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Just then the boa.t ra.n against a.n invisible obstruction. Instantly two ghastly objects shot out of the water directly a.head. "Great Scott!" gasped Billy, in dismay, "what are we up against?" "A pair of gurgled Dick, dropping his oars.

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( BILLY 1 THE CABIN BOY. "You say there s a man in it?" said the captain, return ing the telescope. "So Ra.ymond reported from the cross-trees, and I also made out a ma.n's :figure tlll'ough the glass from the shrouds." "Send a boat, then, to tow the derelict alongside." The mate ordered one of the boats on the job. Two sailors and a steersman went in her, and were soon alongside the lone boat. They looked into her and were presently seen towing the little cra:ft to the brig, which had been hove to. As they drew near the outline of a man. was easily to be seen stretched out in the bottom of the derelict, with one fist, grasping a fluttering bandanna handkerchief, resting on one of the seats The falls were made fast to the strange boat and she was hauled up to the level of the bulwark. The dead or unconscious man was lifted out on deck, the boat pulled in and deposited close to the bulwark and the hoists sent down for the brig's own boat. The captain came forward and looked at the derelict's passenger. He was not a pleasant-looking object to gaze upon. His was a villainous countenance, heightened by a scar across one cheek ancl a two-weeks' growth of bristly beard. His reddish hair was cropped short upon a bullet head, and he was dressed only in a soiled shirt, open at the chest, and a pair o:f dirty trousers. His skin was deeply tanned by the sun, and the outline of a skull and crossbones was tattooed on his breast. His slightly parted lips revealed an ugly -l ooking tus k of a tooth, that gave his countenance a satanic kind of grin Whether he 'ms dead or alive could not be d e termined without a close examination; and this offi ::c the captain seemed reluctant to undertake. 1 He turned to one of the sailors. "See if the fellow's heart beats," he said. The sailor examined the man. "Yes. It beats, but not very strong." "Billy," said the captain to the cabin boy, who stood close by," an interested spectator of the scene, "tell the steward to send me a glass of brandy." "Yes, sir," replied Billy, who turned and staJ.ted for the pantry which opened off the passage leading from the door of the poop to the cabin aft. In a few minutes he was back with the spirits. Captain Scott knelt on the deck, and pushing open the un conscious man's mouth poured some of the brandy down his throat. It produced an instantaneous effect. He choked, coughed, squirmed about a moment, and then opened his eyes. He stared into the captain's face, and around at the circle of sailors, as if he did not quite where he wa 'The? heJstruggled up on one elbow, but fell back through sheer weakness. The skipper gave him another portion of the brandy. This brightened him up more, and he muttered some indistinct words between his teeth. Captain Scott did not think he was in a condition to be questioned at present, so he ordered him to be removed to a spare bunk in the forecastle and looked after. The watch below had come on deck one by one by this time, as it was breakfast hour, and they regarded the waif of the sea with consiaerable curiosity, but no great liking. He was certainly not a to inspire any degree of confid e nce. The sailors talked about him while eating their break fast, and wondered what wreck he seemed to be the survivor of. / The forenoon watch went on duty at eight o'clock, and Dick Raymond was relieved from his lonely per c h alo:ft. The first mate took charge o:f the deck and Mr. Jordan went to his breakfast in the cabin, where he was waited on by Billy Black. Billy then had his own break:fast in the pantry with the steward, after which he carried a big pan to the galley for hot water in which to wash the dirty dishes, etc. While waiting for the Chinese cook to fill the pan for him he entered into conversation with his particular friend, Dick, who was serving before the mast as ordinary seaman. "Did you see the chap we picked up in the boat, Dick?" he a s ked. "I saw the outlines o:f him in the distance before he was rescued, and I afterward saJV him lying on the deck, sur rounded by the cap'n and watch, :vourself included," replied Dick. "Shipwrecked sailor, isn't / "Give it up. Doesn't lo o k to me like a i;:ailor, though he has a tattoo mark on his c hest. He's a hard-looking rooster, if I eve r saw on e," said Bill y "Where is he now, in the fok's'l ?" "Yes "How came he to be in the boat?" "Don't know. Ile ha sn't been questioned yet." "Too weak to talk eh?" "He's pretty well done up." "llfu s t have been in the boat several days without any -_. thing to eat or drink." "I guess so." "Hi, you Billee," sung out Ching Ling, the Chink 'cook. "Wattee allee samee leady. Takee 'way. No wantee pan 'lound here." As the cook was the boss of the galley, Billy had to close his conversation with Dick and carry the pan o:f hot water to the pantry, )Vhere for the next twenty minutes or so he was busily engz.ged in washing dishes and scouring the knives with brickdust. CHAPTER II. DA VY JONES .A.ND THE SUSAN SCUDDER. No one, to look at Billy Black, up to his eyes in work in the pantry, would have picked him as the hero of a story book, and yet he is the hero of this story, just the same. There was more in Billy than appeaTed on the surface He was about as smart as boys of his age come--that is, he was smarter than the average. He had been up against the roligh corners of the world for several years, ever since his widowed mother die and left him a waif in the streets of San Francisco. He had picked up a whole lot of valuable experience as the architect of his own fortunes before Captain f3cott ran across him, took a liking for him, and hired him as bin boy aboard the brig Malta.

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' BILLY THE CABIN BOY. 3 Billy was a great favorite on board from the captain withstanding that the fellow inspired a feeling oi repul down to the cook, though it is true that he and the Chink sion. had many a scrap in the galley over one thing or anoili.er "Better," growled the derelict, blinking at the skipper. connected with their respective duties. "What's your name?" Billy, of course, had one particular friend, and that was "Davy Jones," replied the man, solemnly. Dick Raymoo.d. Captain Scott looked at him pretty hard. You might call them chums. "Well, you came mighty near going to your namesake at This was Dick's second voyage, and he was rated an ordithe bottom of the sea," he said, somewhat dryly. "How nary seaman. came you to be afloat all by yourself in that boat?" He was an orphan like Billy, but not exactly alone in t:he Jones rolled his eyes around the deck, and over the bulworld, for he had an aunt and a sister in San Francisco. wark at the sea, before making any reply. He and Billy got 1.m together in first-class shape, and Whether he was trying to recollect the circumstances, or were always together when their duties permitted. was endeavoring to hatch up some yarn to fill the bill, no The brig Malta carried a crew of ten, besides a carpenter, one but himself could tell. cook, steward, cabin boy, two mates, the skipper and one Finally he he had been wrecked. passenger, Mr. Graham, a civil engineer, who was also "What was the name of your vessel?" asked the captain. something of a naturalist in an amateurish way. It took Jones a whole minute before he could recall the In these days of fast passengers were uncomname, then he said it was the Golden Hope. mon on sailing vessels. Golden Hope," mused Captain Scott, to whom the A long sea voyage, however, had been recommended by name was not familiar. "Where from and where bound?" Mr. Graham's physician as an antidote to too long confine-That seemed to be a poser for the derelict, for he ment in his office in San Francisco, and as the civil enscratched his stubbly chin, looked about him in a helpless gineer was well :fixed, he turned his share of the business way, and finally said he had forgotten. over to his partner to look after and took passage to Mel-"Don't you remember where you shipped at?" bourne in the Malta, intending to return in her. "Sydney," replied Jones, after scratching his head. Part of Billy's duty was to help Ching Ling in the gal"Was she bound for San Francisco or some South Ameriley, so, after he got through in the pantry he started forcan port?" ward. "San Francisco," stammered the derelict. The Chink had cleaned up his and sun. "What was your rating on board-ordinary seaman or ning himself ort \ stool outside the galley door, smoking a an A. B. ?" long Chinese pipe, with a bland look on his Celestial coun"Sailor," replied Jones. tenance. That wasnJt very explicit, but it was all the skipper could "Hello, Ching-a-ling, taking things easy?" grinned Billy, get out of him. coming to a halt in front of the cook. "The vessel was lost, you say? How?" "No Ching-a-ling. Me laise blazee you no callee me by "Sunk,'' answered Jones, laconically. light namee, said the Celestial, removing the pipe from his "In a gale?" mouth and regarding the boy with a disapproving look. The derelict noddea. _,, "Well, Ching Ling,_ what's on the hooks or dinner?" "What became of the officers and the rest of the crew?"' "Dinnee How you likee loast beefee, maccaloni, flied Jones didn't seem to know what had become of them. lice, lasbelly puddin'? Heap nicee, eh?" "There must have been others besides yourself in that "Oh, rats What are you giving me?" boat when you left the ship. What Mcame of them?" "Lats! No lats. Mistee Glaham and skippee no likee The derelict said he was the only one in the boat. lats. S'pose me loast nicee fat lat and puttee him on table "Why didn't some of the others get in, too?'" with goosebelly skippee whoopee things up and Jones couldn't say why they didn't. puttee Ching Ling outee bus'ness so quickee him hair He was very much confused at the time and didn't excullee." actly remember what happened. "Bet your life J1e would," chuckled Billy. Captain Scott stared at the man. "S'pose you gettee pan full spudee, washee and takee Not one of the fellow's replies conveyed the slightest bit skin offee. Keepee you outee mischief." of information that could be inserted in the brig's log be-Billy got a pan of potatoes, washed them and then squatyond the name of tne lost vessel, her port of departure and ted at the door, knife in hand, and proceeded to peel them! her probable destination. while Ching Ling kept on smoking as if every day was a At that moment Dick Raymond, who had been an interholiday with him. ested listener, went over to the boat in which the derelict While they were thus employed a ghastly-looking face had been found and examined her. appeared above the combings of the forecastle hatch and "Beg your pardon, Cap'n Scott,'' he said, coming back, the derelict of the sea. stepped out rather unsteadily on deck. "that boat didn't belong to a vessel called the Golden Hppe. Captain Scott, Chief Mate Baxter and Reginald Graham There's a name on her stern, almost rubbed out, and it reads were on the poop at the moment. Susan Scudder, sir." The skipper's sharp eyes detected the man who had been Davy Jones gave the boy a vindictive look and seemed rescued that morning and he sent a sailor to lead him aft. about to say something, but didn't 'The met him in the waist of the vessel. "How do you account that, Jones?" demanded the "Hr;w are you feeling, my man?" he asked, kindly, notcaptain, sharply.

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4 BILLY THE CABIN BOY. The derelict couldn't account for it, and didn't at tempt to. "What was the name of the captain of the Golden Hope?" asked the skipper, eyeing the man closely. The derelict appeared to be uneasy under the questioning. After a moment's hesitation he said the captain's name was Coggswell. "Billy!" called the skipper. "Yes, sir," replied the boy, putting down the pan of potatoes and coming forward. "Go into my stateroom, and on a shelf you will find the shipping register. Bring it here," said Captain Scott. Billy hurried away and presently returned with the book. The captain, who had been watching Davy Jones intently, more than half convinced that the fellow was a downright rascal and that all his answers were lies, took the b .ook and looked for the Susan Scudder in the list. He found there was such a vessel, as he had expected She was a small bark and her captain's name was Coggs well. "Are you sure that your vessel's name wasn't the Susan Scudder and not the Golden Hope?" he asked, severely. "No, it wasn't," replied Jones, sulkily At that the lookout's voice rang out sharp and shrill : "Sail ho "Where away?" shouted Chief Mate Baxter from the poop. "Dead ahead, sir." "What does she look like?" I "Bark, sir. Somethin' wrong ebout her. Some of the sails brailed up. She's fillin' one moment and goin' off the next." The mate sprang into the rigging and went up to the main top, where he stood and sighted the distant sail through his glass. Captain Scott, rather disgusted by the replies he had received from Jones, told Billy to get the man something to eat, and t):ten returned to the poop deck, where he hailed the mate and asked for information about the craft ahead. Baxter told him that the bark was acting queerly, as if the wheel was deserted, and that there were other thing!\ about her which seemed to call for an investi:gation. When he came down the captain took the glass and examined the vessel. He was that there was something radically wrong about her. As the brig was heading for her it seemed likely they would soon find out what the trouble was. Wlien the lookout sung out that there was a bark ahead, an uneasy expression appeared on Davy J ones's face. It was a hunted look, like that of a fugitive who feels that his foes are closing in upon him. A dangerous glint shot from his shifty eyes, and he stood with his fists clenched, not unlike some fierce animal driven to bay. "Want something to eat?" asked Billy, going up to him, but clearly not relishing the job. The derelict glared at him with a murderous light in his eyes. "Eat!" he mu:lnbled. "Get me somethin' to drink. Get me brap.dy. Brandy, d'ye hear?" Billy heard him. l He would have been deaf if he hadn't. "Come with me to the pantry and you shall have some," he said. Davy Jones, with a startled glance over his shoulder, slouched after the boy. Billy led him to the pantry, where the steward was read ing an old magazihe, and handed the man over to that in dividual. "'The cap'n sala he was to have something to eat, Mr. Cox. He's asked for brandy. Better give him some to brace him up. He's in bad shape after his spell in the boat. He looks like a ghost." 'l'he steward told Jone s to sit down and then opened a locker and got out the brandy bottle. Billy thought he was not needed and returned to the deck. The brig was coming up with the bark hand-oyer-han<4 and now everybody on board could see that the distant craft was acting very strangely. She was headed toward the brig, but yawed about like e. drunken sailor. The captain and chief mate examined her deck repeatedly with the glass, but could see no sign of life aboard of her. "She seems to be deserted," said Captain Scott. "Ay, ay; that's what she does," nodded the mate. At length they were close enough to her to read the gilt name on her bows which flashed in the sun. "Why, it's the Susan Scudder!" exclaimed the skipper, in surprise, handink the glass to Mr. Baxter. "It is, indeed," replied the mate. "There's some mystery here," said Captain Scott, thoughtfully; "and r;n wager Davy Jones, if that's his right name, knows something about it." CHAPTER III. A FLOATING CHARNEL-HOUSE. Captain Scott ordered a boat lowered and requested the sec6hd mate, who had just come on deck, to board the bark and see what was the matter with her. Mr. Jordan picked out Dick Raymond and three other sailors to accompany him. Billy, who was extremely curious to see what was wrong with the Susan Scudder, asked and received permission to go in the boat. He slid down into her with the nimbleness of a young monkey just as she was about to push off. It was seen that one boat was missing from the davits of the bark, and Captain Scott was of the opinion that he had that boat on his own deck. The falls were swinging about close to the water, and it was toward them that the second mate directed the boat's head. Making fast to one of them Mr. Jordan shinned up the ropes, followed by Dick, Billy and of the sailors, the five stepping on the deck one after the other. "There doesn't seem to be anybody aboard," remarked Billy to Dick. "That's right, unless they're below; but in that case it's mighty strange that the wheel is deserted. It isn't even lashed," replied Dick.

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BILLY 'l'HE CABIN BOY. 5 The mate, after glancing 'around the deck, made for the In fact, it was nothing more than he expected\. cabin door. When he recovered his self-poise he ordered the 1sailors, The moment he entered the passage his nose was assailed including Billy, to work the yards around so as to heave the by a strong and decidedly unpleasant odor, very similar to, vessel to, and he went to the wheel to assist the maneuver. but more pronounced than, the smell that hrngs around a As soon as the bark's way through the and hei; receiving vault in a cemetery. erratic movements were stopped, Mr. Jordan lashed "Suffering Moses exclaimed Billy, who, with Dick, was wheel in at his heels. "There's something rank in the cabin. What "Say, this vessel has horrors enough aboard to give a do you suppose it is, Dick'?" chap the creeps," said Billy to Dick. "Smells like a morgue," replied Dick. "I should remark t!)at she has," coincided his friend. "Like two morgues, you mean," answerep_ Billy. "She ought to be called the coffin bark." The three were prepared to see several corpses in the "What do you tl:ink about it? Do you know I have an cabin, but when they reached it they saw that the place was idea that the chap we saved this morning, who calls himself quite empty. Davy Jones, could tell something about this trageay if he "I expected to see a dozen stiffs in here," said Billy, "but chose," said Billy. there doesn't seem to be any. The death-house smell, "'That's my idea, too. He's a villainous-looking rascal. though, is something fierce." I'd be willing to bet a thousand dollars that he was the After gazing around the vacant cabin the mate went cook of this hooker, and that out of revenge for some pun direct to what he judged to be the door of the captain's ishment he may have got, he poisoned the officers and crew." cabin and threw it open. "I'll bet he did. When I asked him awhile ago if he The stench that blew out into their faces nearly knocked wanted something);o eat he gave me a look that almost froze them down. my blood. I tell you he's a bad one." "Jumping Christopher!" gasped Billy. "What are wc "He's guilty beyond any doubt. There's circumstantial up against?. This must be a floating cemetery." evidence enough to convict him before any jury. He said They soon found out that it was. he came from a vessel called the Golden Hope and yet the The putrifying body of a man, evidently the captain of boat we picked him up in came from this bark." the bark, lay half dressed in his bunk. "Of course it did. It has the name Susan Scudder on After one hurried glance at the body, the mate pushed the stern. It's not very clear, but it's there, just the same. the boys back and slammed the door. Then the davits sho. w that one boat is missing. I wonder There were four other doors opening off the cabin, two what the cap'n will do with him when Mr. Jordan makes on either side. his re ort ?" In each of these was found a dead body. p Two appeared to be the mates, and the other two seemec.f "Board up a corner of the fok's'l, and keep him a pris oner. Then when we reach Melbourne turn him over to the to be pa s sengers. Two doors communicating with rooms off the passage authorities, with the evidence that's against him." held the corpses of the carpenter and the steward. "The worst of it is, if he's tried for this wholesale murThe carpenter was lying in his shirt sleeves across a tool der, a colonial jury may give him the benefit of the doubt, che st. as there is no direct evidence against him." A flat lead pencil was clutched, between the ngers of "In which case he would go free." his right hand, while a piece of brown paper lay spread out "Of course. It was a crazy act of his to leave this craft on the chest. in a small boat without water or provisions, but I guess he He had died while in the act of writing something. couldn't remain in the bark with his victims. I suppose Mr. Jordan saw some words on the paper and snatched he was afraid, too, of this vessel being overhauled by some # it up. other vessel, like ours, for instance, and he figured if he With Dick and Billy looking over his shoulder he :read was the only man found alive aboard he would naturally the following: be called upon to give an account of tlle state of things. He chose to risk starving to death at sea rather than face "We've all been poisoned by that accursed cook, D--" the questions that he judged would be fired at him." That was all, but ifwas enough to indicate that a terrible Dick nodded as if he agreed with Billy's summing up > crime had been committed by someone. of the case. The mate folded up the paper and put it in his pocket. The mate, having"finished lashing the wheel, :eturned to "You are witnesses, my lads," he said, turning to the the waist, where the boys a:rid other sailors stood awaiting boys, "under what circumstances I found that paper his further G>rders. Billy and Dick said they were. He ordered them all into the boat. three then went on deck and found the two sailors He slid down into the boat last and to.Id the men to looking white and scared by the bulwark. shove off. "The fok's'l is full of corpses," quavered one. "There The Malta was hove to also about a quarter of a mile must be eight or ten of them lying in their bunks or away, and it only took a few lusty strokes with the oars to doubled up on the deck. It's the worst sight I have ever put them alongside of her seen, and I hope I may never see another like it." Telling all hands to remain in the boat, the mate The mate looked at. him without saying anything or climbed up to the deck and went to Captain Scott to report seemingly surprised at the intelligence. the gruesome discoveries he had made aboard the bark.

