Kicked off the Earth, or, Ted Trim's hard luck cure

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Kicked off the Earth, or, Ted Trim's hard luck cure

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---.. ---Then the who.le outfit jumped on-homeless, friendless, hungry Ted. "You lazy, dodder g, whining, sneaking hulk, you're kicked out! Get oft' the earth!" roared 'Riah Griggs, raising the club. Ted' s eyes fl.ashed with a sudden spirit too great for words.

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WIDE AW AKE WEEKLY A COMPLETE STORY EVER. Y WEEK. Issued Weekly-By Subscription 2.50 per yeM. Entered according to A.ct of Congress, in the 11ear 1906, in the otttu of the Librarian of Congress, Washington, D. C., by Frank Touse11, P11bli 1 1ler 24 Union Square, New Y ori:. No. 7 NEW YORK, JUNE 1, 1906. Price 5 Cent& OR T E O -ilf 11 By ROB ROY. \ : \ 1 iR1 m .. CHA PTER I. GIT! "And be back in two minutes, if ye want any breakfast!" screamed Marro Griggs. Ted Trim, lamp in ha.nd, hurried toward the barn. "Didn't ve hear me?" screamed the woman. . "Yes'm." "Then why didn't ye answer, ye good-for-nothin' ?11 "I was in a hurry, ma'am." Whizz Fluke Griggs, peering a.round the corner of the let fly a green apple. Phlmp It strurk 'red on his right cheek, just in front of t'lie ear. But 'red wall altogether too used to abuse ro p a y any heed t.o small hostilit y like this. Carrying the lamp carefu lly, be hastened on toward the 'cken-coop. Into the chicken-coop he darted, getting down upon his ees. Holding the lamp carefully he explored in the crevice of the row of hen's nests. It was dark in there, hence the lamp ut Marm Griggs, who hac1 been out a little while before, g for eggs, believed that she had lost her back comb in thi s dark crevice. It was not an easy task to explore the whole of that deep, narrow, dark crevice. It was such a difficult, disagreeable, patience-trying task, in fact, that it had naturally fallen to Ted's lot to do it. That was what the Griggs kept him for. He was not the boy-of all -work but the boyof all-mean-work! Ted didn't know who his parents were. He had never had any, that he could remember ot had heard of; but, like Topsy, he had "growed up Up to his twelfth year he had liv ed in the children's sec tion of the county almshouse. At twelve the Griggses had taken him. F.ver since then Ted had sighed heartily for a return to thE> Time and again he would have run away, but he !mew the c hances were big that the county officers would catch him. T1ie Griggses had taken pains, time and again, to im press upon him what sort of punishment would be meted out to him if he ever disgraced them by running away. So Ted had grown up to the age of seventeen a ragged, almost shapeless boy, hard to describe. He never resented anything that was done to him, and seemed utterly lackin g in spirit. All of the Griggses took huge delight in tormenting him. Uriah Griggs abused the boy on general princip les, be lieving that thereby he got more work out of the youngsoor Uarm Griggi:: claimed to have "nerves." She heaped blame an
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2 KICKED OFF THE EARTH. and made her nerves worse; though, if this were true, it must have been T ed's meekness that worried her. Fluke Griggs, aged fourteen, took delight in tormenting meek Ted for the simple reason that Fluke his right name was Luke--was naturally low-down and a bully. Dag Griggs, aged thirteen, took pafos to torm ent our hero becal1se F luk e did it. This summer th e re were two grown-up farm-hands on the place, Bud Long and George White. Mean enough men they were, for the very reason that no decent, self-r especting laborer would work for 'Riah Griggs. Even these farm-hand s took delight in making messes for Ted. They would have plagued th e boy more had it not been that 'Rfah Griggs kept them to o hard at work i;nost of the time. Three hours of early morning work having been done on the farm, it was time for breakfast now. "But I've got to find that bla s ted comb," growled Ted, as he groped in the darkest corners of the c revice. "If I don't, it's no breakfa s t for me. Great Scott, but I'm hungry!" "Ted!" ra n g 'Riah Griggs's raspingly. "Y ,, -;rrr es, su. iii ye 'j T "Im domg somethmg here fo;r Mis' "Come here, I said!" 0 "And let Mis' Griggs's job go?" calle d Teel.,_ He knew well enough that, if he let Marm Griggs's task slide, no matter if under orders, he lose his break fa s t as sure as two and two are four. "You, 'l'ed!" "Yes, sir." "You come a-running, or I'll pul l every hair out of the top of your head!" "Huh!" snorted Griggs "B'lieve you let that drop hard on purpose." "No, I didn't, sir," Teel protested. "Huh! Ye don't deserve no breakfast!" grunted Griggs. "Don't see what we're feedin' ye for anyway All ye eat don't malrn no strength. It jest goes to skin and bones." Ted didn't. reply. He knew well enough that any argu ment wo" uld make certain his failure to get breakfast, and he was desperately hungry. "Oh, Pop!" called Fluke, sudden ly, from out.side the barn. "Wnat's up, Luke?" "Jest look at the chicken-coop!" "What's up with it?" demanded 'Riah Griggs, hastening outside, for there was excitement in his son's voice. "Well, it's afir e," explained Fluke, who, with mouth wide agape, was standing past the end of the barn "Whee! See it bla.ze !" cried Dag, excitedly, as he came running out from the kitchen. "Land sakes! But that's some of that wuthless Ted's work cried Mrs. Griggs, rushing from the house Th.e c hicken-coop was, indeed, briskly ablaze--that is, the hen-house part. Frightened poultry had scrambled out into the runway, where they were now huddling in corners. One wall of the hen house was fast in the embrace of the :flames. Little tongues of fire were spurting up through the roof. "Come on an' help-everybocly !" shouted 'Riah Griggs, as he rushed toward the hen-house. "Long! White!" Out from the tool-shed came the two hired men, running with lumb ering steps. "And there's that last settin' of chicks in there!" crie d 'Riah Griggs was a man who seldom wasted words, and I Mrs. Griggs. "'red, you git in and get them chicks out!" who generally meant all he s aid. The coop was blazing fast, now, all around the doorway. "I'm coming, sir!" and T e d leap e d to his feet, leaving But Ted, given the hardest job as always, and not daring the l amp on the floor of th e chicken -coop. "Here, you lazy, goodfor -n othing!" roared the farmer, who was holding one encl of a heavy packing case, the other end of which rested on a farm truck. "Help me to take to rebel, tried his best to reach the door A burst of :flame, scorching his face, drove him back "Ain't ye goin' in there ?" demanded Marm Griggs, shrilly this into the barn." "Yes'm." 'l'ecl sprang to obey. "Then hurry, or theh1 chicks will be roasted alive!" Off came the heavy box. Though Ted Trim strugg led Again ffed made the effort, but the heat forced him back hard to hold up his end, the load wa;; far heavier than with hot, blistered hands should have been put upon a boy of seventen, especially a 'Riah Griggs, in the meantime, had led his men to the half-feel one. further side of the coop. "You're l eaving your encl sag," grunted th e farmer, himThese men were trying to tear down a part of the doomed self pantii'ig under the work. coop. "It's heavy," quivered Ted, who felt as if his back were Just as Ted was about to make the third effort to breaking. into the coop a loud clucking in the runway showed that the "Heavy?" snorted 'Riah Griggs. "I wonder if you're mother hen had gained that point of safety and was noisily ever going to get any sand about work!" lea.din g all h er chicks. Ted said no more, but took an extra brace, trying his I "There, the chicks are safe, ma'am," panted Ted. level best not to tagger. "No thanks to you, ye lazy, timid scarecrow!" snapped The y got the c.ase into the barn, at last. the woman. Down it went with a thud on the floor. I Rip! rip! rip! Griggs and his men were tearing some of I

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KICKED OFF THE EARTH. 8 the boards off the coop, and T 'ed ran around nimbly to help. Fluke and Dag stood clos e by, shouting advice but neither of them knowing what to do. "Might as well give it up," sigh e d the farmer, as the top of the coop fell in and a shower of s parks rose. "We 've saved the poultry, anway. Come to breakfast now. When the place is cool we'll tackle the cl e an-up job Shaking his head, Riah Grigg s led the way back to the barnyard. "Of all the shiftless, cos ty, no-use boys, 1 never see th e like," wailed Marm Griggs. "Did Ted set that fire?" demanded her hus band, swiftly. Struck with a sudden thought, Trim stopped short, hi s face suddenly and deathly pale. Ile trembled. in every limb as if with ague. "He mu s t have!" accused Ma.rm Grigg s "Did yo, ye little loafer?" blazed the farmer, hoarsely, as he turned, ragingly, on the boy. "Why, s ir, I-I--" "Did ye set that fire?" in s i s ted 'Riah. "Why, sir, wh-wh e n you call e d sir, I was in there with a lamp--" "In there with a lamp in broad daylight, ye plumb idiot?" roared Griggs. "Why, Mis Griggs--" "Shut y e r mouth. I didn't," s creamed the woman, see ing that s he might be in for a s har e of the blame. So Ted remained s ilent trembling and gasping, looking the pi c ture of miserable, s ure-enou g h guilt. "Oh, ye put a li g hted lamp in the r e and some fow 1 knocked it over!" cri e d th e farm e r making a g o od guess at the cau s e of the accident. He turned grabbing up a carts take that lay on the ground. "Ye're tryin' to burn us out, are ye--ye almshouse thief I" blazed the man, coming forward. Marm Grigg s was pointing an a ccus ing finger at him. Fluke and Dag reached down s wiftly for s tones to throw Without a particle of s ympathy the farm-hand s s tood grinningly b y Jus t one fri e nd ca.me forward at thi s mis e rable mom ent -a solemn-loohng littl e yellow c ur, G y p, by name, that Ted had always b e en good to. "This is what comes of harborin' alm s hou s e thieves!" snorted the farmer, as he took two s wift s teps toward Ted "Soak him good!" cried Fluke, l e tting fly a stone that grazed our hero's ear. Then the whole outfit jumped on homeless, friendless, hungry Ted. "You lazy, doddering, whining, sneaking hulk, you're kicked out! We won't have you h e re any longer. Scoot! Git off the earth!" roared 'Riah Griggs, raising the club. T() the farmer's amazement, Trim did not whine or cringe. Instead, he straightened up, and his eyes flashed with a sudden spirit too great for words I "Good I" he cried, straightening up. "Go? You bet I'll go. I would sooner be dead than stay with this pirate crew of yours a minute longer, 'Riah Griggs!" "What's that?" gasped the farmer, aimini a blow at Ted's head. "I'll whale you good for that!" "Gr-r-r Yap!" "Ouch!" c ursed the farmer, breaking in swear-words and dropping his stake to rub one of his legs. For Gyp had made a sudden bound forward, sinking his teeth into Griggs's leg. "Good-by!" sang out Ted, derisively. "Come, Gyp!" He strode off down the road ere the astounded ones left behind could recover their wind or speech. "Here I Bring that dog back I" Fluke screamed, shrilly. "Is this your dog ?" Ted called back over his shoulder. "You bet he is!" Fluke asserted, wildly. "Then call your dog back I" "Here, Gyp, Gyp, Gyp!" "Wow! wow! yap!" spoke Gyp, frisking ahead and then turning to look at the kicked-out boy oas if urging him to a frolic. ;:, "You, Ted! here an' get your whaling!" c alled Griggs, stormily. "Go to blazes, .?.f'ew !" sang back Ted, turning, for an instant to look around. "I'm through with you I Riah Griggs you're nothing but a slave-driver, and the poi s onest mean one that ever lived!" "I'll show ye, 'l'ed Trim Bulkily, hulkily down the road came the farmer, hot foot Fluke and Dag trailing at his heels. "I'll race you for it, you old criminal!" taunted back Ted. "Come on, Gyp!" And T e d set off, showing amazing speed as a sprinter. "You stop!" commanded 'Riah Griggs, himself halting, out of wind, and shaking his club at the boy. "Yes; when you catch me," Ted jeered back. Ted s ped on, the yellow dog barking joyously before him until a ri s e in the road, once crossed, shut out the Griggs homes t e ad from view. "Kick e d out, am I?" panted Ted, halting under a tree t o fan hims elf with hi s shapeless hat. Glad of it! And n e v e r g e t me back. I'll die sooner than go back to that mean crew!" But now what? Ted felt a momentary sinking at the heart as he realized that the whole problem of life lay before him, waiting to be s olved! CHAPTER II. "KNOCKED!" "What'll we do, Gyp, old fellow?" Ted, in his an:x:iety to get beyond pursuit, had tramped five miles and more without a stop.

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4 KICKED OFF THE EARTH. He meant to go on again soon, but just now he felt tired and really faint. He was off up on a back road, that looked down on the farms in tlie valley. Away over there in the distance he c9uld just make out the Griggs pJace. Once over this ridge of hills, and Trim :felt that he would be in a wholly different world. "Oh, Gyp, I wish we had a bit to eat-something! Not particular what," sighed Ted. The dog, which had been frisking all the way, now looked anxiously into its young master's face, then whined. "That's so, Gyp," nodded the boy. "You're dead right. Whining ain't going to feed us. Never mind, old fellow I'll rest my feet a couple of minutes, and then I'll trudge on again." Ted stretched himself out on the cool grass. It would have been luxury, but for the gnawing in his stomach. . I But Gyp, after seeing him thus disposed of, went scout ing off. '9 .. i. :Jf Worn out as he was, Ted's eyes were almost closing in sleep when->r '" ;t "Yap! yap! yap!" sounded,the ; eager voice of the dog. "Now, what's he up to, ovei 'in the woods?" murmured Ted, sitting up . "Yap! yap!" implored the yellow dog. But Ted, not understanding, sat and stared. Then out frisked Gyp, and straight up to his master, bearing in his mouth a small piece of bread. "Yap! yap!" announced the dog, dropping the bread and turning as if he would frisk into the woods again "Why, old fellow, are you trying to tell me you've struck a feed?" "Yap! yap!" Gyp asserted, leaping up and down, and then bolting for the woods. Ted followed, eager with hope. Yes, sure enough, there, where the dog was frisking about, were signs of something to eat. Picknicker s had been there, beyond a doubt, for paper boxes lay about. Ted, feverishly exploring, pulled out of one box half a ham sandwich. In another he found a fragment of cake. A section of pie and a banana More bread, and cold bologna sausage! "Yap! yap!" demanded Gyp, excitedly. "You're dead right, old :fellow," nodded Ted. "It sure is great!" He rounded up all the paper boxes, exploring the con tents of each. Altogether he gathered up a rich harvest of discarded food. It was all a little bit soggy from the dew of the night before-but what does that matter when one has the ap petite? . There was enough for both. Master and dog, for at least once in their lives, had enough to eat! "Oh, how good that was!" sighed Ted, when, at last, the last morsel had disappeared. "Gyp, you're the best a fellow could have. I'll never forget you, Gyp, boy:" "Yap! yap!" "You mean we're strong enough to tramp on now ? You're right, Gyp." Up over the hill ridge they went, ibid down on the other side. As they went down the slope, Ted got glimpses of hand some country estates, summer homes for rich city people. The roads were laid out with more care. Lawns were beautifully laid out. There were handsome gardens and beautiful drives lined with tall, noble old trees. The houses that showed here and there looked like palaces to Ted's untrained eyes. Two men were working busily nea;r one of the big gates that Trim passed. One was giving orders to the other. "Got a job to spare here?" hailed Ted, timidly, as he halted. "Who wants it?" queried the man in authority. "I do, if you please," said Ted, meekly. f'Want to learn the lay of the place and find out what you can steal, eh?" demanded the head gardner. "I-I am no thief!" Ted Trim stammered, turning flaming red. "You look it, anyway," gruffiy responded the man. "No; we don't want any hoboes here." Trembling, and first red and then pale, Ted turned and slunk away. Yes, slunk. For a dog is as mean as you make him feel, and it's often the same way with a human being. But after going a quarter of a mile, Ted got his courage back, and a flash came into his eyes. "I ain't going to be downed that way!" he cried, tremu lously. "I'm just as good as anybody else. I won't be treated like a thief. I'll get a job-somehow-somewhere. And then I can get some clothes, and I won't look like a tramp any more." A mile further on Ted halted again, trying hard to braee up his courage. For here a fine-looking man of about forty, dressed in white flannels and smoking a cigar, stood leaning over his front gate. "May I speak to you, sir?" asked Ted, respectfully. "Why, yes," smiled the man, turning upon him. "Why not?" "Well, sir, it's just this way," went on the boy, gathering courage from the other's half-friendly smile. "I want a job, and I need it badly. I may look like a tramp, but I'm not. If you have any work that you can give me' to do--" "Where did you work last?" asked the man, simply. Ted colored, instantly. He had not foreseen this. "Why, sir, I-I--" "Well, it really doesn't matter," responded the man,

