Hal, the hustler, or, The feat that made him famous


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A. puft' of wind lurched the yacht. The girl feil into the lake. "I'll try to save her!" Bal yelled to his friends. Then be dove down from the cliff and disappeared in the water-..It was a dangerous feat. i

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Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES, O;F BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY lined Weel'd11-B11 Sub acriptt on IJ.50 per 11ear. Entered accord ing to Act o f Congreu, in the _,ea r :l91, in the o,OIH of Me UfforlM of CongreH, W aahington, D. C bl/ Frank Tous e11, Publiaher, :U Union Bquare, N.-o York, N o 2 1 7 NEWI YORK NOV EM B E R 2 6 1909. PRICE 5 CENTS HAL THE HUSTLER OR, THE FEAT THAT MADE H I M FAMOUS By A SELF;.MADE MAN CHA PTER I. INTRODUCES HAL THE HUST LE R "Gee! That's a big pile of seaweed you've hauled from the shore to day, Hal," said Fred Tickn o r "Who's been helping you?" "No one," replied Hal Harper, a good-l ouking, sta l wart boy of eighteen, as he kept on emptying the farm cart of its load of seaweed, which was h igh l y prized by the in that vicinity as a fertilizer. "Do you mean to say that you 've done all t hat w o rk yourself?" "I have." "By gracious I You're a hust l er for fair "A :fellow has got to hustle to get along in th i s world .'! "I don't wonder they you Hal the Hustler in the village. I always said you could do as much w ork as any two boys I know; b ,ut I'll bet there aren't any two boys around here -who could get that pile of seaweed up here from the beach in the same time as y ou 've done it a ll by yourself." "Yes, they could, if ihey put their minds down to it. I haven't monkeyed away any of my time looking at the water, and wishing I was out on it, instead of driving the team to and fro and loading and unloading the weed. The storm of the day before yesterday landed an unusua l amount of seaweed onthe beach. I gathered it into piles yesterday afternoon, and made up my mind to get i t all i n to -day. Well, that is the last load:" "That shore line of yours is pretty val ua ble in some respects, ain't it?" said Fred. I "Yes, it's a good thing to have. "By the way, Hal, do you know the;e's a reven u e c utter at anchor in Coveport harbor?" "No. I didn't hear anything about it. When did she come?" "Earl y this afternoon. ,It's a wonder you didn't see her, for y o u were down on the beach off and on all day." "I d id notice a small, ;rakish-looking steamer coming up the coast abou t two o'clock, when I was loading up the cart on the beach, but I. had no idea she was a revenue cutter. When I returned for anot her load she wasn't i n sight." "She must have put into the harbor while you we.oe away from the shore." "Well, there fan't anything extraordinary in a revenue cutter putting into Ooveport. It isn't the first time suck a thing has happened "No; but they sar so much Canadian whiilky and fine French cognac has been introduced into this State duty free that the Government is going to make a determined effort to stamp the business out." "They've been trying to do that :for some time, but haven't been very suecessful." "My father said at the supper table to-night that it is now generally suspected that the smugg l ers have a rendezvous somewhere hi this vicinity." "It is possib l e they have," replied Hal, pitching out the last of the weed on the big heap near the barn. Then he spra n g out of the cart with his pitchfork in his h a nd.

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2 HAL THE HUSTLER. "I should think the reve nu e officeTs would be able to guise to watch on the sly. As long as the shore accomfind it out." pliccs are able to spot the revenue men, and keep track "You may gamble on it they've been trying to, but they of their movements, the smugglers possess a big advantage. haven't made a single arrest that .l have heard of," replied It is an easy matter for those in with the smugglers to Hal, starting to lead the horse and cart up to the door keep the illicit traders informed by telegraph of the aitof the barn. uation at any particular point, as long as the Government Fred followed. shows its hand," said Hal, filling a basin with water and "The liquor couldn't very well be landed and disposed :proceeding to wash his face and hands, preparatory to of without the s mugglers had accomplices somewhere along going into the house for his supper shore," he said. It was now dark, although a starlit aky rendered large "Of course. That's what they've got." objects in the immediate vicinity dimly vJsible. "They must be pretty slick individuals, then." El'.al was practically thrnugh for the day; though there "They have to be slick to avoid discovery," answered were a few chores to be done after supper .. Hal, proceeding to take the stout horse out of the shafts. The farm, which was the property of his mother, eon"I can't see how they manage to sell the stuff without sisted of about sixty acres of fairly good land, the man being found out, especially as it's against the law to sell agement of which devolved on Hal, who was assisted by liquor in this State." a hired hand named Jonas Kingsley. "I know you can't," la u g hed Hai, leading the hor.;;e into Jonas was considered as one of the family, as he had the barn. "If you could understand how it's done others worked on the place for many years, long before Hal's co;: l d too, and then the ga11\e would be up." father died. But doesn t it stand to reason that somebody would be He was honest and faithful, and was, therefore, con-likely to give them away in order to get the reward the sidered invaluable. Government would, pay after selling at auction the eon. What he didn't know about farming was hardly worth facatecl liquor?" said Fred, followin9 Hal into the barn. considering. "There are evidently no traitors m the business," re-He had instructed Ha in all the fine points of the plied Hal, clumping a mesa oi oats in the animal's manger. business, so that the boy was fully capable of looking after the coast guard and the revenue men who have his mother's interests. been watching the (l(Jast for weeks it would seem almost Nevertheless, Hal's heart was not wrapped up. fo a impossible for the smugglers to land their cargo." bucolic life. "Oh, there are scores of creeks and coves, not speaking of the big estuaries, with their numerous islands, where He had other ambitions which he stifled for the present for his mother's sake. a landing could be made on a dark night successfully, after the shoi'e people in league with the smugglers had made He longed for a wider sphere of action than that assosure that none of the re;enue officers was around." ciatecl with a tiller of the soil. "But my father says that it is known for a fact that There was really little money in farming in New Eng most of the smuggling is done in this neighborhood," said land Fred. A living, with a little set aside each year for the future, "I have heard so, too; but I hardly thought it could was the best that the occupation afforded be a fact, for it seems to ine that it would show lack Hal subscribed for a number of high-class papers and of strategy on the smugglers' part to confine their operamagazines, and a close study of these kept him, to some tions to any one locality," replied Hal, getting ready to extent, in touch with the busy worl'd. close the barn for the night, "-particularly when they have The boy dreamed of making his fortune some day in such an extensive line of shore to pick and choose from some line that had no connection whatever with :farming. "They may have some special reason for keeping in this He was ambitious to make his mark in life in a proneighborhood," sai d Fred. "The fact that the cutter has nounced way, and he possessed all the qualities that lead anchored in the bay would show that the Government to success. has its eye on this part oLthe shore." He always worked with such a vim, and accomplished "Wouldn t that show lack of strategy on the part of the more than w)ls expected of him, that he was regarded as Government?" the boss hustler o( the county. "How?" Every one who knew him spoke of him as Hal the "Why, the presence of the cutter here would cause the hustler, and many predicted that some day he would besmugglers to lie low as long as she remained in the neigh -come an important factor in the world. borhood, don't you think?" "Come in, Fred, and watch me eat," said Hal, after he "That's right The idea never occurred to me," said had finished his toilet. "If you hadn't al:r:eady nac1 your Fred, following his companion to the house "However, supper I would ask you to share mine it would have one good effect Fred accompanied him into the big kitchen, which did "What's that?" duty as a general living-room, and said "good evening" "It would put a stop to the smuggling." to Mrs. Harper, who was taking Hal's supper out of the "For the time being. It would probably begin again aR oven and placing it on the table. soon as the cutter departed. What the Government ought Hal's sister, Mary, was tidyil)g up the room, and she to do is to keep the cutter at a distance from the suspected and Fred exchanged greetings, apparently deliglited to see local i ty, and then send a number of officers here in diseach other.

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HAL THE HUSTLER. 8 In fact, Fred thought a whole lot of Mary, and the girl seemed to reciprocate the feeling. Fred talked more with Mary than he did with Hal, and the subject of the Rmugglers not renewed. When Hal :finished his supper Fred said he guessed it was time for him to go. 'He li\ 'ed in Coveport, which was about a mile away by the road. His father was cashier of the village bahk, and owned stock in it, consequently, the Ticknors were looked upon as persons of some importance in the place. Fred attended the high school in the neighboring town of Solon, riding to and fro on horseback, and his parents expected to send him to Bowdoin College. He was a nice, gentlemanly boy, and a warm friend of Hal's. After the depa1ture of Fred, Hal attended to sundry chores that had been left undone by Jonas Kingsley, who had gone to the village to call on a sick friend. He noticed that the wind had changed around to the southeast, and that the heretofore bright sky was clouding over at a rapid rate. "Looks as if another. storm was brewing yonder," Hal said to himself, glancing to'\Vard the east and south. "That means another harvest of seaweed for us. Well, I can ilispose of all that comes our way. I dare say I'll be able to spare Farmer Brown a few loads this spring. He's been after me for the last month about it, and I should like t9 oblige him." He finished his work and entered the house. by which time the wind was moaning through the patch of woods that stood between the meadows and the shore, and bear ing to the house the low cadence of the surf on the beach, half a mile distant. Hal's room was on the second story at the back of the house, facing the ocean. When he turned in the rain was beating against the window panes, and the prospect outside was as black as ink. The wind had increased and was whistling around the eaves of the building.1 "This is a night when a fire feels good," the boy said to himself, looking at the little round stove which heated his room, as he undressed. "I love the water, but I don't think I'd care to be out yonder to-night. The wind is blowing dead ashore, and that makes the coast a lee shore. The coast patrol will have a nice time of it on the beach. I don't envy them their job. They earn every dollar of their wages. Seems to me this would be a good night for the smugglers to land a cargo of liquor in some sheltered cove, where they could run a small sloop in and lie snug till the wind changed in the morning. If they could get rid of their stuff under c,over of darkness and the gafo they need not iear discovery when daylight came and showed them up. There's just such a cove on the east boundary line of our property. A skipper who knew the lay of the coast hereabouts as well as I do ought to be able to run a small fore-and-after in there in 'most any kind of weather." Hal jumped into bed and cuddled down under the clothes with a feeling of great satisfaction. "I must look at my rabbit traps first thing in the morning before I do anything else," he thought. "l ought to find several fat prizes awaiting me. If I like one dish more than another it is stewed rabbit." Lt:1.lled to repose by the wind and rain, he soon fell asleep, and his last thoughts were about the rabbits that he hoped would be snared. Hal was a sound sleeper, and rarely ever woke up before his usual hour for turning out in the morning. Something, however, aroused him this night, and he sat up in bed and listened. The wind was howling worse than ever, and the rain was pelting the glass. "What in thunder was it awoke me?" he muttered sleepily. He was about to lie down again when the sound .of a cannon broke upon his ear. The wind bore it in from the sea and flung it against the house. The window sashes rattled loudly from the "What in creation does that mean?" Hal asked himself in a puzzled voiGe. It seemed a most extr,aordinary circumstance to the boy. At that moment another report came booming over the water, shaking the window as before. Hal jumped out of his bed and looked at the little clock. The hour was half-past three. He-..peered out of the window, but the darkness was so intense that his face was reflected in the ebony There were no further reports and he went to bed again, wondering what the meaning of it all was. CHAPTER II. THE STRANGER ON THE SHORE. A gray sky with heavy rainclouds scudding across it greeted Hal's vision when he looked out of the window soon after daylight. A gray mist hid the sea, and made the little woods look unreal and ghostly against the background of the dull sky. A strong breeze drove the mist in wisps over the fields and brought the roar of the breakers with it. The prospect was decidedly bleak and uncomfortable, and 'most any other boy would have returned to bed for another nap and left the rabbit traps till the day wa.s fairer. When ;Hal made up his mind to do anything he did it if it was possible of accomplishment. Having decided to inspect his rabbit traps that morn ing, he was not to be deterred by the unpromising outlook of the weather. The gale appeared to have blown itself out, and he believed it would soon clear up At any rate, he hurried into bis clothes, putting on a thick pea jacket and donning a soft, wide-brimmed hat. Going down to the kitchen, be opened up the draughts in the stove, yhook it -down and put on more coal. Then he fetched a tin pail of water, did a fevr othe1 things, and finally started for the woods. The long grass in the fieldi was soaking wet, and what little be could see of the hillside, that rose at one point abruptly into the cliffs the little cove form-

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4 HAL 'l'HE HUSTLER. ing the northeasterly boundary of the farm, seemed to steam in the cold light of the morning He found the first trap empty, and the second also The other eight, which he had set overnight, were all among the low sand hills along the shore As he tramped toward them, peering through the drizzling rain and mist, he suddenly came upon a man in the dim mysterious loneliness of dawn. At first he seemed a dark blot in the sea fog, but as the drifting mist alternately revealed and obscured his burly figure, Hal felt it prudent to stop : where he was until he bad ascertained the identity of the man. He appeared to be a stranger, and, therefore, could have no business on the shore at daybreak. To the left it lay silent and deserted for miles, skirted by precipitous that extended eastward from the cove. To the right it wound around a jutting point and "'.idened into the bay of Coveport It was all of a two-mile walk to the village along the shore, while it was only a mile by road from the end of the lane. No inhabitant of that locality would choose the beach route und er such weather conditions when he could have taken the road. One thing that aroused Hal's suspicions was that the man acted strangely. He seemed afraid of something or somebody, for he glanced continually about him, and always in the direc tion of the village. Hal dodged behind a rock close at hand and continued to watch the stranger, for such the boy was satisfied he was. At the light grew a bit stronger Hal npticed that his clothes looked damp and sodden, as if he"d been in the All at once he stooped and grasped something that lay in the sand at his feet. As he hoisted it on his shoulder Hal saw it was an oblong box, of dark wood, clamped with brass at the corners. With another look in the direction of Coveport, he strode noiselessly away toward the cove and the cliffs, vanishing in the mist. ( Hal thought it was his duty to follow the stranger and direct him to Coreport At any rate his rabbit traps lay in that direction, so he wouldn t be going much, if anything, out of his way in r endering the man a service. With that purpose in view he started toward the cove. The mist was thinning out and it was brighter. Three steps took him to the spot the stranger had just vacated, and Hal, who was blessed with an observing eye, saw something darl< lying on the sand. He stopped and picked it up. It was a small pocketbook, fl.at and thin, damp with sea water. "The man must have lost that," thought Hal. "I'll give it to him when I come up with him." He dropped it into his pocket and proceeded. Although Hal nustled in order to overtake the stranger he saw no sign of him. "He must have left the shore and cut across the fie}ds," thought the boy when he saw the cliffy entrance to the cove looming up ahead through the mist, "otherwise I ought to have overtaken him before this. Well, if he's done that he's bound to strike the road, and then if he keeps on eastward he'll see, Caleb Gaulder's farmhouse, and he can crave Caleb's hospitality. Well, I'll go as far as the rocks and if I don t meet him I'll turn back and look after my traps." Hal went as close to the entrance of the cove as the high tide permitted The stranger was nowhere in sight. "That settles it. Back I go," said Hal. He returned along the sand Hilla and presently something jumped in the sand in front of him-something brown and furry, but all draggl e d and rubbed the wrong way. He knelt on one knee, opened the jaw s of the trap, dealt swiftly and mercifully with the poor little creature, and passed on to the next. By the time he had visited all the traps, and bad two raLbits to show for his early morning's exertions, it was broad daylight. The rain had stopped altogether, the clouds were break I wonder who the thunder that chap is?" Hal asked ing up, the mist was almost gone, and be could see the himself, as he looked in the direction taken bji the man. s hore quite distinctly as far as the point. "He certainly doesn't belong around here. What could Almost on the western boundary line of his mother's have brought him to this lonesome stretch of beach, and property be made out a dark object that looked like the why is he going toward the deserted cove instead of to wreck of a small craft. the village?" With the rabbits in his hand he started toward it, conThose were questions the boy couldn't answer. vinced now that his speculations concerning the stranger "He looks as if he'd come out of the sea not a great were correct while ago," he mused. "Maybe some craft was wrecked As he approached he saw several men stanCl.ing about it, on this beach in last night's gale and be belonged to her. and one outlined on top of the bows. That would account for his presence here, and also for In a few minutes he was able to make them out clearer. his having that box in bis possession. Probably it contains One of them wore the undress uniform of a naval officer something of value belonging to him which be managed in the> American navy, while the others were attired alike to save from the wreck. If that idea is correct he would as naval seamen. seem to be the sole survivor. Assuming then that he is Hal's approach was observed, and when he came up he unacquainted w .ith the shore would account for his going was accosted by the .officer. toward the cove instead of tOward the harbor, since he "You're out early, young man," he said. "Been rabprobably took that course at random, not being aware that biting, I see. Do you liv e near here?" there was a village close by in the other direction." "Yes, sir. This wreck is on the edge of our farm, which Having s ummed the matter up to his own sat isfaction, extends eastward as far as the cove," replied Hal.

