In fool's paradise, or, The boy who had things easy


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"Let lljm take anything he wants!" screamed shuddering Den. "He can take me first!" grated :Sen, shoving up the masked man's arm. Bang! The pistol was but the starter's shot for one of the toughest figllts that ever a boy put up!

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WIDE A WAKE WEEil Y A CO}l'PLETE ST02lY EVERY WEEK . Iuue
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2 FOOL'S PARADISE. .. -------------------------------------Out came that kn ife, the blade being looki ng villainously sharp I white as the clean shirt that he uncovered. The youth slluddered "Now, the breeches!" commanded the tramp, who had "Ever see how quick a kni fe sticks in through a skin?" I thrown his own ragged coat and vest on the ground. q u e r ied the tramp l ooking meaningly into the youth's 1 "And I'll trouble ye for yer galluses, too!" face. Thoroughly subdued, the youth drew off his trousers But that you th, witho u t audible reply, had turned to "Might as well give me that nice clean shirt," com-bo! t. m ented the tramp. "And, of course, shoes and hat." "Wait!" roared the tramp. "Or you'll know!" Falteringly, the youth obeyed, standing exposed in his "What do you want? What do you mean?" gasped the underwear. youth, pausing irresolutely in his tracks "My! What nice underwear that is!" mocked the "You heard me say I needed a n e w suit of clothes?" tramp. "Silk, ain't it?" J emanded the tramp, ha r shly. "Ye-es." "Y-yyes, of course I'm dreadfully sorry that I can't "Peel the silk, too." L elp you o ut." "Oh, I say! "You can!" "If ye do, ye'll get hurt--so don't Peel ever y stitch "Eh, my good fellow?" ye've got on. Don't be bashful. My duds'll cover ye "You' re just about my build," pursued the tramp. until .ye get to the hotel. Won't it be a treat for yer "That's so," cried the yout)1, brightening. "Come tlown I friends to see -y_e rigged up in my kinder style?" t o the l1otel and ask for me I'll see that you Jiaye a At that kind of a picture, the youth began to cry couple of my suits. A good idea-great!" Yes, he cried. Great tears rolled down his peachy "It would be if I'd been horn yesterday," retor ted the cheeks, and sobs choked his voice. tramp, with sarcasm "Too bad, I know," mimicked the tramp. "But it has "Dear me! What do you mean?" to be done. And step over there by that sumac bush "I come down to the hotel-and what happens to me?" I'm going to move.to where your clothes are." demanded the knight of the road "I don't think Not As the you th, now 1 n underwear and s hoes, shifted his any! You'll have to do better than that. See h ere, boss, and the tramp took up his post by the brand new that suit you've got on ju st takes my eye. In fact, that clothes, the latter dropped his ugly-looking knife on the was what I was thinking when ye first came along ground So--" "I can pick that blade up again, if I want it, ye know," "Eh?" he observed with a cheerful grin "Peel!" "Oh, b b-but you won't need it," the youth made haste "My good fellow!" to assure h im. "B-b-but see here, can't we compromise?" "Strip!" "Ca n't we-what?" "Pre-preposterous ';Can't you let me out of shedding my underclothes?" "Nothing of the sort. Shed yer bark!'' a s ked the youth, a nxiously "Really, I don't want to put "But, my-my good fello1r--"' tremLlel1 the dazed your clothes on next to my skin." youth. "Oh, ye'll soon get used to the feel," laughed the tramp, "See here, we've fool ed long eno ugh, boss," interrupted 'rho had se'ated himself and was taking off his own s110es t he tramp in a tone that was both am1 warnand soil ed socks. ingly savage "I want them clothes, that hat and them "But--" shoes. So get 'em off-and do it quick !-without no hol "If ye mak e another single kick," roared t11e ttamp, ler If ye don't, ye'll know all about that knife play trick "th e knife goes inte r yer Hustle off them socks and I was telling ye about!" pretty shoes and toss 'am over-on the jump, ye under "But, bless me.., if I take off my clot hes, w1rnt s hall I stand!" wear back to the hotel, if you please?" gasped the aston Still crying, the youth seated himself on the ground ished one and began to unlace a shoe. "Wear mine, if ye like," proposed the tramp, agreeably. "This thing has gone far uttered Ben Free"I'm going to leave 'em behind-" man, looking around him for a couple of stones, each half "But--" the size of his fist. "The dude is a booby, but he has a "Now, see here, boss," blazed Mr. Tramp. "Ye've got right at least to be on earth!" too much chin Let me hear another y ip out of ye and Having made up hi s mind, B e n rose and stepped q u iekly I'll jab this knife in yer skin-s'help me!" thr. ough the bushes, running nimbly down the s l ope The r e seemed to be no manner of use in arguing with Mr Trafnp stared in amazement. The dudish youth such a m'an glanced quick l y up with a burst of hope in his eyes. With a gasp the youth drew off his coat, fol ded I _"This t?ing gone far enough," declared Ben, in his it, a n d la1d ll on the ground bnsk, busmess-hke tone.