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6 BILLY THE CABIN BOY. CHAPTER IV. ON BOARD THE SUSAN SCUDDER. Captain Scott expected to hear something of an unusual nature from his second mate, but he was hardly prepared for the ghastly facts that Mr. Jordan had to tell. He, the chief mate and Reginald Graham listenecl to Mr. Jordan's story with astonishment and a thrill of horror '.rhe second mate exhibited the sheet of brown pap.er on which the 16ark's carpenter had traced his uncompleted mes sage accusing the vessel's cook of poiso ning all hands W" as it the act of an irresponsible brain, or the deliberate purpose of a s coundrel? Was itpossible that any man was so utterly depraved as to commit such wholesale slaughter, and what motive had prompted him to do it? The finger of suspicion pointed almost unerringly at the disreputa ble fellow who had been picked up that morning in the boat that clearly belonged to the bark. When questioned his attitude and answer,s had been ex ceedingly shifty, and left the impression that he was not telling the truth. He insisted that he was a survivor of a vessel called the Golden Hope, Captain Coggswell, which had foundered in a recent gale, yet the boat in which he had been found practically proved his statement to be a lie If, as appearances seemed to s how, he wa s the only person who had left the Susan Scudder alive, how was it that he had escaped the fate that had befallen all the others aboard that unfortunate vessel unle ss-he was the person who was responsible for the death of all on board? Captain Scott determined to question him again, and sent a sailor to fetch him on to the poop deck. The seaman went to the pantry where he was supposed to be, but the steward said that the derelict had left after drinking a considerable quantity of brandy and eating a handful of crackers. He had taken a pocketful of crackers away with him, and the steward supposed that he had returned to the deck. The sailor then visited the forecastle and looked it over thoroughly, but the man was not there. Suspecting that the fellow might h ave made so free as to enter the cabin, the foremast hand returned aft and walked into the cabin. Davy Jones was not there. The sailor looked into the four small staterooms, and the l arger one occupied by the captain, but there was no sign of the man he was in search of. So he returned to the poop deck and reported t o the skipper that he could not find the rescued man. Captain Scott was much put out and rather angry. He immediately ordered a more exhaustive search under the direction of the chief mate. While it was going on the second mate asked the captain what he proposed to do about the bark. There seemed to be nothing the matter with her that could not be remedied by the removal of the putrifying corpses, but that was a job the sailors would not take kindly to. Captain Scott felt that it would be money in his pocket and that of tlie owners of the Malta if he took possession of the Susan Scudder and her into port. The salvage wo'uld be considerable, since the bark was in first-rate condition The trouble was that he could but ill spare the hands necessary to undertake the job. However, he believed that he could manage it somehow. It was really his duty, as well as his interest, to save such a stanch craft. The first thing was to get rid of the dead bodies, and he gave Jordan orders to that effect Billy Black and Dick Raymond were ordered out of the boat and two able-bodied sailors sent to take their places. The second mate then returned to the bark and began his gruesome work. Billy did not resume his work in the ga,lley, as he had his regular duties in the pantry and cabin to attend to, for the dinner hour was close at hand. Nothing came of the search for Davy Jones He had disappeared as completely as though he had never existed The mate and his men could not imagine where he had hidden himself, since they had examined about every avail able spot, e_ven. the lazarette where the brig's stores were kept, entrance to which was through the trap door in front of the companion stairs leading to the poop deck near the wheel. The search was :finally abandoned for the time being, but the captain had no idea of allowing such a rascal as he was believed to be to i-emain at large in the vessel if he could help it. In due time dinner was served in the cabin. Before it was over the second mate returned from the bark and reported that the five bodies in the cab1n had been disposed of. He turned over to Captain Scott the Susan Scudder's log book and various books and papers he had found in the captain's state room. Among them was the bark's articles signed by every man connected with the craft showing his rating and the wages he had shipped for. The cook's signature was down there in black and white. His name was not Davy Jones, but Dir-k Hatterick. Captain Scott was convinced that the derelict was the bark's cook, and that he had 'lied about his name as he had about everything else. The chief mate, with four different members of the crew, returned to the Susan Scudder in place of Mr. Jordan, the second mate eating his dinner and then talting charge of the afternoon watch, in his regular line of duty. E-ver since the Malta had come up with the bark the wind had been dropping, and the weather now was almost a calm. Through his telescope the captain could see the four sailors under Mr. Baxter bringing the bodies out of the forecastle one by one and tossing them into the sea. Finally the disagreeable job was finished, but the chief mate and his men remained aboard of the bark trying to sweeten things up until the Malta's bell announced the hour of four, and the beginning of the first dog watch-four to six. 'rhe Susan Scudder was then left to herself When Mr. Baxter retu rned the captain consulted ;with

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BILLY THE CABIN BOY '1 him as to what part of the brig's company should be told off to take c harge of the bark. It was d e cided that the second mate and four hands was all that could be spared for the purpose. When Billy Black found that his friend Dick had been selected as one of the four he asked Captain Scott to let him go too The captain consented, as he thought he could spare Billy und e r the circumstances, and his presence aboard the bark would be a great help to Mr. Jordan Indeed, Billy was a pretty fair cook, as well as some thing of a sailor in a small way, so that he was likely to prove very u s eful in an all-around capacity. So, after supper, in the second dog watch, Billy got his bag, containing all his belongings, and went in the boat which had brought the derelict to the Malta early that morning, and which now carried the people that were to work the Susan Scudder into port to their new quarters. The wind having sprung up again after sundown, the two vessels were put on their course, with lights displayed aloft and below to keep one another in sight during the night. Mr Jordan, Dick and another sailor constituted the first watch, from eight o'clock until midnight, when the other two able-bodied seamen were to stand the middle watch, from midnight till four in the morning, after which the others were to go on again. Billy was not assigned to either watch, as he would be busy all day. The cabin and the staterooms had been aired out as well as circumstances permitted after the removal of the bodies, but the odor down there was still pretty rank. The cabin itself was not so bad, as the bark being under way a breeze swept in through the passage and thence up through the companion -way after circulating about the place. The forecastle was not to be used during the trip, for there was plenty of room in the cabin to accommodate all hands. Nothing, however, would induce the two seamen to take posses s ion of the bunks of the late and the stew ard, in the rooms off the passage, which had been allotted to them. Whether this was because of the smell that clung to them or bec ause of superstitious fears, we cannot say, but we imagine both had something to do with it. In fact, the two seamen wouldn't stay under cover, but brought their betding to the top of the poop and went to sleep there The mate stood the first trick at the wheel, and while he steered Dick was stationed forward on the lookout POn ti forecastle. "Say, we'll have a great time oii. this hooker, don't you think, Dick?" said Billy, who kept his chum company. "Sure, as long as the weather holds fair," replied Dick; "but if a heavy gale comes on 1we're so shorthanded that none of us will see any fun in the change." "I didn't think of that," answered Billy, scratching his chin. "We'll have our hands full when it blows hard." "Oh, the mate will shorten eail the moment he sees any indiciition of a coming blow. He can't afford to take any chances. lf a storm was to catch us unawares we might broach to and go to the bottom before we knew where we were." "That's right," nodded Billy. "Say, where do yo u s u p pose Davy Jones has hidden himself aboard the Mal ta? The chief mate and a couple of the men searched the w h o l e vessel above hatlches and they couldn't find a trace of h i m "How should I know where he's stowed? If I had had any id e a I would ha v e told Mr Baxter, of course. They'll catch him, though, when hunger drives him out of his nest "Do you think he could have got into the main hold through the ?" "I shouldn't think so, but I can't swear he didn't. There might be a loose board in the bulkhead that he discovered." "He's a pretty hard rascal, don't you think?" "Bet your life he is A fellow capable of poiso n ing a whole ship s company i s about as bad as they co:ne in this world "I hope the cap'n will do his best to try and fasten the crime on him, because I don't think there's the least doubt of bis guilt "The cap'n will make things hot for-" A loud racket in the forecastle under them cut his words short. .. It only lasted for a moment, but it was too plain to be disregarded. "Did you hear that?" asked Dick, in an awestruck tone "I did," replied Billy "It was a noise in the fok's'l." "What could have caused it?" "Search me Something mu s t have fallen down." "There's nobody down there to make anything fall." "Might be ratsfrom the hold after the dead bodies ,that are no longer there." "That's so. Then it might be--" "What?" asked Billy, as his companion paused. "The ghosts of the dead men moving around their old quar ters "Stuff! I don't believe in any such-oh, lor' Look there!" He pointed at the hatchway down into the fore castle. A human-looking object was just rising through it. The moment Dick's eyes rested on it his hair began to rise with sudden fright and he let out a wild yell. The object, whose back was presented to the boys, .turne d its face around quickly and then disappeared like a fl.ash. CHAPTER V. THE GHOST OF THE BARK. Dick's yell was loud enough to attract the attention of the mate, and not being able to fathom the meaning of it he sent the other member of the watch forward to find out what it meant. While he was on his way Dick was a ll of a fu n k over t h e apparition. "The bark is haunted!" he gasped. If Billy hadn t seen the alleged specter he would have laughed at his companion As it was, he didn't know what to think Up to that moment he had never 1 believed in ghos ts, but this ocular demonstration rather staggered him There was not a soul supposed to be in the bark b u t the

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8 BILLY THE CABIN BOY. brig's people, and Billy knew none of them was in the forecastle. He doubted if one of them, with the possible exception of Mr. Jordan, who was not bothered with superstitious fancies, could have been induced to enter the forecastle alone after dark. Therefore, the appearance of a man up the ladder was ine-xplicable to him. 1 Then, again, had he been a real flesh-and-blood man why should he disappear so suddenly? Billy gazed spellbound at the forecastle hatch and won dcred if he had really seen anything. "The bark is haunted!" repeated Dick, with chattering teeth. "The fok's'l is full of the ghosts of her deacl crew. Oh, lor' l I wish I hadn't come aboard." At that point the other sailor appeared and asked what was the matter. "We've seen a ghost," quavered Dick. "A ghost!" exclaimed the A. B., whose name was Bob Backstay. The fok's'l is full of 'em." Backstay, who was as superstitious as most sailors, looked at the open hatch and edged away from if. "What did you see?" he asked hoarsely. "Ask Billy." "What did you see, Billy?" "I don't know whether I saw anything, but I think I did," replied the boy. "You did see &omething, for ,you called my attention to it, and then I saw it," said Dick. "What was it like?" asked Backstay. "It was a man," said Billy. "A m'.an There isn't any one 'board the bark but our selves." "He was an awful-looking man," interj ected Dick, "as big as a house, with eyes--" "No, he wasn't as big as a ho.use," r e plied Billy. "He was just ordinary size." Dick insisted that the apparition was twice as big as any man he'd ever seen, and that his eyes were as big as moons. "Say, Backstay, s'pose you remain here and let us go aft and tell Mr. Jordan about the ghost," s aid Dick. "Not much," replied the sailor, hastily. "I ain't got no orders to stay here. I'm goin' back to report." He turned on his heel and hurried away; leaving the two boys to talk the matter over and try to find a solution <;>f the mystery. Eob Backstay came back inside of ten minutes and told Billy that the mate wanted to see him. "You stay here with me, Backstay," said Dick, and the sailor consente<;l. Billy told the mate about the presumed ghost, and Mr. Jordan ridiculed the idea. "There must be a live man in the fok,18'1," he said. "Just hold the wheel while I go forward and inve s tigate." The went to the galley, got a lantern, which he lighted, and then proceeded to the forecastle hatch. "Come with me, Backstay," he said, starting to descend into the foul-smelling parlor. A sailor is accustomed to obey order s whether he likes to or not, and so Backstay accompanied the officer below. Mr. J orJan flashed the light into every nook and corner of the forecastle, but without result. 'l'be place was not tenanted. If there had been a man there it was certain he would have found him, therefore he was satisfied that the two boys had really seen nothing. He left Backstay on the lookout in Dick's place, and put the young sailor at the wheel, telling Billy to turn in for the night. Billy turned into the carpenter's bunk and slept like a top till sunrise, when he was aroused by Dick. "See any more ghosts?" grinned Billy. "No," answered Dick, shaking his head disapprovingly at his chum's jesting tone. "Il'Ir. Jordan doesn't believe we saw anything, anyway." "We saw it, all right. If it wasn't a ghost he would have found someone in the :f'ok's'l when he and Backstay wctit down there. The sh ip is haunted, mark my words," he added, solemnly. "Why wouldn't it be after the wholesale murder that was done?" Billy admitted that there was every reason why the bark shoul d b e haunted if there was such a thing as d ea d people coming back to their earthly stamping-grounds. He had no time to argue the point, as it was necessary for him to prepare breakfast for the people on board. There was a bountiful supply of stores from which to draw, and so Billy had no trouble in getting up a creditable meal for all hands. Dick l aid the table in the cabin and everybody but the steersman sat down to it at once. 'l'he brig was clearly a better sailer than the Susan Scud der, for she was miles ahead when the sun rose that morn ing, and s h e gradually increased her lead till b y noon s he look ed lik e a bird's wing on the distant horizon. vYhen Billy returned to the galley with a pan full of dirty dishes he looked in at the cooking-room in some surpr ise. Something had happen ed there while he was in the ca bin. The coffee pot he had left on the stove was lying on its side on the floor. A can of preserved tongue he had opened but did npt use had vani s hed. A small bag of crackers he had brought there for his own u s e had disappeared likewise A numb er of things were also di sarranged Somebody had evidently been there, but who? Not one of the brig 's people, that was certain. vVh, o else, then ? At that juncture Dick came along wit! a second bat c h of dirty di s hes and Billy explained the condition of things. "Ghosts!" gmgled Dick. "Bosh!" repli e d Billy. "Ghosts don't eat." "How do you know they don't?" "How can they? There' s nothing to them." "That spook looked pretty solid last night." "I don't believe it was a spook. It's my opinion there's some live man aboard this bark who is afraid to show him self." "What makes you think there is?" Because I don't b e lieve that chap we sa w last night was a ghost, and b eca use of what' s missing in the food line from the galley here." "The chap we saw started to come out of the fok's'l and