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KICKED OFF THE EARTH. looking him ovffi', shrewdly. "I keep two men already, and they don't have much to do. No; I don't need any one." This time she turned and looked over her shoulder. Ted flourished aloft the dainty purse. 5 Ted trudged on again, but his heart felt away down, somewhere near where his boots ought to have been. Then, indeed, this wonderful girl reined up and waite
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6 KICKED OFF THE EARTH. "Why, yes if you don t mind." "Can't I run behind the carriage?" he suggested. "N oruense, Ted I" smiled the gir 1. "Get in, or we shall quarrel." ,, She moved aside to make room on the seat. Her eyes looked Ted over in such a commanding way that he dared not play the rebel. So he climbed up into the cart, Gyp wat.ching him with wondering eyes. "This seems like impb s ition ma'am," he began. "You must s top calling me ma 'am,'" she commanded. "Then what shall I say m a'am?" "My name is Nellie Gray. Call me Miss Nellie, or Miss Gray." "Very well, Miss-Nellie." "That's better," s he nodded, as she gathered in the reins and started the horse slowly along. "Now, tell me something about yourself, won' t you, Ted ? You 've been to school?" "Oh, yes, ma'am-Mis s Nellie." "And you read and write?" !f s ,. C.I "Yes, Mis s Nelli e.'' "Fond of rea d ing?" l 'H ., J "When I can get a book. That o ften." "We have lots at the hous e f'.11 ;ei 1cJ,'you some. You re to have a place with u s you know. Pa. p a i s a very k i nd man, and, when I tell him how nice y ou' v e been, he ll find some sort of a place for y ou." He had been "nic e to h er? T e d wonder e d if t h e w o rld were standing on its head! And he was to hav e a place at her home--t o b e n e ar her! Surely, something wonde rful had h a pp e n e d sinc e m orn ing. She chatted on, doing almo s t a ll o f the t a l ki n g until they reached the gateway of the mos t s pl e ndid big countr y house that Ted Trim had seen alon g this road Straight up to the front door s he drove, a groom coming forward from a stable at the rear. "I see papa in the libr a r y now, the girl c onfid e d to her new acquaintance. "Ah, there he i s looking out at us now. Mr. Gray c e rtainl y was l o oking out. He seemed utterly dumfounded at the sight of his daughter's tattered com panion. Miss Nellie stopped ju s t b e fore the great door. T ed sprang nimbly out and turned to assist Mis s Nellie. But the groom pushed him qui e tly aside, himself helping the girl down. "I shan t want the horse again, Parker," s aid the girl, and the rig was led away. "Now you wait right here on the porch until I've talked to papa," directed Miss Gray. "Don't be impatient, please. I won't be long." Ted stood on the porch, as if in a trance. Gyp crouched at his feet. But soon Ted's ears, unusually sharp, caught the fow, remonstrating tones of a man's voice: "Nellie, my dear, I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I simply can't have that young ragamuffin about." "He's no ragamuffin, papa. He's a good and honest boy, and a very polite one "Nellie, pet, he's a tramp. He has a mean, sneaking look. Why, how do you know that he isn't trying on purpose to get in here? He may be a spy for thieves who've heard about the bonds in that safe. Nellie, my dear, I c an't and won' t have such a suspicious-looking character about the place!" Mr. Gra y spoke the truth, even more than he knew. For Ted, at that moment, hot and cold, red-faced and then quiveringly pale, was st e aling down the driveway as fa s t a s he could go, dejected Gyp following with his tail between his legs. "Rag amuffin, tramp, thief am I?" half-sobbed humiliat e d Ted. "No, he won' t have me around. I'll vanish. But there' s the door closed on a fellow who dar e d hope, for just a minute, that h e mi ght have a cha nce to get into heaven!" By th e time that Miss N e llie s a d -eyed, r e turned to the por c h, not even th e cloud of du s t re m ained down the road i.h at h a d been raised b y Ted Trim 's fly ing feet. CHAPTER III. WHACKED. "It a in t much use, i s i t, G yp?" Ted g ul ped hnr d and the dog rubbed its cold, moist nose i n one o f his hand s It was n e arl y dark. Ted, at th e p i n c h had found himself too tired and sore to get more than half a mil e b elow the Gray man s ion. But this s e e m e d far enoug h for th e ni ght was now near. There were cool and inviting woods not far from the road. Into these woods Trim had stol e n and now he sat on the c90l gra ss, re s ting his back against the trunk of a tree. "I thought I had a chance-it s e emed like I had-but I didn't," Ted conded, in a jumble to his chum. "Well, no matter. That jolt saved my being hungry to-night, !or it took away my appetite. It can't take the ache out of the bones, though. I've got t.o have a good sleep, 'Gyp, if I'm to go fa.r to-morrow." Ted looked around him. In this fine summer weather it was not a bit of a hard ship to sleep out of doors. Yet our hero had had that very kind of lodgings often enough to lmow that, when one sleep s oot of doors, it is well to have some shelter from the dew. So he looked about until he saw a thick clump of bushes. "I can bend the tops together enough to make a pretty fair shelter," he murmured, limping taward them. Twenty minutes later, as the sun was going down, Ted

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KlCKED OFF THE EARTH. 7 crawlecl into the clump and stretched himself on his back. Gyp ranged a.longside of his master. "God bless Miss Nellie 11 That was all the prayer he said before his eyes closed. Then his soul, hungrier than his body, drifted off into ,c;l umber land. Once in a while he turned slightiy, but he did not wake up as the hours passed. Far into night it was when he awoke with something of a sta;rt He lay and li stened for a few moments, wondering what it was that had startled him. Gr-r-r-r-r Gyp's bark sounded low but warning. "Hush_ Gyp, old fellow!" whispered Ted, reaching out in the dark and resting a hand over the dog's cold muzzle. Thus ordered, Gyp sniffed once, then kept wholly qui et Footsteps were corning their way. "If it's the folks who own this woods they might order me out if they knew I wa
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KICKED OFF THE EARTH. fleeted, desperately. "And I can't pass 'em on the road. He heard a quick step behind him. No; I've got to keep behind. But I'll find some way to Whack! It felt to the dazed boy as if someth ing as stop this. I must-Miss Nellie was so good to me." heavy as a house had fallen on his head. Now, they were out in the open again, the prowlers and He had been str uck by the butt of an emptied pistol. the boy who was so stealthily dogging them. Around spun Ted, clutching at air as the thieves dashed There was a wall only for protection. past. Ted by keeping sufficiently to the rear of the trio, and Whizz-zz A shot from the porch caught him. ready to duck at an instant's notice, was able to trail Down went Ted, knowing nothing more that happened. without greai! risk of being caught at it. Nothing, that is, until he heard a voice saying: Now, he cani to a stop close to the wall. "Nellie, child, what did I tell you this afternoon? You The burglars had turned in close to the driveway, apdidn't believe me, then, but that boy you wanted me to proaching the house by darting from clump to clump of take into the house lies here. Yes, child, he was one of shrubbery. the thieves. Come here and look for yourself. He isn't Ted, still carrying Gyp, gained the first clump of bushes. I dead, or anything like it." But he knew better than to follow closely now, for the T ed, st ill more than half in a trance, heard steps burglars, more keenly alert, now that they were close to coming across the lawn ; the house, were looking abo.ut on all sides. 1 Then he heard Nellie Gray's sh udd er ing voice say: "How on earth can I give th e alarm?" Teel wond e red. "And I was so sure that he was hon est! "I can't get up close to the hous e, or they'll see me and "Let that teach you a lesson, then child. Parker, help finish me. Thy'd do it, too-the desperate me to carry this young wretch to the porch. Then you But he gained the next clump of bu shes, and then the telephone for the police to come here and take care of him. one after that. That's my bullet through the young imp's shoulder." He was between road and house now. "There's one of the fellows posting himself at the corner of the house!" chattered the peering boy. Then, in the faint starlight, Ted caught the dull glint of light on something silvery-the muzzle o f a revol:ver. Twisting himself around to the other side of the bush, Ted made out two other figures under a window at the side of the house. He saw one of them reach up toward the glass. "It's now or never!" quivered Ted. "I suppose they'll kill me, but I don't care!" Then suddenly his voice rose-weak and qua vering at first, but gaining strength by the time that he had uttered the first two syllables. "Help! Wake up! Thieves!" In the stillness of the dark night his voice seemed fitted to traveJ. for miles. "Help! Catch the thieves!" Then he heard a commotion indeed from the direction of the hpuse. CHAPTER IV. NO USE! Ted heard, but chose not to open his eyes. Yet he shivered He could not dodge the horror that came to him with the knowledge that Nellie Gray believed him guilty. He felt himself being lifted and carried over a lawn. Then he was laid down, almost roughly, on the porch. Gyp followed, whining. As soon as Ted lay s tretched out on the boards the yellow dog thrust its cold nozzle against one Of his hands. "Kiel that cur out," directed lVIr. Gray. "Don't you do it, Parker," broke in the girl, quickly. "Pardon me, papa, but I didn't want to see the poor animal s uffer. See how faithful it is to its master!" Crack! Whizz-zz "Let the dog stay, then," assented Mr. Gray. "But, A bullet cut off a spray of leaves just over Ted T'rim's Nellie, I want you to go into the house. This is no sort head. of a scene for you." Down to the ground went Ted, intent only on getting "And I am going to beg yo-q to let me stay, papa. l-out of the path of bullets. I can't help being interested in this unhappy, unfortunate Yet, in another instant he leaped to his feet again. All three of the thieves were in flight, and headed his way, as if intent on finding and killing the one who hacl given the alarm. From an upper window of the house, too, a pistol flashed and cracked. "Scoot, Gyp!" thrilled the boy. He turned to run himself. But thB foremost of the thieves was now close to him. Ted stmnbled, but tried to straighten up. bo:v. "Hm !" grunted her father. "He doesn't need sym What he wants are handcuffs." "Oh, papa! Then you are going to have him arrested?" "Naturally. But first wait I must run into the li brary and look around, though I'm sure the thieves didn't have time to get at work. Parker, wa.tch the scoundrel." As Ted heard the old man's steps going down the hall1 way and turn in at a room, the boy g.ave a shudder, sighed and opened his eyes.

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KICKED OFF THE EARTH 9 Nellie Gray bent quickly over him. "Oh, then, you have come t ,o?" she inquired. "Yes, Miss Nellie." "Oh, I hope you're not badly hurt. But papa was excited and fired at you." '"I'hat bullet-scratch in the shoulder ain't nothing, miss," the servant Parker broke in. "It took the skin off, and that's all. This youngster was faking his hurt when he found he couldn't get away!' "I didn't ask you, Parker/ replied the girl, gently, but in a tone calculated to stop the man's tongue. "I tried to give you warning," sighed Ted, as he sat slowly up. "''D on't you try to get away there!" warned Parker, bringing a shot -gun to bear close to the boy. "Don't you dare shoot, Parker!" screamed the girl. "I ain't going to try to get away," protested Ted. "It wouldn't be any use anway. Hard luck and I are travel in g together!" "But why did you help those men try to break in here?" asked Miss Nellie, fixing her sorrowful eyes on his . I didn't help 'em!" burst, indignantly, from Ted. "I shouted out and gave the alarm. Don't you folks know that?" "Did you hear this boy shout, Parker?" demanded the girl, eagerly "No, miss," replied the servant, stolidly "But you did, didn't you?" asked the gir l turning, ap pealingly, to Ted. "All safe in the library. The thieves didn't have time to get to work," announced Mr Gray, coming briskly out to the porch. "Then you won't have this poor boy arrested, papa?" appealed tlle girl. "I ought to, child It's a bad trick to turn thieves l qose." "But he says he isn't a thief, papa. He claims that he yelled and gave the alarm." "Yes; that sounds likely," l aughed the old man, grimly "It's all stuff and rot," observed Parker, gruffly. "I didn't ask your opinion, Parker," broke is the gir l stiffly. "Papa, I think I believe this boy's claim. Some thing must have waked you up, or how would you have h eard just in the nick of time?" "Do you claim that you gave the a larm?" demanded Mr. Gray, fixing his gaze on our hero's face. "I certainly did do it, sir," Ted protested. "What e lse would I be doing around here, sir?" "Just point," clicked in Mr. Gray, quick l y "Wbat were you doing around here, anyway? How did you come to be here, if you didn't come with the burglars? I you weren't here on their business, how did you come to be here a t a ll at this hour of the night. Answer that, boy, and be careful, or you'll pick own yarn full of holes." Mr. Gray leaned back a.gainst one of the pillars of the porch, s miling as if he thought he had put a question that couldn't be answered easily. But Ted told the straight story-told it without frills or g loss-of how, homeless and moneyless, he had been compelled to sleep in the woods; of how he had hea.rd the burglars. "And I heard you speaking, this afternoon, to your daughter, sir, about bonds in the library safe. I knew they meant thi s place, and so I followed-to give the alarm." "And why did you take all that trouble?" questioned Mr. Gray. "Now, really, why did you care, boy, whether I was robbed or not?" "I didn't," blurted Ted "except that it might bring trouble to your daughter, Miss Nellie." "Oh, that's good!" chuckled Mr. Gray, throwing back his head and laughing. "How long have you known my daughter?" "Since the afternoon." "And what has she done to make you so intensely loyal to her?" "She was nice to me," Ted answered, simply. "Oh, nice, eh? And that led you to risk your life for her?" "Well, you see, sir," Ted replied, and trying to choke back the tears, "it was the firs t time that I can re member any one being nice to me. Mr. Gray shook himself s uddenly, then looked down at the ragged, forlorn, s haking boy-yes, shaking, for now the dew had soaked through Ted's thin clothing, chilling him. "Well, there may be something in that," muttered the man. "Nellie has a wa. y of being nice, and you certainly don't look as if life had been over kind with you." "Oh, papa, you will l et him go, woI).'t you?" begged N elli.e. "And give him a little money to start him on his way." I don't know," said Mr. Gray slowly, thrusting both hands in his pockets and looking very thoughtfully at Ted, "But, papa, you si mply can't have him arrested when there's a shadow of doubt in your mind as to whether he's guilty. It isn't your way to be unjust." "I hope it isn't," replied Mr. Gray. "Then you won't have him arrested," went on Miss Nellie, triumphantly. "Now since you admit that he may be innocent, you can also see that life hasn't been very kind to thi s boy. What do you do, papa, with the very unfortunate? You often h e lp them on their way, don't you? You provide them with a little money to make a happier start. "Hold on ri ght there, if you please, Miss Nellie," Ted nutted in, rising boldly to his feet. "What's the matter, now?" asked the girl, in surprise. "I don't want any money-any help," Ted flushed. "There's just one thing you two can do that will make me happy . Nothing else. ca.n.!' "Then what is it?" asked Mr. Gray, curiously. "Just say that you're satisfied I didn't have any guilty part in the attempt to rob you. I didn't-that's the honest truth-and I'd like to hear you both say you believe me."

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10 KICKED OFF .THE E.ARTH. His eyes were full of appeal as he looked from father to daughter. Parker sniffed very quietly but unbelievingly, but for that matter Ted didn't care much what that fellow thought. ''I'd like to believe you," said Mr. Gray, seriously. "Will that be enoug4 ?" "It'll be only a beggar's mite," smiled Ted, sorrowfully. "It's better than nothing, but it isn't the same as believing me, sir." "I do believe you cried Nellie, suddenly and im pulsively. "Here's my pledge." Prettily she held out her l!and. Ted stared in dumb amazement for a moment. Then, slowly understanding, he took her hand in his for just an, instant. "Thank you,'' he said. ".And now, I'll offer you some proof that I told the truth. Feel here on my head." Taking off his tattered remnant of a hat, he carried Miss Nellie's hand to a large and very sore bump on the top of his head. "Oh, oh, oh!" cried the girl, in dismay. "You have been hurt! Papa, just feel this fearful lump." "How did you get it?" asked Mr. Gray, after having put his finger tips on the lump. "When I shouted the thieves turned and ran past me. One of them hit me on fhe head with somethina and then o> I feinted. It was that that stretched me out-not your bullet, sir, which must hav.(l zipped me just as I started to fall." "It's fearfully sore, isn't it?" asked Nellie, again feel ing cautiously of the lump on Ted's head. "It's sore, of course," smiled Ted, grimly. "But I don't mind it-not a bit; I'm used to hard blows, you know." "But I must do something to dress it," cried the girl. "Wait just a jiffy, and I'll be back with things. Parker, you come with me." She flew into the house, the servant walking stiffiy after her. of water, towels and some bottles. Miss Nellie, in his wake, had other things. "Now, sit down in this chair," she commanded, "and I'll soon have a lot of the pain out of that poor head." Swiftly and deftly she bathed and rubbed the great lump, and then added some cooling lotion. Gyp, in the meantime, stood close by his master, look ing up anxiously. .A remark of Mr. Gray's about the dog brought on a general talk. Before T ed realized it he had told his hearers nearly everything about himself, though, just as it happened, he did not tell his name. "There; it ought t.o ache a good deal less soon," announced Miss Nellie at last. "It doesn't a bit now," Ted declared gallantly. Then Nellie turned to her father, whispering: "You can get him some kind of work with your firm. Won't you give the boy a note to the manager, and make him take money enough to pay his fare to the city? Think how proud you'll be if this boy turns out well later on. Please do what I want." "Well, child," smiled her father, "you and Parker stay here and talk to your wonder, and I'll go into the library and write some kind of a note to the manager-if I can find a pen." Mr. Gray stepped inside, but an instant later he shouted down the hallway: "The rascals came back while we were taUdng out there. The safe ancl window are open, and the safe is looted!" At the first dawn of the words on Ted's brain he leapecl to his feet, scudding across the lawn, Gyp pelting after him. It was a thoughtless move, but the boy's so le impulse was to see if the thieves were st.ill near enough to be caught up with. "Stop, you scoundrel!" roared Parker. But Ted did not stop, nor did the man servant dare fol low without his gun, which he had taken into the house. Miss Nellie darted to her father. Mr. Gray, still standing at the edge of the porci1 laughecl The women servants in the house had kept in the back-as he regarded T ed as curiously as ever. ground all along, and now did not dare show themselves. "I don't know whether you realize what a lucky youngSo, for thirty seconds, Ted had a clear field tO! himself. __ ster you are Nellie doesn't stop at anything when she He did hot catch sight of the thieves, who had had much gets interested in one. I'm not sure that she'll let up on toogood a start . me until I've given you a partnership in 1 my city business But now our hero heard Mr . Gray's excited voice, as house. And that child generally has her own way."' that gentleman, followed by Parker, came hurrying across "It's wonderfully fine to have any one to say nice things the grounds. to you," T 'ed responded, simp ly. .. "It's jail for that boy, if we get him now-ancl hanging "I guess you have found it that way, boy," nodded Mr. wouldn't be too good for him!" blared Nellie's father. Gray, thoughtfully. "But, Me here, if you have been lead "The young scoundrel! Worked on our sympathies, to ing a-er-well, if you have been just a little bit shady keep us all interested, while his crew came back and cracked in your life, you'll try to do better after this, won't you?" the safe right within a hundred feet from us! The clever, "I don't have to try that," Ted retorted, with wicked young scoundrel! You go that way, Parker, and dignity. "Whether you believeit or not, Mr. Gray, I've I'll go this! Shoot the thief on sight if you get near always done just as near the straight thing as I could get e nough t.o him!" to it. There's no sneak, no thief in me, sir." Near enough they were. But they did not see Ted just Parker came back just at this instant, bearing a bowl, then

