A wizard for luck, or, Getting ahead in the world


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A wizard for luck, or, Getting ahead in the world

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A wizard for luck, or, Getting ahead in the world
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:. ".'.: .,: ..... "':\: .. :::::, "Hold on, there, you re.seals!" shouted Fred, springing from the bushes, club in hand. "Whaf lli thunder a.re you doingP Robbing the manP" The two ruffians paused in their nefarious work and glanced at him in a startled way.

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Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF .BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY lalved Weekl11-Bt1 Subscription IZ.5() per 11ear. Entered to Act of Congreaa, in. the f/ear 1908, in the oJflce of the Librariala of Con171ess, lVa hinqton, D. C., b71 Frank '.lousev, Publiaher, U Un.ion $quarc, "'ew York. No. 127. NEW YORK, MARCH 6, 1908. PRICE 5 CENTS. H Wizattd fort l.tuek DB, I GETTING AHEAD IN THE WORLD By A SELFMADE MAN CHAPTER I. IN WHICH FRED SPARKS UNDERTAKES A DESPERATE MISSION. "Can you get this message through to Boston to-night?" Fred Sparks looked up from a game of solitaire he Wfil! playing to whilf:l away the time and saw a portly, well dressed man, a stranger in the village of Edgecomb, stand ing outside the counter of his little den which bore the sign of the Western Union Telegraph Co. "I'm afraid not sir. The railroad bridge has been car ried away by the breaking of a boom above the village, and the wires are down." The gentleman looked both annoyed and worried by this news. "Can't you s e nd the message by way of Riverdale? That s on this s ide of the river and itbout fifteen miles below." "No, sir. There is no wire from here to Riverdale. This is only a branch line and goes no further." "It is a matter of great importance to me to get this message to Boston before the Stck to-morrow morning, the money is yours." The offer was a munificent one to Fred Sparks, who was only receiving a very small salary as the village operator. More than that, $100 was badly needed by his mother just then to meet a payment on the instalment mortgage which rested on the little farm owned by her two miles out side of Edgecomb. The temptation to make tha t money and thus relieve his mother's anxiety was irresistible. Besides, Fred was a plucky boy, and dared attempt wh'a.t many a man. would refuse to undertake. "I'll take your offer, sir, and d.o the best I can.," he said, sweeping the pack of ca.rds jnto the drawer of the table on which stood the telegraphic instrument which had been silent ever since the railroad bridge had been partly rle stroyed by the onslaught of the liberated giants of the forest after th e boom gave way.

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A WIZARD FOR LUCK. The gentleman handed him the telegram, and paid the He was twice as smart as his brother and chock full of tariff on it from Edgecomb to Boston, after Fred read it ambition to get ahead in the world. and counted the words. He grew more and more w e ary of his plodding existence It was addressed to a well-known stock broker in Boston, and long ed for an opportunity to cut loose from the fa.rm and related to the purchase of a certain stock. and seek his fortune in some other pasture. Fred enclooed it in one o f the Western Union envelopes His mother, however, could ill afford to lose his services, and put it in his pocket, then he glanced at the clook. and so Fred hung on. It was just five.. When the opportunity to learn telegraphing was thrown Locking up the little office he accompanied the gentleman in his way he eagerly embraced it. across the muddy street to the hotel. He rode to the village every night to take a lesson from Mr. Murray was behind the desk in the office. the Edgecomb operator and practice on a spare sounder. The gentleman, whose name Fred now founcl out was When his in structor, who had secured a better position, Woodhull, told the landlord of the he had pronounced him ca1)ablc of handling the business of the made with the young telegraph operator, enclosed the $100 little office, hi s mother consented to his taking the job, for in an envelope and handed it to Mr. Murray to plare in his the money he would be able to turn in would more than pay safe. the wages of a hired man to fill his place on the farm. So the Western Union Co. hired him on the recommen"Here is a :five-dollar bill, my lad, to pay for the boat, d elation of the retiring operator. an to meet any other expense you m ay be put to," said the The change suited Freel to the queen's taste, for he looked gentleman. "If you get across the river all right, bring back with you a paper signed by the operator at Greenville upon it as a stepping s tone to someth ing ootter. He had lots of time to himself, and he utilized the bulk showing the hour you turned my message over to him. That will be evidence sufficient to entitle you to the $100." of it in adding to the knowledge he had obtained at the Freel nodded and walked out o the hotel. district schoo l for, in bis opinion, to be successful in any It was a late afternoon in March. undertaking one must first possess an education. Rain had been falling steadily for three days, and from all parts of the State came reports 0 frightful damage by flood. Trains were delayed on all the railroads by washouts; bridges were swept away; farms and villages inundated, aD'd there had been disaster along the seacoast. Snake River, which :flowed by Edgecomb, was swollen to a tremendous volume. Ordinarily rapid at this point, the water now swept by with great velocity. Early in the afternoon a boom above the village, con taining thousands 0 logs, gave way, so enormous was the pressure, and the liberated logs came down lik e battering rams against the piers 0 the railroad bridge which spanned the stream. The slender piers of masonry which supported the gract'jful steel structure could not resist the impetuous assault. I The two middle ones gave way, forming a 1 broad channel, through which the water and logs poured in a wild torrent. The telegraph wires over the river were carried away with the bridge, and for the time being Edgecomb was prac tically cut off from the outsideworld. Fred Sparks was a new hand at the telegraph business, his appointment as the village operator dating back just one month. Fred had been raised on a farm in the neighbqrhood. He disl,i.ked the work quite as much as did other of his age, but love for his widowed mother made him ever faithful in the performance of his share of the lab or of the small farm, in which he had long since lost faith as a means to fortune; for despite the industry of himself and his brother John-and they did w011k hard-the farm only yielded the little family a poor living. John, the elder brother, modest and unambitious, ac cepted this lot in life as inevitable, and patiently trudged along the rough way. But Fred was cast in a different mold. CHAPrrER IL IN WHICH FRED IIHKES THE ACQUAINTANCE OF TWO S'fRANGE MEN. I Fred was strong and sturdy, and perfectly at home in a boat on the river; but to cross that river under the present circumstances was an ent i rely different proposition to un dertaking the same fea t when ordinary conditions prevailed. To reach Greenville in time to put the message through to Boston within the specified limit meant that he must dare the perils of a swollen current in the darkness and in the r ain which had come on again. Furthermore he would have to make the trip alone, for be was sat i sfied that it would be u seless to try and persuade any one in the village to accompany him across. Such an attempt wm1ld considered foolhardy. Indeed, h e was fully aware of the great risk he was fac ing hot that $100 prize was before his eyes If he could win it he knew how happy jt would inake his mother, and for that mother's he was prepared to dare anyth ing. There was a rubber coat, an old s louch hat and a line man's lantern in the office. He donned the first two, and taking the lantern in his hand started or the river s ide to hunt up a serviceable boat He consumed half an hour in looking one up and obtain ing the reluctant permission of the owner to use it for the sum of one dollar. When he pushed out into the rapid water he could not see the outlines of the further shore. The current was so strong that he did not attempt to row stra1ght across, but allowed the boat to drift down stream Be pulled shmlily at the oars for wme time, and then cast frequent glances over his shoulder in expecta tion of seeing .the opposite shore loom up b efo re him. A little below the village the river widened, and at this

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t A WIZARD FOR LUCK. I }Joint, now that both banks we!c more or overflowed, the distance across was fully three-quarters of a mile. As the moments passed and the opposite bank failed to appear, he began to grow somewhat alarmed. The rain was now descending in torrents, :mcl he occa <:>ionally shipped water. Although he had managed thus far to keep the boat right Ride up, his sjtuation was becoming more 1rncomfortable all the time, to say the least. Suddenly a bend in tl.te river brought a light into full view. I It evidenily came from some house on the bank he was aiming for. He hailed its appearance with a thrill of joy. Heac1ing the boat for a point above it to allow for th force of the current, he rapic1ly approached it. last, completely tired out by hi s violent anc1 unusual exertions, Fred managed to effect a lru1c1ing and tie 11is boat to a tree. Satisfied that he must be at least a mile below the ruined railroad bridge, and feeling loath to start upon his dreary walk to Greenville across a wggy country, in his wet and ex hausted conc1ition) he c1ecicled to apply at the house for temporary s]:ielter, hoping he might ftrnl a fire before which to warm himself. Accordingly he stepped up to the door of the builc1ing, which was but a smal l one-story and aUic frame affair, and rapped loudly. Almost iru;tantly the light went out, but no one answered his summons. He waited a few minutes and knocked again, 1011der than before. Still no one came to let him in. "I guess they don't want to receive callers," he muttered. "It's pretty tough on me if I have to continue on in this shape. I may not strike another house for some time." Finally he knocked a third time, determined to gaiU\ad rnission if he could, if only for a short spell. Their garments were somewhat shabby and threadbare, and on the whole they looked pictures of hard luck. Fred liked their appearance so little that he was sorry they l et him in. "So yer jest came across the river, did yer, you n g fel ler?" saic1 the chap who had admitted him, and whose name the boy afterward learned was Job kins, while his com panion's name was Rowley. "Yes." "Yer have got a good nerve," said Rowley. "It must have been a matter of importance that fetched yer across. \\'here did yer come from?" "Edgecomb "ls that the village up the river?" "Yes. "What's yer name?" "Fred Sparks." "If yer tirec1 why don't yer sit down?" Fred availed himself of this permission, but h e kept a wary eye on the two men, for he had his suspicioru; of them. "Where are yer goin' on sic h a night as this?" "Greenville." "Where is that?" "About seven miles from h ere "Is it on the railroad?" "Yes." "What sort of place is it?" "It's a large village "S'pos e we was to foller this river down what's the n ext place we'd come to?" "Gl endale." "How faT is that from here?" "About fifteen miles. It's opposite the t own of Rivermouth." "Wha,t did yer do with the boat yer come across in?" "Tied it to a tree outside." "Expect to go back in it, I s'pose ?" said Rowley, with a kind of 1grin. "Yes. It belongs to a man in Edgecomb." "Yer borrowed it, then?" "I did He was on the point of giving the thing up for a bad job when one of the two small windows was cautiously opened and a rough voice inquired who was there. "I'm a boy from the other side of the river 'I've just rowed across. I've got a long walk before me in the rain and I'd like to come inside and rest awhile before going on." While Fred and the man named Rowley were talking the other chap was cooking some bacon and eggs on the small stove in a pan that look ed very much the worse for wear. "It's a kid," said the voice to someone behind him "Says he's just rowed across the river anc1 wants to get under cover for awhile. Shall we let him in?" Fred cemldn't catch what the other person said in reply, hut the man at the window closed it, ancl presently the door was opened and he was told to walk inside The room was quite dark, and he could barely see the outlines of the individual who had admitted l)im A match, however, was struck a few feet away, the light flamed up, and soon a lamp standing on a table diffused a cheerful glow around the only real room in the house. Fred then got a good view of the two persons who ap peared to be the occupants of the house. 'rlrny were hardlooking fellows, both of them, of about the average height and build One wore a sort felt hat and tl1c othc1 a rough cap. He used the blade of a six -in ch knife to turn the food. When the stuff was done to a turn he took a smal l bundle from a and disclosed a loaf of bread With the same knife h e cut off three slices and on each placed an egg and some o f the bacon. 'l'hen he cut three n1ore slices of bread anc1 placed them over the eggs and bacon. He handed one of the sandwiches to his associate, a sec ond to Fred, who being quite hungry did not refuse it, and took a third himself. 'l' herc were only two boxes in the room, which served as Feats, and one of these was held down by Fred. Howley occupied the other. All three ate the simple meal in si l ence, and when the last morsel had vanished down their throats the men drew fla ks from their pockets and washed the food down with a liquor that l ooked and smelt lik e whisJ..7.

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A WIZARD FOR. LUCK. "Have a drink?" asked Rowley, proffering his fl.ask to Fred. "I don't drink any kind of spirits," replied the yoi.mg te l egraph operator "I reckon it's a bad habit," grinned Rowley, ta.king an other swallow "Say, what brought yer across the river on sich a night?" "An erran-d," replied Fred. / "What kind of an errand?" persiSted Rowley. Fred was not anxious to disclose his business, but the q u estion was too direct for him t& evade, so he said : "I came ,a.cross to send a telegraphic message from Green ville to Boston." "Oh, yer said Rowley. As the rascal rose from his seat a su
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A WIZARD FOR LUCK. 5 icI am," replied Fred, coldly, for he saw he would have 11tood small chance for his life had he been the last to ascend. "Then open the trap in the roof, so we kin all git out." "Where is the trap?" asked the young operator, de lighted to learn that there was an opening in: the peaked roof. "In the center, to one side." Fred, following this hint, soon found the trap, which was held by a small bolt. He released the bolt and threw open the flap, which worked outward on hinges. Then he worked himself through the opening and strad dled the middle of the roof. Rowley and Jobkins clicl not immediately follow, but con rtented themselves with thrusting their heads and shoulders through the o pening. The rain had died away to a mere drizzle, but the wind was blowing a stiff breeze that raised whitecaps on the tur bulent surface of Snake River. It was dark as pitch, and it was impossible to find out whether they were sailing along in the middle of the stream or close to the shore. In any event, their position was one of great peril, but they were powerless to make it any better. The house was now about li'alf submerged ancl rolled from side to side like an Dutch lugger in a oross sea. Occasionally when it made an extra low dip to one side or the other Fred for the moment thought it was going to turn over. This, however, it couldn't do, owing to the quantity of water ballast it can'ied in the room belo1Y. There was a little comfort in the reflection that owing to its buoyant character it could scarcely sink much below the level of the floor of the loft. Apparently the three were in for an all-night ride if their odd craft did not go ashore or fetch up against some ob-struction in their path. 1 As the minutes passed away Freel saw the $100 bill be had fondly hoped to capture slipping from his grasp. It was too bad, after all the trouble and clanger of cross ing the river, to lose the prize that surely would have been his if he had not stopped at that house. Had he kept right on after landing he would by that time have been well on his way to Greenville, if not, actually there. The more he thought the matter over the more exasperating it appeared to him. "Say, kid, how do you like it up there?" asked Rowley, who seemed to consider their chances of ultimate escape pretty good. "Why don't you come up and see how you liike it your self?" asked Fred. "This here place where we are is better," returned the rascal. "I reckon yer won't reach Greenville to-night to send that message yer were in sich a sweat about," he added, with a chuckle. "That needn't worry you," retorted Fred, in a sour tone. "It ain't worryin' me a bit. Mebbe yer kin send it from Glendale if we hit the shore. That'll save yer that long tramp of six miles through the mud yer were goin' to take only we stopped yer. Yer o;ught to thank us for providin' yer with a free ride down the river." li'red made no reply, for at that moment he caught sight of several lights in the distance which pointed out the line of the shore on the Glendale side. He was now able to see that they were some distance out on the stream, which reduced their chances of grounding near the bank very soon. The speed with which they drew near to the lights showed how swiftly the current was bearing them down the river. As they reached a point opposite the light a turn in the stream swung the house in toward the shore. The house was caught by ilnother current that set into a bite of the bank where hundreds of the logs from above had jammed together into a kind of temporary boom that extended out a short distance, and was held in place by the diverse influences of the tide at this point. Before the three voyagers suspected that an obstruction lay in their path, the house came with a jolt against the outer line of logs, and Fred, only by the greatest good luck in the world, saved himself from taking a header into the wobbling mass. Rowley and Jobkins were unprepared for the sboC1k, too, and they fell over themselves on the floor of the loft. "Gee! I wonder what we?ve run against?" Fred asked himself, being unable to distinguish the nature of the ob structions in the darkness The house gradually swung a.round till its side rubbed against the logs, and as the action of the current bobbed the roof towards them Fred made out several of the logs lying stationary, and he began to understand that they bad something to do with the stoppage of the building. It was bad enough to be floating down the stream, but it was worse to be held up by a collection of partly submerged logs. "Hello kid what have we run ag'in ?" asked Rowley, who couldn't see the obstructions as the trap opening was on the side opposite the logs. 1 "Climo up here and see for yourself," was what Fred said. Neither of the rascals cared to roost on the roof, so they didn't climb up. The house was not fated to remain long in the embrace of the logs. By degrees the action of the current worked it in towa.rd s hore and it finally close to a big overhanging tree. As the leaves brushed in Fred's face he grabbed hold of one of the boughs and succeeded in swinging himself on to tJ1e bank. 'l'he two rascals after him as soon as they saw him vanish from the peaked roof, but he did not consider it necessary to m ake them any reply. As soon as he felt the firm ground under him once more he started off briskly toward the nearest light. It proved to be the dwelling of the foreman of a section gang on the railroad that ran to Glendale. Fred knocked on the door and was admitted. Here, before a fire which warmed his half frozen frame, he told the story of his trip the river, and his ad ventures in connection with the building which had carried down the river to that point.