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BILLY 'l'HE CABIN BOY. 9 went back again, consequently if he'd been a real man Mr. Jordan would have found hjm down there when he inv@sti.' gated the place with the lantern." "I'll bet there's a way of out o:f the fok's'l besides the hatch," nodded Billy, in a positive manner. "I'm g9ing io ask lVIr. Jordan to examine the plai;e thoroughly to-day. I'd like to bet he'll find an opening into the hold." "Why should there be a man aboard who is afraid to show himself?" asked Dick. "Ask me something easier. If I was9a mind reader I might be able to tell you." "I think you're off your base." "All right. Think so. I've got no time to argue the matter further. Get me some water to put on the stove. You might as well make yourself useful while you're around here." An hour later Billy reported the facts to lVIr. Jordan, and the mate was inclined to agree with him-that there was a man on board who had reasons for keeping himself out of sight. With two sailors he made another and more searching investigation of the forecastle. No opening of any kind was found through the bulkhead into the hold. A couple of loose boards were found which, on being pushed aside, revealed a way of passing into the hold. The mate went through with the lantern, and found that he could crawl over the top tier of the cargo, though the space was narrow and did not seem to lead to any place in particular. He wormed his way straight ahead, revolver in ,one hand and the lantern in the other, followed by Billy, armed with a heavy poker from the galley. Suddenly he came to a break in the cargo and flashed the light down into it. There, crouching like a wild in his lair, with a glittering knife in his hand and a fiendish scowl on his ugly countenance, was a man whom Mr. Jordan recognized, much to his surprise, as Davy Jones. CHAPTER VI. DAVY JONES ITAS SOJ\JETlIING TO SAY TO BILLY AND DICK. "So, it's you, eh?" said the mate. Jones made no answer, nor did he move. "How did you get aboard this bark, and why are you hiding down here?" The derelict blinked wickedly up at the mate, but did not open his mouth. Billy wriggled forward on hearing lVIr. Jordan addressing somebody in the cargo. Ile was extremely curious to learn who the stowaway was. That the person was the ghost of la.st night he was fully satisfied. When he reached a position where he could look down into the hole the boy gave a gasp o:f a.stonishment. Re had not suspected that the ghost might be Davy Jones. He believed that rascal to be aboard the brig. Yet here he was, as disreputable and villainous as ever. "Come, now, you rascal, get out of that hole. Start yourself!" cried the mate Jones uttered a snarl like that of a ferocious beast, and sprang at the mate with his knife. 'rhen he fell back with a baffied cry, for he found himse l f covered by the shining tube of a six-shooter. "Drop that knife or I'll break your arm with a bal l," said lVIr. Jordan, sternly Jones shot a venomous glance at the mate and clung t o his weapon Billy slipped back and then crawled around until he got behind the scoundrel. Leaning over he struck J ones's arm a smart blow with the poker. The fellow uttered a cry of pain and dropped the knife, which :fell into a hole among the bags composing that part of the cargo and disappeared "Come out!" thundered the mate. "I'll give you one minute to decide whether you'll come alive or dead Jones was at the end of his tether, so he pbeyed the mandate. "Go ahead, Billy," said Mr. Jordan, "and stand ready to hold this chap as I drive him out of the hold." Billy crawled as fast as he could to the opening into the forecastle and entered the sailors' quarters, where he found the two sailors waiting. "We've caught the ghost," he said. "Who do y o u sup pose it is?" "How could we tell?" said Bob Backstay. "It's the chap we siived from the boat yester d ay moi:n ing-Davy Jones." "How came he aboard this craft?" asked Backstay. "That's a mystery he'll have to explain himself, if he will." Davy Jones's hardlooking countenance now appeared at the opening. He looked at Billy and the two sailors and paused. The mate, however, spurred him on from behind, and he crawled through into the forecastle. lVIr. Jordan followed. The mate ordered Billy and the two sailors on deck. Then he drove Jones up the ladder. "Now, you rascal, are you going to expla.in how you got aboard this vessel, and why you have been hiding in the hold?" "No, I'm not," hissed Jones "You can shoot me if you want but you'll never get anythin' out of me." lVIr. Jordan saw that the fellow meant what he said, and as he had no intention of shooting the scoundrel he dropped that line of inquiry. 1Look here, my man, I've looked at the bark's articles and found no one by the name of Davy Jones on the list. Isn't it a fact tliat you were the cook of this vessel a n d that your name is Dirk Hatterick ?" "No," snarled the derelict. "So you won't tell us anything about yourself? "No." "Then you can't lblame us 'for regarding you as a s u s picious character. It is my opinion that you are Dirk Hat1 terick, the cook of this bark, and it is also my opinion that you kno ; w something about the death of the bark's company. To put the matter in the plainest terms, John Wales, the carpenter of the vessel, before he died, accused you in wr i t ing of poisoning eve:vybody on board."

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10 BILLY THE C BIN BOY. "It's a lie!" hissed Jones. "An infernal lie! I'll have your life for sayin' it!'' He sprang at the mate like a wild animal, with his arms outstretched and his fingers clawing the air. A murderous light glared from eyes that showed he meant mischief. Mr. Jordan changed the revolver to his left hand, and doubling up his right fist, struck the rascal a heavy blow between the eyes. He dropped to the deck like a log and rolled over un conscious. "Get a piece of rope and bind the scoundrel hand and foot," said the mate to Bob Backstay. The sailor obeyed "Carry him into the fok's'l, and toss him on to one of the bunks." The order was carried out, and there he was left to recover his wits at his leisure. "I'll bet a dollar that you won't see or hear any more ghosts aboard this bark," said Billy to Dick, after the ex citement was over. "I don't know about that," replied Dick, doubtfully. "If you don't, I do. It's about tin1e that you got rid of such superstitious nonsense. When a person is dead he's dead for good. His soul goes to another place, and he's done with this world for good and all." "r that is so why have ghosts been seen hundreds of tjmes ?" "Is there any real evidence thft they have?" "Yes, I've read a hundred stories about gh9sts appearing to different people." "You read a lot of rot that wasn't true." "How do you know that it wasn't true?" "Common sense tells me so. You were willing to swear that the figure we saw last night standing in the fok's'l opening was a real ghost, yet it has turned out to be a live man-Davy Jones, who I guess is really Dirk Hatterick." "That doesn't prove that there isn't such things as ghosts," persisted Dick, who wouldn't yield his point. "Say, there isn't much use of talking to you on tbe sub ject, so we'll cut it out. Let's see where the brig is by this time." With the naked eye the Malta looked to be a mere speck on the horizon. "Shell beat us into Melbourne by a week," said Billy. "\'1lat of it? If this weather holds we'll have a snap aboacd this old hooker. We'1l. escape a whole lot of work the other chaps will have to do on the brig." "You may, but I won't," replied Billy; "so, to save you from getting rusty, I'm going to make you lend me a hand wh enever you have nothing better to do." a All right. I'm willing to do that," replied Dick, with a cheerful grin. By the tinrn Billy announced that dinner was ready the last traces of the brig Malta had vanished below the di stant horizon line. 1 For several days all went well aboard the Susan Scudder. The weat:p.er was all that could be desired, and the sailors had an easy time of it, for they were not called upon to start a single sheet. About all the work there was going fell to Billy's lot, but he never made a kick, for he wasn't built that way. He made Dick tur to and help him out, and the two boys to extract considerable pleasure out of their labors. There were no further gho tly manifestations of any kind ab,oard the bark, and the sailors got over their first disin clination to sleep in the rooms off the passage and the cabin. "Things are going swimmingly," remarked Billy one night after he and Dick had cleall(!d u:p everything for the night and were seated at the door of the galley, looking up at the starlit sk,, with the brilliant southern cross showing above the horizon, an_d listening to the hum of the wind playing through the rigging. "Tip top, but I'm afraid it's too good to last," replied Dick. "Well, I don't suppose we can hold this weather all the way to Melbourne," admitted Billy; "still, it doesn't that we'll get into a severe storm if our luck runs fairly even." At that moment Bob Backstay came from the direction of the forecastle. "Davy Jones wants to speak to you chaps in the fok's'l," he said, with a grin. "Wants to speak to us!" cried Billy, in astonishment. "That's what he said. He hailed me just now and asked me to pass the word to you." "Is this one of your jokes, Bob Backstay?" asked Dick. "Nary joke, shipmate. Just you step to the hatch and see if I ain't told you the gospel truth." The sailor walked off with the ;rolling gait of an old shell1 back and the boys looked at each other. It was certainly a remp.rkable circumstance that Davy Jones should have asked to see them in the forecastle, where he had been confined ever since he .was routed out the hold that morning. He had maintained a sulky, defiant demeanor toward everyone since that day, and had scarcely noticed Billy and Dick when they waited on him with his meals. Mr. Jordan had paid him one visit in an effort to get him to say something about himself, but he wouldn't open his mouth except to mutter some imprecations on the mate's in quisitiveness. "Say, what do you s'pose is in the wind?" said Billy. "I'll never tell you. Are you going to accommodate him with an interview?" "I guess we might just as well hear what he ha s to say," replied Billy. "Then come along." They walked over to the open hatch. "Hello, below!" shouted Billy. "Come down here," came back the voice of Davy Jones. "What do you want with us?" inquired Billy, when he and Dick stood before the bunk on which the derelict was reclining. "I want to talk with you both." "'Talk away, then. We'll listen to you." "First of all, can either of you tell me what latitud e and longitude this here bark is in now?" "Wlrnt do you want to know that for?" asked Billy, "I'd like to get the hook er's bearin's if you don't mind," replied Jones with a grin which look ed particularly wicked under the dim glow of the lantern swing ing from the ceiling not far above his head.

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BILLY THE CABIN B('.)Y. 11 "I don't know the latitude and longitude," said Billy. "Do you, Dick?" "I know what the bark's position was at noon to-day when the mate took his observations," replied Dick. "What was it?" asked Jones, eagerly. "Longitude, 170 degrees, 5 minutes west; latitude, 26 degrees, 18 minutes, south." Jones r epeated the words and figures, as if to :fix them in his mind, then turning his glittering black and snaky eyes on the two boys, said: "How would you like to be rich?" "Rich!" they exc laimed in a breath. "Yes. How would you like to have all the gold you spend for the re s t of your natural life?" "'We'd like it first-rate," chuckled Billy. "The chance is yours," replied Jones, meaningly. "How?" asked Billy, opening his eyes pretty wide. "I know an island not far from here where seven kegs of gold money are concealefl in a ri1arine cavern I've got the latitude and longitude of it in my head, and could go there if I had a compass and a boat." "You could!" cried Billy. Jones nodded. "Lguess you're raving. What kind of a ghost story are you giving us, anyway?" "You do'n't'helieve my story?". "Hardly. too How did kegs oi gold get in the marine cavern of the island, and how came you to know they're there?" "That's my business," growled the derelict. "Wh11t's the name of the island?" "I don't mind tellin' you that, 'cause it ain't down on any map by the name I've given it." I .. "What name did you give it?" asked Billy, curiously. "Skeleton Island," replied Davy Jones with a sardonic grin. CHAPTER VII. THE SUSAN SOUDDEJ1 ASHORE. "Skeleton I sland!" exclaimed Billy. "What did y o u give it that name for? Does,it look like a skeleton?" "No," growled Jones "Maybe there's a whole lot of ske l et ons on it," suggested Dick. The derelict look e d at them in a peculiar way, but said nothing. "So you say there are seven kegs of gold in a marine cavern, on Skeleton Island?" said Billy, almost "Yes, there are," nodded Jones. "Did you send for :is just to tell us that yarn ?" Billy. "If you don't believe it there's no call for me to say anythin' more," replied Davy Jones "What else have you to tell?" "I was goin' to tell you how you could each get hold of one of them kegs," said the derelict, enticingly. "You were?" grinned Billy. "I was They would make you both r i ch." "Well, how could we get liold of one of those kegs?" "By goin' t9 the island with me "Going to the island 1 with you, eh ?'1 "Yes. You've got the run of the park. You could stow a month' s fations away in one of the boats without any trouble. Then you could cut me loose We'd lower the boat between us You could get the compass from the binnacle and--. "Oh, come, now, you're cra:i;y Suppose we agreed to do as you say, how could I get the compass, or how could we lower the boat without being discovered by one of the watch?" "You leave that to me. All I need is a knife.,., "What would you do with a asked Billy "Com mit mo:r:e murder? Say, youtake the cake for a hardened scoundrel, you do," the boy added with a look of disgust. "Come along, Dick, let's get out or here Jones tried to detain them, but Billy wouldn't l isten to him, and the boys returned to their l ounging place at the galley doorway. "What do you think of that old villain, anyway?" Billy said. 1' I thi.nk he was.. trying to bribe us to free him," replied Dick. "With his yarn of seven kegs of gold on Skeleton Island. Ho! ho! He must take us for easy marks "Maybe the story is true,'r answered Dick. "True!" cried Billy, scornfully. "Yes. Why did he poison all the people on this bark ? He must have had some big object in view, which failed to pan out 1, "That's true enough, but he wouldn't have done that merely to get possession of a boat to go and hunt for this Skeleton I s land he spoke about. Besides, if that was his object he wouldn't have gone adrift without provisions, oi water, or even a compass, which he need to shape his ,course by When we picked him up in the boat he didn't have a thing in it. The only way I can account for that is that he must have gone adrift from this bark before he was ready to leave her." 1 "If he did that hecould have rowed back to her, couldn't he?" said Dick. : "One would think so, for there was a pai'r of oars in the boat. Altogether, the fellow's movements seem to be s u r rounded by mystery." Billy turned in about ten o'clock, and shortly after he was dead to the world the mate noticed a change in the look of the sky Only the professional eye or a sailor would have observed any particular difference, but Mr. Jordan saw signs that i n dicated a probable change in the weather, and a look at the barometer confirmed his suspicions Determined to take time by the :forelock he ca ll ed the three men of the other watch and sent his :five h ands a l oft to take a couple of reefs in all the sails. Nothing m ore was done till about midnight, when the heavier sails were taken.in and made snug, and severa l reefs were made in the spanker, the large fore-and-art sail above the poop,. and in the flying jib attached to ;the bowsprit Morning dull and threatening, with a rough sea o n and half a gale blowing That was the state of things when Billy turned out of h i s bunk, and. he was not a little surprised, for when he wen t to sleep the night before there was no indication or a change of conditions!

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12 BILLY THE CABIN -BOY. "Looks as if we're in for a spell of rough weather," said "Great Scott!'' he gasped, struggling on his feet. '"We're Dick, as the two boys repaired to the galley to get breakfast going to Lhe bottom." under way. That was his impression just then, and it was a reason"When did things commence to look squally?" asked able one under the circumstances. Billy. Although he heard the howl of thefstorm as bad astever, "About midnight. We took in sail then in order to be mingled with i.he beating 0 the waves against the starboard on the safe side." side of the vessel, he was conscious that the bark was nd The weather grew worse as morn!ng wore on, and by longer moving forward at racehorse speed. noon the wind was blowing a full gale. That gave him the correct idea that the craft had gone As the barometer seemed to indicate that there was even ashore somewhere. worse in store, all the lighter sails were taken in, and the He pulled the door open and dashed out into the sloping bark plunged through the smother under bare poles with cabin. only the closely reefed jib to steady her. The swinging light under tl1:e skylight burning away Th.e sea broke so and viciously across the deck with a steady light, and he looked around the place. that it became necessary to stretch life-lines for the saiety The waves as they broke over the stern of the Susan of the men. Scudde11 flung a considerable quantity of water down the The sky grew darker as the hours passed until at four companion stairs each time, and this was washing about the o'clock in the afternoon the gloom of night hung over the floor of the. cabin ancl gradually growing deeper. scene. There was not a sign of Mr. Jordan ancl the men, so he The howling wind swept the rain in about the judged they must be on deck unless-and the awful thought bark, and the outlook for the night looked very black in st}lggered him-they had been washed overboard when the deed. bark struck. Billy didn't make any attempt to reach the galley that He rushed out ill to the passage, which was also awash, afternoon, and the chances that the men would have anvand niade his way as far as the doorway. thing warm for supper, or any supper to speak of, He could see nothing in the darkness but the white spume rather remote. of the wa\!es as it was flung over the starboard bulwark The forecastle hatch had been battened down earlv in the which rose in the air at an angle of thirty degrees. I h day, and Davy Jones, after having been released from his As far as he make out there wasn't a soul on t e bonds, was left to himself with a supply of hardtack, a can deck. of preserved meat and a keg of water. "Great ma'rlinspikes Has everybody gone to his death The night closed in at last and the aspect of nature but me?" he groaned was so black that the bark seemed to be driving through the It looked that wfj.y, and he did not doubt at that moment fabled caves of Erebus. that it was only the question of a short time before the The wind veered around to another quarter and blew vessel would break up and he would follow the others. .. harder, if anything, than ever He staggered back into the cabin quite overcome by the This change created a cross sea, in which the vessel roll ed horror of the moment and pitched in a nasty way Something impelled him toward the mate's stateroom, as Billy had never before experienced such weather, and as if he thougl:l.t that Mr Jordan might be in there appeared to be nolhing in particular for him to do he As he cleared tho end of the cahin table he saw an object turned into his bunk, but found some difficulty in saving huddled up at the foot of the companion stairs, just as if himself from being tossed out on the floor. it had been flung down there He lay there as well as he could listening to the thump of He knew it was one of his compaJJ.ions, and he made h,is the seas against the bark's side, the screech of the gale way over to the body. above, and the many mysterious noises within the vessel Grarping it by one arm be pulled it toward him and then until at len gth the combination of sounds lull ed him to he saw it was Dick. 1 s leep. The young sailor uttered a groan and began to strugg le. He might have passed an hour in blissful unconsciousness "Dick, Dick, brace up!" cried Billy, not knowb:ig what of the dangers surrounding him when he was awakened in else to say to his chum. a sudden and startling manner. He pulled his friend into a sitting position and then Dick The Susan Scudder struck upon a reef surround ing an opened his eyes and looked around. island, the outlines of which could not be made out in the "That you, Billy?" said. "Why, I thought we were i darkness, and Billy was flung from his bunk against the gop.ers. I was at the wheel with Bob Backstay when the door of the stateroom lik e a projectile from a catapult. bark struck The shock was something tremendous. I was The next sea shoved the bark still further on the reef, pitched clean down the companion ladder and that's all I here she li sted to port and remained stationary. remember till this moment. The vessel is ashore someThe two masts were snapped off close above the deck by where Have you seen Mr. Jordan or any of the others?" the shock, and smashing the bulwark in their fall were "No. I'm afraid they're lost." held against the vessel's side by the stout masses of rigging. "Lost!" ejaculated Dick. "That would be tough." Billy knew that some terrible calamity had happened to "I don't know," replied Billy. "We're not so safe that the bark. I can see. I guess we'll all be in the same boat before As he lay dazed on the floor of the little room he heard morning." the crash of the masts when they went by the board. "Maybe not, Billy. While there's life there's hope."

