sTDRIEs ar BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY. As the holsting cable broke, the steel beam !ell, knocking Ra.lph tri:>m. the bridge: noWJi he the river, and the startled men :uttered a yell of alarm. Death the boy in the face dut'ing that terrible fall,
Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY ""6ecl W HW U-Bll Bublcrip t ion IJ.60 per 11ear. Entered according to .4ct of Congre u in the j/ear 1, '" flae o,inc. o/ tAe Ll6rcariM oJ Con.greu, Wa.hington, D c., bf/ Frank Touse11, Publish .,, :u Uni on Bqua r New Yorlr. No. 209. N EW YORK OCTOB E R 1 1909. PRICE 5 CENTS. FROM' FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE O B RISE OF A YOUNG BRIDGE BUILDER By A SELF-MADE MAN CH.APTER I. RALPH AVERTS A P OSSIBLE TRA G EDY. "We ll wha t ha s kept you s o lat e? Do you sec th a t it i s af t e r seve n o clock?" s aid Obadi a h B a t es,. a s mall, dri e d-up specime n o f lfum anity p e tulantl y t o a s talwart,goodlookin g boy who had jus t walked into the l ivingroom at the bac k of the ro a dhouse and t a vern of which Mr. Bate s was the p r o pri e t or. Th e buildin g s to o d on the river bank almo s t o v erl a ppin g t h e wate r and facin g the countr y road which, a hundr e d yards farLher o n, merged its e lf into one of the street s on t h e o u ts kirt s of the cit y of D e troit. Cottages occupi ed b y the labor e r s and a rtis an s who wor k e d in a large iron foundr y half a mil e awa y in th e e n v iron s o f the cit y filled up the foreground in the vicinit y o f th e roadhouse. F rom the rear window s of the tavern a good v iew could b e h ad of the town of Wind s or on the Canad i an side of the river The r o adhouse, being the only place in the immediate vi c ini ty whe r e liquor was s old, Mr. Bates drove a roarin g t r ad e, esp e ciall y in the evening s and on Sundays and holi d ays, c on s equentl y it was believed by those who knew him that he was well fixed :financiall y As Mr. Bates was very fond of trotting across the bridg e into Canada ever y once in a while, and a s no one could fathom the object of these trips, a dark suspicion exi s t e d in the neighbo.rhood that the tavern keeper was in t ere s ted in sundry smugg li ng e n ter p rises. Stra nge m e n h a d been seen w a t c hing the roadhou s e by Lhe h o ur, drinkin g at t h e b ar, a nd p r owling a r o und the river bank at ni ght, a nd th e imp11ess i o n prevail e d that the s e s trang e rs w e r e revenue office r s "I. s topped to ta lk to N e llie Gray un c le, and--" began Ralph Redwood, in reply to the ques tion s s napped at him by Mr Bate s "Haven' t I told you t hat I didn t w ant yon to have any thing more to do wit h that girl?" s nort e d th e tavern keeper. I know you have, but I lik e Ne lli e She's the nice s t and p r e ttiest girl he reab ou t s a nd I d o n t see any sense in you obj e ctin g to our fr i e nd s h i p ." D on't you ar g u e the m atte r with me. I won't have it. H e r father ha s a bad reput:ation." "A bad reputation !" Don't peopl e 8ay th a t h e kill e d his wife?" "Killec:l hi s wife Wh a t d o :vou m ean?" "We ll, bi s inte mper at e ha,bit s drove h e r into the grave so c>ve r y hoc1 y sa:vs." "People sa:v lot s of thing s that ar e n t true replied th e boy, h e lping him;:;elf to hi s s upper, which was warming in th e ove n "What ever y bod y says i s generall.v true," per s isted Mr. Bates. A t an v rate I know h e s b e e n drinking like a fis h since hi s wlfe di e d "Yes, u:r;i, fortunat e l y that' s true, and I feel dead s o rry f o r Nellie." "Bah! I hate ma udlin sentiment. I won't have you as s ociating with the daughter of a drunkard and a pauper." "We ll, who made him a drunkard?" "Who? Himself .of course. Who else?"
VROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STE.l!JL PRINCE. "I've hearcl a good many people say that you're responsi"You don't want for nerve, at any rate." b le for his con ditio n. "I believe Mr. Desmond, the proPril'ltO\' of t:\ll'l Caxton "Me?" Foundry, was once ii, poor boy Ue is nqw rated as o:e "Yes. Where do.es he get the liquor that he drinks? of the richest men in Detroit." Right in your tavern. You call him a pauper Perhaps he "Yes; he was poor enough sixteen years ago," admitted i s next door to one, yet he draws good wages in the foundry the tavern keeper "I remember when he was nothing but when he works. Where does that money go? Across your a bookkeeper." counter and into your 1:ill in exchang e for the rum that is "You do?" said Ralph, with a look of interest. "Then eating his vitals out, and fast pri:gi:g to his grave he wor.ked himself up to his present position insiile of six You are the last person, Uncle Obadiah, who s hould snee1" teen years?" at him and hia unfortunate daughter, the dearest and best "Worked nothing! Sixteen years ag o he was as poor as little girl in the world," said Ralph, with an indignant ring a church mouse. Then all of a sudden he jumped from in his tones his desk in the counting-room to the private office of the "How clare you talk to me in that way, you ungrateful establishment, and became boss of the foundry business." monkey?" roared Obadiah Bates angrily "Where would "Why, how did that happen ?" you have been to day if it hadn't been for me? Didn't I "Just luck. He was a second cousin of John Sterling, take you i n when you were thrown out on the.world? Didn't the proprietor of the works. Sterling married a young I feed, clothe, and school you before yqn got old enough to wife, who died giving birth to a son. Three years later be worth your salt? And didn't I get you the job you hold Sterling died, leaving everything to his son, making De s now in the Caxton Iron Foundry?" mond guardian of the boy. Des mond, of course, took charge "You did all those things, I admit, and ain't I repaying of the bus iness. Six months lat e r there was an epidemic of you now out of my wages?" replied Ralph. scarlet fever in Detroit. The boy caught the disease and "Repaying fiddlesticks! You're just paying your board died. As n e xt of kin Des mond came into the kid's fortune, "Don't I help you in y our business when I have the and he's been growing richer ever since. So you see it was chance, and haven't I done that for Years?" just luck that put him where he is." "Fudge "Oh!" ejaculated Ralph, rather disappointed. "I'm grateful to you for what you 've done for me, but "If you've finished your supper you can wash the dishes you don't seem to appreciate my efforts to square the acand tidy the place up, for Mrs Benson"-that was the count housekeeper-"won't be back till ten o'clock." "You show your gratitude, don't you, by meeting Rufus Thus speaking, Mr. Bates left the room to look after Gray'.s daughter on every possible occasion, when you know his busine ss. I object to it," sneered Mr. Bates. An hour later Ralph s tarted to ascend the entry stairs "Well, I'm about the only friend the girl has, and I back of the public room of the tavern to his room. intend to stick by her It isn't h e r fault that h e r father i s Hearing a rather heated exchange of words between two going down hill to a drunkard's grave It i sn't her fault m e n, the tones of one of whom he recognized as Nellie that poverty is snapping at the heels of herself and her Gray's father, he stopped, opened th e door, and looked into father like a hungry wolf. She has done all she could, and the barroom still is doing all she can, to induce her father to put on the The place was well filled with foundry workers ancl brakes. There are times when he seems to realize that he other s to whom Obadiah Bate s was bus y in his shirt sleeves i s rushing toward the brink of destruction Then he makes serving drink s an effort to stem the tide that is sweeping him along. UnIn the cent e r of the room stood Rufus Gray, a man of fortunately those periods of sobriety are short, and his unpowerful phy sique, with a good-looking but di s sipated face, stable will soon yields to temptation It is too bad." facing a short, bald headed and crafty looking individual "Humph! I suppose you've talked to him, too, about named Simon Larue staying away from the tavern, and saving his money?" Larue was one of those cormorants who feed on the finan sneered Mr. Bates. cial mi s fortunes of others "I have, but my words have had little effect on him He loaned small s ums of mon e y to people who were tcm "You ought to know enough, then, to let him alone porarily or otherwise strapped, provided they had a steady What is he to you?" situation, without sec urit y other tha n a bond of their own "He's nothing to me; but when I see a man going to the making, th e loan to be r e paid in s mall weekly instalments dogs I J'eel that it is my duty to try and stop him He charged u s uriou s rate s but kept within the by "Very pretty, indeed! Some day, I dare say, you'll go deducting hi s int e r e st and a pr e mium from the sum adon the stump as a temperance orator, with a cart load of vanced-the principle adopted by all money lending s harks statisti c s at your back to prove that every man who goes in his lin e of bus ine ss. into a grog shop has started on the road to Old Nick." 'T'hus if a cus tomer borrowed $25 of him; payable in "I might do worse, but I don't expect that my line of twe lve equal instalments by the week, he received only $20. action will lead in that direction." If he defaulted in a payment he was charged an extra $1, "Maybe you're ambitious to rise from your :rfres ent job and Larue could e nforce paym ent by legal proceedings. of foundry boy to that of a steel prince," grinned Mr. Bates. Gray had been forc e d to borrow some money from him "That's a long jump, but there is no saying what may to meet the expe nses of hi s wif e's funeral. not happen in this world America is the land of oppor-At that time Nellie s father worked steadily. tunity." He paid a portion of his debt, and then began to default.
FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. s The result was he now owed Larue more than he had originally borrowed. The money lender was always after him for his pound of flesh, and Gray promised to settle, giving him a dollar on account occasionally, but didn't. On this evening Larue followed him into the tavern and again demanded his debt. Gray tried to pacify him as usual with promises. "Rubbish!" exclaimed the money l ender angrily. "What is due is due." "And who attempts to deny replied Gray, in loud tones that attracted general attention to them. "Then why don't you pay? I want my money." "Give me a few days longer." "That's the old story You have defaulted so many times in your payments that you owe more than you borrowed. If you don't pay me something on account now you're no better than a swindler." "What!" roared Gray. '.'You call me a swindler? "Yes, a swindler!" "Why you old rascal I've a great mind to ram the lie down your skinny throat!" He seized Larue and lifted him off his feet as if he were a baby. ''Help! Help! He means to murder me!" cried the money lender, in t e rror of hi s life, struggling in vain to extricate hims elf from the iron grip of Nellie's father. Obadiah Bates at that moment was behind the bar, draw ing several mug s of beer, and he didn t see what was going on. Not a soul in the room moved to help Larue, for he was as unpopular as Rufus Gray was well liked. Probably not a person present but at some time had come under the usurer 's thumb, and they enjoyed his dis comfiture. "Help! Help! Obadiah Bates, help me!" screamed La rue as the angry foundryman shook him as a terrier does a rat. Mr. Bates, for bu siness reasons, was the only friend that the money lender had in the neighborhood, and he was the only one present who, for some unknown reason, hated Ru fus Gray. When he heard Larue's second call for help he straight ened up and looked to see what was the matter. When he saw the usurer in Gray's grip he slapped down the mugs of beer, s eized a heavy bung starter and r'1shed at Nellie's father with the weapon uplifted. He would assuredly have brained Gray, only for Ralph Redwood, who sprang into the room, dashed forward, seized the descending weapon, and prevented what might have been a tragedy. CHAPTER II. 0011'.IING EVENTS CAST THEIR SHADOWS. Half the men in the room sprang to their feet when Mr. Bates rushed at Rufus Gray with the bung starter, but none was near enough to save the foundryman. Ralph's interference, therefore, was greeted with general acclamation. Gray recognized the boy as his preserver. Thanks, Ralph, my lad, rbelieve you saved my life," he said, releasing Larue, who slunk quickly behind the tav ern keeper. Bate s was furious at his nephew's action. "How dare you interfere, you young j ackan1:J?eS ?" he roared, glaring at the boy. "I interfered to save you from committing a crime," replied Ralph. "A crime! I only intended to give him a tap to. make him let go of Simon Larue," replied the tavern keeper. "A tap I Why, it took all my strength to stop the sweep of the bung starter," replied Ralph. "I guess you don't know how hard you struck out." "Who would think f such a skinny man had so much muscle?" laughed Gray, gazing with contempt at Obadia11 Bates. "That's i. scurvy way to treat a custo).1ler who has spent so much money over your bar as I have." "Yes, yes; you spend your money for drink, instead of paying your honest debts, you dnmken loafer!" cried Simon Larue. "I'm a drunken loafer, am I, you infernal Shylock!" cried Gray furiously, making a spring for the money lender. "Keep him-away!" screamed Larue, as Ralph grabbed the infuriated foundryman and prevented him from reaching the usurer, 'mt only with great difficulty and the exercise of all his strength. "So this is the way you pay your debts, Rufus Gray. Well, well, we shall see--we shall see! Wait till to-morrow, arid I will have you up before a magistrate, ![nd you shall be sent to jail if it costs me a thousand dol lars You attacked me, and tried to kill me, and every man here shall be a witness against you. I'll fix you, you drunken bum!" "And I'll fix you for the names you have called me, you insignificant whelp But first I ll pay you every dollar I owe vou, and then I'll break every bone in your body So I'm .i drunken loafer and bum! I 've sunk to that, have I?" his tone and manner changing to utfer dejection. "Well, no man shall call me that again. this moment I swear not another drop of liquor shall pass my lips, so help me Heaven!" "That's right, Mr. Gray, stick-to that, for your daughter Nellie's sake,'' said Ralph earnestly, laying his hand on th19 foundryman's arm. I will, my lad, for Nellie's sake. And I sha'n't forget what I owe you for your interference in my favor. You saved me from a cracked skull, and your uncle ought to be as grateful to you as I am, .for had he laid me out he might have swung for it." "Bah! You talk like a fool. You'd better go home_, for I don't want you around here till you settle the score I have against you." "I'll settle it, never fear, and it will be the last money you'll ever get from me--the last, do you understand?" "Yes, I've heard you say that before," sneered the tavern keeper. "You pay up what's on the slate, then you can drink here again. Till you had better not come around." Rufus Gray threw a scathing look at him, and then walked toward the doorway. "Here, hold on, Gray! What's your hurry?" asked one of the men present. "If the house won't stand for you every man here will. Call for what you want, and I'll pay for it to begin with."
