class, as soon as he spied pike him grinning around the corner of the house. That's right. There's no object in losing time he r e Then he climbed on to the seat, while the men got on the Even if they've started for this village, with the obj ect you wagon and picked out the most comfortable places they suggested, and then turned off somewhere to remain o u t o f could find on top of the tarpaulin. sight till night, by getting here first we have blocked thei r Sandy backed the vehicle, jerked the horses around and little game. They cannot hire a single craft in the ha r bor started up a cross road leading away from the village, now without inviting suspicion. The moment any stranger throwing a last malevolent look at Merry. makes overtures of that nature he will be interviewe d by "That was the best ever," chuckled Jack, coming forthe head constable, and if unable to give a satisfactory ex ward, now the coast was clear, and turning the water on planation, will be arrested and the genera l freigh t agent again to make up the quantity displaced by Sandy's plunge. notified of the circumstance." "That's the time he got all that was coming to him He's "Well, let's go in, pay our bill and or der our rig hitc h ed a me a n little beast. He'd have thought nothing of raising up," said the stout :qlan. a lump on my head with this stick. Look at the knot on The two men walked away and disappea r e d a round t he the end of it I He wouldn't have cared if he'd broken my front of the roadhouse. skull. I'll have to keep my eye on him after this, lest he "I wonder who those men are?" mused Jack, l o okin g catch me off my guard, for he'll have it in for me worse after them. "Must be detectives after a gang of thieves than ever." from what I could make out of their conversation They Turning the water off, the boy re-entered the house. spoke about a car having been looted. I suppose they meant About five o'clock the two visitors returned to the roada freight car belonging to the Shore Line The r o bbery house from the village. may have been committed at Wexham, fifteen miles n ort h One was a short, stout and chunky man, with bright ferof this place, where freight cars are shunted on a sidi n g ret-like eyes deeply sunk in his head; the other was of every day. I wonder what kind of goods was sto l en? M u s t medium size, with no particular characteristics I have been a considerable quantity if it would pay the thieves Both were dressed in plain business suits, and when to hire a vessel to t_ake them away in, supposing the stout

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JACK MERRY'S GRIT. man's idea to be correct. I should think, however, that it would take a pretty big wagon to carry off the contents of a freight car, if the car was any way full." At that moment Jack heard Daisy calling to him, so he grabbed the panful of vegetables he had dug up and has tened to the kitchen. "Go to the stable, Jack, take out the strange horse you'll :find there and hitch it to the buggy in the shed," said Daisy. "The two gentlemen have changed their minds about staying here to-night." "All right," answered the boy, who knew why they were not going to remain. Fifteen minutes later he led the rig around in front where the stout man and his ci;nnpanion were waiting on the veranda. After stepping into the vehicle each of them handed him a quarter and then they drove off along the road in a direc tion opposite to the vipage. About dark Cyrus Kirby told Jack to hitch the white horse to the light wagon. "I'm going up the cross road to Farmer Stapleton's for some bags of feed," he sajd. "Teil Mrs. Kirby to put a dozen of them mackerel in a pan and I'll take the:rp. with me." Merry put the horse to the wagon, got the pan of :fish and then led the rig around in front. There he found Daisy with her hat on, standing on the veranda. "I'm going for a ride," she said, her eyes. sparkling with delight. "What, with Mr. Kirby?" cried Jack, in some aston ishment. "Yes. He said I could go along for company." "Well, I'll be jiggered!" ejaculated Merry. "I wonder what struck him This is the :first time I've known him to give you an airing. I guess it's because the ride to the Stapleton farm is rather lonesome, and because it goes by the haunted house." "Do you really believe that 110use is haunted, Jack?" .asked Daisy, nervously. "Haunted, your grandmother! Of course I don't! There's n6 such thing." "But I heard awful stories about it when I was at the poor farm. The man who built it hanged himself there after his wife diec1." "Suppose he did, what difference does 1t make? He's been dead and gone these twelve years, and there is no such thing as people getting back to this world once they are dead and buried." "Why do they say it's haunted, then?" "Blessed if I know, unless because the place has a bad name. It belongs to the only remaining member of the family, a son who was away from home at the time his father committed suicide, and he hasn't been able to get a tenant for the place, and won't live there himself." Further conversation on the subject was cut short by the appearance of Cyrus Kirby, who carried a lantern in his hand, which he put under the wagon seat He and Daisy got in and drove off. Half an hour later Jack closed up the house and sat down on the veranda. IIc hadn't been there over five minutes when a farm wagon came rattling up. The driver, who was a boy, brought his horses up to the trough to give them a drink. Merry recognized him as his particular friend, Bob Stapleton. "Hello, Bob,'' he said, coming forward. "Been to the village, I see." "That's right," replied Bob. "Glad to see you. Didn't notice you till you spoke. How's things?" "Same as usuaL I was off :fis hing the greater part of the day." "I'd liked to have been with you." "I wish you had." "What did you catch? Mackerel?" "Yes, about twelve dozen of beauties." "Haven't you got one or two to spare in the house?" asked Bob, smacking his lips in anticipation of a treat, for mackerel was a favorite of his. "Oh, you' ll have all you want for breakfast," replied Jack. "How will I?" "Mr. Kirby went out to your place a little while ago in the wagon after a load of feed, and he carried a dozen of the :fish withi him." "Did he? Then ma will have some broiled in the morn ing," said Bob, in a satisfied tone. "Say, whafs the matter with you jumping in and riding out with me? You can come back with Mr. Kirby." "I guess I will," replied Jack. He mounted to the seat beside his friend, and they were presently driving out along the cross road which led to both the Stapleton and Maguire farms. On their way they passed the decaying two-story dwell ing, stan ding close to the road, which had the reputation of being haunted. Neither lad paid any attention to it, though had they been able to see behind it they would have observed a team of horses and a stout wagon, the same which had been driven by Sandy Maguire, standing in the shadow of the kitchen. When they reached the Stapleton farm they found Mr. Kirby on the point of returning, so Jack bade Bob good night and climbed into the body of the light wagon, al lowing his legs to hang out behind. It was a dark, moonless night, and the road was decidedly lonesome. As they approached the haunted house }4:r. Kirby sud denly uttered an exclamation and pointed his whip toward the building. Jack and Daisy both looked and saw a ghostly kind of light showing through one of the lower windows. CHAPTER rn. .A. BLOW IN THE D.A.RK. "Whoa!" exclaimed Cyru Kirby, reining in the horse. The three watched the light attentively until it suddenly disappeared, leaving the old house dark and somber as when they :first passed that way. "Jim Davis saw that light the night afore last, and it skeered him the worst kind of way," chuckled the old man,

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.TACK MERRY'S GRIT. who did not seem to qe disturbed by the ghostly manifes"Oh, my!" shivered Daisy, "it's some dreadful thing, I tation. know it is. Dear, dear, Jack, don't go any closer!" "'l'here's evidently somebody in the house-maybe "Pooh!" replied the boy, who did not take any stock in tramps," said Jack. things unearthly. "It's nothing but a white cloth. Lift "Well, I'm to see who is there, for I don't take no the lantern up, Mr. Kirby, and let's see what it really is." stock in the stories that the old rookery is haunted. Here, There was evidently someth ing there besides the eloth-you hold the reins, Daisy., You can come with me, Jack," something long, thin and awe-inspiring. and he reached under the seat for the lantern, the light in Kirby flashed the light upon the grewsome figure, and which was turned down low. then the three saw that it was a skeleton, clothed in a single "Oh, dear," said Daisy, as Merry jumped off into the flowing garment, with its bony arms extended. road, prepared to accompany Mr. Kirby. "I don't want to Jack uttered an exclamation of astonishment, while Daisy stay here alone." screamed and fled. "Then come with u s," said Jack. "I'll tie Whitie to the The old man was a bit staggered, andcame near dropping fence so he won't walk away." the lantern. "I'm afraid to go in that house," the girl said, with a Both he and Merry gazed on the swinging object in shiver. silence. "You'll have to come with us or remain here on the Under the circumstances it was enough to give their wagon. Better stay by the wagon, we won't be long, I nerves something of a shock to come face to face with such guess." a grisly apparition, hanging as it was in the very spot, and "No, I'll go with you, Jack, if you'll hold my hand." in much the samle manner, that the body of the suicide had "All right. I'll see that nothing happens to you." been found. He helped Daisy down and the three started through the J a.ck grabbed the lantern from Kirby's hand and walked open gate for the front door of the house, Kirby in adright up to the skeleton. vance with the lantern, the light of which he had turned up. "That's been hung here to scare people away," he said. When they reached the front door the old man laid his "Was it done as a practical joke or for some other reason?" hand on the knob and turned it. As he uttered the words a loud scream from Daisy on With a harsh, squeaky noise, that sent Daisy's heart into the outside caused him to drop the lantern and make a her mouth, the door opened slowly and reluctantly, admitquick break for the door. ting tlfem into the main hallway. As he rushed out of the building he saw the girl strug-It was a spacious entry, and it was here the owner's body gling with somebody in the road. had been found hanging limp and dead at the rear end of He cleared the neglected garden space in a couple of it, close to the stairway leading to the floor above. bounds. He had attached the rope to the foot of the banisters Dashing through the gate, be saw that it was a boy who above, and then, after putting the noose a'.bout his neck, had hold of the girl. had dropped straight down, breaking his neck instantly. Instinct seemed to tell him that the boy was Sandy Ma'l'he hallway was intensely dark, the rays of the lantern guire, though he could not make out bis identity in the illuminating liitle more than the spot where they stood. dark. They advanced a few paces, then stopped and listened inThe young rascal saw him coming, and releasing Daisy, tently. he fled down the road a way and then climbed the fence. Not a sound reached their ears, though they waited two Merry did not pause to say a word to t11e girl, .but put or three minutes in perfect silence. after her aggressor at full speed. "Oh, Jack, don't let's go any further," quivered Daisy. He reached him just as the chap straddled the fence and "I'm so frightened." was pulling up his leg to drop over on the other side. "What are you frightened about? We'll leave the door Jack reached out and seized him by the shoe. open. There's nothing in here to alarm you." "Let go, dern you!" snarled the voice of Sandy. "What's that?" she cried, in terror. "There's something "So it's you, Sandy MUoO"Uire," cried Jack. "I thought white at the other end of the hall. Don't you see it?" as much. You didn't get enough up at the roadhouse this Jack and Mr. Kirby followed the direction of her shaking afternoon to satisfy you. Well, I'll give you all you want finger, and did make out something white, seemingly float-now, and more to boot." ing in the air. "Let go, will you 0!" howled Sandy, kicking out viciously. It was so indistinct that neither could make out what it Jack lost his grip on his shoe and the young rascal tumcould be. bled over on the other side of the fence. With one accord they advanced a yard or two in order to Merry, however, was determined to give him a. beating, satisfy themselves as to whether there really was something and vaulted the fence. before them or not. Sandy was up before he could reach him, and Daisy held tightly to Merry's hand, and followed as a away into the darkness. matter of course. But bis pursuer didn't lose sight of him, and set a hot Tlle closer they approached the seeming object the clearer pace across the barren field. it became that there was something, apparent ly in mid-air, Sandy, seeing that he was to be ca. ught if he kept at the end of the hall, anc1 in the exact spot where the owner on, turned and made for the fence that separated the field of the house had killed himself. from the yard of the haunted house.

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JACK MERRY'S GRIT. Jack just missed catching him as he went over the fence and sprang after him. "I'll have you in a moment or two, and then look out;' he said, grimly. "Yah !" returned Maguire, defiantly, as he dashed for the house. Then it was that Jack, as he chased hi.s enemy across the yrud, noticed the wagon and pair of horses. The wagon was empty except for a crumpled piece of tar paulin cloth thrown carelessly int9 it. Meny recognized the wagon as the one that had been at the roadhouse that afternoon, and l'1lew it belonged to Owen Maguire, Sandy's father. Sandy, looking over his shoulder, saw that he would be caught before he could enter the house, so he darted around the horses' heads, and reaching the end of the vehicle, paused to see on which side Jack was coming. He didn't have to wait long before Merry shot around the horses, too. Then Sandy skipped around till he reached the horses' heads again. Jack, nothing daunted, kept right at his heels. In this manner they circled the team twice and Merry hadn't gained any advantage over his enemy They both, as if by mutual consent, paused on opposite sides of the wagon to catch their breath. "Why don't you catch me, you mutt, you?" sneered Sandy, with a ring of triumph in his tones. "I'll catch you, don't you worry," replied Jack, in a resolute tone. "I think I see you doin' it, you lobster," mocked Sandy. "You'll know it when I get my hands on you," retorted fuk I "Ho, talk is cheap," chuckled Sandy. Merry started after him again, but failed to catch him, and they stopped again and looked at each other from op posite sides of the vehicle. "You don't seem to be catcbin' me, muttonhead," yawped Sandy. The more trouble you give me the worse it will be for you when I do lay my hands on you," said Jack, intensely annoyed at his failure to reach the young rascal. "Oh, my, hear the pie-faced dude talk!" sneered Sandy. "You couldn't catch me if you tried all night." "Keep on thinking so, and maybe you won't fetch up with a jar that'll nw.ke you think a house feli on you." "Why don't you come on, then? I'm gettin' lazy waitin' for you. This i s a picnic keepin' out of your way." Sandy stooped, picked up a smal l stone and shied it across at Merry. It na rrowly missed Jack's face, and made him mad. As Sandy was about to repeat the trick, Merry started after him again. This time he determined to catch the rascal, and so he redoubled bis exertions. beast. This is the second time you've annoyed Daisy, and: it's the second licking you're going to get for it." Sandy yelled, "Murder! Help!" "Get up and take your whipping like a man," cried Merry, yanking him up by the collar. Sandy kicked backward, landing on J ackl-s shins, where upon Merry struck him on the jaw and Maguire went down with a dismal howl. "Get up, you coward I" shouted Jack. "Get up, or I'll--" The words ended in a gasp, for a husky form glided to ward him in the gloom from behind and dealt him a ter rific blow on the head. Merry let go of Sandy, staggered and fell upon the ground. There he lay, quite motionless and bereft of consciousness. CHAPTER IV. A PRISONER IN THE HAUNTED HOUSE. When J a.ck ca.me to his senses he was in total darkness. His first sensation was that of bewilderment, but grad ually his mind grew clear, and he recollected wl1at had hap pened to him. "Where the deuce am I? I must be in some building. What building could that be but the haunted house? Gee! My hands are bound behind my back and my ankles are tied together. I \l' onder who it was crept up behind me and knocked me out while I was bending over Sandy? Could it have been his father, who was in the house while I was chasing his son, or was it one of those tough chaps whohwere at the roadhouse this afternoon and who drove off with Sandy up the crossroad? What is Sandy, or his father, or the tough men, or the team, doing at this house, anyway, especially at night? And why is that skeleton hanging in the hallway? The whole thing looks mysterious, as well as suspicious." That's the way Jack argued the matter, and on top of it he wondered why he had been bound hand and foot and brought into the house, and what his captor's intentions were toward him. He could dimly make out that he was in a small room, or at least a place having apparently four walls. "I'll bet this is Sandy's doings," he thought. "The lit tle beast took advantage of my being knocked out and got bis father, or whoever it was whacked me, to help carry me into the house. I suppose be means to hold me a pris oner a while just for satisfaction. It's like the little rascal. But just wait till I get free, that's all. I'll pay him up with interest, you can bet your boots!" and Merry nodded his head angrily in the dark. As Jack didn't at all like the idea of being trussed up like a sheep or pig on its way to market, he began to make an effort to free his hands. Round and round the team they flew, Jack slowly but surely gaining on his enemy. He soon found that this was no easy matter. The rope had been knotted around his wrists, and then had been put around his waist and tied to his wrists again. At length Sandy, in his wild flight, stumbled and fell. Before he cot1ld get up Jack was upon him like a car J oad of bricks. "X ow, I've got you. I won't do a thing to you, y_ou little It looked as if be was tied to remain so, unless released by somebody else. "This is pleasant, upon .my word," he growled. "There doesn't seem to be much doubt but I'll have to remain in