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IN FOOL'S PARADISE. 3 "Eh? What are ye butting in for?" roared the tramp, again caught sight of that handsome gold watch and chain leaping erect on his bare feet. that he had counted upon as being his. "It seemed just the right time to butt in," Ben de"Good!" smiled Ben, when he saw the timid youth clared coolly, and without a trace of anger in his tdne. agai1;1. stand :forth, completely arrayed. "Now, we might He had halted about half-way between youth and tramp. as well walk away from here and leave our friend to get "It's none of yer affair," muttered the tramp, eyes back into the clothes he's used to." talking fight. "I need them clothes-and I'm going to "But I'm going to help him out a bit, anyway, poor have 'em! D'ye happen to notice the knife at my feet?" wretch!" uttered the timid one. "Yes," Ben adJllitted, "and you're not going to reach Drawing a dainty purse from one of his pockets, the for it, either!" youth drew a :five-dollar bill from a goodly roll and "Why not?" blustered the tramp. dropped it to the ground. "Because if you do," asserted Freeman, posing a stone Then, without a word, he turned to waiting Ben, and in his right hand with the pose of a pitcher, "I'm going to walked away with him. let this young rock drive straight for your head. I'll land And Ben's heart, by that simpl act, had been warmed Tight, too, for I've always called a pretty fair into something like respect for the timid ,youth. pitcher. "He may be a when it comes to a scrap," thought The tramp looked as if he were wondering whether this Ben, slangily, "but what he just did shows that he has a slight but resolute-looking youngster of seventeen would heart somewhere near the right place." make good at a Finch. I "Thanks for the fiver!" shouted the tramp tardily after "Step away from those clothes-and leave your knife them . there!" ordered our hero, in a business-like tone But the youth who had bestowed it never answered. He "That'll be about all," sneered the tramp. "I call ye! walked trembingly along with our hero. 'I'wenty-three-unless ye want to see if I've got the "My name's Ben Freeman," our hero announced, after goods." they had gone a quart e r of a mile down the mountain "I'll give you just about five seconds to ge.t away from slope from the scene of the late encounter. clothes and knife!" announced Ben, undauntedly. "If "Good name," observed the other, approvingly . "Do you don't do it, and get good and away at that, I'll lay you suppose we're safe from that rough fellow now?" your head open with two well-pitched young rocks. I "We've been safe all the time," Ben smiled. "And, see, shan't warn you again. I'm counting now-five,. rememI've taken the trouble to bring his knife along. That's ber One, two, three, f_,, just the same thing a s drawing the fellow's teeth." But the tramp had looked into those resolute young "Then suppose we sit down," proposed the youth. eyes and had quailed. "Really, I want to get my nerves steadied before I go He saw unfailincr trouble written not only in Ben's face down to the hotel, and there it is just below"-pointing but expressed by the boy' s whole attitude. less than a quarter of a mile down the slope at a big and "I give in," growled the tramp, in a surly voice. "Ye're handsome hotel. two to one and the odds are too heavy!" "That splendid place?" demanded Ben. "Y ,, d "tt ct d 1 "th ,, "Yes; that's the Somerset. A very fine place, too." Th es, bb'en a mtih eh 'd rdi h'eytare. b t 1 d"d t "I know," nodded Ben. "I worked in a place like that e so mg you a ne is ears, u ie l no 11 ,, a summer. yet venture to speak. He could not be wholly sure, as yet, that Ben Freeman was not a higher type of 110ld-up man. "My friend," advised Ben, turning to the timorous youth, "come over here and get your clothes on. Don't b e afraid. See, I've got that knife that you didn't like the looks of." And Ben stepped forward, bent