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6 A WIZARD FOR LUCK. -======================================= He l earned to his great s11hsfaction that Glendale was only about three miles away. He told the railroad foreman the nature of the errand that had brought him across tl1e river and how anxiou he was to reach the nea1'cs t telegraph office as soon as possible. "lt is ten o'clock now," said the foreman, "and as the r oad is in a bea.stly state it would probably take you hours to walk to town in the dark. Better tay here. I'll give you a bed and will send you on to the yarcl on a hand-car around seven in the morning. That will give you plenty o.f time to send your message to Boston before ten o.'clock.'' Fred, with some reluctance, accepteJ the friendly invita tion to stay at the man's home that night. He was not sorry he had done so when, half an hour later just as he was under the blank e ts, he heard the rain come down in bucketsful once more. He wondered if Rowley am1 Jobkins haa succeeded in getting ashore from the house, and, if they had, where they were at that moment : Toward morning the weather cleared up, and the stars were paling in the sky when the section foreman came into the room and awoke him. He hurried on his clothes and when be got downstairs found breakfast on the table ready and waiting for his host and hims elf. l t was just sunrise when Fred and the foreman left the house for the railroad track, n e arly half a mile away About a quarter to seven a hand-car with section hands came bow ling down the line. It stopped at the crossing where Fred and the foreman were standing After the men had alighted the foreman instructed two of the hands to carry the 'boy to the yard, so Fred said good-bye to the friendly railroader, mounted the hand-car, and was soon being hurried toward the freight yard at Glendale CHAPTER IV. IN WHICH FRED S.A.VES MAJOR STRAT'l'ON FROM BEING ROBBED. As soon as Fred was landed at Glendale he hurried to the near est Western Union office and presented Mr. Wood hull's message for transmission. He introduced himself to the operator as a brother tel egrapher in charge of the company's office at Edgecomb villa ge, and explained how he bad rowed across the rirnr early on the previous evening in order to carry the message, which was a very important one, to Greenville to be dispatched from that place. He then went on to tell how he bad stopped at the shanty on the edge of the river for temporary shelter; how he had been treated by the two rascals he met there, and how the building had been washed away by sudden rising of the water, and the three of them had been carried down the stream to Ii. point three miles north of Glendale, where he succeeded in getting ashore. As soon as he completed his story, which did not take him long to narrate, the operator forwarded the message to Boston and added the words, "Important-for immediate livery," for the instruction of the general office. Fred signed the de patch as paid at Edgecomb, and received a signed statement from the operator giving the hour and minute when the message had been forwarued to Boston. With that document in his pocket Fred bade the oper ator good-bye and started to return to Edgecomb 'l'hc nearest route back was by the river road, which of fered pretty rocky walking that morning; but Fred was in high spirits, for the $100 was a.s good as in his pocket. However, the sun was shining bright and wann, and though the fifteen-mile walk to a point opposite the village might take him a. good part of the day, he faced the job like a little man. He entertained some slight hope of recovering his boat which he had tiecl securely to a tree when he landed near the house, but if it was gone when he reached the spot he expected to get a boatman higher up to put him acros s If the boat he had borrowed was lost for good he would have to pay for it, but on the whole he felt that he could afford to dO-.that under the circumstances. With hi s waterproof coat under his arm he trudged sturd ily forwaid, unmindful of the mud, and taking care to skirt the big puddles which glistened at frequent intervals along his way. After covering nearly three miles, which brought him close to the vicinity where the house had grounded the night befor
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A WIZARD FOR LUCK. -------.:_:.c::: -. :3: of whom I know has a knife, or at least he had it last night me your club, which I noticed you know how to use with in the house?" good effect, and I'll see that he doesn't make any trouble for Fred, however, was too plucky to hold back simply beyou." cause the odds were against him when he believed that it 'l'ho gentleman was clearly a man of reso l ution and was his duty to do something. action. He glanced around for something that might answer for llud he not been taken at sudclen by the a weapon. ruilians ho would have mac1e matters very hot for them At his foet he saw a heavy stick. before they could have succeeded in getting the better of He grabbed it up at once, and thus armed prepared Jor him, i.f indeed thoy could have done so at all instant action. His manner helped to cow J obkins, and Fred had no "Hold on there, you rascals!" shouted J?refl, springing trouhlc in tying the .fellow's hands behind him from the bushes, plub in hand. "What in thunder are you Then insensible Rowley was treated in the same way doing? Robbing the man?" \\'ith the aid of his own handana handkerchief. The two ruffians paused in their work and glanced at When both jobs had been satisfactorily executed by the him in a starlled way. young operator the gentleman expressed his satisfaction. "It's the kid!" snarled Jobkins, who was on his knees "Now, my lad, what is your name and where do you live? beside the fallen inan, and was in the act of taking a paper I wish to know whom I am under such a great obligation from one of his inner pockets. to." Rowley, who had straightened up from a stooping posi"My is Fred Sparks, sir. I live on a small farm i.10n, glanced over his shoulder with an ugly scowl on his belonging to my mother about two miles outside o.f the by no means prepossessing countenance. village of Edgecomb, on the other siile of the river." "Come now, drop that!" said Fred, advancing on the "Ah, indeed/' replied the gentleman. "You are ome rascals. distance from your home. Let me inlro.1uce myself. I Rowley tumed around and faced him. am Major Payne Stratton, and I live in Glendale." "Buttin' in, are yer?" he roared. "I reckon we'll learn "I am glac1 to make your acquaintance, Major Stratyer a lesson yer won't li1ke ton," said Fred, with some deference, for the ID;ajor looked He made a dash to. seize Fred, but the boy swung his like a man of position and influence. club loo quick for him, l anding a blow on his shoulder that "You arc a plucky boy, Sparks," said Major Stratton staggered him. "I don't know how you managed, all by yourself, to down Rowley uttered a string of imprecations and put his hand both of these rascals, but there is no disputing the evidence to his hip pocket. of the fact. However, I recovered my senses in time to me Suspecting the fellow was about to clraw a revolver, Freel the neat way you 'handled that ruffian yonder, and I !lm jumped at him anc1 brought his stick clown on Rowley's bound to say that no one could have done it better. The head with such good effect as to stretch him senseless on rascals collared me unawares anc1 pulled me off my horse the ground. while I was looking at some of the damage done by the Then he turned his attention to J obkins recent r\tins. It is my habit to take a ride around the coun -That ruffian was paralyzed by the way the boy had try every pleasant morning. This morning I followed my handled his companion usual custom in spite of tho misrrable condition of the He pulled out his knife and jumped to his feet. roads. On this occasion I was combining business with Fred gave him no time to use ihe weapon, but swung hispleasure, for I brought out a sum of money to loan a farmer club upward, catchmg the fellow a blow on his wrist that acquaintance of mine, and but for your timely assistance sent the knife hurtling through the aiT into the b11shes. I would have been robbed of it.n Jobkins, iurious with rage, tried to rlo e on him. 'J'he major stooped and recovered his bag of money and The young operator, nimble as a monkey on his feet, pocketbook. avoided his onrush by springing aside. "l'ii"ow. my boJ," continued the gentleman, "it is only fair 'f\hen, with a low swing of his club, smashed that I should testify my appreciation of your services by the rascal in the shins. givinoyou some substantial recompense." \ Jobkins fell to the ground with a howl oi pain, and was 'T'he major opened his wallet, which was well filled with unable to get up in a hurry. bills. Fred stood over him with his weapon and ordered him "I'd rather not take any pay, sir," replied Freel. "Y QIU not to move on his peril are welcome to what I did in your behalf. I considered 1it The victim of the villains had by this time recovered his my duty to interfere to save you from being robbed and senseg and was a witness o.f Jobkins' discomfiture. possibly injured by a pair of rascals whom I knew to be "Well
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8 A WIZARD FOR LUCK. "Yes, sir, though I'm only a new hand at the business." "What pay do you get?" Fred told him "What pro spects ha.ve you of advancement?" 'l'11e boy said that he wasn't very clear on that point, but that he supposed after he had been a year oi\ so in the company's employ he would get a better position with more pay. "At any rate, that's what I m looking for," concluded Freel. "How would you like to get a.. better position :rod more pay right away?" "That would suit me very well, sir," replied the boy, eagerly; "but I can hardly expect such good luck." "You look smart, and I s hould judge that you' r e am bitious." "Well, sir, I'd lik e to get ahead in the wor ld as fast as I could, but I expect to do it through my own efforts en tirely. I haven't any backer, and on the whole I don't know that I'd care to be boosted into such a thing as a soft snap. It doesn't do a fellow any r e al good in the long run." The major nodded as if he appreciated the force of the boy's words. "Neverthe l ess," he said, "it's a good thing to have a friend at cour t, as the saying is. A boy may hav e the a bil ity to make hi s mark and yet lack the opportunity to show what's in him. It's half the battle s ometimes to get an early opening in the right direction. I think your talents fit for a wider field than that a regular telegraph operator. How would you like to go into railroading?" "Railroading, sir?" "Yes. I can. place you in the Eastern road, for I am one of the directors, and well acquainted with the chief official s of the line. There are three branches to the servic.e---: office, mechanical and road. Perhaps it would be well for you to get your sta .rt in the first. Y o uawould have to make up your mind to go to Boston, though, for the general offices of the company are there." I have no objection to go to Boston in order to benefit myself/' replied Fred. "And you r mother?" "My brother John. has charge of the farm and my pres ence is not necessary as long as I can send a few dollars home every month." "Very good. Do I lmder s tand that you will give up the Western Union; then?" "I will to get something that offer s a better futme." "Very well. I suppose you know that a good deal goes b y favor in this world?" "Yes, sir; I have heard so." "I mention this beca. use I have it in my power to favor you-and I intend to do it. You have done me a great service to-day, and I sho uld not be satisfied un less I re turned it in a way that would tend most to your ultimate advantage. In a few days I have to go to Booton. I will then see general passenger agent of the road about pla c ing you. In due time you will receive a l etter to report on a certain day in Boston. You will do so promptly, and after that I shal l expect to hear a good report of you, for, rem ember, I shall take a:n interest in your progress, and to that end will keep you in mind. Now, Sparks, we must see about getting these rascals to the Glendale jail. You don't mind keeping an eye on them, I suppose, until I can ride to town and send the police out here to take charge of them?" "I'll watch them, sir, and see that they don't get away," r eplied Fred. "Good-bye, then, till I see you again Here is my card with my address. If you come to Glendale do not fail to visit me. I'm general l y at home in the afternoon unless I'm out of town." "Good-bye, sir. I'm much obliged for youx offer to get me a better position than the one I now hold "Don't mention it. The obligation is all on my side." With those words Major Stratton mount ed hi s horse and galloped off towa.rd town, leaving Fred standing guard over the two ruffians. CHAPTER V. IN WHICH FRED LEAVES HIS HOME FOR BOSTON. After the lapse of an hour, during which Rowley recovered his senses, and the two rascal' made all sorts of threats against Fred for doing them up, three policemen arrived in a light wagon and took charge of the prisoners. They were dumped into the wagon with littl e ceremony, and when the outfit had departed in the direction of Glen da le, Fl'ecl started on again up the river road. After a short walk he reached the indentation of the. shore where the house had come to r est after its trip of ten miles down the stream. He saw it aground to one side not far from the tree that had furnished him hi s means of escape Further out he saw hundreds of logs jammed together and piled on one another against the shore. 'I'he submerged house and the mass of logs gave one some idea of the damage which the flood had occasioned along the cour s e of the Snake River. After Fred had satisfied hi s curiosity he resumed his way again. By noon he was nine miles from Glendale. The sight of a s mall farmhouse in the near distance with the smoke pouring from the kitchen c himney reminded Freel that he was getting hungry once more, so he cleciued that, as he still had some distance to go, he would try to get a meal at the place. He was now able to pay for the favor, as.he had recovered hi s four dollai"S from the rascal Rowley Accordingly, he walked up the lane to tho farmhouse a nd asked if he could be accommodated with a meal. The farmer willingly a cceded to Fred's request, but refused to accept any pay for same 1 The boy told the story of bis night's and morning's ad ventures at the dinner table, and was looked on as quite a hero. 'T'he farmer declared that he must have a cast-iron nerve to have dared the dangers of the river in the darkness and rain. "Five hundred dollars wouldn't have induced me to at i.empt it," he said. "I consider that you Look your life in your hands, and .that you ought to be thankful to Provi
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A WIZARD FOR LUCK. 9 He had gone about four miles when he came to the place where be landed in the boat the night before, and to his gTeat satisfaction he saw the stout little craft tied to the tree just as he had left it. The stream having overflowed the spot, Fred had to re move his shoes and stockings, roll up his trousers legs, ancl wacle out a dozen feet or more before he could reach the boat. "I gue.ss I've got my work cut out for me to row up against the stream," the boy said to himself, as he looked out on the swiftly-fl.owing river; "but it will have to be done, so the sooner I get down to work the better." He decided to row across first. He was carried down half a mile before he landed on the other side. After taking a rest he started to row up. the river, keep ing close in to the shore, where he found the current less swift. 4 He was obliged to stop several times to renew his wind, but about four o'clock the spire of the principal church in Edgecomb loomed up ahead, and he judged that he had not I over a m1 e more to go. At length he reached the little wharf where he had hired the boat. The boatman was sitting at the door of his house sm01killg when Fred landed and faste'lled the boat. "I had almost given you and the boat up as lost," he said, when Fred stepped up. "I didn't notice you coming across. Which way did you come?" Fred told him that he had crossed two miles below and then rowed up on that side "Were you carried down as far as that last night?" "I was. And then I was carried nearly ten miles further clown on a shanty." "How is that?" asked the boatman, in some surpnse. Without going into particulars about the t.wo r:}scalt, Fred told him how he had stopped at the building to rest, and that while he was there a sudden rise in the river had carried the house away, and that it finally went ashore three miles that side of Glendale. "Where was the boat all that time ?11 "Tied to a tree where I landed first." "Did you have to walk all the way ba. ck to it?" "Looks as if I did, for there's your boat safe and sound at your wharf." "I didn't know but you might have got a lift on the way. It must have been tough walking in the condition the roads are now." "You can gamble on it t.hat it wasn't a picnic." "Did you send your telegram off all right?" "Sure thing. I sent it from Glendale." "Then you had to walk to Glendale from the place where the house went ashore?" "No. I put up all night at the home of a section fore man on the Eastern Railroad, and thi.> morning he had me carried to town on a hand-car." "Then you walked all the way from Glendale to the place where you the boat, eh?" "I did." "I don't wonder, then, that the trip took you nearly day." When Fred left the boatman's he went straight to the hotel and presented1 the paper he received from the WestBrn Union operator at Glendale c-ertifying to the fact that the despatch had been sent to Boston at a quarter of eight that morning. l\fr. Murray read it, accepted it as satisfactory evidence that Fred had fulfilled his contract, and handed him the C'nvelope containing the $100 Fred then went to the office and returned the waterproof, ihe lantern and the old hat, after which he locked up, went to the stable, got his horse and rode home. "Why, Fred!" exclaimed h.is mother, as soon as he. ap peared, "where were you last night" that you did not come home?" "On the other side of the river, mother," he answered, cheerfully. "On the other side of the river!" she cried. "What took you there?" "A rowboat, mother," he replied, laughingly "Also the cha.nee of winning $100 by getting a despatoh throug h to Boston in time after the wires went down." "I don't understand you, Fred." "Well, let me have niy supper first, for I'm as hungry as a hunter, and then I'll tell you the whole story : His brother John now came in and started to wash up. "Why come home la.gt night, Fred?" he asked "Mother was very about you I rode in to the vil lage this morning and found your office looked up Where were you?" Fred gave him the same answer he had given his mother "I s'pose you went a.cross before the bridge gave way and couldn't get back befoxe to-day," said John. "No. It was because the bridge went down carrying the wires with it that I went across." "Is that so?" said his brother, in some astonishment. 'How did you get across?" "Rowed across in a -.koat. "Not by yourself?" said John, incredulously. "Yes, by m?self." "When did you do it?". "Last night between five and si?r. John looked at his brother as if he thought he had clone the craziest kind of an act "Did you tell mother what you did?" he asked. "I told ner' I had been across the river, that's all." "What did you go across for?' Don't you know that you were risking your life?" "I went across to earn $100, and I earned it," replied Fred "A hundred dollars!" "That's what I sai
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10 A WIZARD FOR LUCK. ''l"hus speaking, the young operator tooik his place at the of Western Union linemen managed to reconnect the broken table wires and thus re-establish the circuit in a temporary The meal was eaten in comparative silence fashion "Now, mother, I'm going to tell my story," sa.id Fred, at At any rate, Fred's instrument began to show signs of length. life again, and he sent a number of delayed messages that He began with the' appearance of Mr. Woodhull in his he had on file office ihe preceding afternoon, and his offer of $100 if he Thus a matter of ten days passed away, and he was be (Fred) conld by any means get a message through to Bos-ginning to wonder whether the major hadn't forgotten all ton for him before ten o'clock on the :following morning. about him when he received a. letter bearing t11e imprint of 'I took him up, mother, because I knew you needed $100 the office of the General Superintendent of the Eastern the worst way," went on Fred. "I had only to manage to Railroad. gd across the river before morning and the money would be Opening it, Freel found an exceedingly brief communica mine, so I decided to ri k it, thol1gh it was a. pretty hard tion addressed to himself requesting him to report at the and perilous feat." superintendent's office in Boston at his earliest convenience. Then he went on with his sto:cy,J;clling how lie had manThe result of that' letter was that Fred resigned his job aged afler considerable clifliculty to hire a boat; how he had with the Western Union company, and one day about a week set out on the: inrbulent river, and how he had finally rit li t.here; how the ri ing watc>r had carried the house a}vay, described the trip clown the river, and how he had :finally reached shore H e nanated how he had spent t.hc night at the section foreman's house, and had gone on 1.o Glendale next morn ing, from which place he sc:nt the meRsage within the stipu lated time. rl'hen followed his trip back llp the river, in i.he comse o. whieh he described how he had saved .Major Stratton from the two rascals, and how in return for that service 1.he major had promised to get him started in the railroad busi ne ss in Boston. "Surely you don't mean to your position in Edge comb and go way up to Boston?" cried his mother, who did not. relish even the mere suggestion of such a thing. "Why not, if I can better myself?" replied Fred. "Oh, I couldn't let you go so far away as that among strangers, my son," she said, with an anxious ring in her voice Yes, you could, mother. You wouldn't stand in my way for anything Edgecomb is really no place for me, no more than 1.he farm was. I mean to get ahead in the world, and the only way to do that is to get out ancl hustle where one can make the most of his opportunities. I believe I've made a good friend in Major Stratton. He's promised to giye me a tart in the right direction Then it will be up to me to make good, and don't you worry but I'll do that. Now, mother, you've been worrying yourself about the lack of $100 to make you r next payment on the mortgage. Well, here is the money," and he tossed the five bills into her 'The little woman looked at the bills and then, with tears in her eyes, she ro e and threw her arms around Fred's neck. "To think that you risked your life to earn that money for me!" she cried in quavering tones "Had I known you were going to do such a thing I never would have allowed you to do "Well, you didn't know, mbther, and so the money has been honestly eamed and it will pull you out of a hole. Let it go at that and say no more about it." I Xext clay a force 1 of men were put to work rebuilding the ruined section of the bridge, and at the same time a number VI. IX wnrcu FRED TAKES UP RAILROADING. [ wish to see Lamport" I t was Fred Spark who spoke, and the person 11e ad dressed was a young clerk in the employ oI the Eastern Railroad, in their general offices in the city of Boston. "Got an appointment?" a. ked the clerk, with a certain haughty air bred of constant contact with visitors whose business might or might not be or sufficient importanc e to warrant thc:i1 names being carried into the sanctum o.f the great mogul whose private office was close by. "Not C'\act l y," replied Fred; "bu L I've got a letter which directs me to report here as soon as I could." "Did you bring that letter with you?" "I did." "Let me have it and I will taike it in to Mr. Lamport. Fred produced the letter, the clerk took it, told him to take a seat and then di appeared through a door which bore the hl'O word s : "General Superintendent." In a few minutes he reappeared and beckoned Fred to follow him. r A moment later the boy found himself standing beside the superintendent's desk 1\Ir. Lamport was one of the mo t important employees in the service of the Eastern Railroad Co., and his manner showed it. "Sit down," he said to Fred. scarcely glancing at the boy "Your name is Sparks?" "Yes, sir." "You belong in Edgecomb?" "On a farm two miles outside the village." "Parents living?" "'My mother is." "You have been recommended to me for office work-as a. starter, till we find out what you're best fitted for-by the general passenger agent, 1\Ir. Peabody You are a telegraph operator, I understand?" 'Yes, sir. had charge o. the Western Union office at Edgecorn b." ''Didn't like the business, I suppose. Want to change I have been requested to put you to work. When can you begin?" "At once."