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KICKED OFF THE EARTH. 11 For our hero, listening with a despairing sinking at his heart, had dragged himself into a clump of bushes, holding his hand over Gyp's mouth to keep the dog quiet. CHAPTER V. A CHANCE. "Nothing is any use, Gyp. We might just as well be o:fi the earth! I wish we were!" Ted's tone was almost wholly disheartened. He had reason enough to be nearly to the limit of despair. Just at the moment when he had hoped to find something like friends in the Grays all that had flashed in the pan. He had escaped from that place by waiting until his pur suers had abandoned the chase. But, after tramping two miles, he had slept in the woods until a little after daylight. Then it was a tramp again, keeping t.o the woods mos t of the time, for Ted had a shrewd suspicion tha.t the po lice might be on the look-out for him now. Since the morning before he and Gyp had not eaten. "It's tough to be hungry when you've got a lot of other troubles, too, ain't it, Gyp?" the boy asked, miserably, of his dog. Gyp looked up, but could only whine sympathetically "See here, doggie, we're a good ten miles from Gray's by this time," muttered Ted, as they' came out of the woods to cross a road. "I wonder if it's safe to try to get a big enough job to earn us a meal?" 9limbing over the wall, he halted irresolutely in the road. There were three pretty littl e country houses down that road in sight. "We'll risk it, doggie mine muttered Te
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12 KICKED OFF THE EARTH. "If it was any fuller, ma'am," the boy replied, with enthusiasm, "it would burst." "Then set there and tell me something about yourself," she ordered. Ted did not start, but he colored a trifle. "There isn't much to tell ma'am. I'm just tramping a nd looking for a job-and not getting it, that's all." "You've been to school ?". she demanded. "Oh, yes, ma'am." "Like studying?" "Yes, ma'am, when I get the chance. That often." "Would you be glad of a chance to go to school, then?" "Wouldn't I, though?" Ted's eyes fairly sparkled at the thought. He had jus t sense enough, at any ra.te, to know that the best thing s in life come more easily when a fellow has a good, solid education. "But what's the use of talking about it?" he asked, with a sigh, a moment later. "There won't be any chance of that. I've got my living to make." As soon as Mrs. 0Simpson would permit, Ted went to work nailing down the lid of the case. He did it in a workmanlike manner, then dragged it into the front hall-way. 1 There were several other jobs to be done, for, as our hero learned, these two lone women were to go to Mrs. Simpson's town home in the morning. It was an hour from dark when Ted finished the la s t task under Mrs Simpson's orders. "Supper's ready, Mis' Simpson," called Mirandy, poking her head into the parlor, where Ted had just finished a task. "And we've got the work all done," replied Mrs. Simp-S<>n. "Everything done?" Ted asked. "Everything, boy." "Then I'll go, ma'am, so as not to keep you from your supper." "No, you won't go, either," snapped Mrs. Simpson. "Maybe I'll want to talk with you itfter suppe r. If you ]jke reading, there's that magazine and you can go on the porch and read it until I get throu g h s upp er. Before our hero could thank her Mrs. Simpson had bus tled out, but Ted pounced on that magazine as on a treas ure. Then, out on the porch, in that light of the late day, with Gyp drowsing at his side, Ted taste d the first joys of reading that he had known fOT some months. ''Read to me," commanded Mrs. Simpson, coming out after her meal. "What shall I read ma'am?" ".Anything at all that's right under your thumb." Ted read, willingly. "That's endugh," commanded the woman, at last. "You read mighty well, boy. You've got some idea of what you're reading. Now, how'd you like to go to school? 'Cause I've been thinking about you. I need a boy. We're two lone women, and we need something in the house that wears trousers-for protection and to do odd jobs. If you want to stay with me, I'll give you your keep, and some decent clothes, and a chance to go to school. What do you say?" What could T ed say? He tried, stammeringly, to thank her, but the words nearly choked him. This was more than he had ever dared look forward to. Mrs. Simpson was a plain, homely woman without any frills, yet our hero had seen enough of the place to realize that s he was a woman of some wealth. She was sharp, but kindly. Ted knew, at the outset, that she would be good to him. It was the finest chance he could hav e dreamed of. "Then it's set tled, for the present, anyway," she went on, briskly. "You'll stay with me and have a good home, if you act right. 1 don't make any promises, mind you, until I know you better. But you' ll have your chance. In the morning, before we go away, I'll send you into the village to find something decent to put on you." She talked on and on with Ted through the early even ing. It was plain that she had ta.ken a iikin g to the boy. "If you'd like to go to college, maybe that chance will come later on," she said, finall y "I could spare the money to put you through all right. But that'll depend on how you do here. We'll see I'd lik e to do it for you, if you've got the right stuff in you. But I ain't making any prom-.. ises yet, mind you !" Then came the time to turn in. Ted' s head was whirl ing with happiness by the time that he reached the tidy little room to which Mirandy had piloted him. He had Gyp with him too. Mrs. Simpson had cheerfully allowed him to take hi s four-footed chum up into that sweet, whole some bed-room. The door closed, 'l'ed sank to the floor, his eyes filling with tear s as he reached out and seized the do g in a warm e mbrace. "Oh, Gyp, Gyp! Haven't we landed on our feet, though!" whispered the boy, quiveringly. "A home, some one to take interest in you-school and maybe college! Oh, old felJow, there are some soft spot.s on earth!" GvP. barked hi s jov "barked almost in a whi sper, as 'Ted smiled to himself. For a long time the boy lay there on the floo r with his homely yellow dog, whispering to that faithful friend all hi s hope s for the future. So long in fact, did Ted lie there, that he fell asleep, a ll as he was. The floor was not hard-not to Ted Trim. It was a sweete r place of rest than any bed in 'Riah Grigg's mean house. Gr-r-r-r-r Gyp's growl was not loud, but he seized his master's ragged coat between his teeth and s hook it. ''Eh?" muttered Ted, sleepily. "What's up?" Gyp, after another shake, ran toward the window. "Something doing out there?" wondered Ted, rising quickly and going softly to the open window.

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KICKED OFF THE EARTH. 13 doing, indeed! As the boy looked down he saw two figures at th.e dining room window directly beneath him. They were rough-looking customers, not at all like the well-dressed safe -cracker s he had seen the night before. These men had two bundles tied up in sheets, and a dress suit case that Ted instantly recognized as belonging to Mrs. Simpson. "Do people break in a .nd rob every night in this part of the country?" gasped staggered Ted. He was pretty near the truth. Just at present this sec tion of the state wa.s suffering from an epidemic of bur glary. Each of the thieves below picked up one of the bundles. Then they lifted the dress suit case, as i it were heavy, between them, and started softly aw'Crj. That move galvanized Ted Ttim into action. "Ted, old fellow, this is where you a.ct! This.is a chance to save your reputation This is where y ou can show what good there is in you! Butt right in!" It was not much of a drop to the gro und. The thieves, by this time, were fifty yards away at the least. He was rapidly overtaking the man, in fact, when the latter, close to the wall, stopped suddenly and turned. "Give me that bag and get back, kid, or I'll do you as sure as fate!" gruffed the fellow. "Not afraid of you!" clicked 'red. He dropped the dress suit case, but rushed at his man. "Get back there, or I'll cut you I" warned the thief. "Skiddoo, and leave the goods, or you'll have to cut!"' quivered Ted. He waited, just an instant, poised on his toes for the spring. Seeing that his pursuer meant business, the thief dropped his bundle, leaping forward with his jack-knife open. There was no help for it. Ted wouldn't run and he couldn't submit to being carved. As by instinct, he jumped tO meet his enemy They grappled, and down they went, but Ted, much the lighter, was underneath. "Now, you young idiot!" growled the brute on top. He tried to slash the bov. But Ted got the wrist that knife-hand, an\! held on for grim life. Cunningly, the fellow tried to shift the knife to the other hand. But panting '.I'ed had been on the lookout for this move. He caught at both the brute's wrists, gave a sudden roll, and now they lay on the ground, side by side, fast-locked Yelp! Gyp, having daringly leaped after him, was on and fighting for the knife. Catching at the sill as he crossed it, Ted Trim poised and dropped. Then, silently, but with the speed of a sprint.er, Ted started on the trail. the warpath, too For just; a second the ruffian got a hand free to use his knife. CHAPTER VI. THE ANSWER. Yap! yap! flared Gyp, bounding at the escaping thieves. "Now we've got you Drop that stuff !" called Ted, sharply. Like a flash both thieves let go of the dress suit case, and turned, nmning in opposite.directions. "Go after that one, Gyp!" called Ted, pointing to his Then he pounced upon the dress suit case, snatching it up with both hands. Gyp had started, true to the command. Ted darted o:ff after the other fellow. 'rhe case was heavy, and the thief :fleet of foot. 'Ped wanted to drop his burden, but fe ared that, if he did, the other thief might return and get it. "Hold up, there!" called the boy, s harply. "If you don't I ll hurt you when I get you !" It was largely bluff, but Ted meant as much of it as he could back up. His ruan was headed straight across the lawn for the Toad. Heavy as his burden was, Trim managed to make fairly good speed with it. He slashed, but Ted glanced his wrist aside. Slash! Ted's coat was more ragged than ever now, but his skin was but barely scratched. "Help! help! Thieves! Murder!" The two women up at the house, roused by Gyp's barks and by Ted's calls, had reached their windows and had guessed that thieves were about. Mrs. Simpson was calling lustily for help, Mirandy adding shrill shrieks for aid . "You'd better get out quick!" quivered Ted. "If you don't, you're caught." "And you'll be finished !" came the snarling retort. Yap! yap! Pat-pat! pat-pat! Gyp, having realized that his master was not following, had turned and come in search of Ted. Up the road the driver of a buggy was whipping hi s horse into speed Gr-r-r-r Ouch! Gyp had a goo:a bite at the thief's thigh. "Ouch!" With a wrench the thief tore himself free o:f Ted, snatched up his bundle and darted for the wall. He cleared it. crossed the road flying, and went over the opposite wall, fading in between the trees. But Ted remained behind only long enoug h to seize that dress suit case Then he, too, got over the wall. A horse almost ran him down as the driver reined in hard.

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14 KICKED OFF THE EARTH. Then the driver leaped down into the road. "In the re I Come on with me, and we'll get that o ne! quivered Ted to the man in the road. "We may not get him, but we'll be s ure of you!" gritted the man. Flop! He made a poun ce, s eizing Ted. "But I'm not the thi ef!" panted Ted. He s e scaping' in there m the woods "If you're not a thief, you're a good s ub stitute for one grinned Ted's captor, gripping him tighter than e v e r. "Ouch I" For Gyp had silently closed in and taken a liberal bite at the man's leg. "Stop that, G yp! Get back, old fellow. It's all right, Ted assured his dog-friend. "If I had a gun I'd kill that blam e d cur," gritted the man who held on to Ted. "You've let the thief get away," quiv e r e d our h e ro. "Up to the house for you, anyway l" ordered hi s captor. "Get a start on you "But I'm no thief quivered the bo y now beco ming in dignant. "I belong at Mr s Simp s on 's I live the re. + set off after the thieve s and got thi s suit c a s e away from e m." "So you belong with Mrs. Simpson, do you?" smiled the man, who still h e ld Ted as in a vise. "Of course I do." "Well, you didn't this morning," answered the man, pos itively. "I'm her next-door neighbor and ought to know." "I tell you, you're making a hug e mi s take," declared Trim. "Yet, since you won't beli eve me, and won't l e t me go after that thief, why then, come up to the hou s e a.nd :find out that I'm all right." "No harm in that," grinned the captor. "We'll go now, and take care you don't drop that grip." Leaving his horse at the roadside and taking a twisting grip in the boy's collar, the n e i g hbor got the m both over the wall and on a brisk walk for the house. "It's all right," Mrs. Simp s on, c alled this nei g hbor cheerily. "I'm here--Mr. Ewan-and I've go t one of the thieves." "You think you have!" Ted taunted. "Well, come along up to the house and see how much they think you belong there," grimaced Ewan. He marched Ted straight up to the front door, Gyp following dejectedly. It was some minutes before Mr s Simpson had dressed sufficiently to come down and open the door. Instantly the rays of the light that s he was carrying fell on our hero. "Why, land sakes-it's that boy!" s he cried. "Yes, Mrs. Simpson, it's me, of course," Ted cried, hastily. "I--" "He says he lives here," Ewan explained. "Gracious, if it ain't that tramp boy!" s ounded Mi randy's shrill voice. "Now, I said he wasn't any bet ter'n--" "Mirandy, be still!" "I'll hold on to him!" promised Ewan, grimly. "Mrs Simp s on," Ted tried to go on, but his captor s hook him. "Now, stop, all of you, for a moment," commanded Ewan, feeling bound to take command as the only man present. "Don't speak, except to answer me. Mrs. Simp s on, thi s boy, and admit that you had let him into your house." "Yes, and expected to do for him," replied that good woman. "Ins tead of which jeered Mr. Ewan, "he tried to do for you." "Take him t o jail!" s hrieked. Mirandy. "Mrs Simpson, my dog barked, and woke me up," e:t .. p l a in e d T ed. "I d r o pp e d from the window. There were two of the thieves. Eac h had a bundle, and they carried thi s suit case betw e en them. I chased a.nd they dropped the ca se. I cha sed the other thief, and he turne d on metri e d to s t a b m e We had a :fight, but m y dog bit the fel l ow, a nd h e g ot fr e e and put off. The n thi s gentleman drove up. H h e had helped me, 1ns tead of we'd h ave ha d on e of th e thi e ves." "Oh, ind e ed?" queried the woman, coldly. T e d gave a start of amazement. He hadn't looked for thi s "You don t b e liev e m e ?" he g asped. "Unde r the cir c um s tances I s hould s ay I didn 't," de n ie d th e w o man, s haking her h e ad, pos itiv e ly. ''Th e n I'm down a.nd out, and that's all there is to it," gasp e d Ted. "Yo u s ay you woke up and jumped right out of the window?" "Yes, ma'am. That's the truth." "Then how did you come to have all your duds on, ready for the jump?" s niff e d Mr s Simp son. T e d g av e another tre m e nd o us start at realizing how his b e in g dressed told a i ainst him. "Don't y ou b e lieve a word of that rot, Mrs. Simpson," jeered N e i g hbor Ewan. "I don't," s napped Mrs. Simpson. "I'm no such fool,_,..... a s that!" "The re was another just such case over in Rossville last ni ght," Ewan recollected, s uddenly. "By Jove, I believe thi s is jus t a s lik e l y to be the same boy. Yes, you bet it is," h e added triumphantly, a s T e d quiv e red trembled and gasped. "Ov e r in Rossville, thi eves robbed the safe of a man named Gray. The boy helped in the job. By Jove, we'll hold this boy and communicate with Gray. l this proves to be the sam e boy we've made a lucky catch. A lucky catch! I should say so!" But that was just when a catch proved to be not a catch! For Ted Trim, swe lling up with grim despair, suddenly exploded into action. Ewan had a portly stomach. Into that stomach Ted

