Playing a lone hand, or, The boy who got the gold

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Playing a lone hand, or, The boy who got the gold

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Playing a lone hand, or, The boy who got the gold
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Fame and fortune weekly : stories of boys who make money
A self-made man (J. Perkins Tracy)
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New York
Frank Tousey
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Dime novels -- Periodicals ( lcsh )
Wealth ( lcsh )
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Boys ( lcsh )
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313 5(enrs. "Go for him, Tige! Sic him, Major!" cried the man with the stick. The dogs dashed forward, and Tige made a spring at Joe. The boy swung his spade in the air and brought it down on the animal's head.


Fame and Fortune Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY f13ued Weekly-By Subscription. 12.50 .ver year. Entered according to Act o.f C ongress in. the year 1911, i n the of!!ce of the Librarian of Con gress Washington, D. C., by Frank 1"o

2 PLAYING A LONE HAND. goods so cheap that he ain't makin' his salt. He doesn't I business. I want you to understand that I'm your father, look like a fool to me, but nobody except a fool, or a man and a sight older than you. When I need your advice I'll who had some other axe to grind, would carry on business I ask for it." the way he's doin'." "All right. I'll tell marm and when s he learns what "You're too suspicious, Sam." I've got to say about that peddler I guess you' ll bear from "I ain't no more suspicious than you are generally. You her," said Sam, in a tone of disgust. o f t e n told me since we went into the smug--" "If I hear of you settin' y our molher off I'll lick thunder "Do you want to ruin me, you young swab?" cried the out of you with that strap behind my desk," roared Smith s hip chandler, in a hoarse whisper, clapping one of his senior. hand s across his son's mouth and choking him off. "I'll tell marm you threatened me, and then it won't be "There ain't no one around to hear me," said Sam. good for you to lick me," returned Sam, defiantly. "How do you know there ain't?" "Confound you--" I've got eyes, I guess, I can see." "Here comes that peddler now. Why don't you ask The building stood by itself, the end of the house at the him why he's stayin' so long 'round these diggin's? Ask foot of Main street, with a bit of ground in the rear, de-him if he's thinkin' of takin' root here." rnted to the cultivation of vegetables. With those words Sam backed off into the shop, made It was two stories in height, with a large doorway on the his way to the rear, and resumed his interrupted task of g round floor, flanked on either side by a window, in which picking old bits of rope to pieces to make oakum. was displayed samples of Mr. Smith's stock in trade. The peddler came np with a large, narrow box covered The living apartments were above, on one floor, like a with.I water-proof doth in each hand. modern, but without any of the conveniences of a .flat, "Hello," he said to the marine store dealer. "It's kinder a nd to reach them you had to ascend by an outside stairway warm to-day." to a landing and a door. He put down his load and began mopping his face with a Before the building stood a huge coil of rusty chain red bandaruta handkerchief. c able, which had stood there as long as the old e st inhab"It is warm, friend Marks," admitted Jacob Smith. iLant could remember, and close by lay a good-sized an"Come inside and rest yourself. I've got some prime appl e c hor. jack in a jug under my desk. You've tasted it before, and Jacob Smith, to make sure there were no concealed lissaid it beat anythin' you ever put under your vest." t e ners about, walked to the upper and lower corner of the "It does. Tastes as if there was a dash of brandy in building. it." He didn't think of looking inside the coil of chain cable, I "M bb th ,, d th h" l.. dl "I b h h 1 d 1 11 t e e ere 1s, gnane e s ip c&1an er. ave a '" w ia a 1 o ow cen er. 1 f th t 1" Th t tl If h h d h ld h d. d th t 't h d specla recipe or preparm a iquor. ere am no 1 t e a e wou ave iscovere a i a an occu-in' better of its kind in the State." pan "I ldn t b t t Ir t "I s'pose you' re satisfied, dad?" said Sam, with a grin. f osle'dyol:11 wtout k ot Jee o tshe m mhe a Iquar,, "I' f a th t b t f n t JUg o i 1,.e o a e i away w1 me w en go. j br a /d Jiggy 0 Wl ge us m "Sell it! No, no; I'll give it to you. It's ag' in the law e rep ie s ore etal b t t to sell anythin' that savors at all of spirituous licker," said on you worry. never say any 11n a ou cer am S "th 1 h" 1 n;iugs except on the quiet to you. Do you think I'm a mi aug mg Y fool?" _"Pooh! What's the law_ got to do with you and me?" "What was you goin' to say when I stopped you?" said the peddler, confidentially. "I was goin' to say that you've often told me that a per"N othin', I reckon, but I have a great respect for it, son couldn't be too wide-awake when he was doin' some-seein' as I wouldn't care to get into no trouble with it." thin that wouldn't stand the light. Well, you know we're "That's right, but if friends couldn't trust one another engaged in a side issue that's a pretty risky game, though it would be a pretty hard world to get along in," said the th e re's lots of money in it." peddler, slapping him on the back. "What about it?" "Well, come in and wet your whistle," said Smith, lead"There's this much about it, a revenue cutter has been ing the way into his shop. up and down the coast for the past six months tryin' to Peter Marks picked up his boxes and followed him. find out where French cognac has been put ashore free of duty." "I ain't heai:d that the officers have iound out anythin' a bout it." "They're goin' to hang on the job till they do find out. CHAPTER II. Now, it's my opinion that peddler is a revenue man in dis-THE INTERVIEW BETWEEN JACOB SMITH AND THE PEDDLER. guise." "Nonsense!" "No, it ain't no nonsense. I say he ain't to be trust ed, and you're a fool to be so familiar with him." "I'm a fool to put np with rnur g ab." the s hip chandler angril y "You're makin ;J mount'n oul of a molehill. You talk to me just a s ii I didn' t know my own As they disappeared, the head and shoulders of a boy popped up out of the chain cable like a jack-in-the-box. He was a seedy-looking lad, with a shabby cap on his curly locks. face wasn't over clean like hi s hands, but it was brighi and intelligent


PLAYING A LONE HANlJ. 3 His name was Joe Sargent, an o:rphan and wanderer, matters to look after, some enterprising individual would and, we may as well say, he is the hero of this story. take a shy at it again, make hay while the sun shone, and He looked around to see if his unexpected appearanc e then quit before he got caught," said the peddler, care out of. suc h a peculiar hiding-place had been observed by lessly. anybody in the immediate vicinity. "Such a scheme would have to be started by a Dominion Apparent ly it had not been, though several men of sea-importer, and it would be a

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