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A WIZARD FOR LUCK. The superintendent drew card from a drawer, filled in some blanks on it with Fred's name and other particulars, and placed it in a shallow oblong basket on his desk. Then he pressed an electric button A small, neatly-dressed boy answered the SUlllmons. Mr. Lamport in the meantime had dashed a few brief sentences off on a desk pad. Tearing the sheet off he enclosed. it in an envelope which he addressed, "Andrew Bul gin, Esq.," and handed it to the sma.11 youth, with these words: "Take this young man to the Claim Department." Then he turned to the desk and other busfuess, while the small boy led Fn1d out into the corridor 'The general offices of the Eastern Railroad Company occupied the upper floors of the depot building, while the headquarters of the president and other officers were located in the heart of the city. The boy led Fred clown the corridor to the extreme end, where a door faced them bearing the words, "Claim Depart ment Opening this door, Fred's conductor ushered him into a s mall reception-room, the first of the su ite, where they found another small boy seated before a sma.11 table reading a magazine. The superintendent's messenger laid the envelope on the table and walked away. The youth at the table took up the envelope, looked at l<'red and then entered an adjo ining room with it. In a moment or two he returned and told Fred to go in Our hero did so and found himself in a l arge, wellfurnishecl room and in the presence of the ch:ief of the de partment, who wa.'J seated a.ta desk in the center of it. Mr. Bulgin, who was a small, nervous-looking man, with eyeglasses, looked Freel 0ver critically and then said: '"Write a good hand?" "Yes, sir," replied Fred. "Come with me." He rose from his chair and led the way into an adjoin ing room fitted up with two des ks, at the larger one of which was seated a sandy haired, sha rp-featurccl man of perhaps forty. "Mr. Hallock," said Mr Bulgin, "you arc s hort handed, I believe Put this young man at work copying reports in our claim book'. I dare say you will find him useful in any other way that you wish to employ him." Mr. Hallock, assistant claim agent, nodded and then gave Fred a sharp glance as the chief returned to his own office. "Name ?" asked Hallock. "Freel Sparks." "Handwriting good?" "Yes, sir." "Specimen, please. You will find paper on yonder desk." Fred sat down at the desk and wrote a dozen sentences off-hand, :finishing off with his name and address. He brought it over to Mr Hallock. The assistant agent glanced at the paper and seemed to be satisfied. He pushed a button in his desk. A nearby door opened and a clerk with a pen behind his ear entered the room. "The copying of our c laim reports are awa.y behind. I think?" said Mr. Hallock. "Very much so, sir. We are short handed, as you know." "I know. Take this young man. His name is Sparks Give him the desk formerly used by Maltby, and show him what to do with the 'reports." "Very well, sir. Come this way," to Fred. The boy followed the young man into the next room, where a dozen clerks were busily employed over books and papers at as many desks. He was shown to a desk in a corner by a window overlook ing an alleyway. There was a closet nearby where he was directed to hang his hat and overcoat. The clerk then got a record book-a big, thick volume it was, and a pile of legal documents. Freel was told to copy the contents of the papers into the book, in order "Bear in mind, Sparks," said the clerk, "that the must be an exact fac similie of the originals. No words o r punctuation marks omitted or transposed. No word or mark inserted that does not appear in the legal copy. In a word, you cannot be too careful in transcribing these papers, as everything depends on their conectness Understand?" Fred said that he understood what was required of him: and he was left to make a beginning. The other clerks in the room looked at him curiously, mentally sizing their new associate up and wondering what sort of a chap he was. This first inspection was on the whole favorable to Fred They liked his face and the way he carried himself. They judged him to be a good fellow and were disposed to court his acquaintance. Freel worked steadily away m1til noon, when the clerks began to drop work and go out for lunch. There was an exit and entrance for the emp loyees of this room on a side corridor leading to a stairway that connecled with thealley. As each clerk passed a certain desk he picked up a small square slip of paper, stamped it on a time clock, wrote his name on it, and hung it on a file He repeated this performance when he came back within the hour allotted to him. The clerk who had introduced into the room and set him at work came up and, telling him he could go to lunch, explajned the time-clock system. Accordingly, when Fred put his hat and coat on he fol lowed the routine and left his name on file. He had noticed a clean, modest-appearing restaurant within a block of the depot when on his way that morning to the superintendent's office, so he went there for his noon day meal. He dispa tched his lunch inside of half an hour and left the restaurant with a toothpick between his teeth. With thirty minutes yet at his disposal, he walked slowiy back toward the depot. The sidewalks were alive with pedestrians of both sexes, half of them probably on their way to some train. There were also many vehicles passing in the street When Fred reached the street on which the depot faced he saw an elegant equipage drawn by a pair of mettlesome grays, standing in front of the main entrance to the offices. A handsomely dressed girl of sixtee n or seventeen years \