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HAL THE HUSTLER. "I suppose you picked. up those rabbits in yonder woods?" "No, sir; I got them from the traps I set y<;:sterday eve-ning along the low sand hills at the back of the beach." "How long have you been on the shore?" "Nearly an hour, I should think." CHAPTER III. A DISCOVERY. "You h;,wen't seen any one on the beach, have you?" Hal reached home much later than he intended, and "Yes, sir. I saw one burly-looking man, evi. dently a found that his mother and sister had breakfast almost stranger in this locality, on the beach when I first came ready. down. He looked as if he had been in the water, and I He hung the brace of rabbits on a nail outside the came to the conclusion that some vessel had been wrecked kitchen door. in last night's gale ancl that he was, perhaps, the only "I didn't intend to be away so l ong, mother," he said, survivor." when he walked into the kitchen; "but I met with quite The officer looked interested at this bit of information. an adventure on the beach, and that detained me." "Which way was he heading?" "'l'ell us about it," said his sister) her curiosity aroused. 1 For the cove; but he didn't go there, for the tide is too "First of all tell me, did either of you hear any cannon high for any one to make his way around the rocks, so I shots early this morning in the direction of the ocean?" suppose he must have gone across the fields to the road." he said. "Thank you for the information, young man. It is Neither of them had heard anything of the kind. what I wanted. Corne, my men, follow me. Will you "Well, I was awakened by them, and at the time won-kindly show us how we can reach the road from here?" dered what they meant. I know all about i t now. 'l'he "Certainly," replied Hal, as they started off. revenue cutter, whichi arrived at Coveport yesterda.y aft" What is your name? asked the officer. ernoon, discovered a sldop close to the Chimney early this 1Hal Harper. Did the man come ashore from this morning, and failing to overhaul her chased her ashore wreck?" She lies a wreck on the western edge of our property. "He did. We he is one of the smugglers we are One of the presumed smugglers escaped, but the others after. His companions were probably lost when the sloop are supposed to have lost their lives. I saw the chap to the came ashore, since you say he was alone." eastward 'of the woods when I first reached. the beach, and "One of the smugglers!" ejaculated Hal, in surpriae. "ls noted that he was a stranger in these parts. I didn't fancy that so? Then you belong to the revenue cutter that came his looks, what little I saw of them, and did not discover into Ooveport yesterday afternoon." myself to him. He had a small brass-bound box with him, ."I am one of her office'.rs." and after he had vanished in the mist I didn't see him "And that firing I heard this morning about three again; but I'll warrant I'd know him if I ever saw him o'clock-can you explain that?" again." "I can. We received information that a smuggling ves-Hal then described his meeting with the naval officer would be off thi s neighborhood las t night, and after dark and his boat's crew, and how the former had told him we steamed out, keeping off and on, on the lookout for about the attempt made by the cutter to capture the suaher. We caught sight of a sloop in the vicinity of that pected smuggler. island out yonder called the Chimney, and suspecting she "He was anxious 'to overtake the man I saw on the was our game, chased her. We fired our heavy for'ard gun beach, so I guided him and his party to the road, where as a signal for her to heave to, but she paid no attention. I left them a few minutes ago," concluded the boy. 'rhen we threw a shell across her bows. If had no effect. By the time he had :finished his story breakfast was We fired several times after that, but owing to the heavy ready, and the hired man was called iii to take his usual o:leas running and the mist we failed to hit her. She steered place at the table. away from the Chimney and headed straight for the beach. During the meal Hal told him the story he had 'already We foflowed her in as near as we dared go, and saw her related to his mother and sister go ashore and break up partially. The surf looked too "Smugglers, eh?" said Kingsley. "There's been a lot heavy for a boat to face, so we hauled off and returned of talk about them of late. People say they've landed to Coveport. I was then ordered to bring a boat's crew a number of cargoes of brandy and other liquors in, this down by way of the beach. We arrived in time to see a neighborhood within the last six months, but I doubt it. man, similar in appearance to the one you have described They may have landed one, perhaps two, but I guess to me, jump from 1.he bows of the wreck on to the bf:lach, that's the sum total of their I don't see how with a small box on his shoulder, and disappear in the fog. they could have done much. for I know there have been We gave him chase, but failed to see him again." several revenue men here for some weeks on the watch, "The man I saw nad a small brown box with brass corner and it would have been next to impossible for them to run pieces," said Hal. a cargo on the coast hereabouts without discovery. You "I am satisfied he is the same man," replied the can see yourself how sharp the Government people are lieutenant. "He is doubtless aiming to reach the shelter when they nailed that sloop, according to your account, afforded by the home of one of his friends in this vicinity. this morning, and it was a night !or the smugglers. We must try and cut him off if we can." You can take my word for it, :f!:al, that this smuggling Hal led the party by the shortest possible route to the business is greatly exaggerated." road, and there bade the officer good-by as he and his The news of the running asho r e of the alleged smugmen started eastward at a rapid pace. gler by the cutter was soon known to nearly every in -

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6 HAL THE HUSTLER. habitant of Coveport, and, of course, tl,iat was the main topic discussed in the village that morning. Naturally, Fred Ticknor heard about it, and seized upon it as a good excuse to come over to the Harper farm as soon as he returned from Solon that afternoon. Of course, he judged that by 'that time his friend knew as much or more on the subject than he could tell him, but the opportunity to see Mary Harper so soon again was not to be neglected. He was not aware of the part Hal had played in con nection with the matte! and was surprised when he heard his friend's stoly. "So you actually met one of the smugglers?" he said, in a tone of some eagerness. "I ran across the sole survivor of the sloop that the cutter chased ashore," replied Hal. "Whether he's a smug ler, and the sloop was engaged in that business isn't estab lis hed to my knowledge beyond a reasonable doubt. If the sloop r e ally was a smuggler it seems to me all evi dence again st her has been swallowed up by the sea. As for the man I saw on the shore, if he has been, or should be, captured, it will be up to the Government to produce evidence against him before he can be' punished as a smuggler." "But the li e utenant in command of the cutter received word that a fast sloop called the La Reine des Mers left a certain Canadian port yesterday morning with a cargo of brandy and whisky aboard, and that, though she had cleared for Bost on, she really intended to land the liquor .somewhere along the coast of thi s State near Chimney Island last night if conditions were favorable. Well, a craft answering her description was diseovered off the Chimney, as you know and refused to lay to when s ignaled to do so. That, of itself, is suspicious enough to stamp her character in my mind. Well, she went ashore and one man escaped from her. His connection with the chased sloop ought to be enough to show that he's one of the smugglers," said Fred, nodding his head in a way that intimated he didn't think there could be any doubt on the subject "All right, let it go at that. There is no use of our continuing the argument until we hear something more about the matter from an authoritative source Go in now and talk to sis. I've got a job to do," replied Hal, turning away and walking over to the barn. O n the following morning the cutter left Coveport and sailed back the way she had come, and it was known that her commanding officer had not captured the man Hal saw on H1e shore As the Government sleuths, who had been hanging around the neighborhood for some time, were seen to take a westbound train at Solon over the W asbington County Railroad, it was judged that the revenue officials believed that the destruction of the sloop marked the end .of the liquor smuggling, for the present at least. Th_ e loss of the sloop and the escape of the sole sur vivor interested the inhabitants of Coveport and vicinity for at least a week, and then began to talk about other things. Even Fred Ticknor, who had been much worked up on the subject, ceased to refer to it any more, and adopted some other excuse to call at t11e Harper farm. Hal was about the only one who st ill thought about the smuggling incident. For several days after that eventful morning he haunted the beach around flood tide. He was looking for evidence to establish the sloop as a smuggler. She was alleged to have been loaded with both barrels and cases of liquor. The barrel s were understood to contain whisky, and the cases bottle s o f imported French cognac. In his opinion one or more of the barrels ought to come ashore through the action of the waves, ana perha.ps some of the bottl es, as many of the cases would have ..... been broken through the wreck. While these things could not be expected to fl.oat near the surface, still it was by no means unreasonable to ex pect them to be rolled Up by the tide. The only things that did come ashore were pieces of the wreck. One afternoon Hal found her stern board on the beach, and on this he traced her name in faded white letters, La Reine des Mers_:which is French for Queen of the Seas, a rather high-sounding title for so small a crait. Next morning a life-buoy, with the same name painted in small black letter$ on it, came ashore while Hal was on the spot. Not 1.he ghost of a barrel or a bottle, even an empty broken one, showed up. Nothing but plain wreckage in the shape of planks and cordage, and Hal laid claim to and carted them all away on the ground that they landed on hi
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HAL 'l'HE HUSTLER. 7 'l'he afternoon was cloudy and the wind blew strong off-times, and they succeeded in capturing only one more shore. fish, though he was a big follow. _,. '11he ocean was alive with white caps, but not what "I'll bet they're all in near the island," growled Fred. a sailor would call rough. "That shows remarkable intelligence on their part, for It was really an ideal day for an experienced fisherman they're out of danger there-no one can get at them," i.o pick up a load of the finny tribe on the ground they laughed Fred. haunted, and Hal had the business down as fine as any "H's a shame we can't go closer in." one who made it their occupation "We can, but as the tide is low it would be risky to Later on, when the mackerel got that :far east, by which attempt it." time they would be in fine condition, Hal went out nearly "I'd like to make a landing on that island." every day and caught a big load, for they swarmed about "Oh, there's nothing to see." Chimney 1.Jand, and sold them in Solon at a big profit, "There's the chimney and the twins." sometimes getting as mnch as a quarter apiece for the best "You can see them from here." of i.hem at wholeale. "I'd like to get a close view of them." Whatever attraction Chimney Island had for fish, cer"People, like children and always yearn for what tain it is whenever there were any in that water they is just out of their reach." could be found around the island if nowhere else. "Thanks. Do you compare me to a child or a cat?" At piesent fish were scarce in that neighb,orhood, but "Present company always excepted. By the way, if Hal never failed to catch a good mess for the house, and you. want to get a closer view of the chimney ancl the for Fred to take home with him. twins get my glass out of the cabin and take a peep It didn't take long for the boys to get afloat, and at them with a single reef in the mainsail the boat was soon "Have you got a glass aboard?" asked Fred, eagerly heading foi. the island, which lay about five miles off "Since when did you get it?" shore, and was remarkable for nothing but the tall white "I bought it the last time I was at the village." shaft of rock; reseml:>ling a factory from which Fred got the and focussed the chimney with it, it took its name. and then the two rocks on the edge of the isl and called The waters immediately around the island, extending the twins. to perhaps half a mile in a circle, were known to be ex-1 "This is a fine glass. Yop can see bangu p with it. It ceedingly perilous for a navigator to venture into even in brings things out as clear as crystal. There are three men a small craft with as light a draught as a catboat. on the island There were shoals and sunkenrocks everywhere, form-"What!" cried Hal. "Let me see." ing the submerged part of the island itself, which would lie took the glass and looked. have had an extensive area had all of it been above the "By George! So there are. I wonder how they got surface. there? Must have rowed out in a skiff, and that's a pretty b There were channels all through the dangerous ground, ig row. but fishermen and others who had attempted to follow "I should say it was. It's all of five m iles.. I'd rather them .in an effort to land on the island, found they led walk that than row it any day nowhere, like cul de sacs, and not infrequently came to Hal continued to inspect the islan d grief in their efforts to extricate themselves after they Suddenly he saw a large sail boat shoot out apparently once got within their influence through a wall of rock and head to the southward. Hal was well acquainted with the dangers of the local"Look, Fred, look!" he exclaimed. "There's a good-ity, and never ventured nearer than a quarter of a mile sized sailboat coming directly from the island." of the island at the most, and usually kept further out. "I see her, and yet everybody says that nothing larger Once he took chances after a shoal of mackerel that than a rowboat can reach the isl and You've sai d so your .fled toward the Chimney, 'and nearly lost his boat and his self a dozen times." life as well. "I know I have A score of fishermen have tried it from He never forgot the narrow shave he experienced, and every point of the compass and failed. So have I tried it ever after let the mackerel go rather than take desperate after a fashion. There, she's tack i ng to the east Those chances aga in. chaps-I see two men on board-have evidently discovered O n this particular afternoon, Ha l the boat on a channel somehow br they coul dn't have reache d the is the edge of the o uter shoals, and he and Fred threw out land.,, their lines During the first hour tliey had few bites, and our small fish. were the sum total they landed during that time. "This is tiresome," remarked iFred at length. "What is the matter with the fish to day? It is just the kind of afternoon they ought to bite." "Maybe we're in a bad spot," rep l ied Hal. "We' ll pull up the anchor and go further to the east." This they did, but with no bet t er results. During the second hou r they altered thei r pos i tion t h r e e "She has tacked again," said Fred "A short one, for there she goes to the eastward once more. Now she's tacked to the southeast." That brought the strange boat within an e i ghth o f a mile of the spot where they were a n chored. As she came around in a .semicirde and headed to t he east and north, Hal raised the glass to his eyes again. He caught a view of the men in the boat One was a young man while the other was square-built, with a mustache and imperia l.