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. BILLY THE CABIN BOY. ;is "I've heard that when a vessel goes on the rocks in a storm as bad as this one she generally breaks up within a few hours." "It all depends on how and where she strikes, and how strong her timbers are." "Wel we can't do anything, Dick, but trust to luck. If the bar]{ should hold together till the gale blows out we'll have a chance for our lives; otherwise it will be all up with u s." Although the boys didn't know it, the gale was on the wane. Having accomplished the .ruin of the Susan Scudder the storm king seemed to be satisfied that he bad done enough on this occasion The waves, however, continued to spend their fury on the haples s craft; but the rocks shielded her in a measure from their full force, while her stout timbers resisted their impact. And so, alternately agitated by hope and fear, the boys remained seated on the inclined deck of the cabin until dawn lightened up the face of nature. CHAPTER VIII. A PAIR OF SKELETONS. "I think the gale is breaking up," said Diel. "About time it was," replied Billy. "I never 'put in such a night in my life I'm mighty glad th.at morning is at hand." "Let's go on the poop and take a look lj.round." There were several tons of water in the cabin now, the bulk of it lying against port side where it rose to the handles of the stateroom doors The list of tho vessel to port made the deck of the cabin resemble a shelving beach, the water line reaching about two-thirds across the room. 'l'he waves had ceased to come in over the stern, which showed that they struck the reef with much l ess force than when the bark wont on the rocks. Billy and Dick made their way up the tompanion stairs and grabbed the spokes of the wheel to support themselves on deck. The sky was filled with flying scud and there was no sign 0 the sun as yet Tho ocean tumbled and rolled in a threatening way, ex hausting its force on the roefy barrier on which the Susan Scudder resfed with a hoarse roar and a cloud of white foam. When the boys turned and looked in the opposite direc tion they saw the shaggy outlines 0 a tropical islap.d lying within the semi-ciJ:c le of the reef. It was not yet light enough to make out the i sland clearly, but it lay about half a mile from the spot where the bark was wrecked, and it seemed to present a rather rocky look as well as the lads could make out. The stretch of water between the reef and the island was fairly sm09th as compared with the ocean outside, the reef acting as a natural breakwater. The bark lay well out of water from stem to stern, except that being heeled over her entire port s ide was submerged to the level of the deck. "We're on a reef," said Billy; "but there's an island yonder which we ought' to reach easily enough, even if we have to swim for it." "No need of swimming when we've got a boat handy that will answer better," said Dick, pointing to one of the bark's boats on the port side, which was attached to its davits and had defied both storm and wreck. It. was protecte d by a close-fitting canvas covering that kept out the water. "That will take us ashore in fine s hape," said Billy, en thusiastically. "We' ll load her up with food from the pantry. The s helves are full of canned stuff I got out of the lazarette the othe r day." "You mean 1.he floor is full of it," grinned Dick. "You won't find much on the shelves in there now, after the shak ing up the storm gave us and the shock of the bark going on the rocks." "Suppose the cans are on the floor, that won't hurt them." "I guess there's enough food on board to la st us a good many month s on that i s land if we have to remain there very long," said Dick. "Yes, if you count what's in the lazarette; but I guess that's partially flooded with seawater, which is apt to ruin the bags of biscuit and damage the fl.our." "It won t hurt the canned goods, at any rate, that's some satisfaction." As it grew lighter the island developed into a bold and rocky shore, but through frequ ent breaks in its inhospitable looking face vistas of luxuriant vegetation in the interior could be seen, which gave the boys a more cheerful idea of its general character. "We'll probably find groves of breadfruit and bananas on the island.," said Billy. "I've r ead that all these tropica l islands in the South Seas are overgrown with :ruit eno ugh to keep a small army from starving to death." "That's right. We'll find cocoanuts there, too. And shellfish among the rocks at low water. No fear of any one starving to death there even without a supply of canned goods and other modern luxuries," said Dick. "Talking of canned goods and s uch things reminds me that I feel kind of peckish. I haven't had a square meal since yesterday morning. Let's go to the"'p'antry and fill up." Billy felt hungry himself and had no objection to ad journing to the pantry, which, being on the starboard side of the bark, stood high out of water. They descended the companion and made their way to the pantry. On opening the door a stream of canned goods slid out the passage. These were recovered and replaced on the shelves, to gether with all that they picked up from the floOT. It took them some minutes to straighten up the pantry, and then Billy opened a can of corned beef, and this, with a supply of biscuit, washed down with water from a stationary breaker, constituted their breakfast. The boys took their time eating, for the weather was too rough yet for them to undertake launching the boat as long as there was no danger of the vessel going to pieces The boys wouldn't have minded the wreck, and the pros pect of a more or less extended sojourn on the island, if Mr. Jordan and the sailors had not been lost, as they took it for granted that they were.

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14 BILLY THE CABIN BOY. While they were talking about the sad fate of the mate and seamen, Billy suddenly remembered the rascal who was battened down in the forecastle. "Say, we forgot all about Davy Jones. We must open up the hatch and see if he's alive," he said. "I'll bet he's alive," replied Dick. "Those kin.d of chaps are hard to kill." "We'll have to let him out; but I hate to have that scamp wandering around at large where we are. He's capable of doing us a lot of harm when we were off our guard. He'd probably steal the boat, and all the provisions he could get hold of, anyhow, and go off hunting that Skeleton Island of his, if there really is such a place." "Then I guess we need be in no hurry about letting him out if he's alive," said Dick. "He can't starve for a day or two, for we gave him a can of preserved roastbeef and a bag of biscuits before we closed him in ye$terday morn ing, whiCh, with the breaker of water, will keep him :from going hungry awh'ile." So the boys dismissed him from their minds for 'the They decided to follow it to see where it would take them. Passing around a spur of rock they lost sight of the bark and the reef. Another turn soon afterward brought them in sight of a gloomy-looking hole 9r watery cavern rupning right under a cliffy projection. "We'd better turn around and go back," said who was crouching in the bows. "We don't want to go into that hole, which may lead all the way under the island." Dick turned around to look at the cavernous opening. Just then the boat ran against some kind of an invisible obstruction. Instantly two ghastly objects shot out of the water di rectly ahead. "Great Scott!" gasped Billy, in dismay. "What are we up against?" "A pair of skeletons!" gurgled Dick, dropping his-oars. CHAPTER IX. present. THE C.A.VE ON THE ISLAND. After they had eaten all they wanted, they returned to The lwo boys gazed on the pair of grinning skeletons with the poop again to see how the weather was getting on. awe and consternation. It had moderated a bit, and the sun was struggling to Their sudden appearance from th_ e depths of the water show his face from behind the clouds that were :fast breakfairly staggered them. ing up. 'rhe boat had come to a stop, as if held by invisible hands. The ocean outside the reef was as tumultuous as ever, "Oh, lor' !" palpitated Dick. "This island is haunted. and the wind blew pretty stiff. Let's get away as fast as we can." After hanging around the poop for an hour the boys de-The arms of the skeletons were up-raised, and they had cided to try and launch the boat. a frightful grin on their bony countenances that was enough They found no great difficulty in doing this after getting, to send the shivers down any one's spinal column. rid of its canvas cover. Billy, who was' a pretty level-headed boy, was pretty There were two pairs of oars snugly tucked away lmder thoroughly startled even though it was broad daylight. the s.eats, and after the boat was in the water, and dragged To behold such uncanny objects pop out of the water, around to a broken section of the port bulwark, they got apparently of their own accord, was enough to paralyze any out one pair. person, however stout his nerves. They decided to load her with canned goods and other As the cabin boy gazed upon them his sharp eyes all at provender from the pantry, and make their first trip to the once noticed one peculiar thing about them. island. Two of their extended arms, the right wrist bone of one Going to work with a will, in three-quarters of an hour and the left wriat bone of the other, seemed to be held tothey were ready to shove off. gether by a piece of thin rope. While they were thus employed they heard a thumping on Just as he observed that fact the boat began to drift the under part of the forecastle hatch. slowly backward, and as it did so the skeletons slowly sank "What did I tell you, Billy?" said Dick. "That fellows down into the water until they disappeared altogether. like Davy Jones were hard to do up. Let him pound away; "They're gone," said Billy. we won't pay any attention to him now." "It's time for us to1go, too," replied Dick, with a shiver. "We must try and find some place on the island where "What do you thirik caused them to come up?" asked we can hide our provisions before' we let him out," said Billy, recovering from the shock of the apparitions, Billy. "If we could only discover a place where we could and trying to account for the phenomenon. l hide the boat, too, I'd like it." "Don't ask me. Let's get away as quick as we can." "The two of us ought to be able to haul it so far up on Re turned to grab his oars and then saw that one o-f them the shore that he could not single-handed get it into the had got away and was out of his reach. water." It was floating over toward one side of the watery pas"That wouldn't do. The boat would soon go to pieces out sage, where it was caught by a gentle eddy that began to of the water," said Billy. carry it slowly toward the hole in the rocky wall. "'That's so," admitted Dick. "I forgot about that. Well, "There goes my oar. Can't you grab it, Billy?" we may find some way of getting around the difficulty." "I can't reach it. Paddle the boat over a bit," answered "I hope so," replied Billy. Billy. They embarked in the shoved off and Dick rowed Dick worked the boat over as well as he could with the for the island. other oar. As they drew near the shore they noticed a small creek or In doing this he sent the craft forward in a diagonal inlet which wound in around the rocks. direction.

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BILLY THE CABIN BOY. 15 As Billy reached for the truant oar the boat again hit something under the water, and as it did so up popped the two skeletons again with a swish. Dick heard the noise, and turning around, gave a yell of renewed fright. Billy had just seized the oar as the skeletons reappeared and he looked at them attentively. The thought fl.ashed through his mind tfiat some natural means had caused them to rise, ancl he wondered what the agency was. He shoved the oar blade toward the nearest bony object. It s truck the skeleton on the breastbone and caused it to bend back, pulling its companion with it. At the same time the boat moved back and the skeletons uisappeared again. Billy began to laugh. "What are you laughing at?" said Dick, astonished at his chum's nerve. "Those skeletons." "I don't see anything funny about them. Let's get away." "Hold on. I want to :find out if I can what makes them come up out of the water," said Billy. "You're crazy "And you're rattled." "'Those skeletons were enough to rattle anybody." "Ho l They are only skeletons and can't hurt anybody." "I'm going to get away. This place is haunted." "Haunted, your grandmother! Something caused those things to jump out o.f the water, and I'm going to :find out what did it," insisted Billy. "Don't monkey with them or something will happen to us." ---"Both times they came up the boat ran against some thing. It wasn't an unyielding obstruction, like a rock, but something that shifted with the boat. Here's your oar. Row toward that hole again." Instead of obeying his companion's request, Dick, as soon as he replaced the oar in the oarlock, began to back-water as hard as he could go, and the boat began to return, stern foremost, the way they came. "I didn't thwk you were such a fraid-cap," said Billy, disgusted with his chum's timidity. "Let me have the oars." "Not on your life, I won't," said Dick, who had enough of the skeletons for one day, at any rate. "You're as full of fancies as some old woman," growled Billy. "I know enough not to butt in where I've no business to," returned Dick. "It wouldn't do for you to go past a cemetery on a dark night all by yourself." "I wouldn't do it." "Nor through a lonesome wood. You'd see a ghost every five minutes." "There are others." "I know there are; but I'm not one of them. So you think this island is haunted, do you?" chuckled Billy. "This creek is, at any rate." "If it happened to be night instead of daytime I guess you'd have had a fit." "If those skeletons had grabbed you and pulled you under the water with them you wouldn't feel so cocky," said Dick, as the boat rounded the spur of rock and they came in sight of the reef and wreck once more. "Didn't you notice that something stopped the boat and prevented us from getting any closer to those skeletons?" said Billy. "It's a good thing something did. It was a warning for us to keep away." "You make me tired." "Do I ? Well; I feel sorry for you." "If I were you I'd feel sorry for myself. You want to cultiYaie your nerve if you expect to get along in this world. If you're going to get upset every time you run against something unusual you d better hire a nurse to look after you." "Are you looking for a scrap?" asked Dick, angrily. "No." "Then quit digging at me. Where shall we land?" "There's another creek yonder. Pull into that if you aren't afraid of meeting with more Dick guided the boat's head into the little stream, and began to pull slowly and with evident caution. It was clear that he was still nervous, and half anticipated the appearance of other uncanny objects. N'Othing barred their progress as they proceeded, and soon they opened up a luxuriant tropical prospect beyond the rocky barriers that surrounded that end of the island. The ground on either side of the creek was thick with vegetation, and out of it rose lofty palms and cocoanut trees, while they could see groves of banana and breadfruit in the near distance, as well as other tropical plants. After going up the creek a little way Billy noticed a caYernous opening in the hillside to one side, and he called Dick's attention to it. "Let's stop here and go and look at it. It may be just the place for us to make a headquarters of." Dick was willing to investigate the place, so they made the boat fast to the first palm tree they came to and landed. It was only a short walk to the cave and they soon reached it. "This would be a snug phice in a storm," said Billy. "You bet it would," agreed Dick. "I wonder how far back it goes into the hill?" "We'll haYe to investigate that later with a lantern," replied Billy, as they paused before an inner opening beyond which all looked dark as night. They did not deem it wise to proceed any further in that direction. The place was fu11 of nooks and alcoves that offered good storage spots for their supply of provisions, so they decided to take possession of the cave. / In one of these nooks they discovered a small strearn of fresh water trickling do n the face of the and falling into a little pool. This solved the most import'ant proalem of the hour, and they were delighted. "We can live like kings here," said Dick. "A fellow doesn't have to work here for his daily bread.1 He can do nothing all day long and still subsist on the fat of the land. I tell you there are much worse places on the face of the globe than a tropical island in the middle of the South Pacific." It took the boys half an hour to tUlload their boat and

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16 BILLY THE CABIN BOY remove the stuff to the cave,> after which they rowed back to the wreck for more. As there no saying how long the Susan Scudder would holq together, especially if another gale sprang up, it was advisable to get everything out of her that they could make use of as soon as possible. The sky was now clearing fast and the sun was with tropical warmth. The wind had dropped to a fair breeze, but the ocean outside of the rnef was yet agitated to a considerable degree. On reaching the wreck they loaded the boat up again, this time taking several tools from the carpenter's chest, and ndt forgetting tpe lantern which hung in the galley and the compass which they took from the binnacle. Before starting for the island again they took their di:n-ner aboard. "I wonder how Davy Jones is getting on in th'e fok's'l ?" grinned Billy. "He mu s t ]mow that the bark is ashore. Last night's crash and the absence of motion have told him that. He probably thinks that ever y body himself is lost, and I have no doubt he ha s been making some desperate attempts to get out of his prison." "I wish he had turned up his toes in s tead of Mr. Jordan and the men I sha'n't feel quite easy after we let him out to know that he's siae aking around at liberty, probably scheming to do us up somehow. A fellow that has the heart to poison a whole ship's company is a mighty dangerous companion to have around." "You bet your life he is,'' nodded Billy. "If there \ was alll certainty that the bark wouldn't go to pieces I'd vote to keep him a prisoner in the fok's'l right along, giving him a week's rations at a time to live on." "That won't do, for the bark is likely to break up at the next blow," said Dick. "Besides, the fok's'} will need airing out. He'd smother in there from the foul air." "We needn't let him out till to-morrow," said Billy. "He can stand it that long. In fact, I guess he can stand it better than most men." When they finished their dinner they made their second trip to the island, and carried the stuff to the cave. After a short rest they returned to the wreck again. On their third trip to the shore they carried two mat tresses anrf some bedding as well as a lot of miscellaneous things they found in the staterooms not flooded by the water. By that time the only sign left of the late storm was the huge ocean swells. They made one more trip to the Susan Scudder that day and brought away a lot of pans, kettles, and other cooking utensils. The noise they made wiis heard by the prisoner in the forastle, and he started up a pounding on the scuttle to attract their notice. They heard him easily enough, but paid no attention to him: As evening fell Billy made a small fire in. a hole outside of the cave and cooked a pot of coffee. While he was thus employed Dick went to the banana grove and brought an armful of the ripe fruit, together with some samples of yams. The latter, when roasted or boiled, forms a paJatable, nu tritious and wholesome food. "Let's light both the lanterns and exp'lore the ba c k of the cave as far as we can go,'' suggeste'1 Billy. "We can do it as well at night as we can by day." "I'm with you," answered Dick, with alacrity. 'l'he lanterns were lighted and they started for the rear of the cave. 1 The hole they had noticed before led into a winding pas sage along which they proceec1ed for perhaps a hundred feet, whim they saw another opening before them. Billy was way, holding his lantern above his head. He was within a yard of the hole when his foot was caught and held by something like a wire stretched across the passage, and he fell Qn his hands and lmees. As he struggled to extricate his a grinning skeleton, similar to those the boys had encountered in the first creek, appeared in the opening, dancing and gesticulating in a weird and grotesque fashion. Dick gave it one look, utterea a yell of terror, and drop ping the lantern fled back the passage, leaving Billy to face the horrible object alone. CHAPTER X. IN WHICH THE TABLES ARE TURNED ON BILLY AND DICK. Of Billy saw the skeleton as soon Dick did. If he hadn' t his companion's yell of fright would cer tainly have directed his attention to it. The light from his lantern flashed dimly on the grue some figure and rather to its weirdness. Billy might have been badly shocked had he not already seen a pair of those uncanny objects before that day in the daylight, and was satisfied there was nothing supernatural about them. This one looked as like the other two as three peas in a pod. It was a little more active, that's all, swinging its legs and arms about as if operated by strings like a marionette. Billy stopped kicking his caught leg and looked at the gyrating skeleton. Almost immediately the fleshless figure stopped its mo tions and came to a rest. The boy backed away a little and put his hand down to his ankle to see what had hold of it, but nqt taking his eyes off the apparition. The moment he moved it renewed its motions. He proceeded to experim JJ.t a little more with results that satisfied him that whatever was entangled in his1 foot controlled the movements of the skeleton. The idea seemed so amusing to him that he laughed out aloud. He fl.ashed the light on his ankle and found that it was caught between two wires that \.an across the passage and then up either side of the walls. He easily released his foot, and then turned to look at the skeleton. It had disappeared. Billy picked 11P Dick's lantern and began to ponder upon the skeleton phenomena. Clearly the skeletons had been placed in the creek and at this opening to scare any one away who happened to come in either direction.