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KICKED OFF THE EARTH. drove with both clenched fists, and with such good effect that his captor collapsed. "Ouch-the young villain!" gurgled the neighbor, sink ing down to a seat on the ground. Bttt Ted, free for an instant, did not stop to see what had happened. Away he raced for that which was dearer than life-liberty I Yap I yap I Gyp was at his side, yet ever turning to look back and make sure that pursuit was not close. Nor did Ted stop until he had run a half a mile and there was no sound or pursuit to the rear. -' "But there are telephones," he remembered, suddenly. At that, he turned into the nearest woods. "Oh, what a los s I" he half-sobbed, as he plunged on blindly through the dark woods. 1 But I had to cut. Mrs. Simpson would never have believed me. Especially, no t with Mr. Gray coming over to identify me. And if Mis s Nellie should see me in the hands of the police! I'd die I Oh, Gyp, old fellow, I don't suppose you can understand a word of this. But it's fierce to have e verything good in life opened up to you, and then have it all fade in one flash!" It was just before daybreak when the boy finished his trudging tramp for a while. He figured that he had gone at least six miles through the woods. Very likely he had, but, though he did not dream of it, he had tramped almost in a circle. "Gyp, old fellow, even the hunted must rest once in a while," sighed the boy, sinking down to the ground. "If I fall asleep, I can trust you to guard me, anyway." He did sleep, and for hours he slept on, and Gyp watched as faithfully as a dog could. But at last, in the bright forenoon light, a bird of gay feathers hopped over the forest ground. Away raced Gyp, and the chase proved a long one. Then, while Ted slept, there other visitors in that stretch of woods. Two men came forward, halted in eager surprise, and looked at each other. Then, while one remained on guard, the other crept back to the road. Ted, rolling drowsily, slept on, dreamed on. But he woke when a hand shook him roughly at the shoulder. "Time to wake up, boy!" sounded a gruff voice. Ted Trim did wake up-sat up. "You here?" he gasp e d, in instant dismay. Among the eight or ten people who were staring curious ly at him were Mrs. Simpson and Mr. Gray-Nellie's father! CHAPTER VII. '.DHREE KINDS OF LUCK. With a wild cry of anguish Ted Trim leaped to his feet. There was in his eyes, as he glanced swiftly around him, the look that comes into the eyes of the hunted, cornered wild beast. "Now, we don't want you to get away this time," grinned the man who stood in front of the boy. "You won't do it, either." Ted was not so sure of that. All his former meelmess had vanished in these last few days. He was free, a citizen of the world, nowadays. He fully intended to keep his liberty. No man should imprison him, or tell him that he should go to one place when he longed to go to another. If any one got in his way, so much the worse for the meddler. Our hero did not want to do harm to any one. That was contrary to his whole nature. But, if he could not have a quiet corner of the earth, called Home, then he panted for the whole world to roam in. The man in front of him wore a badge that proclaimed him to be an officer. Another officer was just behind him. But Ted knew that he could punch one in the stomach, the n wheel upon the other like a flash and do the samethen bolt for it as fast as he could! Gyp, the staunch and faithful, would help by biting any one who tried to hinder the boy. But-and this thought stayed him: The officers, being armed, would probably shoot at the sharp-toothed, "scrap py" dog. "Gyp mustn't be hurt," quivered Ted Trim. "He's the only friend I've got. No matter I'll lie low and wait!" All this had flashed through his mind in the first few seconds that he was on his feet, staring wildly at his hunte rs. "That's the boy!" rasped Mrs. Simpson. "Oh, you un grateful, wicked wretch!" "It's the same youth who helped the burglars at my house," nodded Mr. Gray. "I'm glad you sent for me. I id e ntify him positively. And you'll find the scratch of my bullet on his left shoulder." "Here it is," cried the officer behind Ted, baring the hoy's shoulder through the rags and revealing the path of the bullet. "Bracelets," grinned the officer in front of Ted. They held him, but the boy did not struggle while they s napped the circles of steel around his wrists. He was thinking of the fate of Gyp. Mr. Gyp was thinking for himself. He did not like the looks of things, and so growled, showing his teeth. "Be still, Gyp," ordered his master. "It's all right, old fellow." "Kick the cur off anyway," advised one of the bystand ers. But Gyp, who had gotten back just in time to find how dearly 'his chase after a bird had cost his young master, was in no temper for further surprises.

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16' KICKED OFF THE EARTH. f:io he s howed his teeth wickedly as he backed off. "Better s hoot the cur," advised the man who had fir s t discovered Ted asleep. "See her e if you dare do that," raged the boy, his eyes suddenly aflame and hisi whole bearing threatening, "then I '!;wear I'll break out of jail-somehow-and kill the man who's mean e nough to kill my poor dog!" .That s how s you how desperate a character you've caught, officers," warned Mr Gray. "I don't care," Ted Trim retorted, s ullenly "That dog' s the only thing on earth that cares a rap about me No man that is a man would have the heart to hurt the poor beast ."'' "There, there--thafs all right," soothed one of the con stables. "We won't hurt the pup if he minds his own business. Come along." vYithout a thought of resisting, Trim allowed himself to be led along. He was asfonished when he found how close to the road he had been sleeping. There was the automobile in which Mr. Gray had hur ried over to this town. Into it that gentleman climbed now, taking Mrs. Simp son and two of the men in with him "It ain't a long waJk for you, younker," smiled one of the constables. "Not more than a quarter of a mile." "I'm good for it," Teel a ssen ted moodily. Gyp tried to follow along at his heels. Driven off, the brute retreated to a little di s tance, then followed s l y ly. Into the little bit of a village Ted was marched, all of the few people there turning out to gape at him "We hain't got a lock-up here-don't have enough need for one," explained one of the pair 0 constables. "And our justice won't be back till afternoon. So I reckon we'll have to take you into the town hall, and watch you." "Ifs all the same to me,'1 Ted nodded gloomiiy. So into the town ball h e was taken, and th e re all the village folks came to s tare at the despera.te young criminal From the talk Ted leaI1ned that the officer s had earned a two-hundred-and-:fifty-dollar reward tha.t Z enas Gray had offered for his capture. Also that it was expected that Mrs. Simpson would add someth ing more. Out from under a box in the yard across the way scur ried the yellow dog and came cavorting toward his master Inside, Gyp ate with relish. Then, however, he was driven out again Always, through the day, there was a crowd of the c u rious They came in, singly and in pairs, star ing at the boy as at a freak. There was not a moment when it have been pos sible to bolt for freedom The constables, understanding that, were not mean enough to handcuff their captive. Late in the afternoon there came another visitor, and a most unwelcome one--'Riah Griggs. That worthy came stamping into the town hall, followed by smirking Fluke. "That's the youngster!" denounced the farmer, wra.thily, as he glared at Ted "That's the young scoundrel. He stole three hundred dollars from me before he ran away For a few seconds Ted sat as if stricken dumb Then he leaped to his feet, quivering. "What's that?" he panted. 'Riah Griggs, you infernal liar, take that back!" "I won't take nothin' back!" glared the farmer. "Ye stole it, and ye know ye did. I had the money hidden in the blue chiny bowl in the parlor, and no one but my wife and the minister knew where it was hidden. But the mon ey's gone, an' you stole it!" "It's a rotten lie, from beginning to end," flared the boy. "It's the truth, an' ye .know it,'' asserted Griggs, positive ly. "The mini ste r came to the hou se yeste rday, and then we found the money gone. Where's that money, Ted Trim?" "Oh, bosh! I haven't got it, and never did have it," retorted Ted, dropping back to the settee on which he had been s itting. "Did ye find any money on him, officers?" demanded Griggs. "Not a penny," replied one of the constables "The kid had nothing in his pockets hut holes." "What did ye do with the money?" demanded Griggs, advancing upon th& boy s o -fiercely that Ted was tempted to believe that the farmer half believed his own charge. It was necessary, indeed, for the constables to force the e nraged farmer back or he would have harmed Ted. The handcuffs were removed from Ted's wri s t s, to hi s huge relief, and the n one of the constables was kindly enough to inquire: "It will be another charge against the youngster, any wa. y," said one of the coDBtables. "There's enough against "Want anything to eat, boy? You know, prisoners are entitled to be fed." him now to hang him almost." "I guess I might eat a little," Trim admitted. So one of the villagers brought in food. "Say," pleaded the boy, "can't I give a bit of this to clog?" "Why, yes, if we can find him," agreed the officer. "Take me to the door a second, and I'll find him. He won't be far off." So the constables, one gripping Ted's either arm tightly, ler l him as far as the door. "Gyp! Gyp! Here, old Gyp," T ed callep., loudly. 'Riah Griggs demanded so repeatedly where his money was that Ted, finally stung to desperation leaped to his feet. "If yo u've really lost any money, Griggs, then it's most likely it was stolen by your own son, Fluke! He's sneak enough to do anything wicked!" The s mirk faded out of Fluke's pudgy face. "Yah, yah, ye thief!" s narled the bOy. "Ye thin!{ ye can put it on me, do ye?" "Shut up, Fluke! Don't waste breath on the brat! No body' s suspecting ye, Fluke," roared his father. T ed

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K.10.KED OFF THE EARTH. 17 T rim, ye b e ast, I'll make ye sorry for the day ye robbed m e !" Soon after the farmer stamped off, followed by his worthy s on. The daylight b egan to fade. Villagers lost their interest in the pris oner. T'h e absent justice, it was said now, would not be back until late in the evening. Until he came and s igned the commitment papers our hero could not be sent ove r to the safe county jail. "I s 'pose you'd like to eat now, younker," hinted one of the con s tables, after lighting a couple of the lamps in the hall. "Yes, if you please," the boy answered. "All right, I'll go out and see if I can :find you soone thing. Wat.ch him, Jack!'' The r e maining con staJJle, who wa s a big fellow, lighted hi s pip e and s mok e d thoughtfully. Why, if the re ain t my pup!" cried Ted, suddenly, pointing into on e o f the dark c orners of the hall. The c onst a bl e turne d to l o ok. J?lump It was a heavy blow-a fearful one it seemed t o the daz ed victim For T e d Tri m hungry for liberty, yearning wildly for life in the free and ope n, struck out with all his might. He drove his fis t into the con s table's stomach region. D o wn w ent that s tartled officer, non s eriou s ly hurt, but wit h t h e win d so compl e tel y jolted out of him that he couldn't y ell. N ea r the door was a cart stake that s ome one had care lessl y left there. Seizing this and brandishing it, Ted started s avagely out of door s S curry Rus h Prowl i n g nearby, Gyp was at his heels in a twinklin g A s if r e alizing that s tealth was necessary, the dog uttere d no t a sing l e y e lp. D o wn the street rac e d Ted. N othing but a bullet could s top him now A wom a n sa w t h e fleeing boy, and recognized him. "There s the pri so n e r esca pin g !" s h e s hriek e d on the R till summe r air. "Oh, h e's murdered the constable s and 'jOt away H elp! Murder! T e d hear r 1 other sound s h Phind him as he fled. He kn e w that rJiase would s wiftl y or g aniz e "Confound the chatte r e r !" h e grolmd. H e had r e a c h e d the street c orner now. A h e ad under the starlight, he caught the indistinct g l e am of a river's wat e r. At redoubled s peed he dashed o n for the riv e r for h e knew how to swim like a .sh! B e for e he g ain e d the riv e r h e heard the s ounds of pursuit behind him. His p ath of fli ght had been di s covered. Recapture s wooped not far to the rear. Down to the r ear of the s treet out upon a little wharf dashed Ted Trim. Splash! He was in the river, s wimming under water for the first hundred yards out. Gyp was not far behind him. As he heaxd the pursuers on the wharf Ted dove again, coming up at last still further from shore. He swam noiselessly now, too far out to fear detection in the darkness. He heard boats putting off, and so swam swiftly down the stream. None o:f the pursuers got near enough to see him. Ted floated with the s tream for half an hour. Gyp, twice tired of the water went to land and ran along the shore for a little way before r e joining his floating master. "It's cool out here, and safe, anyway," murmured Ted, who, being wholly at home in the water, felt no need of getting ashore in a hurry. Flare Something bright gleamed in his eyes. "What's that?" wondered the boy, turning around fo, r a better look. But a distant chug of mac'hinery and the sight of a long row of lights over the water, told the story to him. A river steamer was coming down the stream, picking up its way by the aid of its search-light. Ted lay on the water for a few moments, watching the approaching craft. "Say!" he s uddenly murmured. "That's great!" Quickly over on to his back he rolled, swimming in that position until he had put himself almost in the track of the oncoming steamboat. Flare! The light was so bright in his eyes now that he had to clos e them. But in another moment he knew that he had been seen, for he could hear the steambo at's engine-room bell s clang ing. "She's s topping," muttered Ted, joyously, as he open e d his e y es a bit and saw the boat slowing up. Then he was obliged to clos e his eyes again, for the steamboat folks were keeping their glaxe turned full upon him as if afraid t o lose him. He heard a boat b e ing lowered heard the sound of mov in g row-locks. "There he is! Careful now!" Then a row-boat moved gracefully up beside him, and r eac hing hands s eized him, drew him into the boat. "Oh, thank you!" murmure d hypocrite Ted, opening his eyes slowly "I was almost gone!" "Poor youngster!" muttered one of the sailors. "Lay him in the bottom of the boat,'' directed the steam. boat office r at the tiller. "You're all right now, youngsten Hot coffee when we get you on bol!-l'd." "Yap! yap!" c ame an x iou s l y from the water. "On, pl ease don't leave m y dog!" cri e d Ted, almost toci lu s tily for part he wa s playing. "Sure we won't promised one of the sailor s bending over the gunwales. "In with y ou, ki-yi !" Then back to the waitin g s teamboat they rowed. A crowd, waiting at one of the gangways, cheered lustily. Up on board Ted was h11s tled. The captain was waiting at the gangway to question him

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1 8 KICKED OFF THE EARTH. "Fell out of a sailboat," lied Ted, who felt that real ex planations might be dangerous. "Where do you live?" demanded the captain. "Down the river, a long way," lied 'l'ed, pointing vague ly downstream. "Rirketts City?" persisted the captain. "Yes," replied Ted, hoping that the place was a good dist"tnce away "How did you get way up here, then?" was the cap h.in's next question. But Ted leaned heavily against the rai l, closing his eyes, as if he were fainting. .And in that instant Ted Trim also shifted his right foot. For, in glancing downward, his eager eyes had lighted on a wallet lying there "I'll be all right soon," he said, faintly, to those who crowded about The captain left him, to get the craft under way again Flop! Ted had dropped his tattered hat. When he straightened up again with it in his hands he had the pocket book inside the hat. One by one the passengers lost their interest and moved away. to me there again in a week. If nobody has proved prop erty on this wallet by that time I:n hand it over to you as the finder. .And I'll lend you five dollars anyway. Now, shut up-no tlianks Lad, the first time I ever set foot on a steamboat's deck I was as ragged as you a.re. I hope with all my heart that this money comes to you in a week's time." It was one o'clock in the morning when 'red a n d Gyp went ashore at Ricketts City For a week, on the borrowed five, our hero kept going all right. .At the end of that time the wallet and its contents were turned over to him. Ted Trim, still as ragged as a boy could be, was now fifty-five dollars and some loose change to the go!)d .A start in life CHAPTER VIII. THE NEW LIFE. At last Trim found himself alone. Young Mr. Edward Trim, well-dressed, and with a well "Now, then!" he cried, eagerly, after a stealthy look fed look, strolled into the office of the New Empire Hotel around him. at Barber, Missouri He opened the wallet. Greenbacks-a fat little pack of At his heels trotted one of the sleekest yellow dogs im them Feverishly he counted them. aginable-Gyp, who wore on his neck a very handsome "Sixty dollars Gracious A real, decent start in life l" collar Then, after an instant: "No, sir It ain't a decent start. "Your mail, Mr. Trim," said the clerk, respectfully, as Ted Trim, I'm ashamed of you Aren't you ashamed of he handed a packet of letters to our hero me, t-00, Gyp ?"-looking down at the dog. Ted took them, glancing carelessly at the envefopes. Not losing another second the boy braced up. He went He stood there, while he opened the letters a:p.J glanced in search of the captain, whom he found on t11e hurricane through them, while Gyp, settling near his master's feet, deck just below the bridge. snored contentedly through a doggy dream "I found it," Ted confessed. "Some one in the crowd Was this Ted Trim a few yea.rs later? that was standing a.round Ille must have dropped it. There's Not a bit of it! sixty dollars here!" It was the same old Ted Trim, hardly a particle olde r ".And you didn't feel like keeping it?" questioned the but vastly improved in every way. captain, looking curiously at the boy as he received the It was about the first of September in the same year. wallet Ted had got on fast indeed "Of course not It wasn't mine Everything now seemed the smoothest, easiest.sailing. "See here, lad," replied the captain, after a few moments Yet the change had come about in the simplest fashioh of thought, "come down below and show me just where you In Ricketts City, just after his windfall, our hero had found this wallet." gone about in search of work. Ted led the way and pointed out the spot of discovery. One of the places that he dropped jnto was a branch office "I don't believe anybody in the crowd dropped it," said of a company that sold steam reapers for use on the great, the captain, slowly "See here, lad I don't propose to go fertile farms of the middle west around asking folks, for then there'd be some people claim The manager was talking to a customer at the time Ted ing the money who had no right to it. And I don't believe approached. He explained the workings of a big sample anybody now on board lo.st this. To my mind, it was lost reaper that stood on the floor. by some person who went ashore off this gangway at the Ted, having nothing better to do, listened attentively l ast stop You're an honest fellow Now, I'm going to let "It's one of the simplest machines in the world," went you into a secret. I'm honest, too. When people lose monon the manager, "yet our fool farmers, who a.re no kind ey on this boat they're supposed to come and report it to of machinists, a.re always getting this reaper out of order. me. So I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll keep this wallet, and Then we have to send a man to get it running again. We put you ashore at Ricketts City, our l ast stop You come 1 have a whole staff of machinists that we pay seventy -five