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J .A;CK MERRY' S GRIT. ==================================-... ------this place all night. All right, Mr. Sandy, I won't do a alone by yourself. Perhaps old Green's ghost mill come thing to you when the time comes." down here and frighten the life out of you. He hung himAt that moment he heard footsteps over his head. self on the floor above, and his spook walks every night all "Hello, there is somebody in the house,'' ejaculated over the place until the cocks crow." Merry. "I thought I was left here all alone in the old Sandy chuckled gleefully as if he thought he was having rookery, but it appears not. I can make out two or three a fine revenge on Jack. persons walking around. There is something doing in Merry felt relieved at his words. this place-something that can't be strictly regular, otherThe prospect of a visit from the suicide's ghost, which wise why should people be monkeying around a deserted he regarded as very remote, did not worry him half as habitation with the tough reputation this one has? I'd give much as the idea that Sandy might have intended to beat something to know what brought Sandy and his team here. and kick him while he lay completely at his mercy. He is in the game, whatev er it is. And it isn't honest Somehow or another Jack had no fear of dead people-work that people have to do at night and in unfrequented the feeling was inborn in him. places." If he had been asked to choose between occupying a room As Merry reached that reasonable conclusion he heard all alone in a house with a corpse, or taking a good whipsomebody descending a flight of creaking steps. ping, he would have accepted the former as the least of two Then he heard the steps, preceded by an intermittent fl.ash unpleasant things. of light along the floor, which was reflected under the wide Consequently, Sandy's words did not disturb him in thP, crack of what appeared to be a door in his prison pen, corn-sense in which they were intended; but, nevertheless, he ing in his direction. did not relish the idea of passing a physically uncomfortable The person, whoever he was, stopped outside the door, night. freed a hasp that held it shut, and threw it open. "To-morrow mornin' I'm goin' to bring a cowhide over Then in walked Sandy Maguire with a lantern. here and give you a taste of it," went on Sandy. "That'll He flashed the light in Jack's face and saw that he was warm you up if you catch cold durin' the night." conscious and sitting up with his back against the wall. Thus speaking, Maguire got up, flashed the light arouncl "Well, you mug," ho grinned in a highly satisfied way, tho place which Merry saw was merely a small section of "how do you like your new l odgin's ?" the ce.[lar of the house, roughly partitioned off as a recep" I suppose I owe this to you, Mr. Sandy?" replied Merry, tacle probably for chopped wood, a small pile of which, coolly. covered with dust and cobwebs, lay in one corner, and then Sandy chuckled, pulled an old dilapidated box toward backed toward the doorway. him and sat down, holding the lantern between his spread "Good-night, muttonhead. Give my respects to the ghost legs. when he calls on you," chuckled Sandy. "'rhat's the way the :fishermen tie the claws of lobsters Then he walked out, slammed the door, adjusted the io keep 'em quiet," he said, with another complacent grin. hasp, and presently his footsteps were heard ascending the "You're a lobster, I tied your claws to keep you quiet." cellar steps "You think you're pretty smart, don't you?" retorted Bang! Jack, with an ominous fl.ash in his eyes that boded no good The sound reverberated through the cellar. for Sandy in the near future. Sandy had dropped the trap-door at the head of the "I've got you where I want you, you mutt, and I'm stairs so as to make as much noise below as possible. goin' to settle scores with you before you get back to the He knew the sound would reach Merry's ears, and he roadhou se." wanted to make as unpleasant as possible for him. "What are you going to do?" Then Jack heard the back door banged to, though he "That's for me to know and you to find out." didn't hear the echoes that went through the empty house "You're a mean, cowardly little beast." above the cellar. "Don't you call me names, or Pll kick the stuffin' out of After that there was complete silence, and Merry felt you," growled Sandy. I that he was isolated in the old building. "And what will I do to you when I get the chance?j' He wondered how Mr. Kirby and Daisy looked upon his fl.ashed Merry. failure to return after starting in chase of the girl's as"You won't do a thing if you ]mow when you're well off. sailant. I owe you for pulling me into the water this afternoon, and No doubt the old man, after waiting a reasonable time for punchin' me in the jaw to-night, and for pitchin' into for him to show up, had gone on, leaving the boy to follow me a month ago 'cause I jest spoke to Daisy Kent." on foot at leisure. "I haven't sett led with you yet for what you did to her Jack made another ineffectual attempt to free his hands, to-night, and whatever tricks you play on me now when and then gave it up. I'm not in a position to defend myself I'll remember in a After vowing vengeance against Sandy for the second way you won't like." or third time, he leaned hack aga.inst the wall and began to "Hear the cock crow!" Sandy, with a wicked think again about the wagon and why it had been standing little laugh. .in the back yard of the haunted house. "You'd better r e lease me, for it will save you the biggest The more he thought about it the more interested he licking you ever got in your life." grew in the matter. "Don't you wish I would? Do you see any green in my Suddenly the brief conversation he had accidentally over-eye? You're goin' to stay in the haunted house all night heard between the sto-vt man and his companion, whom he

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8 J AC1C 1\IERRY'S GfilT. had sized up as detectives, when they were slancl i n g ag ain s t the fence of the truck patch, recurred to his mind 1 like a :flash, it dawned upon him that perhaps he had an explanation of the whole thing. He remembered that when the wagon was drawn up be fore the roadhouse it was heavily load ed, and that the load was carefully covered with a tarpaulin cloth. ll'hen the two hard-looking men, whom he had supposed S'andy was merely giving a lift on tije road, must have been cpnnected with it. It began to look as though the Maguire farm wagon had been used to carry off the plunder from the looted car at Wexham sid ing, and that the two men in question were the thieves. If this fact was correct there was no doubt but that Farmer Owen Maguire and his precious son were accom plices in the robbery, notwithstanding that the elder Ma guire had not taken an active paJ:t in the affair. "The stolen goods a re clearly in this house now," thought Merry, "for the wagon was empty when I saw it in the yard outside. They have selecH:ed the haunted house to hide their plunder in until the hue and cry has died out, because no one would ever think of looking here for them. Nobody ever comes to the house, and hasn't for years It is cer tainly a dandy hiding place. They expect to be able to keep the stuff here in perfect safety until enough time has elapsed to enable them to cart it away without incurring susp1c10n. a mighty c1o vcr scheme, but I guess I'll upset their calculations for them. As soon as I am let go I'll notify the head constable of the village that I have r eason to believe that the stuff stolen from the freight car at W oxham is hidden in this house and he can investigate the matter. If the goods are recovered through me I ought to get something from the railroad company. That would onl y be fair. I wish I could release myself before morning. Sandy might bring that whip as he threatened to do, and while I'm tied up in this shape he could l ash me until he got tired. He's coward enough to take such a revenge." Merry, alive to the importance of his probable discovery, made a more determined effort than ever to free himsel:f. In working his wrists about, the :fingers of his right hand came into contact with the knot that happened to b e the key to the situation Had this knot been out of his reach he never could have gotten his hands 1?011e, in spite of his best efforts, and if it had been tied hard enough he could hardly have made My impression on it. It happened, however, that the circumstances were favor able for Jack. By twisting his left wrist around and holding it in acertain position the knot c21.me within easy reach of the activ e :fingers of his other hand, and as, the knot was tied only fairly tight, he soon began to unloosen it. He kept on the job stea dil y until the knot was entirely opened up. 'Oiat released the end of the line encircling his waist, which created the necessary slack for the boy to draw on so that in a little while he was able to draw one hand out of the wrist loop. The other hand followed as a matter of course To put his hand in his pull out his jackknife and cut the piece of rope which held his ankles together was an easy matter. "It feels good to have the use of my limb s again," he breathed, as ,he stood up: "though my wrists are blamed sore. I'm thinking Sandy Maguire is going to get left this trip, as usual. Now, to get out of the wood bin. I hope that won't stump me, for it's secured on the other side by something, probably a hasp." Merry lit a match and examined the fastening of the door. 1 It was a hasp that held it. As there was a good deal of play to it, the door moved back and forth about two inches. B.Y moving it out, Jack saw by the aid of another match that the hasp was held in place by a small wooden staple. The long blade of his knife would easily reach it through the crack made by the yielding door. All the boy had to do was to put the blade under the point of the staple and press upward. The staple popped out without difficulty, the door swung open and he was free. CHAPTER V. JACK MERRY VERIFIES rrrs OWN CONCLUSIONS. Jack lit another match when he stepped out into the cellar in order to get his bearings. Looking around him he saw that the cellar was an uncommonly good one, quite dry, but thickly covered \vith dust and cobwebs. ,A, few yards away were the stairs leading to the trap, and Merry made for them at once, after closing the door of the bin and replacing the staple. "That will give Sanely a pr(}blem to solve----how I got out of the bin-when he comes here in the morning and finds me gone," chuckled Jack. He found no trouble in lifting the trap and was soon standing in the dark entry on the ground floor of the build ing. He lit a match to look for a way out, and spied the lan tern Sandy had used on the floor. That put an idea into his head "I'll light this and look through the house to see where they have put the stolen goods If I don't find any that will prove I'vo been away off in my conclusions, but I'd be willing to bet a dollar to a doughnut that I do find the s tuff." \ He lighted the lantern and started up the back stairway built in the entry. He examined every room on the :floor above without :finding anyth'tng visible but dust. The roomy closets were just as bare, too. "They may have carried it into the attic," mused Merry, up into the attic he went. It extended the full length of the house and was divided intq two sections Jack carefully looked both over without result. He found nothing but dust, refuse \ and festoons of dirty cobwebs. "Gee!" he said, scratching his head in a di s appoint e d way.' "I guess I'm not so smart as I thought I was Tho goods are evidently not in the house." ..

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J.&CK MERRY'S GRIT. 9 As he walked slowly downstairs he thought of the skele ton in the front hall. He flashed the light over the banisters and looked down. The uncanny-looking object was still hanging there, like a criminal who had just been executed. The front door being shut, there was no draft to stir its white shroud, ,and it clung close to its bony anatomy. Jack shook the rope and a most unearthly rattle of ar ticulated bones smote upon his ear, while the skeleton anced a grewsome jig in mid-air. "You must havebeen stolen from some doctor's office," thought Merry, as the skeleton gradually subsided into solemn quietness again. "I dare say you're worth money. I guess I'll haul you up and put you out of harm's way." Putting down the lantern Jack pulled the skeleton up with its polished lie!l:d and grinning teeth. He found that be could easily press the extended a rms down to the skeleton's sides, for they worked on sockets. The leg joints were fastened with silver wire, and wob bled about at random. Jack carefully p.ragged the skeleton to one of the big closets and sat it up inside, then he shut the door on it. After a last look around he descended to the ground floor and went through all the rooms there, hardly expecting to find any trace of the goods, as he did not consider the lower floor as safe a place for the plunder as the upper ones. Ile was not greatly disappointed when he found the ground floor as bare as the rest of the house. He was about to blow the light out and take his departure when he recollected that he had not considered the cellar as a receptacle for the stolen property. "Come to think of it, I'll bet that's where they've put it if they brought it to this house, and something must have been brought here, or why should the empty wagon be in the yard?" Down into the cellar went Merrv with the lantern. He knew there was nothing at the back near the bins and stairway, so he went forward. He fourrd no sign of anything like merchandise of any description, but he noticed a good-sized wooden bin that looked as if it had been newly put up. I The door was secured by a stout hasp, locked with a new padlock. Jack flashed the light all over it, and then looked at padlock again with an intelligent expression "The stuff is in this bin, or I don't know what I'm talk in g about. It's been put up on purpose to hold it. >Those rascals are evidently not taking any more chances than they can help. It's a wonder, though, that they didn't nail up the front door and padlock the back one in order to make things surer I suppose they rely more on the fact that nobody comes here, and they think that skeleton as they had it would frighten any chance prowler into fits, and increase the haunted reputation of the building. It's clearer to me than ever that Farmer Maguire has had no small hand in this game A couple of thieves, new to the neighborhood, never would have picked this house out as a place in which to hide their plunder. Maguire is the man who did it, ancl the rascals who looted the car are putting up at his house until they think it will be safe to movil the plunder." Although Jack was cbnfident that the sto l en goods were in the big bin, he wanted to make certain of the fact if he could. The lantern revealed no opening that he could throw a light through, and consequently he did not see how he could get a sight at them. He noticed a big knot in one of the planks, and it occurred to him that he might break it in and thus secure a hole that might answer his purpose. Looking around the cellar for some implement to accom plish his object, he fqund a heavy cold chisel. Two good blows demolished the knot, leaving space enough for the boy to easily insert his hand with a match in his fingers. Striking the match on the inside, the moment it flared up Jack applied his eye above his wrist and caught a brief glimpse of the inside of the bin. It was filled with packages that must have been taken from cases, and these were snugly piled up inside so that they occupied about three-quarters of the space in the bin. "That settles the question. The goods are here all right. Now it's up to me to put a spoke in the rascals' wheel and earn the gratitude of the railroad company, which I hope the officials will express in a substantial form," said J acfo to himself. Having no further r eason for r emain ing in the cellar, Merry returned to the entry above, blew out the lantern light and was on the point of entering the kitchen when the back door was thrown open without the least warning anrl two men entered the room. Jack sprang back into the entry with considerable haste and trepidation. "What's that?" exclaimed one of the intruders. "What are you talking about?" asked his companion, whose ears were apparently not as sharp as the other's. "I heard a noise over by the door. Where's the lantern?" "The kid said he left it in the entry," was the reply. "I didn't bear any noise." "Well, I did. Listen!" The two men remained silent and motionless in the next room, and Merry took advantage of their momentary in action to quietly remove his shoes preparatory to slipping up the back stairs Before commencing his retreat he thought he would try to create another diversion by placing the lantern in the doorway l eading into the entry, hoping one of the men would trip over it and put it out of business. "I guess you didn't hear any noise, Baxter," laughed the second speaker in a h alf jeering tone. "I tell you I did, Larkin," replied Baxter "What did it sound like?" "Footsteps." "Bosh! There's nobody in-the house but ourselves." "How do you know there isn't? We've been away from here three hours." "What of it? Didn't Maguire assure us that nobody ever comes here because the,building has the reputation of being haunted?" "Just the same there was a man, a boy and a girl had the nerve to enter a short time after we finished gettin' the goods in'to the cellar. They saw the skeleton in the front hall and the girl seemed to be the only one who was much scared by it. Then that crazy Sandy had to put his foot in