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HAL THE HUSTLER. H al uttered an exclamation of surpr ise as hi s gaze re s ted on the bur l y one. He was the dead image of the st r anger he had en countered on the shore th e morning that the .La Reine des Mers was c hased ashore by the revenue cutter. CHAPrrER IV. HAL IIAS SOME IDJ.:AS. "Wha t's the matter, Hal?" asked Fred. "Nothin g much," replied H a l evasively, "onl y I think I have seen one of the chap s in that boat b efore." "If you know him you could him to giYe you the bearings of the channel, so we could go 1o the island our selves." "I don t know him. I sa id I though t I had seen bim before." "At any rate, you know in a general wa.y where the channel i s-I mean the direction from the island." "I doubt if that would help any. I took note of the way in which the boat tacked about, and that showed me that one i;nust know it s course well in order to follow it." "Well, th a t boat haa establi shed th e fact that there is. a chan nel that leads direct to the island. "There 's no doubt about that. Come now, the sun i s getting low; we must try and get a couple of of fish or we shall have come out here for nothin g," r eplied Hal, turning his attention to his lin e once more. He pulled it in and found a couple of fish securely hooked. "That is-n t so bad," he said, as he started to take theih off the line, Fred pulled his line in and found one fish on the l ast hook. "By the way, Hal," he said after a little while. "i sa w three men on the island, only two of them sailed away from it." "How do you know that? The other man might have been in the cabin," replied Hal. "That 's so. I didn't think of that." "You want t o learn to think if you expect to get on in this world." "That's right. Say, what do y-0u suppose brought those men to the Chimney?" "How. can I answer that question? I'm not a mind read er. They may have gone there to test the clrannel." "I hope they'll publish their knowledge for t he ben efit of others." "They may, and again they may not," replied Hal, who couldn't help thinking about the man he had r ecognized in the boat. Ther e was little doubt in his mind that he was the survivor of the wreck of the La Reine qes Mers, and the stranger he bad met on the shore. If .he really was a smuggler then his presenc e at the Chimney might mean a whole lot. He remembered that the revenue officer had said that the cutter discovered the sloop in the neighborhood of the island. If this alleged smuggler was able t-0 find his way to the island on a sailboat might not the channel be deep and wide enough to accommodate a larg e sloop as well? In that event, perhaps the smuggler s had used the island as a sort of. storage house or their cargoe s ubsequently landing their stuff on the m ain shore in ections through the agency of a fishing boat, the owner of which stood in with them. That would, in a manner, account for thetdegree of s uccess they been credited with, since a smal l fishing boat that went out of Coveport in the morn ing and re turned with some fish at night could hardly be suspected of having any connection with an extens ive smuggling trade. The more Ha l thought the subject over the more the idea, as outlined above, took possession of his mind. He was a boy, however, who never went off half-cocked, as the expression is In dther words, he did not intend to go around and tell what he couldn't show had some some basis on fact If the Chimney had been, or still was, used as a cloak for smuggling liquor into the State he wanted to be able to prove it before he.said anything about it. The only wa:;; he could satisfy himself on the matter was to reach the island and investigate it. There was only one way within his power, and that was to go there in a rowboat. That was an undertaking tha t presented many d#ficulties To begin with, it was a ten-mil e round trip. In the next place, it might prove a dangerous enterprise, inasmuch that if the island proved to be a smugglers' nest he would be apt to find one or more of the rascals on watch there, and if he was discovered on the island he might be handled without gloves in a way that migh,t not be good for his h(\alth. The fact that not a barrel or bottle had been washed u p on the beach after the wreck of the La Reine des Mers, which had been reported as having cleared from her Can adian port with a cargo of liquor, made Hal s usp ect that she had landed her freight somewhere before she was sighted by the reve:q.ue cutter, and as she was seen close the Chimney, was it not possible that she had left the hquor on that island? H er attempt at escape could not, in that case, be ascribed to the presence on board of her cargo, but to its absence, for her papers would have shown that she had cleared for Boston with a freight of liquor and it would have been up to her captain to explain what had become of it en route All these points occurred to Hal as he fished away along side of his companion, replying to his talk in an absent kind of way that showed he was in a preoccupied mood. At len gth Fred noticed his manner. "Say, what the dickens are you dreaming about?" he asked "Oh, I was ju st thinking," replied Hal. "About that channel?" "Not exactly ." "What do mean by not exactly?" "I was thinking about the i s land." "What about it?" "I was wondering if it was re ally worth the trouble of visiting in case one did find out the lay of the channel." "Why not? It would be a feather in any one's cap to

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HAL 'l'HE HUSTLER. 9 say he had sailed a boat straight there and back. It would be a feat t hat would make you famous in Coveport and vicinity." "That wouldn't amotmt to a whole lot. I'd like to per form a feat that would make me really famous, so that my name would appear in a ll the p apers as a boy who had accomp li s hed something worth while." "That would be fine. It would make your fortun e ; but the cha.Dees of such a thing happenin g to you are rather slim You would have to do somet hing of great importance-like the di scovery of the North Pole, for instance. That would make you famous a ll over the world." "Oh, one can get famous without going to such an extreme as that." "That's so. A certain woman got famous some time ago by merely going on a rampage with an ax in the cause of t empe rance. Now, that 's a very simple thing by which to acquire fame." "Do you call that fame? I call it notoriety." "Well, she became famous in a way. She was talked about all over the country and even in Europ e." "I'm not look:ing for that kind of fame. I' would like to do somethii;ig that would really be a credit to me and at the same time of sufficient importance to attract general atte ntion." "If you were a young doctor and discovered a real cure for cancer tlr consumption that would be a credit to you a nd attract general attention to fact, you'd become famous beyond a doubt as a benefactor of humanity." "I'm not a young doctor so what's the use of think ing of that?" "No use. Hello I've got another bite," and Fred hauled in a fine fish. "It's nearly sunset now, so we'll pull up the anchor and make for the shore," said Hal. "We've caught enough to supply both our tables with some to s pare." "I guess we have, and I'm tired of the sport, anyway," sa id Fred, winding up hi s line, an example followed by Hal. In less than ten minutes they had the anchor aboard, the mainsail hoisted, and were headed for the beach whence they had come. CHAPTER V. HAL'S DA NGEROUS FEA'.T. Spring was now well along, and there '!fas plenty of work for Hal to look after on the farm. He and the hired man hustled from early morning till after dark. "Farming i s littl e b etter than slave ry," Hal told Fred one evening, when the latte r had ridd e n over to the Harper farm after his s upper. "You've got to work like a nigger, and what do you get out of it? Mighty littl e in prop ortion to the amount of energy y ou put into it." "You're not the fir s t one who has told me that," re plied Fred; "but owing to your hustling tactics, and good management, I have heard peopl e .iay that you are getting b etter re sults out of this farm, considering iUi size, than any other farmer in th e county." "I'm getting all I can out of it/' answered Hal. "I've got things down to a regular system Everything run s along like clockwork. You see one reason why mother i s gett in g better results is because our land is in b ette r shape t.han most of the other farms. I keep it well fertilized with seaweed,' and that goes a long way toward making the crops grow quick and turn out good. I keep our fences and walls in first-class repair, and that makes the farm look neat and s hip shape. Several of my neighbors negle c t those things and their property presents a slip s hod appearance, a s you may have noticed "Of course I've noticed it. I'll bet if your mother wanted to sell the farm it would fetch a higher price.. per acre than any other farming property around here," said Fred. "It certainly would. It's a model farm, if I do say so." "And Hustling Hal has made it what it i s," laughed Fred. "Thanks 'for the compliment. I believe that what's worth doing at all is worth doing well," replied Hal. "I b e lieve you said you didn't intend to follow farm ing any longer than you could help," said Fred. I don't. 'rhere's nothing in me." "What line of business do you think of tackling for your life work?" "I haven t decided as yet; but it will be something that promises to pan out good money." "I'll wager you'll make it pan out, if hustling will do it." "Every man, they say, is the architect of his own for tune "There are a lot of mighty poor architects, then, for the majority of men never make a fortune." "What do you expect to do when you quit e nter the village bank as a clerk with the ultimate inten tion of stepping into your father'.s shoes?" "My ambition is to become a big lawyer." "A big lawyer is good, for they make ri10st of the money. The woods are full, I've heard, of ordinary lawyers, who have to s cratch for a living. Well, are you coming in to see Mary? I'm going to supper." During' the whole of the foregoing conversation Hal had been working away in the barn, repairing a plow, an d now he had finished the job. He was not a boy to stand around and chin as long as there was anything to do, and one can always find some thing to do on a farm. Fred was accustomed to following him around from place to place in order to keep up a conversation with him, for Hal would .go right ahead with whatever work he had in hand without reference to the presence of his friend. "To-morrow is Saturday," said Fred, as Hal sat down to the supper table. "What is on the program? I mean for the a1ternoon ?" "I'm going over to Lake Placid on business. Sis is com ing with me, and you may come, too, if you're very good," ref>lied Hal. 1 "I'm on,'' grinned Fred. He was always on where Mary Harper was concerned. 'iThen get here not later than two. going to drive over in th e light wagon. As there i sn't room for. three on the front seat I'll put in another for you and sis." (

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I 10 HAL THE HUSTLER. 1 Fred was hand next day at the hour mentioned, and the party of three started for Lake Placid. This was a popular summer resort on a small scale. Many people of means from the more important cities of the State owned or rented cottages on the lake shore, and it presented a very gay appearance during the season. There were two hotels at the lake. Hal had learned that their managers were there now, getting things into shape for ousiness, and he wanted to make a contract with each of them to supply them with mackerel when the fish got in the market. During the previous summer he had sold the mackerel he caught to the Ooveport dealer who supplied the hotels and cottagers The dealer had gone out of the business, so Hal de termined to sell direct this year and make an extra profit, out of which he would pay a boy to deliver the fish. The afternoon was fairly pleasant when Hal, Fred an.d Mary Harper left the farm in the light wagon, rrow pro vided with two seats. A couple of hours' drive carried them to the lake, by which time the sky had clouded up. It took Hal about half an hour to transact his business, and he got the two contracts he was after. Then he went to the village dealer who supplied the cot tagers, and made an arrangement with him. All but one of the cottages was closed up tight, as the season was still more than a month a.way. 'I'he solitary cottage that was open occupied by a Portland banker, who had come early on account of his health, ancl his family, consisting o f his wife, a son and a seventeen -year-old daughter. The road t.hat Hal and his companions had come by led for some distance along the top of a series of cliffs that rose straight out of the waters of the lake. When they started back by the same route it came on to rain, and so Hal reined .in at one of the closed cot tages built on the top of the cliffs, and the young people took refuge under the shelter of the piazza overlooking the water. Lake Placid was far from being a placid lake that aft ernoon. A stiff breeze that had almost the weight of a small gale, roughened its surface into waves -of no small size. Skimming along the turbulent surface, like a frightened sea bird, our three young people noticed a trim-built sloop yacht about twenty feet long. She was sa iling close in to the cliffs, and our friends ran out to the edge of the rocks to watch her. A well-dressed boy, of about sixteen years, was directing the boat's course, while beside him sat a girl somewhat older. "They're pretty nervy young people to go out on the 1ake in this blow," said Fred, as the three watched the boat and her occupants with some curiosity. "Dear me, it makes me nervous to look at them," said Mary Harper. "See how far the boat heels over. I would be frightened out of my life if I was in that lady's place." "1'hey ought to have at least two reefs taken in their mainsail," said Hal. "That young fellow is taking grave chances with so much canvas spread. Great Scott! She's over and the girl's in the water." A puff of lurched the yacht. The girl fell into the lake. "I'll try to save her!" Hal yelied to hi s friends. Then he dove down from the cliff and disappeared in the water .. It was a dangerous feat. OHAP'l1ER VI. H.A.L SAVES THE BANKER'S DA,UGHTER. Hal struck the and disappeared. A moment or two later he appeared on the agitated sur face of the lake and struck out for th e imperiled girl who was on the point of sinking a second ti.me. She went under before he got within reaching distance of her, but he kept on, expecting to see her head come up at any moment. Fred, Mary and a boy from the viUage gazed dowi;i him from the top of the cliff. The two former had little fear for Hal's safety, as they knew he was well able to look out for himself, even en cumbered as he was with his clothes, for he was an expert swimmer. Their anxiety, therefore, was centered on the fate of the girl. She seemed so long in coming to the surface the second time that they began to fear she had perished. "There she is at last, and Hal has her," cried Fred. tCYes, yes; how thankful I am. My brother will save her now," sa!d Mary. "See, he is heading for the boat, which has come about and is shooting toward them. That boy knows how to handle her pretty well, or she would have been capsized before this. It was the unexpected fl.aw that careened her over that time and threw the girl into the water." As the yacht came ur. the boy skilfully threw her up into the wind, reached over and seized Hal's extende d hand. When the. boat lost headway he grabbed the girl, and, with Hal's assistance, drew her into the boat. She was quite unconscious, and the boy viewed her with evident anxiety. Then he helped Hal aboard. "I am very grateful to you for saving my sister," said the young yachtsman, grasping Hal's hand and shaking it. "I n'ever could have reached her in time, or been able to have got her aboard if I had. what is your name, and do you live in the village?" "My name is Hal Harper, and I do not live in the vil lage. I come from a farm near Coveport, about nine miles from here. You'd better take your sister into the cabin and look after her. I'll attend to your boat, and will land you wherever you direct me to." "Very well," said the boy. "Take the yacht down to that private wharf yonder. We live in that largecottage just above it." Hal nodded and took the tiller, while the boy picked up his unconscious sister and carried her into the little cabin. As Hal headed for the wharf the yacht heeled far over under the heavy press of sail she was carrying.

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HAL THE HUS'rLER. 11 He could not leave the helm to go and take a reef or two in it; besides, he only had a short run to make, and under his expert guidance the display of canvas didn't make much difference any way. As the boat approached the landing stage Hal took a turn or two around the tiller with a sheet so as to hold it long enough to enable him to let the mainsail down with a run. When the yacht shot up to the little wharf he went forward, let down the jib and sprang ashore with the forward mooring rope in his hand, and quickly made it fast to an iron ring in the dock. Returning aboard he got the other rope and made tha.t fast to the second ring. Then he dropped a couple of rope fenders over the yacht's side to prevent her bumping against the spiles and rubbing off her paint. He gathered the loose mainsail into place, but made no attempt to furl it properly, leaving that job for the young yachtsma n to attend to later on. At that. moment a man, who appea.red to be a gardener and general assistant OD' the place, came running down to the wharf. "Hello!" he c ried, noticing that Hal was a. stranger. "Where is Master Ma,;rshall and Miss Kittie?" "Ill' the cabin," replied Hal, guessing tha.t he referred to the young yachtsman and his sister. "Are you a friend of Master Marsh"all's? you're all dripping. Have you been ove rboard?" "I look lik e it, don't I?" smiled Hal. "You do, for a fact. Fell out of the bo a t, I s'pose, some how?" "No; Miss Marshall fell overboard and I jumped in from yonder cliff and saved her. That's why she's in the cabin with her brother." "Is it possible!" cried the man. "How did it happen?" "Young Mar sh all, as you call him, was carrying too much sail in this wind, though he appears to be a fairly Fkilful boatman. A sudden fl.aw he e led the yacht far over to the leeward and spilled the young lady into the lake She had a narrow escape fol' her life." As Hal spoke the young yachtsman poked his head out at the door. "That you, William?" he said. "My sister has been overboard. Rurt up to the house and tell the maid what has happened, and to be ready to attend to her, for I'm going to carry her right up." "Yes, sir," replied the man respectfully, starting off to obey orders. "I guess you'd better let me carry your sister, as we're both w e t. How is she now? Has she come around?" said Hal. "Yes, and she is very grateful to you for saving her life. I haven't introduced .myself to you. My name is Frank Marshall. My father is a Portland banker and in poor health. That accounts for us being here so early in the year, as the doctor ord ered him to come here for the air. When you get up to the house I'll lend you clothes to take the place of your damp ones, and you will, of course, remain with us until your own apparel has been dried and presaed out." "1Iy sistel' and a chum of mine al'e up at that cottage yonder on the top of the ciiff, with the team we came here in. I must send them word to go to the village inn and wait there for me," said Hal. "I will send William at once to give them any di rections you want to forward," replied Frank Marshall "Now, if you. will carry my sister to the house I shall be ever so much obliged to you." Hal followed Frank into the cabin, which was fitted up in an expensive way, with white and gold paneling,. on which were numerous small water color sketches. Miss Marshall was lying on one of the lockers, with her head propped up by a sofa pillow. She looked pale ancl weak, but quite interesting even in her bedraggl e d state, for she was a mighty pretty blonde, with blue eyes, and a ace that was perfect in every out line. "Here is Hal Harper,, sister," said her brother. "He's going to carry you up to the house, as I guess he's better able to do it than I." Miss Marshall smiled feebly and extendecl her hand to Hal. "I thank you for what you have done for me," she saiQ., in a grateful tone. "I realize that I owe my life to you, and so does my brother. We shall never forget the obligation you have placed us under, and om: parents will be just as grateful to you as we are." "You are welcome, Miss Marshall. I assure you I am very happy to have been able to do you a service "My brothe11 said that you leaped to my from the top of the cliffs It was very daring on your part to do that, and shows how brave and gallant yeu are. I am sure very few boys would have tak e n such a risk for. another's sake." "Well, I saw that something had to be done at once or you would drown Your brother had his hands full man aging the boat, and could not give you his attention soon enough to be of service to you. There was no way for me to run down to the shore, so I made the plunge, and don t feel any the worse for it," replied Hal. "Well, you must change your wet garments as soon as you reach the house. My brothr will take you to his room and l et you have some of bis dothes to wear till your own are dried," said the girl. "I have ananged all that, Kittie," said her brother. "Well, Miss Marshall, if you are read y I will carry you to the house," said Hal. "If you carry me on to the wharf I think with your help and brother's, I'll be able to walk. to the house,'' she replied "All right," answe"l'ed Hal, who then lifted her in his arms and carried her on to the wharf. She was not so weak as she had thought, and they had little difficulty in getting her to the house, where s he was taken ill charge by her maid. Her mother and father were in the library, and had not been told anything about the accident which had happened to her. Frank rush ed Hal to his room, and there the latter wrote a note to Fred Ticknor, which Frank got the gar dener,,.to deliver right away. Then the be,nker's BOil furnished Ha l with dry c lothe151