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L KIOKED OFF THE EARTH. 19 d o ll ars a month and traveling expense s just to do the And now, at the nearstru:t of the reaping season, he was. things that our farmer customers ought to be able to do on the threshold of what he hoped woul d turn out to be a for themselves." "big" season. Ted p r icked up his ears, and did some more listening. Few boys had ever made a quicker start i n the w orld. As soon as the visitor had gone, and the manager was Our hero was thinking of it now as he walked over wit h a lone, o u r hero went straight up to the manager. his packet of le tters to a chair at the office window. "I've just been thinking," he said, quietly, "that I'd "Gyp, old fellow," he murmured, under his breath, as lik e one of those seventy-five dollar jobs." he looked down at the still faithful old yellow dog, "we're "What's that, young man?" pla y ing in the biggest kind of luck And what luck too! "One of those seventy-five doUar jobs keeping your maWhy, at anything e lse I couldn't earn much more than chines in order among the farmers," T 'ed an s wered, coolly board money. And here I have over nine hundred saved "What do you know about our machines?" d e mand e d an d money coming in faster every week! Whew!" the manager, eyeing this "fool boy," as he thought him. A mis t got before the boy as he thought over o l d t imes "Nothing at all," Ted adm 1 tted, promptl y '"Riah Griggs' slave not s o very long ago," he murmured, "Then what makes you think you could repair one?" thou g htfully. "Then literall y kicked off the ear th. lfo "Because I never saw the thin g in machin e ry that I one seem e d to want me. The few who did 'seem inclined couldn't learn tn boss in a f e w hours,'' Ted replied truth t o give me a chance. soon turned against me and wanted fully to see m e jail e d And now-on the road to wealth He had always had the greatest craze--and knack, too-A s he turn e d up one of the envelopes i n his packet of for ma s tering difficult machines. mail he saw on it the imprint of the home office of t h e "One of those natural geniu s es, eh?" half s neered the compan y in New York. m anager. "What a cra s h it would bring to me i f that good o ld "Try me, please,'' begged Ted. "Show me the machine, house fail ed!" whizze d through his head with s u c h force and see what I can do. Do you under s tand the machine as to give him a sudd e n start yourself, sir?" Yes what would happ e n if that reaper house fa il e d? Having it thllil "put up to him," the manag e r took T e d "Never get another job like thi s ," he muttered, al m o s t T r i m out into a shop to inspect a machine that was in turnin g white for the second. "I'd be answerin g 'boy perfect running order. wanted' ads in the papers!" The manager was soon surpri sed to see how quickly this But Ted was not one to remain long j o l ted over i m apt boy picked up the working details of the thing. a gina r y ills "Now, come over to this reaper, which is broken down," Slipping the point of his knife und e r the flap of the c ontinued the manager "Se e what i s wrong with it, and envelope he opened it. how you woul d go to work to get it in running order." Just as he did so, he glanced up. "Nothing wrong but this g e arin g off, and this crank pin "Gracious!" w orn too smooth,'' reported Ted, after a ten minutes' look. Through the glass of the window h e stare d at a trim "Good enough," nodded the manager. "That's what littl e :fig ure out there on the sidewalk. does ail the machine It all seemed so much like a dream tha t he instinctively H e kept Ted there for the rest 0 the afternoon, and, at rubbed his eyes. i ts e nd, said : "Nellie Gray!" he a l most explod ed. "Trim, in the morning I'm going a f e w miles out into He gazed at the girl as if fascinated. the cou ntry to tin,ker np a machine myself for a farmer. "No, no; it can't be!" he murmure d Ypu rep?rt and go along with me, and I can soon tell The young woman, stunning l y d ressed, w a s w alking slow-w h ether you're worth a job. l y toward the hotel entrance. Ted got that job, at seventy-five dollars a month and "She m11stn't see me! gasped T ed; for now h e was traveling expenses-first, because he could do the work, s ure that .it really wa:s the sweet girl he remem b e re d s o and s econd, because he did not drink liquors, as too many well, and who had been so "nice" tn him. 0 the company's traveling men did. Horrors! She was corning straight towa rd the entrance But that had not been the end of his good fortun e of the hotel. After being out on the road for a few weeks Ted reCertainly she was about to enter. ported tn the house that he was in a position to send in 'red Trim's blood began to run cold. H e f elt frozen. an order for a machine "She mustn't see me!" he qu i vered The 110use replied that in that ca.se, he would receive the H e dropped two letters on the floor, then b ent over to o ne h u ndred and t wenty dollars' commission paid tn sale s pick them up just a.s the girl entered the office. men. B y this maneuver he was able to remain ben ding, with From then on Ted's rise had been rapid. He was still his bac k turned. on his seventy -five dollar job but, in addition, he was earnHe heard the click of her little heel s as the girl walked ing many commissions through sales o.f the machine : toward the office desk.

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20 KIOKED OFF THE EARTH. "Good afternoon, Miss Gray," was the clerk's greeting. "Want key?" "Yes, if you please." That voice! Ted would have remembered its sweetness had he been ten thousand from home. It was N' ellie--his N cllie, as he told himself hmriedly, ancl then laugh ed at his own foolishness. "Is Mr. Trim in?" Nellie asked the clerk. "Why, yes; there he is, sitting over there by the-By Jove, he was there a moment ago !" But Ted was not there now. Like a panic-stricken deer he had sped out into the street Nor did he stop until he had gajned the next corner. "Gracious But that was a narrow escape!" he quivered. "Nellie there in the same hdtel with me? How long have we been Ii ving under the same roof?" His eyes filled with tears of recollection. "What wouldn't I give just to go back and speak to her?" he groaned. But he dared not. 1 Back in that other state the police still "wanted" him for twd crimes of which he was guiltless of any share. Mr. Gray believed him guilty, even if Nellie did not. Simpson, too, had added to the reward offered for his capture. To speak to Nellie Gray could do no good. She could not even know :him against her father's wis h. To reveal himself now me(lnt the downfall of all the castle of good luck that he had built up, and which meant life to him. "I've been kicked off the earth once," he muttered. "I never could stand it again." Walking on, misernbly, he turned in at the first ice cream shop that he came across. There was a "parlor" in back with tables, at one of which he could sit down and t hink. He ordered an ice cream, but paid no heed to it when it came Instead, he sat looking out of a window into an empty back yard. "Guess I'd better look over my mail. That may clear my head up," he thought, turning once more to the packet of letters. The opened letter with the company's mark on it was 11ppermost. Like one in a dream 110 took out the enclosed letter, un.-foldeQ. it and tried to read. At first he took in not a word on the typewritten sheet. Then, suddenly, his eye alighted on a name. "Whew!" Gasping, Ted Trim read the letter through from be-gin:l!ing to end. "Oh, dear!" he choked, and almost For in the letter was this paragraph : "Our vice-president, Mr. Zenas Gray, who is absent on a West ern trip, will make it a point to stop over at Barber fur the purpose of conferring with you as to your recent excellent work with our goods. Mr. Gray will stop at the New Empire Hotel. You will, of course, make it a point to see Mr. Gray and to attend to any directions that he may give you." "Nellie's father the vice-president of the company that I've done so well with!" throbbed Ted. "Make it a point to meet him? Well, I rather guess-nit!" He sat there trembling. I well enough rrea. knew what it would mean to refuse to meet the vice-president of his company. Yet to follow orderi;; and meet Mr. Gray w<>uld be just as bad. "He'd know me in a second," groaned poor Ted. "I couldn't deny being that same boy. Then he'd send :for the police. Or, anyway, he'd bounce me as the company's man in Mi s souri !" For s ome moments the boy sat staril!-g dully around him. l<'ortunately, he had the little "parlor" to himself. "Down comes the whole glorious castle!" he faltered. "The job gone. About as good as kicked off the earth again!" For just a second or two the wild idea: came into his head of seeing Nellie Gray and begging her to intercede with her father. "Bnt she wouldn't do it," he quivered. "What interest can she take in a boy tramp, even if he is dressed a little better than a tramp now? She might Rtand the tramp well enough but not a boy whom everybody believes to be a criminal." He shook 11is head, having made up his mind that it would be worse than foolish to even think of seeing the girl. To occnpy his mind, he cut open envelope that haC1 the hotel's stamp on it. Inside was not hing but a card, yet the sight of it gave rrea another chil1 of misery. On the card was printed the n:am.e of Zenas Gray. On tlie otl1er Ricle was a message which ran: "Dear Mr. 'I'rim: I run wa.iting to see you. Send your card to my room at 5 p. m. Z. G." "Send carcl to liis room, en? I guess not! But what sha ll I do? Have I got to give np this splendid toss over this grand start in life? And all because of tliings that I never did!" Again the impulse to go to Nellie Gray surged. up strong ly within him. Then came another lirging, tlie strongesf one he could have-that of his pride. "Whitt on earth have I been thinking o:f J" he asfad. himself contemptuously. "Hiding behind a woman's sl
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KICKED OFF THE EARTH. 21 from the boy. "If you could, I know you'd give me the very advice that I need at this time. But you can't talk m ore's the pity!" As if he were trying, Gyp wagged his tail slowly, doubt fully, and looked whiningly up into his master's face. "Crash! Here goes everything!" shivered Ted Trim, as his pencil began to move over the paper. Yet two or three pages he tore up into small bits, and not for some minutes did he succeed in writing just what he wanted to write. "Come on, now, old fellow, and we'll get thi s over while I'm s till sane," muttered Ted, ri s ing hastily from the table. Outside, he stopped at the cashier's desk long enough to pay for the cream that he had not tasted. Then he sta rted to go through the door to the street. Started, that is-but he fell quickly back, staring as i he had eeen a. ghost. A queer enough looking ghost it was-a brassy-looking, mean-eyed youth in a fl.as hy looking s uit. "Pluke, Griggs !" quivered Ted Trim, inwardly: .. "Now the ruin' s complete!" CHAPTER IX. RIP! work. I'm out to see the world, I am, and have a good time. But whatcher been doing, Ted? Pfaying the races? My, but you almost like a gentleman !" That was much more than could have been said for Fluke, except by a big stretching of the imagination. The Griggs boy was in a checked suit, so loud that it ought to have been "heard a good ways off." It was of cheap, shoddy material. On his head the boy wore a wide-brim]lled, soft hat 'of the cheapest kind. The whole make-up suggested that the boy had tried to make up as a "sport," and that he didn't know how. "Goin g to ask me. to have a beer?" hinted Fluke. "A beer?" the bewildered T 'ed. "Good heavens, Fluke, you haven't learned to drink, have you?" "Oh, once in a while, just to keep my s tomach in shape," Fluke confided. "Going to treat?" "Say," suggested Ted, who 'was anxious to get of this youth in some wa.y, "come inside and have an ice cream with me." "All right," nodded \Fluke indifferently, and slouched into the "parlor" in the wake of our hero. red ordered in dull despair. "Now, tell me what ye're doing," Fluke commanded, with much of his old-time bossiness. "It's good, anyway, for I never saw ye rigged out so swell beforG." "What are you doing?" Ted cross-questionQd. "One question at a time,'' retorted Flub, 1\tl.kily. "You tell me first." "Hullo, Ted Trim. Oh, ain't you swell these days?" "Me? Oh, I've been traveling with a pa.teut medicine Fluke Griggs, with hi s chin thru s t out in an ugly leer, fakir," lied Ted desperately. "I'm ju s t out of a. job, and and his hands tucked into his pockets, had stopped dead have got to find somet hing e lse to do." short. "It ain't botherin g ye any, an,yway, I reckon," grinned For one wild instant Ted was tempted to draw himself Fluke. ''I saw ye at the New Empire Hotel this morning, up coldly and deny his name. and t}la.t's a pretty swell place to stay. Couldn't do it But in the next instant he knew the :folly of doing that. without ve had a bunch o:f monev." Fluke Griggs was not likely to be humbugged. Fluke. grinned W'ickedly as he Ted despite himself, For too many years had Fluke tormented this former s wiftly change color. slave, to be mistaken about him now. "Pop'd be mighty glad to see ye here," grinned the other "Say, can't you talk to a feller?" demanded Fluke, in boy. "He never got over yer running off with that three an injured voice. hundred in cold cash." . --.._ "Howdy, Fluke," compromised Ted, faintly. "You know well. enough that I never ran away with it," "And i s that the best ye can. do' ?" insisted the principal Ted retorted eveing Fluke, indignantly. heir of 'Riah Griggs. "Say, Ted ye never was much on "Oh maybe ye' didn't admitted the other youngster. manners. Why, I'm tickled to death to meet you, and I "Ffoke Griggs, you stole that money from your father! ain't above saying s o." You did it yourself "What are you doing out here in this part of the world?" "Ye needn't talk so loud about it," rejoined young Ted demanded. Griggs uneasily. "Now, ye're shoutinir." replied the other with ap-proval. "No, I suppose not," Ted retorted, bitterly. "You're "What am I doing? Say, Ted I cut the old bunch out, afraid some policeman would overhear and take you up juRt like you did." on general suspicion until he had time to write to your "You've left home?" home.'' "Had to 'cause home wouldn't lea.ve me," declared "That cqp'd get two of us, wouldn't he?" asked Fluke, in Fluke confidently. a leering whisper. "You ran away?n T e d paled again. "Sure thing! Teel, I don't blame ye for not being "Stopping at the New Empire with friends ?" demand able to stand that bunch. It's too slow-and too much ed the Griggs boy, suddenly.

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22 KICKED OFF THE EART1I. Ted started again, thought of the Grays, and Fluke, what he would do-and how to do it quick !-Fluke Griggs seeing, laughed again in evil glee. slouched away so that Ted did not encounter that worth" Oh, I guoos ye won't be sending any wurd home about less young wretch as he came out .of the telegraph office. me," announced Fluke, confidently. "If ye did, I'd manThere was a cab close Ted, though he felt strongly age, somehow, to get word to the hotel folks a.bout you. tempted to fly from the town by the next train, found And the police'd know that ye're wanted, too. Say, honest, himself yet unable to do it. now, Ted, ye haven't any idea that ye're going to give me He must have just one more glimpse, anyway, of sweet away, nave you?" Nellie Gray. "No," 'l'ed admitted, honestly. "Though I'd die sooner'n have her see me and know He had no pa.rticular reason, anyway, for going out of me!" he quivered. his way to help 'Riah Griggs to find his son. "Driver," said T'rim, coolly, as he approached the cab, "That's all right then," declared Fluke, with satisfac"just drive back and forth through the principal streets tion. "But remember! As long as I keep out of trouble, a while, will you? I've got a little business on hand that I keep my mouth shut about ;you. If anything happens to I want to think over. I can always think better when I'm me, then I squeal a bout you. That's fair, afo't it?" riding slowly. You needn't bother about asking directions Ted flared into the mean, shifting eyes of Fluke. untir I give you some. Take this, and you'll have more "You dirty little beast!" burst from Trim's lips. coming later." "Oh, it's war, then, is it?" demanded Fluke, rising to Into the driver's hand he slipped a two-dollar bill. his feet. "All right, then! I may get in a hole, but you'll Then he entered the cab, pulling down the curtains. be buried under a mountain when I get through with As he had expected, Trim found that the old curtains had you." a few holes .i.n them. He could see out into the streets "Sit Fluke," commanded our hero. 'flt isn't war, without being seen. or anything like it. As lo:p.g as you keep your mouth shut "Get up on the front seat, dear old Gyp," ordered the I'm going to do the same. I hate to take your low kind boy, and then sat looking out into the streets through of tactics, but you force me to do it." which the cab rolled. "Oh, all right, then," nodded the Griggs boy. "You For half an hour our hero saw nothing that"interested say you mean to play fair, and that's always the way I do. him Well, what now?'.' Then :mdden1y, he gave a great quivering start. "I've got to be going," responded Ted, rising. For Fluke Griggs, slouching along, had been accosted by "Where to?" three men whom Ted Trim 1 knew without a shadow of a "That's my business." doubt. "Oh, all right then, Ted Trim. I didn't know but mayThey were the same three who had robbed Zenas Gray's be you and me could kinder bunk out as partners for a country house! while." "Now, kid, w .e's got you," announced the leader of the In order not to make a needless enemy, T e d gulped trio to Fluke. "Don't you try to give us the slip again. the disgust that this proposition gave him. You're ours! Savvy?" "I guess I'll see you later, all right, Fluke," and Trim Sta.riled Ted Trim was listening with all his ears. passed quickly out into the street. But Fluke, with the cunning of his kind, dogged our hero It gave Fluke enough of a gasp, too. For Ted Trim hruried through side streets to the tele graph office. ''Now, what in blazes is he telegra.phihg a.bout?" ponCHAPTER X. SLAM! dered Fluke, shaking inwardly. "Is that sneak squealing The cab had stopped for a moment behind a big truck on me? Oh, if he is, won't he be sorry, though? I reckon in a crush of vehicles on that busy street. I'd better take ca.re of him pretty quick, so's to be sure "I'm afraid to have anything to do with you folks!" of him." Fluke chattered. Had Fluke read the telegram that our hero was sending "You'll be more afraid not to stick to t1s !" wa.rned the he would have been wiser. lead er. "Kid, we know an about you-how you skipped For Ted's telegram was addressed to the New York west with two thousand dollars that you stole from your office of the company that employed him. father, Uriah Griggs, of Stony Brook." And that message ran: "Gracious!" Ted quivered, silently. "Sudden illness compels me to resign immediately. Dn-"It's a lie!" panted Fluke. able to wait to see your vice-president. Never mind money "Is it, kid? Well, you know best about that. Rut if due me for commissions on sales. Ei>WARD TRIM. 1 you try to give us the slip again, then just wait for what'll Full of his own evil-minded suspicions, and -planning! happen! Now, do you stick to r us, and put up the money