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BILLY THE CABIN BOY. 'l he mechanical ingenuity aisplayed in the apparatus for making them appear and disappear as if of their own voli tion indicated that the originators of the scheme had an important object in the background. Billy wondered what that object was. He decided that it was well worth investigating Stepping carefully over the he knelt down, grabbed them and pulled. As the wires yielded the skeleton popped into sight again. It stood still until Billy jerked the wires about, then it began its fantastic dance on nothing When he released the wires the skeleton vanished. Billy chuckled to think how his chum httd been scared out of his shoes. "I must go back and explain matters t'o him Perhaps he thinks by this time that the spooks have carried me off with them. Dick is all right except when he gets up against whut he imagines is the supernatui'al, and then he goes to pieces. That's one of the disadvantages of constant tion with sailors. They are simply soaked with supersti tion." Billy returned to the cave with both lanterns, but Dick wasn'.t there. The cabin boy went to the entrance and looked around outside. "Hell'o, Dick!" he shouted. "Hello yourself came back a voice close at hand, and Dick came out from behind the shelter of a clump of trop ical bushes. 'l'hey got out enough to load their boat and carried i t ashore to the cave. On their return to the wreck Billy reluctantly approached the battened cover of the forecastle hatch and proceeded to open it. When he threw back the hatch cover the smell that saluted his nostrils was not the sweetest in the world. "Ai:e you down there, Davy J.ones ?" he shouted. No answer came back, though he shouted several times "If the rascal is dead the re s ponsibility of his death will rest on us," said Billy to Dick. "Much as I wish him out of the way I don't want to be the cause of his taking off." Dick shouted down several times, but with no better success. "I wouldn't go down into that hole for a hundred dol lars," ,he said. "Ii; is simply rank. I'm afraid we l!!t him stay there too "I won't believe he's dead till I see his corpse," replied Billy. "Maybe he's only insensible and will revive when he gets a whiff of the fresh air," said Dick. The boys decided to enter the forecastle later on if Jones failed to come up, in the meantime they busied them selves removing various damp stores from the lazarette to the deck where the sun would dry them. Billy then entered the stateroom that had belonged to Captain Coggswell, late skipper of the Susan Scudder, while Dick began rummaging the lockers of, the chief mate's berth. "You're a nice churn, you are, to skip out and let a felEach found, among other things, a heavy Colt's revolver low figbt it out alone in the dark with a grillning skeleton. with plenty of cartridges. What have you to say for yourself?" said Billy, sarcastica1ly. They welcomed the discovery with hrnch satisfaction, "Couldn't help it to save my life," replied Dick, sheepsince they expected to have to cope with Jones, for neither ishly. "How did you make out?" believed the scoundrel was dead. "Come back with me and I'll show you." There was a safe in the captain's room which probably "What do you want to show me?" asked Dick, holding contained money and many valuable papers, but it was not back. possible for Billy to open it. "I want to show you how that skeleton works." After exhibiting their finds the boys returned to the deck. "No, thanks, not to-night They loaded the boat with part of a barrel of sugar and "It works by wires." another of flour, which they removed from the pantry, and "Go on You're joking." a number of other stores, and then they repaired to the "No, I'm not. It's a fact I'm telling you. The whole forecastle. thing is a contrivance to frighten any one approaching the The worst of the stench had found its way out by this far hole in the passage." time, and so the two boys walked down the ladder, expect"What for?" ing to see Jones stretched out somewhere on the floor or i n "That's what puzzles me, but we'll fihd it out if we one of the bunks. remain long on this island." To their surprise he was not there at all.. Billy couldn't induce Dick to re-enter the passage again "He must have got out while we were busy in the state that night, notwithstanding his positive asimrance that the rooms," said Billy. skeleton was a mere mechanical freak. "If he did it's a wonder he didn't skip off in the boat As the boys were tired after their day's exertions, as well with the stores we left drying in the sun," answered Dick as the strenuous experience of the storm and wreck, they They looked around carefully, but could discover no out turned in on their mattresses and slept like tops till mornlet from the place except through tl;ie small hatch open i ng, ing. so they decided that Jones had come out while they were After breakfast they revisited the wreck. in -the cabin, and for reasons of his own, which did not 'The water in the cabin had disappeared, much to their -seem clear t o the boys, was hiding somewhere about the suprise, until they found that a hole had been punctured vessel. through the side of the bark into one of the staterooms "He's a foxy rposter,'' said Dick "He doesn't seem 'l'he stateroom next to it was still half full of water abl e to do anything that is straight and aboveboard. Why which had not been able to escape should he want to hide under present circumstances?" They opened the trap of the lazarette and discover ed a ll "Ask nie something easy, Dick. I defy a n y one to solve the stores tumbled to port and pretty wet the motives of that rascal," replied Billy. ,#

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IS BILLY THE CABIN BOY. They were standing at the foot of the ladder ready to ascend to the forecastle deck when he s poke the words Sudden l y the sunshine streaming through the hatchway was cut off. The boys glanced u p to ascertain the cause of it, and saw t h e u g ly, grinning face of Davy Jones gazing trium ph antly down at them "So you thought you'd keep me down there till you got good a n d ready to let me out, eh?" he snarled. "You kept m e there a ll day yesterday, and all last night, and part of this mornin', while you two were enj'yin' the fresh air and :fillin' your stomachs with whatever you could lay your hands on. If you'd done the right thing by me you might have come info a keg of that gold I told you about. We w o u l dn't need no boat now to go in search of it, for thi.s here i s l and i s Ske l eton Island, the very island I wanted to reach. Now, instead of gettin' a share of the gold you'll stay right d own. in that there fok's'r where you kept me ag'in my will till you rot I'm goin' to battenthis hatch down oh y o u the way it was battened down on me, and then you can be starved and be hanged to you both." With those words, and with a hoarse, wicked laugh, he s l apped the hatch cover on, pulled the canvas over it, and d ragged a heavy anchol' chain on top of the whole. H e kept on piling the chain on top of the hatch until the cover coul d not have been lifted by half a dozen able-bodied m e n und erneath, then he left the spot, got into the loaded boat and rowed himself ashore. "You won't find it through the hold." "We're not likely to find it any other way." Billy crawled ahead, not over enthusiastic as to the pros pect of Jinding a way out, but hoping that they mighl It was stifling hot in that confined space, with the trop ical sun beating down on the deck aboYe. The boys were soon covered with perspiration, and dirt as well. They had gone about half the length of the bark when Billy saw a gleam of sunshine on his left side. He made his way toward it and then beheld a gaping fissure in the starboard side o:f the where her planks had been smashed by the rocks. It was more than large enough for a man to crawl through. In a few minutes more Billy was crawling through the hole with his chum at his heels. He let himself down on the rocks, and then, seeing a rope hanging over the vessel's side, he clambered up it hand over-hand and was presently standing on the deck once more "Gee! But that was a lucky escape!" he breathed. He looked forward at the forecastle halch and saw tlie weight that held down the cover. "The blamed rascal wanted to ill'ake sure that we couldn't get out,'' he said to his chum; "but he forgot that there are more ways than one of skinning a cat." "As the fellow has taken the boat we'll have to build a small raft to get to the island on," said Dick. "There is plenty of material to build one with, and too].s_ in the carpenter's chest to do the work with, so we mi.ght BILLY A N D DICK ESCAPE FROM THE TRAP SPRUNG UPON as weil begin at once. THEM BY DAVY JONES. "All right, let's get.busy," said Dick. CHAPTER XL "WrJre i n a fix for fair now!" ejaculated Billy, after Billy brought a hammer, axe, saw and a small bag d makin g a r u sh up the ladder, orijy to find the cover slammed spikes from the carpenter's room, while Di ck was picking down in h i s face, and to bear the heavy links of the anchor out a couple of heavy pieces of the wreckage, which lay ch a in p il ed u pon the top of the hatch alongside the bark, as a suitable foundation for the raft. "What fools we were to come down here. In fact, we It did not take them long to spike three of the stateroom ought not to have opened the hatch at all, but left that vildoors to two sections of a broken spar, and this of itself lain to r ot here Jtimself. Now he's turned tables on would easily bear their weight across the half-mile of smooth us with the deliberate intention of wiping us off the earth. water that lay between the reef and the island Wh y t h e dickens didn't you shoot him while he was jawing They found a couple of oars among the mass of wreckage, at us?" cried the disgusted Dick. and they were just what was needed to propel the raft along. "What's the use of howling over spilled milk?" returned While the boys were resting in the shade of the cabin Hill y "We've got to try and get out of here." after their labor Billy recalled the words of Davy Jone s How are we going to do it?" just before he shut them in the forecastle, and which had I couldn't tell you how. We must find a way." made little impression on either at the time owing to the W e can't push the hatch up because he's piled a heavy strenuous situation in which they had found themselves c h ain on it, and that's the only way out." placed at the moment. Bill y str uck a match, and seeing the lantern still hanging Jones had said, in taunting tones, that the island close fro m t h e roof he took it down and lighted it. to which the Susan Scudder had been wrecked was Skeleton T h en be examined the bulkhead that cut off the foreIsland, the place'where the seven kegs of gold were hidden cast l e from the hold. in a marine cavern. H e found that Davy Jones had loosened the boards again The moment the derelict's wo:rrds flashed across Billy's i tha t the mate had nailed up, thereby reopening the way to mind he sprang up with a whoop that almost made Dick the h o ld. think his companion had suddenly gone crazy from sun r ak i ng the l antern on arm Billy crawled thro u gh on stroke or something else. top o f t he cargo, calling Dick to follow him. "What in thunder is the matter with you?" he growled. "Where are you going?" Dick wanted to know. "A whole lot is the matter with me,'' replied Billy, look" On a voyage of discovery," returned Billy. ing like a person who had just received some wonderful "What do you expect to discover?" intelligence. "A w ay out o f o u r trouble, if l can find one." "You act like it. One would think you had sat down on

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BILLY THE CABIN BOY 19 the business end of a tack, or that some insect had stung Y: in a tender spot "I've just tumbled to the cause of those skeletons being where we saw them \ "Have you? Let's hear "They were p l aced there to guard the seven kegs of gold Davy Jones told us were secreted in a marine cavern on what he called Skeleton Island Didn't you hear him say, just before he clapped the hatch cover on us, that this was Skeleton Island, and that if we'd done the fair thing by h i m according to his idea we might haYe got one of those kegs of gold?" "That's so. He d i d say that,'' replied Dick, beginning to show considerable interest in the subject. "When he sent for us that night and told us the yarn a b o u t the island and the seven kegs of gold, we thought he was giving us a pretty tall story, aiid we didn't take any stock in it. "That's right," nodded D ick "Now that we've seen those skel etom, appa r e n tly guard ing two entrances l eading to some place inside that rocky barrier, the story of the treasure told by Jones doesn't look quite so fishy as it did No one would have taken the trouble to put those skeletons where they are, and arranged a mechanica l contrivance to make them act in such a weird, manner, unless there was an object of some im por tance to be gained by it. 'The object was to frighten any person who chanced that way, and keep him from going any further in those directions Why should such a device be necessary if not to prevent the accidental discovery of some thing hidden in the depths of the rock ? What is hidden there? According to Jones, who seems to know,. there are seven kegs of gold stowed away in a marine cavern It i:;tr:ikes me, after what we have seen, that Jones was not talking through his hat, but telling a positive fact. What do you think about it?" "I think just as you do," replied Di ck \Ye can do that, but even then he ll be ?s ource of trouble to us We'll have to watch and feed him "It is better to have him under our eyes t h a n sn ea king around in the dark looking for a chance to k ill u s Billy had to admit that, so it was decide d t o c a ptur e Jone s an cl hola him a pri soner for their own sa fet y and peace of m in d It was now after one o'clock in the day, an d as the boy s were hungry they investigated the remaining sto res in t he lazarettc and found more than enough 1o satisfy t h eir a p petites for the time being. While they were eating they also came to the con cl u s i o n not to leave the bark till after dark for fear that their e n e m y might see them propelling their rude craft across the wat e r toward the island, and, by lying in wait for the m at some point, succeed in doing one or both of t hem a mischie f be fore they could defend themse lves. They watched the is l and off and on all t h e a f te rnoon but saw no signs of the derelict, and afte r makin g a meal off what was left on board the wreck they started for the s hore as soon as the shades of n ight fell and h i d t h eir mov ements. CHAPTER XII. THE SEVEN KEGS It took the boys some time to propel thei r rude craft acr6ss to the island. Then they worked it up the creek to t h e pa l m t ree where they had been accustomed to tie their boa t, and made it fast.' "Jones didn't come up this creek. in the boa t as far as I <:an sre,," said Billy. "I guess he must have l anded some where on the beach." "I hope he didn't find the cave and al l t h a t s tock of provisions we have stored there," said Dick "It is hard to say what he has clone during t h e hours he has been on this island If he did discover t he cave and the stuff we brought from the wreck, h e would probably make himself at home there, so we had bette r b e cautious in goi ng there," sa i d Billy Accordingly, they drew near the cave with some c are "Yes, I'm with you," replied Dick, eagerly, for the keeping the thick vegetation between them and the entranc e thought of finding seven kegs of gold was a powerful stimua f much as possible. lant to such an undertaking, skeletons or no skeletons When they reached the last bit of shrubbery Bill y told "You are w ill ing, then, to h elp me investigate that passage at the back of our cave an d see if it l eads to a marine cavern?" "We'll have to poceed cautiously-not on account of Dick to wait whi l e he went forward alone and looke d into those skeletons, which really amount to nothing, but be-the cave. cause we may expect to meet Davy Jones on the ground. He crawled up to i t on his hands and knees, and th e n The skeletons are not dangerous, but he is wormed himself inside like a shado,t, listening in t ently a s "We've got revolvers to defend ourselves with," sal.d he proceeded for some s u spicious sou nd that would indicai;({ D ick "What need we care for him?" the of the dere l ict. "But we don't want to kill him," rep l ied Billy; "yet, as He heard nothing. long as he is at liberty we can never consider o u rse lves safe The cave was as d"ark and silent as a tomb. from h im. The moment he discovers that we have escaped When he reached the a lcove where they ha d st or e d th.,, from the fate he laid out for us he'll try to contrive some stuff from the wreck he ventured to strike a matc h. other means of putting us out of the way. He's s uch a Everything was exactly as they had l e f t i t tha t morning treacherous scamp that we never can tell what he may be Satisfied that Jones had not been at the c ave h e reihrn e d up to. One of us will always have to stand watch while the to where Dick was waiting and repor ted all thin gs serene. other is sleeping It will he a question of always bei ng They concluded, however n ot to s l eep in the c ave that on our guard while the three of us are on the island." night, for fear that the r ascally cook might be prowling "What's the matter with l aying for him and catch i ng around in the vicinity him unawares?" said D ick. "Then we can keep him a pris They brought t h eir mattr esses down t o the raft, pol e d the oner until a vessel comes thi s way and takes us off." craft further up the st r eam to where t h e r e was a profusion

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I 20 BILLY THE CABIN BOY. of shrubbery, and anchoring her lay down and were soon "I am in the habit of using my eyes and my wits. Every asleep under the starlit sky. effect has its cause. Whcfl. I saw how those skeletons popped The rising sun shining in their faces awoke them. out oI the water both times that the boat was sent up the They poled the raft back to the palm tree again and streamJ and how the boat was stopped each time by an inmru:ched up to the cave to get their breakfast. visible obstruction, I began figuring as to the cause of the "We'll cut out Lhe coffee this morp.ing," said Billy, "for phenorr\.enon." fear the smoke of a fire might attract attenti0ll of Jones. "It's a grca t scheme," said Dick. If we are going to catch him off his guard and make him "It is rather clever. Well, come on. l we meet with a prisoner he mustn't discover that we have escaped from any more skeletons you'll know they all belong to the same the wreck." family." Dick agreed his chum, so they made their breakfast "I don't wonder now that Jones called this Skeleton off canned meat, bananas and pure water. Island. He must have been on the island before, or learned \ Yhats the programme for to-day?" asked Dick. Lhe facts from some one who had." "I suggC'st Lhat we hunt .for that marine cavern where "He might,have been one ot the chaps who concealed the the r;.ey.im kegs of gold are supposed to be," was his friend's kegs of gold originally, and it isn't unlikely that he may answer. have helped to put the skeletons into their present posi All right," agreed Dick. tions." They lighted the two lanterns; and each taking one, they "Where do you suppose the gold came from?" asked entered the pasRage at the back of the cave and proceeded to Dick, as 1hey passed through the hole. follow its windings till they drew near the opening where "How the dickens should I know where it came fr9m.? the skeleton had appeared the ight before Some vessel carrying the money may have been wreck Billy flashed the light along the ground fill he saw the here years ago, and the kegs o.E coin were saved and secreted wires, when he called a halt. in the marine cavern by those of the crew who escaped "Now, Dick, I'm going to demonstrate to you how this "How about the skeletons? If they were once real men skeleton that's on the other side of that hole is worked You they wouldn't be apt to hold together in the way these do, don't see it now, do you?" they?" "No," replied Dick. "Hold on a minute Let's examine this dancing chap. "Kneel down here and grasp those wires Now ldok at Maybe we'll find an answer to your question." the hole and pull them toward you." Billy flashed the light on the skC'leton which was dangDick did as directed while Billy held his lantern so the ling ag' ainst the wall on the inside of the inner cave they light would shine directly on the opening had entered. The moment Dick pulled the wires the skeleton popped They were not experts on the subject of skeletons, but into view, and stood grinning at them with its fleshless a close look at the figure gave Billy the idea that this was :face. not a real one. In spite of the fact that Dick knew now that he was no t It was strung together with wires, had ball joints, and l ooking at a spook, he felt rather creepy, for the thing looked as if it had once been highly polished. looked awfully suggestive Billy grabbed one of its legs and then made the discovery "Pulling the wires, you sec, brought it into view," saiq that it was artistically fashioned out of a hard, white wood. Bill y "Pushing them in the opposite direction would hava "Say, Dick, this is only a fake skeleton," he said. produced the same. result. Now, jerk the wires about and "A fake one! What do you mean?" t h e skeleton will dance and throw itti limbs about." "I mean this never was a human being at any stage of Dick shook the wires and B illy had said call to. its career. It is made out of wood." pass. : i, "Is it?" replied Dick, in some wonder "Now l et go the wires." "Feel this leg and you will see." The young sailor did so and the ske l eton vanished Dick felt of it and was satisfied his companion was right. T here, you've had a practica l demonstrat ion "The fellow was an artist who made that," he remarked skel eton business," said Billy "Now we' ll go on and see "The others are made of the same material, too, I'll bet," what is on the other side of that ho l e said Billy "How do you uppose the two skel etons i n t h e inl et were "They m u st have been brought to this island," said Dick. w orked?" asked Dick. "Might have been part of the cargo of the vessel that "On the same principle," replied Billy "Ther e's one or carried the kegs of money, or of another vessel that went more wires stretched across the inlet just below low tide ashore here W hen our boat struck them they bent forward, that caused "Those things are used by medical chaps, aren't they?" some kind of a framew ork, to which the skeletons are at"Yes, and s o metimes by stage magicians in some of their tached, to rise. When the boat receded, a n d t h e w ir e beill usion s A lso by anatomical museums came taut agaii;l, t h e skeletons sank beneath the surfae of The boys examined the arrangement of wires by which their own weight I'm' almost' willing to swear that is the the skeleton was manipulated ahd pronounced the whole way the thing is done, although, as you know, I have not scheme a mighty c l ever one. had a chance to examine into it. I have formed my opi n ion T hen they crossed the cave to another passage which led from the way .this one is worked dow nwa rd. "I guess you are right/' answered D ick, much en l ight They me.t w ith no more skeletons, the supply having apene0.. "You've got a great head, B ill y." parently been exhausted.