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12 HAL THE HUSTLER. and took his wet apparel downstairs fo the laundry, where fixed up, afler having been dried before the hot laundry he gaye orders that they be dried and pressed. fire While Hal was dressing Frank excused himself and Of cour se, the lady of the house had io thank Hal, too, hunted UJ' his mother and father, to whom he related the and assure him how very grateful she was to him. thrilling incident his sister had been through. F rank soon after took Hal to his room to show him They were surprised and very much concerned at the his books and sporting outfit, and to have a talk with a story view to their better acquaintance. Mrs. Marshall at once went to her daughter's room, while The gardener came up to r eport that he had found H_al's the banker asked his son for all the details. sister and frientl on the veranda of the cliff cottage, won"Who is this young man who saved Kittie's life?" asked dering when he would rejoin them, and he had delivered Mr. Marshall. the note. 1 "His name is Hal Harper, and he lives on a farm near Coveport, about nine miles from here He's a smart fel low, for he swims like a duck, and can manage a sailboat maybe better than I can As to his pluck, he showed the stuff he's made of by diving from the top of the cliff the moment Kittie went overboard. She must have been They said that they would drive to the village inn and remain there until,Hal came to take them home. Hal knew they would be perfctly contented in each other's company, so he did not bother any more about them. The weather had cleared up by this but it was drowned but for his promptness. He's a fine fellow, and getting close on to sundown, and so Hal told Frank that if we are under great obligati9ns to him," said Frank. his clothes were in shape to put on, even if not thoroughly "He shall be suitably rewarded for his gallant action. dry, he would like to get into them and make a start. h he in the house?" asked the bani}er. \ "Oh, we're not going to let you go before supper, Hal,'' "Yes. He's in my room changing his wet clothes for said Frank in a friendly and familiar way. "Your sister dry apparel I have loaned him and your friend will be well taken care of at the inn. At "Bring him here when he has dressed himself any rate, I intend to send William there to let them know "I will, father," replied Frank, leavin g the room .. that you will not rejoin them for at least an hour yet, minutes later Hal was piloted to the library by and that they are to dine at the inn as
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H.A1L THE HUSTJ .... ER. 13 as t h e lig h t wagon w a s brought around to the door of the As h e l ooked the y w ent thro u g h variou s and une xplainmn. 1 abl e moti o n s I can hardly sa y," replied Hal. "I'm a busy chap I Firs t they for m e d a straight lin e clos e together; then t h e s e days and with the coming of summer I s hall be they sep a r a t e d ; the n two cam e to gethe r with the oth e r even busier. I'm afraid it will be a couple of weeks at least 1 apart, and finally they took the s hape of a triangle, with b e for e I can :find the tim e to come out hel'e again. In the s in g l e light on t o p. the meantime it would give me a great deal of pleasure what in thunder does all that mean?" the boy a s k e d to have you call at our farm and bring your si s ter. Mary him s elf, much my ati:fied by the s ingular mov e ments of the here would be glad to make her acquaintance, and I feel lights. sure the girls would like each other. Shall I expect to Even as he s poke the lights vani s hed, and though he consee you both in a few days?" tinued to look at the s pot where the cliff was they did "Yes I think you may. Things are dull here for us, not reappear. a s there is nobod y here but the village people, whom we "Those. lights looked like s ignal s,'' thought Hal. "They do not a s sociate with. I'll bring my sister over to your must be s ignals. Yet, who would go t o the top of a bald place in a few day s and I thank you for the invitation1 for and why s hould he do so? The "Don't mention it. Come any time and we will give signals are evidently mtended for some one out on th e you both a ro y al welcome," replied Hal, shaking hands water-some vess el, no doubt. Well, what of it? It's none with him and then jumping up on the front seat. of my busine ss Why need I intere s t myself in the matGood-by," s aid Frank. ter ?" The others returned the salute, and then Ha1 drove off Hal turned away from the window and proceeded to homeward. undress. But he couldn't get the signal s out o f his mind. "He's a nice y oung fellow," remarked Fred. "Bet y our lif e he is, and his s i ster is as pretty picture," replied Ha}, with some enthusiasm. Such an odd cir c um s tanc e h a-:1. never occurred before as a as long as he could rememb e r and he felt a strong curiosity "Is she and you saved her life," said his sister. "She mus t look upon you as a hero, especially after that reck les s dive you mad,e from the cliff s when you went to her rescue. Really brother H a l I am very proud of you, thou g h y ou difl almost frighte n m e out of my wit s when y ou took that thrillin g h e ader. I was awfully afraid for the mom ent that y ou had endangered your own life for the f air strang er but as soon as I saw y ou come up and strike out I knew yoy. were abl e to look out for your s e lf, no matter if the water was rough." I have div e d from some high places before into the ocean, but that was the longe s t dive I ever attempted. I never would have risked it except to save a human life, but I came out of it like a bird," replied Hal. "Mother will be wondering why we have stayed so long awa y," s aid Mar y "She won t worry about you, for she knows I'll look out for you." "And I'.d look out for you too said Fred, sneaking his arm around her waist, a libert y the young lady did not s eem to object to, which encouraged Fred to let it stay wher e he had placed it. It was nine o clock when Hal drove up the lane and into the yard. M ary ran into the house to tell her mother about Hal's daring f eat at the lake, while Fred remained to help Hal unharnes s the hors e and put her in the stable. J o na a had attende d to all the chores, so Hal had noth i n g to do after h e put the horse in her stall, watered and fed h e r. F r e d s addl e d hi s mare and then started for home well pl e ased with his afternoon's outing for he had enjoyed 111ore of Mary' s s ociety than usual. An hour late r a s Hal was preparing to turn in he hap pened to look out of his window in the direction of the c ove, and he was surpris ed to see three red lights displayed from the highest point of the nearest cliff. concerning the purpo s e of tho s e s ignals. He went to the window Eeveral times and looked in the direction of the mouth of the cove. H e thought perhaps the signal s would be shown again, but they were not Tho s e three blood-r e d lights bothered him more than he cared to admit. Finally h e got into bed. Hardly had he laid hi s h e ad on his pillow ere he starte d up as if he had inadv er t entl y touch e d a r e d-hot coal. A thought had flas hed through hi s brain that set his blood dancing with excitement and that thought was smugglers CHAPTER VIII. HAL GOES O N A NOCT U R N AL ADVENTURE. In a moment Hal sprang out of bed a.nd began dre s sing himself wit h f e veri s h ha.ste. Instead of his ordinary jack e t h e donned his thick pea jacket. Five minute s later he was tiptoeing his way down the back s taircas e with his boot s in hi a hand. Every time the stair s cr e ak e d und e r hi s weight a s old stairs are apt to do, he s topp e d and li s t e ned like scime guilty wretch esca ping" from th e s c e n e o f his crime. Finally he reached and enter e d th e kitchen. Crossin g to the door, he unbolted and unlock e d it, aind a mom ent later he s tood in the s il ent night air, putting on his boot s The n h e crossed the y ard vaulted the fence into the :field and m ade straight for the cliff on which he had seen the three r e d lights fl.as h. Twenty minutes before, when he had watched the light s the night appeared to be quite clear, now he could smell the sea mif.t all around him. He couldn t see it, for only the advance wisps of the fog had reached the shore, but while the stars looked bright

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14 HAL THE HUSTLER. and cheerful over hi& head and behind him, not a single star was to be seen, as far up a8 an angle of forty-five degrees or more straight ahead of him and on the right, where tlrn great ocean lay in solemn silence, ruffled only by a gentle breeze. "There's a thick fog coming il1,'' he muttered, a,;; he strode along. "Presently the landscape hereabouts will be as as mud. If there's anything going on I won't be abk to see it. I shall probably have :my trouble for noth ing." I Nevertheless, his grit urged him to go on. It was against his very nature to give up any purpoae he had formed. He must see it through, even if it amounted to nothing. So he kept on till he reached the foot of the cliff. He intended to mount to the top of it, but something stopped him. It was a sudden white glare shooting out from the mouth 0 the cove, a little way above the water's edge, and which pierced the thin wall of mist. "That's another signal, or a guiding light,'' he thought. "I must investigll.te its source." The only way to do this was to crawl out along the rocks overhanging the sea A hazardous journey in the darkness and incoming fog, but Hustler Hal never dreamed of hanging back. He believed he was on the verge of\ an important dis covery-something that had stumped the revenue sleuths of the Government. lt was heavily laden with light-colored cases, each o lrongly bound at the ends with thin iron bands. As the boat shot into the cove, Hal caught a good view of the faces and .figures of the men in her. The six rowers possessed but a momentary interest for him. It was different with the man at the helm. His face and person was familiar to Hal as the stranger he had met on the shore the morning that the La Reine des Mers was wrecked on the beach. Even as Hal looked at him, and sized him up as a :fierce-looking Frenchman, the searchlight went out, and the boy felt as if lost in the inky darkness. "There is no use of my staying here,'' he said to him31;)1. "I must either return the way I came, or keep on iuto the cove. Well, here's for the cove. Fred made. no mistake when he asserted that the survivor of the sloop was a smuggler. After what I've seen, there seems to be no queslion about the matter. 'l'his is my chance to find out who are the shore accomplices of the illicit traders, and then-well, I'm thinking will be in trouble." Hal had often walked around that point at low tide in the daylight, and he had a pretty clear idea of the route in his head. He knew that he would soon strike a narrow patch of beach that would carry him right into the heart of the cove. The moment he :felt the yielding sand under his boots he knew exactly where he was in spite of the fog and darkness. His nerves thrilled at the possibility of accomplishing As he advanced he heard voices in conversation, and one what others had failed at. of them, by its strong accent, was clearly the Frenchman's. It gave a zest to his nocturnal adventure. As he worked his way around the base of the bald At last he found himself close to the spot where, under cliff, feat that could only be accomplished when the tide the dull glare of several lanterns, six rowers were tak-was out, as it was at present, the light grew brighter. out of the rowboat and carrying them off he reached a point where he could see it plainly Hal watched the disembarkatioll of the' cargo for a few and make out just what it was. moments, and then proceeded on, for he was anxious t o It_ .... was a searchlight, planted somewhere up the cove, find out where the cases were ta.ken to. and its beams shot straight out in one direction, like the With his customary nerve, he :filed in behind one of the headlight of a big locomotive at rest. men who had a case on his shoulder. Peering around a rock, Hal could see the glaring whjte Up an easy but narrow pathway in the cliff the man eye looking out to sea, and he dared go no further, lest went, and Hal tracked him by the sound of pis footsteps. his figure be discovered by some watcher in the backThe boy was careful to make as little noise as possible ground. himself. So he waited where he was to see what would happen, for Up and up the man and bis shadower went until the he was sure somet h ing was on the tapis. top of the cliff wa s reached, then Hal drew closer to him At his feet the sea swell eddied and gurgled, like the for fear of losing him in the mist. deep breathing of. some sleeping sea monster The path led inland for a short distance on a level, and Around him the clau+my fog closed in thicker every mothen sloped downward. ment, giving a ghostly aspect to the The man paused several times to rest, each time putting Presently he he.ard. the rattle of oars m their rowlocks. down the case and sitting on it. A boat was c?mmg from the sea. On one of these occasions he lighted his pipe, and the She was commg straight for the mouth 0 the cove, wluch glow that afterward came fron:i. the bowl helped Hal to keep was too narrow to admit. any .craft larger than a small him in sight. sloop, and that only at high tide The cliff ended in a field, and across this they went like A rowboat, however, could paes m and out at any time a pair of wandering spooks. with ease Now Hal saw the fl.ash of and presently At length the boat appearea within the circle of the the outline of a barn. light Into the doorway of the barn marched the man with It was a l arge whale boat, manned by sjx rowers, with his burden, and Hal had spotted the receiving end of a seventh man at the stern, tiller in hand. the smuggling enterp11ise.