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1 2 A WIZARD FOR LUCK. ========================================================================::::!:::=was seated in the back seat holding a red parasol to ward off the sunlight. The coachman, who had been sitting as stiff as a ramrod on the elevated box seat, suddenly noticed that something had gotten out of gear with the harness and desceitded from his perch to fix it. At that moment a red auto came gliding down the street. When it reached a point opposite the team the chauffeur l et off a most "toot, toot" from his horn to clear the way ahead. The high stepping grays took alarm at the sCYUnd, and both suddenly sprang forward, knocking the coachman to one side in the dirt. In another moment the horses and caniage were off clown the street at a speed that scattered the people at the first crossing right and left in terror for their lives Fred was standing at the opposite corner when the team toO'k fright. He heard the shouts and saw the people fall ha.cl} in some confusion Then he saw what was happening It was a runaway pure and simple, and as the block be low was congested with trucks and other vehicles waiting for their chance to get alongside the long freight platform, a smashup, that was bound to wreck the stately equipage and probably kill the horses as well as the girl in the carriage, was imminent He saw that unless the team could be stopped within a comparatively short distance a catastrophe was certain. The girl evidently realized her peril, too, for she dropped her parasol, stood up and seemed on the point of jumping out, which would probably have been a fatal move on her part. Fred never thought quicker in his life. On the spur of the moment, with the nerve for which he was noted at home, he decided that it was up to him to stop the runaway and save the girl. He sprang into the middle of the street and waved his hat and arms at the approaching team. The frantic horses paid no more attention to him than if he wasn't there They bore right down on him like a whirlwind, and were upon him before he realized his own danger. CHAPTER VII. IN WHICH FRED MAKES A DARING RESCUE. After all, self preservation is the first law of nature. Fred jumped back to save himself from being run down. As the nearest horse bnished by him one of his hands caught the check-rein while the other instinctively seized the upper part of the girth. In a fraction of a second the plucky boy was carried off his feet. Shouts and cries from the sidewalk greeted his perilous predicament. Everybody looked to see him fall under the legs of the frightened animals, to be crushed under the wheels of the I But Fred's lucky star. saved him from such a fate, and his steel-like sinews bred ofyears of farmwork, aided by his natural agility, did the rest. Springing into the air he threw one leg across the horse" s back and swung himself astride of the animal. Tearing off his jacket, he threw it over the steed's eyes and pulled his head back. The animal immediately lost headway and began to hold back, thereby clogging the movements of his mate. The girl in the carriage gazed in a fascinated way at the boy who had come to her rescue. Instinctively she felt that her safety lay in him. As the team lost headway several men took courage to jump into the street and add their efforts to that of the brave boy. Finally the horses were stopped within a short distance of a heavily-loaded truck, and Fred sprang from his perch and resumed his jacket. He was surrounded by an excited crowd of onlookers who vied with one another to express the admiration they felt for his intrepid perf01mance. He pushed his way back to the carriage and asked the girl if she wished to get out of the carriage. "Yes, yes," she said, nervously; "plea e assist me." She put her foot on the iron step and then sprang into his arms. He led her over to the sidewalk with some difficulty, as the crowd by this time had grown into mob-like proportions. "Shall I escort you back to the depot, miss?" he asked her, politely. / "If you will be so kind," she replied tremulously, grasp ing his arm for support, for now that the peril had passed away the reaction made her weak and almost hysterical. "How brave you were to spring on the horse's back and stop the team! I am sure you saved my life." "I a.m glad I was able to be of service to you, miss," re plied Fred, regard ing the girl with a look of admiration, for she was uncommonly pretty. "You look faint. Shall I take you into the drugs tore to rest?" "No, no; it isn't necessary. Take me back to the depot, where my father is." "Certainly." He took her by the arm and they made their way through the crowd to the street' crossing, and so over to the block bordered by the depot. A fine-looking gentleman came running up to them just as they reached the corner of the building. "Father!" cried the girl, throwing hers elf into his arms and bursting into tears. "My dear child!" he exclaimed, kissing her fondly. "Tell me that you re not hurt in any way. I saw what happened." "No, father, I'm all right, but I'm-I'm frightened!" "Well, miss, I'll bid you good-bye now," said Fred, feel ing that h,is usefulness to her had come to an end. "No, don't go," she said, recov ering her self possession a bit and catching him by the sleeve. "Father, this boy saved by life." "Indeed! Then, young man, you have placed me under a debt of gratitude. Let me know your name and your address, for I"shall want to sec you again." "Fred Sparks is my name, sir. My address is the Claim Department of the Ea,stern Railroad Co." "The Eastern Railroad! Are you one of the clerks?" "Y cs, sir

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A WIZARD FOR LUCK. "Young man, you shall hear from me in a day or two at: "I hear you saved the life of the daughter of the presi the out s ide I am George Wentworth, the president of the 1 dent of this road," said the head clerk of the room, the road, and this is my daughter, Edith. Be assured that I young man who had put him to work, and whose name was shall not forget the service you have rendered my child. Fuller. You have thanked him, have you not, Edith?" he a.dded to "I won't deny it," replied Fred, moaestly "I did what I the girl. thought .was right." "No, father, I was too confused and frightened You "Well, all I can say is that you've done a mighty big will excuse me, w6n' t you, Mr Sparks?" she said, looking thing for yourself at Fred: "I am deeply grateful to you for saving my life, "In what way?" and shall never forget what I owe you." "In what way? Why, by doing a favor for Miss Edith "That' s all right, Miss Wentworth. I am glad I was able Wentworth you've made a good friend for yourself in her to help you out." father He won't forget you. I'll bet you won't remain "But you risked your life to save me. You might have long in this room doing routine work. You'll be advanced been crushed by the horses and the carriage. You were to some easy berth with big pay and short hours." very, very brave to do what you did I saw it all. You were "Think so?" said Fred, with a smile. the only one who dared come to my aid "I'm suie of it." She fiasbec1 a look of admiration at him that made his "I wouldn't advise you to bet on it. I didn't seek a poblood tingle. sition on this road to be 1a.dvanced before I deserved it. I "Well, I must get back to work, for I have already overexpect to get ahead on my merits, not by luck." stepped my time,'' said Freel. Fuller regarded his words with some astonishment. "You will call a.t our house and see me, will you not?" "Oh, come, now, Sparks, you don't mean anything hke she said, detaining him. "We Jive at No. Commonthat. Promotion here goes as much by favor as by anything wealth Avenue. Write it clown for him, father." else. You may be as smart as greased lightning, but it does "We shall be very happy to see you, young man," said not necessarily follow that you' ll get on unless the po wers Mr. Wentworth, writing his adchcss on the back of a carcl that be take special notice of you. In no business is cornpe and handing it to Fred. "Mrs. Wentworth will want to tition for advancement so keen as it is among the clerks of thank you, too. Call on us as soon as you can. a big railroad company. Accident and pull count for as "I will try to do so," replied the young clerk. much, and, very often, more than real merit. Who got you He lifted his hat and walked awav followed hY Edith's the job here?" eyes.. 1 :;Major Payne Stratton Hrs stamped hcliet showed that he had been out an hour The deuce you say He's one of the dll'ectors. Are and a half. you a friend of his?" "I was unable to return any sooner," be said to the clerk "I am acquainted with him,'' replied Fred, evasively. who look e d after the tickets. '"There was a runaway in the "With him and the president to ca.Il on, you ought to street and I stopped the team, that's why--" land on the top shelf." "You stopped the team!" exclaimed the clerk "I hope to land there some day, but I don't intend to "I dicl." get there through either Mr. Stratton or the president of The clerk whistled and looked at him in a strange way. the roa .cl." "Was Miss Wentworth hurt?" he said, in some little ex"You tell that so straight that one feels almost compelled citement. to believe you." "Not a bit. You know then that--" "I never say what I don't mean," replied Fred. "It was the carriage of the pre s ident of the road-yes. "Upon my word, Sparks, you're an odd kind of chap. l'ni thinking you made a ten-strike. You're likely to be in Why, there isn t a clerk in this room but would give his the butter-tu], after this." eyeteeth if he could exchange places with you after what you "What do you mean by that?" asked Fred, puzzled at did this afternoon.'' his remark. Fred laughed. "If you prevented a smash-up, which might have resulted "Where do you hail from?" in the cleath of MiES Wentworth, you'll be in line for the "Edgecomb, Maine.'' srftest job in the building. I wish I was in your shoes, "What did you work at before you decided to tackle railSparks !" reading?" "I'm not looking for a soft job, and wouldn't take it if "I was an opera.tor in the employ of the Western Union.'' it was offered to me,'' replied Fred, promptly 1 "Why didn't you "ask for a job in the train clespatchers "You-wouldn't-take a soft-job?" fairly gasped the office or on the road?? astonished clerk 'Oh, come now, you're joking!" "I didn't ask for anything in particular. Major Stratton "No, I'm uot j01king,'' answered Fred, walking over to his offered to place me in an office job, and I accepted, 'so here desk and resuming his work of copying the legal papers I am." into the record book. "And you expect to stick here in spite of your pull?" Within a quarter of an. hour every clerk in the room had "I hope to stick until I can see my way clear to somelearned what the new clerk had done while out at lunch, thing better.'' and he was the focus of admiring and envious glances from Fuller thought he aw a mental reservation in Fred's the rest of the force. answer, and winking a large \vink to himself, said good-At :five o'clock work was over for the day. night, and the two parted at the corner

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A WIZARD FOR LUCK. CHAPTER VIII. IN WHICH 1FRED DEMONSTRATES THAT HE IS ALL TO THE GOOD. His attitude made a: good impression on the president, and that gentleman assured him that he would see that his ability was :fittingly recognized '"I will keep myself informed of your progress, Sparks," he said, "and you will be promoted as fast as the service will permit and your abilities warrant The morning papers had an account of the gallant rescue r Then, telling Fred not to fail to ca ll at his home some of Edith Wentworth, daughter of the president of the Eastevening soon, dismissecl him, and ihe boy returned to his ern Railroad Co., by Freel Sparks, a clerk in the Claim desk in the Claim 'beparim en t afte r getting his lunch. Depar tment of the company; consequen,tly, nearly every em The other clerks looked at him inquisitively as he sat pfoyee in the depot building, from the general superintend -clown to his desk, and wondered if that was to be hi s last ent clown, knew a.bout the occurrence by the time he reached clay in that department the office. When, however, he up next morning as usual, and There was naturally much speculat\on an1ong the clerks in the day after that, and so on, they began to wonder from a the different departm e nts as to who the l ucky employee was, different point of view. for, of course, they considered him uncommonly lucky beFred learned the Joca.tion of Commonwealth Avenue, and cause he had saved .the li fe of the presid e nt's daughter. the means of getting there from his boarding-house, a.ncl The clerks in the Claim Department fell over one a non Friday evening h e called at Mr W entworth's home. other in their eagerness to make his acquaintance next He asked for Miss Edith, ancl was shown into the parlo-r mornin g and much .to their surprise they did not find him while his name was carried up stairs to that young lady puff ed -up with a sense of his own s uddenl y acquired im She reireatccl to her room io get into one of h e r best portance. gowns, and in the meanwhile Fred was invited to come upOn the con trary, they found liim a very modest ancl sostairs, where he met Mr. Wentworth, and was by him i.n. cia.lly-inclined young fellow, and a ll took an immediate lrocluced to his wife. liking to him The lady of the house was very gracious to him, and Fred was preparing to go out to his lunch that day when thank e d him for the priceles.s service he had rendered her a messenger summoned him to the office of t.he gene r a l daughter. superintendent. After a little while Edith appeared and welcomed him "Sparks," said Mr. Lamport when the boy appeareu tewith unaffected warmth. fore his desk, "you appear to have s.pecially distinguished She laid herself out to entertain him, and her bright, yours e lf yesterday afternoon, jud g ing from what I read in vivacious ways completely fascinafocl him, 80 that when h e the mo rning papers. I did not call you here, however, to bade her end her parents good-bye he was desperately smit speak about that, but to tell you that the president has just ten with her. asked me over the phone to send you up to hi s office in the Narragansett Building, s o you had better go at one." She made him promise that he would cal l again soon, "Yes, sir; but I'm not very familiaJ. with Boston yet, and and he was onl y too glad to assure h er that it would give I have no idea where the Narragansett Building i s ." him g1feat pleasure to do. so. "It is on Tremont Street, near-but to make sure that Fred w011ked ste adily i:q. the Claim D epartment for three you will not go astray I'll send my messenger with y ou." months at a somewhat higher rate of salary than the posi tion u sualfy commanded for a beirinner 11e superintendent summoned hi s boy and told him to v tak e Fred up to the office of the president of the road He di.cl not know that the president had fL"\ecl his rate of They boarded a car, and before long entered the building pay himself, and that be was receiving as much as a clerk where the execu tive offices of the company were located. who had been in the company's service for two yea;s or rrhe super intendent 's messenger left him in the general more. r eception -room and hurried bac k to the d e pot. The office emp loyees 1 rcrc paid on the fir s t of each month, President Wentworth was expecting Fred and s hook and on the following day Fred sent his mother a sum equiv hand s with him when he took the seat beside that official's a l ent to the wages he had earned during t h e short time he desk had worked for the western Un ion Company. We will not record the conversation which took place This was suffici ent to stop the gap made by the loss of hi s between them, but will merely say that Mr. W entworth once services on the farm, and his 'mother gradually became rec more expressed the grat i tude he felt toward the boy for onciled to his absence from 110-ine. s a vin g his daughter's life, and then sa id he would like to During those three months Fred demonstrated the fact give Fred some substantial evidence of his appreciation that h e could work like a Trojan, and a lso that he was "How long have you been in the employ of the cornaccurate ancl pain sta king in everything he took hold of. pan y ?"he asked Fuller, the chief clerk, came to look upon him as an emFred clear l y surprised him when he answell:)cl, "one day." ployee' who could be t.horougl1ly relied upon to pull out in The boy told him how he ca.me to connect with the comany emergency pany, and how he expected to advance himself in time to a Mr Bulgin, the chief of the department, noticed that M:r. good position. I1amport, the superintendent, seemed to take a whole lot of Fred plainly l et it be known that he had no wish to be interest in Fred. any one's favorite, but that he hoped to get ahead by his He wasn't aware, however, that thi s was occasioned by merits alone. the periodical requests made to the superintendent by the /