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1 BILLY THE OABIN BOY. 21 At length they heard a peculiar breathing noise, like the expirations of some huge monster asleep. "What's that?" asked Dick. "Give it up," replied Billy, as they both stoppe.d and listened. "There's something alive down there,'' said Dick. "I guess we'd better not go any further." The sound was certainly a mysterious and disquieting one to the two boys. After listening to it for a few minutes Billy summoned up nerve enough to go on, but Dick held back. "Come on," said the cabin boy. "What are you afraid of?" "I wouldn't take the chances if I were you," replied his chum. "It may be some other contrivance like the skele ton s to frighten people off." "It's for that," insiste d Dick. "There might be a big devilfish down there. If he should get his tentacle s on you it would be all up with you. He would suck you down under water and eat you up at his leisure." "Did you ever hear that devilfish make a noise like that?" asked Billy. "No, bu L it would be like them to do it." "How do you know it would?" my idea." "Well, I'm going to investigate. We'll never get hold of those kegs of gold if we're going to be scared off by noises and such things." Thus speaking, Billy went on slowly and cautiously, flashing the light ahead of him along the inclined passage. 'rhe further he went the louder became the sound. Dick followed, very much again:st his will, with the lan rn in one hand and his revolver in the other .Finally Billy sa w a dark blot ahead and made it out to be another opening. The odd sound came right through it, as though the cause of it was on the other s ide. The noisc now seemed more like the subdued bellowing of a bull. When he reached the opening at the end of this passage Bill y raused. Finally screwing up his courage he thrust the lantern through and followed with his h ead 'I'he light .flashed into another cave, and a strong smell of brine saluted his nose. N otbing h appening to alarm him he stepped down on a flooring of hard sand, and raised the lantern high above his head. He saw he was in a low-roofed marine cavern, as dark as night. The she lving floor was almost wholly covered with green sea water. A long line of s hells and seaweed marked the high-water point. Billy could see the water rolli up nearly to the line and then receding a short distance. It did this as regular as clockwork, and was accom panied by the bellowing sound. Then the cabin boy knew what caused 'the sound-the sea ebBing and flowing through a great hole in the rocky wall. The tide being nearly at its highest point, the-:hole was completely oovered and the noise was caused by the com pression of the air at the top of the opening. Billy yelled to Dick to come on. "It's the inrush of the water through some hole that we. can't see that makes the sound we hear," he said to his companion. Dick understood and his fears vanished at once. The n as he iooked around the underground cave, he said: I "I'll bet this i s the marine cav(\rn where the seven kegs of gold are hidden." "I'll bet it is, too," agreed Billy. "Let's look around." There was not much space beyond the flow of water for them to move around in, and their lanterns threw out only a ghostly kind of light. The roof ancl the sandy floor met a short distance away, so that they wer e obliged to clo mm1t of their investigations on their hands and knees. Finally they reached the s ide of the cavern opposite that by which they had entered. Here they were met by a spur of rock against which the wa,ter rippled. Crawling around it they found themselves in a snug little pocket. In the far corner, rang ed in order, they saw seven small, solid looking kegs. CHAPTER XIII. AN UNEXPECTED sunPRISE. "'There are the seven kegs of gold," cried Billy, in great delight. He crawled forward and flashed the light upon them. "Hurrah!" exclaimed Dick, in a tone of intense satisfaclii.on. The kegs were not much larger than those used for the transportation of white lead, but they were big enough to contain a good many thousand dollars in gold coin. "We're rich," said Billy. "If we can carry those kegs away from the island we'll be well fixed," said Dick. "I don't believe we need work any more for the rest of our Jives." "They're heavy, all right," remarked the cabin boy, lifting one with difficulty. "Gold is about as heavy as anything I know of/' said Dick". "If the kegs are too weighty for us\ to carry we can roll them up to the cave. At any rate, we'll get them there somehow, bet your life.'1 "I know a better way, Dick." "What is it?" "We'll return to the cave above and rig up a kind of stretcher-a: piece of canvas nailed to two pieces of wood Then ive'll make seven round trips to this place and remove the kegs one at a time. That's the easiest and best way." "That's a good plan," admitted Dick "We'd better return at once." "Well, lead the way. By the time we get back the water may have receded from the opening and then the cavern will not be so dark as it is now." "Hist! Billy," cried Dick. "There's a light coming this way." "A light!" cried cabin boy.

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22 BILLY THE CABIN BOY. "Yes That must be Jones after these kegs of gold. He mustn't see us if we can avoid it." Billy crawled over to the corner of the spur rock and looked back the way they had come. Sure enough, there was a dark object crouching along with a torch in his hand. There was no doubt about his identity as well as his purpose. It' was Davy Jones, and he was coming toward the spot where the kegs were hidd en There was no chance of their quitting the pocket with out Jones seeing them. It _looked as if they would have to face him and have it out there and then "We'll get as far into the pocket as we can al!l.d put out the lights," said the cabin boy. "Come on." He lec1 the way, and after passing the l ast keg discovered a nook in which it was possible by keeping _close and quiet they might escape detection They blew out their lant ern li ght and hugged close to the stony wall. In a s hort time Davy Jones's ugly countenance came into view, lighted up by the torch he carried. He crawled over to the kegs and counted them, without exhibiting any feeling of elation at the disc6very. He acted as if he expected to find them just where they were. Squatting upon his .haunches he looked at the kegs for awhile as if figuring on their value Finally he got up ancl lifted one a few inches from the sand It was c l early a big load for him to carry. Dropping the keg he weighted each of the others in turn. Then, after a last look at them, he crawled out of the pocket, and the boys, leaving their post of concealment, saw him slouching across the cavern the way he had come. They also noti ced that the bellowing noise had ceased, and that a gieam of daylight q:ame from the front of the cave, on a level with the water. "The tide l.s going down," said Billy. "The, entrance to this place from the outside will soon be open I'll bet it's the hole we were rowing toward yesterday when we ran foul of those skel etons If we had the boat in our posses s i on the job of getting these kegs away would be much s impler. All we'd have to do would be to row the boat in through the hole/ at low wat er, after tearing the wire obstruction away so we could pass the place where the skele tons an:. '1'1hen we could probably carry the seven kegs away at one trip." "I'll bet that's what Jones intends doing," said Dick. "Then I'll tell you what we'll do. We'll try and set a watch on his movements. It would be a good scheme to let him do all the heavy is, row the boat in here, load the kegs into it, and when he rows out again we could follow him, hold him up with our revolvers, make him our prisoner and take possession of the kegs. Then we could hid e the boat with the kegs aboard somewhere until a vessel showed up, when we'd row off to her, and leave Jones to shift for hims elf on the island "'l'hat will be just the thing," agreed Dick. "Then let's get out of here." Bill y struck a match and lighted both lanterns after which they left the pocket and made their way over to the mouth of the passage. They found no trouble in getting back to the cave They entered the place cautiously lest Jones might be hanging around, but found that he wasn't. A g lance at their stores showed that he had not touched them if he hacl seen them, which was doubtful, as the al cove was quite deep and dark. 'They blew out the lanterns and placed them aside, after which they left the cave to get a line on Jones's present whereabouts. They went to the creek first to see if there was any sign of the cook and the rowboat there. Neither was in s ight. / "We'll cut across the island to 't he shore," said Billy. "I've an idea that we will run across him somewhere in that direction When they reached the shore they scanned the rocks and low cliff in one direction and'the long curving beach in the other, but there wasn't any indication that Jone s and his boat were a round there "Maybe he's rowed around to the inlet so as to be on hand as soon as the tide is low enough for him to get into the cavern," said Dick. "It will take two or three hours for the tide to go down low enough for him to get in there," replied Billy. "How ever, we can make our way over the rocks and see if he's in the in let." They were about to start when uddenly a shrill scream awoke the echoes of that part of the island. "Good gracious!" cried Dick, grabbing his chum by the arm "What was that?" "Sounded like the cry of a girl," said the tabin boy. "A girl Then the island is inhabited." Again came the scream, louder if anything than before, and nearer. "Somebody's in trouble," said Billy. "We must go to their assistance." Ilepulled out his revolver and started in the direction of the sound. Dick got out his weapon and followed him. They had gone but a few yards when they heard a rust ling in the shrubbe'ry At that moment Dick's foot ca ught in a creeping vine and he pitched headlong to the ground. Billy pressed ahead without noticing his c hum' s predica ment. The sound in the bushes 1 grew loud er, and as Billy reached an open space a panting, frightened-eyed, brown. haired girl dashed out from the shelter of the shrubbery and tried to reach a grove of plantain trees beyond. Her strength and wind seemed to be giving out, and trip ping over something in her path she sank with another cry to the ground At that moment Davy Jones dashed out of the shrubbery, and with a howl of exaj.tation rushed up to the girl and seized her rougllly by tl1r arm She uttered another shri ll scream and shrank away from him Billy thought it was time to interfere. 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BILLY 'l'HE CABIN BOY 23 "Let that girl alone, Davy Jones, and drop that knife or I'll drop you!" he cried in a tone that showed he busine ss. Jones looked around in a startled way, and gave a gasp of surprise and rage when he recognized the cabin boy. CHAP,TER XIV. DORA VA.NE AND I:IER l!' .A.THER, THE CAPT.A.IN. Jones uttered a snarl of fury, and, releasing t.he girl, turned to face Biliy. He found a cocked revolver pointed at his het\d. The girl, recognizing the boy as a friend, sprang to her feet and ran toward him crying, "Save me! Save me!" "Sure, I'll save you, miss,'' said Billy. "Now, then, Jones, are you going to drop that knife, or do you waRt me to put a ball into you?" 'The rascal, seeing he had no show of getting at the boy, began to back away. roared Billy, "or I'll shoot." The villainous cook stopped, for there was a ring in the boy's voice that told him it was dangerous to disobey the command. "Now, drop that knife or I'll shoot it out of your hand." Jones flung the lmife ddwn in a sullen way, for he saw Dick coming to reinforce his friend with a revolver in his hand. "Take charge of him, Dick," said Billy, as soon a13 he saw his companion at hand. "Now, miss," he said, turn ing to the agitated girl, "who are you, and where do you come from?" "I come from the other end of the island,'' she answered. name is Dora Vane. And you?" she added, eagerly. "My name is BilJ.ly Black, miss. My companion, myself and that rascal are the sole survivors from the bark Susan Scudder, which went on the reef in the storm night before last. I suppose you are one of the inhabitants of this island. Are there many people living here?" "Only my father and myself. Our brig, the Merry An drew, was driven ashore here five months ago in a terrible gale. Everybody was lost but father and I. We've been living here ever since, watching for a sail that never came near enough for us to signal. When I saw that man," point ing at Jones, "first standing near a boat on the shore, I thought he was from a vessel anchored perhaps off the reef, and I ran towards him to tell him that father and I wanted to be taken off the island. But the moment he saw me he ran at me in such a way that he frightened me, and I turned and tried to get away from him He nearly caught me twice, and I screamed for help, though I did not know where it would come from, for my father is at the other end of the island, half a mile away. Only for you I know not what this man would have done to me. He has a bad face, and I am sure he is a wicked nfan." "You'.re right. He"s about as bad as they come, and I guess it's lucky for you that Dick and I happened to be around in time to save you from him." "I am very grateful to you for rescuing me from him," Dora said, earnestly. "You and your friend will, of course, come with me to the other end of the island and let me introduce you to my father." \ "We'll do that, all right; but we must attend to this chap first." / "What will you do with him?" "Tie him to one of these trees for the present. How far down the shore is the rowboat where you met this man?" "Only a short distance," replied the girl. "There ought to be some rope in her forward locker. We'll go there. Come, now, Jones, get a move on If you try to get away I'll shoot you." Jones, much against his will, walked on ahead; with the boys watching his every move to guard against any sudden break for liberty on his part. Miss Vane kept close to Billy, whom she regarded as her preserver. When they reached the boat, found all the rope he wanted, and he and Dick bound Jones securely to a palm tree .' "I guess it will be just as easy \o go to where your father is by boat as not," said Billy. "You'll have to row there in the sun,'' said Dora, "and I shouldn't think you'd like that." "Oh, we don't mind a little 'ng like that," replied Billy. "By the way, what are you ving on-you and your father? Did you sa'Ve anything rom the wreck of your vessel?" "We saved nothing from the brig except what washed ashore after the gale, and that wasn't much," she answered. "We have been living on fruit and, raw shellfish." "What! For five months?" "Yes." "It's about time you had a change of diet." "It would be very acceptable if we could get it." "Well, we saved a considerable part of our stores. We've got the stuff stowed away in a cave at this end of tha island. We have various kinds oi canned meats, vegetables and fruits, several bags of potatoes, onions, etc. A case of soda crackers, another of hardtack. Also plenty of tea, co[ee, cocoa, and two dozen cans of condensed cream. We had half a barrel of s;gar, and another of flour, but this rascal here ran off with them and a bunch of other stuff. I s 'pos e he's got them somewhere around here. However, that doesn't make any difference, for there are two barrels of flour and one of sugar in the lazarette of the bark yet, and they c an be easily got at, for she lies high and in good shape on the reef off yonder." "Ivry gracious! What a lot of things you have got!" cried the girl. "You won't mind letting us have a little, will you ?" "You shall have all you want. What sort of place are you living in?" "A small hut that father built. This is the third one he made. The other two were destroyed by violent gales." "Well, what's the matter with you and your father taking up your abode in our cave?" "Where is your cave?" "In yonder line of rocks." "Father didn't care to come over to this end of the island on account of the reef which 1rneps vessels away. when vessels approach this island at all it would be at the other end where there is no reef." "They dGn't seem to come this way often if you have been here five months without chance of rescue."