4 FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. "No, I've quit, boys," replied Gray. "I shall cut the lush out for good. To-night I've been called a drunken bum and loafer. I, Rufus Gray, who once could hold my head up bef?re all inen. It's cut .me to the quipk. It has made me see as nothing else has, to what a level I have fallen," he said, with a sob in his vofoe. "Hereafter I will try to be a man again, and, Heaven help me, I will. Good-night." His words and manner impressed the men for the mo ment, and not a hand sought to detain him; but after he had vanished into the night the men began to laugh at Gray's seeming reformation, and bets were freely made as to the length of time he would hold out. "Well, I must be getting home, Bates," said Larue. "I expect a visitor at my house in an hour." "Better wait a while longer. You might run foul of that drunken foundryman, and, jud ging from the way he han dled you a while ago, and the threat he made against you, it would be likely to go hard with you if you two came together," said the tavern keeper. "Perhaps you're right, Obadiah. IJve no wish to meet him alope and in the dark on my way home," replied the usurer. "But I ll fix him to-morrow. You know the names of these men here to-night. Put them down on a piece of paper for me. I mean to summon them as witnesses with you and your nephew. I'll see if I can't take my debt out of him in another way. By \'ISSaulting me he has put him self in my power, and I'll use my advantage to the full extent of the law." Ralph heard the money lender's words, and he realized that Nellie's father was likely to pay dear for the shaking he had given Simon Larue. "It's a shame," he mutter ed, "for that old Shylock deserved all he got. But there isn't any doubt that. he can make things hot for Mr. Gray. If I only knew of some way to save him. The orily thing I can do is to go over to his house and warn him. By stepping across the river he will be safe from arrest. Perhaps then matters can be arranged to square him with Larue by paying him his account in full. I am sure the men will chip in a pot to get him out of his hole, for they all like him. I don't know that he has an enemy in the world aside from my uncle, and why he is down on him so hard, after all the money the man has spent in the house, is more than I can figure out." So, intent on warning the father of ellie Gray, and in ducing him to cross the railroad bridge into the town of Windsor, Ralph left the room, and the house, by the back way. While Bates was waiting on his customers, Simon Larue stood at the end of the bar, studying a note he had taken from his pockst. "He is rich, very rich, but how long will he stand for my little touches?" he muttered, gazing intently at the let ter. "They say that even a wprm will turn in time, per haps he What can he do? I hold the whip hand of him. The proofs I in my possession if brought to light would ruin him. I can put my hand on the heir at any moment I choose. And to think that my goocl' friend Obadiah hasn't the faintest suspicion that-well, no matter," he chuckled. "But I wonder why he is coming to my house to"night with the money instead of sending his check, as he ha s done before? I s he up to some mischief? alone, and he h'llows it. I wish I could induce Obadia:P, to go over with me and stay until my visitor has gone away. r have nobody else I could call on, for I haven't any friends. No friends, }1e, he, he Yet I have lots of friends whe n they are in need of money, he, he! I'm afraid Obadiah can't leave his business. Maybe his nephew-his nephewi he, he !-would answer as well. I'll ask Obadiah to let him come with me." When Bates joined him a moment later he made his request. "Certainly, Simon, he shall go with you. I'll callhim." Ralph, however, didn't answer his call, and going up to the lad's room, he found he was not there. "The young jackanapes has gone out," he thought. "I wonder where he has taken himself off to ? Well, Simon witl have to get along without him." He returned and told the money lender that his nephew had gone he didn't know where. "Well, no matter," replied Larue. "I guess I can do without him." He started to go, and got as far a s the door, and then came back. "You did me a good turn to-night, Obadiah, and I sha'n't forget it," he said. "I wish to do something for you one of i.hese days in case--" "What is it?" asked the tavern keeper curiously, as the usurer paused and looked at him. "I wish to make you a present." "A. present!" "Yes-after I am dead." "Thank you, Simon, I shall have some time to wait," grinned Mr. Bates, "for you bid fair for a long lif e "Perhaps, but I am growing old." "So am I," chuckled the tavern keeper. "Nobody knows who is to live, or who to die," went on the money lender. "Pooh! You'll live to be a hundred, I'll bet." I haven't the slightest objection," replied Larue with a chuckle. "But, for all that, if one day you should hear that I have slipped through, as the custom house officers say of you--" "My intimate enemies," grinned Mr. Bates. "I'll bet there s one of them now down by the river on the watch." "Well," in a lower tone, "go then to my house--" "Your house!" "Yes. Enter the garden, and at the foot of the old elm -you know the old elm?" "That old hollow tree under which we have often smoked our pipes together? I should think so." "Well, there, by ju st removing a little of the earth, you will :find something that will be u seful to you." "Something--" said the tavern keeper eagerly "Oh, don't get excited. It isn t money." "Huh !" said Mr. Bates, disappointed. "But, remember, that something can be of no use to you till I am dead." "Very well-that is under stood, Simon; I shall not for get And now that I am your heir," with a grin, "if you are at all tired of your life, don't stand on ceremony. ru sec that you're planted in good shape." "I shall die only when I can't help before, Oba diah, not before."
! FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. "Hum! I suppose not." "That' s all I've got to say, exceptr---" "What?" "Good-night." "Good-night, Simon. Take care of yourself," said Mr. Bates, accompanying him to the door. The tavern keeper watched him disappear in the darkness. "I wonder what's in the wind?" he muttered. "I never heard Simon talk this way before. Is he afraid something might happen to him? Maybe he's thinking of Rufus Gray's threat. Well, I wouldn't like to have a half-drunken brute like him down on me. He's as strong as an ox. -If he met Simon to-ight there's no saying what might hap pen. Hum, hum! I wonder what's at the roots of that hollow tree in Simon's yard? He said it was something that might be useful to me, but only after he is dead. I wish I knew what it was." Two or three of his customers shouting to be waited on brought him back to earth, and he hastened to attend to them. CHAPTER III. 'sIMON LARUE's FATE. In the Ralph walked straight over to Rufus Gray's cottage. There was a light in. the sitting-room window. Ralph looked in and saw Nellie :Sewing beside a table on which stood a lamp. There was no one else in the room, so the boy judged that the foundryman had not yet returned home. He tapped on the window. The girl looked up and listened. Ralph tapped again, a little louder. Nellie got up, and, going to the window, looked out. She recognized the foundry boy's face looking in at her, and eagerly raised the windo!"'. ''Why, is that you, Ralph?" she said in a glad tone. "Looks like me, doesn't it, Nellie?" "This is quite a surprise to see you so soon again." "A plea!lant one, I hope." "Can you doubt it?" "No, I guess you're always as glad to see me as I am to see you. Your father isn't in?" "No. He went out after supper, and I fear he has gone over to your uncle' s tav ern to put in the evening," she replied in a sad voice. "He was there, but left a short time ago, and I supposed he came Btraight home." "He hasn't come home yet. Was he--was he--" "Under the influence of liquor? Not much, if any." "He makes me so unhappy. If he only would stop drink ing :for good, what a blessing it would be." "Well, he's quit for the present, at any rate, and I hope for good. He swore he wouldn't touQh another drop from this night." "He did!" she exclaimed, her tear-climmed eyes light ing up. "I'll tell you how it came about. That old Shylock, Si mon Larue, came into the tavern and dunned him for the debt he owes him. They had some hot words over it, and Larue called your father a swindler. That made him mad, and he grabbed the money lender and gave him a rough shaking up. Larue, when he got a.way from him, called him a drunken loafer and a bum. I believe your father would have killed him had he been able to get hold of him. The words, however, had a strange effect on him after he cooled down a bit. He seemed to realize that he was on the road to ruin-that he must have sunk pretty low to be called such names. So he up and swore that he wouldn't touch another drop from that moment, and it strikes me he will keep his word." "Oh, if he only would I" said Nellie, clasping her hanas. ".But I didn't come over here just to tell you that, though I'm sure it will make you feel happy. I came over to warn your father." "Warn him What do you mean?" a frightened look coming into the girl's eyes. "To get out of town 8lld cross over to Windsor for a week or so." "Why should he?" "To save him from getting into trouble." "Oh, Ralph, you frighten me! What trouble is my father likely to get in?" "Well, you see Larue is mad over the shaking up your father gave him, and he swore he would get a warrant out for him in the morning and prosecute him for assault." "And my :father will be arrested?" "I'm afraid he will if he stays in town. All he need do is to cross over to Windsor, and then he'll be safe. In the meantime I'll have a talk with the men in the foundry; and we'll try and square the matter by making a collection and paying Simon Larue what your father owes him with the understanding that he will drop the charge of assault." "Oh, dear, this is terrible !" "It is awkward, but I dare say matters can be :fixed in a few days so that your father can come back and go to work again." "I hope so." "When he comes you must tell him what Larue is going to do to-morrow, and insist that he cross over to Canada right after breakfast and stay there till he is told he can come back with safety. He must send you word by mail where he can be found in Windsor. Then when Things have been :fixed I'll go over and fetch him back." "!'11 tell him, Ralph. You are very kind to come over to warn him." "Nellie, you know I would do anything for you, and in helping your father out of a bad fix I am serving you, too." "Oh, Ralph, you seem to be a true friend to us, and Heaven knows we need one." "That's all right. They say a friend in need is a friend indeed. At any rate, I believe in giving people who arc down a helping hand, ana pa rticularly you, for whom I feel a sisterly regard." The girl blushed a little and held out her hand to the boy. hope we shall always be good friends," she said earnestly. "It won't be my fault if we aren't. And new good night. I will meet you at the factory to-morrow afternoon when it shuts down. Or, if I can't, I'll call h e re after supper. Good-night." "Good-night, Ralph." He walked away, and she, shutting the winclow, returned
6 FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. to her chair, not to work, however, but to think of her father and li s ten for his return. O n his w a y back to the tavern Ralph would ha .ve to pass by the house in which Simon Larue lived. It stood back from the road a bit, and occ upied the cent e r o f a goodsized plot of ground. Ralph knew the house, for he had carried messages th e r e for Mr Bates on s evera l occasions It was an old building and ]Jtrge r than an y of th e c ot tag e s in the v icinit y "I guess th e old Sh y lock mu s t b e h o m e for I see ther e's a light burning in the room h e uses for bi s office. I pit y the man who i s compelled to borrow mone y from him. It's 'Walk into m y parkir,' sai d the s pid e r to th e fly I'll b e t he is mighty well fixed; but I don't s e e what good w e alth is to an old rascal like him, who li ves like a hermit, all by himself, and hoards up his bank note s for somebody else to blow in after he's dead and buried." As Ralph spoke the du11 r e port of a revolver came from the direction of th e house. "Good gracious! What was that? It s ound e d lik e a shot!" Ralph stopped, leaned on tlhe fence, and looked toward the house. In a f e w moment s the front door was flung open an d a ma n issued hasti l y from the building He was a person of sta l wart phy s ique, muffled to the e y e s in an overcoat, with a slouch hat pull e d down over his fore head As he pa ssed through the g a t e hi s c oat c au ght in the latch, but with an impatient j e rk and a muttered excla ma tion, which the boy heard, h e pull e d it loos e and hurri e d awa y in the dire c tion of town. Befo r e Ralph recovered from hi s s urprise he was out of sight in the darknes s "Something is wrong I'm afraid," s aid Ralph t o him self. "I w o nd e r what has happ e n e d? Look s as if--" A t that moment the side window of Simon Lar u e's office was slowly pu s h e d up, and th e old u s u r er's head appeared in the opening. "Help! Help! For the love of Heaven H elp I'm murd.ered !" h e cried out That cr y galvanized Ralph into instant action. "Good Lord! The old man was shot, I'll bet a hat!" h e cried, as he s tarted for the gate Out of the darkness came another figure from th e opposite direction He was a short, d ark -complexioned, wiry man of about forty Both he a n d the boy reached the gate at the same instant. "Help! Help I'm dying! I'm dy--" rang out La rue's voice. ''Seems to be tro ubl e in that ho u se," said the wiry m a n in a sharp tone. "I'm afraid old Sim o n !Jarue ha s been shot," r e plied Ralph "Eh! What makes y o u think that?" ask e d the man looking at him keen l y as they passed through the g a t e and hurried to the house. I heard a shot as I was coming a long. It came f rom his office. a big m a n m uffled in an overcoat, with a slouch hat over his forehead, came rushing out at the front door, and w alked off in the direction you came," replied the boy. "I saw a man an s wering that description turn in at one 0 the cottages down the block but I paid no attention to him s uppo s ing h e lived there. So this is the money lend e r s hou se, eh? I've heard of him. They say he's an old s cr e w Some bod y who o w e d him money may have shot him i n a q u ar r el. W e will see in a m o ment 'rhe wir y man s h o w e d no backwardness in pushing open the fr ont doo r and ente ring th e house, closely foll.ow ed b y H a lph "His office i s on thi s side of th e corridor," said the boy pointing to a door that s tood s li g htly ajar, and throu g h whi c h a dim light shon e ''You see m to know the hou s e pretty w e ll." "I ought to, for I've b een here s e veral times on errand s fr o m my uncl e." "Your uncle!" Y cs, Mr Bates." Th e tavern keep e r ?" asked the wir y m a n looki ng ha r d at Ralph "Yes He s aid nothing more, but ent e r e d the u s urer's office. It was a s h a bbily furni s h e d apartment, with an ope n desk in one corn e r a tabl e in th e c ente r, several s traight b ack chair s and a f e w old fashioned pictures on the wall s 'rhe floor was cove red with a threadbare carpet that was p articularly worn b etween th e door and the desk, on th e fop o f which stood a lamp, burning brightly. A revolver lay on the floor b e tween the table and the des k The wiry man picked it up and loked at it. "One chamber discharged," h e s aid, dropping it in hi s p o cket in' a matter of-fact way "N:ow, where is Simon Larue?" "Yonder, by the window," replied Ralph, point in g to where the money lender lay huddled up, an inert figure, un der th e rai sed sash Th e wir y man ru s hed over to him and raised his head. ''Bring the lamp, my lad," he s aid in a tone of cpmmand. Ralph obeyed. Th e old man l ooked like a corp se. His f?ce was white and drawn, his e y e s and mout h s lightly apart His left hand, which was covere d with blood, was clutch e d against hi s l eft brea s t. "I'm afraid he s turn e d in hi s check," said the wiry man. Shot over th e heart, I see. H e pull e d out a flask o f s pirit s pried the usurer's mouth open, and poured some of it down his throat, while hol ding h is h e ad across his knee. i In a moment 01 two the money lender opened his eyes a n d s tar e d wildly into the face of the wiry man. "Who s hot y ou?" a s ked the s tranger Simon tried to speak, but blood welled up to hi s lip s and prevented him He made a desperate effort to get a word or m o re out, but the attempt was a failure. It was hi s l ast act ion on earth. With a g roan of despa i r he fell back and expired.
! FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO S'l'EEL PRINCE. CHAPTER IV. AFTER THE MURDER. "He's dead, and the name of his assassin was on bis lips, but be couldn't utter it," said the wiry man. "Well, it can't be, helped. Now for a clue that will put justice on the murderer's track. This revolver is no doubt his prop erty, and he dropped it after committing the crime Hold the light lower, boy." He started to examine the weapon .J'That's Simon Larue's revolver," said Ralph, recognizing it. "How do you know that?" "I've seen it on his desk more than once. "Are you positive i t is the same weapon you saw on the desk?" "Yes." "How do you identify it?" "By its general likeness and that double scratch "Give me the lamp," said the wiry man, slipping the g1.m back in his pocket. He went over to the desk and picked up a paper that lay there. It was Rufus Gray's note of hand for the original sum borrowed. On the back were a list of payments made on account. Pinned to it was the bond and a paper covered with figures in pencil that had been made by the u s urer, showing the additional surr.s he had charged agaim:t Gray for many defaults in payment Gray had borrowed $50, of which amount he had received but $-, the $10 having been deducted for interest and premium charge s He had paid $20 in small amounts That left $30 nominally due. To that sum Larue had added $21 for defaults and sundry alleged expenses connected therewith, so that the founclryman now actually was in debted to him in the sum of $51. The wiry man scanned the papers carefully. "Do you know a man named Rufus Gray?" he asked Ralph. "I do. What about him?" "Does he answer the description of the man you told me you saw coming from this house after the shot was fired?" "In general build, yes, but otherwise no," replied Ralph, in a hesitating tone, for he scented trouble in the man's question "By the way, who are you, and why did you ask me that question?" "Don't be inquisitive, boy," replied the man sharply. "That reminds me you haven't told me your name." "What of it?" replied Ralph aggressively "I want to know it." There was that in his tone and manner that compelled the boy to answer. "Ralph Redwood." "And Obadiah Bates, the tavern keeper, is your uncle?" "He is." "Do you live with him?" "I do." "I have never--" He paused abruptly and added: "You work, I suppose?" "Yes." "'vVhere ?" "At the Caxton Foundry." "What do you know about Rufus Gray?" "I know he's an honest, square man," replied Ralph sturdily. 'rhe wiry man regarded hi:q.1 with sharp attention for a moment "What does he do for a living?" "He's a puddler in the foundry." "Wages good, eh?" "Yes." "Family large, eh? Had trouble lately?" ''He bas only one daughter. His wife died four months ago, and-" "Well, why don't you go on?" as the boy stopped. "Because what I was about to say is none of your busi ness." "Humph! "I don't see why you're so inquisitive about him, Do you think that he killed Simon Larue? If you do I can tell you that you're clear off." "Humph!" "He isn't that kind of a man The only trouble with him is he--" "Well?" "Nothing," replied Ra l ph dogged l y "Humph!" The man put the documents in his pocket as coolly as if they belonged to him, whereupon Ralph interfered. "Here, hold on! You've no right to take anything that belonged to Simon Larue. Put those papers back, and that revolver, too I'm going to lock up the house and tell my uncle what has happened He'll notify the police, antl then they'll take charge of the house." "Look here, son," said the man, pulling back his coat; "see that?" Ralph looked and saw that the man wore the badge of the detective service "Oh he exclaimed "You are an officer?" "Instead of going to the tavern, where I suppose you are bound, go into town and at the first telephone station you strike ring up the police and explain what has happened. Can I depend on you to do that at once?" "Yes," replied Ralph, who felt that the request was equiv alent to a command. "Very good. Here's a quarter. Pay the toll and keep the change," replied the detective, l eading him t o the door "I shall remain here." Ralph hurried away to execute his mission. As he opened the gate he noticed something fluttering from the latch. Looking at it closely he saw it was a piece of plaid lining torn from a coat He remembered that the man who had issued from the house after the shot was fired had been caught for a moment in the gate. "This may prove a clue to the murderer," thought the boy, detaching it and putting it in his pocket. Then he continued on into the outskirts of the city. He knew there was a drug store not ;far from the foundry that was a pay station o.f the telephone.