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A WIZARD FOR LUCK. 15 president of the road for a report on the boy's progtess and general efficiency. Once during that time a similai request came from the general passenger agent, who was responsible for Fred's ap pointment. That official made the inquiry in response'to a letter from Major Stratton, who wanted to learn how his protege was getting on. .Altogether, quite unknown to the bright boy, powerful interests were overlooking him with a view to his early advancement in the service. Everybody but himself seemed to truke it for granted that he was slated for rapid promotion as soon as he had been broken into railroading. Strange to say, this good luck did not give rise to any great amount of jealousy on the part of the other clerks, for Fred had established himself as a general favorite in the department. / He was modest and unassu ming in his deportment toward his fellow workers, and was always ready to help any one of his associates out at any time that his own work per mitted him to clo so: Although his boarding-house life in a big city like Bos ton, which was new to him, brought him in contact with many tempiatiop.s, he managed to steer clear o:f the acquis i tion of bad habits that would have seriously impaired his general usefuln ,ess. He visited Edith Wentworth about twice a rnonlli, and had firmly established himself not only in the good graces of that young lady, but in the good opinion of her parents as well. rrhey learned all about his former life, for Fred had no secrets to conceal, and was very frank in telling everything about himself. In this way Mr. Wentworth got a line on the bent of the boy's and he decided that it would be ultimately to Fred's advantage if he switched him off from routine office work and afforded him an opportunity to enla. rge his scope of railroad knowledge. Perhaps the president of the road had noticed the grow ing intimacy between Fred and his daughter, and thought it would be well to prevent it from going too far. He was too grateful to the lad, and appreciated his manly and independent way, as well as his evident ability to a degree that would not permit him to suggest a curtailment of his visits to the house. But there are more ways than one o.f killing a cat, and Mr. Wentworth, whether his daughter was a factor in the case or not, decided that Fred would be more in his element in a road than an office position So as a first step to this change he requested the superin tendent to transfer the boy, with .ff strong recommendation, to the freight department of the Boston yards. The :freight yards were about a block fro m the depot, and there one morning Fred was put to work cheeking outgoing and incoming freight, ancl attending to such other work as the agent saw fit to give him to do. Here he remained for anofoer thrne months and estab lished as good a reputation for himself as he had done in the Claim Department. He was getting on swimmingly at his new branch when one morning he was summoned to the office of the gene ral su perintenden L CHAPTER IX. IN WHICH FRED IS TRANSFERREb. "Spal'ks," said Mr. Lamport, when Fred presented him self at his office in response to instructions, "you've been working at the freight sheds for the last three months." "Yes, sir," replied the boy, wondering what was coming "I have received very favorable reports of your work from the agent in charge, and as an opportunity offers for your adva11cement I have decided to push you ahead "I am very much obliged to you, sir," replied Fred, with a thrill of pleasure. Had the boy known the t;ruth of the matter he would have found that his promotion bad been brought a bout by the president o f the road. So early an advancement as he was about to get the bene fit of was decidedly unusual in the routine of the road, but then he didn't know that. Most of his fellow clerks a t the freight sheds ha.d been anywhere from six to twelve times as long holding down their present jobs as he, and their chance of rising higher was not particularly-brilliant at that moment. He was to. be passed over the heads of the whole force of ordinary clei,ks and given a responsible position on the line. "I am going t0 shift you down the roa.cl," said the supet in ten dent. "Down the road, sir !" '"l'o Cresson Junction. You will start in as assistant to Harlow, the agent. In thirty da.ys we expect you to be competent to take charge of the station yomself Fred was staggered. He was actually going to be made a station agent He was delighted beyond measure, and yet he hated to get away from Boston-and Edith Wentworth There was no getting away from the fact that he was dead gone on the p,resident's daughter, though there was little likelihood that that fact would do him any good. He was a poo r boy, dependent on his own exeitions for a livelihood, while she was the only child of a rich and influential man. The boon of her society for the past six months would henceforth be as a sweet dream to him, nothing more "This is more than I expected so soon, sir," he said to Mr. Lamport. "You will not return to the freight sheds," said the superintendent. "You will need a few homs to get your traps in order to start:" "When do I go to Cresson?" "On the Portsmouth accommodation, No. 233, which pulls out of the station at six." Fred thought his transfer a quick one. He wondered if he would have a chance to. call on Edith, tell her he was shifted out of Boston and wish her good-bye "l"'lie superintendent drew a map toward him, ran his finger along the main line of the Eastern road till it paused at a spot where a short branch 'line diverged from it. "Here you are," he said. "Cresson Junction, 110 miles east of Boston Harlow has been instructed to secure ac,

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16 A WIZARD FOR LUCK. cornmodations for you, and will be on the lookout for you to-night. Call at half-past two. I will have your orders writt e n out, and all other papers nec essa ry. You can look them o.ver on the train." Fred went directly home, told his landlady that he had been suddenly ordered out of the city, squared his account with her to date, and went to his room to pack his two grips. He carried them with him to a restaurant, ate his din ner and rode down to the depot, wher{! he left his property in the baggag e -room to be called for. It was no1v close to ha If-past two, so he repaired to the superintendent's office once more. "Mr. Lamport has been called a way," said the messenger. "Your name is Sparks, isn't it?" "That's right." "Come inside. Tl1ere is an for you on the su perintendent's desk that he told me to give you when you came here." It was addressed: "Frederick Sparks, Cresson J unction." / "Mr. Lamport told me to tell you tha.t there .is a pass to Cresson Junction in the envelope. He also sa.id that your time at the freight sheds has been made up and that if you apply at the paymaster's office you will get your money." "All right," repli ed Fred. He hurried to the designated room on that floor received his wages to date and then, looking at the clock, calculated that he had time enough to pay Edith a brief visit. As the car was passing up Washington Street he hap pened to glance out of the window, and to hii;; surprise saw Edith and her mother standing in front of a big r etai l dry goods talking to a gfilltleman and lady. He sprang from the car and hastened over to them. "Why, Fred!" exclaimed Edith, when the boy touched her on the a.rm. "This is quite a surprise!" She shook hands with him in a way that showed she was delighted fo meet him, while her mother nodd e d and smiled. Fred drew the girl a little aside. "I was just going to your house to see you," he said. "Indeed l" she replied, in surprise. "I wanted to bid you good-bye." : Bid me good-bye!" she ejaculated, in not a little aston islunent. "What for?" "I leave Boston at six to-night." "At six! Are you going home for some reason?" she asked, with a serious look "No. I'm going to Cresson Junction." "What for?" "I've been shifted." "Shifted "Yes. The s uperintendent ord ere d me to report at that statioh to-night." "Isn't this rather sudden?" she asked, with a look of concern. "It is sudden. I only hear .cl about the change at e leven to-day." "And you expect to remain there for a.while?" she asked, evidently not pleased at the idea of losing him. "For some time, I guess. I 'm to be the station agent there after thirty days." "I'm sorry you're going to l eave Bost on," with a su s pi cious moistvre in h e r eyes. "I wouldn't mind it if it wasn't fo.r--" "For what?" she asked, as he stopped. "Leaving you," he blurted out, with a look that she read ily interpreted and which called a bright blush to her cheeks. "I've learned to think a whole lot of you, Edith," he went on in a. low tone. "I know I ha ven't any right to, but I-well, I can't help it. You've been very kind and nice to me-as nice as a sister, and I s hall be lonesome and homesick away from you. I should lik e to think that youwell, wha.t's the use1of talking?" he sa. id, hu ski ly. "l don't amount to anything, while you-you're rich and have lots of friends, and I am nothing to you." She saw the moisture in his eyes, while his tones thrilled her, and she laid her da.intily-glo ved hand on his ann. "Don't talk nonsense, Fred," she said, in a low, soft tone. "You are something to me. I don't want you to go, but if you must, I shall not forget you. I shall think of you every day and long for the time to come when I may see you again." "Do you mean that, Edith?" he asked, eagerly. "I do. You must write to me and I will answer your let ters. You won't forget to do that?" "Forget, Edith? Never! Never as long as I live. I only wish--" "What do you wish?" she asked, looking at him with glistening eyes. "Don't ask me, Edith. I have no right even to breathe the thought of such a thing. Your father and mother would be very angry if they thought I was so presumptuous as to dream of crossing the .gulf that lies between us. At any rate I never would be considered worthy of aspiring to wha t was beyond my reach." 'I think I understand you, Fred," she said, with a look that set his blood tingling in his veins "Shall I give you a watchword? It is 'Hope.' There is nothing that may not be won by perseverance and a. brave h eart. You have both. Then why be discouraged at the o utset? The gulf you speak a.bout may be bridged and the object you seek gained." "But you do not know the prize I would win." "Perhaps I can guess," she replied, looking down. "Oh, Edith, if I only dared hope that I had even the ghost of a. chance." "Foolish boy Can't you see that you have every--" "Edith," interrupted her mother at thi s point, "you will have to excuse yourself to Mr. Sparks. We have scarcely time to make our purc hases, for we are clue at Mrs. Pres cott's a.t five. "Mother, Fred is going to leave Boston. He is wishing me good-bye." "Indeed!" ejaculated Mrs. W e ntworth who already knew that the young railroader was slated for an out-of-town position. "When do you leave town?" "At six to-night." "Then I suppose I must say good-bye to you. You will call on us, of course, whenever you return to the city." "Certainly, Mrs. Wentworth. Good-bye." They shook hands and the la
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A WIZARD FOR LUCK. And so they parted, Fred taking a car back to the depot, and wondering if his chance of ultimately winning Edith Wentworth was within the bom1ds of probability. CHAPTER X. IN WHICH FRED ARRIVES AT CRESSON JUNCTION. At quarter1past nine that night the Portsmouth local, No. 233, stopped at Cresson Junction, and several passengers, including Fred Sparks, alighted on the long platfonn. Fred walked into the waiting-room of the station, which was lighted by a large reflector lamp, in time to see a square -built man come out of the little office where the tickets were sold, and other cle:t;ical work connected with the .station done The boy stopped and looked at him. He guessed this might be Harlow, the station agent. He was not wrong in his surmise. Harlow looked at him and was prepared to recognize him as his new assistant, and the lad who was to relieve him at the end of thirty days. "Are you Mr. Harlow?" asked Fred. "That's my name. You are Frederick Sparks, I guess?" "Correct. Qlad to know you, Mr. Harlow." "Same here," answered the agent. They shook Jrnnds. "Corne inside and we'll have a talk, then I'll take you over to your boarding place. Tl1e lad y who owns the is a widow. You'll find her a nice person I've lmown her ever s ince I came to the Junction." They entered the littl e office, which Fred viewed with a certain sense of proprietorship, as he felt that he would be in full charge a month h ence. "You are you ng for a stati on agent," began Harlow, after they were seated. "How came you to catch on? Got a pull?" His words s truck Fred lik e an unpl easant blow. It had never occurred to him until that moment that his promotion was due to anything other than hi s own ability and strict attention to business. Now there flitted across his mind a vision in which Major Stratton and President Wentworth stood forth with great clearuess. He began to realize that one of these gentlemen probably the l atter, had been the lever that had moved him from Bo ston to Cresson, and s hov ed him up a not c h. To a boy' lik e Fred this was not a palatable cud .to chew. Harlow's question w as s o direct that he had to answer it some how, though it was embarrassing fo.r him to admit that influence had anything te do with hi s transfe r. "I'm acquainted with the president of the mad and also with one of the directors, but I never asked for nor desired their influence," he replied. Harlow coughed incredulously. He knew that along the line went fargely by favor. Only a chump would refu s e to avail himself of the influence of a friend at court, and certainly this boy didn't look like a chump, even in the most temote d egree. 1 "How long have you been with the road?" he asked, "fiix months." ... I I I Thai settled hy doubt he might hav e entertained con cerning the boy's pull "I've been instructed to break you into the job," said Harlow. "I think it won't ta}\e me thirty clays to do that, for you look as smart as chain lightning. You're an oper ator, of course? I need hardly ask you tha.t, since it is essential to the job." "I a.Jll I "How did you learn? At a school?" "No. I was taught by a. western Union man and took his place with the company until I resigned to go rail roading "I guess you're all right. Well, I'll soon show you the ropes You won't find your regular dutie s hard, for there isn't much g.oing over the branch at this time of the year It's a sort of summer line in the main-goes to and connects with the navigatioh company's steamers It isn't the work-it's care that killed the cat." "You refer to the responsibilities of the position, I sup pose?" "Yes;. you ll find them unusual." "In what way?" "In several ways. You'll get on to som e of them befo r e I leave. Mooney is the worst." "Who's Mooney ?" "He's the night operator. Goes on at si,x. He's away to-night. I don't know where he is." "Oh What 's the matter with him?" "He drinks." "How does J1e hold hi s job?" "Pnll." That word was hat e ful to Freel, and it prejudiced him again s t Mooney "Doesn't h e attend to his business?" "Yes-after a fashion. He isn't al.tending to it to-night." "Is h e drunk?" "Probably. Tha.t isn't the worst, however. I suspect that he stands in with a bad crowd around h e r e "What about this gang?" "They're night hawk s Always up to some kind of rascality. You must always keep your weather eye lifting after da!"k; if you don't--" "Well?" "You'll regret it, that's all. I'm glad to get away from this joint. Another six months of it would turn my hail' g ray." "Pleasant prospect for me," said Fred, squaring his jaws. Harlow observed the a c tion. "You'll get along, probably, for I can have grit." <'Well, ha rnn' t you?" "I've non e to spa1;e I can't stand continuous worry." "I never worry-if 1 can h e lp replied Freel. "It would take a cas t-iron man not to worry her e." "Well, I suppose I'm up against it; but you can paste thi s in your hair-I mean to do my duty or break a leg." As Harlow couldn't leave the s tation he got the man to t ake Freel over to the place be had selected as a home for the boy while he remained at Cresson Junction. Fred rather liked the little widow who owned the house, while the room seemed to be sat i sfacto ry in ever y respect. He appeared at the s tation next morning at seven ready to submit to the breafoing-in process, and Harlow was on

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,,.18 A WIZARD FOR LUCK. hand to give him an insight into the manifold duties of a station agent. There was not such a great number of waybills to be made out, nor tickets asked .for, during the day, as he had expected Still, there was a whole lot to attend to in one way or another. After he had set all the lights up and down the track, which ended his duties for the day, Harlow told him that the day's work was a fair sample of what he might expect to have to handle at that sea s on of the year "That so?" replied the boy. "Then I s hould s ay you've had a fairly easy time of it, take it all together." "I never had a kick coming on account of the work, even in the summer, when things are a bit lively.. ,No; it's what is liable to happen at night that's k ept me awake for hours after I turned in." "What's that got to do with you? It' s up to Mooney, I should imagine." "No, I'm the agent. If anything se rious h:.ppened while Mooney was on I'd have to shoulder th e re s pon s ibility." While he was talking with Jiarlow, a short, chunky, smootl1-faced man came into the s tation and walked into the office. "That's Mooney,'J said the ag e nt. "Come, I'U introduce you to him. You might a s w e ll mak e hi s a c quaintanc e first as last." So they followed the night operator inside "Mooney," said Harlow, "this i s Fred Sparks, who take s c h arge here on the first of ne x t month. Spark s I'll mah: yon acquainted with Phil Mooney Mooney sized Fred up to his own satisfaction at one glance, and he grinned s ardonically. "So they'N:: sendin' boys out now to run the s tation s are they?" he chuckled. "I wis h y e luck, young f e ller, but I'm afeared ye' ll have yer hand s full." "I was telling him that thing s w e re rather strenuou s around here at times," said I s'pos e ye toJd him I was a soa.k, too, eh?" replied the ni ght operator, with an unpleasant chuckle. "I did tell him that you crooked your elbow too often on occa ions, which is the truth, unfortunately." "It ain't your funeral!" snarled the operator. "But it willcause your s one of these days "Huh! Forget it." Click Click click! Mooney turned around and sat down before the table on which the station call-D. G. 13-was sounding, sharp, dear and distinct, on the little. brass instrument Fred's ear t!1Lllslated the message as it came o ver the wire and Mooney wrote it out with a pencil on a pad. It came from the next station on the Bos ton side, and was something to cause the three to sit up and take notice. It ran as follows : "An engine, running wild at a two-forty clip, just passed, bound east, on down track You have barely time to switch runaway before Express No. 66 is due at .Junction. Fred easily understood the import of the message. The runaway held possession of the track supposed to be clea r for the Boston and Portland Express, which should pass Cresson Junction in six minutes. Unless the wild engine was promptly switched on to the branch track, which at that hour was clear all the way to Lakeview, there would be troulJle to burn. Clearly there was no time to be los t if a disaster was to be averted CHAPTER XI. IN WHICH FRED AVERTS A HEAD-ON COLLISION. Fred, after a glance at the clock, was the fir s t to make a move IIe seized a lantern that toocl on the floor, da s hed out of the office, and ran clown the track with the switch key fo his hand. It was a dark night and the sky was threatening rain. To the eastward whence the express was coming on at a high rate of speed the track lay straight as a die for a mile or more in the gloom In the oppo s ite direction the track too k a curve a quarte r of a mile from the station and disappeared behind the trees 'l'he station was th e only bright object in the land s cap e but beyond it, s ome littl e distance away, w e re the straggling lights of Cresson Freel hu s tled to mak e the s witch that would slnmt the wilCl e ngine off the main track on to the branch. With no means of making s team th e runaway would then probably "die"' before it got a s far a Lakeview, which sta tion would of cour s e be notified ot' its coming The re was a thick mas s of s hrubb e ry near the switch, and a s Freel placed the lantern on the ground and stoop e d to unlock the l e v e r a man's face was thrust through the bushes. The boy' s fa c e was thrown into relief by the light, and the man in the background saw it quite di s tinctly IIe uttered a low exclamation of surprise, which was fol lowed by a deep imprecation. He pushed his way through the shrubbery, and creeping toward the switch suddenly t11l'ew himself upon Fred and bore him to the ground A pair 'of wiry fingers sought for the boy's throat, but Fred, though taken completely by surpri se, was not easily s ubdued. 'I'he thought fl.ashed across his mind that he was up ,1g ainst one of the night prowlers m e ntioned by the sta ti on agent, and he was fully resolved that the rascal should not fiml him an easy mark. A des perate struggle for the mastery immediately ensued. The knowledge that more even than his own safety de pended on the outcome of the scrap nerved the boy to put forth his utmost efforts to win out. By a quiok mo'Vement he squirmed out of the man's clutch and rolled over on his back, the better to see what kind of antagonist he was facing. 1 The rascal, however, jumped on his chest and tried to hold him down. Fred caught a look of his face, reflected in the light of the lantern, and gave a gasp of a tonishment. It was Rowley, one of the two men he had had trouble with along Snake River, near his home, and whom he sup posed was safely lodged in State prison for attempted high robbery, of which crime Major Stratton had nearly been the victim. "Oh, it's you, you villain!'' cried Fred.