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10 JACK MERRY'S GRirf. it by larkin' with the girl in the road, which caused the young fellow to chase him till he caught him in the yard. Then I had to slug him to save the kid from a lickin'." "Of course you did. And then you helped tie him and carry him down into that bin in the cellar to oblige Sandy, CHAPTER VI. TIIE ROUND-UP. who wanted to leave him here all night by himself, because Jumping the fence and dropping behind it he looked he thought it would frighten the chap out of his boots. back at the house just in time to distinguish the figures of Well, I objected to it on general principles, but what I Lhe two men coming out at the kitchen door. said didn't go, so if any trouble comes from it it will be up They came a few feet into the yard and looked around, to you. then they walJ,ed down to the road and looked around as "What trouble can come from it?" growled the man well as they could in the darkness. a named Baxter. "Sandy is go:ln' to let him o-o in the morn"That looks as if they have discovered my escape," in' after givin' him a rawhidin', and all there'll be thought Jack from his place of concealment. "That to it. Come on, let's o-o into the entry for the l antern." do them any good now. They couldn't catch me even if While they were talbng Jack: tiptoed part of the way up they caught sight of me to save their lives." the flight of stairs The men stood some little time by the road talking, and Baxter started to walk through the door when he tripped Merry watched them, wondering what they do next. over the lant ern, without breaking it, however, and went 'l'hey fin.ally returned to the house and went m. sprawling on the floor Jack waited a quartet of an hour longer, and as they did not reappear he decided that.. they had gone back to the He started to swear lik e a trooper, while his companion cellar, where they doubtless intended to sleep. struck a match and wanted to know what was the matter. "I'd better be getting on. It must be after miiinight. I "Matter!" roared Baxter. "Why, that kid left the Ianmust go to the village, rouse up the constable and tell him tern in the doorway and I've nearly broken my shins my story. By corning here at once with a couple of his over it." men he'll be able to catch those two rascals and nail the "In the doorway!" exclaimed Larkin. "He told me that stolen goods at the same time. Theli he can attend to he left it against the wall, near the door." Farmer Maguire and his son afterward." "He's a lia r It was in the doorway right in my path. Jack got on his feet and started for the road. Pick it up and li ght it. I hope it isn't broken." He had a two-mile walk before him to the roadhouse Merry had retreated the balance of the way up the stairs where he lived, and another half mile to cover before he under cover of Baxter's fall, and now stood on the landing reached the constable's house. listenin g to the men below. He put his best foot forward and covered the two miles Larkin struck a match, declared the lantern was all right, in a little less than half an hour. and lit it. The roadhouse was right before him, dark and silent. Then he threw the light about the entry. He turned into the s hore road, as it was called, and "Hello,'-' he cried, "the trap is open!" started for the more settled part of the village. Gee!" breathed Jack. "I forgot to close it the last He had gone but a few steps when he heard the lively time I came up." rattle of a light vehicle coming on behind him. '"rhat's more of the kid's carelessness. He went down "Who the dickens i s on the road at this hour?'1 thought to see the prisoner and forgot to shut it down when he came J ack1 stopping and l ooking ba.ck. up We'll have to dust his whiskers for him," said He saw that it was a buggy with two men in it. Baxter. As it came close up and turned in to the roadhouse, the "I asked him particularly before we left the yard if he had closed the trap and he told me he did. Maybe there's somebody down there. It would account for the noise you say you heard." "If there's anybody down there we'll lmock the out of him," repli e d Baxter, in a threatening tone The two men then went down into the cellar, shutting the trap after them. "Now is my time to skip," said Jack, gliding down the stairs in his stockinged feet and going to the kitchen door, where he paused to put on his shoea. As he put his hand on the knob of the outer door he heard the trap-door in the entry bang against the wall and the voices of the two rascals coming up the steps. "I have n t a moment to lose," breathed Merry. "I wouldn't be surprised but they looked into the wood bin and found that I had got out." He opened the door, shut it softly after him and dashed across the yard for the nearest shelter. driver r e ining in the horse, Jack noticed that one of the men short and stout. they be the detectives back again?" he asked him self. "I believe they are I'm going to see, for I'd sooner tell my story to them than to the ponstable. Besides, it would save me the walk into the village and back." Acco rding ly, Merry ran up to the buggy just as the men alighted. As soon as he was close to them he recognized the two men at once. "Hello!" exclaimed the stout man. "Who are you?" "I'm the boy that lives here," answered Jack. "Don't you remember me?" "Oh, yes. You're the boy who brought the rig around when we left here shortly after dinner. You're up late, young man. I uppose you've just come from the village?" "No, sir. I came down the cross road yonder. May I ask you a que.stion ?" "Certain ly and we.shall probably have a few to ask you." "Are you detectives?" i

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' JACK MERRY'S GRIT. 11 ''Why do you ask that question?" asked the stout man, there, and I judge they intend to remain all night in the sharply. cellar," concluded Merry. "Because I believe you are hunting for some goods that "I think you have spotted both the men and the goods, were stolen from a freight car at W exham siding ." young man," said Detective Wheeler, "and I congratulate "Ha! What do you know about the matter, young man? you on the excellent chance you have of winning the reward Have you seen the wagon?" offered by the railroad company. Come, Mr. Cook, we must "Yes, sir. I've not only seen the wagon that carried the drive to the head constable's house and get him out of bed. goods off, but I know where the goods and the thieves are Then we will make arrangements for going to this haunted at this moment." house with a force sufficient to capfure the two rascals and "You do!" ejaculated the stout man, eagerly. "Let us regain possession of the stoJenproperty You'd better jump know all about it. You shall be rewarded for the informain, Merry, and come with us." tion, and if the goods are recovered you shall be paid $2,000, They were soon at the constable's home and bad him out for that is the amount of the reward which has already been of bed in a jiffy. posted for information leading to the capture of the thieves It took but a brief explanation to get him to fall in with and recovery of their plunder." their plans. "Then you are detectives?" Said Jack. He hitched up his horse to a light wagon and then huntecl "I am one of the Shore Line detectives. My name is up two of the under constables. This gentleman is Mr. Cook, assistant general The whole party then started for the haunted house. freight agent of the same road. We are down here trying It was now about two in the morning. to trace the goods stolen from freight car 2001, at the W ex-They reined in under a big oak tree within a short disham siding, and if possible to arrest the thieves Now we ta nee of the house. will hear your story, if you please. By the way, what is "We ll leave you in charge of the vehicles Merry," said your name?" the stout detective. "Keep your eye on the front of the "Jack Merry." house. When you see one of llS swing a lantern around in "We are ready to listen to you, Merry said Detective the air it will be the signal for you to drive up the light Wheeler, after writing his name in his notebook. wagon. Understand?" Accordingly, Jack told his stoTy, beginning with "Yes, sir," replied Jack. run-in with Sandy Maguire at tlie water trough, when the Then the five men got over into the adjacent field and wagon, heavily loaded and covered with a tarpaulin, first quietly approached the haunted house from the rear. came under his observation. "'l'here'll be something doing in that cellar pretty soon," He said the two men accompanying the wagon at the time s aid the boy to himself, as he watched the constables, detect had attracted his attention by their tough appearance, and .ive and freight agent climb the fence, cross the yard and he did not like their looks. disappear behind the building. After his row with Sandy they had boarded the wagon After that the minutes slipped slowly by to the excited and the outfit drove off down the cross rof!..d. lad, who could only surmise what was going on. "You say fue wagon belongs to Fru:mer Owen Maguire He kept on the alert for the reappearance of the men and and was drivqn by his son.?" said the stout man, making a the expected signal. note of the fact in his book. At length he saw them coming around the corner of the "Yes, sir." building in a bunch, one of them with the lant e rn in his "Very well, go on." hand. Merry then continued his story from the point when Mr. Tho lantern was swung three times in the air. Kirby, Daisy and himself saw the light in the haunted Jack, who was seated in the constable's wagon, with the house on their way back to the roadhouse from Farmer horse and buggy hitched behind staTted hi s horse and drove Stapleton's, and how they 4ad stopped to it. clown to the gate in front of the haunted house. He told about the skeleton that they discovered in the hall, He saw, as he approached, that they had the two men in about his chase of Sandy, about his finding the same wagon custody. standing empty in the yard, and about his being knocke PAGE 13 12 JACK MERRY'S GRIIT'. He was soon in b e d dreaming of his late adventures in i.he haunt e d house. CHAPTER VII. JACK GETS THE REW ARD. "Oh, Jack," exclaimed Daisy next morning, when Merry appeared in the kitchen, "do tell where you went last night. Mr. Kirby waited q1dte a while for you to come back, and when you didn't we had to drive back without you. Did you catch Sandy Maguire?" "I did, but it's too long a story to tell you now. I had quite a lot of adventure before I got back home. You'll hear all about it later on." After breakfast he told Mr. Kirby what had happened during the night, and the old man was greatly astonished. "I've got to appear at the justice's office this morning to tell my story," concluded Jack.' "I suppose you have no objection." Mr. Kirby gave his permjssion, :for he knew the boy would have to go whether he liked it or not. While they wer: talking the constable's light wagon passed the roadhouse with two officers having Sandy Maguire and his father in custody. Jack saw them through the window and he chuckled t o himself. "Sandy will find that he's up again s t it this time for fair," he thought, as the wagon disappeared into the village. At a little a.fter rtine Detective Wheeler drove up in his buggy. He came after Jack. The boy got in the vehicle and was driven to the office of the justice, where quite a crowd was gathered by this time, the news having spread about the village in a remark ably short time. A big wagon, loaded with the stolen property, was drawn up beside the curb. The four prisoners were brought into the room and the examination commenced. A statement of the case, referring mer ely to the discov ery that freight car No. 2001, of the Shore Line Railroad which had been left at the W exham siding consigned to a merchant of that town, had been found by the station agent to have been looted during the night by some parties u v known, who, from the tracks plainly visibl e about the car, had evidently carried the goods off in a large wagon, was first given by Mr. Copk. Then Jack Merry was brought forwand and told his story, which proved an entertaining one for the crowd present. The prisoners scowled upon him during the whole tim e he was in the chair. Detective Wheeler, Mr. Cook, the constable and his assist ants followed in order, and when the evidence against the prisoners was all in they were asked by the justice if they had anything to say. Owen Maguire swore that he knew nothing at all about the robbery, or that his wagon had been used to carry the stolen property from the siding at W exham to the haunt e d house, and defied any one to show that he was in the scheme. Sandy told a story full of contradictions, in which he tried to justify his connection with the matter, but he did himself more harm than good. The two thieves had nothing to say. 1The justice decided that there wasn't sufficient evidence against Owen Maguire to justify his holding him, but the other three were committed for trial, Sandy being held as an accomplice. The wagon-load of goods, which consisted of 200 pack ages of fine silk and velvet dress material, was turned over to the sheriff of the county as evidence to be used against the prisoners at their trial. The stout detective and the freight agent shook hands with Jack whel). the proceedings were over, and assured him that he would hear from the railroad company in a few days. A report of the a.ff air was printed in the weekly village paper, whichcame out that afternoon, and Merry pointed it out -to D aisy for her information. To say that the girl was astonished when she read the story would be putting it quite mildly. "Why, Jack," she said, "if it hadn't been for you they wouldn't have caught the robbers nor got back the stolen property!" "I guess that's right," replied Merry. "At any rate, Mr. Wheeler, the railroad detective, sai d that I was entitled to the reward offered by the company for the recovery of the goods, and that I would get it." "How much will you get?" s he asked, interestedly. "He a id the amount was$2,000." "Two thousand dollars!" ejacu l ated Daisy, to whom such a sum seemed a fortune. "Why, Jack!" "If I get it do you know what I'm going to do?" "No." "To begin with, I'm going to buy some nice, new clothe s for both of u s." "For me?" cried Daisy opening her eyes. "Yes. There's nothing too good for you in my estima tion." "Oh, Jack! You dear, good boy!" and she threw her arms around his neck and kissed him. "I do need a new dress and a hat awfully bad." "You sha ll have all you want. Then I'm goin& to quit Mr. Kirby and start into bus iness for myself." Dai sy's smiles disappeared at once. "What will I do if you g o away, Jack? I'd rather not have the c lothes, or anything, for I'd never take any pleas ure in wearing them. I don't want you to go, Jack. I shou ld be ever so unha ppy, s h e added tearfully. "Don't worry, Dai sy," repli ed Merry, cheerfully. "Pm going to take you with me. Will you go?" "Of course I'd go, but-but--" "But what?" "Mrs. Kirby wouldn't let me." "Oh, a fig for Mrs. Kirby! This is a free country." "No, Jack, I'm not free. The poor farm overseer signe d a paper that gives the Kirbys authority over me till I'm of age. They won't let me go with you, and if I ran away they could send the constable after me and have me brought back." "Is that so, Daisy? Well, we'll go so far away they'll never get track of either of u s." "I'm afraid we co1tldn't, Jack. Mrs. Kirby would beat

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JMJK MERRY'S GRIYr. 1 3 me dreadfully when she got me back\ and Mr Kirby would put you in prison for running off with me." "Well, I'm not going to stay here when I get that money, and I'm not going to leave you here to be knocked around by Mrs Kirby the way she has the habit of doing. That's all there is about i(" said Jack, resolutely, turning away to attend to his regular duties. From that moment the boy began to plan how he could manage to take Daisy away with him when he went. But he found tha't he had quite a problem on his hands. Nevertheless, with his usual grit, he determined to solve it satisfactorily. Two days later he received a letter from the Shore Line Railroad Co., enclosing a check for $2,000, payable to his order, and a letter of thanks signed by the general freight agent of the road. He said nothing to Mr. Kirby about it, but at the first opportunity went to the village bank, where he was well known, and asked the cashier to collect it for him. The cashier said he could have the money then if he wanted it, so he took it, receiving three$500 bills, four $100 ones, and some smaller bills When he got back to the roadhouse he hid the money in a corner of his trunk That happened to be Saturday. Towards evening he told MTS. Kirby that he had got some ttnoney from the railroad company, not specifying the amount, as a reward for his services, and that he wanted to take Daisy into the village and make her a present of some new clothes. Mrs. Kirby, who was a penurious woman, and saw a chance to save money for some time by allowing Jack to spend some of his on the girl, readily consented So Jack and Daisy went to the village together, as happy as two turtle doves in each other's company Jack bought Daisy a whole lot of things besides a new ready-made dress, hat and shoes, and then he treated him self in the clothing line with equal liberality. He also purchased two dress-suit cases, one of which was f9r tlie girl. In fact, he used up a good part of a hundred dollars, and considered the money well spent. When they got back to the roadhouse, Mrs Kirby held up her hands in horror at the boy's extravagance, as she con sidered it, and she was rather inquisitive to know why he had bought the two suit-cases. "Everybody has them/' explained Jack, "that's why I bought one for Daisy and another for myself." "They hain't used except when people go travelin'," re plied the lady, tightening her lips, "and I don't calculate that neither you nor Daisy is goin' visitin' for a consider ablo time yet." ''There's no reason why they can't be used to keep things in in the house as well as when one goes traveling. Daisy hasn't got a trunk, so that suit-case will answer for one as she hasn't any too much to put in it." "She don't need no trunk, nor suit-case, either. She's got a chest of drawers, that's good enough:. You've only been and wasted your money." "Well, as long as it's my money, Mrs. Kirby, you needn't worry. I think a good c1eal ot Daisy, alld I didn't suppose you had any objection to me spending a few dollars on her "I hain't no objection, but I hate to see people throw good money away. However, I s'pose I kin make use 0 that suit -case when I visit my sister Hepsibah." "Sure. Daisy will loan it to you any time you go visit ing Mrs. Kirby was of the opinion that she'd take it when she felt disposed without going through the form of borrowing it, but she didn't say so to Jack. That night when Daisy looked her new dress and hat over in the seclusion of her room, she felt that she was the happiest girl in the world, and that Jack was the best boy that ever lived. CHAPTER VIII. AN UNPLEASANT SUR'fRISE. Mr. Kirby never kept his roadhouse open on Sunday, but Jack always made it a point to see that the horse trough in front was full of water so that the summer people at the hotels who went riding on the Sabbath, as many of them did, could water their horses at the trough. Jack attended to this little duty usually after br eakfast, which the Kirbys had late on Sunday n:orning On this particular Sunday Merry was standing by the trough letting the water run into it after having washed it out, when a village l ad, whom he knew very well, came walking up the road with a small basket on his arm. "Hello, Ned," cried Jack, as soop. as he spied the boy, "where are you bound? Fishing off the rocks yonder, I'll bet," he added. "That's right," replied the lad. "Don't you want to. come along?" "Not much. I get all the fishing I want during the weekdays. I was out three times last week, and there was more business than fun in the trips." "Yes, I guess so. You fish for mackerel to sell at the hotels. I s'pose you've heard the news?" "What news?" asked Jack, in some s urprise. Then you haven't heard?" "Heard what?" "That Sandy Maguire and the two thieves you helped to catch a few days ago broke out of the county jail some time night." "You don't mean that, tlo yo11 ?" ejaculated Merry, incredulously "I do mean it. The news is all over the village." "And did they get away?" "Yep. Olean oil'." "How the dickens. did they ma,nage to do it?" "Dnnno. I ain't heard no particulars "You're sure there's no mistake about it?" "Yes It's a fact all right. My dad heard it from one of the constables." "I can hardly believe it, Ned; but as long as you say it's so, it must be." After a short talk on the subject Ned started on agai n for his favorite fishing ground, while Jack ran inside to tell the news to Mr. Kirby. He then carried the intelligence to Daisy, who was wash ing up the breakfast dishes in th'e kitchen "I can't understand how tho s e chaps could have got out of the county jail," said Jack. "Prisoners are supposed PAGE 15 ' 14 JACK MERRY'S GRIT. to be locked up in stout cells with several officials always on the watch. T4ese fellows, however, worked the trick some way, and now they're at large. 1 dare say they'll be caught before they can get out of the State. At any rate, I hope so." The Kirbys had dinner at one o'clock and then announced that they were going to spend the afternoon at the Staple ton farm. They said that they did not expect to rMurn until after dark, and that Merry and Daisy could prepare their own ;ea for themselves. "Well, if Mr. Kirby thinks I'm going to hang around the house all the afternoon and watch the old place for him he's just as mistaken as if he'd lost his shirt," said Jack to Daisy after the boss of the shanty and his wife had departed in the covered buggy. "But he expects us tq, Jack," replied the girl, who was washing the dishes \vhile Merry wiped them. "I don't care what he expects. I'm worth money now, and I feel as independent as a hog on ice. How would you like to take a sail with me, Daisy? It's a glorious after noon, and there's a dandy breeze blowing." "I'd like to go very much, Jack," replied the girl, with a pleased look; "but I'm afoud Mr. and Mrs. Kirby wouldn't like it if we left the house alone." "Ho! Don't you worry about them. We'll soon be away from their authority, or I'm no prophet." As ma.tters turned out their stay with the Kirbys was much shorter thap. even Jack's most sanguine plans contemplated. 'Well, are you going with me?" asked Jack, after the last dish was put away. "Ye-es," replied Daisy, in a wistful, but hesitating way. "All right," replied Merry, "get your hat and we'll go!' He went to his own room, dived down into his trunk and brought up his money. He wasn't going to leave that behind him in the road house for fear some thief might break into the place while they were away and go through his trunk. He knew that the Kirbys were in the habit of taking their money with them wherever they went, and decided that their example was a good one to follow, especially as he had so large a sum in his possession. So he took the money and pinned it securely to his pocket. Being thus assured of its safety, he started with Daisy the little boat landing where the Kirby sailboat was moored. Jack was a first-class boatman, and Daisy felt perfectly safe with him. They sailed away for the mouth of the harbor in great spirits, under the iniluence of a spanking breeze that sent the boat along at a lively rate. "Well, Daisy, where shall we go now?" asked Jack, after they had gotten well out in the offing. "ATe you game to go as far as those islands yonder-the Three Sisters, as they are called?" "I will go anywhere you wish to take me, dear Jack," replied the girl, confidingly, smiling up into his face. "Then you aren't afraid to venture out so far from shore?" "Not with you, Jack." "Well, I wouldn't take you if I thought there was any danger. We won't be able to get back before sundown, but that will be some time before the Kirbys return. They needn t know we've been off anyway. I'm not going to vol unteer the information, and I don t imagine you will,$0 this will be where we steal the march them," chuckled Merry. He laid the boat's course for the three islands that lay out on the sparkling bosom of the sea like three gorgeous emeralds The further they drew away from the shore the more de lighted Daisy was with the sail. It was a rare treat for her, because the opportunity was seldom a.fforded her. ''It's nice to be rich, don't you think, Daisy? Just think how those summer visitors at the h otels here enjoy life. Nothing to do but to eat, drink and be merry all the live long day. Maybe some day you'll marry a rich young fellow, and then you'll be able to do the grand yourself at a summer re sort." "No, Jack, that will never happen,'' replied Daisy, shak ing her head "Why not? How can you tell what the future may bring forth? I might get rich and marry you myself for all you can tell, that is, if you liked me well enough." "I'll never like any one else but you, Jack," she said, simply. "How do you know you won't? If you saw some of thos e eludes at the hotels you d fall head over heels in love with them right away. iThey've got more style in five minutes than I have in six months. And it's the style that catches the girls, too." "You're good enQti.gh for me," she answered, laying her head on his shoulder. "That's because you haven't seen any one better in your estimation. However, you're a good little girl, Daisy, and whoever marries you will get a prize." "You will alwa .ys be.my brothe'l', Jack, won't you,, even if you find a girl you like better than me?" "Sure, I will, but I don't think I will ever like any other girl bett e r than you. I hope not, at any rate." "So do I, because--b e caus e I don't want any girl to take you away from me," and she hid her face in her hands. "Oh, come now, what's the matter with you? You aren't crying, are you?" "No, I'm not-oh, Jack, it would break my heart ifif--" "If what?" "If-I-los t you," with a sob. "I'm afraid I'll have to marry you, after all, Daisy, some day, just to keep you from los ing me, and to keep me from losing you, for I don't believe I could get along without you. I'd feel lonesome, that's why, when I leave the Kirbys, as I'm going to mighty s oon, I shall carry you off with me, even if I have to steal you." "I don't care if you do run off with me, if Mr. and Mrs. Kirby are never abl'e to find me," she said, with a wistful smile. "They won't find either of us, you can gamble on that. After we get out of the State they wm have a sweet time getting ns back. Well, here we are now, getting close to the islands. I often fish around here, generally on the seaward