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KICKED OFF THE EARTH. 2 3 that we want? Do you help us in the business and take a share in the profits of the game?" / "Y-y-yes !"stammered frightened Luke. She was chatting her father, her face brilliant a n d laughing Even over the steady chugging of the great car our hero The cab was rolling forward agn;n leavm rJ th lo h . "'"' o e w eard her laughmg voice, and then she was go n e voiced, evil quaitette to the rear "H d I ht to b yt h to to M G ''Oh Fl l a oug r ave ever m g go r ray Poor u re'" th ht T d "th te h oug e w1 ars m is eyes. and tell him t hat the me n who robbed his s afe are in now. "Poor, miserable little beast!;' Then, an instant later, T ed wondered: "Fluke never proved him s elf my friend But I wonder if I can't do something to keep the poor little beast from being a crook?" Trim peered out of the tiny rear window of the cab There was Fluke, walking down the s treet in the oppo site direction with his new masters-his masters because they knew his guilty secret. "That's what a fellow gets for "Starting crooked," mut tered T ed, next adding, to him s elf, with a queer smile: "And I seem to be in almost as bad a :fix without having done an y thing wrong!" He gave the check strap a pull, which brought the cab to a stop and the driver to the door "Driver," queried our hero, "when you stopped jus t back there, did you notice three men talking to a boy at the curb? They're back there now." "They've jnst turned the corner, then, I gues s," nodded t h e dri ver, l ooking down the stree t "Follow them. see just where they go, and don't give 'em any reason to suppose that you're following. Under stand?" The driver nodded, grinning slyly. "Get around the corner quick, then, and keep 'em in s ight after you once lay eyes on 'em!" So the cab turned, and Ted Trim, who had rea son enough to keep his mind on hi s own troubled affairs, start ed off to see what he coul d do to help out one who had never been good to him There was not much to be done, apparently for, when the cab got around the corner Fluke and his bad company were lost to sight The driver kept on at a trot until he had gone tWo b locks down the side street, yet without catching sight of the evil four "Orders?" demanded the driver, again presenting him self at the open door of the cab. I there's nothing to do but to go on with our o l d programme of driving slowly anywh e re," T e d sighed . Back on to the main s tre e t of the town roll e d the cab. And now, a s our hero look e d out upon th e street from his c onc e alment, he had a treat for which h e had lon ged. Anoth e r s i ght of Nellie Gra y H e r e s he was, in a mos t fet c hing cos tume s itting besid e her fath e r on the r e ar seat of a hand some gra y automobil e The regulation chauff e ur goggles and all w a s UJ?On the front s eat, but him Teel favored wit h hardl,v a g lan ce. The auto was running so slowly that it too k some sec onds to pass Ted's cab. How that youngster feast e d hi s hungry eyes on the girl town ?" quivered Ted He battled wit h h i mseif His to see the Grays again, to speak w ith them, was almost as s trong as his fear of the consequ e nces. "But what good woul d it do to tell Mr. G ray about the burglars?" he wondered, and shook hi s head "Thos e burglars haven't any of the plunder left, or they wouldn t be trying to get poor Fluke to stake them with cas h No, no! It can't do any good to go to Mr Gray And no use, I'm afraid to try to help F l uke." The longer he rode the more his head seemed to get in a whirl. They were passing a sma ll mean looking hotel now. Tug w ent the check strap. "Stop here?" asked the driver, bending down from his box in some surprise. I Ted nodding, stepped out to the sidewa l k H e ha nded up another greenback to the driver, then started i nto the dingy little office o f the mean hote l. This woul d do as well as any p lace to hide in. Regi s tering under an a s sumed name, he went u p t o his room, followed by wondering Gyp. "Do g gie, old fellow, this is the queerest kind of a whirl," Trim confided to the y ellow one "My splendid job is gone, and we've got to come down to any o l d kind of boy's work. And I can't go near the Grays, or I'm lik e l y to find mys e lf i n prison I can't even te ll Mr. Gray that his burg l ars a re here i n town, and it wouldn't do any good if I could, for they s ur e haven't got a doll a r left bf wha.t they sto l e from him And I can't very well sa vc Fluke. That ain't so m u ch matter, tho u gh Yes, it is, too, though I'd hate to see my worst enemy going for sure enough the way most folks think I went." Too upset to care about eating Teel undres sed and got into bed ea'rly He was up earl y too-altoge ther too e arly but hunger had stopped his slumber soon after daylight. In need of food, Teel hurried down into the office. The dining room was not y e t ope n s o he anu G,vp pas sed out into the s tre e t. "I may a s well buy e nou g h g rub for th e day," muttered T ed. "The n I won' t have to s h o w my nose o ut a g ain With a bulk,v package of food und e r one arrn h e :start e d b a c k to th e littl e hot el. On the way h e m e t a n e w sboy, anu bou ght a c opy of the Barb e r "B a nn e r Up in hi s room again_, h e firs t of all atte nd e d to. the app etite of G yp. The n, la y ing out some food for himtielf, our hero opened hi s paper.

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24 KICKED OFF THE EARTH. He read slowly, and without much interest until he turned to one of the inside pages. Here, in one of the columns, his own name, in large type, caught his eye. It was an advertisement, which read: "Edward Trim! Please see me a t my hotel without delay. Highly important. Z. G." "It must be important, if he's advertising for me,'' smiled the boy. "But I don't believe that will catch me." He heard a heavy tread in the next room, and then the sound of a voice--that of the leader of the burglars In an instant Ted was alert. Crossing the room on tiptoe, he came to where a ray of light came in through a crack in the out-of-order wall. It was through this crack that the sound had come. Two of the gang were in there. He could make out their faces distinctly. "Remember that old country place, in the east, of a man named Gray?" "Where we did the summer job?" nodded the leader's comparlion. "Yes; well, old Gray is in town." "It wouldn't do him any good to catch us now." "It isn't of that I'm thinking," replied the leader, slow ly. "But the old man has his daughter with him." "Is she worth stealing?" laughed the other burglar, softly. "Is she, man!" retorted the leader; "Is that running in your head, Fallon?" demanded the other. "Johnson, I'd steal that girl and run off with her in a second, if 1I knew how to," retorted the leader, who had answered to the name of Fallon. "She must be a beauty, then, old man, to turn your cool head in that way." "Why, man, she is a beauty. And one of those proud, high steppers. If I could run off with her, marry her, and keep her a while, she'd be too prond to ever want to return to her folks. Then, if I could pla y it on her right, we could keep her and make her of the greatest use to our little crew!" The men were talking so softly that, had it not been for th e crack in the wall, their voices would not have gone bey onrl their own room. "A re you in earnest?" asked the fellow adressed as .Johnson. "If I can see any way of working it, I am," cried Fal lon. "I'd risk hanging to get that girl!" "Perhaps it can be worked," suggested Johnson, fully. "Some of the money you're going to make that kid give up might put the job through." "Will you be with me, Johnson?" "Sure enough, if we can work it properly. But, just now, I'm going to have a sleep. That's what I came here for." "Right enough," noddei:l. Fallon. "And sleep for me, too. We'll tfilk the girl busines s over when we wake up." "Then you'll talk it over in a safe place!" blazed listen ing Ted. Nellie Gray threatened even with the shadow of a dan ger? Then 'l'ed Trim would go even through death itself to save her. "Tread softly, Gyp, old fellow," he barely whispered, holding up a finger to warn the dog. He let himself out of the room. Once down the corridor, and on the stairs, Ted walked briskly. He wa;;i no longer thinking of himself-no longer cared who might recognize him. He hurried from the hotel and into the nearest telephone pay station. Stepping into a closet and ringing up, the quivering boy demanded: "Connect me with the chief of police." After a minute or so he had that oill.cial on the wire. "I've got something important to tell you," began Ted. "Are you listening?" "Listening all right," the voice of the chief. "Down in Sluggs' Hotel, room 43, are two crooks, old hands at burglary. They go by the names of Fallon and J ohmon. There's a third member of the crew, and he may be in some other room. They're taking a nap. Early last summer they robbed the house of a Mr. Zenas Gray, who is now at the New Empire Hotel. They're even won dering if they can't Miss Gray; and they're plan ning some local burglary. They--" "Who are you?" broke in the chief's voice. Ignoring the question, T 'ed went on. "If you get these men, you'll probably recognize them as men whose pictures are in the Rogues' Gallery. At all events, I know them to be old crooks." "Who are you?" repeated the chief, sharply. "Now surely, chief, you realize that sometimes parties give police tips who don't wa.nt to be known themselves. But you can't make any mistake about going to the Sluggs Hotel and looking up these men. Good--" "Who--" "Good-bye!" Ting-a-ling! Ted hung up his receiver, out s ide, paid his charge, and got quickly on the street. There was a small, close, stuffy, badly lighted booksell er's store across the street from Sluggs' Hotel. Into this store Ted coolly walked, pretended to be inoor ested in the books on the shelves, and waited From where he stood he could look out of the window. Within :five minutes he saw four men in ordinary garb enter the hotel. "They're wearing police shoes, all right," quivered Ted, glancing over the book that he held. He waited, feverishly, five, ten minutes. A little more. "There they are!" he cried, his eyes flashing. "Great blazes They're caught all right !" For two of the plain-clothes policemen were coming out

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KICKED OFF THE EARTH. of the hotel, escorting Fallon and John. son, securely hand cuffed. J3ut others were coming brought up the rear-with Griggs, also handcuffed. behind. Two more officers the third burglar a.nd young was sniveling wetly. He looked scared to death, and his short little legs seemed not strong enough to hold him up. "Why, great snakes! Those rascals had Fluke in another room, and now he's pinched!" gasped Ted. "Nice thing for me to do, when I had hoped to keep Fluke out of a scrape! But what do I care about him, any way, when Miss Nellie is in question?" It was certain enough that the Fallon gang were in the Away plunged the brute, and Ted s teered-steered the horse at a gdllop straight toward the speeding automobile. "You're crazy!" shouted a man from an upper window, as 'fed's stolen horse dashed by. "Steer O}lt of danger!" "Danger be--" flashed back over Ted's shoulder. The auto, still keeping to the middle of the road, was bearing down on him -at almost express speed. CHAPTER XI. BANG! toils to stay there. The four vigilant policemen looked There was just one second of life left! proud of their capture. Ted, standi ng on the seat of the wagon, his hands gripA crowd gathered and followed the police party down ping the lines firmly, was calculating with the eye of a the sharpshooter. "By hokey I" flashed suddenly through Trim's head. T'he s light est veer, however, on the part of the automo"N ow, I am in queer luck! Fluke will be sure I brought bile, would spoil his one calculation. this about. He'll squea l on me for revenge, and won't Fortunately, the galloping horse was accustomed to aumake such a wide shot, eit her. T ed Trim, my boy, did you tos-was not afraid. ever hear of that mystic number-twenty-three?" Swing! T ed, making his last pull on the reins, dropped Waiting only until the police crowd had gotten some them. way down the street, Ted stepped out on to the sidewalk Auto ancl wagon were still fifty feet apart when T 'ed and hurried in th e opposite direction, which happened to Trim sprang. ,lead to the rai-lway station With a.11 the power in his muscles he jumped slantingly "Me for the simple life-somewhere !" muttered the boy across the path of the auto. in grim alarm. .Down h e came, and then happened the thing for which For, well enough he knew, Fluke, as soon as he recovered he had hardly dared hope. from his first fright, would tell about Ted Trim. I He land ed, owing to the great speed of the car, on the "I can't hide long in this small city," quivered the boy. front seat-standing. "Best not to try at all." Standing? It was swaying, in stead, that fearful, dizzy Down the street he headed, at a good, swinging stride. motion. But there was more excitement afloat. He sta;rted to pitch backward upon Nellie Gray. "Look out!" shrieked someone. But that young woman, cool as s he was sweet, stretched "It's running wild!" yelled anoth er. out her arms and steadied him. There were other cries, some of warning and some of For just a second only. terror. Then, catching full control of his momentarily limp People on the sidewalk plunged for doorways-anywhere boflv. Teel s lid clown into th e front compartment, all bi,it ut of harm's path. landing o n the uncon $ci011s chauff e ur. For, from down the s treet, an automobile was approach-13ut to that individual Ted paid not a second's heed. ing at a mad speed. Our hero's hand was on the s t eer ing gear. Over the wheel, limply hung the chauffeur, a8 if he had He had the car under control! fainted. "N'ext one hand sought the lever. Even as Ted Trim took his first startled look the chaufGracefully in to the curb ran the great car. feur s lid off the sea t into the bottom of the car. Jolt! It stopped rather suddenly. It was a handsome, gray-colored automobile. Turning like a flash, Ted Trim leaped over into the rear In the back, t errified and helpless, stood the only pascompartment. senger, a terrified girl. With Nellie Gray in his arms he darted to the side"N ellie Gray!" gasped Ted, and thought the world had walk just as the scores of witnesses of this splendid rescue come to an e nd. dashed up. At the curb stood a horse hitched to a light delivery "Take her!" he quivered, passing Nellie, now reeling wagon. and almost fainting, into the arms of the first woman t.o Into the wagon bounded Ted. Up like a flash, he snatched approach. the1 reins and lashed them down over the startled horse's Then, ere there was any time to pay attention to him, back. he slipped onward and around the nearest corner.