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A WIZARD FOR LUCK. 1 9 Ye r recognize me, do yer ?" hissed Rowley, pausi n g in his efforts and glaring down at the boy. "Yes, I know you "Yer'll know me better when. I'm done with yer. I owe yer somethin' for gettin' me pinched, and helpin' to send me up, and I always pay my debts!" "You only got what was coming to you "Did I git it?" chuckled' the rascal. "I'm afraid not. A screw must have worked loose some wh ere You got ten yea.rs, and here it isn't ten months and you're free "Jest so. So ye're workin' for the railroad, are yer? Yer won't work long, I'm thinkin' T'll fix yer so yc'll lay up in the hospitaJ. for awhile, drat yer !" "Don't count your chickens before they're hatched," re plied Fred He made a sudden shift of his body, exerting all his strength at the same time. He threw Rowley over so that they lay side by side with their heads touching the side 01 tho rail. The villain strugg led hard lo regain the mastery, bui Fred's muscles of. s teel held him down, though he could not get on fop himself "Blast yer !" gritted Rowley. "1'11 git the best of yer yet!" "You only think you will. I'm not a chicken." After another incficciual struggle, both slop p e d with one accord to regain their breath Then it was that Fred's alcrL oars caught the first faint 'ibraiions tdegra.phecl along ihe rail ; of the approaching runaway engine from the west. He was facing in that direction, too, and presently the headlight of the locomotive came into sight around the curve a mile away. The sight of that glaring white eye cutting its way tlll'ol1gh the darkness awoke the boy to the reaJ.ization that everything depended on the issue of the next few seconds The switch was unlocked, and all he had to do was-to pu ll the lever. But he must rea c h it fir t, and to accomplish the job he must shake off Rowley in an effect ual way. As he gripped the ra sca l for a fresh effort Rowley seemed to understand his purpose, for his finger s got busy, too. While they struggled fiercely in each other's embrace the wild engine was rushing down on them at a lively gait. The glare of the headlight was now upon t11em. In a moment or two the runaway would have passed the switch. At that tense moment the boy heard the long-drawn out whi s tle of the express up the track as it pas se d Bailey's Crossing, three-quarters of a mile distant. It was approaching like a whirlwind, and no power on earth could avert a head-on collision with the runaway if the l atte r got by the switch. With a cry of desperate earnestness Fred put forth every in ch of power he possessed. He fairly rose into a sitting position with Row l ey at arms-length in his grasp Then with a sudden swing ho threw the man down. Rowley's head hit the rail with a thud that jarred every bit of consciousness out of him. The boy struggled on his feet, weak and dizzy from t h e tension he had been through. The runaway engine was right on top of him almos t, with rapidly-moving drivers, coming out of the darkness like some mysterious phantom of night, its eye glaring ahead like an ogre's. The sudden wild screech of "down brakes" came thrill ingly through the air from up the track. The engineer of the express had seen tho a pproaching h eacllight dead ahead on the same track, and knew some thing was wrong, for no train shou ld be coming in t ha.t d i rection on the north track. As lie had been assured of a clear track to Berwick by t h e signals displayed at Tower No. 16, two miles back, he had fmpposed, wlien he :first caught sight of the headlight, that it came from the locomotive of the night freight drawn up on the long siding at the Junction. The air-brakes were instantly applied, but w ith a m o mentum of nearly a mile a minute to overcome, ther e was little chance of stoppage that side of Cresson As Freel sp rang forward, seized the lever of the swi t ch and pulled it over, he saw the headlight of the exp ress dangerously near. A second or two later the runaway engine dashed up and then glided off on to the branch with a rumble and a quive r of its big drivin g wheels. Until it had passed Fred's heart was in his mouth, then he pushed the lever over and lOcked it with a thrill o f thanksgi ving at his heart. 'I'he crisis past, his strength gave way aJ.l a t once and he collapsed beside the switch. The engineer of the express saw the &'Witchlight tum from white to a blood Ted, denoting a blocked track, as F r ed pulled the lever over, and his blood ran cold, for he k n e w hi s train could not be halted before reaching the switch Then he sa w the glowing headlight before him sudden l y disappear and the switchlight r eturn to a white, or clea r track, and with a cry of relief he whistled "off brakes" a n d threw off the reverse lever. So, as Fred half c rouched, half lay, beside. the switch, the pond e rou s express train flew past in safety with a rush and roar, and soon vanished around the curve on its way t o Bo sto n. CHAPTER XII. IN WHICH FRED FINDS IIHISELI!' UP AGAINST MOONEY. While Fred reclined half exhamtec1 beside the switch; Rowley recover ed his senses, staggered to his feet, ancl looked around in a dazed way. Then, muttering incoherent expressions unde r his breath, he reeled off into the bushe8 and di sappeared, withon t notic ing the boy in the gloom. Finally Fred pulled liimself together, got up, took the key out of the switch lock, picked up the lantern and re traced his steps to the station. _.--"What's the matter with you, Sparks?" asked Harlow, regarding his assistant with "You look as white a sheet." "I nearly missed connections, tha.t's all." "I noticed you were a long time getting the switch open. What was the trouble? Wouldn't the key work well?"

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A WIZA11D Fon LUCK. "lt worked all right, but I was jumped by a rascal who mu s t ha've been hiding somewhere down there, and I had the time of my life getting the best o.r "Oh, that was it, eh? One of the night prowlen; tried to rob you. A bad moment to be up against those scamps So you beat him off?" "If I hadn't done him up there'd have been a smash -up on the line. I barely had time to switch the runaway when the express was on me.'' "Thank Heaven things turned-out all right!" said Har low. "You've had a taste of what's before you if you re main at the station any time.'' "What's the matter with the police force of Cresson? Why don't they clean the night-birds out?" "They've tried it and failed. The prowlers keep out o.f sight whenever there's an officer around. To trace them to their retreats has proved an impossible job.'' ( "I know the chap who attacked me. He and his pal were convicted of highway robbery at Glendale, Maine, about fifteen miles from where my folks live, and they were sentenced to ten years in State prison. That happened six months ago, and I can't understand how th.is fellow happens to be at liberty, unless he escaped." On their way up the road to Cresson, Fred told Harlow the incident& which led to his acquaintance with Ro,rley and J obkins, as well as his adventure in the fie ld by the river road when he saved Major Stratton from being robbed. "I see," remarked the station agent. "The rascal evi dently managed to make his escape in some way. Now he's hanging around this neighborhood, or tramping it to Bos ton. He's got it in for you because of your hand in sending him up. "rt is probable that he'll get away from this lo cality as fast as he can, as he knows you have recognized him, and will put the police on his track." "I'll go to the station -h ouse at once, if you'll show me the way." "I'll do that willingly." When they reached the station-house in Cresson Fred told his story, and assured the chief of the force tlrn t Rowley was an escaped convict and ought to be recaptured. The officer said he would send men. out to try and catch him. Fred was satisfied and returned to hi s boarding place. The Cresson police caught Rowley next day s everal miles from the Junction, and he was returned to the pri son from which he had escaped As for the night prowlers, they kept very quiet during the four weeks that Fred was learning how to run the station and Harlow r e1harked that. he guessed they had abandoned thei1 old stamping grounds. At l ength the first of the montli came around and with it the pay-car. As soon as Harlow got his money he bade Fred good-bye an
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'A, WIZARD FOR LUCK. "I think you'd better cut the bottle out here," replied Fred, coolly. "Who says so-you?" sneeringly. "It's not doing you any good." "That's my business." "And mine," replieil the boy, firmly. "Yours! Confound you for a young whippersnapper, with your swelled head because you're the agent. Well, I'm thinking you won't last. It takes a man to run this sta tion, not a beardless kid. Things are coming to a pre.tty pass when the super sends one of his favorites to lord it over a veteran like me. I won't stand it!" Mooney brought his hand down on the table with a blow that made his pencil and pad jump. Suddenly his feet were tripped from under him, and he went down with Mooney on top. The shock dazed him, and he lay helpless. The night operator uttered a shout of satisfaction, and picked up a heary wrench that lay within his reach to hit the boy. As he raised his arm to give the blow the sharp call of the Junction-D. G. 13--came from the instrument on the table, repeated over and over. It seemed to recall 'Mooney to a sense of his duty. He dropped the wrench, jumped off his intended victim and staggered over to the table where he answered the call, and the following message was clicked off : "I won't stand it," he repeated. "Do you understand "Hold freight No. 61 on siding for special to pass. Re-that ?" peat." Fred made no reply, but looked him straight in the eye. 'The operator writhed under his stead:)' gaze. Mooney repeated the message back to the operator, and There was some thing in the boy's eye that disconcerted then came "0. K." back to him. him. Fred, coming out of his daze, heard the message clearly. "Don't look at me that way!" he screamed. "Don't!" It was the night operator's business, as soon as the 0. waving his arms wildly in front of his face. "You put me K.': rea.ched him, to set the switchlight, three hundred in mind of him yargs back "Him! Who do you mean?" This he could do, without leaving the office, by means of Mooney shrank back in his chair and made no answer. a rod within his reach. Fred stepped forward, picked up the black bottl e where M.echanically he threw out his hand to grasp the rod, but the man had attempted to hi4e it, opened the window and as his senses were somewhat confused he got hold of the threw it out. wrong one and set the switch -li ght at the opposite end of The crash of glass against U1e track aroused the operator the station. He looked for his bottle as Fred was closing the window, Then he threw himself back in his chair, having a ppar-saw it was. gone and s p rang, to his feet in a rage. ently forgotten all about the young station agent. "You've thrown it away!" he frothed. In a few moments he began to nod, and by the time "I have. I won't stand for anything like that in this got on his feet he was s noring loudly. station." The boy rega rded him with a disgusted and troubled air. With a howl like a furious b e ast Mooney sprang at the Mooney was apparently useless for some hours, if not for boy. the remainder of the night. "I'll break your neck he hissed. ''You sha'n't boss it Fred would have to s tand his "trick." over me. I'll half kill you!" That was an awkward predicament to be placed in, for In anot h er moment the two had grappled in a desperate besides losing his proper rest he ha.cl but an imperfect knqwl-stru gg le. edge of the night routine. CHAPTER XIII. IN WHICH FRED T.A.KES THE ST.A.ROH OUT OF PHIL MOONEY. They swayed to and fro around the s mall office, banging up against the telegraph table, against the wa.lls and get ting tanglTd up with the chairs. Mooney had come to the office with something of a jag on, and had been loading up s ince from the black bottl e He was in a bad humor, and Fred's return had only ag gravated it. He had a standing g rouch anyway again s t the young agent because he was a .boy, and somebody's favorite, as he b e lieved. Havin i worked himself into a crazy fit, he was in a con dition to do Fred a bad injury. The boy saw he was up against it hard, for Mooney was no mean antagonist. He didn't want to hurt the operator if he could help it, but h e soon saw that it was a question of downing the man or being down e d himself. Some of the calls he probably wourd not understand and confusion would result. However, there was no help for it. The first thing he did was to drag Mooney, chair and all out into the waiting-room, where he left him n ear the stove. Then he returned to the office, took up the train sheets and tried to familiarize himself with the situation. While he was thu s engaged h e heard the rumble of tbe approaching freight which h e knew must b e No 61, or dered to be held up on the siding until a spec ial following with right of way had passed. Without looking at .the switchlight rods, for he had seen Mooney reach out and set what he naturally supposed was the proper one, Fred picked up the lantern and started for the platform. He opened the door just in time to be dazzled by the headlight of the freight as it came up and dashed by with a rumble and roar. 1 1 The engineer showed no disposition to slow down, and the boy gazed upon the speedi.n.g cars in great astonishment. He couldn't under stand why the driver had disregarded the signal.