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( HAL 'THE HUSTLER. 1 5 He knew that this was Caleb Caulder's farm, the one adjoining his mother's on the east, so, as the men were taking the cases into Caulder's barn, it was natural that he should suspect the owner as being hancl-and-glove with the liquor smugglers Hal, feeling safe from discovery in the fog and darkness, watched the procession of men as they came and went be tween the cove and the barn several times. Behind the man bearing the last case came two others. When they came within the dull radiance of the lan terns suspended on either side of tl:te barn door, Hal recog nized them as Caleb Caulder "and the French smuggler. That removed any lingering doubt the boy might have entertained of Caulder's connectioll" with this smuggling business. "Zat ees ze last, mon hon ami," Hal heard the French man say. "You haf now one dozen and ze half cases of fine cognac in your barn, vich ees vat you call up to you to deespose of in ze usual vay "I will s .ee to that, Captain Glol'ieux, don't you worry," replied Caulder, rubbing his hands together. "What I have done before I can do again." "Y ai.s. You are one smart man at ze beesness. Eet vas ze ver', colt day zat you get left. Eet :urnke me burst wis zc laughter to sink how y<'lu haf pull ze vool ovaire ze eyes of ze officaire of revenue. More zen one, two time you send heem on chase wild goose, and z e n when he sall be out of ze ways you disembaITass yourse'f of ze leetle cargo vich vas all ze time in ze barn right undair hees nose. Monsieur Oaldaire, I take mon chapeau off to you. You are ze credit to ze trade," said the French smuggler, with animation. Caleb Caulder chuckled as if the compliment pleased him greatly. "You are pretty clever yourself, Captain Glorieux," he said "You ma)laged to land your cargo on the island in spite of the ,revenue cutter." "Ah, zat cuttaire. Eeet ees mon bete noire. Eef I could heem to ze bottom eet would gif me ze grand pleasure. He cause me ze loss of my sloop-mon La Reine des Mers. I vill haf to get anozzer. Zat vill make a beeg hole in my pocket." "That was bad, but you saved your cargo, and that is some satisfaction," remarked Caulder. "Yais. Zat ees somes'ing. You haf now ze las' of eet in
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16 HAL THE HUSTLER. Taken by surpri s e and unabl e to s top in time Hal col lided with the smuggler captain. The. Frenchman was s tagg e red but not overthrown. He was a heavily built man, while the boy was lightweight in comparison. "Sacre!" ejaculated the skipper. "Vat you mean by dees conduct eh? You mos' knock my vind out. Who you s'all be, anywa ys?" "Hi, hi Hold on to the chap," shouted a voice out 0 the fog 1Je bind. Hal recove red from the shock he had sustained and tried to dodge out of the skipper's reach. Captain Glorieux, who was accustomed to deal with sud den emergencies, was too quick or him. His iron grip closed about the boy's arm, and Hal found him s elf a prisoner. At that moment the man who had :first nabbed the young farm e r came rushing up and seized our hero also. "I ran agaimt him o .ut near the barn," he said, a s k e d him to explain why he was trespassing on this place whe n h e fetched me a crack in the face and got away. Now let s see who he is." Re and i.he skipper pulled their prisoner up to the door, and a s the li ght from a lamp in the kitchen :fl.ashed upon the boy' s face Caleb Caulder, with an exclamation of sur pri se, recog niz e d him. "Aha You know beem, eh?" cried the Frenchman. "Yes, I'm Hal Harper," replied our hero, determined to brave the matter out the be' st way he could. "What bring s you here at this hour of the night?" a sked Caulder, feelipg somewhat uneasy at his young neighbor s presence on bis farm at a time when intfuders were de cidedly dangerous to his interests. "I guess I've lost my way in the fog," replied the boy, that being the only excuse he could think 0 on the spur of the moment. "Lost your way?" said Caulder, in a doubting tone, or it didn't seem reasonable to him that such a clever boy as Hal was known to be could get mixed up so near his home. "Where have you been?" "I don't think it is necessary to explain where I have been," replied Hal, a bit indep e ndently. "I was trying to find my way to the road when I ran against your man." "I asked you who you were, and what you were doing he.re;" s aid Caulder's man. "Instead of answering me you s lapped m e in the ace and cut off. Why did you do that Hal Haper? Was it because you didn't want me to leam who you were?" Caleb Caulder began to eel more uneasy than ever. He didn't like the situation for a cent. He knew that Hal had the 'reputation of being the smartest boy in the county, and he was afraid that his young neighbor's suspicions had been aroused conce, rn ing what was going on, and he had come over that night to make a quiet investigation. I his surmise was correct, and the boy had seen the cases of cognac landed in the cove and then conveye
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HAL THE HUSTLER. 17 ated nerve you certainly take the bakery. If you think I'm going to pay any attention to your orders you've got an other think coming." As he spoke Hal endeavored to s hake off the French man's detaining grasp His efforts were unsuccessful for the smuggler's grip tightened and held him like a vise. "In ze house vis you," said the skipper, giving him a shove that sent him staggering across the threshold. "You, Smithaire," turning .to Caulder's hired hand, "go to ze bote. Pierre Francois zat I vant zero. Zey vill bring une petite line wis zem. Make has'e. Allez I" Smithers hurried away on his mission, while Captain Glorieux shut the door and gave Hal another shove which forced him into the center of the kitchen. "Now, ,mon ami, I talk vis you. Take a share--seet down," and the captain gave Hal a third push that landed him in a chair beside a table on which stood the lamp. "Say, look here, I'm not going to stand this kind of thing," cried the boy indignantly. "What in thunder do you take me for?" "Attend to me!" the smuggler sharply, with a threatening look in his eye. "Now, vill you tell vat brought you to dese place dis night?" "Didn't you hear me tell Mr. Caulder that I got mixed up in the fog?" replied Hal doggedly. "Oui. Vat you s'all say and vat ees ze truth ees two d-eeferent s'ings, mon ami. You came to dese place to see vat you could find out-ees eet not so?" "Why, what should I want to find out on Mr. Caulder's farm at night and in a thick fog?" asked Hal evasively. "Zat ees vat I wish to know." "I'll ne ver tell you." "Non? You no ansaire, eh? Make yourse'f act like ze cochon-peeg-vicli nevaire go ze vays you vant heem. You s'ink you can draw de vool ovaire my eyes, eh? Aha Mon enfant You make une grand mistake. You find out bettaire one of dees days. You vill l ear n zat Capitaine Glori eux sleep wis one eye open all ze time. Zat he ees alvays on ze qui vive." "Look here, what are you trying to get at? Do you expect me to stay here all night and listen to you.? 'This isn't your house. What rigl1t have you to boss things as if you were a great mogul? What have I done to you that you should jump on. me like a carload of brick s? I want to go home. If you try to keep me a prisoner against my will you'll find there'll be something doing that you won't like." Some of Hal's expressions were as unintelligible to the French skipper as his native lan guage was to the boy, but he understood the general meaning of Hal's outb ur st, and h e smiled in a grim and wicked way. He put his hand in his pocket and drew out a revolver, which he cocked. "You see heem, mon ami?" he said, with a suggestive leer. "I see it. Do you expect to intimidate me with it?" "I s'ink it vill mak' you speak. Now zen, you vill an saire, eh? You vill say vat brought you to dese place?" "Suppose I won't say, what then?" "We vill see. I gif you one minute to ansaire," said the sternly. "Eef you do not I vill take eet for ze fact zat you know too much, and zen I vill feel oblig ed to shoot you." Hal looked the Frenchman squarely in the eye. "You mean that, do you?" he said "Oui-yais." "Caleb Caulder, do you sta nd for this kind of busine ss?" asked Hal, turning t o the farmer. "Are you going to let this rascal murder me in your house?" "Mista.ire Cauldaire has nossing to say in dese mat t.aire," sai d the skipper. "Come, ze minute ees up. Vat brought you to dese place to-night?" "Well," replied Hal desperately, "three red lights brought me here." "Aha!" cri e d the Frenchman. "Ve are getting at ze truth at la st So you seen zem, eh?" "I did." "And zey excite your curiositee ?" "They did." "Zen you mak' up your mind to look into ze mattaire. You come ovaire, escalade ze cliff and take un e leetle peep into ze cove. Dere you see ze light. You s' ink zat varee funee and you vait to see vat ees on ze tapis. By and by, you see ze l arge bote come in ze cove wis some boxes in eet. You s'ink zat ees varee funee, too. You count one, two, t'ree, seex men take out ze box each and go way wis heem. Zen you feel zat you like to know where ze boxes _go to, so you walk after zem and you find heem out. Ees eet not so, mon ami ?" "Yes, it 's so," r e plied Hal, doggedly, for he saw it was useless to deny the acts as outlined by the smuggler. "Ver' good. Now zat you know dees sings vat you s'ink of doing, eh ?" Hal remained s ilent. "Eet ees not hard to guess vat a smart young garcon like you makes up hees mind to do. You say to your se'fI haf now ze secr et of ze smugglaire. I vill put ze officaire of ze revenue on to dees s'ing. He v ill mak' ze prize of ze boxes, and when zey are confiscate and sold I vill get ha ze monee for giving ze information. Am I not ze good guesser, mon ami ??' Hal had to confess to him s elf that the Frenchman 's deductions were correct. "Now s ince you makes ze butt-in dees beesness eet ees necessaire dat your bouche--mouth-be keep close tight. At dees minute you s'all be my prisonaire. Eef eet please me dere ees nossing to prevent me feexing you dees way," and the skipper raised his cocked revolver significantl y "Zen you nevaire say nossing no more, and ze secret of ze smugglaire ees safe." Captain Glorieux grinned suggestively at Hal and waited for him to say something. The boy, however, nad nothing to say. He realiz ed that he was in a tight box, but he was pluck to the core, and did not propose to show the white feather before the Frenchman. So he met the captain' s face unfl.in. chingly. "I see zat you are une brave garcon," said the smug gler, after a pause "Eet would be a grand pity to keel you out of ze vay, so I.do somes'i ng elee wis you." As he spoke the door opened, and Pierre and Francois entered "the room with Smithers The former carried a small '10il of light line on hie. arm.

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18 HAL THE HUSTLER. The captain turned to his two men and directed them in Frencih to tie Hal's hands behind his back and march him down to the boat, where he would follow himself presently. Hal didn't understand 1'hat the smuggler was saying to the two rough-looking sailors, but he knew it must have some reference to himself. For the moment the Frenchman's attention was off his prisoner, and Hal determineq to take advantage of it and tr.v to make his escape. It was only the ghost of a chance, but the boy was pre pared to take any risk in order to get out of his desperate IJredicament If he could reach the open air he felt he could easily elude his enemies in the fog; but the captain stood be tween him and the kitchen door, and the two sailors also. To escape that way was impos sible 'fhere was another door, however, leading presumedly into a hall or passage, and it was close to where he S:at. In a moment Hal made up bis mind what be would do and he did it as quick as a flasb.. He sprang to bis feet and swept the lamp from the table with his left arm. It struck the floor with a crash and the light. blazed up for a moment and then went out. As the Frenchman uttered a cry of surprise and raised his revolver, Hal se ized the chair and slung it at him with all his might. It hit the skipper squarely on his broad chest, and sent him s taggering backward against the kitchen wall, his finger pres sing the trigger of his weapon. There was a fl.ash and a loud report, and the momentary g lare showe d Hal in the act of passing through the in-ner doorway into the passage beyond. CHAPTER X. IN WHICH HAL TRAPS HIMSELF. "Catch him quick! Don't let him escape!" shouted'. Caleb Caulder, fully alive to the complications that he would be involved in if Hal got away and forwarded the information he had obtained to the revenue people. The burly Smithers was the :first to start after the flee ing boy. He was followed by Caulder himaelf, who was in a big fonk. Captain Glorieux had recovered from the shock of the impact of the chair and was swearing like a trooper in French. "Strike ze light!" he cried. "Quick, or zat garcon vill make hees escape." Pierre :fl.ashed a match and looked around the room for a candle. He saw one in a candle s tick standing on a shelf. In another moment he had it Hghted and its gleam revealed the wreck of the lamp on the floor and the over turned chair near where the skipper stood "Here you, Pierre and Francois. Bose of you get around to ze front of ze hous' and cut heem off. Allez !" cried Captain Glorieux. The two sailors immediately dashed out of the kitchen door and started for the front the building. The fog was as thick as bean soup, and as there was not a breath of wincl stirring it hung dank and heavy all over the landscape. The sailors planted themselves near the front door and waited for Hal to come out. He didn't come for he was upstairs at the back of the house at that moment. He had rushed up the back stairs near the kitchen door, dashed into the first room he ca.me to, which happened to be the one in which Smithers slept, and right over the kitchen. Hal turned the key in the door to secure himself against the entrance of any of his and then felt his way over to the window overlooking the yard. He raised it softly and looked out. He could see nothing but the bank of fog, but he could hear Captain Glorieux swearing in the room below. Hal judged that he wasn't much more than fifteen feet from the ground, and it was his intention to drop out and try to find his way to the road. "They'll never -be able to find me in this fog," he eaid to himself. "Once I strike the road I'll get home in order." He got astride of the window sill. "This isn't so much of a drop, but I'd like to know whether the way is cleat or not. I wouldn't like to fall into a barrel or a box. It would mean the chance of a broken l eg as well as capture." There was no way by which he could tell what, if any thing, lay underneath the window. Suddenly an idea occurred to him which would solve the problem. There was a bed in the room. He would tie a couple of blankets or s heets together, secure one end in the room, and then slide down his improvised rope. "That is just the thing," he muttered in a tone of s atisfaction, and he lost. no time in carrying it into effect. While he was thus employed Caleb Caulder and his hired hand and ally in the smuggling business were search ing the house for Hal. After looking over the first floor they were satisfied that the boy had not got off through the front door, or by was of a lower window. As Captain Glorieux was standing guard at the kitchen door, Hal couldn't have retraced his steps to any advantage, consequently they reasoned that the boy must be still in the house, somewhere upst\lirs. Caulder had sent his maiden who kept house for him, away on a visit overnight to their married niece, whose husband owned a farm about a mile away. He had done this to get he1 out of the way when he got word from Captain Glorieux that the balance of the i ca.rgo of the wrecked sloop, which was on Chimney Island, would be sent into the cove that night if weather condi tions were favorable. After searching the main part of the house without suc cess, looking under the beds and into all the clo. "ets, Caulc\er proceeded to the attic while Smithers sudden l y be thought himself of his own room, and thought he'd look there.

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HAL THE HUSTLER. 19 The mom ent he found the door locked he wa s Hal had tak e n refuge in the mom He shouted to Cauld e r that he had the bird cag ed, and the farmer hurried down from the attic. Hal was jus t getting out of the _,..window, with a couple of knott e d blank e t s hanging in position to make his descent easy, when h e h earc1 S m ithers at the door "You' re too late, old fell o w," chuckled Hal. "By the tim e you g e t in I'll b e on my way to the road." Thus speaking he swung himself out of the window, slid down Rie blankets and landed-in the arms of Cap tain Glorieux, who was waiting for him The burly smugg l e r dragged Hal back into the kitchen and shouted to Caulder T he farmer came in a h urry, and bis eyes li ghted up w i th sati s faction when he saw Hal in 'the skipper's grasp Pierre and Francois soon appeared, and Captain Glori eux order e d them to tie Hal 's hands behi,\ld his back, and to l eave enough of the line s l ack for one of them to hold on to The two sailors seized the boy and dragged his arms be hind his back. Captain Glorieux stood back with his arms folded across bis brea s t and viewed with satisfaction the ineffectual struggle that Hal macle against the two sai l ors. "Aha Mon garcon Yo u lose your temper at l as', eh ? Now you look like a shicken go to be roace for dinnaire J?ring h i m a.long wis you," to t he sailors "We have lose time too moo ch Bonne n uit, mon a.mi," t o Cau l der "I will see you soon again, and in ze meanv'iles I vill take goot care of .dE:les young feylow." He marched out into the air, followed by Pierre and Francois dragging Hal with them, and the party took up their line of march for the cove. CHAPTER XI. A H O STAGE OF F ORTUNE. Hal felt like a lamb being led to s l aughter as he un willingly accompanied his captors across the field to the base of the cliff, and thence to the cove. What Captain Glorieux intended to do with him he had not the lea s t id ea, except that he he was to be car r ied in the whale boat across to Chimney Island and perhaps h e ld a prisoner there indefinitely. They found the other four sailorsseated on a big rock n ear the boat, impatiently awaiting the skipper's return. T hey jumped up when Captain Glorieux and h i s party approached, and regarded t h e you ng priso n e r wit h some s u rprise The captain ordered them into the boat. "Now, mon ami, you v ill go in ze bote, too," said the smuggler chief givin g Hal a s li ght pu sh. He stepped in last and s eat e d himself at the tiller. "Cas t off and pull out," he cried in French, and the b oat was soon shooting through the narrow ope ning, al though its b e etling s ides were lost in the fog Hal was left to himself on one of the vacant sea ts b etween the rowers and the French skipper. The men bad a long row b e fore them, but they got d own to it with a vim, for the exercise warmed their blood and k ept the chill off. The boy thought the trip an e ndless one in that dreary was t e of fog, w hi c h hun g close to th e almo8t pulseless ocean lik e a w et, impalp a bl e blanket Hal n o tic e d th a t C aptain Glori e ux consulted hi s watch b y matchl i ght freque ntl y aft e r they had been some time on the w a t e r H e was evid e ntly timing the rowers s o as to figure out just whe r e he was. R e was al s o s te e ring th e boat b y compass. At l e n gth the s kipper s aid something in Fre nch to the s ailor s and they reduc e d the numb e r of s troke s per minute one half. / 'l 'e n minutes later four of the men stopp e d rowing, and one of the m went into the bows. Aft e r that the felt its way along at a slow pace. Sudd e nly there was a jar and a grinding s ound for a moment or two as the boat hit a shallow spot and b arely s lid over it. That was hint enough that they were in the very mid s t of the worst part of the perilous s tretch of navigation which they could not have pa s1'e d over only tide was high The captain seem e d to know his way better after tha t incident which was not repeat ed, and fifteen minutes aft erward the boat grounded o n the sandy beach of the i sla nd. Th e m a n in the bows pu s hed h e r off, however) and she c o ntinued on parallel with the shore for a s hort di stance then the bowman leaped on the beach with t he painter in his hand, and guided her till a narrow ent r a nce in th e rocks was reached. It was wide enou gh for a l arg e -sized sloop, or small schoone r, to enter through, and led into a land-locked pool or hav e n, w here the ves s e l could l ie without being seen from the ocean outside The whaleboat soon grounded o n the beach of t his poo l and the trip was at an end "Ashore w i s you, mon ami,1' said Cap t ain Glor ie u x, brusquely, to Hal, and the boy rose from h i s seat and stepped out of the boat. "Zat ees right A lways obey or daires and zen nossing happen "I suppose you have brought me to Chimney I sland?" s aid Hal. "Yais. Dees ees ze Chimney Y ou v ill find heem all right." "How long do you intend keeping me a prisone r here?" "As long as e e t ees nece ssaree "That's rather indefinit e." 'fhe smugg ler shru gged his sho u lders, and, taking H a l by the elbow, led him forward to the base of the Chimn e y rock. Running his big, hairy hand up and down a cerla i u i:;pot be :finally located a spring, which be pre s s ed. A s ection of the rock swung inward like a door, and th e captain and his pris.oner passed into a dark passage. Leaving the door ope n for the conveni e nce o:f his m e n, who had the oars and other articles to bring from the boat, Captain Glorieux pushed Hal ahead of him through the passage. After making two or three turns i t ended in an un der ground cavern, the largest of a series of s e veral. The room was lighted by a kind of headlig h t l amp t hrow ing a very bright light, which illuminat e d ever y corner of the place. \