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24 BILLY THE CABIN BOY. The girl said that it seemed that way. "W.e'll go over to the creek now and see whether it is "You and your father had better come over to this end," still whore we left it. If it is we' ll look up a securer place said Billy. "You will have a solid roof over your heads for it. If it isn't we'll know that h e has taken, po ssessio n and a mattress to sleep on. Besides, you'll live on the fat of of it. In any case I think we'd bett e r make that stretcher the land as long as the stores hold out. Dick and I will and bring those kegs up to the cave where they'll be under make it a point to go tp the other end of the island every our eyes." day to see if there's a sail in sight. That ought to fill the They hastened over to the creek and ; much to their satis bill. Don't you think your father will agree to that arfaction, found the boat where they had left it tied rangement ?" "If we leave it here he's bound to :find it," said Billy. "I think he will," she replied. "He will be very grateful "We must hide it some place whe re he's not likely to stum-to you for your offer, I am sure." ble upon it." Billy concluded that it would be better to walk to the "I think the safest place for it is the marine cavern," other end of the island than row in the hot sun, and so with replied Dick. "We can take it in there when the entrance is Dora Vane for their guide they started off. uncovered, and hide it in the darkest corner." After r walk of about half a mile they reached the hut "Your idea, isn't a bad one," repli e d Bill y ; "but, you where the ship master and his daughter were living. see, we might need the boat some time when the tide was Dora introduced the boys to her father, who was surpr ised up, and we couldn't get it out of the cavern to know that there were-others on the ishd besides them"Then :fill it with water and let it sink h ere in the creek. selves. You, I and the captain could raise it any time we wanted Billy renewed his proposal to Captain Vane, telling him to, while it is very doubtful if Jones could do the trick about the stores they had at the cave, and he agreed to single-handed." transfer his place of de to the other end of the island. "That will be the best plan, I guess," said Billy, after As it was dinner t' the prospect of getting a decent a moment's thought. "Are we going out to Lhe wreck to kind of a meal induced the captain and his daughter to day?" Dick. make an immediate start. "I th'ink we'll take Dora Vane out and show her over it." When the party reached the cave no time was lost by "Then we might as well start at once. You go up to the the assisted by Dora, in setting out a meal. that made c'ave and bring her. I'll wait here till ,you get back." the mouths of the two castaways of the Merry Andrew Billy returned to the cave and toldJ Dora and her father water. that Davy Jones had made his escape, and that they would After dinner the boys went to the place where they had have to be on their guard against him. left Jones bound and releasing his hands handed him some Then he asked the girl if she wanted to go out to the canned meat and crackers to satisfy his appetite. wreck. \ The rascal tried to bargain for his freedom, promising She replied that she would like to. the boys one of the seven kegs of gold which he told them "Then come along. We' re going right away. Here, Can he had ,seen since he came to the isJ.and. tain Vane, take my revolver. It will protect' you against The boys refused to treat with him on any terms, and that rascal if he shou ld attempt to molest you." when he found that he could not work them to ,his liking Billy and Dora walked down to the creek, got into the he said many things to them that would not look in boat and Dick took the :first spell at the oars. print. They soon reached the wreck and took refuge :from the They rebound him to tlie tree and left him to amuse sun in the cabin. himself as best he could. After half an hour's rest the boys began loading the boat They discovered the stores he had carried off in the boat with more stuff from the lazarette. in a banana grove. What they particularly wished to get was more sugar Returning the m to the littl e craft they rowed her around and flour. to the creek, where they carried the goods to the cave. They couldn't lift the barrels from the hold, so they Next they took Dora down through the pasbroke a banel of each open. sages and inner caves to show her the marine cavern. They found that the contents were slightly damaged by That afternoon, about one o'clock, when they carried sea water. some rations to Davy Jones, they found that the rascal had They :filled several empty boxes with flour and sugar and managed in some way to free himself and was gone. 1'!-aced them in the boat, and they also carried away many CHAPTER XV. AFTER A WEEK. "We'll have to keep our eyes skinned after this to guard against that villain playing a march on us,'' said Dick. right. It's too bad that there's a back entrance to the cave from the sea cavern below. He'll be able to sneak up on us that way. The captain must be told to be always on the watch when we are away. We ought to try and hide the boat from him," said Billy. "We ought to, if he hasn't got away with it already." useful articles from the carpenter's chest, including a small keg of nails. The la st things they put in the boat were a coil of thin line, some canvas sailcloth, and a can of kerosene oil to replenish the lanterns. Then they shoved off and rowed back to the creek. After landing their cargo they sunk the boat in the creek and carried the oars with the other things to the cave. That night when they went to rest they left a lighted lantern in the main cave and Billy, Dick and Captain Vane arranged to stand a three-hour watch in turn, from eight till sunrise, about five.

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BILLY THE CABIN B O Y 25 After breakfasL the two boys, with Dora, visited the opposit e end of the island and remained there a couple of hour s without seeing a sail. They saw no signs of the rascally c ook, and the boys couldn't help wondering what the fellow was doing. As soon as they got back Billy took Dick aside;and told him he had a plan for blocking up the rear way to the cave. "First, we'll remove those seven kegs from the pocket to the lower passage," he said. "Then we'll take one of those doors that we used as a flooring for the raft, and bTace it against the opening into the maTine cavern. If Jones should get into the cavern some way he'll never be able to force the door after we have fixed it in good sRape. The money kegs will also be out of his reach. We can the n fetcli them up to the cave any time." Dick thought Billy's plan a first-class one, and that after noon they canied it out. The door more than filled up the aperture, and t o make things \ doubly sure they pressed a second door into service, one against the other, and braced them so that it would have taken half a dozen stout men with a heavy beam as a bat tering-ram to demolish the barrier from the other side. "If Davy Jones can get over that he's welcome t o the kegs of gold and our scalps into the bargain," said B illy, viewing the completed job with satisfaction On their way back to the cave Billy cut the wires running across the passage with his hatchet and put the dancing skeleton out of commission. After that the interest of the entire party centered in the arrival of some craft at the island that would offer them a chance to get back to civilization. A week pas sed away and nothing was heard from Jones. Dora and the boys went to the other end of the island day to look for a sail. They never failed to keep a bright lookout for the cook of the Su s an Scudder, as they did not want to have him come upon them unawa -es One morning, about o'clock, Dick Raymond was standing his watch. 'I h e heal and silence of th(} night had made him drowsy, anrl he had all he could do to keep his eyes open. Dick felt decidedly grouchy towards Davy Jones, who was the cause oi his being obliged to lose a part of his ni ght's re st. Whenev e r he felt himself nodding he got \lp, went to the place where the cool water flowed down the rocks into the pool and bathed his face It was two o'clock, as we have said, and Dick was gazing out into the main cave in a stupid kind of way, with h i s eyes half open, when a shadow approached the spot w here the lighted lantern stood. The shadow was Davy Jones, who had crept into the cave bent on mi s chief. He put out his hand, seized the litntern, and started to look about the place. H e carried a heavy stick with a knot at the end of it quite a formidable weapon in the hands of a desperate rascal like him. Dick saw the light move and opened his eyes with a sta r t. He thou ght at first that it was the captain who was mov ing around the cave with the lantern, before relieving him from duty. Had he been alert and wide awake he would have recog nized the sinister features of the cook in the fitful flashings of the light. Jones disappeared into one of the alcoves on the opposite side, and finding nothing there came out and tried the next one, with like result. The third, or upper o ne, o n that side was where Dora Vane slept. 'rhe cook glided in and saw the sleeping girl. On this occasion he had no designs on her, and was about to slip out again when the flashing of the light across her eyes awoke her. She saw the rascal's face, recognized him, and thinking he was after her she gave a terrified scream that awoke the echoes of the cave. CHAPTER XVI. CONCLUSION Dora's scream not only pulled Dick together, but it Billy and the captain Jones immediately dropped the lantern and darted for the entrance to the cave. Dick, however, was in his way, and the two, meeting suddenly in the dark, went down n a heap on the floor, half stunned. l The cook was the first to recover. He sprang up and tried to make his escape. Billy saw his figure silhouetted against the opening and fired at h'im. The rascal uttered a cry, indicating that he had been hit by the bullet, then by a strong effort staggered outside and disappeared Billy rushed to the entrance, but he couldn't make out in which direction the man had gone. He was sorry that the scoundrel had managed to get away, but he was satisfied, from the cry Jones uttered, that he had winged him with the bullet. After the excitement had quieted down Dick admitted, rather sheepi s hly, that he had not been as wide awake as he might have been. Next morning Billy and Dick made an effort to find Davy J oncs's hiding place, but were not successful. T othing more was seen or heard from him during the next three weeks, although a constant watch was kept up One morning the two boys, after great exertion, succeeded in scaling the almost inaccessible summit of the low cliff above the cave. To their surprise and delight they saw a large bark standing towaTd the island at a distance of about three miles. The wind was very light and she drew near but slowly. The boys had brought with them the coil of thin line they fetched from the WTeck the day they visited it with Dora. Their intention was to fasten it around a stout tree that grew on the s u mmit and then let it bang down the side of the cliff the wa,y they had climbed up, so that the next time they made the ascent to the spot, which they TegaTded as a :tine lookout, they would have something to support them.

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26 BILLY THE CABIN BOY. "A vessel, and she's coming this way!" said Dick, feeling like dancing a hornpipe. "She's some distance off yet, and might alter her course." "Then we ought to signal her. We can build a fire up here. That will attraot their attention." "There's not enough stuff up here1to make a fire big enough to amount to anything. I'll go down with the help of the rope and tie a big batch to the end of it. Then I'll come back and help you puil it up." Billy went down to the cave and told Captain Vane and Dora that there was a bark off the island coming that way, and that they were going to signal her from the top of the hill Of course the captain and his daughter were delighted to hear that there was a good prospect of their being taken off. The former helped Billy get a supply of dried material together to be hoisted to the summit. "As soon as you get the fire going hurry down," said the captain. "'Then we' ll get the boat out of the creek and we can go out to meet the Yessel." Ten minutes later the beacon fire was lighted. As soon as it was well under way Billy threw several armsful of green bmhes on it, which cTeated a dark smoke that rose like a black column into the almost calm air. "That will do," he said. "Now we'll go down." As they were deecending with the aid of the rope Dick suddenly exclaimed: "There's Davy Jones on the rocks below, making his way toward the inlet. He intends to enter the marine cavern that way As the tide is he'll be able to do so.'' "Well, let him. vVho cares? He won't find the kegs of gold when he gets there this time, and he'll find the rear way to the cave cut oil', too By the time he is ready to return the way he went 've will prnbahly have left the island for good. He can remain and feast off our stores and the products of the island until some other craft comes this way and takes off." As they went down they watched the slow and cautio11s movements of their enemy on the rock s near the water's edge. He got along all right till he stepped on Pome s lippery substance, lost his hold and went into the water with a splash "Serves him right. He needs a bath," grinned Dick. The cook came up about three yard s from the shore and struck out for the rocks. He wasn't much of a swimmer, but there was little danger of his being drowned. There was a Nemesis waiting for him near by that neither the rascal nor the boy watchers counted on Jones had hardly gone a yard before something fl.ashed through the water directly for him. "Good lor' !" exclaimed Billy. "A shark! He's lost!" As the cook of the Susan Scudder reached for the nearest rock and grasped it with his hands, the fish turned over, and, opening its great teeth-ribbed mouth, seized him with a snap. Jones uttered one terrible scream, then he and the fish vanished under the surface, which was dyed red with his The boys looked at each other with whitened faces. "That's/ the last of him," said Billy. "Now we shall never knqw why he poisoned the officers and crew of the bark, as the circumstantial evidence of the case seemed to show that he did." "I guess he committed the crime for some reason con nected with those seven kegs of gold which are now ours." "1 dare say you are right," answered Billy When they reached the bottom of the rocks Billy spied Davy Jones's coat lying on the beach where he had dis carded it previous to making his fatal trip across the rocky shore. He examined it, and one of the things he pulled out of a pocket was a letter addressed to Dirk Hatterick. "This that the fellow's name was Dirk Hatteriek beyond any dou:bt,'' he said. The same was also sewn on the inner side of the jacket collar. When the boys rejoined the captain and his daughter, Billy told them of the dreadful end the rascal had come to. An hour later the four were aboard the bark Starlight, Captain Russell, bound for San Francisco, and the boys took care that the seven small, heavy kegs were taken on board, too During the trip, which was a prosperous one, Billy and Dora were constantly in each other's company, and when the vessel arrived at San Francisco they had reached the conclusion that they hacl been born to make each other happy. An investigation of the kegs showed that each of them contained $25,000 in gold American coin, or $175,000 al together. They divided up evenly and quit the sea for good. Dick bought an interest in a sl1ip chandlery business with a part of his share and had no reason to feel sorry over the inYestment. /. Billy divided his among the savings banks of San Frail-,..,... cisco, and the overplus he invested in United States bonds. Then he started in to acquire a good education, for lie was ambitious to make his marh_<, .... :aV1e world. To-day he is a wdlknown lawye1 in the Golde:q. City, and has a handsome residence on Vanness Avenue. The.Jady who presides over the household was once Dora Vane, and she has made the former cabin boy a good wife. They have three growing children, who like nothing bet ter than to hear their papa and "Uncle" Dick talk about the treasure of Skeleton Island. THE END. Read "JUST HIS LUCK; OR, CLIMBING THE LADDER OF FAME AND FORTUNE,'' which will be the next number (142) df "Fame and Fortune Weekly." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numbers of this weekly Fire always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any newsdealer, send the price in money or postage stamps by ..., mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBIJISHER, 24 UNION SQU ARF,, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies you order by return mail.

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 27 '============================================:============================================ Fame and Fortune Weekly J1EW YORK, JUNE 1908. Terms to Subscribers. Slnitfe Coples .. .... ,., ... ................. ............. One Copy Three Months ................................ .. gne Copy Six Months .................................... ne CopJ' One \'ear ..................................... Postage Free. How To SEND MONEY. .05 Cents .65 u $1.25 a.50 4t our Bend P. 0. Money Order, Check, or Relrlstered Letter; re m1ttances many other way are at your risk. We accept Postage Stamps th<;l same as cash. When sending silver wrap the coin in a separate piece ot paper to avoid cutting the envelope. W1-ite your na.ne and address plainly. Address lette1s to Frank Tousey, Publisher, Union Sq., New York. GOOD STORIES. According to Mr. H. D. Curtis, says the "Army and Navy Gazette," the harbor of Valparaiso is now ten feet less in depth than it before the earthquake of August 16, 1906. The movement seems to have been mainly vertical. Everywhere in the Old World the wheels of wagons and carriages are two or three times as heavy as those on corre sponding vehicles in America, and so appear clumsy and cum bersome to us. The explanation of the difference is that our wheels are made of hickory, a wood which is unknown abroad, and which supplies the requisite strength in smaller mass. The revolting in Roumania is nothing more than a protest against the land agencies, mostly Jews. The agrarian crisis is, therefore, wrongly interpreted as being a burst of anti semitism. The great estates of Roumania include about one.... If of the arable soil, and 37 per cent. of the land belongs to 1,560 individuals, out of a population of 6,000,000. The great land owners are, for the most part, absentees, and put their property in charge of agents, to be let out in parcels to the peasants at an exorbitant rent. "I shall winter in the Sahara," said a traveling man. "With a caravan I shall traverse, under a blini:ling sun, an endless plain of snow-white sand, but none of my Mohammedan at tendants will wear any kind of shade over his eyes. Against that dazzling glare the backs of their necks will be swathed in white linen, and even their ears will be protected. Noth ing, though, will keep the sun out of their faces. Wondering about this, I said one day to the cadi of an Algerian village: 'Why don:'t you Arabs wear a cap of some sort? You live in the world's worst sun glare, but nejther fez nor turban, under any circumstances, has a peak.' 'The Koran,' the cadi an swered, 'forbids all true believers to shade their eyes. Obey ing the Koran implicitly, we dwellers in the desert avoid like poison brims to our headgear. In consequence, there is more blindness among us than among any other people in the world.'" A Russian firm which manufactures ptical goods turns out 'thousands of pairs of glasses every year to be worn by cows. "There are a great many cows that wear glasses in' my country," said a Russian visitor to New York, in explanation. "I have seen a herd of 40,000 cows with glasses on. It was on the steppes-the great Russian prairies. Our steppes, for six months in the year, are covered with snow, but during a part of the time delicate, fresh grass-tips protrude from that white and dazzling mantle. The cows then are turned out to feed on the new grass, but if their eyes are unprotected the dazzle of sunshine on the snow gives them snow blindness. Thousands of cows suffered horribly, and hundreds died of snow blindness, until a rude:cheap kind of spectacles, made of leather and smoked glass, was invented and used, with great success." The stories told by poultry keepers in regard to the laying of eggs are\ in danger of becoming vieweli by the public in the same suspicious light as the tall of fishermen. It is announced that an egg laid by a hen belonging to a coast guards officer at Bridgeport, England, measured 7 5-8 inches by 6 3-4 inches, while another of similar size, pickec;I up in a farmyard at Fenny Stratford, was, on being opened, found to contain a perfectly formed second egg. The record mon ster chicken's egg is believed to be one of 8 3-4 inches by 7 inches, and weighing 5 ounces. The most freakish eggs are attributed to ducks. The Weston Park Museum, Sheffield, has a duck's egg which contains another smaller one inside, and a still greater curiosity in a twin egg, the two ,Peing joined to gether end to end. In a museum at Paris a curious four footed goose lays an egg which is invariably misshapen, and the shell of which is so brittle that it breaks if touched. All efforts to preserve these eggs have been futile. Aa egg, appar ently in a state of perfect preservation, is reported to have been discovered embedded in the mortar of an ancient church near Paris. As the wall had been standing for fully 800 yearit, the egg must have been undisturbed for all that long period. JOKES AND JESTS. Dejected Suitor-If you intended to say "no" why did you let me propoi;e? Sweet Girl-Why, h<>W could I say "no" it you didn't? Husky Hlmry-Did you tell de lady I wuz barefooted in all dis snow? Maid-Yes! She says he hasn't any old shoes, but here is a bottle of shoe polish, you po _or man! Yeast-Why does that fellow walk on the railway'? The train might come along and kill him. Crimsonbeak-Yes; but I suppose the poor fellow is afraid of the automobiles Rufus-Nossuh! Ah don't have no mo' trouble wif de boss at de shop. Uncle Remus-Huh! Yo' mus' 'a' done reformed yo' ways den. Is yo'? Rufus-Nossuh! Ah'se done quit de job. Mrs. Enpeck-Oh, you needn't talk. You're not quite perfec tion yourself, I would have you know. Enpeck-No, my dear; but when you're around I'm mighty near perfection. Mrs Enpeck-Oh, Henry! "Your daughter," said Mrs. Oldcastle, "has such nerve. She fairly bubbles over with high spirits." "I know it. She gets it from Josiah's side of the house, though. My folks are all strong temperance people.'' I "Do you think your mother likes me, Mamie?" "I am sure she does." "What makes you sure?" "Because it was only yesterday she asked me when you and I were going to be mar rie1l, she wanted to live with us.'' Mabel-Yes, dear, I will be a helpmeet to you and try to lighten the daily troubles and worries of your life as best I can. Arthur-But I have none, darling. Mabel-Oh, you old goose! I mean when we are married, of course! A colored preacher took some candidates for immersion d-0w1 to a river in Louisiana. Seeing some alligators in the stream one of them bbjected. "Why, brother," urged the pastor, "can't you trust the Lortl? He took care of Jonah, didn't He?" "Y-a-a-s,'' admitted the darky, "but a whale's diff'rent. A whale's got a mem'ry, but ef one o' dem 'gators wuz ter swaller dis nigger, he'd jes' go ter sleep dar in de sun an' fergit all abou' me."