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A WIZARD FO R LUCK. Could Mooney have made a mistake? lle turned pale with appreheIJsion and dashed back into the office. Glancing at the rods, he saw that the night operator had indeed blundered The question was, could he repair the matter? llis hanu reached for the proper rod, but had barely touched it when the electric bell told him that the train had already traversed the signal circuit. "Too late!" groaned Fred. "I'll have to hold up the special to sa Ye it, and that is bound to l ead to no end of a TOW. N one chance yet to mend matters If I can get Tower No. 16 in time I'll be a 11 right." Iti :fingers dropped to the telegra,ph key. With feverish speed he sent the call to the operator at the tower. The response came back immediat ely. Then he wired: "Back Freight No. 61." The operator's 0. K. came back to him and the instru ment became silent. As a precautionary measure he set the block s ignal that should have been displayed by Mooney, so that in caRe the freight c1icl not get back before the special came around the curve the latter would be stopped He took the lantern and went to the door to watch for the roforn of the freight, and in a shod time he sa. w it backing do1("n the main track. He gol it on to the s iding just as the specia l came in s ight, and he hastened to set the block signal back to "a clear track ahead." Mooney snored all through the night and awoke at sun rise fairly sober. He was astonished to :find himself sitting ouL in lhe waiting-l'oom. He rnac1e for the office at once anc1 found Frec1 taking do1rn a despatch. "What docs this mean?" he growled. "What arc you doing here?" "'l'aking your place so lha.t things woulcl go right," re plied the boy, coolly. "How did I gel outside?" "1 put you there." "You did?" "After receiving an importa:nt message, and then s elting the wrong signal, you fell back in your chair helplessly intoxicated." "I did?" replied }fooney, in a dazecl way. "Yes. Had you been alone here there would have been a wreck up tl;ie road. Now, Mr. Mooney, this sort of busi ness has gone as far as I'm going to let it. You've got to promise me right now that you'll come on duty sober, and that you won't bring any more black bottles into the office. Refuse to agree to that and I'll ask for your immediate transfer You know well enough that I'll be called on for my reason for ma king the request. Well, it won't be to your advantage for it to reach the ears of the superintendent. That's all I've got to say. It's up to you now to say which it shall be-your pTOmise or your transfer." _'The operator flung a black look at Fred, and seemed dis posed to be ugly, but the boy took him up short. "Last night before yol1 succumbed you attacked me for throwing your bottle out of the window. You got me on the floor and took up a wrench to brain me. You would have done it, too, but or the Junction call which called you back to a glimmering of your duty. Now it is in my power to order your anest for that "It's a lie!" cried Mooney, hoarsely "I never attacked you "I'll let the magistrate decide tlrnt unless you haul in your horns," replied Fred, sternly. "Now, are you going to turn over a new leaf, or aren't Although the night operator felt an intense feeling of resentment against the young station agent he could not help recognizing in him his master. 'l'he boy had him in bis power, and so Mooney threw up the sponge and promised to be "good." Thenceforth Freel had no urther trouble with him of any importance. Winter came on, wore away and merged into spring, and everything ran smoothly at the Junction The first of May was close at hand, ancl Fred had been just one yeaJ. in the employ of the Eastern Railroad C0. when something happened Fred got a hint of coming advancement through Bdith's last lelter. She couldn't tell him exactly what was on the tapis, but she had heard her father tell her mother that certain changes about to be put into force by the company would enable him to advance Fred Sparks to a more responsible job than be now held. "Father says you have shown yourself to be a boy in ft thousand," the l etter conclucled, "and that he will be much surprised if you don't rise to become the general su perintendent of the road some day If you only guessed how happy it made me to hear him say that. With my watchword ever before you, yon arc slowly bridging the gulf that you said lies between something you wish for v_ery much, aren't you-dear? Mamma has noticed that I have a very regular conespondent at Cresson Junction, and as she knows you are the statio n agent there of course she naturally draws her own conclusions She must have told papa, for the other night he took me on his lap and drawing my head on his shoulder, aeiked me who it was I was so in tere s ted in at Cresson Junction. Just as if he didn't know! do you suppose I said? 'T11c b:i;avest and best boy in all the world, papa-the boy wha risked his life to save mine.' Papa smih: 1 and said I should have added 'the smartest boy,' as well I am sure he thinks a great deal of you, and means to help you all he can, but it is up to you, dear, to cross the gulf; and you will do it, I lmow. 'l'hen you'll find 'somebody's sweetheart waiting with outstretched arms for the dearest, the bravest, the and the smartest (underscored) boy in all the world. Lovingly, your own Edith." CHAPTER XIV. WIIlCII Jo'RED IS MADE ACTING SUPERINTENDENT OF THE LAKEVIEW BRANCH. One morning a dapper litllc man, with a curt, business like air, dropped off the Boston & Portland ea;;tbound express, which slowed up, but did not wholly stop at Cres s on Junction. F i red was making oht a waybill for a carload of stuff that

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,., ., A WIZARD FOR LUCK. 23 was about to be shipped to Boston, and was rathef surprised to see a stranger march into hi s otficc with the atsurance of one who had the right to do so. "Well, sir?" asked the young agent, brusquely. "You're the station agent, I be! icvc ?" said the stranger, Rharply. "I am." '"Your name is Sparks?" ''That's right," replied Fred, in ome S'lirprise. "l'm the traveling inspector of the road," said the in truder, tossing a card on the shell in .front o.f the ticket window where the boy was writing. Pre.
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24 A WIZARD FOR LUCK. The inspector took his leave and Fred saw him through the window making notes with a view to certain needed im provements. That afternoon he went to Lakeview to make further observations, and from there he went on to Bunkport. Unknown to the young station agent the exte n sion from Lakeview to Bunkport had already been surveyed and the right of way secu red. Two nights later a construction train, loaded with men and material, reached the Junction and was switched on to the branch. Next
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A WIZARD FOR LU.CK. 25 tion in that subtile essence that, like a wireless telegraph, flows from heart to heart. A s fru: as words went there was no change in : Fred's usual style, but the girl missed something, ancl she began to ask herself what it was. It was simply that the boy had ceased to be a boy-a fact she could not understand .May and June passed and the. third July, an unusually hot day, was at hand. The Lakeview Branch was in full swing, with two passen ger trains running each way daily, and a freight at night. Fred had his hands tolerably full of business as things were, with a lively anticipation of what would be in store for him when the extension was finished to Bunkport. So far he had made good right up to the notch. Everything was running as smoothly as a well regulated machine. Fred, in consequence, was feeling like a fighting -cock. :r o word of commendation had reached him officially from headquarters. He hardly expected that. It was sufficient to know that nothing of the reverse order had come to hand. But he was not left without word s of praise and encour agement for all that. These came in Edith's letters. Her father had evidently kept himself well informed about the progress of the acting superintendent of the Lake view Branch, and he had once in awhile mentioned Fred to his daughter in a complimentary way that. made the girl's heart glad. And Edith had reported her father's words to her young lover. Edith and her mother were to l eave Boston on July 3 for their summer In her l ast letter, received by Fred that morning, s he had stated that fact, but in a seemingly unaccountable way had neglected to give him a hint as to their destination, there fore he could not answer h e r l ette r, which he always did at once, until he heard from h er again. It wasn't lik e the girl to negl ect s u c h an essential partic ular, and Fred was surprised and disappointed that the omission existed. "Oh, well," he thought, "in the hurry of packing and getting ready to be off she forgot it. When she gets to her hotel wherever they are bound for s h e' ll be looking for the Jetter that will not come and then-maybe she won' t give a scolding in her next." T9at's the way Fred excused hi s litile sweetheart. Jil'e looked wistfully at the s i g nature, "Yovrs lovingly, Edith," and wondered when he would have the pleasure of seeing her. It was nine months s ince he parted from her on Wash ington Street that afternoon whe n he left Bost on to take charge of the station at Cresson Junction, and a whole lot had happened since then. He wondered, if she could see him now, would she notice any difference in him. He certainly felt like a different boy-or w'as he a boy a n y lon ger? He looked in the little looking-glass tha.t hung near his elbow close to the tick e t rac k to convince himself that he looked the same as usual. The hot afternoon sunshine, shining through the open window in front of the telegraph apparatus, flushed s mooth face. He could not see any change in his customary app earance. "No, outwardly I'm the sa.me old Fred; but-there's a change, just the srune. At that moment the shrill whistle of a locomotive was borne to his ears. He hardly needed to glance a.t the clock to assure him self that that was the Boston and Portland Expresswhich now stopped at the Junction to acc9mrriodate the summer travel up the bran c h Fred knew that there would be a mob for Lakeview that afternoon, for the next day was the Fourth. The hotels had been filling up rapidly during the week, but a large proportion of their patron s came to Lakeview by the Eastern Division, and took the steamer up the lake at Bunkport. The rest came by way of Cresson Junction. Fred went out on the platform as tlie ponderous engine swept past with air-brakes set, and trailing behind it followed the mail, express and baggage cars, the smoker, day coaches, and drawing room cars. Fran: k Jones, the agent, came out behind him "President Wentworth's private car i s attached to this train," he said "It'll be dropped here, and I've received orders to see that it's hooked on to the Lakeview train which leaves in ten minutes." "What!" almost shouted Fred. The president's car, and it's going to Lakeview?" The thought flas hed across his mind-could that be the destination of Edith and her and the girl hadn t even hinted the fact to him? He stared after Jones who was pushing his way down the pl a tform through the streams of alighting passengers bound for Lakeview. Why hadn t Edith told him f Didn't s he know that it offered her a chance to see him again? Of course she couldn't help knowfog it, then But perhaps, after all, Edith and her mother were not aboard of the car. I P e rhap s Mr. Wentworth had loaned the car to a party of hi s friend s Well, h e would go and see who wer e 01!the car. It was his duty as well as the agent's to see that the car was attached to the Lakeview train. As he passed down the pla.tform h e sa w a vision of love liness in white attire, standing on the front platform of the private car. IJis heart began to beat faster, for he was willing to swear that was Edith. He hurried his steps, for he saw s he looking for some one, and wh? ought that someone to be but himself? In another mom ent she singled him out and began wav ing her handkerchi e f at him. He wanted to breaik into a run, but he felt that woul d be an undignifi e d proceeding on the part of the acting su perintendent of the Lakeview Branch. so he walked forward as fast as he coul d

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26 A WIZARD FOR LUCK. "Fred, you dear, dear boy," she cried, as he sprang up the steps and caught her by the hand. "Edith, this is a great surprise to me. You never--" "Told you? I wanted to surprise you,'I she cried, with flushed face and dancing eyes. "Well, you've clone it, all right. How well you look," he said, looking at her with mingled ;:iclmiration and love. "Do I? And you-you haven't changed a bit, except you look manlier and handsomer than ever," she added, demurely. "Thank you, Edith, you said that very nicely," he luughe<:l, and there was a happy ring to the laugh. "You don't know how glad J am to see you. "Are you really?" she said, laying her gloved hand ca ressingly on his arm. "Are you really and truly glad to see---" "My little sweetheart! Well, I guess I am!" She blushed like a June rose and smiled coyly in hi s face. "The express pulled out at that moment, leaving the private car standing on the main track. "Come inside and see mamn13," said Edith, stepping toward the door. Mrs. Wentworth greeted Freel very kindly: "We are going to La 1keview to spend the summer," she said. '"Edith wouldn't listen to any other place, so I had to agree." "Why Lak eview, Edith?" asked Freel, mischievously. "Can't you guess?" she said, with a smi l e and a blush. Fred thought he could, but he didn't say so. The Lakeview train now backed clown the track and the private cal" was coupled on. "All aboord !"sang out the conductor. "That means I've got to drop out," said Freel, extending his hand :first to Mrs. Wentworth and then to the girl. "Isn't it a shame!" cried Edith. "But you'll be up to morrow, won't you? We're going to stop at the Lakeview. Hemember, I'll look for you." "I'll be up in the afternoon, and I guess I can manage to stop over," he said as the train began to move. "Good bye till then." He jumped off and watched the flutter of a handkerchief as long as he could seeit. He kept his word, and di.Heel a.t the Lakeview Hotel at five next clay. He dined with Edith and her mother, and then he and the.girl 'Yent out for a walk together to watch the They had a great deal to say to ea.ch other which wouldn't interest the reader, but which was extremely interesting to their two selves. These tete-a-tetes were continued at frequent intervals all through the summer nights, and when the first 0 Septem ber came around, and Edith had to return to Boston, they parted with mutual regret. Their last night together both remembered a long time. "You know I love you, Edith, and I lmow you love me, isn't it so?" he asked. "Yes," she answered, softly. "'l'hen why deny me one kiss at parting?" he asked, wistfully. "Because the gulf is not yet spanneLl, dear. When you can go to papa and mamma and ask them for me, and they give their consent, then I will be wholly yours, and you may kiss me; but until then you must be patient, for though my heart is yours my hand is yet to be won. It is up to you to win it." On Christmas week the first train ran through from the Junction to Bunkport, and now Fred was no longer desig nated as the acting superintendent, but the superintendent of the Lakeview & Bunkport Branch. And clid he fill the bill? Well, rather, for he was fighting for a dainty prize in Life's Lottery, and he was determined to win, be the odds what they might. During the year that folloll'cd Fred built the branch line up in a way that won the hearty commendation of the gen eral superintendent and President Wentworth. He was evidently the right person in the right place, but he was too useful an employee to be kept on a branch line when an opening of division superintendent On his twenty-first birthday lie was put in charge 0 the Rastcrn Division of the road, and a year later was trans ferred to the Portland. Division of the main line. After nine months' service he was shifted to the Boston Division, with an office-in the depot building where he had :first begun his career of railroading in the Claim Department. f These shifts hac1 all been made for a purpose, and at the instigation of President Wentwnrth. It was to make him familiar with the whole system, for Mr. Wentworth, having weighed him in the ha.lance and found him full weight, determined he shou ld eventually suc ceed Mi-. Lamport as genera l superintendent of the roa.d. It was not expected that he would attain this office for some years, but here Fred's luck again came in play-Mr. Lamport was found dead in his office one afternoon, a vic tim of heart failure, and thus at the age of twenty-five Fred Sparks became virtual head of the Eastern ;Railroad. Then he went to Mr. Wentworth and asked him for Edith's hand. Mr. and Mrs. Wentworth had long accepted this as a foregone conclusion, and so the answer was favorable. Then Edith placed her hand in his and said: "The gulf is spanned at last, and I am wholly yours. Now you may kiss me." And thus Freel won both fame and fortune-fa,rne as the best superintendent the Eastern road ever had, and fortune with Edith, for she was an heiress to a million. When their marriage was noted at length in the Bo ston papers the clerks of the Claim Department who bad known him as a fellow worker said with one accord that Fred Sparks was certainly "A Wizard for Luck." 'HE END. Read "A FORTUNE AT STAKE; OR, A WALL STREET MESSENGER'S DEAL," which will be the next number (128) of "Fame and Fortune Weekly." SPECIAL NOTidE: All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any newsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps by 1 mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies you order by return mail.