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20 HAL THE HUS'rLER. In the center of the room a coal fire was burning cheer fully in a large cookstove, the chimney of which went straight up through the rocky roof. Along one side of the place was a double tier of bunks_, eac h furnished with a mattress, a pillow and a pair of blankets. There were ten o f them in all. Against the end .wall near the stove was a rudely-built clresser supplied with crockery alfd glassware, while varioi1s pots and pans hung from pegs driven into crevices in the rock. In the center of the rOOIQ. was a rude table, capable of seating a dozen persons, and on ea<;h side of it were benches long enou gh to accommodate three men each. At the head of the 1table was a common chair, and this, no doubt, was used by the captain when he was on the island. There were many other things in the room, but it is un n ecessary to particularize them "Welcome, mon garcon, to ze quarters of ze smugglaire," said the with a wicked kind of grin. "You like heem, eh?" "I guess it make any difference whether I like it or not," replied Hal. "Eet ees bettaire zat you like zen you feel mooch more at your ease so long as eet ees nece s saree zat you stay here. Tonson," said the skipper to a man, the only occu-. pant of the room till Captain Glorieux and Hal entered, who sat on a stool, nodding before the fire, "vake youse'f up. Get ze move on. The man, who was a Canadian named Thompson, seemed in no hurry to wake up. The skipper shook him roughly, but he only snored and muttered something not very intelligible. "Ah, yah, bete cochon-big peeg. You drink till you gets ze jag on. You mak' me seek," cried the captain angrily 'l'hen turning to Hal he added: "Vat you s'ink of heem." "I don't think much of him," replied the boy. "He ees all to ze vat you call bon-good-when he ees sobaire; but sometime he drink too mooch for hees good, like ze present moment, zen he ees of no use whatevaire. You do not gets ze jag on yourse'f-non?" "I never drink," replied Hal. "Vat, nevaire ?" "Never "Bon garcon," replied the skipper, slapping Hal on the shoulders. "Ah, me zat I keep you tied vhen eet e e s not necessaree." Captain Glorieux took out a, knife and cut Hal's arms loose. "Zat feels bettaire, eh? Go you now and lay yourse'f uown on zat bunk in ze cornaire. Eet ees mos' four o'clock, and you haf not yet had your rest. You need not hurree to tumble out in ze morning. You vill haf nossing to do but eet and fill in ze time as bes' you can." "Have I got to stay down here right along till you get re&dy to let me g9 ?" "Non, non. You vill haf ze run of ze island undaire ze eye of Tonson so soon as I lief; but do not s'ink zat you Jan mak' your escape. No vessel can come wizin a quarter of a mile of dees place. Eet ees impossible, and you vill not swim r.at deestance unless you like to drown yourse'f. Zat would be ver' foolish." Hal made no reply. "Go, mak' your s e f at home in ze bunk. Eet is your a for ze present. I talk to you some ozzer time." The skipper pushed Hal toward the bunk, and, taking the smuggler's action for a command, Hal took off his pea jacket anrl his boots, and turned in. At that moment the six sailors came in and, after de positing the oars of the whale boat and other articles in a corner, drew up at the table, while one of their number brought out a jugo whisky and glasses Captain Glorieux joined them without ceremony, and Hal watched .them until his eyes grew heavy and he sank into a sound sleep. 1 CHAPTER XII. ON CHIMNEY ISLAND. Hal did not wake up till the forenoon was well advanced. The -first thing he was conscious of was that he had a headache, and, as that was a rare complaint with him, he set it down to the close and stuffy atmosphere of tli.e underground cavern, to which he was unused. He was accustomed to plenty of fresh air at all times, and he always kept his room window open, even on the coldest winter's night. He raised himself on his elbow and look e d aroun-d. Eight of the bunks were occupied by sleepers, and two or three of them were snoring loudly. The bunk next his own was used by Captain Glorieux, and Hal studied his rascally countenance some moments in the dull light of the half turned down reflector lamp. "I must see if I can't get out of this place. I'm dying for a breath of fresh air," said Hal, getting out of the bunk and pulling on his boots I wonder what time it is? It must be broad daylight by this time." Walking around t)ie cavern he found a clock suspended against one of the walls, and the hands pointed to half past ten. Hal, after a glance at the sleepers, walked out into the passage, and followed it till he came to the end where the door was. He struck a match and looked to see how he could open it. He was disappointed to find that it worked on some kind of mechanical principle that defied his efforts to open it. "I can't get out of here till I learn how the old thing works," he said. "On the outside there appears to be a spring, the pushing of which r e lea ses it. I suppose there is a similar spring inside, out blessed if I can find it." He gave the job up and returned to the cave, where he found Captain Glorieux up and washing his face in a pail of water. The skipper had noticed the absence of Hal, but did not appear to be greatly conc e rned over 'it. "Aha, mon garcon !" he exclaimed, with his customary wicked grin, as soon as he spied the boy. "You haf been out for ze morning valk before ze dejeuner-breakfas'eh ?"

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HAL THE HUSTLER. 21 ".1. o," replied Hal, shortly. "I tried to get out bui. c:ouldn 't open the door." "You could not open ze door?" answered the skipper, in a bantering tone. "Vat a pity. You vill haf to learn ze leetle secret, zen you vill know how to go and come nhen you like." "I wish you'd let me out, for I 've got a headache from the heat and closeness in here." "You vash your face :first and feex your hair, zen ve vill see," said the captain, standing before a glass and combing out his mustache and imperial. When he had completed his toilet to his satisfaction, he walked to the bunk where 'I'hompson was sleeping, grabbed him by the arm and pulled him out with little ceremony. "Vake up, you lazee chien-dog Eet ees time zat vou attend to ze breakfas'. Gets ze hustle on, or, by gar, I vill make you shump like ze monkey on ze hot stove." He shook Thompson, who acted as chief cook and bottle washer of the place into wakefulnes s and then pushed him toward the stove. Thompson never said a word, but went meekly about his duties, like a man who had no particular spirit. Hal washed up and brushed his hair. "Come, mon ami, ve vill go out and tase ze fresh air. i You vill zen feel mooch bettaire." said Captain Glorieux to 1 Hal. The boy foll"wed him with alacritv. He tried to discover how the skipper opened the door, : but couldn't quite make out, though he learned in a gen eral way where the spring was locat ed. Hal gulped in the cool breeze with avidity as soon as they stepped into the open air. It was a magnificent spring morning. The ocean around the island spark led under the sun's rays as though set with myriads of brilliants. The only sail in sight was a schooner running along in shnre, about four miles"away. Hal turned his gaze toward the beach near the cliff entrance to the cove, for .that was where his mother's farm lay. At that di sta nce he could see little else than the line of shore. There was no surf that morning as the sea was comparativ ely calm. Above hi s h ea d l oomed Chimney Rock, rising close to the water's edge. "You vould like to escalade zat chimney, mon ami," grinned Captain Glorieux, "and take ze bird 's eye look from ze top eh?" "I guess there's no way of getting up there." "A smart garcon like you maybe h e find hees vay for ze fun of ze s'ing Eet ees ver' dangereux, but vat you care for zat? Eef your pied-foot-sleep you take ze tum ble and break your neck; but vat you care for zat? Eet ees nossing. You vill be out of ze vay for good Vhen _you get tire of zc island you try heem," and the skipper grinned wickedly than ever. "I am much obliged to you for the suggestion, and will consider it," replied Hal, sarcastically. Captain Glorieux grinned again,-and then he led Hal to where he could look down into the pool or haven where the whale boat lay. "You nevaire know before zat dees place vas here, non?" he said "No. How could I when I never was on the island be, fore?" 'None of ze people ovaire on ze shore know heem eezer, eh?" "I never h ea rd anyone spea k about it." "Bon. Eet ees ze secret of ze smugglaire No one vill know z e n till you tell zem; but zat vill not be till I am done wis eet." "How long will that be?" a s ked Hal, a bit anxiou s ly. 'l'he captain s hrugged hi s s houlders. "Eet may be soon and eet may be long time., Eet all depends on how s' ing s turn out wis mon bon ami, Cauld aire. Eef ze officaire of ze revenue catch heem wis ze goods zen I vill have to shake ze beesness and mak' myse'f vat you call scarce. In zat case I let you go, mon garconJ ozzerwise nit." "May it be soon," said Hal, with some emphasis. The captain smiled unpleasantly at the boy's remark but said nothing. They walked around the small island Hal examining the pair of twin rocks near the chimney with considerable interest. They s tood half a dozen apart, and were each shape d like half of an old -fa shi oned coffin. Hal could hardly believe that they were the work of nature, so exactly did each resemble the other, and also because the inner, or straight side, :faced each other, so that could they have been pushed tog!!ther ?heir resemblance to a coffin would have been complete The real significa nce of this resemblance did not strike Hal until later on, when it proved to be a very important matter. "I s'ink ze breakfas' ees ready by zis time," said tain Glorieux at last. "Ve vill go and eat heem." When they got back to the cav ern they found the sailors all up and looking hungrily toward the stove, whence came an appetizing odor of fried :fish, veal cutlets, and coffee "Tonson, how ees ze breakfas' ?" bawled the skipper in a sharp tone. "AU ready and waitin'," answered Thompson. "Sect yourse':f beside me," said the captain to Hal. Then he uttered a word in French As if propelled by springs, every sailor made a rus h for the table. 'I'homp s on placed a big dish of :fish before the captain, just in front of a stack of plates, and then proceeded to hand around cups of coffee, beginning with the smuggler chieL "You will haf some fee s h, man garcon? Eet is right out of ze vataire Tonson catch heem." Hal saw no reason why he should refuse to eat simply because hE1 was in hard luck. The morning air had given him a :fine appetite, and the :fish smelt good. Captain Glorieux handed him a liberal allowance, then helped himself and afterwards the men. 'rhe :fish was succeeded by the cutlets.

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HAL THE HUSTLER. There were only two, intended solely for the captain him s elf. It pleased him, however, to share the ili s h with Hal. "You vill haf a cotelette, mon ami ?" he said, shoving one on Hal's plate. The boy did not refuse it. Tl?-e sailors seemed to regU;rd the captain's treatment of Hal with intere s t. They left the table one by one, lig,hted their pipes and s trolled out of the cavern. Thompson furtively watched the boy from the stove, whe re he s tood waiting for the captain to leave the table s o that he could get 1:J.is own breakfast. Hal caught his eye once or twice. He had learned from the captain that he and Thomp son w e re to be the sole occupants of the island after that evening until the skipper returned again. Thomps.on would receive instructions to keep an eye on his movements, and he would be held responsible that the pri s oner did not get away. Hal sized the cook and general factotum up as a goou natured fellow and easy to get along with. He thought he would have no trouble in getting away. from the island if he could attract the attention of some :fisherman and swim out to his boat. It would be a long swim at the best, and only a boy of Hal's skill and endurance would chance such a thing. Bre akfa s t over Hal was permitted to get out into the fresh air again, this time without the skipper as a com panion, but he did not doubt that the sailors, who were smoking on the rocks in the sun, would keep a sharp eye on him. CHAPTER XIII. WHAT THE THIN POCKETBOOK CONTAINED. The day hung heavy on Hal's hands, for he wasn't in the habit of lolling around and twiddling his thumbs. He always found something to keep his mind occupied of a Sunday at home. It was the day when he read his newspapers and maga zines, and sometimes a book on some profitable subject with an eye to the future. Here on the island he had nothing to do but kill time. Dinner was served up at five o'clock, and Hal had a goo d a,ppetite for it. So had the captain and the sailors. A s soon a s it began to grow dark Captain Glorieux and the six s ailors began to make preparations to depart. The y intend e d to cross over to the cove, leave the whale boat in c harge of Caleb Caulder, go on to the town of Solon and take a Washington County Railroad train for Calais, on the St. Croix River, which formed the Canadian bound a ry line of the province of New Brunswick. The captain then intended to secure a new sloop and try his luck with another cargo of liquor, for the trade was profitable as long as it was not interfered with by the authorities. At last darkness descended on the seascape and everything was ready for the departure. "Au plaisir, mon ami" (good-by, my friend), said Cap tuin Glori e ux, s tepping into the boat. "You vill make your :;e'f at home iill I return. You vill find Tonson a good feylow, but r e membaire he vill sleep viz une eye open." The s muggler favored Hal with one of his wicked grins and th e n gave the order to shove off. Hal w ent to the rocks above ihe pool and sat there for some time, thinking of his home, and wond e ring whut w c 1 e the f e elings of his and sister over his mys t e riou s absence. Thompson sat a short di s tance away, smoking and ruminatin g over the hard lot of a man-of-all-work in the e mploy of a gang of smugglers. If h e k ept an eye on th e boy it wasn't apparent. Above them both the stars looked down with uncommon. brigntness, while the light ocean bre eze swept their faces. Finally Hal got up and walked over to his companion in exile. "You've got orders to watch me while Captain Glorieux is away, I suppose?" he said. "I r e ckon," replied Thompson, taking his pipe from his mouth and blowing out a cloud of smoke "What's the use of watching me? I can't get away as the cas e stands." "That' s right. Neither can I." "Do you want to?" asked Hal, quickly. "Wish I could," was the reply. "Tired of your job here, eh?" "I dunno. I've been in wuss place s." "But you said you wished you could get away." "So I do-for awhile at any rate. There ain t nothin' doin' here whe n th e s kipper i s awa y." "Have you been here ever since this-smuggling bu si-ness has bee n in operation?" "I reckon I have." "How long is that?" "Some months." "How many cargoes of liquor have been run?" "Half a dozen I guess." "When do you expect the Frenchman back?" "Dunno. He comes when he gets ready." "He's bound to be caught some day, and then the bunch of you will go to the p e nitentiary." "I reckon," replied Thompson, blowing moie tobacco smoke. "Thep. I don t see what you expect fo gain by sticking to the bu si ne s s." "I ain't doing no smugglin'. I'm only the cook." "You are helping the smuggler s and will be punished as an accomplice." "I don t amount to nothin.' I've got to do as the skipper says." "That won t excuse you in a court of justice." "What aTC you gettin' at?" "Help me get awa y from here and I'll see that vou won't get sent fo prison with the skipper and the rest of the gang." "I wouldn t dare. The skipper would shoot me." "How could he if you got away with me? Once the revenue officers got their hands on Captain Glorieux he d be jailed and couldn't shoot anybody." "He'd shoot me when he got out." "That wouldn't be for years, and long before that you