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JA!CK IIIERRY S GRIT. 15 side. You ought to see how the mack e r e l bit e when yo u fl.oat a school of them. You can t h a ul the m in quick enough. But they're a mighty skitti s h :fish. They'll take alarm at most anythin g and then, quick as a fl.ash, they're gone, though a moment before millions of them were skip ping about you in every direction." "I wish I could come out with you some day and see you catch them." "I' d like to have you, but Mrs. Kirby wouldn't stand for it." Daisy knew that was true, and didn't say anything'more till Jack ran the sailboat into a small cove and told her he guessed they had time to go ashore for a few minutes. H e st e pped out, tied the boat to a rock, and helped her to land. Then they walked off hand in hand. They hadn't gone very far before Daisy said, pointing ah ead: "I see a big sailboat through the trees." "You' re right. We're not the only ones on the island after all. Might be a party of those hotel dudes. They're fond of sailing around whe n the weather i s n o t too rou gh. I've met them out here more than once, and the only thing I've got against them i s that they always scare the fis h and I have to change my anchorag e." As Jack wanted to show Dai s y a few specimens of the hot e l young men, they kept straight on. Presently they saw smoke risin g in the air. "I'll bet tho s e chaps are ha ving a clam-bake, or somethin g of that sort," said Jack. "They'd s ooner eat a meal of their own cooking than a :first-cla s s dinner at the hotel. That's wh e re they and I differ." Jack and Daisy made their way toward the :fire, and soon came out into an open space, surrounded by tre es, near the shore. The noise they made attracted the attention of three per sons seated around the fire, above the hot coals of which several fish were sizzling in a pan. The three in qu estion-two men and a boy-sprang to their feet in some ala.rm, and w e r e on th e point of making a rush for the little sloop moored close to the beach, when they recognized the intruders. "Why, it's that mutt, Jack Merry, and Daisy Kent, cried the voice of Sandy Maguire. "Let's nab 'em. We owe that lobster a whole lot for doin' us up. You tackle him and I'll grab the girl." Before Jack recovered from the unpleasant surprise occasioned by thi s une x pect e d encounter, he and Daisy were in the hands of the Philis tines. CHAPTER IX. ABOARD THE SLQOP. "So, young feller, we've got you, have we?" exclaimed Buck Baxter, as he and his associate, Jim Larkin, got r. :firm grip on Merry. At the s ame moment Sanely laid hold of Daisy, but the girl this time mustered up enough courage to give him a swinging slap in the face. "Wow!" cried Sandy, angrily. "\.\That do you mean by hittin' me, you little wildcat?" Jack tried to break away from the escaped crooks, but failed. The y trip p ed him up and sat upon him "You hold him, Jim, till I get a rop e to tie him with," said Baxter, starting for the sloop. Larkin ha.cl his hands full doing it, but as he was stronger and bigger than Jack, he managed to hold his own. "Let me alone, you hateful boy!" cried Daisy, trying to get away from Sandy, but she had no more luck than Merry. "Don't you wish I would?" chuckled Sandy. "Now I'm goin' to kiss you," and he did in spite of her screams and resistance. That made Jack furious, and he kept Larkin on the jump trying to hold him down Finally Baxter got back with a rope and between them they s e cured Jack so he was practically helpless. "Leave the girl alone, you little fool," said Baxter ta S a ndv. "And let her run away? Not much!" retorted young 'Maguire. B a xt e r wasted no more words on Sandy, but went over and push e d him away from Daisy. "Now, young lad y," he said, "go and sit alongside your friend." Daisy obeyed without a murmur. "Look h e re," objected Sandy, "that's my girl, do you understand?" "Shut up and attend to them fish if you don't want me to !mock daylight into ,YOU," roared Baxter, in a threaten ing way. Sandy subsided and went to the pan in a. disCDntentecl way. "That kid i s altogether too fl.ippy," growled Baxter to hi s companion. "We ought to have left him behind." "Give him a bat in the jaw, and that'll take some of the con c eit out of him," said Larkin. "That's what I'll have to do if he gives us any morr troubl e Let's have a look at the fish I'm nearly starved. Aft e r we have a bite w e'll consider what we'll do to that chap who brou ght the pincher s Qn to us." The fis h were pronounced done, and so the three fell to and ate the m with the ravenous appetite of people who had fasted s ome time against their wills. When the bones were all picked Baxter ordered Sandy to carry the pan aboard the sloop and stay there. He added a threat that caused Maguire to decamp in short order. Then the two men turned their attention to Jack. "Now, young feller, this is where we get square with you for buttin' into matters that didn't concern you,'' said Baxter. "What shall we do with him, Jim?" "We might toss him into the water, for one thing, and see if he kin float ashore," suggested Larkin, with a scowl. "No," replied Baxt e r, "that's goin' too far." "How about tak:iu' him in to Boston, and sellin' him for a few plunks to the captain of an outward-bound vessel? He'd make a good sailor," grinned Larkin, maliciously. "We might do that. Aud what about the gal? We can't let her go yet awhile. She'd blow on us." 1 "We'll have to take her along and get rid of her in Bos ton in a way that wouldn't put the cops on our track. We

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JACK MERRY'S GRIT. could put her in care of Mother Ryan; the boarding house The prisoners were march e d into th e c abin and l ef t to keeper. She could be kept a prisoner in the old lady's themselves, while Baxter, who seem e d to b e some thin g of house, and held for ransom." a sailor, proceeded to get the boat und e r weigh with the The other ass ented help of his companions. "That's what we'll do with them both, unless we can Then he took charge of the tiller and laid his cour se, a s think of somethin' better before we reach Boston,'' said near as he knew how, for Boston harbor. Larkin. "We'll have to tie the gal's hands to keep her out Jack and Daisy, left to themselves, sat on a bunk on one of mischief." side of the vessel. Having decided on the fate of their prisoners, Daisy's The door of the cabin, looking forward., with its tarhand s were tied, and then the rascals got out their pipes and ni s hed brass-bound steps leading up to the deck, had bee n commenced to smoke. left open, but they couldn t see anything save a kind of "Oh, Jack," said Daisy, in a tone of distress, "are these bulkhead beyonq them. men going to take us away with them?" The mainsail and jib well re e fed, had been spread to the "I'm afraid they are," replied the boy. "But keep up s tiff breeze, and the sloop leaned well ove r und e r the weight your courage. We'll find a way somehow to give them the of the wind. slip bef9re they will have the chance to harm either of us. "Daisy, did they tie your hands tight?" asked Jack. He spoke cheerfully to keep up the girl's courage, but "Try and see if you can work them loose." he was by no means so confident of getting away from the "I'm afraid I can't, Jack," she answered. rascals as he pretended "Try, anyway. I don't propose to give up the ship until "But what will Mrs. Kirby say when I g e t back? She'll I'm at the end of my rope. If you can free your hand s give me a beating and maybe lock me up in my room for I'll show you how you can get my arm s loos e too." a week, like s he once did." Thus encouraged Daisy tried her best to relea s e herself "Don't you worry about Mrs. Kirby. If we get to Bos ton from the rope which h e ld her wrists togeth e r. I don't think we need bother about the Kirbys any more. While she was thus e n g aged Sandy came down :irito the I sha'n't go back myself, and mean to keep you with me. cabin with another cigarette in his mouth. Daisy made no r e ply. He stopped for a moment at the entrance and looked She wasn't quite easy in her mind as to how such an arback, then came to where the pri sone r s wer e seat ed. rangement would work when.it was put to a te s t. "Those chaps ain t gain to do a thin g to you two when She stood in great t e rror of the lady of the Kirby housethey get in to Boston," he said, darkly but without his hold, and had an id e a that Mr s Kirby would find her out former air of triumph. even if she went to the oth e r end of th e world. "I s'pose you came down to crow ove r u s," r e plied Jack, The two rascal s finished their pipes, took a look at the de-resentfully. "It's like you to do su c h a thing." dining sun, which was settin g b e hind a thin veil of haze, "No, I didn t I'm d e ad s ore on them, and I'd like to and then ordered the two young people to get on their feet g e t s quare They ain't treatin' m e right. They kick me and walk down to the shore around as if I didn't have no fee lirr' s I'd stand in with Sandy was sitting on the rise of the small trunk cabin' you if I could see any way of doin' the m up." smoking a cigarette, and he looked grumpy enough to sour "You would?" repli e d Merry, in s ome surprise. milk "Yes I would. I '1at e 'em!" He had come to the conclu s ion that Baxter and Larkin If the tone of his voic e meant anything he certainly were not the kind of men he ca1e d to ass ociate with. showed no friendly feeling for the two crooks on the deck He almost wished that he was back in jail with the above. chances of going to some r e formatory ahead of him. Jack looked at him as if he wasn't quite sure that he He was fully det e rmined to break away from men could trust the young rascal who had a1ways been his e nemy. at the first good chance. Still Sandy app e ared to be in earnest, and Merry had What he would do after that he didn't know. seen Baxter and his companion treat Maguire without He couldn't g o back home to the farm that was certain. much consideration. When he thought he was a safe di s tance from the scene Sandy's grouch agains t his tough companions appar e ntly of his late trouble he intended to write to his father for overshadowed his per s onal feelings again s t M erry h e money, and when he got it he would go out West and see appeared to be in a humor for joinin g i s sue with the priswhat he could do there oners if he could do so without any great risk to hims e lf. 1The sloop lay about twenty feet from the beach. "Well," said Jack, "if you're in earnest just unloosen "Here, kid, fetch the boat ashore," shouted Baxter to Daisy's hands." Sandy. "I dunno as I dare," replied Sandy, doubtfully. "They'd Maguire obeyed the order with no very a,miable expreskick the stuffin' out of me if they knew I did it." sion on his freckled face. "Well, you needn't let her loose. Just. ease the rope up "Step in, you two," said Baxter to the prisoners, in a so it won't hurt her hands so much." tone that compelled their compliance with the order Sandy consented to do this. The two men followed, and then Sandy pushed the boat "If I only knew some way by which I could get s quare off to the sloop with one of the oars. with those fellers and you could help me, I'd let you loose," "Get aboaxd,'' ordered Baxter, looking at Jack. said Sandy, as he eased up the rope about the girl' s wri s t s The boy did so, and Larkin assisted Daisy over the low "If I was free I'd find a way. I'm not afraid of e ith e r si d e or both of them on any kipd of even terms. One of them