8 FRO:i\I FO"CXDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. He went di rec tly to it, called t1p tho nei:.res t po lice s ta tion, and detailed the murder of S imon Larue, concludin g by stating that h e had l eft a d e tective in chai:ge of the house. H et racing his steps, he came to Rufus Gray's cottag e again. It was now clo9 e on to elE;ven o'clock. He noticed that the light was s till burning in the sittingroom. s upposed that the foundryman was sitting up smok ing, as was his custom when at home. He thought he d sto p and t e ll him about the murder of Simon Larue, and say that there was n o further need of his migratin g across the river in the morning as the death of the usurer removed all danger of his arrest for assault So he stepped up to the window and looked in. He was surprised to Eee Nellie s itting in h er chair as b e fore, alone, and her head bent forward a s if s he had fall e n aslirep "Looks as if her fath e r ha s not got hom e yet I wond e r where he ha s been keeping him s elf s ince he l eft the tavern more than two hours ago? H e may have stop ped in at the house of some friend, but he ought to be hom e by this time He waited around the cottage for a good ten minutef', thinking Gray would show up, but he didn t. "I'll have to wake Nellie, tell h er the n ews, and let her know it will not be nece ssary now for her father to go to Windsor." lie went to the window and rappcJ s martly. 'l'he girl awoke with a start and looked around in the dazed manner of people s udd e nly aroused from s leep. Ralph rapped again, calling out, "Nellie!" 'l'he girl seemed t o recognize hi s voice, for she ran to the window and opened it. "I'm s o glad of that," s h e .replied; "but I do wis h he'd com e home. It i s after e leven now." .'Oh, he ll be along presently," s aid the boy in a <.:onfi dent tone that seemed to reassure Nellie. "Now I'm off again. Good-night." 'rhe light was burning in the dead u s ur e r 's office when Ralph approached hi s house for the second tim e that eYCning. He debated whethet to go in and see the detective, but finally concluded not to do so. Continuing on home, he found Mr. B a tes just putting up the shutters 'l'h c barroom as empty, and Obadiah wa. clos ing up for the night. "Seems to me you've mad .ea lon g s ta y of it, youn g man," h e said to R a lph in a crusty tone. "Where have you been till thi s hour?" Several p laces. At Simon L a ru e's house for o ne," re plied the boy. "Oh, I s uppose that accounts for your d e l ay in getting back," replied the tav e rn keeper, rnmewhat m o llified. "To t e ll the truth, it does. "Put up the other shutter, and then you can go to bed." I will but first I've got new for you." "News, eh? What i s it?" "Si 01011 Larue ha s bee n niurdercd "What!" gasped Mr. B ates, s taring aghast at his nephew. ''Simon mur--" "Yes he was shot in his office." "Whe n and b y whom ? "About half-pa s t nine, I s h o uld think. I couldn't tell you who s hot him." 'The news certainly paralyzed Obadiah Bales. He could hardly believe it. "Is that you, Ralph?" s he exclaimed in surpri se. "It's nobody else. Your fath e r ha s n t got hom e yet, He ques tioned Ralph closely, and l ea rned all about the ap pearance of t h e detective. 1 H e appeared to be cager to get a description of I I Iii::; man, which Ralph gave him to th e best of his recol lcclion believe?" "No. I'm feeling anx iou s about him." "Well, I've got news for you." "Nothing bad, i s it? s he a s ked anx iou s l y "Yes, it's bad but not for you or your father In fact, y ou needn't tell him to cross th e riYcr now. 'rhe n ecessity is removed "It i s ? !las the troub l e been ?" "Yes. The boy took advantag e of his abstraction to put up the othe r s hutter. l'hen he entere d the barroom and crossed toward the e ntry door to go to his room A t the end of the bar he sa w an envelope l y ing on the floor which looked a s i f it had bee n walked ove r a number of times. He picked it up. "How?" It was addressed to Simon Larue at his house, and, from "By death. d h the stamp and po s tmark, had evi e ntly reac e d him through "Death!" she excla imed grea tl y star tled. the mail. "Yes. Simon Larue i s d ead-murdered in his house Ralph put it in, his pocket, inte nding to hand it to his :fifteen minute s after I left you to go home." uncle later on. "Who killed him ?" When he reached his room he took out the piece of coat "That's more than I can tell you I guess the assas sin lining he had taken from the gate and examined it by the is the only person who could ans w er that que s tion at this light of his lamp. moment. I'll tell you the partic ular s a s far as I know He saw that the l etters "C. D." were em broider ed on it. them." "Those must be the initial s of Simon Larue' s murderer," Accordingly he explained all the facts of the case as the he thought. I shall hav e to turn thi s ove r to the police in reaqer knows them. the morning," folding it up and putting it in his pocket. "Now your father can go to work in the morning just as As he took off his jacket the l e tter h e had pick ed up i:.i if nothing had occurr:ed between him and the dead money the barroom dropped out on the ca rp e t. lender," concluded Ralph. 1 He picked it up and looked at it aga in.
' PROM :F'OUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. 9 "This was posted this afternoon. I wonder if it ha s any connection with the murder? I hardly think so." His curiosity, however, wouldn't l et him rest till he pulled out the enclosure and looked at it. 'l'his is what he read: "SIMON LARUE : Instead of honoring your late st d e mand with my check, as u s ual, I will call on you this even ing with the money. I wish to see if we cannot come to a final sett l ement Perhap s a lump sum would sati s f y you and relieve me of any further requisitions on your part. "Yours, C. D.h Ralph was r ather astonished at the contents of the note. C. D. was evidently somebody who Simon Larue had under his thumb, judging from the terms of the note. Not a commo n debtor,, apparently, but a man who had a bank account, since he mentioned having met previous de mands by check. According to the tenor of the note, he was willing to pay a lump sum (amount not indicated) for fina l settlement with the u surer. "C. D. evident l y called on Simon Larue at the hour stated, failed to arrange a satisfactory settlement, and the n shot the old man," muttered Ralph. "Clearly it must hav e been a heavy hold that Larue had on this C. D. th.at would bring the latter to a m urd e rou s frame of mind. H e doubt less had no thought of committing the crime when he wrote this letter or he wouldn't have furnished this clue which may lead to the ultimate disclosure of his identity." R alph put the piece of lining inside the e nvelope, inte nd ing to hand both to the police in the morning, and then went to bed; but it was a lon g time before he got to s leep for h is mind was mil ch exercised 0ver the identity of C. D. CHAPTER V. RALPH'S NARROW E8'CAPE Ral p h was a roused as usual next morning by Mrs. Benson hammering on his chamber door. "All right, Mrs. Benson," he said springing out of bed and hurrying on his clothes His uncle was not in sight when' he entered t h e li ving room and sat down to his breakfast. "Isn't Mr. Bates up yet?" he ask ed the housekeeper. ''I haven't seen him," replied the woman. W'hen Ralph l eft the house he intended to stop at Simon Larue's house and leave the envelope containi n g the two clues with the police, whom he expected to find in charge of the place. As he approached the residence of the dead money lend e r he put his hand in his pocket to take out t h e envelope so as to have it ready. He remembered putting it in his inside pocket, but now, to his surprise, he didn't find it there He searched a ll his pockets, but in vain. "I must have thought I put it in my pocket and dropped it on the floor instead. Mrs. Benson will find it ancl either leave it on my dresser or turn it over to .Mr. Bates. At any rate, I'll learn what became of it when I get home to -ni ght No use now for me to stop at the house. I'll take it over to the police to -night-that is, if Mr. Bates hasn't done that himsel.l'. in the meantime." So Ralph went on to the foundry, got int o his o veralls and prepa .i:ed for hi s da y 's work. He looked around for Rufus Gray, and not seeing. him, asked one o f the hands if he had come to work that morning. "Haven't seen him," was the reply. The morning passed away a.nd the n o on hour arrived. Ralph was kept busy at his usual duties in the foundry. The establishment was turning out steel girders for the railroad br\dge, which were intended to replace c e rtain de f ective ones that had yielded to the strain put upon the s tructure after the passage of heavy trains for a number of years. Ralph was emp l oyed i n the machine room of the bridge department. While all hands were at lunch the foreman of the room came up to the boy. "Report to Mcintosh at the bridge after lunch," he said to Ralph. 'All right, sir," answered the foundry boy respectfully. When th e whistle blew :for the re s umption of Ralph started for the bridge. At the next corner he boarded a trolley car which landed him close to his destination. A dozen m e n w ere employed n e ar the pier support on th e Canadian sid e of the riv e r perhaps two hundred yards from the s hore. '!'hither Ralph ma-de hi s way, and s ingling out Mcinto s h reported his arrival. TJ:ie foreman on the bridge had already been informed by telephone that he was coming, and was looking for him. He was put to work with a riveting gang e mployed on a girder that had just been put in place It was a new sensation for Ralph to work away up in th e air, over the swiftly flowing D e troit River or strait which connected Lake St. Clair with Lake Erie, and divided the lower section of Ontario from the Stat e of Michigan. It to o k a whole lot of nerv e to labor under s uch condi' tions, but Ralph was a nerv y lad and didn't mind bi s tick lish position a.bit. In fact, he rather enjoyed it. This was not the fir st time h e had work e d on a bridge, though never before at quit e such a h e i ght. It was a fine afternoon, the breeze was li ght and refre s h in g on the bridge, and the wat er sparkled in the s unshine 'l'ugs and li ghters and small craft of various build passed up and down t h e st r eam beneath him, while ferry bont s plied b e tween Windsor and Detroit. It was close on to five o'clock, and the final for the day was about to b e lifted and placed in position. The hoisting tackl e was attached to the center of it f).nd then Ralph was ordered to get astride of one encl of it, while another worker was placed on t h e opposite encl. It was the duty of these two to see that the gi rder was dropped carefully and exact l y into the duplicate s lot s read y to receive th e two ends All being ready, the two rider's gripping the ends with their hands ancl legs, the order was given to hoist away. The wire cabl e began to move th rough the stee l blocks, and the girder rose slowl y into the air. At the same time the apparatus that was to swing the beam into place began shoving it. outward in a s light semi c ircle.
FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. It was an odd and creepy sensation that came upon Ralph "How d'ye feel, sonny?" asked his companion, peering as he felt himself swinging out over the river and away into Ralph's face. from the bridge, though not far. "I-don't-know," fluttered the foundry boy. Still he knew he could not fall as long as he clung on "Give him a chance to come around, Sam. D'ye s'pose he even with his feet alone, for the girder remained practically can answer you all at once?" said the other man. "Take on the level, so nicel y balan ced was it. hold of your oars and get busy. I'll look after him." He was really as safe as though only a few feet from the The man called Sam, whose other name was Cooke, ground provided, of course, that he did not grow dizzy and grabbed the oars and began to row down the stream with lose his nerve. the tide, heading across for the Michigan shore. He refrained from looking down at the water, keeping His companion pulled a fla s k of prime French cognac his eyes on the bridge and the other workers. from his hip pocket, and, unscrewing the stopper, put it to Suddenly and without the slightest warning a loud snap Ralph's lips and told him to take a drink. attracted the attention of all the workers. The boy did so, and the s tron g s pirits revived him greatly. What happened followed as qui c k as lightning. "Thank you," he said. "I feel much better. I gueso As the hoisting cable broke the stee l beam fell, knocking you chaps saved my life, and I'm much obliged to you." Ralph from the bridge. "Don' t mention it, sonny; you're welcome. How came Down he plunged toward the river, and the startled men you to fall o:II the bridge?" uttered a yell of alarm. Ralph s aid he hardly knew himself, but he guessed the Death stared the boy in the face during that terrible hoisting tackle broke. fall. "Where are you taking me to?" he asked, looking around, 'rhe girder, though it tilted outward for an instant, forafter making his explanation tunately did not follow him, but rested, in a dangerous posi"Across the riv e r, where you belong." tion, across two other girders. "If it isn't too much trouble I'd be glad if you'd land Work ceased at once, and the eyes of foreman and work-me at the stairs behind Obadiah Bates' tavern on the sub men were bent upon the river in expectation of seeing the urbs of Detroit. I'll show you whe re it is." boy come into sight. "We know the place, sonny, and we' ll land you there." The accident happened s o quickly that Ralph was shoot-"I'm much obliged to yol1.'-' ing downward through the air before he had any idea what "You needn't be. We were bound in that direction, anyhad happened. way. Have another swig of brandy. It'll keep you from His flight was so brief and rapid that he hardly had catchin' cold." time to think of his terrible position before he hit the wat e r "Thank you, I will. It brace s a fellow up. This is the and went under. first time I ever ta s ted liquor, and I .hope I won't need to Fortunately, he s truck the river like a diver, with his .do it again soon." hands extended above his head, for he had mechanically "The first time, eh? And your uncle keeps a tavern," thrown them out to grasp at something in the air. said the man with a grin. He / was n good swimmer, but nevertheless he was dazed "How did you know that Mr. Bates is my uncle?" by the shock, and when he came to the surface was in no "Oh, I kind of guessed it, sonny," replied the man evashape to help himself. sively Luckily for him, aid was close at hand. "You're a good guesser, then," smiled Ralph. A rowboat, with two men in. it, which had put out from "It's part of my business to be a good guesser," chuckled the Canadian shore just before he fell, was within a yard the other. or two o:f him when his head rose above the surface of the "1\Iaybe you can guess my name?" said the boy. river. "One good guess is enough for th!! present," replied the "There he is," said one of the men. "A good pull and man with a knowing wink. "You' d better tell me." I'll have him." "My name is Ralph Redwood. What is yours and your His companion gave a strong pull at the oars, and the companion's?" other, reaching over the gunwale, seized Ralph by the collar ''Oh, I'm ca1led Martin Roseberry, and my friend here of his shirt and pulled him half out of the water. is Sam Cooke." His companion, dropping his oars, gave him a hand, and "Glad to know you both, and if I ever have a chance to between them they soon landed the boy in the boat. return the favor you have done for me I'll be pleased to do Ralph, unable to utter a word, stared at them and gasped. it," said Ralph. "Why, it's Obadiah Bates' nevvy !" said the chap who "You don't want to be too rash makin' promises, sonny. first caught hold of the boy. Somethin' might turn up so that we might have to hold "So it is," replied the other. "I thought he was workin' you to ) oiu word." in the foundry." "If it ever does I'll stand by what I said." "Well, it's the foundry that's repairin' the bridge. That "Well and good, sonny; we'll take your word for it. You was a whoppin' header he took, Sam. It's a wonder he had quite a murder in your town last night." ever came up." ''Do you mean Simon Larue's ?" What'll we do with him?" "That's i:he one. The papers say one of the foundry "Why, take him home, of course. I guess he don't need 11ands shot him.'' no doctor. He'll be as right as a trivet before we get to "One of the foundry hands!" cried Ralph in surprise. the tavern stairs.'' "Yes; a man named Rufus Gray.''
FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. 11 "Great Scott You don't mean to say that he's accused of shooting Larue?" cried Ralph, greatly startled. "'The police say he's the murd e rer, and they re lookin for him "J.Jooking for him?" "He re' s the a fternoon 'New s .' You can r e ad the story for y ourself. Detectives have bee n watchin' hi s hou s e s ince midni ght, and he ain t showe d up, accordin' to las t accounts. The y think he s kipped across to Ontario, and they've a s ked the Wind s or polic e to look for him." "Why, he i s n t the guilt y man!" "How do you know he i s n t, s onny?" a I know h e i s n't. He wouldn t do s uch a thing to begin with, and secondly his initial s aren t C. D." "What has C. D. got to do with it?" It sudd e nly occurred to Ralph that he was saying too much. "Nothing, I guess," replied the boy in an embarrassed way. "The paper sa y s that Rufus Gray owed the dead man money and couldn t pay it. It also says that the two had a row over the debt in Obadiah Bates' tav e rn an hour before the tragedy, and that Gray threatened to get square with the mone y lender." "I'll admit the y had a scrap, for I was present when it happened. That doesn't prove that Rufus Gray kille
FROl\f FOUNDRY BOY 'I'O STEEL PRINCE. of Simon s hou s e immediatelv afte r the s hot was fired which looked dark against N e llie s fathe r, h e took comfort in the .killed the o ld man? A.nd that remind s me, there ia a s ub thought that he kn e w the p e rson whose initial s were 0 D prena for you behind the bar You've got to appear at the was the murde r e r, and h e d e epl y d e plored the di s appearance coroner 's inquest to -monow morning." of the eviden c e he had to prove that fact. "I admit that I saw a man of about his size come out of Ralph remained in the barroom till his uncl e r eturned, Simon' s house a.fter I heard the shot, but it was n t Rufus and then h e w ent in to his own s upp e r. G r ay. Mr. doesn't wear a soft-crown e d hat; nor a That fini s hed h e starte d out to call o n N e llie G r ay wh o l ong ove r c oat and that i s what the man wore." h e knew mus t b e not onlv wild with anxie t v o Y e r t h e un"Hc mu s t hav e borrow e d th ern for th e purpo s e of di s -explained abs ence of her father but almo s t broken hea r t e d gui s ing hi s id entity ; but he couldn t di s gui s e his figure ove r the knowledg e that s u s picio n p ointe d it s finger at the s aid Mr. Bates. autho,r of her being, and. connect e d him with the cowardl y "You can say all you want, uncle, but I know it was n t murder of Simon Larue Mr. Gra y \rho s hot Simon Larue said Ralph s to u t l y As he laid his hand on the ga t e l e ading into the cottage "Bah! Don't talk to m e You re prejudiced i n his h e made out the outline of a polic eman s tanding in the favor said the 1.aYern ke e per angril y shadow of a t ree in the yard. "A.ncl you re prejud i ced against him,'' retorted the boy. "So a steady watch i s bein g k ept up on the chance that "A.ncl I euppo s e the police are p r ejudiced, too?" s neer ed Mr. Gray might returrt to s e e hi s d a u ghter,'' thou ght Ralph. Mr. Bates "It's lik e the poli c e t o follow up the wron g end of a c ase. "Ko, I don"t say arc, but they're on the wrong s cent He knocked on the door and it pre s ently opened b y While they are was ting time l ooking for h i m the real murNellie d erer will be able to escap e." The poor girl look e d lik e a w rec k and Ralph was sorry "Look here you thi c k h e aded noodle don t you know for her. that Grny owed Larue mon e y that he cou ldn t pay?" She bur s t into te a r s on r e cogniz i n g him. "Yes "Don' t cr y, N e lli e h e s ai d shutti n g t h e door and put"Dont y ou know that Larue told him he would fix him ting his arm around h e r waist in a s ympath e tic way for that assault by having him u p before a magistrate this "How can I h e l p it, Ralph?" s he sobbed. '.'I hav e not morning?" seen my fath e r since he went out a f t e r s upper la s t night, "Yes." and th e n to think h e i s accu sed o f-of:--" "Very w e ll ; ther e you hav e two motiYes for th e crime Sh e brok e down and lay in g h e r head on the boy's s houl Add to 1.hcm th e threat that Gra y mad e againat Simon in der, w ept a s if her h eart would break. thi s room before h e left and hi s s udden flight from town, "Dont worr y littl e girl. Y:o nr fa t her i s bound to turn and wha t more do you or an y rea s onable per s on want to up all right, d e pend o n it. 1 1 s for him b e ing a c cused of pro re that B e's t h e guilty man?" killin g :::limon L arue, wh,v, m e r e s u s p i cion i s n t pro of, and "I admit that' circum s tacc s arc aga i nst him, b u t they you and I know he i s innocent of 8 U c h a crime don"t prove anything." "He n e v e r would clo s u c h a t hin g." "l\Iany a man ha s been ha n ged on circumstant i al evi "Of c ourf'e h e wouldn t and I hav e evid e nce, if I c ould d e u c e only find it, tbat will s how that anoth e r man altogeth e r lt's Loo bad that Simon Larnc d i ed b e fore he could shot th e money l e nd e r name hi s murderer." "You have? Oh, Halph! s h e crie d eagerly "I agre e with you th e re, for lie certainly would have "Sit h e r e on th e s ofa, and I'll i.c ll y ou all abo ut it. ac c used 'Rufu s Gra y." 'l' hcy sat clown togeth e r and s h e lis t e n e d wi t h e arnest "No, !10 wouldn 't. He would hav e nam e d anoth e r man." atte nti o n t o wha t h e t o ld h e r about the piece of)ini n g with "How clo you know that? a a k c d 1.hc tavern keeper the initia l s "C'. D." o n it, w h i c h was torn fro m t h e sharpl y sin' s c 0at a s h e throu g h th e ga te, and whi c h h e "That's my opinion." founcl; and th e n t h e l ette r s i gn cl b y the same initials, "Pooh! Yo u r opinion i s n t worth anything." whi c h had been accid e nta l l y clropp ccl b y Larue in hi s uncl e' s "Is that sq? Maybe you ll find out differently b e fore barroom, and whi c h h e h a d pi c k e d up and r e ad. yo)l're much older He repeat e d to h e r tl} C c ont ents o f the note a s well a s h e Don t you tal k to me in s uch a saes y way I won t could re c all th e m ancl g ave h e r the d e duction s h e had have it, do you understa nd?" roared 1\Jr. Bates. from the cont ents a:; they sLruck him on re a ding it. A row between uncle and nephew seemed on the tapis, 'hat have you don e with the l etter and the piece of linbu t fortunate l y at t ha t moment the ho u sekeeper cam e into ing?" she a s k e d eag e rl y the room and announced that s upper wa s ready, and that "Tha. t 's what puzzles m e I could have sworn I put cut the matter shor t. them in the inside pock e t o f m y jack e t, but when I looked Mr. B ates to l d R a lph t o look out for the place while he for them this morning they w e r e not the re." a t e his su p per, a n d t h u s left alone, the boy opened the eve"How unfortunate it would be if y ou have l ost them," hing pap er a n d b egan t D r ead the s t ory of the mmder, and she said. "They would save m y father from going to the reaso n s wh y Rufus G ra y w as s u specte d o f being the prison." a ssass in. "I'm afraid not; but they would put the detectives on a T h e reasons wer e practically wha t M r B ates h ad just n e w s cent whi ch woul d exonerate your father if they cap sta tc d, and thollgh J;ialph c ould n o t but aQ.mlt t hat t hin gs t u red the r eal m u rderer." 4
! FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. 13 R a l ph r e mained a c o uple of hours with N e llie Gra y ancl th e n l eft h e r in a brighter frame of mind than he had foun d h e r in. It was unfortunate, too, s ince it s trengthen e d sus pi ci.on again s t him. CHAPTER vn. The clock struck ten befor e Ralph was aware it was .so late. "Graciou s!" he exclaimed, "I thought it was only about half-pa s t nine .I I can't take this jacket of min.e" home now. THE SURPRJSE OF HIS -I'll have to leave it with you till I come for it." "He r e s t h a t s ubpren a s aid Obadiai1 B a tes n ext morning "I'll take good care of it," she said, as he handed it to t o Ralph, whe n th e boy cam e down from h i s r o o m to br e akher. fast "See that y-0u appear at Sim o n s h o u s e at ten Ralph went on to Simon Larue's house. o'clock." The re was a crowd of the curious gathered on the s iuc-"I'd better go to the foundr y first a nd t ell th e foreman walk, and about the front yard. about it, s o he can send somebody t o th e bridge in my Two policemen stood gua r d at the door, and one of them place," r e pli e d Ralph. stopped Ralph as he started to enter. I s uppose so. You can do that eas il y enoug h Take He showed his subprena from the coroner and was perthe p a p e r with you to show him." mitted to go in. Eve r y bod y a t the foundr y had hea rd a bout the a c cident at The jurymen and a number of other people were a ssem-the brid ge bled in the room which the dead man had used as his office. In f a ct, ever y orie who read th e morn i n g pape r could The body had been removed to an undertaking estabha v e seen t h e acc o unt of it on the first pag e lishment in the city. When R a lph a pp e ared ju s t b e fore the whistle blew for Among those present Ralph recognized the custom hou s e sta rtin g up h e w a s s unouncled by the workmen in his dedetective--the sharp-eyed, wiry man who had entered the p a r t m ent, a nd cong ratulated over hi s escape from death. house with him on the night of the murder. "Yes, I had a p re t ty n a rrow s queak of it; but I guess it Obadiah Bates was there, and two or three of his cus won' t h appe n again,'' r e plied th e boy cheerfully. tomers who had bee n present at the tavern when the scrap "Upon my word, you t a k e i t pretty coolly," said the foretook place between Simon Larue and Gray. m an regardin g him wit h some admiration, "You had an Ralph, however, was the onl y one from the foundry. awful f a ll. ph o n e d me th a t he and the men were The coron e r was not there, but he arrived in about a afraid th ey'd n ever see yon a live aga in until they saw the quart e r of an hour tw o men in t h e rowb oat p11 ll you out of th e water." The jury was s worn in, and the proceedings began. A t t h a t m o ment th e whis tl e blew. Th e fir s t witness was o ne of Mr. Bates' c u s tom e r s "I'm a fr aid )1o u ll have to s e nd somebody to the bridge He gave all the d e tail s of th e troubl e at the tav e rn. t o t a k e m y place this m o rning, Mr. Brown, a s I have to Mr. Bates and his oth e r cu s tomer s corroborated the s tory. appea r at th e coroner 's in
14 FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. "We find that the deceased met his death from the effects of a bullet wound inflicted by an unknown assailant." Ralph was delighted that the jury did not place the crime on Rufus Grey, and he believed that his stateme nt, as well a s the detective's, about the stranger in the s l ouch hat and ovel'coat created a reasonable doubt in the jurymen's minds as to the actual guilt of the suspected man The verdict however, had no weight with the police d epar tment. Everything seemed to point to Gray as the guilty person, and detectives were lookin g everywhere to find some trace of him As soon as the inque st was over, Ralph returned to the tavern with his uncle to get his dinner. At one he reported at the foundry, ready to resum e work. "Mr. Desmond wants to see you in his office," the fore man told him. "You will probably :find him there now." Ralph wondered what the proprietor of the works wanted to see him for. As a matter of fact the owner of the Caxton Foundry, h aving l earned all the facts about the accident at the bridge in which the boy had nearl y lost his life decided to head off any chance of a suit being brought against him for dam ages by Ralph's uncle, by promoting the lad to a good position. Ralph walked to the office building and asked a clerk if Mr. Desmond was in. ''He is "He sent for me to come to his office. Will you te1l him I am here?" "He exp ects you, eh?" I suppose he does. "What's your name?" "Ralph Redwood. I'm employed in the machine room of the bridge department." "Oh, you're the boy who fell off the bridge?" said th e clerk, him witJ:i some in terest. "I didn't fall off. I was knocked off by the breaking of the hoisting tackle." "I will take your name to Mr. D esmond." The clerk returned in a minute, and told Ralph to walk through the door marked "Private." The foundry boy did so, and found himaelf in the pres ence of "the proprietor of the iron and steel works. This wasn't the first time Ralph b ad seen the boss of the estab li shment, but it was the first time be had been so close to him. Mr. De s mcnd was a l arge, sta lwart man, with an eagle eye and a satumine countenance tha t was not particularly attractive. He bad no sympathy with the workingman, and never voluntari l y raised the wages of bis employees except when cir cumstances compelled him to. He was a widower without children, and lived in the m ost exp ensive bachelor quarters in Detroit. Although rich, he did not cult i vate "society," as the word is under stood, but he belonged to a ll the exclusive clubs, and enjoyed among his intimates. He spent his mone y freely, always found a welcome among his set, but, nevertheless, was not popular. "Sit down, my lad, said the foundry nabob in a tone that caused Ralph to look at him with some intentness There was a ring to it that put him in mind of the impatient ejaculation uttered by the big man who left Simon Larue's house directly after the murder. "I und ers tand that you had a bad fall from the bridge yesterday afternoon?" continued Mr. Desmond. "Fell off a girder that was being hoisted into place." "Yes, sir "Was it an attack of vertigo owing to your inexperience in working at s uch a height?" "No, sir. I was shaken off the girder by the breaking of the hoisting tackle," replied Ralph promptly. "Hem The foreman did not report that the girder fell into the river with you." "I believe it didn't. The shock of contact with the girders already in place threw me out into the air, and I narrowly escaped with my life." "Hem I Were you holding on as tightly as the case called for?" "Yes, sir. Nobody could have helc1 on after that shock unles s he was tied." "It appears that there was another workman on the other end of the beam, and he did not fall off." "I don t know anything about what happened to him, sir." "Well, my l ad, we won't discuss the matter further. I sent for you to express m y regret that suc h a serious acci dent happened to you while in my employ It was doubt less one of those things that no amount of foresight can prevent Under the circumstances I think you are entitled to some consideration. I have lo oked into your record and find that you are a particularly brighL and efficient young workman, so I have decided to advance you in my estab lishment I have been thinking for some time of employing a practical work er, familiar with the general details of bridge construction, in the office. I prefer a young man, and you seem to answer the requirements. So I will give you the opening. It will afford you an unusua l chance to work yourself up to a position of responsibility. You will be given a desk in the office, and to-morrow I will explam to you what you r duties will be. It i s more than probable that as soon as you familiarize yourself with certain details in bridge work I s hall send you to different parts of the country to examine and report upon methods employed in the building of sundry bridges now under construction. That i s all at prese nt. You may go home now, and report to my chief accountant to morrow morning at nineo'clock Mr. De s mond turned to his desk, thereb y intimating that the interview was over. Ralph was so taken by surprise, as well as delighted, at the signal favor he was receiving at the hands of the owner of the works, that be hardly knew how to express his thanks in suitable words. "I'm much obliged to you, Mr. Desmond," he said, ri& ing. "I will endeavor.to prove worthy of the confidence you seem to place in my ability." "Don't mention it," replied the gentleman, in a patron izing tone. "I am always glad to-my heaven! What a lik eness exclaimed, staring at the boy's profile, as now presented to him for the first time. The profile in question was as clear cut as a Greek cameo,
FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. 15 showing the lad 's firm chin, resolute jaw, p e rfect nose and "1 you 've been promoted I s uppose you'll get more high aquiline forehead with the hair falling carelessly wages?" over it. "I may not at the start." There was b eauty and powe r in that face, that mar keel "It looks s trange for a foundry boy to be promoted to the its posseseor a s one cl e arly above the common. office. How did it come about?" Ralph tumecl and looked at Mr. Desmond in surprise. "On account of that fall I had from the bridge yesterThe g entle man s abrupt exclamation, coupl e d with hi s day." pre sent attitude, astoni s h e d the boy not a little. "Well, I ain' t sure whethe r I'm satisfied to have you go The s teel ma gnate r ecove r e d himself almo s t immediat e l y into the office-that is, unless you get more wages. t I may "That i s all ; young man," he said sharply "By the way have to buy you a new suit of clothes, and clothes cost one mom e nt. Your name is--is--" money." "Ralph Redwood, sir." "You won't milld that if I'm going to b etter my self." "Yes, yes; I remember now. You are living with your "I reckon you ought to get enough extra wages to pay parenta, I presume?" for them y ourself." "My parent s are dead. I am living with my uncle, Oba"Maybe I will. At any rate, Mr. Desmond said it would diah Bates, on the River Road .'' lead to a responsible position in time if I made good." "Your ag e i s--" "He said that?" "Eighte en, sir." "Yes. A responsible position r equires more brains than "Brothers or sisters?" an ordinary workman. needs. It i s -the chap who can use ".r o sir." his gray matter to advantage who gets ahead 1n the world. "Hum! That i s all, young man Good-afternoon." They say money talks, but it's the brains b e h ind the money "Good afternoon, Mr. Desmond," s aid Ralph bowing 'that makes it talk to some purpose." himself out. ''.Lord, but I'm in great luck!" he mused as "Well, nephe.-v, if this new job of your s doesn't pan out he left the foundry "A job in the office, with the chance the right amount of coin, you'll hear from me on the sub to work m y seli up to a po s ition of re s ponsibility. What ject." will 1\Ir. B a tes say wh e n I t e ll him? Why, he'll think I've Thus speaking, the tavern keeper turned on his heel and fallen into a butter tub, a s the s aying is. It has always went behind the bar to wait on a customer. been my ambition to get a po s ition where I could use my After supper Ralph went over to see Nellie to tell her the brains in s tead of my hands, and it look s as if the opening news about his promotion, and al s o to let her know what has turned up. I never dreamed it would come so soon. I had taken place at the inquest. gue s s that was a lucky tumble I got off the bridge, for it Nellie was glad to see him, as usual. seems to have introduced me to the notice of the boss of the "I suppose you haven't heard from your father?" Ralph bu s iness. I've got ideas on bridge con s truction that may said. make me solid with him, and if I once g etsolid, well, say, "Not a word. It is over forty-eight hours since I last I'll be right in it! Gracious! I'm so tickled that I feel saw him, and I fee l so downhearted.-'thatl d on't lmow what lik e doing s omethin g to l e t th e s team off. to do," she replied. Thus Ralph communed with him s elf as he walked off "I wish I knew where to look for him, and I wouldn't down the River Road, probabl y the happiest boy at that lose a moment gettin g on the job, for I hate to see you look moment in all "Detroit. 1 ing all broke up. I asked severa l of his particular friends CHAPTER VIII. '.A STARTLING DISCOVERY. "Well, what brought you back?" a s ked Obadiah Bates, as Ralph walked leis urely into the tavern. "Why, my leg s Uncle Obadiah laugh e d the boy. "You don't suppo s e I could afford an automobil e do you?" The tavern keep e r frown e d at his neph e w' s r e pl y "Why are n t you at work?" he asked s everely. "Becau s e I've bee n reliev e d of my dutie s as foundry boy." "What do you mean by that?" "I've been promoted, and begin my new dutie s to-morrow morning "What have you been promoted to?" asked Mr. Bate s in some surprise. "The office." "What are you going to do in the office? Not going to learn to be a cheap clerk are you?" s aid his uncle, with a look of di s approval. "I couldn't tell you what I'm going to do. It's. some thing worth while, though, I should judge from what Mr. De smond said to me." at ihe foundry, but none of them has seen him s ince he left the tavern the night before last." He didn't tell the gir l that the foundry men were rather dubious over Rufus Gray's strange ab s ence frow his cus tomary haunts when taken in connection with the s hooting of Simon Larue and the s u spicions of the po lice. He informed her, however, that the coroner's jury di .cl not lay the crime at his door when rendering their verdict. They left the identity of Larue's murderer for the police to solve Nellie took but little comfort out of the verdict of the c oroner's jury. In her heart she was satisfied that her father was not guilty, and she grieved more over his mysterious disappear ance than about the a.ccusation that was hanging over his head. If he would only come back she felt sure he could estab lish his innocence of any complicity in the terrible crime. Ralph, after a time, brought up the subject of his pro. motion He told the girl all about it, and she appeared to be very glad to learn that he was getting up in th e wor ld. When he went home he carried his j acket with him, and
16 FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO S'l'EEL PRINCE. hung it up in his closet, as he didn t exped to wear it again soon. Ralph was in bed and asleep when his uncle closed up shop that evening Instead of going to bed as usual, tavern keeper got a lantern and left the house. He was away nearly an hour, and when he cal.ne back he put the lantern away and went to his room. The light burned long in Obadiah Bates' room that night. Had anybody looked in on him they would have seen him reading a sheet or two of foolscap paper, and then a num ber of documents, with an expression that merged from in terest into astonishment, and finally into a look of crafty triumph. Then they would have seen him walking up and down the floor of his room as if considering some weighty propo sition Finally he took off his clothes, blew out the light, and went to bed. Next morning Ralph thought his uncle looked at him very strangely, and he wondered what was in the wind. He noticed that every little while Mr. Bates would chuckle to himself and rub his skinny hands together as if mightily pleased at something. He had seen his uncle do this before on several occasions a few days after he returned from one of his periodical visits across the river, so he thought nothing of it. A few minutes before nine Ralph walked into the office of the foundry and reported to the chief accountant. 1rhat gentleman pointed to a new desk which had been delivered the preceding afternoon. "Sit down," he said. "Here is a work -on bridge engi neering which Mr. Desmond wishes you to look over care fully. He wants you t9 make yourself familiar with the facts you will find in it. Take your time and go into the subject in all its bearings. If the points thei:ein set forth suggest any new ideas of a practical nature, write them down as clearly as possible and submit them to Mr. Des mond," said the chief accountant. "Your wages for the present will be so much," and he named a sum considerable in excess 0 what Ralph had been receiving Ralph immediately tackled the job, and before an hour passed away he was quite fascinated with his new occupa tion. 'firne passed quickly, and eleven o'clock cam e around. A clerk came over to him and said that Mr Desmond wonted to see him in his private room. Ralph went in. The steel magnate studied his face for some moments before he spoke, then he gave Ralph sundry in s tructions which he was directed to follow. "I'm going East on important business," he concluded "anrl I may be away some little time When I get back I shall expect to find you well up in the points I have men tioned." "I will do my best to make a good account of my time," replied Ralph earnestly. The head of the establishment nodded and dismissed him. Late that afternoon Obadiah Bate s to Ralph's great sur prise, walked into the office and asked for Mr. Desmond. He was told that the gentleman had left town for the East via Chicago. Mr. Bates looked disappointed. "When will he be back?" he inquired. "I couldn't tell you," replied the head accountant; "but I don t expect to see him for two or three w eeks On his way out he stopped bes ide Ralph' s "What ar e you doin', nephew?" he asked, eying the book the boy was Rtudying. "Just killing time, uncle," chuckled Ralph. "You look like it, rep1ied th e tavern kee p e r. "Are you getiin' paid for lallygaggin' at this desk?" "I am." "How much are you gettin ?" Ralph mentioned the amount. Mr. Bates looked surp1ised. "Is this going to be a steady thing or 'jus t temporary?" "It' ll be steady if I mak e good, and I gues s I'll do that a ll right." "Well, if this doesn't beat the Dutch!" and the tavern keeper walked away wondering how his nephew had caught on to what in his opinion was a snap. A week passed away. Ralph went to work every morning at nine, instead of at eight, as he formerly did, and quit at five. His former companions, as soon as they learned that h e had been promoted to the office, congratulated him on hi s adva ncement, though some of the younger ones, who had been longer at the works than Ra l ph, fel.t jealous over his success. He called every evening on Nellie, who now had an old woman friend stopping with her, to comfort the girl over the contin ued absence of her father, which was as much of a mystery as ever. Simon Larue was in his grave, and a brother and sister of his had taken possession of his property, real and per sonal, and were arranging to wind up his loan business. The police were still on the lookout for Rufus Gray, but with little success. Mr. Desmond was understood to be in New York on busi ness connected with the foundry, and his letters to his su perintendent did not indicate when he expected to be back. Ralph was doing a job for the head accountant at his desk one morning of his second week in the office when the superintendent came in and asked him to go to the closet in Mr. Desmond's private office and hunt up a certain book which he believ ed was there. "Fetch it over to my office, or if it isn't there l e t m e know," said the temporary boss of the works, as he walk e d away. "All right, sir," replied the boy, hastening to comply wjth his request. He entered the private room and went to the closet. It was locked, however, and the k e y gone. "That settles it," thought Ralph, recros s ing the room. As he laid his hand on the office door it struck him that he would try the key of that door in the closet lock. "Maybe the same key :fits both door s," he :figured. "There s no harm in try ing at any r ate." So he took the key out of the office door and trie d it o n the closet lock. It fitted e::10ctly, and he had no difficulty in ope ning th e closet door. i
.. FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. Th ere was a wide s helf fill ed with books, models of bridge parts, and other thing s Under the shelf were half a dozen hooks, on whi
18 FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. build a short steel bridge across a stream that inter s ected the route of a new branch the company was building. The work was to be begun within thirty days, so the cast ing of the girders, and other material was begun on the day that Si.mon Larue was shot. The ti.me had now come to start the job, and for sewra1 day s pa s t car l oads of s te e l materials hac1 been sh:ipped t o Port Hmon over the G rand Trunk road, a nd th!'lr e c o nveyed across the St. Clair River to Sarnia, on the Canadian side, whence the Pere Marquette line carri ed it to its des tina ti.on. On the afternoon that the second shipment was made the superintendent called Ralph into his offlce and told him he must come in the morning prepared to go to the scene of the bridge job with him, and that he would be expected to stay there till the work was :finished. This was a surprise to the boy, but withal a pleasant one. He was ti reel of the confinement of the offlce, with its compar atively easy work and he longed for something that would give him active employment. The superintendent expla ined that he was to ass i s t the chief constructor, and learn all he could about the practical side of bridge work. This suited Ralph from the ground floor up, and he went home in high spirits. When he told his uncle that he was going leave De troit in the morning to assist in the construction of the P ere Marquette bridge Mr Bates nearly hacl a :fit. "Look here I won't have you go away unles s--" "Unless what, Uncle Obadiah?" "You make an order out for me todraw your pay, d'ye und erstand? I'm your legal guardian, and it's my business to take charge of your money." "As I won't be boarding with you for some weeks, I clon't see why I should give you such an order. I sha ll have to pay my board and other expenses where I'm going, so I'll need my money. What is l eft. over I'll want to pay for clothes and other things I'll require when I get back." Mr. Bates then consented to take an order for half of Ralph's pay, declaring that the boy wouldn't be called on to spend much. R alph, howeVBr, was growing independent, and he refu sed to concede anything. The result was they h ad a big scrap over the matter, but R alph came out ahead He wouldn't give the order, and Mr. Bates' bluff to stop him from leaving the city didn't work with him a littl e bi.t. The tavern keeper went into the barroom in a huff, leav ing Ralph to go to his room and pack his gripsack. After breakfast Ralph hastened to join the superintend ent of the works at the railroad depot, and in th e course of an hour the two were speeding north toward Port Huron. In due time they reached the scene of action, which was not far from a thriving village, where they secured accom modations at a comfortable inn. The superintendent was only going to stay long enough to see the work started, when he would return to the works, where his presence was necessary owing to the continued ab sence of Mr. Desmond. Ralph found his new duties much to his taste, and took hold with a vim that commended him to the attention of the chief constructor. The days passed rapidly away, and the bridge gradually took shape, lmiting the tracks of the Pere Marquette branch on either side of the s tream. The s tream in question ran west across the county and connec'ter1 with the St. Clair River. One morning a disreputable-looking sloop came up the stream and made fast to the shore near skeleton of the b ridge. Ralph noticed her approach, but paid little attention to her. A sma ll, thin man stepped ashore and came toward the bridge. He hung around till Ralph came off the structure as the steam engine whistled the noon hour, a.nd then he stepped up and tapped tbe boy on the s hould er. Ralph wheeled about and found himself face to face with Obadiah Bates. "Why, Uncle Oba
FROM FO UND R Y BOY T O S T EEL PRINC E. "Mayhap I did, nephew. I reckon you don't mind how I came." "Well, I'm going to the village to dinner. Will you c ome?" "Sorry I can't accommodate you, but I've got some b}lsi ness to a.ttend to." "Shall I see you when I get back?" "Maybe you will an:d maybe you won't n "Then I'll say goo.(1.-by, Uncle Obadiah, in case I don't see you till I get back to Detroit "Good -by, nephew, and don't forget to g ive that lette r to your boss when he gets here. It's important." Ralph assured hi!I\ that he wouldn't forget, and the n hurried away toward the village He met the chief constructor at the table in the inn and told him that Mr. Desmond was coming t h ere t o inspect the work on the bridge. "How did you learn that?" asked the boss of the j ob. Ralph eJi:plained how the news had reached him. "He'll find that we haven't lost any time, and that the structure will be completed within the time l imit When Ralph got back to the bridge the s loop h a d di s appeared. Next day was Saturday, and about three in the afternoon Mr. DeRmond made his appearance with his cha uff eur in a big touring automobile After he had looked the work over, an d was s t a ndin g t a l k i ng to the chief constructor, Ralph approached and h a nd ed him the letter his uncle had given him to deliver The steel manufacturer tore it open a n d read the con tents. Whatever its nature, it had a startling effect on him His face turned white and he crumpled the l ette r i n his fingers with an imprecation. Both Ralph and the chief constructor noticed the shock the letter gave him, but they did not feel that it was the i r place to make any remark. He pulled himself together, and g l aring at Ra l ph, said : "Who handed you this letter to give to me?" "My uncle, Mr. Bates." The steel magnate turned abruptly on his heel and began to pace up ancl down in an agitated way, while Ralph, having executed the service his uncle had requested at his hands, wen t back to work. CHAPTER X LEFT IN THE LURCH. Mr. D esmond hacl taken quarters for the night at the inn in the village, with his chauffeur, but he did not appear in the dining room for supper, ordering it sent to his room After the meal he sent for his chauffeur. Ralph was standing on the front porch by an open win dow when he heard the man ask the proprietor of the ho use i f there was such a p lace as the Devil's Glen in the neig h borhood, and if so where was it. The boy was naturally attracted by the Satan i c title, and his curiosity being excited, he listened to learn what a nswe r the chauffeur would get. Although he had been nearly a month a t t h e v illage this was the firs t time he had heard any reference to the p lace. "The Devil's Glen replied the landlord, i s a w ild a n d romantic pass in th e h ill s u p t he river. It i s a s near as I can j udge a b o u t five m iles from here T he road i s good, but to reach the g len you have to bra nch off i n t o t he wood's at Pulpit Rock, four mi les and a half from h e r e and tha t last half mile is not pleasant nor easy trave ling. Y e ar s a g o the g len was a retreat for smugg l ers. T hey used t h e h o use there as a stoi-ehouse for fine French cogn a c and o t h e r liquors, which they subsequently carried down t h e stre am t o the St. Clair River and landed at certain poin ts a l o n g the Michigan shore. The trade was fina ll y b roken up and most of the ga n g l a n ded in prison I have neyer been the r e m y self, so cannot give you any description of the g l e n, but if you are curious on the subject I can refer you to sev e r a l persons in the village who have been t h ere The chauffeur thanked the landlord for the inform atio n, and without expressing any desire to meet an y one familiar with the spot, left the room. "The_ Devil's Glen must be quite a n in te resting plac e," thought Ralph. "i'row that I know how to reac h it, I must take it in and to-morrow will be as good a tim e as an y It's a wonder I neYer heard about it befor e Th e peopl e around here mus t take very littl e in terest in the spot or somebody would have called my attention to i t." The chief recreation Ra l ph had indul ged in s ince he came to that locality was a row on the r i ver W h enever the night was fine he got the ro w boat u s ed by the bridge b u i l ders and took a spin e ith er up or down the stream. The present evening, though somewhat cloudy, with an. uncertain look in the sky to the southeast, tempted him t o indulge in the aquatic exercise, so he wal ked to the un c om pleted bridge, got into the boat, an d sta rted u p t h e s tream. Afte r he had gone a mil e and was t hinkin g of turning back, somebody hai l ed him from the s hor e "Hell o he returned "What do you want?" It was nearly dark, and he coul d bare l y ma ke out the :fig ur of a man standing down near t h e w ate r. "I want to go up the r iver a bit W ill you tak e m e ? "How far do you want to go?" ask e d R a l p h. "Not far," replied the man. Ralph rowed in and took his passenge r aboard As the fellow flashed a match to light hi s p i pe the boy reGognized him as Martin Roseberr -y, o ne of t h e men who had pulled him out of the Detroit R iver when he met w ith the accident at the rai l road bridge Roseberry also recognized him. "Why, hello, son ny! What are you doin' up here?" he asked in surprise. D id your u ncle fetch you alon g w i th him this t rip? "No. I'm working on the bridge below here So you know my uncle, do you ?" "N othin' to speak of," rep l ied Roseberry eva s ivel y "Here, give me the oars a n d I'll do t h e p u ll i n', seein' a s the favor is o n you r part." Ral ph yie l ded them to h i m, a n d he began p ulling with long, meas u red strokes that sent the li ght craft spinnin g up the stream After they had gone a couple of miles Ralph asked h im how much farthe r he was going "Not far," replied R oseberry, maintaining th e same stroke. "What do you mean by not far? We have come all of 2l