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HAL 'rHE HUSTLER. 23 --========================================================================== could be earning an honest living where he never would of La Reine des M:ers on the approach of the revenue cuthe able to spot you. ter's party. "It ain't no use talkin'. I couldn't help you if I wanted He pulled it out and uttered a slight exclamation on to. We haven't got a boat and no rowboats ever come over beholding the article, which he had until that moment for here. Any kinu of l31ger craft can't get nearer than gotten all about. a quarter of a mile of the island, and only in some plac-es "This undoubtedly belongs to the Frenchman," hQ when the tide is high. It ain't no use thinkin' of gettin' thought. "l'll take the liberty of looking in,to it, but from away." the feel and looks I guess there isn't much, if anything, "The captain has come to the island in a big sloop l:oaded iri. it." with cargo. How does he do it?" Removmg t?e wide rubber band he opened the wallet. "He knows a channel that runs through the shoals." There was nothing in it but a soiled piece of paper, "So I thought. The entrance to it lies to the east and folded across north, doesn't it?" He opened and spread it out on the table, for he sa'\\ "What makes you think so?" that it a of writing. ."I was out :fishing with a friend tlie other day on the The wntmg was m English, not hkely to edge of the shoals, and I saw the captain and another man have been the product of Gloneux. bail away from the island in a catboat. They couldn't have Hal uttered an exclamat10n as his eyes mastered the :first done it without a perfect knowledge of a clear channel. noted the direction they sailed, but that wouldn't enable This is what he read: me or anybody else to find it, for I have no doubt one How to Reach Chimney Island at Any Stage of the Tide. must go by certain landmarks on the island-the Ohimney, When C bears WSW ab. 1-2 m keep 3 on p, s till for instance, and possibly the twin rocks near it. The :five Twins form coffin. Luff and get 1 on p, 3 on s, 1 da. When old maid&--those rocks out yonder," and Hal waved bis 1 on p bears SE tack bringing 2 on p, on s, with center arm in the darkness-" probably cut some :figure in the matr ab. two p on p bow till in line with C. Haul w till C ter, for I noticed he p11Ssed among them." bears SW with 2 on p, 3 on s Short tack to NW till C "You're purty smart, I guess. Say, why did the skipper bears SSW. Short tack to S bringing Con sb. Tack bring bring you here? Did you :find out somethin' about the ing C da. Then all clear. landin' of them cases last night?" "I did. I found out all about them. Then I was caught and made a prisoner of and afterward brought here to pre vent me from giving the information away." "So I thought. It was a bad thing for you. You're lucky that the skipper didn't shoot you, or toss you over board on the way over. He must have took a fancy to you. He's a dangerous man. I'm afraid of him." Thompson smoked on for awhile reflectively till his pipe out, and then he suggested that they get to bed. Hal had no objection to going to bed, although the hour was early, and so they walked down the rocks and passed into the passage, the door closing after them. As it clanged to and shut them in the thought suddenly struck the boy that if Thompson should happen to drop dead before morning he might be buried alive, as it_ were, tmtil the Frenchman came back. Of course, such a thing wasn't likely to happen, neverthe less, the idea was not a pleasant one. Thompson turned up the lamp, more for Hal's benefit than his own, and then proceeded to get into his bunk. Hal didn't feel particularly sleepy, and seeing a weekold Canadian newspaper, sat at the table and began to read "Turn the lamp down when you're ready to turn in," said Thompson. Hal said he would, and ten minutes later Thompson was fast asleep. The boy read for half an hour, then threw the paper down and prepared to go to bed. Happening to put his hand in the pocket of his pea jacket his :fingers closed about the thin brown pocketbook he had pi.eked up on the shore at the spot where Cap tain Glorieux had stood after hurriedly vacating the wreck Then followed similar directions "To get out." "By George!" exclaimed Hal, "if this isn't the sailing directions for the channel that no one in this neighbor hood knows anything about. I guess I'm sailor enough to be able to study this thing out, and once I get the hang of it I'll be able to sail in and out through the chQD nel as well as Captain Glorieux himself." Thus speaking, Hal isot down to business. CHAPTER XIV. ( THE IMPORTANT PACKET. I Although the directions seemed something uf a puzzle on their face, Hal felt satisfied that he would soon ba able to master them. "When C bears WSW ab. 1-2 m. That's easy to begin with," he breathed. "C undoubtedly means the Chimney, and when it bears west south-west about half a mile keep three on p-three what? Two on s till Twins form cof fin. P must mean port, and therefore S means starboard. Till Twins form ooffin clearly means when the course of the boat brings the two rocks together so that they look like a single rock in the fo11m of a coffin. The puzzle is, what did the writer mean by keep three on port and two on starboard?" Hal pondered over the enigma for a good ten minutes, and then gave an exclamation of satisfaction. "I have it. He meant the :five old maids that lie to the north and east of the island. You must keep three of them on the port side, and two on the starboard till the twin rocks come together. Luff and get one of the old maids on port, three on starboard and one da. What does da mean? Why, dead ahead, of course. Say, this is easy. I'll have it all out in a minute or

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24 HAL THE HUSTLER. I He worked away industriously for five or six minutes, will be much safer for us than if it were in any bank. The and the following was the final and satisfactory result of secret service of the American Government, as well as the his efforts: smartest detectives of the Dominion, are alrea.dy on the "When the Chimney bears west southwest about half job, but they will never dream that the document they a mile away, keep thrne old maid rocks on port side and are in search of is hidden on Chimney Island off the coast two on sta.rboard till the Twin rocks on the island form of Maine," and the little nfan rubbed his hands with sat a coffin. Then luff and get one old ma!d on port, three on isfaction. starboard, and one dead ahead. When one old maid on "Nevair-nevair in ze vorld," exclaimed the skipper. port bears southeast tack, bringing two old 1 maids on port, "Zere, go een vis you, mon oie (goose) zat vill lay ze golden two on starboard, with center one of the five about two oeufs (eggs)-go een and hatch zem out vhiles ve vait. points on the port bow till in 1ine with Chimney. Haul How \nooch you s'ink ze reward vill be,, mon ami ?" wind till Chimney fiears southwest with two old ma.ids on "Fifty thous;J:nd dollars, at least-maybe double that." port and three on starboard. Make short tack to north"Feefty t'ousan' dollaire Helas Ve s'all be vat you west till Chimney bears south southwest. Another short call vell feexed.;' tack to south, bringing Chimney on starboard bow. Tack, "I should say so. Now let us get aboard again before bringing Chimney dead ahead. Then all clear sailing to any of your men get curious about our movements up here." island." "Zere ees nossing to fear from zem. I haf zero 15roken Having mastered the way to follow the channel in, he to ze harness." easily figured out the directions to follow the channel from "We will return to St. John in the morning, Etienne." the island to the open water beyond the shoals. "Yais; as soon as ze daylight vill give me ze bearings He put the writing carefully away in his inner vest of ze channel." pocket, turned into bed and was soon asleep. Captain Glorieux and the little man then walked away, A week pa:.llsed rather drearily a .way to Hal, and Sunday leaving Hal very :much astonished at what he had over came around again without the slightest chanbe ha;\'ing heard. presented itself fol' him to make his escape. "Gracious!" ejactllated the boy. "So that little redLate in the afternoon a sail was seen a{>proaching the headed man has stole:p. a paper-a treaty, he called it-island from the eastward. from the trunk of the secreta.ry of some commission. This Hal and Thompson were seated at the base of th.e Chim_. paper, it seems, is of considerable importance to our State ney at the tirrie. Department, and the Frenchman and the red-headed chap They watched the sail with interest, for it struck them expect to get at least $50,000 for returning it. That's it might be the Frenchman back with a ne.w. sloop and J a more profitable game than the smuggling business-pro another cargo. vided they can put it through. I think it's my duty to Hal and Thompson were seated at the base of the I head them off, if I can, and restore that to the ney at the time. secreta.ry of the commission, or to the -State Department. "It's the skipper," said Thompson; and Hal agreed with It is hidden in a small hole in the base of the Chimney. him. I must see if I can find the hole now that I've got its The sl9op threaded the dangers of the shoals without -general location in my mind, eventhough it is dark." accident and finally came to anchor in the pool. So Hal went to the spot where Captain Glorieux and the Captain Glorieux and a dapper little man in black, with little red-beaded man hadstood talking and began lookred hair ?Dd a foxy face, came ashore. ing for the hole by matchlight, the glare of which he The skipper took his companion into the underground partially shaded with his hat. cavern. He found a number of holes, but there was nothing in Thompson took advantage of the fact to go aboard the them, and he was about to give up the job for the time sloop to see his friends the sailors. being whenhis hand accidentally dislodged a white stone The sun sank and darkness came on. that lay upon a narrow shelf, and which looked as if Hal was standing in the shadow of one of the Twin it had fallen there. rocks when the Frenchman and the dapper individual came As the stone rolled away" the light of the expiring match out on the rocks and walked up to the base of the Chimney, 'in Hal's fingers showed him a hole running diagonally into where they stopped within earshot of our hero. Chimney Rock. "Dese ees ze place ve vill put he .em. Zere ees une petit He put his hand into the hole and felt a thin packet that (small) hole in ze rock vliere he vill be safe as in ze Bank was secured by a piece of tape and a seal. of France. No one vill evaire suspect zat ze papaire vich He pulled it out in a twinkling. ees of so rriuch eernportance to ze Department of State of ze The packet was done up in oiled paper in a very careEtats Unis, and vich you haf stole from ze trunk of ze ful manner so that if it fell into water its contents would J secretary of ze commission, s'all be hid in dees hole. Vhen not be wetted. ze time ees ripe, and ze reward visout questions ees cer-Hal put the precious packet into an inner pocket of his tain, ve vill come here and get heem, and zen ve vill divide pea jacket, and was turning' away from the Chimney ze rnonee, and zen I s'all give up ze smuggle of ze brandee when a heavy hand was suddenly laid on his shoulder, and sail for La Belle France; vhere I vill leeve like ze king and a fierce voice hissed in his ear: so long as possible," said Captain Glorieux. "Aha, mon garcon I haf caught you, haf I? You "Very good, Etienne,'' replied the red-headed man. "Put haf made ze discovery of ze packeet, and you try to play the treaty in there and cover the hole with a stone. It ze tiefs You s'all be an ungrateful young rascal. But I

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26 HAL THE HUSTLER. Hal heard the captain's words and saw that his ene mies were closing in all around him. He was trapped, indeed, and his fate seemed sealeu. "He'll not haYe the satisfaction of shooting me," Hal gritted b e tween his teeth. "I'll take my chance in the water, for that is my only avenue of escape now, and it's a. mighty slim one." At that moment Captain Glorieux flashed a lantern around the rock and caught sigb.t of Hal in the gloom. "So, zere you are, mon garcon," he said, with a short, malicious laugh. "You t'ought you vould mak o.f )OUr se'f scarce, eh? Hand ovaire ze packeet or I shoot you like ze dog." "I'll hand over nothing. Come here and get it if you want it," cried Hal, desperately. "By ga.r! You are une brave garcon. C'est bien dom mage--et ees a great peety zat I mus' keel you, but zere ees nt. ozzer vays to deal vis such a slippery feylow as you who makes himse'f acquainted with all ze secrets of mon business. Now, zen, say ze prayer. You haf une minute t o leeve ..... The captain raised his revoJ.ver as he spoke. Hal did not wait for him to take aim, but dived head fo remost into the sea. Captain Glorieux fired at his vanishing fi'gure, and then shouted excitedly to his men to get a boat and chase the boy T his, in the darkness, was like hunting for a needle i n a hayrick. When Hal came to the surface he struck out for the shore, five miles away. With strong and steady strokes he cut his way through the water, and had got nearly a mile from the island before he felt really tired 'rhen he turned over o n his back and floated awhile to rest his arms. After awhile he renew ed the struggle in the dark waters. So, alternately swimming and floating, he stuck pluck ily to his foriorn task until he had actually c.overed four miles of the way Another mile yet remained, and he was almost exhausted But he wouldn't give up until every ounce of his strength had given out _,,, So he kept on and covered another half mile. Suddenly he heard the throbbing of a steame r's engine in the distance. : He saw the shini n g brigh t light from a small o ncoming craft, lying low in the water, close to him. He raised hims elf in the water and shouted "Hel p Help I" It was a clear, still night, and his voice reached the look out on the steamer's bows. Word was quickly passed aft that there was somebody in the water close by. The steamer was stopped, a boat ordered a.way, and it was lowered with the precision and quickness of a manof war, while a searchlight was turned upon the surfaee of the sea in the direction w h en c e came the cry for help. Ha.l's li.ead was made out as he feebl y beat the water in his last efforts to keep himself afloat, and the boat d ashed ap alongsi d e of him. As a sai l or reached over an d grabbed h i m b y the col lar the boy gave a gasp and fainted dead away He was taken into the boat and was i;oon on the deck o.f the revenue cutter Enlerprise Wlicn he came to his sen ses he found himself in a bunk anu the surgeon ministering to him. ln a ol1ort lime he was strong enough to tell his story. \\'hen he learned that he was aboard a revenue cutter he to see the comma:der, and that officer made his appearance. To him Hal related his story of all he had gone through since the night he was captured in Caleb Cauldei:'s 'rbe lieutenant was astonished, particularly at the boy's great feat of swimming four miles and a half from the island, not only in the effort to escape the smugglers, but to restore the important packet, with whose loss the officer was familiar The revenue cutter put into Coveport at once and the officer telegraphed the facts to Washington. Hal left the packet in his care and hurried home to his mother and sister, who received him with great joy. Next morning every paper of note in the country printe
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FAME AND FOR'l'UNE WEEKLY. 27 Fame and Fortune Weekly NEW YORK, NOVEMBER 26, 1909. TERMS TO SUBSCRIBERS Single Coples .............................................. .. One Copy Three Months .................................. One Copy Six Months ..................................... One Copy One Vear ....................................... Po.stage Free. .05Cents .65 Cents $1.25 $2.50 HOW TO SEND MONEY-At ourriek send P. 0. Money Order, Check, or RegiateredA.etter; remittances In any other way are at your risk. We accept PoLge Stampe the same as cash. When sending silver wrap the Coin in a separate piece of paper to avoid cutting the envel ope. Write 1JOU1' name and address plainl71. Address letters to GEO. G. TreHnrer S1NCIL.&.1a Tou8Jicv, Preatdeot i Frank Tousey Publisher cu ... E.NTuwo.a,s.cretar1 24 Union .Sq., New York GOOD STORIES. Many of the railways are arranging .to employ telephones for train dispatching, the Northern Pacific having already 470 miles of telephone in service and 250 more projected, while the New York Central will have its whole route to Chicago under telephone control when 200 miles of equipment, in ad dition to the present 250 upon the Michigan Central, is com plete. Professor Trilbert, of the Pasteur Institute, of Paris, has demonstrated recently that burning sugar develops formic acetylene-hydrog en, one of the most powerful antiseptic gases known. Five grams of sugar (77.16 grains) were burned under a glass bell holding ten quarts. After the vapor had cooled bacilli of t;vphus, tuberculosis, cholera, smallpox, etc., were placed in the bell in open glass tubes, and within half an hour all the microbes were dead. If sugar is burned in a closed vessel containing ptitrified meat or the contents of rotten eggs, the offensive odor disappears at once. The pop ular faith in the disinfecting qualities of burned sugar ap pears, therefore, well foimded. The experiment of placing dogs on board the obsolete Fren6h warship Jena the .other day before battering her with pro jectiles was cruel; nevertheless, the English were once guilty in a very similar case. This was in 1872 when sheep and goats were shut up in the turret of H. M. S. Glatton, which was then pounded by the Itotspur with her heavy guns. The turret was not pierced, while the animals it contained were found at the conclusion of the bombardment to be uninjured and apparently quite unconcerned. Their ex'perience, there fore, was a pleasant one compared with that undergone by the dogs in the Jena, most of whom were either burned to death or asphyxiated, while those that escaped alive were driven mad by terror. A monkey-eating eagle from the Philippines, the first spec imen ever captured alive, has taken up residence at the Lon don Zoological Gardens. As he sits on a stump in his large cage, blinking gray eyes at his new surroundings and with te long crest of dirty brown feathers on the top of his head rumpled as though he had been running his fingers through his hair, he looks ridiculously like a rather worried human being. He has the largest beak in the eagle house---a. black, savage looking hook an inch deep. His body is dark brown, with breast feathers of a dirty cream color. His full name is Pithecophaga Jefferyi, or Jeffery's monkey-eating eagle. He was captured by means of snares set around the body of a young pig. He will have to abandon his penchant for man keys in favor of a diet of chickens and duck. The price to be paid for him is not yet settled, but on account of his rarity it will be a large one. Several other zoological societies have done their best to secure so rare a specimen for themselves. A few seasons ago some of the automobilists of Washing ton adopted the chimes signal, consisti-bg of a serjes of mellow whistles, the resultant note of which was a soft, tremulous warning chord. This musical device was generally regarded with favor. It was an infinite improvement over the aggres sive "honk-honk" of the average automobile horn and added a touch of harmony to the varied noises of tne street. There was no possible mistaking the presence of an automobile when one of these whistles was sounded. But for some inscrutable reason they were barred, possibly on the ground that they were 1 whistles and not horns, a police regulation forbidding the sounding Of all whistles within the city. That regulation was aimed at the locomotive blast in the interest of public peace, and it always appeared to be a stretch of the official imagina tion to construe it. so literally as to exclude the harmonious chime whistle of the motor c:ar. -,.., JOKES AND JESTS. Child (to caller at door)-Mamma is out. Caller-Do you think she would let you come to a party on Saturday? Child (eagerly)-Oh, I'll run upstairs and ask her! The Lady Helper at the Christmas Party-Do you think you could eat any more plum pudding, Willie? Willie-I think I could, mum, if you'd let me stand up to it. Eva-She never had a beau in all her life. Katherine--And yet she has the nerve to declare that her face is her fortune. Eva-Gracious! It must be one of those 'unclaimed fortunes' we hear so much about. Young Wife (reprovingly)-"My dear love, you know my dear mother can't bear cigars, and she won't remain with us a week if you smoke them in the house." Young Husband-" All right, my dear, I'll smoke a pipe." A Washington physician was recently walking on Connect! cut avenue with his five-year.old son, when they were obliged to stop at a side street to await the passing of a funeral pro cession. The youngster had never seen anything of the kind. His eyes widened. Pointing to the hearse, he asked, "Dad, what's that?" "That, my son," said the physician, with a grim smile, "is a mistaken diagnosis." In the Missouri State Prison at Jefferson City are 1,761 prisoners. According to an artigle in The Nort?i. American 395 of them are Baptists, 361 Methodists, 6 Jews, and 1 Christian Scientist. This calls to mind a story about the late Rev. Di:. John Hall. The good doctor was once walking home from preaching at a Sunday night meeting out in the country. In the moonlight he saw a man lying drunk in the gutter, and going up to him, gave him a shake. "Here," he said, "it is a shame for a nice, respectable-looking man like you to be lying in the gutter." The man opened his tipsy eyes and saw the long, black coat. "Are you a minishter?" he asked. "Yes," said Dr. Hall. "Come, get up." "Preshbyterian?" queried the inebriate. "Yes," was the answer, somewhat impatiently, "I am." "Then,'' said the other, "hel,P me up; I'm a Preshbyter ian mrselt."