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JACK MERRY'S GRIT. lllt -------------------------has got to stancl by the wheel in this wind Suppose the other came down here to look at us. We could both knock him out in no time and that would leave the other chap at our mercy." Sandy, however, didn't have pluck enough to"risk a fight with either They had thoroughly intimidated him, and he was afraid 0 his litJ of both. Not so Jack. He was plucky enough to tackled either, even at a disadvantage to himself. "Oh, Jack, Jack, I believe I'm going to die!" she moaned, after he had l aid her in a bunk "Nonsense! You're just seasick, that's all, but it's a fierce complaint while it lasts There was somebody else seasick on board, too, and that was Sandy Maguire. He was lying on the deck, between the rise 0 the '10w poop, or roof 0 the cabin, and the wheel behind which Baxter and Larkin were sl:flnding, groaning as if life had lost all charms or him the pitching of the sloop increased he stood some danger of sliding overboard, observing which Baxter told his companion to drag him down into the cabin At that moment Larkin stuck his head down the companionway and wanted to know what Sandy was doing in the cabin. Merry was rather surprised to hear an object come roll he ing down the steps, land at the foot in a heap and lie there inert, all the while emitting the most dismal sounds im"Come on deck right away, you little sea cook," roared, "or I'll give you a h'ist with my boot!" Sandy didn't stand on the order of his going. CHAPTER X. C.A.ST .A.SHORE. As soon as Sandy disappeared up the steps, Jack said: "He hasn't got spunk enough to last him over night. I'm sure i he had any backbone at all the pair 0 us could manage to h.-nock those chaps out one at a time. Can you get your hands out 0 tha_t rope now, Daisy?" The girl tried and easily succeeded "Good," said Jack. "Now put your hand into my right trousers pocket, pull out my knife and cut the rope holding my hands." Daisy followed his directions, and inside 0 a few minutes Merry was free. 1 By this time it was growing dark, and the wind appeared to have increased to a small gale The sloop was jumping over the choppy sea at a lively gait and leaning well to the. leeward. The first thing Merry did was to look around the cabin for something that might answer as a weapon, or he was determined to put up a stiff fight agamst the crooks. The sloop was a small coaster that the rascals had evi dently boarded in the night after their escape from the Wexham jail and put to sea in her without taking the trouble to ask the owner's permission. Baxter seemed to be competent to handle her, but whether Larkin had any marine knowledge was a matter 0 doubt. However, Boston wasn't much over 100 miles away by water, i they took the shorte t course, and with air luck they stood a good sho w of reaching their destination. Jack looked through one of the lockers and found a policeman's billy under a pile 0 rough clothing. "That's just the thing to lay a man out with," he said, showing it to Daisy. ".Now, i one 0 those rascals comes down here I'll gi're him a taste 0 it." Night gradually came on and brought with it a further increase 0 the wind. "Oh, dear, I eel so m !" said the girl, who was now white as a sheet from seasickness, which had been coming on her ever since the sloop began to roll. "I'm dead sorry for you, Daisy. I know what you are up against, but you'll have to grin and bear it as best you can." aginable. It was so dark now that Jack couldn't see what it was, but he judged that it must be Sandy, for the dolorous sounds showed that it was alive. "He's sick, too," chuckled :Merry, as he steadied himself by holding on to the bunk where Daisy lay, feeling more dead than alive. Sandy ma,de no effort to alter his pos ition at the foot 0 the steps, so Jack went over to him and, finding him all bunched up, r aised him in his arms and carried him, as limp as a rag, to the other bunk, tumbled him into it: "It looks to me as if the weatoor was growi ng worse and worse," he said to himself. "I hope those chaps will keep the sloop right side up, for if she was to go clean over none of us would stand much of a show for our lives." Jack climbed up the steps and looked forward. He saw that both the jib and mainsail were double -r eefed, but even that reduced canvas seemed too much for the sloop. As a matter of fact, Baxter was aware that he was carry ing too much sail under the circum s tances, but he dared not leave the wheel in Larkin's charge in order to reduce it, nor was his companion competent to take it in himself, so things had to go as they were. To make matters woi;se the sailor crook had lost his bearings in the darkness that shrouded the sea a-nd overcast sky in an impenetrable gloom, and he could only trust to luck for plenty 0 sea room. It happened, unfortunately, that he was driving straight on a most inhospitable stretch of the New England coast. The wind was helping him on to destruction, too, for it was blowing dead on shore. There was no lookout ahead whose sharp eye would prob ably have detected the white line 0 surf as it beat upon the rocks, though hardly in time to ha.ve saved the littl e vessel, or it would have been next to impossible to beat out to sea again from that lee shore. Thus the sloop rushed on to her fate. Suddenly Baxter made out the line 0 surf himself, anb. its dull roar came to his ears during a lull in the gale He uttered an imprecation and whirled the wheel around. As the sloop swung about the wind, swooping down on her, carried her over almost on her beam ends Larkin went over into the sea like a fl.ash, and Baxter, swept from the wheel, followed him. The wheel turned buck when released from his grip and

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18 J.A.OK MERRY'S GRIT. the vesse l rig h ted herself, and was swept rig h t in on the rocks, c o vered at one moment by the tumultuous waters, an d the n p o u ring d own cascades from their sides as the waves receded. It seemed as if a n othe r moment would n o t only seal the fa te o f t h e c r aft, but that of the three unconscious inmates of t h e litt l e cab in The s u d d en caree n ing of the sloop had t aken Jack off h is fe e t and h e fell alongs ide the l ocker underneath the bunk on w hich D aisy lay. The g irl h erself was cast agairtst the side of the cabin, whil e t h e miserabl e Sandy dumped out of his berth on top of M e r ry The vessel took p robabl y a ton of water aboard over her lee s ide, a n d when it came rushing down into the cabin, like a min i atur e wat erfa ll and set the p l ace awash J ack gave hims elf and hi s c o m p a n ions up l ost Sure l y they wer e foun dering out in the w il d sea. But no-the s loop swept u p into the wind and darted ahead a ga in. Jac k did not know, t h o u gh, t hat a l o n g stretch o f rocky shore lay right acr oss her path. A kindl y Providence, however, was watching over their youn g live s at tha t moment The r e w a s o n l y o ne spot for more than a mile up and dow n tha t c oast where they had the g host of a chance for e s c a pe-tha t w as a c h asm in the rocks dead ah e ad A great wave f o ll owing t he s loop lifted and flung her, strai ght a s an arrow, r i g h t into that lru:ge cleft, the sides of which w e re n ear l y pe r pendicu lar. Nothin g e lse c ould have saved them, as, had they struck the rock out s ide the li ttle craft would have been dashed to piece s an.d its :fragments, with those in the cabin, have dis app e ared in t h e u ndertow As it w as, the cleft was not four feet more than the width of the s loop and as the waves hurled her up into it, the boom w as thro w n fore and aft with great violence, causing the ma s t to s n ap short off, the whole wreck falling across the c abin e ntranc e making prisoners of those be low for the time being. CH APTE R X I. THE CHASM IN THE CLIFFS. J ack had j us t pushed Sandy away from him and was s t agge rin g to his feet when the awful shock came, and h e and San dy p e r formed a few odd circus tricks before they fetched up a gainst t h e stern-po s t of the sloop a n d lay tl1ere half s tlmn e d in a foo t o f wate r. Dai s y had been t umb l ed a ll i nto a heap in her bunk and she l ay the r e sh iverin g with terro r w h ich a l most got the beher of her seas i c kness. She was conscious that something dreadfu l had happened, for the motion o f the s loop had now ceased completely At the s a me time the t h under of the surf at the base of the rocks filled h e r ears, whi ch, ming led with the shriek of the wind a s it s wept into the chasm, convinced her that h e r la s t hour h a d c om e Another g r()_at wave, s t r i ki n g t h e stern of t h e s loop j arred the craft :from stem to stern and p u shed her further into the cleft Wave afte r wave s ucceed ed, but their effe ct on the craft was as nothin g c ompar e d with what had gone before. A s Jac k pull e d himscH toge th e r he realized that the sloop wa s a s hor e som e w he r e He g ot on hi s feet, for the c a bin was almost on a level k e el, though inclined somewhat upward in the direction of her bows. Ile, too, heard the ro a r of the surf, but the sound was only what h e cxp e cteu und e r the circum s tances Reachin g aro und in the darkne ss, he grasped Sandy by the collar and t r ie d to raise him "Brace u p w ill you We're on the rocks somewhere," he said to him. "Oh, lor', let me alone," groaned Sandy, dismally "I'm dyin' as fast as I can Merry hau l e d him out of the poo l of water and the n dTOppe d him, as he was anxious to see how Daisy had come out of the cra s h. He felt his way to her bunk and found he r huddled up in a bunch "Daisy! D a i sy!" he cri e d s haking her by the s hould e r "Oh, Jack, i s that you?" s he answered, in a weak voice, graspin g him conv ul s ivel y by the a rm. "Don't l eave m e !" "You' re not hurt, are you?" he asked, with some an x i e ty "I don t ]mow, but I'm dreadfully frightened. What has happ e n e d ? "'11h e s loop has g one ashore somewhe r e on the coast. Don t you hear the surf?" "I h e ar a t e rrible roaring I thought we were sinking a own in to the ocean." "We ar e amon g the rocks, I'm s ure, but it's funny that the waves don t seem to be b eating against the vessel to any extent. Only upon the s t ern, and not s o hard at that. "Oh, Jack, that wa s a t errib le crash when the vessel struck, and the n som e thing fell on the deck above I thou ght the ro o f was caving in." "That was the m a st, I g uess, which broke off: Y ou are sure lhat you're not injurecl in any way?" "Yes. I'm only s ick and w e ak," s he rep l ied "Well, lie still till I g o o n deck and take a look around Tho s e two rascal s mu s t have been swept overboard, or on to the roc k s els e they had been d own h e r e I should think be for e this." "I hate to hav e you l e ave me, Jack," said Daisy, wist fully "Oh, I'v e g ot to see how things s tand. It may be neces s ary for u s to get away from th e s loop a s soon as po s sible in order to save our lives, thou g h as far as I can. ni.ake out w e seem to b e out of immediate danger." He fumbled around in his pocket for his match safe, which was practically water tight, opened i t, took out a match and struck it on the bunk. The b l ue flame l ighted up the cabin wit h a g h ostly sort of glow. 'l'here was nothing the matte r with the p l ace outside the pool of water around the s ternpost l: Merry went to the companion l adde r and sta r ted to reach the deck. He soon found an obstac l e in h i s path. This was the canvas of the mainsa il w h ic h covered a l arge part of the deck

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. I JACK MERRY'S GRIT. 19 Jack couldn't :find an opening anywhere, and he found it impossible to drag the sail aside so he could get out. There was only one thing to do, and that was to cut it, so he whipped out his jackknife and soon slit a square hole large enough to permit him to get out. Pushil).g his head and shoulders through, he could dimly make out that the sloop was stuck into a chasm of a great, rocky wall, whose sides towered skyward and were lost in the darkness. Ri s ing higher, so that he could look over the trunk roof of the cabin, he could see ridges of white froth rolling in from the ocean, dashing themselves ori the rocks and cover ing the sloop, himself included, with clouds of spray. "The sloop is evidently high and fast upon the rocks," de cided Jack, "and not in any immediate da:q.ger of going to pieces. We've had a most remarkable escape. I guess Baxter and his pal are out of business for good, for there's no sign of either on deck. They're probably ge tting all that's coming to them by this time. I don't see that the three of us can c1o anything better than remain in the cabin until morning. We'll be safe enough there." When he returned to the cabin he lit another match and took a second survey of the place. He was uncommonly well pleased to find a lantern ready for lighting hanging near the sternpost. He took it down, lighted it and hung it up again. This dispersed the gloom and made the cabin quite cheer ful. Then he looked at his companions. The stoppage of the vessel showed an improve;ment in their conditions. Both were fast asleep-Sandy snoring like fun. Jack did not feel very comfortable, with his lower gar ments sodden and wet about his limb s so he thought he would remedy the matter if he could. "There must be a small galley forward under the deck. I'll go there, start a fire and dry my clothes," he thought. He made his way to the bows over the wreckage, foun,d and uncovered a scuttle hole, and dropping through it, dis covered a narrow room, coming to a point at the heel of the bowsprit, furnished with two rude bunks, a small cooking stove and a collection of pans and other articles connecterl with a cooking department. Therfl was a supply of kindling wood and coal in a box, and so Merry presently had a bright fire burning, close to which he hung his pants and such other garments as hap pened to be wet. He placed his soaked shoes under the stove, and then lay down on one of the bunks to wait till his things were dry enough to put on again. Rolling himself up in a blanket he began to muse upon his latest adventure. 'l'he monotonous roll of the surf and the whistling,, wincl soon had a lulling effect upon his senses, and long the somolenf god Morpheus had him tightly clasped in his clutches. The next thing he knew was that it was bright daylight. "My gracious!" he exclaimed, "I must have slept several hours. Here it is morning." He hustled into his clothes and sprang on deck to take a good survey of the situation of the wreck. He found the sloop in about the position he had figured on the night before-cast illto a cleft of the cliffs which at this point rose all of a hundred and fifty feet above the level of the sea. He could not tell just what part of the coast it was tl;.ey were cast away on, but judged that it was a considerable distance to the east of Boston. Looking out through the opening of the roch.7 cleft, he saw that the oce;m was still roughly agitated after the late gale. Wave after wave rushed in and lashed the shore as if it meant to bore its wa.y through under the base of the cliffs. While he stood gazing about upon the seascape he saw Sandy Maguire's head rise through the hole in the canvas that he had cut away the night before. The little rascal looked around in no little astonishment, and finally emerging altogether from the cabin scuttle, he approached Merry. "Well," remarked Jack, "I see you're on deck again in two senses of the term." "We're wrecked, aren't we?" he answered. "Where's Baxter and Larkin?" He looked around in a way that showed he was not anx ious to meet them again. "You know as much about the matter as I do," replied Jack. "Aren't they aboard the sloop?" "No. They di s appeared, I guess, about the time the sloop struck." "Then they're dead?" said Sandy, in a tone of satisfac tion. "If they aren't they must have as many lives as a cat. Is Daisy awake?" Sandy shook his head. "Whereabouts are we?" he asked. "Somewhere along the coast." "What part of the coast?" "I give it up." "How are we goin' to get out of this hole?" "Climb out, I should say." "What! Climb up them tall rocks?" "I don't see how else we're going to leave the place. If we had a balloon we might sail out, but as we haven't we'll have to get out the best way we can." "I never could climb up there," said Sandy, with a feariul glance upward. "Can't we get out by the beach?" "I don't see any beach in the neighborhood-nothing but foam-covered rocks." "Oh, lor', I wish I had somethin' to eat." "I wouldn't object to a, porterhouse steak and fixings myself," grinned "Well, I'm going below to rouse Daisy out. She's slept lop.g enough He found the girl just opening her eyes. "How do you feel this morning, Daisy?" he asked. "I feel pretty good, Jack," she replied. "Is it morning?" "That's what it is. Tumble out and come on deck with me." She was amazed at the sight that met her eyes when he led her up the companion ladder. After many exclamations of astonii;hment she wa.nted to know how they were going to from their predica... ment. Jack told her that the only way was by the cliff.

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10 J.A,CK MERRY'S GRPI'. "I n ever can climb up she said "That's what Sandy says, but I guess you both will man age to do it. They hastened their steps somewhat and finally reached the turn in the road. Meny had already studied the face of the rock, and he pointed out a rough path by which he figured the ascent might be accomplished. "I'll help you, Daisy, and I think we had better star t at once, as nothing is to be gained by remaining here Of course the gir l was willing to go anywhere that Jack went, for she had the greatest confidence in his judgment, so Merry led her off the sloop on to the rocks, and they be gan the risky climb together Sandy, not desirous of remaining alone on the wreck, f ollowed t h e i r examp l e w ith a somewhat quaking hea r t CH APTER XII. D R EDWARD BRAr OH. Jack, with his arm around Daisy, grad,ually climbed the precipitous side of the cliff, and after a quarter of an hour of severe toil, arrived at the summit, when they sat down on a boulder to recover'themselves. Looking down, they could see Sandy, slowly and labori ously, following in their footsteps r.rhe sky was clear, the sun an hour high above the distant w atery horizon, and the wind was blowing a sixknot breeze. "It's my opinion, Daisy," said Merry, as he surveyed the depths below, and the expanse of troubled water beyond, "that we're just as well out of that." T he gir l agreed with him, of course, and the n asked in what direction they were to go. "Straight in l and, I should say," he answered. "The prospect from here of a long tramp before we strike civiliza t ion looks good. But, still you can't tell We may run a c ross a farm beyond that rise." The outlook was certainly not encouraging On one side was the surging ocean, on all other sides a vast expanse of banen, hilly ground which formed the top ?f the cliffs By this time Sandy reached the summit and threw him self, quite exhausted, on the ground Jack and Daisy 'llere r e ady to proceed, but waited for Maguire to recover him s elf. "Come on, Sandy, brace up!" said Jack .at length "It's t ime we were looking for our breakfast." The \YOrkl breakfast galvanized the young rascal into action, for he was desperately hungry. They pToceeded over a flat stretch of vcrdureless gro u nd and then began to descend a gentle declivity As they continued their walk inland they came to a road, a nd Jack regarded this as a favorable sign th.at they might shortly expect to reach a house. 1 They turned into it, and after proceeding for perhaps a quarter of a mile, they saw a thin whisp of smoke rising above a grove of stunted pines where the road turned oII t o the right. "I guess we'll find a house beyond thpse trees," said J ack, hopefully "Then we'll be able to find out where we are, and probably get omething to cat." "I cl.on't care where we arc as l ong as I can get t o fill up on," said Sandy, l icking his hu n gry chops i n an ticipatio:q. of a meal. Here they got a better view of the surrounding land scape, and made out green fields and pastures in the dis tance, with plenty of trees, but no houses. 'The h ouse they h ad expected to find beyond the trees was not there, but, instead, they saw before them, drawn well out o f t he road, a kind of covered caravan, not unlike a prairie "schooner," with a pair of horses staked out on the grass, and a big dog lying beneath the wagon A middle aged man of. somewhat imposing appearance, in a curious, long dressing-gown, and a kind of Turkish smoking cap, was bending over a fire kindled on the grass, whereon a huge coffee-pot was simmering gently. The man was singing to himself as he broiled some pieces of bacon on a gridiron, and he made a rather odd picture in that solitary situation "Gee What have we here?" ejacu l ated Merry, while Daisy looked her surprise At that moment the dog, their approach, sprang to his feet and rushed at them, furiously. This attracted the 'man's attention, and turning partly around, he looked at them over his shoulder. Jack didn't like the warlike attitude of ihe dog, who looked big and savage enough to make a meal off the three of them, So he picked up the broken limb o.f a tree and p l aced himself in a posture of defense. t A sharp "'whistle from the crouching man brought the animal to a growling halt, which, being followed by a word of command, caused the beast to return to his master rather unwillingly. The young people were disappointed in not finding a house and a possible breakfast. Sandy felt particularly downcast, for a whiff of the fry ing bacon reaching his nose set his appetite on such an edge that the expression on his face looked like that of 11. fam ished hyena. "I'll have to speak to this man," said Jack. "He's a t;ave l ing quack, judging from the sign on the canvas cover ing the wagon He ought to be well acquainted with the country around about." Leaving his companions in the road, Merry advanced with some caution, for he entertained a wholesome respect for the dog The strange man rose to his feet, frying pan in hand, and awaited the boy's approach with some curiosity His appearance was now tall, well built and somewhat commanding. His eyes were dark and piercing, and he was smoothly shaven. "Good morning, sir," said Jack, politely. "Good morning, young man. You three young people are abroad early. I see you come from the direction of the cliffs. I >Yasn't aware there were any houses for many miles in that direction." "We haven't seen any, that's why we arc walking this way." "Indeed," replied the man, eyeing J\fony curiously. "May I inquire where you live?" "Well, we have been living in the village of Barmouth, some miles clown the coast, but we are making a change." "Barmo u th, eh? I know the place I stopped there Sat-