FROM: FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. two miles since you got aboard. rve got to row back lo the bridge, and I'm afraid there'll b e a change in the weather before long." "Don't you worry, sonny. You'll have the tide wit:,h you," replied Roseberry Two more miles were covered, and the change in th e weather Ralph anticipated began to make itself apparent. The sky had clouded up more than making the night quit e dark; and there were mutterings 0 a thunder storm advancing from the southeast. The wind, too, had risen, and the prospects looked sca l y for Ralph. "I'll never be able to get back without a good wetting,'' J1e said, not particularly pleased at what he appeared to be up against. "How much farther?" "Not more n a quarter of a mile. You remember, sonny, that after me and Cooke pulled you out 0 the river you said i you had the chance to return the favor you'd do it? I told you not to be rash at makin' promises, blit yo u said you'd stick by it. you're returning the favor nmv. You re givin' me a lift up the river, so don't kick. I'm just takin' you at your word,'' said Rosebeny, with a chuckle. Ralph remembered his promi se, and had nothing more to say. If the man wanted to go ten miles farther up he would have made no objection. He simply made up his mind to put. up with circum stances, as he was under an obligation to Ro s eberry. The storm was coming up rapidl y and it was bound to overtake him b efore b e could get very far on his return trip, so he asked Roseberry where he was likely to find shelter until the storm blew over. "Well, s onny, there i s a hut close to wher e we land. You can stay tI1ere as long as you like," wa s the r e ply. "And you-do you live around h ere?" a s ked Ralph. "Don't worry about me, sonny. I 'll take care of my self." It was clearly an evasive answ e r, and Ralph began to suspect that hi s companion had some very strong reason for throwing him off the track. "Well, it's nothing to me. wh e re Roseberry hangs out, nor why he does n t want me to ]mow anything about it. He can go his way and I'll go mine," l1e thought. Roseb erry now turned the boat inshore, and they pre s ently touched the beach at a wild and unfrequented spot. A hove them rose low cliffs that see m e d a part 0 a range of hill s covered with a d e nse wood and i t suddenly occurr e d to the boy that they were somewhere in the neighborhood of the Devil' s Glen. Judging that RoEeb erry must be well acquainted with the neighborhood, h e said: "Do y ou know a place called the Devil 's Glen?" Hoseberry looked at him sharply. "Wl1y do y ou ask?" he said in a gruff tone. "I heard the landlord of the Albert Inn speaking about it after supper. He said it is up h e re somewhere, about :five mile s from the village, near the river, in a range 0 wooded hills. This locality, as well as I can make out in the darkness, answers his description pretty well. I'm rather curious to see it, a nd was thinking 0 coming up this way to morrow, i it's a :fine day," replied Ralph. "If I was you, s onny, I wouldn't come. It ain't worth t h e troub le. There's nothin' to see but a few bald rocks and a lot of trees that you ca n see a n ywhere." From his ton e and manner Ralph suspected that he was try ing to dis c ourag e his c urio sity for some reason other than he stated "Why i s it called the D evi l 's Glen?" a ked the boy. "Now you've got me, sonny. It's just a name, that's all." "Was it formerly a rendezvous or smugg lers?" "Sonny, I don't know nothin' about it no more'n a babb y I ain't heard nothin' about sm u gg ler s in this part 0 the country# I reckon there ain't none. Now it's comin' on to rain, so y ou d better get und er cover as fast as you can, and I'll go my way, thankin' you for the lift you 've given me, whi c h sq uares our account. I've tied your boat here to this tree. When th e storm is over all you' ll have to do is to s tep in, put out an\! row down with the st r eam You'll etch the bridge in no tim e at all." Thus speaking, Ro seberry turned airuptly away and was soon lost in the darlmess. The raindrop s beginnin g to come down fast caused Ralph to bea.t a hurried r etreat to the hut clo se by. A few minute s later the storm was upon that neighbor hood, and while it l asted it proved a corker. The thunder crashed overhead and the vivid lightning lit up the river and the sunounding country. The wind blew a small lrnrricane, and threshed the waters 0 t].1.e stream The trees in the wood on the hills above and behind the hut bent and s hiver ed unuer the blasts. "Graciou s If I were cut on the river now I'd be in a fine pickle," thought Ra! ph. "But, thank goodness, here I am, as dry as a bone, in this hut, and all I have to do is to wait till the s torm blows over. I'm afraid the boat will be half full of wate r and I've nothing to bail her out with. Maybe I can pnlJ her 11p .on the shore and by turning her partly over get rid 0 most of it." The storm la s ted nearly an hom, am1 the n subsided as quickly as it came up Ralph left the hu t and walked to lhe tree where Roseberry had tied the hoat. To his di smay the littl e craft was not there He look ed all around but could i>ee no sign o f it. It was gone, having apparent l y broken loose from it,, mooring s during the storm and floated off down the stream. Ralph was, therefore, left in a nice fix, in a lon ely section 0 the com1try, all of five miles from the village, and the hour already late CHAP'l'ER XL THE HUT ON THE ROCK "Now what 'll I do?" muttered Ralph to himself. "I don t see any wa y other than to hoof it back to the village. i As the walking i sn't very good along the river, I'll have to try and r e a ch the road, which the l andlord sa id was first rate. I s uppose I'll have to cul through the wood. I won der if my way will take me through the Devil's Glen? Well, what of it? I'm not afraid 0 the name, and one glen is probably like another. Here goes." So Ralph sta rted to make his way over the rocks in the direction 0 the wood, which was not. far away.
FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. He stumbled along in the darkness as well as he could, 1 Reaching the line of trees at the top, he happen .ed to and finally found himself in a sort of narrow defile which glance across the plank, wondering what it led to, when he Jed downward. saw a light shining through what appeared to be a window. He followed it, for it seemed to be the only available "There's a house on that rock as sure as eggs are eggs. route. A strange place for a dwelling, truly I'll bet that is where In a little while he reached the edge of a narrow, tortuous the smugglers the landlord spoke about used to have their stream. rendezvous. This then, must be the Devil's Glen It isn't It was about a dozen feet across, and seemed too deep a bad name for it. I guess I'd better take Roseberry's adto ford. vice and keep away. I might get into a pickle." However, Ralph felt there was no call to ford it, and he After satisfying his curiosity as well as he could in the kept on along its edge. gloom, he turned to continue his way to the road, when he Presently he came to a place where it widened out into heard footsteps approaching through the wood. a basin. Having no desire to encounter a stranger at that hour in Here, to the boy's surprise, he saw a sma ll craft moored that deserted locality, he stopped and waited for the man to near the further shore pass. He couldn't make it out very well in the gloom, but its The newcomer soon came into vi.ew. single mast showed thatit was a sloop. He was a large, sta lwart man. There was a dim light shining through the partly open Emerging from the wood, he came to a stop near the door of the little cabin aft, and Ralph heard the voices of plank which crossed to the rock on which the house stood. men in there. He looked at the plank, and then placed one foot on it, as "I wonder what that craft is doing up in this lonesome if testing its stabilit y spot?" thought the boy. "I'll bet there is something in the At that moment the moonlight shone through a rift in wind. I wouldn't be s urprised if the smuggling business the clouds. has been taken up again. Men will dare anything to make It fell across the man's features. money. I'.ll bet this is the craft I saw down by the bridge Ralph uttered a gasp, for he recognized the newcomer aa around noon to-day. Uncle Obadiah came on her, I'll his boss; Mr. Desmond. wager. He didn't say so, but he didn't deny it, and as there The yo. ung bridge worker was never so surprised in all are no passengers carried over the branch yet,. for it isn't in his life. running order, he couldn't very well have come any other The wesence of the rich stee l manufflcturer ill such a way, except by a team That reminds me of the strange place struck him as being decidedly curious. stories I have heard about Uncle Obadiah being mixed up While Ralph was hazarding a lrnnilred conjectures, Mr. in some smuggling enterprises I never believed them, Desmond ventured out on the plank, and with great cau though he did go to Canada once in a while on errands, the tion passed over to the rock. object of which I never learned. I'm beginning to think Heaching solid ground, he walked straight for the door now that Mr. Bates is mixed up in things thaJ are bound of the cottage to bring him to grief if he doesn't look s harp. I'd give Seated before a fire in an open hearth, in the only room to learn if Uncle Obadiah is aboard that sloop. the cottage seemed to boast, was Obadiah Bates, smoking a I'll wager that Roseberry is there. I'm sure now this is the briar root pipe. spot he was bound for, for there does not appear to be any He was the sole occupant of the place. house s in this neighborhood. If this is a nest of smuggler3 HEleven o'clock," he muttered, glancing at a small time-I'm not going to butt in. My uncle may be hand and glove piece on a shelf. "It's time my visitor were here. The with them, and I have no wish to get him in trouble. Well, s torm will not have kept him away. He will be more afraid I must get on. I don't want to be up all night." of my words than the rough Well, to-nigbt shall Ralph started ahead again, and soon entered a wooded ra make me independent for life or there will be a change in vine, which wound around through the hills. the ownership of the Caxton Steel Foundry." Presently he found himself in a space or depression At that moment there came a rap on the door. among the hills 1 "This i s he, or I'm no judge of human nafore," said the It waf! the Devil's Glen, though he was not aware o.f the tavern keeper, rising and going to the door. "Who is fact. there?" he asked aloud. It was a truly wild and romantic spot "Desmond." Rocks rose on all sides, and there wer.e trees in abundance. Mr Bates shot the heavy bolts, opened the door and ad Perched upon one of the ro _cks, embowered among trees mitted his visitor. that grew up its sides and all over its summ it, was a rude "Sit down and warm yourself, Mr. Desmond," said the cottage. tavern keeper, in purring tones. "Your garments must Access to it was to be had only over a Blender plank that be damp." reached from the ridge of rocks oppoS'te. The steel magnate walked to the fire and stood before it Ralph didn't notice the cottage, but he did notice a path with his profile presented to Bates. running up to the summit of the ridge, which was on tlw Suddenly he wheeled around and faced the little man. edge of the wood. "Your letter informed me that you had a paper to sell Judging that was the way toward the road, though he me-a paper which you assert concerns me greatly, and saw that his course would lie through the wood, he took it which you say came into your possession through the death and began the ascent. of Simon Larue, the money lender. Where is this document
22 FROM FOUNDRY BOY TO STEEL PRINCE. on which you have placed an unnamed monetary value? I should like very much to see it." "You shall. I don't expect you to buy a pig in a poke Mr. Bates went to a drawer in a cupboard and returned with a couple of folded s heets of foolscap. "There it is. R ead it, and confess that it is worth a "hundred times its weight in gold to you," he said in an oily Mr. Desmond took the paper, opened it, and began to read by the firelight. For a moment or two only the crackling of i.he wood in the :fireplace broke the silence, and then there was a slight crashing sound outside of the cottage Obadiah Bate s pricked up hi s cars and li 8tenec1 intently. The noise, however, was not repeat ed, and he was reas sured, thinking it was the wind that had blown a br.oken branch against the house. Mr. Desmond's face changed as he read the paper through, his fingers clinched and his breath grew thick and labored. Clearly he was moved by an intense emotion. Mr. Bates puffed his pipe and observed him with an air of triumphant satisfaction. The red gleams of the fire threw their faces and :lig. ures out boldly. The tavern keeper looked the picture of malicious cun ning, while the rich manufacturer resembled a man who has been almost overwhelmed by a sudden stroke of ill fortune. At that moment a small window slowly and softly opened at the back of the cottage, where the shadows hung thick and the flickering rays of the fire did not quite reach, and a boyish face appeared in the opening His eyes were fastened on the two figures before the fire a few yards away. The y gleamed with interest ed attention, while his heart throbbed faster than usual for he instinctively felt that something of great moment was on the tapis. "Well, what say you to that, Mr. Desmond?" said Bates, as the magnate finished the last word and slowly refolded the double sheet with a trembling hand. "Is it not worth--" "It is worth nothing," replied Mr. Desm ond, straig hten ing up and towering above the little tavern keeper with a look of sudden determination on his resolute features. "Worth nothing?" chuckled the little man. "He, he, he! You are a comical ras-I mean gent. You know that if the contents of that paper were made public-or shall I say plaeed in the hands of a lawyer in the interest of the heir, who I can put my hand on at any moment, you would have to relinquish--" "You are mistaken, my artful friend," answered the mag nate grimly. "This paper will never do me any never!" With a quick movement he flung it into the roaring flames, where it caught fire and blazed up instantly. "There," he said, with a look .of relief and ill-concealed triumph, "what think you now, Obadiah Bates? It isn't worth its weight in ashes. Who holds the upp e r hand now, eh ? You or I?" CHAPTER XII.. UNDER HIS THUMB. The moment Mr. D esmond threw the paper into the fire he interposed his bulky form between it and the little tavern keeper, evidently for the purpose of stopping Mr. Bates from attempting to rescue the document. Th e action was thrown away, for the tavern keeper didn't even moYc, or show the slightest at the destruction of the pap e r upon which he had laid so much stress. The steel manufacturer was unprepared for such a show of apathy on his part, and his look of triumphant satisfac tion changed to one of surprise "What say you now, Mr. Bates?" he asked. "Why, that if I wanted any proof that you are an m fernal scoundre l you have just given it to me. You have also given yourself a bit of useless trouble," answered the tavern keeper coolly "What do you mean ?" asked Mr. De s mond. "That the paper you have just thrown into the fire was but a clever copy-the original still is mine. Now who holds the ace?" he chuckled, rubbing hi s skinny hands to gether with the most intense satisfaction. "Do you mean that?" roared the steel magnate, his face growing as black as a thundergu s t. "I do. Was it reasonable to suppose I would trust such a precious document in your hands? You must think I am as great a fool as you are a rogue." "You rascal! I'll have your life!" cried Mr. Desmond, making a grab for the little man. Obadiah Bate s stepped aside and drew a revolver. "Take it easy," he said, covering the steel manufacturer. "It isn't worth while for you to get excited." "'l'he original of that paper, where is it? I must have it, anfl. the other documents as well!" cried Mr. Desmond in a savage tone. "Well, there is a way to get them." "I must th e n negotiate with you for them?" "It's your only plan. Didn t I invite you here for that purpose?" "Put away your revolver and we' ll talk it over." "Now you're acting reasonably. Take that chair and I'll take this one. It is well to have a safe distance between us. If Simon had taken that precaution he probably would be attending to business as usual to-day. You took him unawares, and--" "What's that?" roared Mr. Des mond spr inging on his feet, his face an ashen hue. "What's the use of exciting yourself?" s aid Mr. Bates, :fingering his revolver in a: careless way, with the muzzle pointed at his visitor. "Do vou mean to say that I--" "Killed Simon Larue? You certa inly did." "You're an infernal--" "Don't be alarmed. There i s no one here but ourselves, and the secre t won't get out unles s-unless we fail to come to terms; but that isn't likely. I don't take you for a fool." "How dare you say I killed Simon Larue? Ha sn't it been shown conclusively that one of my foundry hands, Rufu s Gray, who owed him. a sum of money which he couldn't pay, is the man wllo shot him? The fact that he