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 2'1: Fame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, MARCH 6, 1908. Terms to Subscribers. .Single Cople$ ............................................ One Copy Three non th$ ................................. One Copy .Sb nonths .................................... One Copy One Year ...................... .............. Postage Free. How To SEND MONEY. .05 Cents .65 .. $1.25 ::a.50 At our risk send P. 0. Money Order, Oheck, or Registered Letter; re mitt.a.noes in any other way are at your risk. 'Ve 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 letteis to Frank Tousey, Publisher, 24 Union Sq., New York. GOOD STORIES. Military music in the French army Is getting into a very low condition. The two years' service bit the regi mental bands very hard in taking away from them one balf of their strength every year. Efficient bandmasters, however, and bard work might have counteracted this. But now the supp17 of bandmasters Is threatened. These were provided by means of annual competitions among army bands men for positions of master and assistant master, but for two years now these examinations have not been held, and fully recognized in London, where the prospect of abating the smoke and fog nuisance is hailed with no small satisfac tion. Has any one ever wondered why the number four is invari ably written as IIII on the dials of clocks, while everywhere else in Roman characters it appears as IV? About 1370 Henry Vick, one of the first makers of clocks, produced an elaborate clock much resembling those of to-day, and gave it to Clm1les V of France, who was called the Wise. Charles was a learned man, and was proud and inordinately sensitive on some subjects. He accepted the clock, and shortly afterward Vick appeared at ihe court to see how the timepiece was running. "Yes," said the King, "the clock runs well"; but being anxious to find some fault with a thing he knew nothing about, he continued: "The only trouble is that you have got the figures on the dial wrong." "In what respect, Your Majesty?" asked Vick. "Why, stupid," replied the King, "that four should be four ones." "I thinlt Your Majesty is wrong," said Vick. "I am never wrong!" thundered the monarch. "Take it away and correct the error." Vick took the clock and, fiot daring to disobey his royal patron, changed the Roman numerals IV to IIII, and to this day the change re mains. RIB TICKLERS. "I understand your .brother is a great hunter." "Great! I should say so! Why, he can't go in the Maine woods now; he's shot so many guides there." already there are more than fifty regiments which, whatever "Do you know that a gaseous emanation from radium is they may still have in the way of a band, have certainly no trnnsformed into helium, Miss Elderly?" "No, Mr. Jinks. I'll recognized bandmaster. The annual competitions used, it just bet you're talking love to me in Latin." appears, to be conducted by the Conservatoire, which since 1905 has made one plea or other for neglecting them. To those who conceive of Alaska as a place of cold and hardship and privation there will be an element of surprise in the advice of Dr. Henry Gannett, of the United States Geological Survey: "If you are old, go by all means; but if you are young, wait." Mr. Gannett gives this reason for his advice: "The scenery of Alaska is much grander than any thing else of the kind in 'the world, and it is not well to dull one's capacity for enjoyment by seeing the finest sights first." Visitors to the Jamestown exhibition had a chance to study 'an interesting relief l.Ilap of Alaska, which was part of the government exhibit. It has been constructed as if it were a part of a globe sixteen feet in diameter. The scale is but a little more than forty miles to the inch, and the relief gives a prominence and distinctness to the elevations and depressions which a flat map cannot impart. A great deal of interest has been centered in "coalite," and numbers have called at the exhibition of it in Newcastle to see this coalite burning in the grate and hear about its re markable properties as a house fuel. It is a bright, hard substance, very similar in appearance to the best coke, and in burning it makes no smoke and gives off, it is claimed, something like twice the heat of coal, while a coalite fire lasts 40 per cent. longer than an ordinary coal fire. This coalite is produced by a process similar to that employed by the gas companies for the production of coke. In the case of the gas companies, coal is treated at 3! high temperature, the gas and by-products being collected and the residue being coke, but by the coalite process the coal is treated at a much lower temperature, with the result that the gas obtained is much richer. The by-products are also richer, and the resi due, instead of being coke, is coalite, which can be easily lighted, and burns with great steadiness and economy. For household purposes lt, appears to have a special value, in virtue Qf iti:; cleanliness and its heating power. This is now Bacon-Has he been successful with his new airship? Eg bert-Partially so. He goes "up in the air" every time he tries to start the thing. "Where are you off to in such a hurry?" "Don't stop me, for goodness' sake! I am going to my boss' funeral, and there is nothing he hates so much as unpunctuality." She (sternly)-Why were you so late last night? (apologetically)-! was held up on my way home(st!ll sternly)-Were you too far gon01. to walk alone? He She Puffer-Do you suppose we can get a drink at this house? Chuffer-Of course we can. Puffer-What makes you so sure? Chuffer-Look at those automobiles standing outside. "Pop!" "Yes, my son." "What is a nom de plume?" "Why, it is a man's pen name, my boy." "Well, pop, that's not the name you call your fountainpen when it won't work!" They met face to face at a seaside resort. "Let me see," the young man said. "Miss-er-wasn't I engaged to you once?" "Twice,'' answered the young woman, bowing coldly and passing on. When Russell was with the German Army in 1870 he r& ported a long interview with the Crown Prince (Frederick), some expressions in which gave umbrage to Bismarck. Bismarck him, lost his temper a nd said: "I you couldn't resist showing your importance by reporting all that that 'dunderhead' confided to you?" Russell replied: "Your Excellency knows that I always respect confidence; there ill much that you have said to me yourself that I have not re. ported." Bismarck: "Pouf! Anything I say to you you may bawl from the top of St. Paul's!" "I thank your Excellency,'' said Russell. "I shall use that permission to record opinion of the Crown Prince."

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28 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. THE SCARLET SEAL Of course it was too late to do much that night in the way of overtaking the daring thief, and the inmates of the house retired. By John Sherman. A case which presented some novel features was m) hands about two years ago. In the morning Miss Candice did not respond to the break \ fast bell; all calling and rapping had failed to elicit from placed in her the slightest answer. A young English variety actress had been persecuted by anonymous communications of a blackmailing nature, and she had sent for me to unravel the mystery and bring the offender to justice. The young lady, whom I will call Miss Cora Candice, was an uncommonly handsome brunette of a vivacious counte nance and a magnificent figure. She was quite popular in variety roles, and commanded an unusually large salary; but money, however, did not appear to be the prime object of the mysterious and threatening letters. It hacf begun with little notes of admiration, asking inter views; and these she had, of course, ignored. Then, the epistles had become more lengthy, the writer hinting that he had in his possession certain information which it would be to her interest to know, and demanding that she meet him as he appointed. Finally, as she disregarded these demahds, her unknown persecutor had declared that he held the most damaging evi dence against her, and that he would only suppress it for a consideration-naming a large amount! There was no signature whatever to 'ilnY one of these ex traordinary letters, the last of which was insolent and men acing to the most audacious The paper and envelope invariably used were of the ordi nary square, creamlaid quality; the penmanship was coarse and rude. The only thing particularly noticeable about the letters was the manner of the sealing. In each instance a round, fiat seal of scarlet wax was pressed upon the point of the en velope flap, and bore the singular impression of a skull and cross-bones. "You have no suspicion as to who the writer might be?" I said to her. She answered that she had not the slightest. The whole affair was an entire mystery to her; if he were not detected she feared something worse than mere annoyance would be attempted; in fact, she was terrified, and believed her life to be in danger. I assured her I would do all in my power to track her unknown persecutor, and so left her. I felt pretty fairly certain that the remarkable scarlet seal was a clew which, sooner or later, would be the means of identifying him. From the size of the sinister impression' I judged it had been made from an intaglio sto::ie worn probably in a ring. And the wearer I did not doubt I should eventually dis cover loitering about the theatre where she was pla:y;ing. A professional matter of a previous arrangement prevented me from ,pursuing my investigations in the direction of the theatre that same evening. And early the next morning I was surprised by an urgent summons from the house where the young actress was stopping. I started at once, and upon my arrival learned that Miss Candice had been the victim of as a robbery as has ever been perpetrated. Immediately after her departure for the theatre on the eve ning before, a supposed expressman had called for her trunks. He stated that she had secured another boarding-house, and produced a note purportingto be from her, to the same effect As her week had expired, and as she had mentioned an in tention of making such. a change, no suspicion was excited, and her trunks were transferred to the custody of the man bearing the note. Upon her return a scene of confusion naturally ensued. She knew nothing of the man nor the note, and had au thorized nobody to remove her baggage. But the strangest and most audacious part of the robbery was yet to come. The door was forced open, and she was found lying stupe fied upon the bed, and her room was filled with the faint odor of some anesthetic. The chamber had been entered from a rear window which was only about fifteen feet from the ground, and the burglar, beyond a doubt, had retreated by the same way, and so through a door of the garden wall into an adjoining alley. He had taken with him a satchel which contained a valu able set of genuine diamonds and other jewels; also her watch, purse, and a rich seal cloak. Unless her property could be recovered, the unf-Ortunate young actress would be without money or wardrobe. She was seriously ill from the effects of the drug, and half-distracted over her losses. Her dread of her anonymous persecutor had quite passed fri0m her mind in the grave trouble which had befallen her. She was sick, penniless; she would be compelled to cancel her engagements. "The thief cannot hope to escape apprehension; I think we shall be able to recover the most of your property," I told her. I questioned them as to the appearance of the man who brought the note. He was a young fellow, neither tall nor short, stout nor thin-they told me. But they had observed th!!
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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. I could scarcely repress an upon it. I exclamation as my eyes fell tress, and when she ignored his first billets of admiration he The penmanship, partially disguised by smaller charac ters, was, even to an untrained' eye, exactly that, of the threatening letters sent to the young actress. To penetrate the mystery of the scarlet seal would be to find the thief. \ But days and weeks passed, and I was forced to admit that I had not struck the trail. In the meantime Mooney remained in prison, and there he would have been to this day, without doubt, but for an acci dental discovery. Miss Candice had given up all hopes of ever recovering her property, and she was about leaving the city. A young English gentleman to whom she was betrothed had arrived from London; he had a sister residing in Ha vana; Miss Candice was to sail thither by the first steamer; her lover was to follow her by the next, when their marriage was to be consummated. I had not the smallest intention of discontinuing my in vestigations. / I knew that sooner or later the daring villain must neces sarily be unearthed. I wished to see Miss Candice again before her departure, but I reached her boarding-house to learn that she had just been driven down to the steamer. I followed her at once, and reached the .wharf at the m
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Fame and Fortune Weekly. STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY By A SELF-MADE MAN COLORED COVERS PRI C E 5 Cts. ISS UED E VE.RY FRIDAY 32 PAG:fiS This Weekly contains interesting stories of smart boys, who win fame and fortune by their ability to take I' advantage of passing opportunities. Some of these stories are founded on true incidents in the lives of our most successful self-made men, and show how a boy of pluck, perseverance and brains can become fam-ous and wealthy. ALREADY PUBLISHED. 41 Boss of tbe Market; or, Tbe Greatest Boy in Wail Street. 42 The Chance of His Life; or, Tbe Young Pilot of Ciystai Lake. 43 Striving for or, From B e il -Boy to Millionaire 44 Out for Business; or, Tbe Smartest Boy in Town. 45 A Favorite of or, Striking it Rie b in Wail Stree t 46 'Through Thick and Tbin ; or, The Adventure s of a Smart Boy. 47 Doing His Level Best; or, Working His Way Up. 48 Always on Deck; or, 'l'he Boy Who Made His Mark. 4U A Mint of Money; or, Tb' e Young Wail Street Broker. 50 Tbe Ladder of l<'ame; or, l"rom Office Boy to Senator. 51 On the Square; or, The Success of an Honest Boy. 52 After a Fortune; or, The Pluckiest Boy In the West. 53 Winning the Dollars; or, The Young Wonder of ""ail Street. 54 Making His Mark; or, The Boy Who Became President. 55 Heir to a Million; or, The Boy Who Was Born Lucky. 56 Lost in the Andes; or. The Treasure of the Burie d City. 57 On His Mettle; or, A Plucky Boy In Wall Street. 58 A Lucky Chance ; or, Taking Fortune on the Wing. 59 The Road to Success; or, '.1.'he Career of a Fortunate Boy. 60 Chasing Pointers; or, Tbe Luckiest Boy in Wail Street. 61 Rising in tbe World; or, l<'rom Factory Boy to Manager. 62 From Dark to Dawn; or, A Poor Boy' s Chance. 63 Out for Himself; or, Paving His Way to l 'ortune. 64 Diamond Cut Diamond: or, The Boy Brokers of Wall Street. 65 A Start in Life; or, A Bright Boy's Ambition. 66 Out for a Million : or, The Young Midas of Wail Street. 67 li:very Incb a Boy; or, Doing His Level Best. 68 Money to Burn; or, The Shrewdest Iloy in Wail Street. 69 An Eye to Business; or, The Boy Who Was Not Aslee p 70 Tipped by the Ticker; or, An Amhitlous Boy in Wail Street. 71 On to Success; or, Tile Boy Who Got Ahead. 72 A Bid for a Fortune : or. A Country .Roy in Wail Street. 73 Bound to Rise: or, Fighting His \Yay to Success. 74 Out for the Dollars; or, A Smart Boy In Wall Street. 75 For Fame and Fortune; or, The Boy Who Won Both. 76 A Wail Street Winner ; or, Making a Mint of Mone y 77 The Road to Wealth : or, The Boy Who Found It Out. 78 On the Wing; or, The Young Mercury of Wall Street. 79 A Chase for a Fortune; or, The Boy Who Hustled. 80 Juggling With the Market; or, '.!.'he Boy Who Made it Pay. 81 Cast Adrift; or, Tbe Luck of a Homeles:; Boy. 82 Playing the Market: or. A Keen Boy In Wall Street. 83 A Pot of Money; or, Tile Legacy of a Lucky Boy. 84 From Rags to Riches; or, A Lucky Wail Street Messenger. 85 On His Merits; or, The Smartest Boy Alive. 86 Trapping the Brokers; 01-, A Game Wail Street Boy. 87 A l\Iiiiion In Gold; or, The Treasure of Santa Cruz. 88 Bound to Make Money; or, From the West to Wall Street. 89 The Iloy Magnate; or, Making llasebaii l'ay. 190 Making l\loney, or, A Wail Street Messenger's Luck. 91 A Harvest of Gold ; or, The Buried Treasure of Coral Island. \l2 On the Curb; or, Beating the Wail :;)treet Brokers. ll3 A l!c r eak of l 'ortune ; or, Tbe Boy Wbo Struck Luck. 94 Tht! Prince of Wail Street : er, A Big for Big Money. I \l::i S tarting His Own Business; or, Tbe Uoy Who Caught On. !J6 A Corner 111 Stock ; or, 'l'll e Wail Street Boy \Vho Won. 97 First in the Fie ld ; or, Doing Dusiness for Himself. 98 A Broker at or. Roy Gilbert's Wail Street Career. 99 Only a Dollar; or, l'rom Hoy to Owner. .too Price & Co. 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