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JACK MERRY'S GRLT. 21 =====-===================;:========-=urday. It is all of thirty miles from here So you've been living there and you say you're on the move. Do you mean to say you have walked all the way to this point, and by the cliff road ? "Well, hardly that. We came by a sloop as far as a chasm in the rocks along the shore, then, as the vessel was wrecked there last night, there was nothing for us to do but climb the cliff and try to find our way to the nearest town or village Perhaps you will be so kind as to direct us. You seem to be a traveling doctor, and probably you know the lay of the land around here. It will be a great favor, as we haven't the slightest idea where we shall be able to find even a farmhouse." The strange man appeared to be greatly interested in Jack's statement "If what you tell me is the truth, you appear to be in hard luck. And you have a girl with you, too. You'd better stop and have breakfast with me. I am bound fo the village of Whitefield, some miles distant, and it will give me pleasure to give you a ride as far as that place, or even further, if you have no settled plans as to your destination." am very much obliged to you for the invitation and promise of a ride, and we will glady accept your hospitality if we do not put you to too much trouble." "Don't mention such a thing, young man. I am a citizen of fJ:ie world-that is, I am always on the move. The wagon represents my home and my business My name is Dr. Edward Branch. To my intimates I an1r known as Doc. You may address me by the latter, but not in public. I hold a diploma from the Philadelphia College of Medicine, so you see I am not absolutely a quack, though doubtless my brother physicians would style me one, owing to the unprof essional method I am taking to relieve the various ills that :flesh is heir to. I have invented a number of nos trums which I compound myself, en route, and sell at first hand among the people. It is my ambition to accumulate a sufficient fund that will enable me to locat e permanently in some large town where I can start a laboratory for the manufacture and sale through the trade of my different preparations. There is a fortune in it, but it takes money to ma1rn money, and therefore I have been obliged to go slow. What is your name, young man?" "My name is Jack Merry, sir. I am an orphan, and so is my girl companion, whose name is Daisy Kent The bqy standing in the road with her is Sandy Maguire, whose father is a farmer near Barmouth. There are good reason s why it would not be well for him to return to hi3 home, which it possible I may mention later. I hope, however, you will not turn him down on that account, for though he has not been a friend to Daisy and myself, we intend to stand by him for the present." "I never meddle with matters that do not concern me, young man Go and bring up your companions. I will have an additional of bacon put on the gridiron, and a fresh pot of coffee made to supply your immediate wants.'' Accordingly, Jack i.o the place where Daisy and Sandy were stancli.ng, and told them that Dr. Edward Branch had invited them all to partake of his al fresco breakfa s t, after which he bad promi sed them a lift as far as the village of Whitefield, or possibly further, if they wished to go on. Sandy was in ecstasy when he heard that he stood a good chance of getting something to eat, and impatiently took the l ead up to the fire. Jack introduced his companions individually to the trav eling physician, and the doctor welcomed them to such hos pitality as he had to offer. .As a preliminary to the feast the doctor distributed three tin cups of hot coffee to his hungry guests, and then pro ceeded to make a fresh supply. He cut some more bread and handed the already cooked bacon to Daisy and Jack. Merry, however, said he would wait and eat with the doc tor, as he knew Sandy was famished, and that it would only be adding to his torture to see the food disappear be fore his eyes. Dr. Branch rega1fc:led Jack's self denial with much favor, and instantly took a great fancy to him The doctor did not spare his provender, and when the meal was finished everybody had eaten as much as they wished. Daisy volunteered to wash up the few dishes that figu.ied in the meal, and the physician accepted her services with an encouraging smile. He a sked both Jack ancl the girl many questions while they were their replies had s uggested a plan to his mind. While Daisy was heating a pan of water over the replen ished fire in which to wash the dishes and gridiron, and Sandy was taking solace in a cigarette, the doctor took Jack aside and laid his idea before him. "Young man, how would you and Miss Daisy like to en ter my for a while? I am in great need of a boy to help me compound my various remedies. The one I had took French leave about a week ago, and his loss has occasioned me considerable inconvenience, and I may say also a loss of trade, for he was an admirable singer and mimic, and always drew a crowd by his inimitable performance Now, I could make use of Miss Daisy, I think, as a drawing card. She has a sweet and attractive face, and if she can sing at all I will be able to develop her talent in that direc tion to a considerable extent, and I have no doubt I shall be able to find some latent ability in yourself. By your own statement neither of you have a home or any settled plan of action as yet. I think you can't do better than take up with my proposition. I will pay you a fair wage, and your expenses will be nil. What do you say?" Jack was taken by surprise, and for a moment remained silent. With the s um of $1,900 in his possession he was in a more independent position than the traveling doctor dreamed of. .At the same time Merry had no very clear idea how he would be able to utilize that money to the best advantage In thinking the matter over he had about concluded that the most sensible thing for him to clo was to find a job first and not risk his money in any business until he had looked the field of enterprise well over and decided what he was b e st fitted for The proposal of Dr. Branch was not so bad under present circumstances, especially as it included Daisy, and would relieve him of her support, as well .as his own. Then there was novelty in it. PAGE 23 J.ACK MERRY'S GRlfT, They would have a chance to see a bit of the world at The doctor drove up in front of the postoffice and came the doctor's expense, and he could pick up a lot of experito a halt. ence that would be of great assistance in the future. A small platform was unshipped from the bottom of the "I'll speak to Daisy al;iout it," he said to the doctor. "If wagon and placed at the rear end of the vehicle. she's willing to go with you, and you can provide suitable A piece of white canvas, on which was painted the doc accommodations for her, it is likely I'll agree to make ::t tor's name and the nostrums he was offering a suffering trial of it." public, was placed around it s o as to make an enclosed space This was satisfactory to him, and so Jack broached the two feet high, which the do9tor, in a flowing robe and white matter to his fair companion. beard and flowing wig, took possession of with a camp "I'm willing to go wherever you go, Jack," she said, chair and his banjo. trustfu lly. "I know you will protect me, and I could not He played several lively tunes in fine sty le, !l.Ild then sang bear to be separated from you." in a splendid, mellow voice a darky song, that caught the "All right," replied Merry, and he closed arrangements gathering crowd at once. with the doctor. Jack then brought out the table, which was concealed by He then confided to the ihe circumstances sura black cloth covered with stars, crescents and odd hiero rounding Sandy Maguire, and asked him if he would help glyphics in gold, on which was a mahogany box containing him to esca.pe into another S:tate. samples of his stock-in-trade. "I am afraid I should be breaking the law by giving as-Jack was dressed in the oriental garments of his predesistance to an escaped pri s oner," he said; "but as I am not cessor, which set off his good looks so well as to cause a supposed to know his true character I guess I can afford flutter among the village girls who came that way. to stretch a point as a favor to you." "Hear ye! Hear ye! Hear ye! I am the renowned and So it was decided to take Sandy with them for the presonly Dr. Edward Branch, late physician extraordinary to ent. the Sultan of all the T urkies, now making a tour of the The morning was spent by the doctor in trying Daisy's United States of America on a mission of benevolence to voice, which he found to be admirably adapted to his purthe people at large," began the dwtor, following with much pose, and teaching her a couple of songs to the accompanimore to the same effect ment of a banjo, in the playing of which he was an expert. Then he proceeded to call attention to the various remeFinding that Jack was a lso a good singer, he arranged dies he had for sale at the low price of twenty-five cents a a duet for them, which they were to learn and pra.ctice bottle or box but which, h e a ss ured his audience, were com later. pounded of such rare and valuable ingredients, only to be He likewise instructed Merry in a dialogue that he and found in the wilds of Thibet, Hindo st an and Chinese Tarthe boy were to indulge in fo"r the entertainment of a crowd tary, and which he had brought to America with him, as to after it was collected. be absolutely and without contradiction worth their weight Daisy and the doctor prepared the noon-day meal toin solid gold. gether, and after it was eaten Jack and Sandy harnessed The doctor succeeded in disposing of several dolla.rs' up the te11m and the doctor started on the road to Whiteworth of his stuff, and finding that the crowd rwas thinning field. out, he brought Daisy out and exhibited her to the admiring CHAPTER XIII. HOW DR. BRANCH DID BUSINESS. The interior of the roomy wagon was :fitted up with chests of drawers, a couple of bunks, a collapsible table, two camp chairs, a goodsized oil stove on which the doctor usually cooked his meals, though when the opportunity offered he preferred the more primitive out-door style, and also heated the ingredients used in the composition of his nostrums, a mortar and pestle, and various other things. Daisy and Jack sat on the front seat with Dr. Branch, while Sandy was perfectly contented to ride behind with his legs dangling out and his customary cigarette in mouth. As they approached the village Jack advised Sandy to keep under cover during their stay in Whitefield, as a de scription of his person might be in the hands of the con stables, who would be only too glad to arrest him and caTI'y him back to W exham, as they would, no doubt, make some thing by it. Accordingly, as soon as they entered the main street, the young rascal became invisible, and was not seen again for some hours. passers-by. Sitting within the wagon he began an accompaniment and the girl s ang one of her songs with such effect as to attract a fresh crowd Then the doctor went outside, and making a new har angue, sold a couple more dollars' worth of his medicines. '1t happened that a chap on his way to the dentist's came by with his jaw in a sling The doctor spied him at once. "Have you the toothache, my friend?" he inquired. The young fellow admitted that he had a corker. "And you are going to the dentist's, I, suppose?" con tinued the c1octor. The young man said he was, but wished he wasn't. "Come here, and permit me to examine your tooth. I will stop your toothache so quick that you won't know you ever had one. My infallible toothache remedy is a wonder in its way, and I sha'n't charge you a cent for the demonstrar tion. If I do not cure you instantly in tho presence of these intelligent citizens of Whitefield, I will admit that there is something wrnng with my method." The doctor took a bottle of his stuff, a piece of eotton in his :fingers, and jumped to the ground. The patient looked nervous and declared he was suffering great pall. PAGE 24 JACK MERRY'S GRIT. "I hope you won't hurt me," he said "There's no such word as hurt in my dictionary," the doctor. The crowd looked on with intense interest while Dr. Branch app lied the saturated piece of cotw.n to the aching molar. The young chap happened to be well known in to,wn and this fact added to the expectation of the multitude. "Now, press your jaws together and hold them so for one minute," said the doctor. The patient did so, with a convulsion of the face. Inside of fifteen seconds pain began to abate and in exactl y one minute his toothache was gone. He threw up his hat with a cry of satisfaction, and the crowd voiced its approval. "Here's a dollar for curing my tooth," said the grateful chap. "Not a penny," replied the doctor, waving the money away. "You may buy a bottle of the remedy for a quarter, or :five bottles for the dollar to distribute among your friends, if you wish, otherwise you are welcome to the cure." "Give me five bottles," said the young man, eagerly. "Full directions for applying it are on the bottles," said the doctor, handing over the :five phials. Almost everybody in the crowd wanted a bott l e now, and Dr. Branch did a land-office business in the remedy for the next fifteen minutes, for the news of the astonishing cure spread up and down the street with great rapidity, and brought many customers who would not otherwise have joined the crowd. The wagon remained in front of the postoffice a ll the afternoon, the doctor drawing a fresh crowd at intervals, and he added a good many dollars to his excheque r before he pulled up stakes. He afterwards stopped at a general store and at a butcher's and laid in a good supply of food for himself and hi s people, after which they left town by the main turnpike This was the signal for Sandy to reappear once more at the rear of the wagon. Daisy took charge of the culin ary operations, and a.t sundown announced that supper was ready. It was laid out on the folding table, but everybody had to take his plate in his lap to eat, though there was room for the coffee cups on the table. The horses and dog were fed liberally, and then the wagon went on a short distance further till they sighted a farmhouse. Taking Daisy by the hand, Jack, with the doctor's in structions, marched up to the house and asked to hire a ni ght's lodging for the g irl. He readily obtained it for her and, after paying :fifty cents to the lady of the house, retm"Iled to the wagon, which was drawn up in the adjacent lane. The horses were tied to a large oak tree, and the dog, which had already made friends with Jack and Daisy, but regarded Sandy with suspicion, curled himself up under the wagon and went to sleep. Jack found the doctor and Sandy playing dominoes when h e got back, and took a hand at the game himself. ) At ten o'clock the proprietor of the vehicle declared it was time to turn in. To Jack was allotted the bunk formerly occupied by hi s predecessor, and Sandy made his bed near the rear of the wagon on a couple of b l ankets. Before turning in Merry was told to see that the lanterns hanging at the front and rear of the wagon were all right. He found they were, and also that the night was a fine one, and likely to remain so. Apparently there was nothing to disturb the trio but the usual nocturnal sounds of a summer night in the country, and they were soon asleep, as was also Daisy, long before that, in a s nug little bed at the farmhouse. CHAPTER XIV. IN WHICH JACK AND DAISY MAKE A CHANGE OF BASE. Jack was the first up next morning soon after sunrise. He took down the l amps and then looke d after the horses, giving them a rubbing-down and providing them with food and water. By that time Sandy tumbled out, but there was nothing particu l a r for him to do. Dr. Branch appea red at s ix o 'clock and gave Sandy a job with the pestle a n d mortar, which he thought great fun at first, but soon wearied of. "The run on the toothache remedy yesterday cleaned my stock out," said t he doctor to Jack, "so we'll have to make another s upply this morning b efore we go on to_ Windsor, the next village on our .rout e As it i s more than probable that Daisy will get her breakfast at the farmhouse we had better get ours right away. Keep your compan ion Sandy, at the mortar, so that I'll be abl e to get the toothache drops started immediately after breakfast." So Jack made Sandy get a move on, while the doctor was preparing the meal, though the young rascal protested that he had a sore arm "What made it sore? There wasn't anything the matter with it when you first in," said Jack. "I didn't know it was sore then," growled Sandy. "Well, the doctor says you've got to do s omething for your board and lod ging, and for your transportation. You wasn't asked to do a thing yesterday If you make a kick now he's liable to leave you behind at the ne xt village, and in that case you' ll have something of a job getting out of the St.ate." 9 His words scared Sandy, wlio didn't want to be l eft behind, so he got busy, with many grimaces, and fini shed tho job by the time breakfast was ready. Dr. Branch sent Jack to the farmhouse to buy som e milk and to fetch Daisy. He found her at the breakfast table. She h ad made hers.elf s o exceeding l y popular with thn family that they didn't want to lose her in a hurry. So Jack got the milk, f!.D.d a number of other things which were pressed upon him, for nothing, and came back with out the gi rl. The whol e of the morning was passed in manufacturin g a good supp l y of the toothache remedy and bottling it. Sandy was employed in pasting the label s on and wrapping it up in pink slips of paper. Daisy turned up in time to prepare 9inner, and after it was eaten the horses were hitched to the wagon again and they started on for Windsor, PAGE 25 24 JACK : MERRY S G RIT. fl'hey reache d ibat villa g e at Lalf-pas t one and the scenes of the prec e d ing afternoo n wer e re-enacted. In thi s m a nn e r t hey proce e Jed for several clays and were gradually approa c hi ng th e 8Lni.e line b y s hort stag es, when something happen e d i h at gave Jack and Dai s y a rude jar for the tim e b e ing, a nc1 l e d to t h e severa nce of Sandy Ma g u ire's relations with Dr. B ranch's c aravan. 