FROM rJY TO STEEL PRINCE. fled th e c ity ought to be eviden c e e nough to subs tantiat e the "Why s houldn t I? The stake i s a large one and I'm charge." no mat c h for y o u from a physical point o f v iew." "Yes I thought at first that Gray was the murderer, but "Wsll, now that we have finished our bu s iness, I'll take I have fo\illd out difl'er'ntl y s inc e L e t u s drop the submy leave. Will you see me th1ough the wood as far as ject. It mu s t be unplea s ant to you, and has n o thing to do the road?" with the bu s iness in hand.'1 "I will, but you must walk in front." Mr. Desmond g lared a t the little man a s if nothing would "Why s o?" have pleased him better than to have seize d him by the nec k "I'm taking no chances, though if anything happened k and chok e d the life out of him. me you' d only have to d e al with a third party, or perhap s The s i ght of the revolv er lying across Mr. Bate s' knee fa c e certain exposure and consequ ent ruin," s aid Obad iah prevented him from atte mpting a n y s u c h a proceeding. Bates. "Well, name your price," said the magnate in a surly "Then you haven't got the document h ere?" tone. "No. I merel y borrowed the use of this hut for the night "One hundred thousand dollars in cash," replied the as the safe s t place for us to hold this meeting." tavern keeper. "You're a clever rascal." "One hundred thousand furies!" roared Mr. Desmond. Mr. Bates grinned as if he appreciated the words a s a "Do you think I'm made of money?" compliment. "The commercial agencies rate' you at flf million and a He took a lantern, lighted it, and then intimated that h e half. The foundry, I mean, but y ou are the foundry. You was ready to go. see I am rea s onable. I don't even a s k you to come up with Mr. Des mond preceded him outside. a t enth part of y our In fact, it isn t your wealth "I'll hold the light for you to cross the bridge. I at all, but m y--. shouldn't like you to break your neck until after I have "I'll gi v e you $50 000." done with you." "No, it i s n t e nough, Mr. De s mond. I could demand a "You are very considerate," replied the steel magnate quarter of a million if I chos e t 0 an d y ou'd have to coug h iron i cally. up or take the consequences, whi c h are s omewhaticompli"It's a wealrnes,S of mine when anything at stake," cated by rea son of the murder of Simon Larue." saicl Mr Bates with a chuckle. "But such a s um as you demand is outrageous," said the N e ither was aware that a pair of boyish eyes followed steel manufacturer. t h eir movement s and that the owner of the eyes heard "Your securit y and peace of mind i s worth every cent of e very word they said. it. You h ave m a d e a larg e fortun e out of the property that Mr. Desmond walk e d slowly across the slendet: plank by right s belongs to a nother. You took advantage of your and s tepped on the bluff on which the outward end of it position a s guardian and prot e ct o r 0 a very littl e boy to put rested. through a sche me whi c h defrauded him of his rights. For'fhe tavern keeper followed a couple of yards behind with tunate ly, you did not g o to the extreme that you did in the the lantern rai s ed at arm's length. case of m y good fri end Simon, for though there i s a tomb in He thou ght if he maintained that distance in the rear Elmwood cemet e r y d e di cate d to the memory of little Jack he would b e perfectly safe. Sterling, and there is a coffin buri e d six feet below the surH e failed to figure on the resourcefulness of the bigger face,.. the b oy's body i s not in it. The epidemic failed to ra s cal he was dealing with. carry him off, but th e clos e call he had of it gave you the An idea flashed through Desmond s mind as he croSlled idea that you worked out. That boy lives, as you know, the plank. and is to-day, b y a s trange combination of circumstances, He was in a desperate frame of mind over the price the one of y our smar tes t y oung emplo yees. He's s ure to m ake tav e rn keeper had exacted of him. his mark if h e li ves, and there is no particular reason why H e was willing to take chances of what might happen he should c1ie b e for e his time. Well, how about the terms? aft e r the e xit of Bates from his present sphere of usefulDo you accept them?" ness. "You've got me on the hip, so I suppo s e I'll have to. I Unknowingly the tave1n keep e r placed the temptation can't settle the d e al now, because to give you a check for within his r e ach when he s ent him ah ea d along the plank. a hundred thousand would not be convenient as matters Mr. Desmond had noticed when h e firs t cros sed the board stand." that it was not attached in any way to the bluff. "My terms are cash-checks not accepted." A good kick w
FROM. FOUNDRY BOY'l'O He ali ghte d on the ground with a s light s h ock. ; -with the crash of glass and the extinguishment of the light reached the ears of Desmond, and also the ears of the boy, whose retreat from the rock was now cut off, apparently, and then silence ensued-silence that would have been profound but for the wail of the wind. Li g htin g a match, he hunt e d for the candle, found it, lit it, and s tarted to find hi s uncl e's body After one look down, the steel magnate, with a shudder, hurried into the wood, and the crashing sounds accompany ing his passage through the bushes soon died away. .. CHAPTER XIII. THE RIGHTFUL HEIR. R e found it exte nd e d at full l e n gth on the ground. Mr. Bate s was not dead a s R a l p h c ould t e ll from his heavy breathing but h e was uncon scious and no doubt badl y hurt. "I kno w wha t I'll do. I'll c arr y him to the s loop in the bas in. 'J'he m e n on boarc1 of: her ar e w ithout doubt hi s friends, and they ma y b e abl e to pull h i m ar o und," thought Ralph. So the boy gathered hi s lig htw e i ght uncl e up in hi s arm s "My gracious!" cried the sole eyewitness of this dastardly and l e ft th e D evil's Gle n with him. c rime. "vVhat a villain Curtis Des mond is! He is the r r e n minute s lat e r he reached ih e basin a t th e point murderer of Simon Larue, and now. I fear he has killed my whe r e the s loop was moor e d t o the R h o r c Uncle Obadiah. I would go to my uncle's aid, if aid is of Th e r e was no sound a boa I'd of h er. n o w any use to him, were it not for the fact that I'm marooned The p e r sons in c harg e of h e r w e r e uslccp. on this rock, forty feet or more above the ground. What Ralph soon aroused th e m b y s teppin g o n hoard and s h o ut-arn I to do? If Uncle Obadiah is dead the crime can never ing thr oi1g h th e partl y o p e n c abin door. be brought home to Mr. Desmond, for when I accuse him "Hello Who s there?' a s k e d n Yoicc i n ihc d a rkness he'll d e ny that he was here, and h is word would b e as good which sou n d e d t o Ralph lik e Roscberry's as min-e in a court of justice--better, in fact, s ince he is I s tlrnt you, Mr. Roseb erry ? a man of wealth and position, while I am only one of his "Ay, a y ; and who ar e you? employees." "Ralph Redwood." Thus reasoned Ralph Redwood, and his reasoning was "The dicken s !" good. Roseberry sprang from hi s bunk i n l i ghi. a t t ir e a nd c am e "If I could find a rope in that qottage long enough to to the e ntrance reach within jumping distance of the ground, I could ma .ke "What in thunder brings you h e r e and at this hour ? I my escape from this place," he said. thought you went back as soon a s th e w e ath e r c l e ar ed." Ralph decided to look for ona. "Ne Y e r mind what thou g ht. Light y our lamp a nd The door of the cottage wa' s locked, but he had seen Mr. attend to m y Uncle Obadiah." Bates put the key under a flat stone near the door J "What' s the matter with him? He looked for it and found it. i "He fell from the plank that cro sses from the bluff to Then he entered the cottage. the rock on which the cottage stands in Dev il 's Glen." He threw a few pieces of wood on the fire to make it "What! H e fell from the r e ?" light up the room "Not through any fault of hi s The man h e was with The bright glare presently revealed every ,part of the kicked the plank off the bluff while he was in the a c t of interior. crossing1 and so he went down, the plank with him." There wasn't anything that looked like a rope in the "And you saw that?" place. "I did." Much disappointed, he stood looking at the floor. "What took you to Devil' s Glen?"a s k e d Ros eberry s u s Almost ben e ath his feet he saw the outline s of a trap piciously. door. "I'll tell you later. I want you t o look after my unrle. Seizing th e brass ring at one end of it, he opened the I'm s ure h e's badl y if not fatally, hurt." trap which work e d on hing es. Roseberr.v' s companion Sam Cooke who had b e en li s tenHe eaw a rop e ladd e r leading down into the hole. ing to the talk, now came to th e door. "That will b e just the thing, if it's long enough,'' he said. "Light th e lamp S a m,'' said Roseb erry "Now, whe r e D e taching it from the pair of hooks from which it was is your uncle, my lad ?" s u s pended he pulled it up and fonnd that it was of con "On the ground close by. Come, I've got a candle. I'll s iderable length, mayb e thirty feet. light it and you can look at him." Taking a bit of candle and some matches he found on the Roseberry, who was a graduate of an Engli s h m e dical dresser, he li g hted the former at the fire, and the n, with school, e xamined the oM man car e fully, and the n s aid that the rop e ladd e r on his arm, l eft the cottage. his goos e was cooked. Plac ing the topmo s t rung of the ladder over a stump he "He won' t live twent y -four hour s perhap s not twelv e," found on the edge of the rock, he descended to the lowest he said, shaking his head. "He is injur e d internallv, and rung. I judge is also suffering from concussion of th e brain but 'I'hen he dropp e d the lighted candle straight down. of that I'm not sure. You s ay the man who was with hi m It s truck the ground a doze n feet below. shoved the plank off the bluff?" "I can make it," thought R.alph, lowering himself till "Yes." he clung with him hands from the lowest rung. "Then his purpose was to murd e r Bate s ?" He calculated on a drop of seven or eight feet as he let "There is no doubt of it. go, and his calculation s proved correct. "You saw the crime committe<;l?" ;
FROM FO U DRY BOY '110 STEEL PRINCE. 25 "I dicl." "Would you recogniz e tl1c rascal if you m e t' him a g ain?" "Easily, repli e d Ralph who did not int e nd to t e ll Rose-berry that the man was Mr. D e mond, th e millionaire steel manufacturer. "Sam has the lamp light ed. H e lp m e c arry your uncle aboard the s loop." Ralph lent a hand, and the dying tavern was soon lying on a spare bunk. Roseberry poured sonie cognac down hi s tl:iroa.t and took other means of. reviving him. After a time Obadiah came to his san ses .and looked v.a-cantly around him. His gaze finally rested Oll' Ralph s face. Feebly beckoning the boy to him, he said: "I'm a s good a s a dead man, nephew I've been mur der e d b y th e r a s cal who s hot Simon Larue and for the same r e a s on, becau s e I have it in my powe r to ruin him. I don''t know how it happen s you ar e h e r e on board the sloop, any more than I know how I happ e n to be aboard of her my self but it be the work of Providence, for I have some thin g to tell you-s omething that will s urprise you and mak e a compl e t e c hange in your life. Give me another sip of the b r andy.' Ralplr handed it to him. Under its s timulating influence he grew brighter. The fir s t thing I hav e to t e ll you, continued the tavern keep e r, "is that I am n o t your uncle." "You arc not m y un cle!" exc laim e d the boy, astonished. "No. I'm no rel a tion to you. You were given into my c ar e when you were a child of thre e and I brought you up. I received a s m a ll sum of money to take cha.rge of you, s upposing you were the Ron of a p o or man who was on his la!
/ 26. FROM F01J DRY BOY TO S'IEEL PRINCE. Whii:i Roseberry and Cooke were carrying Obadiah Bates, who was st ill alive, to his room, the c u stoms ins nector searched the sloop, and satisfied himself that there was noth in g dutiable on board. Mr. Bates died a n hour l ater like a Christian in his own bec1. Aft0r his death Ralph went to the safe in the barroom, where ih e r1ead man had kept his money and important p apers, and found the documents rela ling to himself in a heavy manilla emelope marked "To be turned over to a l awyer for the: benefit of Ralph Redwood in case of my death. ( igned) OBADIAH BA.TES." Ralph took them to his room, locked himself in to pre vent interruption, and then read them The statement in the handwriting of Simon Larue made everything as clea r as noonday. The other papers substantiated it. When he went to st1pper the hou sekeeper handed him the missing envelope containing D esmond's letter to Simon Larue and the piece of torn lining bearing the initials "C. D." I was looking over your clothes during y our absence, Ral ph, to see if any of them needed mending," she ex plained .. "I :found a rent in the pocke t of your old jack et, and :fee l.mg around in the lining below it, I found that envelope. It may be the one you were inquiring about some time ago." "It is," replied the boy, delighted at recovering it. "I can now fasten the murder of old Simon on the righ t man," he breath ed to himself Late r on he hurried over to call on Nellie Gray. He found her in a state of great excitement and joy. She had jus t received a l etter f rom her :father expiaining the cause of his long and mysterious absence. It app eared that after leaving the tavern on the even inO" of Simon Larue's murder h e had be(-ln attacked and knocked out by two men in the dark. On regaining consciou s nes s he found himself aboard o.E a sloop in the St. Clair River. The vessel sa iled into Lake Huron, aiid thence to the big I sland of Grand Manitoulin, in the northwe stern part of Ontario, Canada, where h e was taken ashore and helcl a prisoner without any explanation. It s ubsequently appeared that this was a part of Mr. D esmond's scheme. He succeeded in making his escape and reaching a sma ll Canadian settlement, where he was taken ill, and was now recovering. He sen t the letter.to apprise his daughter of his where abouts. "But he will be arre s ted as soon as lie r eturns," said N el.li e tearfully. "Don't l et that worry you Nellie," r eplied Ralph beam ingly. "The real murderer will be in j ail to-morrow. I have found those proofs I spoke about, and I know the man they fit. Now I'll tell yo u a story that'll astonish you/' He at once explained everything to the girl. "And you are the heir of the Caxton Foundry?" she exclaimed in amazeme nt. "I am and I shall take steps to-morrow to establish my rights." "! am so glad!" s he exclaimed; but a moment after looked a bit sad. "You will be very rich, and then-and then-you won't want to:._to know me any more "Not want to lmow you, Nellie I he cried. "Don't you worry about that. I will !!ever go back on you as lon g as I live. You have been m:v best friend, as I have tried to be yours. I intended to win you for my wife some aay Well, I intend to do that sti ll. Prosperity isn't going to change me toward you. Will you care for me as much when I'm rich a s you have in the past?" "You know I will if you let me," s he replied blushingly. "And you will be my wife in the near future?" '.'Yes, if you wi s h me to." His an swer was to take her in his arms and kiss her tenderly, and so their engagement and troth was ratified that night in the little cottage near the River Road. Next morning, afte r making the neces sary arrangements for Obadiah Bates' fun\')ral, Ralph ca"lled on a prominent l awyer, told him his story, and gave him the documents in the case. The boy then called on the chief 0 police and bad an inteniew with him, handing him the envelope with the evi dcne:e conneding Mr De smond with the shooting of the money lend er A detective was Rent with Ralph to the .foundry office. Mr. Desmond was arrested at his desk, and the torn over coat and slouch hat found in his closet. He was taken to jail, where next day he w as served with papers b y Ralph 's legal adviser. An hour later h e was found dea d in his cell, having strangled himself with his pocket handkerchief. The newspapers, of course, were furnished with a big sensation, and Ralph's rea l namc--Jack Sterling-and his history were prominently set fortl1, with all the facts con nected with Desmond's criminal efforts to maintain his false position. When Rufus Gray got back to Detroit he was great l y astonished to learn of the money l ender's death, and that he had been hunted for as the murde rer An d he was also astoni R hed to learn that Ralph Redwood was the real owner of the Caxton Foundry. And now, reader, our tale is fini shed, an.cl we will drop the curtain having told all the facts about the rise of a young bridge builder from foundry boy to stee l prince THE END. R ead "'T'HE MISSING BOX OF BULLION; OR, THE BOY WHO SOLVED .N. WALL STREET MYS TERY," which will be the next number (210) of "Fame and Fortune Weekly." SPECIAL NOTICE: All back numb e rs of this weekl y a r e always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any news deal e r sand the price in money or postage stamps by mail to FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQU ATIE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies you order by return mail.