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2 8 FAME AND F O R TUNE WEEKLY. THE PLASTER MODEL By John Sherman. During the rule of Louis Napoleon I was engaged on the detective force, and by several very lucky operations found my self one of the very best mouchards in Paris; and when Baron Vincent desired one of the most acute men I was detailed for the purpose. I was very much surprised to be received by the Baroness Vincent instead of the Baron. That, however, was explained, and In a few moments I was in possession of the facts in the case. Simple enough, and yet, withal, terribly perplexing. "A magnificent emerald necklace was missing two days ago," the lady informed me, "and some time this morning it was discovered that a priceless diamond set was also stolen." The Baroness had taken the diamonds in her hand while hunting for the emerald necklace, she declared, since which time she had seen nothing of them. I made a thorough examination, but found nothing upon which to base a clew. I could not even satisfy myself as to whether the valuables had been taken by professionals from the outside, or by some one within. I bowed myself out of the distinguished lady's presence and went home'to study the case. You may imagine my surprise, the very next day. to learn that another and almost equally valuable diamond bracelet had disappeared, and not a clew to assist me. In the questioning I was obliged to detain the titled dame for the best part of an hour. We, of course, became wonderfully friendly, that is, consid ering the difference in our stations In life, and in the course of conversation the Baroness told me her eldest daughter. Mlle. Olga, was soon to be married to Marquis Tardieu, a Mexican gentleman of exceeding w ealth, -0f middle age, very dark complexion, and the blackest of eyes and hair. When at last I could no longer delay my departure, I rose to leave, and passing into a second salon, I stopped suddenly before a plaster band, fastened against a mat of purple velvet hung on the wall. It was such an odd thing that my inquisitiveness was aroused I exclaimed: "At the risk of being Baroness Vincent, may I ask is there any special significance in this-is it simply a new feature of the bric-a-brac craze?" "Yes," she answered, smiling. "I presume it is. It is con sidered ve;ry fashionable for dear friends to exchange a model of this sort instead of pictures. It is quite en regle to have the hand or foot molded." "Ah!" I answered, smiling in turn. "You people of wealth have many ways of using your money I presume this is the 1 hand of your husband?" "Ah! no. 'Tis not the Baron's, but a cast of the Marquis Tardieu's hand, which he presented to his intended bride, Mlle Olga." She lifted it fr-0m the wall and passed it t o me f o r examina tion. In my time I have dabbled in all the o l o gies, and among them had interested myself in palmistry. Therefo re I looked at the mold with considerable care. I became deeply interested as I turned it o ver. It was re markable for the development of the palm o n the side o f the little finger, and the exceeding length o f the t h umb. Desbarolles, the acknowledged authority on palmistry, states that this enlarged development indicates the instincts or an assassin; the length of the thumb, inflexib l e w ill ; while the line of life encircling the base of the thumb, which was deep and wide, proclaims a thief, and, when joined with the other peculiarities, spoke again of murder. I bad examined the hands of a great many rascals, a n d had than ordinary belief in the indications I handed it back to the noble dame, with the remark that it was a very peculiar hand. I am sure she read something o f the distrust I felt for the owner or such a palm, for she remarked: "The Marquis is doubtless a charming gentleman, but I must own that neither I nor my daughter is so enraptured as the Bar on. There, now," smiling again, "you will think me ex ceedingly indiscreet." The remark was strange, and I could not but wonder at the singular speech of the lady 1 and the rapidity of our inti macy I wanted to know more of this Ma1quis, and found that he frequented a noted gambling house in the Rue de Marat. There fore I made it my business to visit it frequently. He never visited the place alone. He was always accom panied by a gray-haired old man named De Lisle. The salon was kept by a Spanish wpmau, and was one of the most fashionable in Paris. O ne night I found play very hot and furious. A young man opposite the Marquis had been winning largely. Other players crowded around, with the Spanish woman and De Lisle watch ing the game. I saw the Marquis draw a card from bis sleeve, with which he rep l aced one in his hand. Luck began to turn, and the young man began to pass over his cash to his unscrupulous antagonist. This continued until the young fellow placed the whole of his money on the table. Among other accomplishments I am a ventriloquist. When, therefore, I saw the Marquis about to play a king taken from his sleeve, I cried, in a voice which appeared to proceed from under his feet: "Y-0u are a thief, Marquis Tardieu!" This charge, breaking the deathly stillness which had prevailed but a moment before, startled the house. The Marquis, unaware of the real speaker, lost his self possession, and, pushing back his chair, left two kings of hearts upon the board. It was plain to all the Marquis was a rascal, and great con fusion followed. De Lisle took advantage of the diversion, and dropped double cards into the pocket of the young man. The Marquis, recovering himself, and aware of De Lisle's operation, insisted that bt)th he and his victim should k searched, when it would be easily proved Wht) was the real swindler. The cards were found .upon the young man. Retreating to a side room, he took a sword-cane and plunged the blade into his bosom. Staggering back to the card-table, he exclaimed, while the elegant Marquis was coolly thrusting his dishonest gains into his pocket: "Gentlemen!-think you a rascal dies thus?" Then, toppling over, he fell to the floor a. corpse. I was so bewildered by the termination of the affair that I cou l d not act at once The rash action -0f the young man ruined my plan. Had he but restrained himself two minutes his honor and his life might have been saved. It was not to my interest to arrest the swind ler just then, so I allowed him to leave unmolested. I was satisfied now that in some way he had managed to steal the precious stones. I called upon the Baroness the next day, and, by dint of questioning, connected the Marquis with the stolen jewelry, although I did not arouse any suspicion. He had been so far above suspicion, as the intended husband of Olga Vincent, that U. never occurred to me to inquire into his opportunities. I was not yet prepared to denounce him, for I wished to reoover the gems, and c ontented myself by remarking to my agreeab l e client: "I agree with you in distrusting the Marquis. I beg of you to cance l the engagement with your daughter at once, before Paris is ringing with escapades of the Marquis Tardieu." Before she could question me more closely I withdrew. The Marquis, I felt convinced, was far too wise to attempt the Sale o f the stolen gems in Paris. I d id not want t o alarm him by searching his baggage, and

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 29 besides, I felt tolerably sure the stones would be concealed in sat up alongside of the post that he was tied to, "I should some very peculiar way. have been too late, and she'd have been in the poorhouse. You It was possible, indeed, that they were placed in some safe see, I ran away from home two years ago, and went to sea, deposit company s vault, out. of which it would be next to because I was the of three, and she wasn't able to feed impossible to rescue them, $ince we had no legal pyoof of us all. I've sent her a little money since then, and I've had Tardieu's connection with them. letters from her, but I've never seen her. I have saved fifteen To fasten the crime securely upon him it became necessary pounds, and .J wanted to give it to her with my own hands. to discover the gems on his per1>on. I wish now I had sent it to her; but maybe I can post it to After the scene in the gambling room the most expert shadher, if he takes me on to Glasgow." 1 ows were placed upon the Marquis and his gray-haired accom"Hold up your head, my lad," says the mate, "and I'll say plice. a word or two for you to the skipper." Confident that the Marquis would scent danger from the He went out of the forecastle, and I followed him close action of Baron Vincent in canceling the marriage contract, enough to hear boy's story 1told again. and that his next move would be to get the stolen jewels out T.he skipper thought about it for a few seconds, then he of France, I instructed the shadows to renewed vigilance, with spoke, and we both knew by the tones of his voice that. one ord ,ers to summon me upon the first sign of a journey, and the of his hardest fits was on him. word was not long delayed. "1 don't see," he said, "what I have to do with all this. I "Ah!" I said to myself, as I saw the two take a cab, and don't want any more hands, and I won't have any more. But observed that De Lisle was evidently about to travel, "so my we can stand another passenger. You say the youngster has gray-haired friend, you expect to take those jewels out of fifteen pounds. Go and get the money from him." Paris? Not if I can prevent it!" But the mate's face showed plainly enough that the irons They repaired to the Safe Deposit Company of Paris, and should go on him first. The skipper saw it, and calling to in ten minutes came outside, where they bade each other goodme, he told me to uniron the lad and bring him out of the bye. forecastle. I observed De Lisle was very careful with a leather ti:avelWhen he was on the main deck the skipper says to him: ing bag. "Youngster, the mate tells me that' you have fifteen pounds Leaving one of my men to keep De Lisle in view, I searched about you." several stores until I obtained the exact counterpart of the "Yes, sir," says the boy. article. I reached the station in time to board the train, and "Hand it over," says the skipper, shortly. by feeing the guard got into the same carriage with De Lisle. The boy turned wP.ite, but he pulled a little canvas bag from In due time I obtained his satchel, and left mine. I had his bosom and gave it to the skipper, who counted fifteen ten the )ewels, but when he opened my satchel he would find my rupee notes out of it. card, to be handed, with my compliments, to Marquis Tar"Now this," he says, "won't pay half your passage, but you dieu. can go aft and the steward will give you a berth." We may imagine his astonishment on discovering the trick It was an awful night. that saw us off the shore of Londonby 11hich he had lost his valuable plunder. derry. ; a dead lee shore it was then, and the steamer, with a 1 broken shaft, drifting hard on to it. We could hear the waves THE BOA'l1SW A.IN'S YARN It's nigh on to six years ago when I was quartermaster in amer-the Zebra-lying at her wharf 1t1 Calcutta, and loading up for Glasgow. The Hooghly was crowded with sail ing vessels that couldn't get no crews, and most of their own men had deserted, and shipped in steamers that were going through the Suez Canal, that had just been opened. They all wanted to get home quick, you see, and to go by the new fangled route, and not to make a four months' run around the Cape. The pilot had gone over the side, the watch had been set, and the steamer was driven down the Bay of Bengal, and get ting well out toward the Indian Ocean, when there was a row for'ard, and the boatswain came aft to where the skipper was standing on the poop. He was dragging a youngster, about sixteen years old, by the collar of the jacket along with him. "I hooked him out of the fore hatch, your honor," he says. "I heard, him scratching around, and I -raised the hatchway, and there he was." "I was trying to get out, sir," said the fad, very bold and polite. "I'm a sailor, and willing to work. I don't want any pay, but if you'll let me work my passage you won't be sorry." Our skipper muttered to himself, and turning to me he said: "Quartermaster, put the young imp in irons for to-night. I'll see what it's best to do with him in the morning." I was sorry for the poor lad, but I had to obey orders, and the irons were soon on his wrists and ankles, in the fore castle. He was terribly upset, and when I was on watch that night I went to him and tried to cheer him up. It was getting on to four bells when the mate said he'd like to see the boy, and he went with me into the forecastle. "Now, my lad," he says, stooping over him with a lantern, "tell us all about it. What did you stow away for? Why didn't you ship in a sailing vessel if you wanted to get home to see your mothe r?" "Oh, sir," says the youngster, w .ith tears in his eyes, as he breaking near us, and we had passed the light that we should have been making for, without noticing it. "Mr. Reynolds," said the skipper to the mate, as they stood together on the bridge, "we'll be .on the beach in half an hour." "Seems so, sir," said the mate stiffiy. He had not liked the skipper since the boy's money was taken from him when they Were in the Bay of Bengal. \ The water was far too deep to let go an anchor, even if one could have held, which it could not in that gale. Enough head sail had been set to keep the from broaching to, but all hands saw, as things were going, that she would soon be on the rocks. Suddenly the skipper started as some one touched him on the shoulder. The youngster was standing beside him. "I was born on that coast, sir," he said, speaking very slow, "and I know every rock on it. I know, besides, a channel on the port bow. We'll be soon off it. Will you allow me to take you in?" "If you think you can," said the skipper. "It don't make much difference," he says, turning to the mate, "for we're bound to go ashore anyhow." The youngster took the wheel and headed her, it seemed to all of us, for where the breakers sounded loudest. It was a ticklish time for all hands. But all at once the rocks seemed to open in front, and the steamer ran through a passage not fifty yards across, and in five minutes we were safe lyat anchor in smooth water. The next morning the skipper says to his passenger: "Here's fifteen pounds that I owe you, and the company will cash this for you, sir, for saving their ship." And he gave the youngster an order for one hundred pounds. There was nothing proud about the lad. He took the money, paid the mother's rent, and gave her a snug sum for house keeping. What became of him? Well, he and I have been shipmates pretty nigh ever since, though he's heaved many a knot ahead of me. That's him calling me now, concluded the boatswain, the fire out of his pipe with his thumb, and going out on the deck, where the captain wanted him to muster the men to Sunday service.

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Fame and Fortune :Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY By A SELF-MADE MAN C OLORED COVERS PRICE 5 Ots. ISSUED E VERY FRIDAY 3 2 This Weekly contains interesting stories of smart boys, who win fame and fortune by their ability to tak4 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. 59 The Hoad to Success; or, The Career of a: Fortunate Boy. t;U Chasing l'ointers; or, 'L'he Luckiest lloy in Wall Street. ln llismg in the \\'orld ; or, l 'rom Fartory Boy to Manager. 62 From Dark to Dawn; or, A Poor Boy' s Chance. 63 Out for Himself; or, l'avin g His 'Yay to Fortune. 64 Diamond Cut Diamond; or, The Boy llrnkc r s of Wall Stree1;. ();) A ::>tart in Life: or, A Bright Boys Amb.t1on. G6 Out for a i\lilliou: or, Tlle )J.das of Wall Street. 67 c;, e ry Inch a Boy; or, Doing His 1,evel Best. G8 Money to Burn; or, 'J'h e Shrewdest Hoy in Wall Street. 611 An Eye to Business: 0 1-, '!'b e Hoy Who \Yas Not Asle e p. 70 Tipped by the Ticker: or, An Ambitions t:oy in Wall Street. 71 On to Success: o r. The lloy "'ho Got Ahead. 72 A Bid for a Fortune: or. A Country Boy in Wall Street. 73 Bound to nise: or, Fighting His Way to Suc<'ess. 74 Out for tlle Dollars; or, A Smart Boy in Wall Street. 75 For Fame and Fortune; or, 'l'he Boy Wllo ""ou Both. 76 A \\" nil Street Winner; or, Making a Miut of )Ioney. 77 'l't Hoad to Wealth; or, The Boy Who Found It Out. 78 Ou ihe Wing; or, The Young of W all Street. 79 A Chase for a Fortune; or, The Boy Who Hustled. 80 Juggling With the Ma1ket; or, The Boy Wllo Made it Pay. 81 Cast Adrift; or, The Luck of a Homeless Boy. 82 Playing the Market; or, A K een Boy in 'Vall Street. 83 A Pot of Money: or, The Legacy of a Lucky Boy. 104 Mart Morton' s Mon ey; or. A Corner in Wall Street Stocks. 105 I?amous at Fourteen; or, The Boy Who )fade a Great Name. 106 Tips to Fortune; or, A Lucky Wall Street D e al. 107 Stl'iking His Galt; or, The l'erlls of a Boy Engineer. 108 From )Iessenger to Millionaire: or, A Boys Luck ln Wall Street. 100 The llo,v Gold Hunters; or, After a Pirate's '.rreasure. 110 Tricking the Traders; ori.A Wall Strnet Boy' s Game of Chance. 111 Jack Merry' s Grit: or, lVlaklng a Man of Himself. l l 2 A Golden Shower; o r The Boy Banker of Wall Street. 113 l\Iaklng a Record or, The Luc'< of a Working Boy. 114 A Fight for l\foney ; or, From School to Wall Street. 115 Stranded Out West: '" The Boy Who 1''ound a Sliver Mine. 11 "l Ben Rassford's r.uck: or. Working on Wall Street Tips. lli A Young Gold King: 01-, 'J'be 'J'reasure of the Secret Caves 118 Bound to Cet l!i ch: or, How a Wall Street Boy Made 119 l?l'iendless F1ank: o r. The Boy Who Rec11me Famous. 1 20 A $30,000 Tip; or, The Young Weazel of Wall Strf'et. 121 P lucky Bob: or, The Boy Who Won Succes s 122 Fl'om :>:ewsboy to Banker; or, Rob Lake's Rise ln Wall Street. l 23 A Golden Stake: or, The Treasure of the Indies. 12-J A Gl'ip on t h e )larket; or, A Hot Time ln Wall Street. 12;:; Watch.ng Ilia Chance; or. From F'er1J.' Boy to Captain. 126 A Game Fo1 Gold; or, The Young 1 ... tng of Wall Street. 127 A Wizard for Luck; or, Getting Ahead lo the World. 128 A Fortune at Stake; or, A Wall Street Mess enge r's Deal. 12\l His r.ast Nirkel : or. What It Did for Jack Rand. 84 From Rags to Riches; or. A Lucky \Ynll Street Messenger. 85 On His Merits; or, The Smartest lloy Alive. 1 130 Nat Koble. the Little Broke1: or, The Boy Who Started a Wall Street Panic. 86 Ti:applng the Brokers; or, A Game Wall Street Boy 87 A Million lo Gold: or, The Treasme of Santa Cruz. 88 Bound to Make Money; or, From the West to Wall Street. 89 The Boy or, Making Baseball Pay. 90 Making )loney. or, A Wall Street Messengers Luck. 91 A Harvest of Gold: or, The Buried Treasure of Coral Island. ., l)2 On the Curb; or, Beating the Wall St1eet Brnkera. 93 A Freak of Fortune: or, 'l'he Boy Who Struck Luck. 94 The Prince of Wall Street: or, A Big Uta! fo.Big Money. U5 i:ltartlng His Own Business; or, The Boy Who Caught On. 96 A Corner in Stock ; or, The Wall Street Roy Who Won !'17 First ln the l 'l