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FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY. DENOUNCED ON HIS WEDDINtt EVE \ By John Sherman. Mildred Montroy was an orphan. I had known her mother and father well, and at the death of the latte1 I was appointed Mildred's guardian. Mildred was then within a year of her majority. She was, by the consent of her parents, engaged to one Wil bur Whitting, a promising young man, also an orphan, who was completing his education in Europe When Mildred was twenty-one they were to be married. I was at this time established as a private detective in New York City. t Three months before the day set for Mildred's wedding Wil bur Whitting returned home from Erope. I had never seen him before, and I must confess that, while he was a handsome fellow, there was something in his bold and crafty glance that filled me With a vague and undefined distrust. I caught sight of Bolter and Smith Whittaker in the rear room. I longed to learn the object of this secret meeting, for I felt sure that some villainy was being plotted, but it was impossible to gain an entrance to the room. I lounged about the saloon as long as I dared, without ex posing myself to suspicion, for the place was a resort of criminals, who are very quick to spot a "fly cop," as they call the detectives. Finally I passed out to the street. Not twenty minutes later three men came out. They were in disguise, but their voices betrayed them to me. f "I don't know, boys, as I to run the fisk of detection by taking a hand in the work you have laid out for to-night, for I'm sure of a fortune with the detective's ward, and I 've no call' for any more of this work," said Whitting. "That's so; but you like the cold dollars, and you'll need some of them before your wedding day," said Whittaker. "True," assented Whitting. "Are you sure Katholina is dead?" suddenly asked Bolter. "Yes. Did we not have Viva's word for that before we left -Mildred's conduct, after puzzled me. the arrival of Wilbur Whitting, Europe? But why do you ask?" said Whiting. At first she w'as all smiles, and it seemed she was supremely happy, but soon a troubled expression came upon her face. I was convinced that Mildred was the victim of a secret sorrow, and I could not but connect her affianced husband with her unhappy state, since it had developed i;;ince his re turn. But I could not ask Mildred to unburden her heart to me One tping I could do, though-I could watch Wilbur Whit ting, and I did. "I could almost swear I saw the face of Katholina look out of the window of a that passed me to-day. She is a revengeful woman, and If she should yet be living, she may seek to block your little game." "I tell you she is dead," said Whitting. With this they passed on, and I heard no more. They took their way to a private residence on East Thirty first street. I crept along on the opposite side of the str. eet. Glancing up at the number or the house in front of which I made some startling discoveries, and they amounted to r had taken my stand, I saw the number, and consequently this. knew wbat the numbe r of the house the criminals had halted The affianced husband of my dear Mildred was a gambler and, even worse, the associate of criminals. One night I was standing in the lobby of the Hoffman House, when I saw Wilbur Whitting and two other young men enter the barroom. I knew the companions of y oung Whitting. One was Jerry Bolter, an ex-convict, and the other was a pal of the notorious Smith W)littaker, the "safe blower," or "Prince of the Gopher Men," as his associates called him. I sauntered into the gilded saloon after the two young men and my ward's affianced. As they stood drinking at the bar, a few words of their conversation came to my ears quite distinqtly. "To-night at eleven. Red Mike's place in the0Bowery," said Whittaker. "All right; I'll be there," answered Wilbur Whitting. With this they separated. Wilbur Whitting y.'ent in the direction of my residence, where Mildred had made her home since she returned from a seminary o'.n the Hudson, where she had been educated. I kept the two criminals under surveillance until they entered a disreputable dive saloon in the lower part of the Bowery. When, at the appointed time, Wilbur Whitting arrived at the place and entered it I did the same. It chanced that 1 1 had been in disguise when I saw my ward's affianced and his criminal associates enter the bar room in the Hoffman House. I wore the same costume now, and so I feared no recog nition. Wilbur Whitting passed straight through the barroom and entered a room at its rear, which the barkeeper unlocked for him and then relocked when he had entered. before must be The house was that of a wealthy friend of mine. I knew he kept a considerable sum of money in the safe at all times. The burglars began to work at the lock. It would never do to l e t them enter the house. I crossed the sfreet and blew a shrill whistle. I was aware that I could not arrest three persons alone. Instantly the burglars rushed from the house. I crouched down close be side the fence. They passed me, but the affianced of Mildred, who came last, saw me. Quick as thought he whipped out a knife and made a leap at me. My revolver cr. acked, and a bullet went crashing through the hand that grasped the knife Then I dashed away. I was not pursued. Next day I met Mildred in the library. "Mildred," I said, "something troubles you Will you not trust me by telling me what it is? Remember, my child, I have your best good at heart. I would fill to you the place of a father." "I know that, dear guardian, but I can scarcely tell you, anu yet-and yet, perhaps, it is better that I should, for there is a strange mys tery that troubles me." "Thanks for your co nfidence, Mildred." "How shall I begin?" she said, after a moment or so of silence. "Let me see," she ;went on. "From the first day of Wilbur's return he puzzled me. There was something about him unlike the Wilbur I had promised to marry. Do you believe be could have changed in his nature, or could have

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FAM:E AND :FORTUNE W]jEKLY. 29 forgotten many little things that occurred before he went to Europe?" "I hardly think s o," I answered. "The more I have thought of this the more troubled I have become, and now, at last, I have arrived at the startling con clusion that Wllbur Whitting is not the Wilbur Whitting to whom I was engaged before he left for Europe!" "Not your Wilbur?" I exclaimed. "No, no; of, there is some terrible mystery here, guardian; I loved Wilbur Whitting as he was, not as he is." ''Thank Heaven for that!" I said fervently. Mildred looked startled as she asked: "Why do you say that?" The time to tell her of the discoveries I had made regarding the character of Wilbur Whitting had come, and I was glad that our conversation had led to that point. I told Mildred all. She was startled. "This mystery must be cleared up; I will see Wilbur no more until all is explained. Though it breaks my heart to do so, I will tell him our engagement is at an end," said earnstly. "No, no; you must not do that. I have a plan, which will, I trust, bring everything out right. Be guided by me. Treat Wilbur as of old; say not a word of what you have learned," I advised. A terrible possibility had occurred to me. I believe
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ROW TO DO TRICKS WITH CA.RDS .-Conta.inlng uplanations of the general principles of sleight-of-hand applicable to card tricks; of card tricks with ordinary cards, and not requiring llelght-of-hand; of tricks involving sleight-of-hand, or the use of -ially prepared cards, Ba. :Professot HafWer. lllustrated. NI?. 72. HOW TO DO SIXTY TRICKS WITH bracmg all of the latest and most d ec eptive card tricks, with il lustrations. By A Anderson. No. 77. HOW 'l' O DO FORTY' THICKS WITH CARDS. deceptive Card '!' ricks as performed by leading conjurora and magicians. Arianged for home amusement. Fully illustrated. MAGIC. No. 2. BOW TO DO TRICKS.-'l'he great book of magic and card tricks, containing f ull instruction on all. the leading card tricks of the also most popular magi cal illusions as performed by our: mag1c1ans; every boy should obtain a. copy of this book, as 1t will both am us e and instruc t. No: 22. HOW TO DO SEOOND SIGHT.-Heller's second sight explamed b;y: his former Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how the secret dialogues were earned on b e tween the magician and the boy on stage; .als o giving all the codes and signals. The only authentic explanation of second sight. No. 43. HOW TO BECOME A. MAGICIAN.-Containing the -;>f illu s ions ever placed before the public. Also tricks with cards. mcantati<;>ns etc. No. 68. HOW 'l'O DO CHEMICAL 'l'lUCKS.-Containlng over one hundre d highly amus ing and ins t ructive tricks with chemical. By A. Anders o n. Handsomely illustrateJ. No. 69. HOW TO DO SLEIGHT OF HAND.-Oontaining over !ifty of the latest and best tricks u s ed by magicians. A.l&o oontain mg _the se c r:et of second sight. Fully illustrated. By .A. Anderson. No .. 70. HOW MAGIC 'l'OYS.-Containing full d1rect10ns for makmg Magic 'l' oys and devices of many kinds. By A. Anderson. Fully illustrated. Noi 73 .. HOW. TO J:?O TRICKS WITH NUMBERS.-Showing many curious with figures and the magic of numbers. By A.. Anderson. Fully illustrate d. .No. 7:5. HOW TO A OONJUROR. Containinc tricks with Domwos, Dice, Cups and Balls, Hats, etc thirty-six illustrations. By A. Anderson. No. 78. TO DO THE .BLACK ART.-Containing a com. plete of the mysteries of Magic and Sleight of Hand together with man1 wonderful experiments. By A. Anderson'. Illustrated. MECHANICAL. No. 29. HOW TO BECOME AN INVENTOR.-Every boy how inventions originated. This book explains them all, examples in electricity, hydraulics, magnetism, optics, pneumatics, me c hanics, etc. The most instructive book published. No. 5?. HOW TO BECOME AN ENGINEER.-Containing full mstructlons how to proceed in order to become a locomotive en gineer; also directions for building a model locomotive together with a full description of everything an engineer should know. No. 57. HOW TO MAKE MUSIJ'<-CA.L INSTRUMENTS.-Full directions how to make a Banjo, Vio1in, Zither, Allolian Harp, Xyfo. ph .. ne and o ther musical instruments; together with a brief de scription of nearly every musical instrument used in ancient or modern times. Profusely illustrated. By Algernon S. Fitzgerald, for twenty years bandmaster of the Royal Bengal Marines. No. 59. HOW TO MAKE A MAGIC LA.NTERN.-Containing a description of the lantern, together with its 1iistory and invention. Also full directions for Its use and for painting slides. Handsomel7 illustrated. By John A.lien. No. 71. HOW '1'0 DO MECHANICAL TRICKS.-Oontaininf complete instructions for p e rforming over sixty Mechanical Tricks. By A. Anderson. Fully illustrated. LETTER WRITING. No. 11. BOW TO WRITE LOVE-LETTERS.-A mot1t com plete little book, containing full directions for writing love-lettera, and when to use them, giving spe c imen letters for young and old. No. 12. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS TO LADIES.-Givinc complete instructions for writing letters to ladies on all also letters of introdu c tion, notes and requests. No. 24. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS TO GENTLEMEN.Containing full directions fpr writing to gentlemen on all subjects; also giving sample letters for instruction. No. 53. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS.-A wonderful little book, telling you how to write to your sweetheart, your father, mother, sister, brother, employer; and, in fact, everybody and any body you wish to write to. Every young man and every young lady in the land should have this book. No. 74. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS CORRECTLY.-Con taining full instructions for writing letters on almost any 1911bject; 11:110 r .ulet1 for punctuation ucl COllll)QlitiGD, wltb IJllCiaen letters.

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THE STAGE. No. 41. TBE,J OF NEW YORK ENl> MEN'S JOKE BOOK.-Contammg a great variety of the latest jokes used by the famous men. No amateur minstrels is complete without this wonderful httle book. No .. THE OF NEW YORK STUl\fP SPEAKER.Contai?mg a varied asso,rtn:ient of stump speeches, Negro, Dutch and Irish. Also end mens Jokes. Just the thing for home amuse No. 31. BOW TO BECOME A SPEAKEJR.-Containing fCJlll't teen illustrations, giving the different positions requisite to become a good speaker, reader and elocutionist. Also containing gems froa the popular !luthors of and poetry, arranged in the mod simple and concis:i manner possible. No. 4:9 .. HOW TO DEBATE.,--Glving rules for <:ppducting d bates, outlmes for debate11, questions for discussion and tbe b ... sourcelil for procuring info&'mation on the queiiltions &iven. ment and amateur shows. No. 45. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK MINSTREL GUIDE SOCIETY. AND JOKl!J BQOl<.;--Something new and very instructive. Every No. 3. HOW TO FLIR'r.-'l'he arts ancr wiles or flirtation an boy. o ,btam this book, as it contains full instructions for orfully explained by this little book. Besides the various methods of cam zmg an amatenr minstrel troupe. ha.r. HOW T<;> LOVJ)l.-A C?mp1ete guide ti? love, Scemc Artist and Property Man. By i: prominent Stage Manager and marnage, givmg sensible advice, rules and etiquette N?. 80. GUS WILLIAMS' JOKE BOOK.-Containing the to be observed, with many curious ad interesting things not gen est ;okes, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renowned and erally known. ever popular G erman comedian. Sixty-four pages handsome No. l 'i. TO DRESS.-Containing full instruction in the colored cover containing a half-tone photo of the author, art dressmg and well at home and abroad, giving the HOUSEKEEPING. 16. ll9W TO K .EEP A, WIND.OW GARDEN.-Containing full mstruct10nlil for conjltructmg a wmdow garden either in town or country, and the most approved methods for raising beautiful lowers at home. The most complete book of the kind ever pub' llshed. No. 30. HOW TO COOK.-One of the most instructive books on cookini ever published. It. contains. recipes for cooking meats, fish, game. and oysters; also p1es, puddmgs, cakes and all kinds of pastry, and a grand collection of recipes by one of our most popular cooks. No. 37. HOW TO KE:JP HOUSE.-It contains information for every body, boys, girls, men and women; it will teach you how to make almost anything around the house, such as parlor ornaments brac kets, cements, Aeolian harps, and bird lime for catching birds.' selecnons of colors, material, and how to have them made up. No. 18. HOW TO "BECOME BlllAUTIFUL.-One of the brightest and most valuable little books ever given to the world. Everyl;>ody wishes to. kn?w how to become beautiful, both male and female. The secret is simple, and almost costless Read this bools and be convinced how to become beautiful. BIRDS AND ANIMALS. No. 7. BOW TO KEEP BIRDS.-Handsomely illustrated and containing full instructions for the management and training of the mockingbird, bobolink, blackbird, paroquet, parrot, etc. No. 39. HOW TO RAISE DOGS, POULTRY, PIGEONS AND RABBITS.-A useful and instructive book. Handsomely illus trated. By Ira Drofraw. No. 40. HOW TO MAKE AND SET TRAPS.-Including hint1 on how to catl.!h moles, weasels, otter, rats, squirrels and birds. Also how to cure 11kins. Copiously illustrated. By J. Harrington ELECTRICAL. Keene. No. 46. HOW TO MAKE AND USE ELECTRICITY.-A deNo. 50. HOW TO STUFF BIRDS AND ANIMALS.-A ic ription of the won
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