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26 KICKED OFF THE EARTH. "The railway for me now!" he quivered. "But, oh, I thank heaven I was able to do that much for Nellie!" Breaking into a rn he streaked it to the n ext corner, and darted around. Pl'nmp He had collided v iolently with 11 ma.n past mid dl e age. 'I beg your--" began Ted, impulsively. "Oh-thunderation "Great gosh!" uttered the man, starting back. '"Riah Griggs !" "'red 'rrim Surely the l ast man on ea.rth our hero ca.red to meet just then! Leap! Riah had pounced upon the boy, catching him eager ly, vengefully, with both hands. "Oh, ye little varmint! I've got ye now l" Exertin g all his strength, 'Riah shook the captured boy as if he hoped to kill him by that means. "Steal my money, will ye?" Shake! sha.ke "I didn't !1' "Lying little thief Shake shake "Coi;ne along with me!" roared 'Riah Griggs, trium phantl y "I'll drag ye to the nearest jail!" "Shut up and li sten a. minute, won't :vou ?" g lared Ted . He was thankful that, on this sma ll side stree t no crowd was gathering. What ll I li ste n to ?" 'Riah demanded. "Going to tell me where my money i s ?" "I can t e ll you where your son i s." "Fluke?" "Yes, Fluke." "Tell me, then," glared 'Riah. "I'm after him, too! Oh, I'll send that ungrateful boy to jail!" "I won't tell you where he is, then!" quiver e d T ed. "If you, his own father, won't stancl by him when h e 's in trouble, I'd b e han ge d b efore I'd help you!" "Oh, he' s somewhere in tM s part of the countrv," as serted 'Riah. "I know that, for the police track e d him that far. I'll find Luke all right. Don't ve worrv And I've got you! Come along to limllo witli you!" If 'Riah figured that he had our hero that was where he made one of the greatest mistakes of his life. True, botfi his hands gripped Ted Trim's collar just as a pair of steel vises might have done. But rough knocking about the world had tau ght our hero the value of that most dazing of all blows-a good, hard punch landed full in the stomach. Whump 'Riah got that blow-got it at its fullest and best. He went down Jetting go hi s double hold. 'Riah wa.s so busy, in fact, that he hadn't even time to cry out. Before 'Riah felt any good again, Ted Trim was around two more corners. "For the depot, sure, this time whizzed Ted. Then, as suddenly, he halted. "Great Scott! I can't afford to take the risk of hang ing around there until a train comes!" he gasped, and slipped into a doorway. In that shelte r he out hi s time-table. "Lucky thought to look it up," he muttered. "No train for an hour and a half. It's only two minutes from here, so I 'll hide, and wait until folks who may be looking for me there think I've gone somewhere else." Next door was a bakeshop. Ted entered boldly, stepp ing right through to the bak ery in the rear. "Good-morning," he said, with tlrn cheek that he had picked up on the road. "Y al1 Goot -morning," anawered the baker, eyeing him. "I'm traveling for the Great American Yeast Comp11ny," lied 'I'ed, g libl y "How mnch do you pay a yeal' for your yeast?" "A hund erd dollar, m.aybe," rep!led the baker. "But I don't want no new yeast." I haven't asked you to buy any," Ted went on, as glibly as ever. "'I'ell you what I do want. I jus t want to sit here and watch you work for an hour or so. Whe.n I've seen the way you do your work I'll make you an offer that will save n ear l y half your work. And our company will furnish you with fifty dollars' worth of yeast, to be ordered as you want it, and not a cent to pay. Couldn't make a fairer offer than that, could I?" "Iss it bunco?" a s ked the G erm an, suspiCiously. "If you think so, forget it. Now heave ahead and get that dou g h into the pans. Then to talk bu s iness with you." T e d pretended to watch th e bak e r, but watched hi s own timepiecemuch more closely. "Time's up." quivered Ted to himself, as he put away hi s watch finally. Then aloud: "My friend, I'm going out for cigars, and then I'll come back torun this busines s over with you." He was in a
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KICKED OFF THE EARTH. 27 on the other crossing street, was almost at the corner of death. / "Here, Fluke! Run this way! Look out for the auto!" Young Griggs turned just enough to see the boy he re garded as his worst enemy. A panting jeer came to Fluke's lip s as he darted on faster than ever. He was at the corner-too late to realize his fearful danger. And Ted Trim close, indeed, to him. It looked as if both youngsters must go down under the flying wheels I CHAPTER XII. CONCLUSION. Grip! Ted had just time to reach the spot, reach out his hand and brace himself. He had a good, tight hold oi' young Griggs' coat. Wrench! Maddened by hate and fear, Fluke tore him self free of that saving clutch. Blind to the auto, tb.e driver of which had seen the dan ger too late, Luke Griggs pitched forward fairly before the speeding machine. Bump The car caught the miserable boy fairly Then, as the auto speeded on, the scared driver 1etting out speed more than evm-, the boy's body came down into the road. "The boy's been killed!" announced a voice. Close to Ted's face glared the blazing, reddened eyes of 'Riah Griggs. He pounced upon Ted, shouting hoarsely: "Officers, arrest this boy He's wanted I He pushed my boy to Ms death, too!" "Say, you bloated old lobsterJ shut up!" roared a po liceman, turning angrily on 'Riab. "He blamed near lost his own life trying to save that other youngster! I saw it!" "Arrest him, anyway!" stormed 'Riah. "He stole money from me, and he's wanted for two burglaries besides. Ar rest him, I say, or you'Jl flnd you've made a bi{mistake !" Chol{ing, gulping, 'Riah Griggs sfuggered over to the sot where tlie bystanders had laid his son. -"Dead!" gasped the old m1tn, in horror. "Dead, answered one of the bystanders. "Poor lad i Re never Irnew what hit him." "I s'pose we'H have to hold :vou," soke one of the o licemen, regretfully, as he laid a hand on Ted's shoul der. "The old man makes a felony charge against you, and we can't let you go until the thing has been looked into." "Kee me, then," Ted answered, dully. Toot! Another auto was approaching. Ted, sick of the machines for this day, did not even look around until he heard a voice cry : "Why, that's Ted!" The sweet voic.e thrilled him, then made him flush red with shame. 'Riah, his first burst of grief over, turned and looked. "Officers," he said, hoarsely, as he pointed toward the auto. "That man in the auto knows all about one of the burglary charges against Ted Trim." "Come over and let this man have a look a.t you, then, youngster," conimancled Ted's especial captor, turning ancl giving him a push forward. Forced thus to the meeting, our hero turned, his head now high up in the air, his eyes looking fearlessly at last into the kindling eyes of Nellie Gray. "Do you identify this boy, sir?" asked the policeman. "I do," nodded Zenas Gray, who sat be.side his uneasy daughter on the rear seat of the car. "Is he wanted for a burglary?" insisted the cop. "He was charged with helping rob my safe," answered Zenas Gray. "But you don't believe a word of it, papa-you know you don't I" cried Nellie. "Officers," spoke Zenas Gray, an instant later, "I was one of the complainants against this young man. I know nnw that the charge was absurd. There never was any warrant issued against he boy, and there's nothing for you to hold him on. The offense was alleged to have been committed in another State, anyway, and there are no papers over there that you could hold him on, anyWay." "But this man has made a charge," suggested the po liceman indicating 'Riah. he withdraws it," declared Mr. Gray. "Don't you, Griggs?" "Why, if it will oblige a:n,y, I might," assented 'Riah, always eager to stand well with the rich. "Look the other way!" cried Ted, suddenly, veering N ellie around. A wagon had just driven up for all that was left of Fluke. Bang! The tailboard closed in place, the wagon ratOrd away again. "Officer,'' went on Mr. Gray, calmly, "here is my card. I'm at the New Empire Hotel. 1 you want this young man again you'll find him there with me. Is that satisf.acto1i?" "It would be, if the chief said sQ...'' replied one of the policemen. "Then telephone your chief at once, won't you? Tell him there are no arrest paers anywhere to holcl this boy on, and no one to make a complaint against him. Tell him, also, that the young man can be found at my rooms in the hotel if the chief changes his mind." One of the policemen disappeared into the corner dnig store. After a. few moments he came out, grinning hi !l. satisfied way.

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0 ._,_28 KICKED OFF THE E.ARTH "The chief wants to know," he announced, "what I'd mean anyway, by arresting a .fellow when ther e s no papers out for him and no one to ma)re a complaint." "Then Mr. Trim is at liberty?" in s i s ted Mr. Gray. "Why, if the plucky c hap waits for me to arrest him, he'll be standing h e re n ext week." "Good enough-and thank you heartily, offic er," re s pond ed Mr. Gray. "Now, then Mr. Edward Trim, climb in here bes ide me. You can sit beside the young l a dy, too, if you'll behave yourself. Chauffeur, to the hotel!" Yap! yap! "Hold on, pleas e !" blurted T ed. "Can' t :faithful old Gyp get in here?" "Sooner than lose your company," smiled Mr. Gray. So Gyp had his fir s t ride in a chug-wagon then and there. "I'm not going to try, just now, Trim, to thank you for your spl e ndid act this morning," went on Mr. Gray, smiling, but choking slightly. "I've got to think it all out and choose my word s at a later hour. Arid so you're our hustling young salesman out in this part of the world? I never dropped until N e llie s uggested that you might be. .And she never thought of it until after we' d reached the hotel here. But why did you try to get away from us? And why on earth did you tel e graph your resignationwhich the company simply won't accept?" "Do you suppose I wanteq to see you, cried Ted, "when I thought you'd accuse me of being a burglar's accom plic e ?" "Well maybe not nodded Mr. Gray, thoughtfully. "But that's all :forgotten, anyway, Trim, since we don't believe it any longer." Nellie didn't speak; but her eyes were swimming as s h e s miled up at him-and, somehow, these y oung people had gotten hoid of each other's nearer hand. The lun c heon, that afternoon, that was served in the Gra y s uite at the hotel, was the jolliest meal at which our hero had ever been seated. A s they ate, Mr. Gray explained why he had wanted to meet our hero here in Barber. 1 The company had concluded that a hustling salesman like Ted was entitled to better territory in which to sell the reapers. More than that, the company wanted Ted, as soon as the present rush s eason was over, to go on to the home offices and plan a new selling season with the company's advertising agent. "I may as well add said Mr. Gray, earnestly "that the company ra ther expects that you'll turn out to be about our best man." In the afternoon 'Riah Griggs showed up. He had got ten over hi s grief enough to think about business. "I'm entitled to what this boy earns," 'Riah explained, greedily, to astounded Mr. Gray. "I'll take charge of his :savings, and his earnings can be sent to me after this, until he's twenty-one." ., "You have regular adoption papers?" demanded Mr. Gray. "No," Riah admitted, grudgingly. "But the state put him in my charge until he was twenty-one." "That counts for nothing," smiled Mr. Gray, coolly. "The state doesn't put boys out until they're twenty-one, but s imply until the state call s them in again. This boy needs a guardian and, being more than fourteen yeaxs old, he can choose his own guardian. Perhaps he'll choose /' me. Good-day, Mr. Griggs!" 'Riah blustered, but went when he was positively ordered out. .And he never again got the boy whom he had ordered ....,. off the eaxth. Nor did 'Riah recover any the money that Fluke had stolen from him. Whatever was left, young Griggs had hidden somewhe re, and it never was found. -' Fallon and his gang, b e ing wanted in Missouri, were never sent East, but are now serving tim e in Missouri. Zenas Gray very quickly convinced Mrs. Simp son that Ted had not been guilty in the robbery at her house. That good woman was greatly delight e d at being convinced, and is now one of our hero's warme s t friend s Ted was twenty-one the other day, and a husband-Nellie's. He was also made second vice-president of the reape!' -..-... company, and is now so s ecurely intrenched in business that he feels certain that no one can kick him off the earth -leas t of all, 'Riah who i s iloure r than ever. Tough luck isn't always incurable! Ted s wasn't. THE END. A grand story is coming in next week's number. "DO ING IT QUICK; OR, IKE BROWN'S HUSTLE IN PA.NAM.A, by Captain Hawthorn, U. S. N., will be pub lished complete in No. 8 of The Wide .Awake Weekly. It's a true and rattling narrative of the gritty doings of a lo-.oiv_,...._ brave .American boy down in the country where Uncle Sam is digging the great canal that is to unit.e the two great oceans. We can ass ure you that Captain Hawthorn's is one of the most exciting stories have ever read. SPECI.AL NOTIQE: All back numbers of this weekly are always in print. If you cannot obtain them from any newsdealer send the price in money or postage stamps by mail to FR.ANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you wil l receive the copies J you order by return mail.