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This is the notation that goes with $1,650.56 worth of golden trinkets and money escheated to the State of California because there was no one in Monterey county or anywhere else to claim it. The trinkets were found with the remains dug up out of a burial ground near Monterey by entomologists. The bones were surrounded by personal property, part of which consisted of gold ornaments and some crude coins. A train running down the heavy grade of the Delaware Lackawanna and Western Railroad near Pocono Summit, June 19, stopped suddenly with a jar which almost threw the cars off the track. The fireman and conductor, climbing into the engineer's side of the cab to see what was wrong, found it vacant. A search revealed the body of Engineer M. C. Davis on the floor of a car loading platform close to the track. His h ead was crushed in. Evidently h e had been looking out of his cab when his head was caught between the hood of the platform and the cab window. His hand was on the air brake and as the body was jerked through the cab window it must have jammed the lever. forward and stopped the train. The great result of the work of this year carried on at Memphis, Egypt, by Prof. Flinders Petrie. under the auspices of the British School of Archreology has been the discovery of the palace of King Apries, the Pharaoh Hophra of the Bible, who was contemporary with Jeremiah, B. C. 629-588. Hitherto no palace has been known in Egypt other than the tower at Medinet Habu and some portions of a rather earlier date. The palace was 400 feet long and 200 feet broad, with a middle court 100 feet square. It was adorned with painted colum,ns forty feet high and surrounded with stone lined wans fifteen feet thick. The approach to the palace led up through a large mass of buildings to a platform at a height of aliout sixty feet above the plain. In the ruins scale armor, hitherto rarely found in Egypt, was discovered. Good bronze figures of the gods were also found. What Prof: Petrie describes as a su preme piece was the fitting of a palanquin of solid silver, a pound in weight, decorated with a bust of Hathor, with a gold face of finest workmanship of the time of Apries. The great gateway and immense walls descend deep into the mound, in dicating that there lie ruins of ve palaces built one over the other. Prof. Petrie prophesies that in six or eight years excavators might dig down to the earliest records of the Egyptian kingdom. The most precious cargo of live stock ever carried in west ern Canada arrived at Wainwright, Canada, in the forth of 341 buffaloes originally frOJil the Pablo herd in Montana, but now transferred from Elk Island Park at Lamont to Buffalo Park at this point. Apart from their commercial value, they repre sent a very large part of the few hundred bison remaining to represent the millions that a few years ago roamed the West ern plains. The transfer of 500 miles was a work of consider able difficulty and required a good deal of preparation antl foresight owing to the agility and strength of the animals. It was all carried out under the superintendence of Howard Douglas, Commissioner of Canadian Parks. So well was it organized that no accidents occurred during the loading : At Lamont an excited bull buf!alo gored a mate in the corral death being almost instantaneous. The only losses on the road were a young cow, which in anger choked herself to death, and a yearling that was exhausted when shipped and was trampled to death by the others in the car. The train o twenty-three cars of buffaloes excited the greatest attention en route, the entire population of some towns, seemingly, turning out, and when curiosity led them to tease an anima! they were rewarded with a kick against the side of a car that was heard a train length. When the buffaloes were unloaded in the new park here to-day they threw up their heels in the joy of free dom once more and started for the hills. JOKES AND JESTS. Towne-There was a spelling bee down at our church the other night. The pastor gav e out the words. Did you hear about it? Browne-No; was it interesting? Towne-Rather The first three words he gave out were increase," "pastor,' "salary." '"Rastus," said the neighbor, I'd like to borrow that mule of yours." "Goodness sakes, boss," was the rejoinder, "I'd like to 'commodate yow.; but l 's had some 'sperience wlf de law. If a man is 'spo nsible f oh de acts of his agent, an' I was to lend dat mule out, it wouldn't be no time befo' I was a. rested for assassination!" Dorothy's father is a militia colonel, and on a recent occa sion she saw him, in brave array, at the head of his regiment. How did you like your father in his uniform?" the colonel asked his small daughter that night. 'You looked handsomer than anybody else," said Dorothy, loyally, "and you held your head up as high. But I think they were mean not to let you have a drum to play on." A philanthropist," said the teacher, "is a person who exerts himself to do his feIIow men good. Now, if I were wealthy, children," she added, by way of illustration:, "and gave my money freely to all the needy and unfortunates who asked my aid, I'd be a--" She a'.'bruptly broke off to point at a boy in the rear. "What would I be, Tommy Saunders?" she asked, fixing him with eye. "A cinch!" shouted the young stu dent. Two Irishmen were digging a sewer. One of them was a big, strong man about six feet four inches in height, and the other one was a little, puny man about four feet six inches. The foreman came along to see how the work was progressing, and noticed that one of them was doing more work than the other. "Look here," he cried, "how is it that little Dennis Dugan, who is only your size, is doing nearly twice as much work as you, Patrick?" Glancing down to his partner, Pat replied: And why shouldn't he? Ain't he nearer to it?
28 FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. THE MANIAC AERONAUT By Paul Braddon. The Subject of the .feasibility of voyaging through the air from here to Europe, by means of a supposed easterly cur rent, has engaged the attention of numerous savants long before the abortive attempt tried some years ago. The efforts at solving this P.roblem have had the i:iffect of producing the usual number of monomaniacs on the subject -a result, unfortunately, atte.nding the inception of almost "No," replied he, still climbing, with the agility of an ape, from one rope to another. "You would be sure to tumble off. Ah! exclaimed he after a pause. "I've got the hole, out it is too large; I cannot mend it: We are doomed!" He uttered the last words in a prolonged wail, and sliding down the rope, descended into the boat where I was. "Doomed!" gasped I, turning pale as death. "Gone, forever gone!" murmured he, wringing his hands in the deepest agony. "All my fond hopes blasted. The experiment upon which I relied to crown my years of toil and labor with success has turned out to be a failure. Accursed balloon, I hate you!" He drew a long dagger from his vest as he uttered the last words and began to reascend the ropes. "What would you do?" cried I, horror-stricken by his every great discovery. actions. Among the P.ersons who thus sacrificed their reason on "Stab to the heart the infernal machine which has be-the altar of science was the late Dr. U--, one of my most trayed all my dearest aspirations." intimate friends. He laughed wildly as he shrieked rather than spoke these He an ardent believer in the possibility and also the words. practicability of trans-Atlantic air voyages, and in the course A new and horrible fear was added to the terror which al-of an animated discussion, which I had with him one day ready had taken possession of me. on the subject, said: "Desist!" cried I, catching hold of his legs. "The balloon "Why, Doctor, mark my words. T)le day will come when is rapidly descending; we may reach the surface of the ocean people will think no more of crossing the ocean in a balloon before it collapses. Our boat will sustain us, and perhaps than they now do of performing the voyage in a steamkeep us afloat until rescued by some passing vessel. Mad ship. The passage will be effecte,d in forty-eight hours, and man, would you destroy our last remaining chance of saving with greater safety and less inconveniences than by sea. I our lives?" wish I could get you to consent to take a trial trip with me "Yes," yelled he. "The world shall never know that I in my new balloon, the Albatross. I have had her built at have failed." my own expense of the most durable material, and with the Kicking himself free from my hold, he continued to latest improvements attached. It is my intention to start upward, while I, rendered jiesperate by the situation of af for Europe to-morrow morning at six o'clock precisely. I fairs, likewise ascended. Holding to the ropes with one hand, wish to demonstrate to the world practically that the thing I wound the other around his waist and sought to pull him "can be done, and if you wish to join me in the undertaking, down. and share the honor of being the first to make the trip, you What a terrible struggle it was! All alone in the dark will go along with me." night and in mid-air, clinging desperately to a damaged ball was ever of an adventurous spirit, and as I was then unloon; fighting, not for life, but for the privilege of prolong married and no particular tie bound me to earth, I, after ing it for perhaps a minute or two, with a furious maniac, some slight hesitation, consented to be a companion in the armed with a gleaming dagger. strange voyage which we were about to undertake. I am naturally a powerful man, but I was conquered by Precisely at six o'clock a. m. of the morning of March 15, the maniac. I felt the sharp blade enter my shoulder; I 18-, in the presence of upward of five thousand people, the uttered an ejaculatioi;i of pain, released my hold on my op monster balloon, the Albatross, containing Doctor U-and ponent and the balloon, and fell. myflelf, majestically arose from the Capitoline Grounds in Down, down I went. I seemed to be shooting through inBrooklyn. terminable space; ten thousand demons were shrieking in my At nightfall we were really sailing over the broad Atlantic, ears; a sea of flame y.ras lashing its lurid waves around me. at a height of at least two thousand feet above its surface, Uncomiciousness came to my relief, and I knew no more. in the direction of Europe When I recovered consciousness it was broad daylight, and Was the problem to be solved? Were we actually to be I found myself lying on the deck of a vessel. I had been the pioneers of tli.e new method of trans-Atlantic intercomdiscovered floating, insensible, in the wate r, and brought to munication? life again. It was with these thoughts that I resigned myself to sleep, I related the adventure through which I had passed as leaving Dr. t;_.:_ to watch during the first half of the night well as I could in the feeble condition in which I was, and How long I slept I do not know. I was awakened by a pecul iar hissing sound, like that of escaping steam. I sprang to my feet and called for the doctor. There was no answer, but I noticed that the balloon was descending with astonishing rapidity. I called again upon the doctor. This time I received a response. But it came from the distended globe of the balloon itself. I looked upward, and by the light of the full moon beheld my companion clinging to the corded network which surrounded the silken bag. "What are Y-OU doing up there?" cried I, alarmed at his perilous position. "There is a hole somewhere," said he, "and the gas is escaping. I am trying to find the orifice and close it." "Can I hel.ti you?" asked I. inquired for my companion. The crew had, however, seen nothing either of him or the balloon. Before the day was over however, both were picked up, the former a corpse, the latter with a long rent in its silken side. DUELINO IN THE DARK In such a life as mine one sees many dangers, necessarily so and the various perilous adventures passed through are apt to be of a nature constituting them either thrilling, hor rifying, exciting, or otherwise. i
FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 29 From the many through which I have passed I recall one "But I am no $hot," said I, knowing not what to say, but as standing out in startling relief from the rest from its very hoping to gain time, trusting to chance that something might singularity, the like having never been written of before turn up to aid me, for I was unarmed, and therefore at his to my knowledge. mercy. 1 In the fall of 1863 there came up from the South, Louisiana, I think, a party by the name of Colonel Le Moyne, who had lost a great amount of property in consequence of the war, and had saved from the bulk of his immense fortune only a mere pittance, perhaps sufficient to maintain him in a plain manner for the rest of his days if handled with care and fore thought. But what was such a scanty income to a man who had lived on the best in the land, drank the costliest of im ported wines, and entertained foreign noblemen in a princely manner? His losses preyed upon his mind greatly, a thing apparent to those who knew the man, and people said that his grief over the loss of his proud ,Position in the world would yet bring him prematurely to the grave. I lived near him, and we were soon on speaking terms, and from that came to visit one another, passing a pleasant !;lour over a cigar and a cheering glass of old wine. Mrs. Le Moyne, the colonel's wife, one of the stately, hand some old brunette ladles that are met with in bore the loss of wealth and station with much more serenity of mind than did her husband. "I am aware of the fact," blandly said the colonel, "and therefore I am going to give you an equal chance with myself. We are to fight this duel in the dark, and in this manner you, a novice, will have the same chance as myself." I gazed at him an instant, and then my worst fears were confirmed; the colonel's brain lhad been turned by his troubles, and I was alone with an insane duelist. As I gazed upon him he stepped up to the gas branch and placed his thumb and forefinger on the thumbscrew. "Catch!" he said, and threw one of the loaded revolvers toward me, and I caught it by the butt just as the light went out, leaving us in total darkness. "Ready! said the colonel, and then I made haste to change my base, not caring that he should fire upon me by remem bering my position. I had scarcely moved when the report of his revolver rang out. Trying to locate his position, I rapidly returned his fire, for I had fully made up my mind that it was my life or his, and I preferred bringing him down to being brought down myself. We, Mrs. Le Moyii.e and myself, conceived a great friendship A low chuckle came to my ears, and then 'the colonel fired for one another, and she, in an intelligent manner, recounted back. to me the incidents of several duels which her husband had It was a close shot, and buried itself in the wall close to taken part in, either as principal or second, and thus I learned my head. that the colonel was a noted duelist, who had wounded si;x: I placed my ear close to the .floor, and with my nerves strung men and killed one outright in the course of his life. up to their highest tension, listened intently. The colonel noted the friendship springing up between us, I cou1d then hear him crawling over the floor, which and although he made no remark upon it, I concluded that was carpeted with thick Brussels. it would be wisdom on my part to refrain from any particular I thought I had a good thing on him now, and when I attention to his wife. heard his clothing brushing over the carpet on my right I One day he sent a note to my house asking me to come rapidly fired two shots, about a foot apart from one another, around to him during the evening and have a chat. expecting that I might be able to hit but only a hollow I complied, and at about eight o'clock I called upon him. chuckle answered my shot, and I knew that I had missed him He admitted me personally, a thing that surprised me very again. much, but which was afterward accounted for. He made a better guess at my position, and when he fired "I'm all alone," he said, and I noticed at the time that his he clipped the hair from the top of my head. voice sounded strange and cold. "Come upstairs." I fired back as soon as I heard the report of his pistol, Wondering what had come over him to act thus, I followed and then he uttered a cry of agony, and I plainly heard hilll him upstairs and into a small room on the top floor of the fall to the floor. house. "Thank God!" I said. "At length I am out of danger!" I entered, and stared around me with surprise, for the apartI had no time to say more when the cunning madman, ment contained not a single article of furniture. who had been playing a clever trick upon me, fired with such It was lit up by a single gas-jet, and that was ver1dim. accuracy that he sent a bullet through the fleshy portion of The door snapped to with a sharp click, and ttirning, I bemy right arm. held the colonel glaring at me with blazing eyes. I yelled with pain, and he sent another shot at me, fortu"Mr. Clark/' he said in, his courteous and well-bred style, nately missing me, and he laughed outright with a wild "you have dared to cast your eye upon my wife, and--" burst of glee. "My dear sir," began 1."really this is an unjust accusa--" Enraged, I rushed upon him, guided J;lY the laughter, and "Silence! he roared, and his eyes began to roll fearfully. seized him in a reckless grasp, made desperate and heedless "I say that you have done me a foul wrong. There is a stain of consequences by my wou'nd. upon my honor, and the stain must be erased with blood!" I managed to knock the pistol from his grasp and flung "But, colonel--" him heavily to the floor, him down with a.. determined "Not a word, sir!" he cried as I attempted to speak. "Words grip. are empty, and will not wipe out the insult, the base stigma At that moment hasty footsteps ascended the stairs, the door that attaches to it. Villain, you have been brought here that was burst in, and Mrs. Le Moyne, accompanied by a police! might avenge the wrong you have done me!" man, who had heard the firing, rushed into the room, and the "Would you murder me?" I cried as he drew out with either bloodthirsty colonel was then secured and hauled away. hand a revolver from two side pockets. "Would you shoot me I He was placed in an asylum, and had the good fortune to down in my helplessness?" recover entirely from his temporary aberration, and we are "Shoot you down! Murder you!" cried the coloner:--''This now fast friends again; but I never look at the scar upon my is worse than an insult to a man who has fought a duels, arm without shuddering as I recall my unpleasant experience No, sir! You are to fight a duel with me!" tin dueling in the dark.
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