'rhey had ente r e d the town of Corni s h, and the doctor was doing business in fron t of the postoffice as usual, whe n J ack, who was circulatin g bills of "Dr. Branch's preparations in the crowd, noticed a man on the edg-e of the gathering who quite took hi s bre ath away. This man, who had ju s t joined the crowd, and was gaz i ng eagerly at the platfonn whe re Dai s y was singing one of h er songs, was no other than Cyru s Kirby Gee!" breathe(l Jack, watchin g him with a ll eyes. "He g o t a clue to u s somehow anc1 has followed t h e wag on to t his p lace. J ow that hc!s seen Dai sy, and is sure we are with the doctor, he'll g e t an offic er and have us arrested. "Even if he doesn' t both e r with m e h e' ll assert his authority over Dai sy, and tak e h e r ba c k t o Barmouth, and I'll have to follmr, for I n e v e r mean to desert her. Som e thing must be done to thwart his inte ntion s P e rhaps th e doc tor will be abl e to advise m e Wh a t e v e r e do mu s t b e done quick ly, or the game will be in hi s h a nd s ." J ust then Dai s y :finishe d h e r song, amid loud app l ause, an d r etired into the wagon, kissin g her hands to the c rowd. J ack saw Cyru s deta c h himself from the gather in g ancl s tart off down th e street a t a livel y rate "He's g one for a p o liceman and will b e b ack s hortly, pre pa red to enforce his claim. I mu s t get busy!' The doctor was on the pl atfor m haranguing the p eopl e J ack rushed to the front th e w ag on, mounted to the dash board, stepped quickly into the wagon and to l d Dai s y to ptit on h er hat She looked surprised. I've just seen Mr Kirb y,'' h e whi s p e red in her ear "He was in the crowd outside wat c hin g you while you were sing ing. He' s gon e for an office r, I'm sure, to force you .to go away with him." "Oh, Jack! cried the girl turning white. "What shall I do?" "You must come with m e at once I'll outwit him b y c arr y ing you tff myself b e for e h e g ets back. The Kirbys shall n rv cr get you in their clut c hes a.gain if I can h e lp it, you may d e p e nd on that." Dais y began putting on h e r hat in a fl.utt e r of apprehen sion and excitem e nt, while J ack ru s h e d t o the reD;l' of the wagon and interrupted the doc tor at hi s bu s iness "I want to see you a moment on a very important matter. It is urgent,'' s aid the boy. Dr. Branch saw by the expres s ion of M e rry' s f ace and h is perturbed manner that something was up, and he stepped back into the wagon at once. "What's the trouble?" he inquired. "Daisy and I have got to l eave you for a whi le, at least.' said Jack. "Leave me!" exclaimed the doctor, aghast. "Yes. Mr Kirby was in the crowd just now and spotted Drus y while she was singin g Somebody mu s t have put him o n to the fact that she and I are with you, and he's followed tho wagon to make sure. .As soon as Daisy retired he starte d off h ot-foot, and I'll bet h e's g on e for a n officel'. W e ll, we mustn't be here when he g e ts back. I'm goin g to Lah her ou t of town right away. Wh e reabou ts in N e w Hampshire shall we rejoin you?" Dr. Branch was surpri sed and put out by the state o.f matters, but he recognized the neces s ity of an immediat e change of base on the part of Jack and Dai sy. "You'll need money to travel and for your expenses for a few days," he said, drawing several bills from his pbc k e t. "Here, take these. It's fortunate that this town is on the railroad Go to the station and buy tickets for Rochester, .r ew Hampshire. When you reach that town take the north ern division of the Bos ton & Maine for Wake.field. Put up at the Wakefield House and wait there till I call for you. "All right," replied Jack. "Good by till I see you again. So l ong, Sandy, I'll see you l ater Where are you and Daisy goin' ?" a s ked Maguire, who had not heard the conve rsation between the doctor and Merry, for it had been carried on in a low tone "Wc!r e going out of town on bus ines s," replied Jack. "Come, Daisy H e helped her down to the sid e walk and they started up the street at a qui c k pa ce, while the doctor resttm e d busi ness with t h e crowd, which had thinned somewhat during hi s abs ence Hardly h ad they turne d the neare s t corner when Cyrus Kirby and a pol iceman put in their appearance before the wagon. Without paying any atte ntion to Dr. Branch, they mount e d the dashboard, and Kirby, pulling the canvas front a s ide, looked in The onl y occupant of the inte rior was Sand y who was seate d on a camp s tool s moking a cigarette. Kirby didn t recogniz e him at firs t, and not s e ein g Dais y he s t e pped over the seat and e nter e d the wagon to inve s ti gat e Sandy looked up, and whe n he saw Mr. Kirby, he starte d up in d i s may Then Mr Kirby knew him "What, you here?" exclajmed the roadhouse man, m gr eat s urprise. "Don't have me arrest ed, Mr. Kirby," whin e d Sand y "You' re after Daisy and Jack, ain't y ou? W e ll, they ju s t l eft the wag on in a hurry and Jack s aid they w e re goin' out of town on business." "Which way did the y go?" demanded Mr Kirby, impa tiently "Dunno. I didn't take notic e," repli e d Sandy, in shaky tones "How l ong have they been gone?" "About five minutes "Diel they go to the station?" "I guess th e y clid,'' ans w e red Sandy hopin g to get rid of Mr Kirby so that he coul d get a chance to light out. "Offic er," sa i d Mr. Kirby, "do you know when the next train that s tops at this town i s due at the station?" The policeman look e d at his watch "There's an accommodation for Bo s ton, stopping at all way stations, that is due in eight minutes "All right, I must l eave you and try to intercept it, for I b e l ieve the girl and boy I came aiter are on their way to catch it. In the meantim e you can arrest thi s youn g ra s cal PAGE 26 JACK MERRY'S GR1JT. 25 here, and take him to the station house. His name is Sandy Mag uire. Ile e s caped from the Wexham j Sunday morn ing with two pro.fessionaJ crooks." Mr. Kirby sprang out of the wagon and started in a hurry for the stat ion. The policeman stepped into the wagon and told Sandy he'd have to go with him. The young rascal threw up the sponge and yielded as meek as a lamb When Dr. Branch re-entered the wagon a few minutes later he missed Sandy, and wondered where he'd gone to, for the doctor intended to press him into service in Merry's place. Thinking he might be out in front, he went forward and look ed around. There was no sign of him until the doctor casually glanced down the street Then the mystery of his absence was explained. A policeman holding him by the collar was marching him off. Then Dr. Branoh realized, with some vexation, that he was once more thrown on his own resources. CHAPTER XV. MAKING A MAN OF HIMSELF. The train was just pulling in when Jack and Daisy ar rived at the station. Merry had barely time in which to buy two til:kets for Rochester and rush across the platform with the girl to the nearest coach when the conductor gave the signal to the engineer to go ahead. As the cars gathered headway Cyrus Kirby ran into the station, too late to cut off the young people. Jack, lookin g out at the window, saw h im making in quiries among the porters and others, and finally stand and look after the train. "That's where he got left, Dais y," chuckled Merry to his companion, "though we only got the turn on him by the skin of our teeth." I "Do you think we are safe now, Jack?" she asked anxiou sly "We won't be safe till we get out of the State. If he followed and caught u s in New Hampshire he'd have to secure a requisition from the governor before he could make us go back, though he could have us arrested and detained all right." 0 h Jack, I was afraid there'd be a fot of trouble if I ran away from the Kirbys." "You didn't run away from them. Neither did I. We were carried off by those rascals against our will." "But we might have gone back after we got a.Shore." "Why, are you sorry that we didn't?" "No-o; but if Mr. Kirby catches us--" "He's not going fo catch us, so don't worry." As the cars sped on Jack began to consider the chances of 1\fr. Kirby telegraphing to the next town and having Daisy and himself arrested on the train. That was something he had not counted on before, and which had not o c curred to Dr. Branch. The more Jack considered lhe matter the more he thought that it would be the part of wisdom to provide against such a contingency. It was nfore than lik ely that Mr. Kirby would adopt such a course He had the law on his side, and woul'd have no difficulty in carrying out such a plan. "Let's go into the last car, Daisy," said Merry, suddenly. The girl had no obje c tion; and they went, taking seats near the rear door. The next stopping place was Fairfield, tw e lve miles from Windsor. When the train began to slack up at this place Jack went out on the rear platform and looked ahead. He sa w quite a number of people on the sta.tion platform. To be on the safe side he decided to leave the train with Daisy on the off side of the car and wait over for another train. Accordingly, as soo:q. as the cars came to a stop he hurried the girl off and walked h e r up. a shady street that lay before them". The train r e mained several minutes at the station, which rather confirmed Jack's notion that officers were searching the cars for them. "Well, they won't find us," he chuckled, as they turned into the next street They walked a round for an hour or more and then r e turned to the vicinity of the stat ion. Leaving Daisy at the end of the platform, Merry saun tered into the waiting-room and looked at the time-table. He found that another train bound westward stopped th ere at 8 :10 p. m. Returning to the girl, they went to a restaurant and had their supper, after which they walked back to the station again. The tr_flin came in on time, they boarded the last car and duly arrive d at Rochester in thirty minutes Fifteen minutes lat e r they were speeding northward to ward Wakefield. 'l'hey reached that town at a little after nine, took a 'bus for the Wakefield House, where Jack registered as John Merry and sister, and they were given adjoining rooms. Here they remained undisturbed for two days, when Dr. Branch appeared and they r e joined the wagon, with much satisfac tion. Th e doctor told Jack that Sandy Maguire ha.d been ar rested at Windsor about the time he and Da.isy left the wagon. "Did you see Mr. Kirby?" asked Merry.. "No," replied Dr. Branch, "nor I wasn't aware of Ma guire's arrest until afte-i; the policeman took him out of the wagon and was marching him down the street'. I was busy with the crowd in front, trying to hold them, and did not know what happened inside the caravan." Jack told the doctor how he and Daisy had left the train at Fairfield for fear that Mr. Kirby might have telegraphed ahead to have them taken off and detained pending his ar rival. l "That was a move on your part," replied Dr. Branch, admiringly. "If he did that, which is not unlikely, you outwitted him an.d saved yourselves." From W akefielc1 the wagon moved north from town to town and village to village for severa l weeks, then when PAGE 27 JACK MERRY'S GRIT. the doctor thought he had gone far enough in that they moved westward and returned south by a different route. J ack and Daisy proved to be of great service to Dr. Br anch, and they were s uch nice young persons that the physician became q ui te attached to them. D aisy improved great l y in her singing and ma d e a hit everywhere along the r oute. Jack also proved a winning card, and freq u ently har angued the crowds an'd sol d tM doctor's nostrums alter nately with the proprietor of the caravan. He al s o got to be quite expert in helping Dr. Bran c h concoct his various preparations, which Daisy labe l ed and wrapped up ready for sale The young peop l e liked the free and easy life they were l eading, and things went on swimmingl y with them and the doctor, until the o utfit r eached Springfield, Mass., l ate i n the fall. i-=J:ere the doctor went into winter quarters at a small hous e he owned, presided by his widowed sister. Jac k and Dai s y were easily to r e m a in with him during the winter, free of all expen se, with the under s tanding that the y were to continue with the caravan whe n the weather permitted a resumption of the tour. As soon as the wagon and horses were stabl e d Dr. Bran c h r esumed h i s prope r name of Dr. William Smith, and hun g out his shin gle in one of the windows of his house. J ack, having found that their" new friend was a man of ho nor, confided to him the fact that he was worth$1,900. T he doctor was greatly s urprised and not a little pl e a sed. He had a l ong talk wit h t h e boy and a s k e d him if h e would like to g o into partnership wit h him in the manufacture and sale of his prepar a tion s the arra n ge m ent to g o i nto effect at the close of their next tour. J ack said he thought he would. "There's a fortune in it, m y boy," s aid D:r. Smith. "You can put your money and services in and I will give you a third interest in the business. I will als o make a will pro v id ing t hat i n the event of my d e ath after w e get s t a .rted you shall have a controllin g inte rest in the business, the balance to go to my sister, and a s m a ll share to Daisy, whom I look upon almo s t a s a dau ghter." Of course this arrangement was perfectly satisfactory to J ack and it was carried into effect a t the close of their next traveling campaign, which prov e d to be themost succes s ful one the doctor ever undertook. During the next winter a laboratory was started in Springfield under the name of the Smith Pharmac eutic a l Co., and al l of Dr. Edward Branch's preparations were put on the market The doctor, however, decid e d not to give up hi s tours Leaving Jack in charge of the business, a pos ition h e proved well qualified to assume, the physician, with Daisy and another ass istant, started out in a brand new and en larged caravan and toured New York State for seven months, doing a large s m s iness. Nothing was manufactured en route as of o l d, Jack s end i ng on s upplies b y express at i nterva l s as per the doctor s r equisitions Dr. Smith made it an i mportan t point to thorough l y ad v ertise h is preparations by distributing printed matte r e n route, and putting u p signs and posters by the wayside that remained for the instruction of the passer by long after the doctor returned to Springfield The succe.ss of the medicines was so great that Jack had. been obliged to hire several ass i stants, and take fresh quar ters in the city. By this time Dai sy Kent had d evelope d i nto a still more lovely girl of seventeen, and D r Smith had beco me exceed ingly fond of her, and she of him. The affection between her and Jack, now a fine-looking y oung f ellow of nineteen, had ripened into. real love that was stronger than that betw e en brother and sister, and Jack one day a s ked her to become his wife. She had only one answer for the plucky boy who had dood by her when she needed a protector the w orst way, a.nd that was a favorable one Finally Dr. Smith incorporated the pharmaceutical I c ompany It was a close corporation, of c o urse, the doct o r holding lO shares, his s ister 15 shares, Jack 35 shares, and Daisy 10 shares. The divid e nds, declared semi annua ll y, were very sati s fac tory to all concerned, and the business continued to grow from month to month. To day the Dr. Branch preparations are known l\ll ove r t h e United States, and are s old in every drug store of any importance. Jack Merry is general mana g er of the business, which oc c upies six floors of a larg e buildin g in Springfield, and w h e re several hundred peopl e arc e mployed in the different department s Dr. Smith is the president and general adviser of the c ompan y but has ver y little to d o wit h the conduct of the g reat bu siness, which i s sole l y look e d after by Jack himself, in an e legant office on the second floor. O ver his desk han g s a picture of Daisy, as she looked whe n they returned from that memorable first trip to :Maine. In the par l or of his home hang s a s plendid oil painting of Dai s y as s he looks to da y as hi s happy wife and the mother o f thre e charmin g children. In the public room of a roadhous e way down in Main e hangs a hand some cal e ndar adv e rti s ing the Branch prepar a tions, but n e i the r Cyru s Kirby, the proprietor nor his w ife know that the man b e hind that company is the boy who u s ed to be his boy of a ll work-a l a d who, through pure grit and business sagacity, mad e A MAN OF HIMSELF. THE END. R e ad "A GOLJ)EN SHOWER; OR, THE BOY BROKER OF WALL STREET," w hi c h will be the next numb e r (112) of "Fame and Fortun e Weekly." I SPECIAL N OTICE: All back numbers o f this weekly are always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any newsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps by mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies you order by return mai l.