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Mo n t-372 Davy Crock ett, Jr.; or, "Be Sure You're Right, Then Go Ahead. 41 0 Rangers; o r General Washington' s Boy Gunrd. ( A By An Old Scout. Story of the Am erican Revolution.) By Gen !. Jame s A. Gor373 The Young Diamond Hunters; or1 Two Runaway Boys In Treasur e d o n. Land. A Stor y of the South African Mines. By Allan Arnol d 411 "Old Put"; or, The Fire Boys of Brandon. B y Ex-Fire Chief War-374 The Phantom Brig; or, The Chase of the F l yi n g Clipper. By d Capt. Thos. H Wllson. 412 Dea'ii"Game; or, Davy Crockett' s Double. By A n Old S cout. 375 Special Bob ; or, The Pride of the Road. By Jae. C. Merritt. 413 Barnum' s Young Sandow; or, The Strongest Boy In the World 376 Three Chums; or, The Bosses of the School. By Ally n Draper. By B erton B ertrew. 377 The Drumme r Boy s Secret; or, Oath -Boun d o n the Battlefield. 414 HaSlhseayck&lefC0o1.-d;. or, The Yoq n g Bankers and Spec ulators. By H .I". By Gen'!. Jas. A. Gordon. 378 Jack Bradford; or, The Struggles of a Working B oy. B y H o w a r d 4 1 5 Alow and Aloft; or, The Dashing Boy Harpoon e r B3 Capt. Austin. '!' hos. H Wilso n 379 'l'he Unknown Renegade; or, The Three Great Sco u t s. By An 4 1 6 The Meteor Express; or, T h e Perilous Run of a Boy Engi neer. B y Old Scout. Jas. C. Merritt. 380 80 Degrees North; or, Two Years On The Arctic Circl e By Ber 4 1 7 Buttons; or, Climbing to the Top. (A Story of a Bootblac k' s ton Bertre w. Luck a n d Pluck. ) By Allyn Draper. 381 Running Rob ; or, Mad Anthony's Rollicki n g Sco ut. A 'l'ale of 418 The Iron Grays ; or, The Boy Ri ders of t h e Rapida n B y Ge n !. The American Revolution. By Gen Jas. A Gordon. J as. A Gordo n For s ale by all n e wsdea l ers, o r will be sent to any address on receipt of price 5 cent s p e r cop y in money o r postage s t amp s by FRANK TOUSEY. Publisher.24 Union Square. !'Jew York. 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These Books Tell You Everytl1ing! .! COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA! Each book consists of sixty-four pages, printed on good paper, .in clear type and neatly bound in an attractive, illustrated cover. Most of the books are also profusely illustrated, and all of the subJe<>ts treated upon are explained in s\1ch a simple manner that any child. can thoroughly understand t'hem. Look over the list as classified and see if you want to know anything about the ment10ned. THESE BOOKS ARE FOR S.ALEJ BY ALL NEWSDEALERS OR WILL BE SENT BY MAIL TO .ANY ADDRESS FROM THIS OFFICE ON RECEIPT OF PRICE, TEN CENTS EACH, OR ANY 1.'HREEJ BOOKS FOR 'l'WENTY-FIVE CENTS. POSTAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONIDY. Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N.Y. MESMERISM. No. 81. HOW TO l\IESMERIZE.-Containing the most ap prov ed methods of mesmerism ; also how to cure all kinds of diseases by a9imal magnetism, or, magnetic healing. By Prof. Leo Hugo Koch, A. C. S., author of How to Hypnotize,'' etc. PALMISTRY. No. 82. HOW TO DO PALMISTRY.-Containing the most ap proved methods of reading the lines the hand, together with a full explanation of their meaning. Also explaining phrenology, and the key for telling character by the bumps on the head. By Leo Hugo Koch, A. C. S. Fully illustrated. HYPNOTISM. No. 83. HOW TO HYPNOTIZE.-Containing valuable and in structive information regarding the science of hypnotism. Also explain ing the most approved methods which are employed by the leading hypnotists of the world. By Leo Hugo Koch, .A.C.S. SPORTING. No. 21. HOW TO .HUNT AND FISB.-The most complete hunting and fishing guide ever published. It contains full in structions about guns, hunting dogs, traps, trapping and fishing, together with descriptions of game 11.nd fish. No. 26. HOW TO ROW, SAIL AND BUILD 4 BOAT.-Fully illustrated. Every boy should know how to row and sail a boat. Full instructions are given in this little book, together with instructions on swimming and riding, companion sports to boating. No. 47. HOW TO BREAK, RIDE AND DRIVE A HORSE. A complete treatise on the horse. Describing the most useful horses for business, the best horses for the road ; also valuable recipes for diseases pecaliar to the horse. No. 48. HOW '1'0 BUILD AND SAIL CANOES.-A handy book for boys, containing full directions for constructing canoes and the most popular manner of sailing them. Fully illustrated. By C. Stansfield Hicks. FORTUNE TELLING. No. 1. NAPOLEON'S ORACULUM AND DRE.AM BOOK.Containing the great oracle of human destiny; also the true meaning of almost any kind of dreams, together wit'h charms, ceremonies, and curious games of cards. A book. No. 23. HOW TO EXPLAIN DREAMS.-Everybody dreams, from the little child to the aged man and woman. This little book gives the explanation to all kinds of dreams1 together with lucky and unlucky Jays, and "Napoleon's Oraculum,' the book of fate. No. 28. HOW TO '!'ELL FORTUNES.-Everyone is desirous of knowing what his future life will bring forth, whether happiness or mi sery, wealt11 or poverty. You can tell by a glance at this little book. Buy one and be co nvinced. Tell your own fortune. Tell the fortune of your friends. No. 76. HOW TO '.rELL FORTUNES BY THE BAND.Contnining rules for telling fortunes by the aid of lines o'f the hand, or the secr e t of p!llmistry. Also the secret of telling future events by aiil of mole s marks, scars, etc. Illustrated. By A. Anderson. ATHLETIC. No. 6. !IOW TO BECO?.iE AN ATHLEJTE.-Giving full instrartion for the use of dumb bells, Indian clubs, parallel bars, hori?ont: : tl b:irs and various other methods of developing a good, healthy <'ontaining over sixty illustrations. Every boy can ber,nn-c strrn3' :rnd healthy by following the instructions contained in l hiJ little book. No. JO. nmv '1'0 BOX.-The art of self-defense made easy. C r mrninill!; over thirty illustrations of guards, blows, and the ditferent positi D n s of a good boxer. Every boy should obtain one of these u s eful i:.m l books, all it will teach y9u how to box without an ins tructor. No. 25 IIOW TO BECOME A GYMNA.ST.-Containing full instrnc tio:i3 for all kind s of gymnastic sports and athletic exercises. Tumhmr ing thirty-five illustrations. By Professor W. Macdonald. A h incly :rn. HOW TO AN IiJNGINEER.-Containing full mstruct1ons how to proceed m ordCc'l' to become a locomotive en also for buildi.ni; 1 m ode l locomotive ; together with a full description of everythmg un engineer should know. No. 57. HOW TO MAKE MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS.-Full directions how to make a BanJo, Violin, Zither, Ailolian Harp Xyl
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....... ----------'il"HE STAGE. No. 41. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK END ME.N'S JOKE BOOK, -Containiug a great variety of the latest jokes used by the most famous eud men. No amateur minstrels is complete .wit'hout this wonderful little book. No. 42. THill BOYS OF NEW YORK STUMP SPillAKER. Containing a varied assortment of .stump speeches, Negro Dutch and Irish. Also end men's jokes. Just the thing for home' amuse ment and amateur shows. No. 45. THE BOYS OF NEJW YORK MINSTREL GUIDE AND JOKffi BOOK.-Something new and very instructive. Every boy should obtain this book, as it contains full instructions for or ganizing an amateur minstrel troupe. No. 65. MULDOON'S JOKES.-This is one of the most original joke books ever published, aud it is brimful of wit and humor. It contains a large collection of songs, jokes, conundrums, etc. of Terrence Muldoon, the great wit, humorist, and practical of the day. Every who can enjoy a good substantial joke should obtain a copy immediately. No. 79. HOW TO AN ACTOR.-Containing complete instructions how to make up for various characters on the stage; together with the duties of the Stage Manager, Prompter l:)cenic Artist and Property Man. By a prominent Stage Manager'. No. 80. GUS WII,LIAMS' JOKE BOOK.-Containing the latest jokes, anecdotes and funny stories of this world-renowned and ever popular German comedian. Sixty-four pages; handsome colored cover containing a half-tone photo of the author. HOUSEKEEPING. No. 16. HOW TO KEEP A. WINDOW GARDEN.-Containing full instructions for constructing a window garden either in town or country, and the most approved methods for raising beautiful flowers at home, The most complete book of the kind ever pub lished. No. 30. HOW 'l'O COOK.-One of the most instructive books on cooking ever published. It contains recipes for cooking meats, fish, game, and oysters; also pies, puddings, cakes and all kiuds of pastry, and a grand collection of recipes by one of our most popular cooks. No. 37. HOW TO KEEP HOUSE.-It contains information for everybody, boys, girls, men and women; it will teacq you how to make almost anything around the house, such as parlor ornaments, brackets, cements, Aeolian harps, and bird lime for catching birds. ELECTRICAL. No. 46. HOW TO MA.KE AND USE ELECTRICITY.-A de scription of the wonderful uses of electricity and electro magnetism together with full instructions for making Electric Toys, Batteries: etc. By George Trebel, A.. M., M. D. Containing over fifty il lustrations. No. 64. HOW TO MAKE ELECTRICAL MAOHINES.-Conta!ning full directions for making ele\Ztrica l machines, induction c01ls, dynamos. and many novel toys to be worked by electricity. By R. A. R. Bennett. Fully illustrated. No. 67. HOW TO DO ELECTRICAL TRICKS.-Containing a large collection of instructive nnd highly amusing electrical tricks together with illustrations. By A. Anderson. No. 31. HOW TO BECOME A SPEAKER.-Containing foul'" teen illustrations, giving the different positions requisite to become a good speaker, reader and elocutionist. Also containing gems from a!l the popular ?nthors of prosi; and poetry, arranged in the mo1t simple and conc1s3 manner possible. No. 49. _HOW TO DElBA'.l'E.-Giving rules for conducting de bates, outlmes for debater, questions for discussion and the be' sources for procuring info:mation on the questions g'iven. SOCIETY. No. 3. HOW TO FLIR'l'.-The arts and wiles of fiirtatiCln are fully explaii1ed by this little book. Besides the various methods of har.dkerchief, fan, glove, p:!lrasol, window and hat flirtation, it con tains a full list of the language and sentiment of flowers, which ii in.teresting to everybody, both old and young. You cannot be happy without one. No. 4. HOW 'l'O DANCE is the title of a new and handsome little book just issued by 'l'ousey. It contains fnll instruc tions in the art of dancing, etiquette in the ball-room and at parties, how to dress, and full directions for calling off in all square dances. No. 5. HOW TO MAKE LOVE.-A eomplete guide to love, courtEhip nnd marriage, giving sensible advice, rules and etiquette to be observed, with many curious and interesting things not gen erally known. No. 1 i. HOW '.l'O DRESS.-Containing full instruction in the art of cfressing and appearing well at home and abroad, giving the selections of colors, material, and how to have them made up. No. 18. HOW 'l'O BECOME BEAUTIFUL.-One of tlie brightest and most valuable little books ever given to the world. Everybody wishes to know how to become beautiful, both male and female The secret is simple, and almost costless. Read this book and be convinced how to become beautiful. BIRDS AND ANIMALS. No. 7. HOW TO KEEP BIRDS.-Handsomely illustrated and containing full instructions for the management and training of the canary, mockingbird, bobolink, blackbird, paroeruet, 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 l\IAKE AND SET TRAPS.-Including hints on bow to catch moles, weasels, otter, rats, squirrels and birds. Also how to cure skins. Copiously illustrated. By J. Harrington Keene. No. 50. HOW TO STUFF BIRDS AND ANIMALS.-A valuable book, giving instructions in collecting, preparing, mounting and preserving birds, animals and Jnsects. No. 54. HOW TO KEEP AND MANAGE PETS.-Giving com plete information as to the manner and method of raising, keeping, taming, breeding, and managing all kinds of pets; also giving full instructions for making cages, etc. Fully explained by twenty-eight illustrations, making it the most complete book of the kind ever published. MI SC ELLAN EOUS. No. 8. HOW TO BECOME A SCIENTIST.-A useful and in structive book, giving a complete treatise on chemistry; also ex periments in acoustics, mechanics, mathematics, chemistry, and di E NTE RT A IN ME NT, rections for making fireworks, colored fires, and gas balloons. Thi1 No. 9. HOW TO BECOME A VENTRILOQUIST.-By Harrv book cannot be equaled Kennedy. given away. Every intelligent boy reading No. 14. HOW TO MAKE CANDY.-A complete hand-book for this book of instructions, by a practical professor (delighting multi-maldng.all kinds of cand);, ice-cream, etc. tudes every .night with his wonderful imitations), can master the No. 84. -HOW TO B.ttCOME AN' AUT110R.-Containing fu!I art, and create any amount of fun for himself and friends. It is the information regarding choice of subjects, the use of words and the greatest book rver published. and there's millions (of fun') in it. manner of preparing and submitting manuscript. Also containing No. 20. HOW TO-EJNTEUTAIN AN EVENING PARTY.-A valuable information as to the neatness, legibility and general com very valuable little book just published. A complete compendium position of manuscript, essential to a successful author. By Prince of games, sports, ca rd diversions, comic recitations, etc., suitable .Hiland. for parlor or drawing-room entertainment. It contains more for the No. 38. HOW TO BECOME YOUR OWN DOCTOR-A won. money than any book published. derful book. containing useful and practical information in the No. 35. HOW TO PLAY GAl\fES.-A complete and useful little treatment of ordinary diseases and ailments common to every boo!>, containing the rules and of billiards, bagatelle, family. Abounding in useful and effective recipes for general com bli<.'kgammon. croquet. dominoes, etc. plaints. No. 36. HOW TO SOLVE CONUNDRUMS.-Containing all No. 55. HOW TO COI,LECT STAMPS .AND COINS.-Con the leading conundrums of the day, amusing riddles, curious catches taining valuable information regarding the collecting and arranging and witty sayings. of stamps and coins Handsomely illustrated. No. 52. HOW TO PI,A.Y '1-\RDS.-A complete and handy little No. 58. HOW TO BE A DETECTIVE.-By Old King Brady, book, i:iving the rules and f-... ''rectio.s for playing Euchre, Cribthe world-known detective. In which he lays down some valuable bage,. Casino, :a,.. __ ce, Pedro Sancho, Draw Poker, and sensible rules for beginners, and also r e lates some adventures Auction Pitch. All Fours, and many other popular games of cards. and experiences of well-known detectives. No. 66. HOW TO DO PUZZf,ES.-Containing o>er three hnnNo. 60. HOW TO BECOME A PHOTOGRAPHER.-Contain dred interesting puzzles and conundrums, with key to same. A ing useful information regarding the Camera and how to work it; complete book. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. also how to make Photographic Magic Lantern Slides and other ETIQUETTE. No. 13. HOW TO DO IT; OR, BOOK OF ETIQUETTE.-It is a great life secret, and one that every young man desires to know t.11 about. There's happiness in it. No. 38. HOW 'l'O REHA VE.-Containing the rules and etiquet:e good society and the easiest and most approved methods of apring to i:ood advantage at parties, balls, the theatre, church, and the drawing-room. DECLAMATION. e. 27. HOW TO RECITE AND BOOK OF RECITATIONS. ntaining the most popular sele,,tions in us1>, comprising Dutch Frenl'h dialect, Yankee and Irish dialect pieces, together 'OIUl1 standard readings. Transparencies. Handsomely illustrated. By Captain W. De W. Abney. No. 62. HOW TO BECOME A WEST POINT MILITARY CADET.-Containing full explanations how to gain admittance, course of Study, Flxaminations, Duties, Staff of Officers, Post Guard, Police Reg\1lations, Fire Department, and all a boy should know to be a Cadet. Ccmpiled and written by Lu Senarens, author of "How to Become a Naval Cadet." No. 63. HOW TO BECOME A NAVAL CADET.-Complcte in-structions of how to gain admission to the Annapo)is Academy. Also containing the course of instruction. description of grounds and buildings, historical sketch. and everything a boy should know to become an officer in the United States Navy. Com piled and writtm by Lu Senarens, author of "How to Become a West Point Military Cadet. n PRICE 10 Address FRANK CENTS TOUSEY. EACH. OR 3 FOR 26 CENTS. Publisher, 24 Union Square9 New York.

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--Fame and For.tune. Weekly STORIES OF BOYS WHO MAKE MONEY By A SELF-MADE MAN 32 Pages of Reading Matter Handsome Colored Covers A NEW ONE ISSUED EVERY FRIDAY PRICE 5 VENTS A COPY This Weekly contains interesting stories of smart boys, who win fame and fortune by their ability to take advantage of passing opportu::iiti a s. Some of these stories are founded on true incidents in the lives of our most successful 'self-made men, and she w how a boy of pluck, perseverance and brains can become famous and wealthy. ..Every one of this series contains a good moral tone which makes "Fame and Fortune Weekly" a magaz'ine for the home, although each number is, replete wi t h exciting adventures. The stories are the very best obtainable, the illustrations are by expert artists. and every effort is constantly being made to make it the best weekly on the news stands. Tell your friends about it. ALREADY PUBLISHED. 1 A Lucky Deal; or, The Cutest Boy in Wall Street. 2 Born to Good Luck; or, The Boy Who Succeeded. 3 A Corn e r in Corn; or, How a Chicago Boy Did the Trick 4 A Game of Chance; or, The Boy Wlio Won Out. 5 Hard to Beat; or, The Cleverest Boy in Wall Street. 6 Building a Railroad; or, The Young Contractors of Lakeview. 7 Winning His Way; or, The Youngest Editor in Green River. 8 The Wheel of Fortune; or, The Record of a Self-Made Boy. 9 Nip and Tuck; or, The Young Brokers of W all Street. 10 A Copper Harvest; or, The Boys WhoWorked a Deserted Mine. 11 A Lucky Penny; or, The Fortunes of a Boston Boy. 12 A Di amond in the Rough; or, A Brave Boys Start In Life. 13 Baiting the B ears; or, The Nerviest Boy in Wall Street. 14 A Gold Brick; or, The Boy Who Could Not be Downed. 15 A Streak of Luck; or, The Boy Who Feathered His N est 16 A Good Thing; or, The Boy Who Made a Fortune. 17 King of the Market; or, The Youngest Trader in Wall Street. 18 Pure Grit; or, One B o y in a Thousand. 19 A Rise in Life; or, The Career of a Factory Boy. 20 A Barrel of Money; or, A Bright Boy in Wall Street. 21 All to the Good; or, From Call Boy to Manager. 22 How He Got There; or, The Pluckiest Boy of Them All. 23 Bound to Win; or, The Boy Who Got Rich. 24 Pushing It Through; or, The Fate of a Lucky Boy. 25 A Born Speculator; or, the Young Sphinx of Wall Street. 26 The Way to Success; or, The Boy Who Got There. 27 Struck Oil; or, The Boy Who Made a Million. 28 A Golden Risk; o ; The Young Miners of Della Cruz. 29 A Sure Winner; or, The. Boy Who Went Out With a Circus. 30 Golden Fleece; or, The Boy Brokers .of Wall Street. 31 A Mad Cap Scheme; or, The Boy Treasure Hunters of Cocos Island. 32 Adrift on the World; or, Working His Way to Fortune. 33 Playing to Win; or, The Foxiest Boy in Wall Street. 34 Tatters; or, A Boy from the Slums. 35 A Young Monte Cristo; or, The Richest Boy in the Wo rld. 3 6 Won by Pluck; or, The Boys Who Ran a Railroad . For sale by all newsdealers, or will be !lent to any address on receipt of price, 5 cents per cop;r, in money or postage stamps, by !'&A'NK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, ::New Yorlr IF YOU WANT ANY BACK .NUMBERS of our Libraries and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can be obtail;led from this office direct. Cut ou t and 1 ... in the following Order Blank and send it to us with the price of the books you want and we will send them to you by turn mail. POS'rAGE STAMPS TAKEN THE SAME AS MONEY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . FUANK TOUSEY Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York ......... 190 DEAR Sm-Enclosed find ...... cents for which please send me: .... coriies of WORK AND WIN, Nos ...................... ..................... ' '' THE WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY, Nos ................................ '' '' WILD WEST WEEKLY, Nos ................................................... " THE r,IBERTY BOYS OF Nos ................................. ... f " PLUCK AND LUCK, Nos ......................................... " SECRET SERVICE, NOS ............................................................. " FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, Nos ...... '. ...................................... - . " Ten-Cent Hand Books, N.ps .......................... . .. 1' ame .......................... Street and No . , ....... Town ...... State .....

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WIDE AWAKE WEEKL A COMPLETE S'I'ORY EVERY 'WEEK Price 5 Cents BY THE BEST AUTHORS Price 5 Cents ..,-HANDSOME ILLUSTRATED COVERS ..... ..,J2=PAGES OF READING MATTER -.... ISSUED EVERY FRIDAY 4'W11 Interesting Stories of Adventure in All Parts of the World This handsome weekly contains intensely intere sting stories of adventure on a great variety of subjects. Each number is replete with rousing sit uation s and liv e ly incidents. The heroes are bright, manly fellows, who overcome all obstacles by s heer force of brains and grit and win well merited success. We have secured a staff of new authors, who write these stories in a manner which will be a source of pleasure and profit to the reader Each number has a handsome col ored illu stration IDMde by the most expert artists. Large sums of money are being spent to make this one of the best weeklies ever published Here is a List of Some of the Titles .... No. 1 Smashing the Auto Record; or, Bart Wilson at the Speed Lever. BY EDWARD N. Fox Issu,ed Apr. 2-0th " " " 2 Off the Ticker; or, Fate at a Moment's Notice. BY 'l'oM DA wsoN 3 From Cadet to Captain; or, Dick Danforth's West Point Nerve. BY LIEUT. J. J. BARRY 4 The Get-There Boys; or, Making Things Hum in Honduras BY FRED WARBURTON 5 Wri.tten in Cipher; or, The Skein Jack Rarry Unravelled. BY PROF. OLIVER OWENS 6 The No-Good Boys; or Downing a Tough Name. BY A. HowARD DE WITT 7 Kicked off the Earth; or, Ted Trim' Ha:rd Luck Cure. BY RoB RoY 8 Doing It Quick; or, Ike Brown's Hustle at Panama. BY CAPTAIN HAWTHORN, U S N " " " " 27th May 4th " June 11th l'Sth 25th l at 8th For sa.Ie by all newsdealers, or will be sent to any address o n receipt of price, 5 cents p e r copy, in money or postage stamp s, b y !'BANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York. IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our libraries, and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can be obtained from this office direct. Cut out a n d fill in the following Order B lank and send it to us with the price of the books you want and we will send them to you by re-turn mail. P OS'l'AGE S'l'AMPS 'l'Ali:EN 'l'HE SAME AS MON E Y .. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . FHANK TOUSEY, Publishe r, 2-! Union Square, New York. ........ , .......... .. .. 19 0 DEAR Srn Enclosed find ...... cents for whic h please sen d me : ... copies of FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, Nos ................. ...... ... .......... '' '' WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY, Nos ................................................... ..... '' '' WORK AND WIN, Nos .... ....... ........... ...... . ................... . ............. " FRANK MANLEY'S WEEKLY, Nos . ... ............. ..... ................. .. " WILD WEST WEEKLY, Nos . ...................... ......... .... :; ..... ...... " PLUCK AND LUCK, Nos ........ ................. .................... " SECRET SERVI CE, NOS ... ................ .................... ... ........... H THE L IBERT Y BOYS OF '76, Nos ..... ..... ... ........ .................... ...... " THE Y OUNG ATHLETE'S WEEKLY, Nos ................................... .......... ... " T e n -Cent H and Boo-;k;s, N.os . . . .... ............. . ... .... . . . .. . .... ............... .. Name ... .... .... ............ Street and . . . ............ Town .......... State ..... a


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