From foundry boy to steel king, or, The rise of a young bridge builder

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From foundry boy to steel king, or, The rise of a young bridge builder
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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,

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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. PAGE 4 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." PAGE 5 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." PAGE 6 ! 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 PAGE 7 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. PAGE 8 ! 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.

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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
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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 PAGE 25 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?" ; PAGE 26 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! PAGE 27 / 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. PAGE 28 t FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. 2'1 Fame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, OCTOBER 1, 1909. 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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?

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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. PAGE 31 These Everything I .! COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA I Books Tell You Ba""1 bok c.nsiste of sixty-four pages, printed on good paper, in clear type and neatly bound in .Jn attractive, illustrated cova. ilost of the books a1e also profusely illustrated, and all of the subjects treated upon are e xplained in such a simple manner that &JO' and. can thoroughly understand them. Look over the list as classified and see if you want to know anything about the subje<.11 mention ed. THESE BOOKS ARE FOR SALE BY ALL NEWSDEALERS OR WILL BE SENT BY MAIL TO ANY ADDRESS FROM THIS OFFICE ON RECEIPT OF PRICE, TEN CENTS EACH, OR ANY THREE BOOKS FOR TWENTY-FIVE OENTS. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY. Address FRANK TOUSEY, 24 Union Square, N.Y. MESMERISM. N6. 81. HOW TO :MESMERIZE.-Containing the most ap proved methods of mesmerism ; also how to cure all kinds of diseas es by animal magnetism, or, magnetic healing. By Prof, Leo Hugo Koch A. C. S., author of "How to Hypnotize," PALMISTRY. No. 82. HOW TO DO PALMISTRY.-Containing the most approved methods of reading the lines on the hand, together with a full explanation of their meaning. Also explaining phrenology, and the key for telling character by the bumps on the head. By Leo Hugo Koch, A. C. S. Fully illustrated. HYPNOTISM.' No. 83. HOW TO HYPNOTIZE.-Containing valuable and in tructive information r egarding the science of hypnotism .AJs. o explaining the most approved methods which are emplo yed by the lead i ng hypnotists of the world. By Leo Hugo Kgcb, A.C.S. SPORTING. No. 21. HOW TO HUNT AND FISH.-The most complete hunting and fishing guide ever published. It contains full intructions about gu ns, hunting dogs, traps, trapping and fishing, together with descriptions of game and fish. No. 26. HOW TO ROW, SAIL AND BUILD A BOAT.-Fully illustrated. Every boy should know how to row and sail a boat. Full instructions are given in this little book, together with in etructions on swimming and riding, companion sports to boating, No. 47. HOW 'l'O BREAK, RIDE AND DRIVE A HORSE.!A complete treatise on the horse. Describing the most useful horses for business, the best horses for the road; also V'lluable recipes for diseases peculiar to the horse. No. 48. HOW 'l'O BUILD AND SAIL CANOES.-A bandy book for boys, containing full directions for constructing canoes and the most popular manner of sailing them. Fully illu1trated. By O. Stansfield Hicks. roRTUNE TELLING. No. 1. NAPOLEON'S ORACULUM AND DREAM BOOK. Containing the great oracle of human destiny ; also the true mean ing of almost any kind of dreams, together wifh Charms, ceremonie!!, and curious games of cards. A complete book. No. 23 HOW 'l'O EXPLAIN DREAl\IS.-Everybody dreams, from the little child to the age d man and woman. 'l'his little book sives the explanation to all kinds of dreams, together with lucky and unlucky Jays, and "Napoleon's Oraculum," the book of fate. No. 28. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES.-Everyone is desirous of know i ng what his future life will bring forth, whether happiness or misery, wealth or poverty. You can tell by a glance at this little book. Buy one and be convinced. Tell your own fortune. Tell the fortune of your friends. No. 76. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES BY THE HAND.Containing rules for telling fortunes by the aid of lines of the hand, or the secret of palmistry. Also the secret of telling future events by aid of moles, marks, scars, etc. Illustrated, By A. Anderson. ATHLETIC. No. 6. HOW TO BECOME AN A'l'HLETE.-Giving full instruction for the use of dumb bells, Indian clubs parallel bars, ho rizontal bars and various other methods of developing a good, h ealthy muscle; containing over sixty illustrations. Every boy can become strong anJ healthy by following the instructions contained in this little book. No. 10. HOW TO BOX.-The art of self-defense made easy. Containing over thirty illustrations of guards, blows, and the differ ent positions of a good boxer. Every hoy should obtain one of these useful and instrnctive books, as it will teach you how to box witilout an instructor. No. 25. HOW TO BECOME A GYMNAST.--Oontain!ng full Instructions for all kinds of gymnastic sports and athletic exercises. Eml:>racing thirty-five illustrations. By Professor W. Macdonald. A handy and useful book. No. 34. HOW ro FENCE.-Containing full instruction for fen cing ancf the use of the broadsword; also instruction in arc hery. Described with twenty-one practical illustrations, giving the best positions in fencing. A complete book TRICKS WITH CARDS. No. 51. HOW TO DO TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Oontaining uplanations of the general principles of sleight-of-hand applicable t.o card tricks; of card tricks with ordinary cards, and not requiring 91eight-of-hand; of tricks involving sleight-of-hand, or the use of 1f1Cially prepared cards. B.u. Professor Haffner. Illustrated. N?. 72. HOW TO DO SIXTY TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Em bracmg all of the latest and most deceptive card tricks, with il lustrations. By A. Anderson. No. 77. HOW TO DO FORTY TltICKS WITH CARDS.Containi?I? deceptive Card Tricks aa performed by leading conjuror11 and mag1c1a.os. .Arrang e d for home amusement. Fully illustrated MAGIC. No. 2. HOW TO DO 'rRICKS.-The great book of magic and card tricks, containing full instruction on all the leading card tricks of the also most popular magical illusions as performed by lea?mg magicians ; every boy should obtain a copy\.of this book, as 1t will both amuse and instruct. No: 22. HO!V. 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HOW TO MAKE MUSl!:()AL INSTRUMENTS.-Full directions how to maki; a B!liljo, Violin, Zither, JEolian Harp, Xyl PAGE 32 'l:::===========================::::=i===============================' THE STAGE. No. 41. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK ENl> MEN'S JOKE BOOK.-Containing a great variety of the latest jokes used by the moat famous end men. No amateur minstrels is complete without this wonderful little book. No .. THE OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKER.f:ontammg a varied assortment of titump speeches, Negro, Dutch and Irish. Also end mcn'a jokes. Just the thing for home amuse 111ent and amateur sho'7s. No. 45. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK MINSTREL GUIDE AN D JOK}j] BOOK-Something new and very instructive. Every .boy should obtain this book, as it contains full instruction& for or _p.nizing an amateur minstrel troupe. No. 65. MULDOON'S JOKES.-This is one of the most original jok e books ever published, and it is brimful of wit and humor. It contains a large collection of songs, jokes, conundrums etc. of T errence Muldoon, the great wit, humorist, and practical' of the day. Every boy wbo can enjoy a good substantial joke should obtain a copy immediately. No 79. H<;>W TO BECOME AN ACTOR.-Containing com plete mstructtons how to make up for various characters on the 1tage; together with the .duties of the Stege Manager, Prompter S cenic Artist and Property Man. By a _prominent Stage Manager'. No 80. GUS WILLIAMS' JOKE BOOK.-Containing the lat est jokes, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renowned and ever popular PAGE 33 . .Latest .Issues ,__ "WILD WEST WEEKLY" A MAGAZINE CoNTA.INlNG STORIES, SKE'CHES, ETC., oF \\iESTERN LurB COLORED COVERS 32 p AGES PRICE D CENTS 353 Young Wild West Trailing a Treasure; or, A Mystery of 3p8 Young Wild West Corraling the Road Agents; or, Arietta. 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