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 27 I Fame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, NOVEMBER 15, 1907. Terms to Subscribers. Single Coples ............................................ .. One Copy Three nonth.s ................................. One Copy Six nonths ................................... .. One Copy One Year ..................................... Postage Free. How To SEND MONEY. .05 Cents .65 $1.25 2.50 At our risk send P. 0. Money Order, Check, or Registered Letter; re mitLances in any other way are at your risk. We accept Postage Stamps the same as cash. When sending silver wrap the coin in a separate piece of paper to avoid cutting the envelope. W1ite your name and address plainly. Address lette1s to Frank Tousey, Publisher, 24 Union Sq., New York. GOOD STORIES. The expression, "a in a teapot," is one of great an tiquity. Its first historic appearance is in the "De Legibus" of Cicero, who quotes it as a common saying, "Gratidius raised a tempest in a ladle," as the saying is. The French form, "Une tempete clans une verre d'eau" (a tempest in a glass of water), was first applied to the disturbances in the Geneva Republic near the end of the seventeenth century. In England the word "teapot" was substituted for the sake of alliteration. It is said to have been popularized by Lord North, who employed it to characterize the outbreak of the American colonists against the tax on tea. When Commander Peary went on his first trip in search of the Pole, he won the gratitude of an Esquimau by presenting him with an ancient Prince Albert coat and an extensively creased sombrero. Years afterward, when again in the North, the explorer received a ceremonial visit from a native, and, to his surprise, set eyes once more on the discarded vest ments. On the occasion of the Commander's latest dash for the Pole, the aborigines took him aside and pointed to a rude mausoleum. By its side stood the disused sledge. Its six dogs had been strangled, to make an appropriate funeral. On the pile of stones lay what was left of the Prince Albert coat and the sombrero. One of Colorado's greatest curiosities is the petrified stump of a gigantic redwood tree. This stump, which is in an al most perfect,_state of petrification, is located at Florissant, not far from the great gold-producing regions of Cripple Creek, Colorado. Although ever since the first exploration of Colo rado numberless people have taken specimens from this stump, aggregating many tons, it is still estimated to weigh forty-four tons. To give a better idea of its size, it may be well to state that it is 20 feet in diameter and 10 feet high. There have been many attempts to dig it up and place it on exhibition, the last being a scheme to exhibit it at the great Exposition at St. Louis in 1904. Owing to its great weight, however, this had to be abandoned, and it still lies half-buried in the ground at Florissant, as there are no railway cars ca pable of carrying anything near its weight. What perhaps makes it more of a curiosity is the fact that this Rocky Moun tain region is a country of small trees, and that there are no giant redwoods within a thousand miles of this stump-which goes to show that nature has changed the entire vegetable growth of this section, as nothing requiring the semi-tropical heat of a redwood tree would grow at this altitude now. Samuel Seager, of Bolivar, N. Y., has a tame crow, named Jim, that can talk as plainly as some parrots. Jim is only sixteen months old, but few children of that age can excel him in making remarks. Jim was caught in a hollow tree on top of a hill near Bolivar. With him was his sister, and both of them were sold into bondage. Mr. Seager bought Jim. Now he is so tame that he sits on the piano and criti cises when Mr. Seager's daughter plays coon songs. Every one who knows him wishes he could meet Ernest Thompson Seton. The crow first began to talk last winter. He started in by calling "Dad" and "Boo-booh." Later "papa" ana "mamma" were distinctly made out. Now he has advanced so far that when Mr. Seager asks him if he wants his breakfast Jim re plies, "Well, I should smile ." He also says, quite distinctly, "Good-morning" and "Good-night." He will fiy straight to a person who asks him if he wants his head scratched, if the person has been formally introduced to him, otherwise Jim will cut him dead. He is an impersonator, and can make any schoolboy answ9i his whistle. With which eye do you wink? This is a question which Sir James Crichton-Browne, of London, has asked in a circular sent out to many hundred persons, in an effort to learn whether ambidexterity is prevalent. Sir James announced, the other day, that about 60 per cent. of the replies were from persons who can wink with the left eye only, 30 per cent. from those who can wink with either eye, and 9 per cent. from those who cannot wink at all. This is printed purely as a matter of scientific information, for it is written that "a naughty person winketh with his eyes." JOKES AND JESTS. "Well," demanded the stern-visaged woman at the back door, "what do yoa want?" "Why," replied the tramp, "I seen you advertised 'table board' in dis mornin's papers--" "Well?" "Well, I t'ought mebbe yer wuz givin' out some sample!?." Sam, a negro servant of a Harrisburg family, is very ambi tious to appear well informed on all subjects. His master had installed electric lights throughout the house and was explaining the workings of the fluid to Sam as follows: "You see, the whole thing comes from the dynamo and goes into the wires, and then into the lights. Now, do you understand?" "Yes, sah," said Sam. "I understand all 'bout dem dynamos and other things, but what I wants to know is how do the kerosene squirt throo dem wicks?" When the train that conveyed President Roosevelt through Virginia on his last trip South stopped at Charlottesville a negro approached the President's car and passed aboard a big basketful of fine fruit, to which was attached the card oJ a prominent grower. In cour:ie of time the orchardist received a letter of acknowledgment from the White House expressing the President's appreciation of the gift and complimenting the donor upon his fruit. The recipient of the letter was, of course, greatly pleased, and feeling sure that his head gar dener would be much interested in the letter, he read it to him. The darky who served in the capacity mentioned listened gravely, but his only comment was: "He doan' say nuthin' 'bout e.endin' back de basket, do he?" "And you are proud of the dragon as your national emblem?" said the Orientalist. "Immensely proud of it," answered the learned Chinaman. "It shows that, as in everything else, our country was centuries ahead of the rest of the world in nature faking." Mr. Fastset (with Extra!!! )-"Sensational :1opement!" Well, what do you think of that? Y66.ng Galey 1'as run oft with his father's stenographer! Mrs. Fastset-Heavens! Why, it'll break the poor old man's heart. Mr. Fastset-Oh, I don't know. There are just as pretty stenographers in the employ lllent agency as ever were hired. PAGE 29 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. A DEATH DIVE OR, A SWifl FOR LIFE By D. W. Stevens. "Like a sheer, dead hulk, sir!" roared the old quartermaster at the wheel, in answer Ao the first lieutenant's query as to ho w the frigate headed. She was the big American ship, the Guerriere. For just ten seconds all her canvas, even to her royals, rattled, and he' r long yards sent forth a sort of ghostly !reak. Then she lay in a dead calm-there off the Central Archipelago, Pacific Ocean, with an island and rocks a mile ahead of her. She was directly on the line and, of course, it was stifling hot weather there. Most of the jacks had their shoes off, and the decks and rigging almost blistered their feet. At the quartermaster's remark one of the boatswain's mates -a dark, evil-looking fellow, With a cast in his eye-muttered to himself, unheard by those about him: "Something besides the frigate will be a dead hulk 'fore long, if I have the chance I hope for to carry out my plan." Black and full of hatred was the sidelong gaze which he directed toward the handsome first lieutenant, Mr. Jack Winthrop, as he spoke. "Ay!" he continued, as a beautiful young girl, the daughter of Lieutenant Hall, of the marines, now standing near the starboard quarter-rail, directed a soft, shy glance at the young first officer, "look your last upon him! There will be no wed ding aboard here between you and him when the ship reache s J ava "Down-down-fathoms down at the bottom of the ocean, the mermaids-if there are such creatures-shall claim him for their own, and weave his shroud of green sea plants and weeds! Curses upon him! He will have me broken, will he, and put into the after-guard-me, B e n Wright, simply be cause I flogged that rasca l, Tom Dalton, so hard with the 'cat' as to nearly drive the breath. out of his body! He deserved it for striking me. Never cou ld I forget the blow he gave m e True, I called him hard names-insulted him, per haps, for spilling the drops of tar on my brand-new jacket hanging up theTe on the fore-stay to dry. Well, he ought to have been insulte d for so lubberly a triclr. He said it was an accident, but I believe it was done a-purpose, I .do. The rules is against a common sailor's raisin' a hand to strlke his superior o'fficer, and so he was tied up and I did the floggin' accordin' to duty. I had a right, when I thought of my jacket and the blow he struck me, to use the 'cat' with more'n usual vim. But along comes that first luff, Jack Winthrop, and blows me. up like-for layin' on so hard, and I know that he's a goin' to have me broke, if he can. We'll see about that!" he added, fumbling at something round in the breast pocket of h _is shirt. This was a slungshot-a rough piece of lead, with a net-work woven about it, and a lanyard attached. Suddenly all the young fellows in the tops, and some of the little midshipmen lounging about the decks, pricked up their ears, while a triumphant smile lighted up the dark visage of Ben Wright. Mr. Winthrop went up to the captain, saluted, and said: "Some of us have 'bee n talking about a swim, sir. With your permission, we would like to go in the water to cool off." "Oh, certainly, sir, certainly," answered Captain Smith, good-naturedly. The forecastle men and others crowded around the boat swain. His mates also appealed to him. It was all about the" swimming, and aft went the boatswain to the captain, to soon return with the required permission for the watch to take an "ocean bath." The booms were rigged out forward, with a netting, for the accommodation of the playful youngsters who woulli like to frolic in and out of the water, and the seamen all got ready for their swim Lieut. Winthrop, or L i eut. Jack, as he was usually termed by the men, was a bold, daring swimmer. Ben Wright, as he swam to and fro, kept his evil eyes upon him. Concealed under his waistband he carried a life-belt to save him in case of a storm or other emergency. At last the lieutenant struck away from the frigate. "Don't go too far, sir!" cried the captain, pointing to wind ward. A mist was gathering in that quarter, and was beginning to spre'ad to l eeward "Ay, ay, sir, I'll not go far!" answered Jack. Bella Hall, the marine lieutenant's daughter, to whom he was betrothed, watched him a !itl!e anxiously as he disap peared in the mist. "Is there not danger from sharks?" she inquired of her father. "I think not. But even i f there was, Jack would not come to harm with Tom Dalton, who has the reputation of being a sort of shark fighter, watching him. But he forgot that Tom, a fine, robust young topman, who was now striking out in the direction where the first lieutenant had vanished, had no knife or other weapon with him. Close in the officer's wake was Ben Wright, the boatswain's mate. Glancing behind him, and seeing Tom Dalton, he scowled, but he thought he would be able to carry out his murderous intention ere the topman came up. He qui ckened his movements, and was in a short time close upon Lieut. Jack, with the mist hiding him from Tom's gaze. "I think it's about time we swam back," remarked the young officer to Wright, as he suddenly turned. "I hear a hum off there to windward. There's a squall coming up. "Ay, ay, sir," answered Wright. Then he commenced apparently to tread water, though this was unnecessary on account of his concealed life-belt. "Go on, man, go on for the ship!" cried Jack. do you stop?" A devilish sort of grin convulsed the ugly face of the boatswain's mate. Now he thought was his time. Quickly the villain's hand sought the pocket behind in his swimming t rous ers. As Lieut. Jack was about repeating his question, up rose the scoundrel's hand, and whiz went the slungshot through the air. Had -it not chanced that Jack turned his h ead at the moment, t he leaden missile would have killed him. As it' was, it struck him a slanting but very hard blow on the side of his skull. It instantly drove all sense from his brain. His head went down with a jerk, and in this position, with his knees bent under him, he sank. The water was as clear as crystal. Wright saw the lieutenant sinking toward a broad rock, a few fathoms under the surface, the top of which was covered with those pink weeds ca ll e d corallines. "It will n ever do for the frigate's people to find his body," reflect ed the wretch. "They would see the mark on his head, and I would be suspected. It is not likely they will ever find it, but to make a sure thing of it, I'll go down and twist my lif e-belt about his throat and the weeds about his body, so as to keep him to the rock and hide him." He unwound his belt, and holding it, dove for this purpose, when, to his dismay, Tom Dalton, who, being a wonderful swimmer, was much nearer to him than he thought, went darting down past him, and seizing the lieutenant by the hair, was the next moment rising with the lifeless man to the sur face. Wright, letting go his belt, rose quickly, also, and bal anced his terrible slungshot. Whiz! went the deadly instrument again. But Tom was prepared for it. In fact, he had been near enough, having very sharp eyes, to see through the thin cloud of sunlighted mist between him and the villain when the latter hurled the slungshot at the lieutenant. Dimly, and only partly, had he seen the movement but he had guessed what it meant. Now, as the leaden ball came PAGE 30 FAME FO RTUNE WEEKLY. 29 toward him he ducked his head, thus av oi di n g the mi ssile The n his rig h t a r m s ho t str a i g h t ou t li ke a veritable b atte r ing-r a m, wi t h its huge m u sc l es, and hi s fis t caught Wright betw ee n the eyes. T he brute howe ve r h a d a head li ke fli n t. He was onl y partially stunned, and h e dre w back the slungshot for anothe r flin g Still holding to the se n se l ess lieutenant with his le f t hand, Tom was c e r tainly a t a d isa d vantage for combat. He realized that he mus t a c t q u i ckly He w a s determined to save Lieut. Jack, who was a great favorite with most of the sailors, owing to his kind, manly treatment of them. "Ay," he reflect e d, I will either save him or die in the at tempt. As Wright was about to hurl his deadly missile, Tom, without quitting his hold of the young officer, gave a forward sort of leap from the water, something like a dolphin, and struck his opponent s upraise d arm with his fist, directly in the hollow fronting the elbow. This brougtit the arm down sideways. Dalton had intended to send the slungshot flying sideways and then wrest it from Wright' s grasp. Instead of this, howev e r the lanyard swung round, and the hard ball of lead crashed upon the villain' s own skull. His head dropped instantly, and down he went, heels up, shooting into the clear depths of the sea. Evidently it was the spasmodic contraction of the muscles of the spine, on his receiving the blow, that sent him thus spe eding on what proved to be a veritable death dive. Down among the c ralline w e eds, on the under-water rock, did his body des c end. And as Tom watc hed him he suddenly beheld, to his amazement and horror, a huge green form not less than ten fe e t long, emerge from the we e ds and fasten itself to the senseless man. This form resembled a gigantic sea plant, was shaped like a prickly cucumber with sharp spines proj ecting from the upper part of it. In fact, it ap peared to be a species of that singular creature, the sea cucumb.er, or trepa ng, muc h sought after for food by the Chinese and others. But this was e vidently a large, vora cious monste r, diff ering in that respect as well as in size from the small, harmless bec he de mer just m e ntioned. Dalton could se e the legs of the doomed man double up and shrink as the terrible fish drew the life from him wi t h its numer ous suckers or s pines. H e tupned his gaze from the awful spectacl e The n e r e he could look again, the squall whi c h had been fast a ppro aching came howling and roaring around him, driving the mist before it and whitening the sea with foam and spray. A great, shadowy form w ent flying past him, at the distance of many fathoms It was the frigate, with all her sail in exc ept a clo se -re e fed m a intopsail. She was driving along with the spe e d of a thunde rbolt. The i sland previously mentioned, fronted by numerous rocks, was about half a mile from the struggling sailor. Still holding to the lieutenant, Tom s trove to keep his head as much as po s sible above the wate r while he swam with one hand, and with his unusually powerful legs working like a windmill. Fortunately, he was in a current which drew him along, helped b y the gale, toward the island. But the white breakers were now leaping high off the shore, and Tom feared he and his companion would be dashed to death upon the rocks. D e t ermine d to sav e Lieut. Jack, the brave topman strained every nerve. But the spray flying thickly, almost suffocated him. He was presently close to the breakers, and exhausted and half drowned as he was, he could not hope to obtain a footing on one of those jagg e d ro cks ahead ere he would be thrown against the m wi t h for ce enough to drive the life out of his body. .A,nd y et h e still held on to his burden-still battled to save his life. In front of the senseless man did he place himself, th!t when the shock came his own form might shield his officer's from concussion with the rocks. But now a great mass of white water rolled upon him. 1 It see m ed to hoLl t!.;.o s PAGE 31 Tr1ese Books Tell You !. COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA! Each book consists o f sixty-four pages, printed on good paper, in clear type and neatly1 bound in .]n attractive, illustrated cover. of the books are also profusely illustrated, and all of the s ubjects treated upOB' 'are expl ained in such. a simple mannet that any 1!111ld can thoroughly understand t1lem. Look over the list as classified and see if you want to know anything aoout the subjec_, t.nention e d. THESE BOOKS ARE FOR SALE BY ALL NEWSDEALERS OR WILL BE SENT BY MAIL TO 'ANY ADDRESS FROM THIS OFFICE ON RECEIPT OF PRICE, TEN CENTS EACH, OR ANY 'l'HREJE BOOKS FOR TWENTY-FIVE flENTS. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY Address J!'RANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N.Y. MESMERISM. Neh, A.C.S. SPORTING. No. 21. HOW TO HUNT AND FISH.-The most complete hunting and fishing guide ever published. It contains full instructions about gL'ns, hunting dogs, traps, trapping and fishing, together with descriptions of g ame and fis h. No. 26. 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