over, and picked up the knife. Yet the whole thing was done so quickly that the tramp did not have time to make a spring at the new actor on the scene. "Just get your things on," said Ben, coolly. "After you've replaced your wardrobe we can saunter away and leavethis gentleman of the road to resume his own cloth-l i.ng in peace." I The youth dressed quickly, in nervous haste. Mr. Tramp looked on glumly, especially when his eyes J "Indeed?" "Yes; I waited in ahotel over in the White Mountains.'1 "Ah! A servant?" asked the youth, shifting a bit away fro:gi. Ben on the rock on which they were sitting. "A servant," repeated Ben, a trifle crossly. "Forget that. No, sirree__.:.not a servant. I worked as a waiter along with college boys who were paying their way through Yale and Harvard. Lots of likely young fellows do that. The tips are pretty good, you know. And the job has given me a good start for the full. I've left my mother fairly well fixed for a while, and now I'm on the search after something good in bu siness. "Dear me, I hope you'll find it." "What's your name?" asked Ben, directly. "Denby Brooks." to anyone?" "Eh, my good fellow?" "Drop that 'good fellow' part of it I" ordered '.Ben, /

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4 IN FOOL'S PARADISE. briskly. "Don't try to lord it over me. I punched the "No, indeed." faces of three fellows who tried to do that this summer "On your honor?" persisted our hero, gravely. What I asked you was, have you got any folks?" "On my honor, then, if you put it that way." "My parents are dead, but I have a guardian." "Tften I'll say the whole thing," Ben declared, prompt"! hope he's a good one!" said Ben, grimly. "Tell me ly, and with a force that made Den Brooks glance at his something about yourself, Brooks." new companion with undisguised admiration. "Brooks, Denby Brooks stared for a moment at this familiar I've been noting things about you for the past little while. form of address. You've got some good qualities. Oh, don't deny it," went Then he went on, rather humbly: on Freeman, smilingly, as the other gave a half-indignant "I'm rather alone in the world, Freeman. I have no start. "But you lack one great thing." near relatives, and my guardian is abroad most of the "What is it, Freeman?" time." "Manhood! Grit, get-up, snap, vim!" "He seems to send you your cash regularly," smiled I "Dear me! That's five, isn't it." not envy the fine clothes and "No; all one," our hero rejoined. "All come under evident of. prosperity m the booby. I the head of manhood. That's just what you lack. And "Oh, he doesn't have to send me anything," Denby ex, it's too bad, too, for t really believe you could brace up and plained, hastily. "He turned over my mo_ ney to me. I've 1 1be a man." got it all!" "Do you?" asked Den soberly and reddening under "And you're not of age yet?" I this altogether too-friendly ''I ill b b t th w em a ou s1x mon s. "Yes I do" Ben pursued earnestly. "Are you inter"Y d' t b b d' B b d I ' our guar ian mus e a it ippy, en o serve I ested in the idea?" "Eh? Why do you say that, my good-friend?" I "Yes I am.,, Den Brooks admitted serioilsly. "But "That's better," Ben noted. "I suppose I have seemed i how sh;ll I go' about it?" like a friend this afternoon-and truly you seem to need I "You need instructor." a friend But I said your guardian was foo_Hsh to .turn I "I've had all sorts of tutors." your money all over to you. You can make him pay it all "Yes but I mean a real teacher. One who can show over again when you're twenty-one-:-that is, if you could iyou just how to be a man. And see here I'm out on the be crooked enough. Doesn't your guardian know that he lhunt for a job. Suppose you me as teacher in grit could be made to pay you your money again?" and manhood?" "I think he knows it very well," answered Den, laughB 1 t d h' lf h thi th h k' f th fi t t' en a mos gaspe imse as e put s ra er c ee J mg or e rs ime. . "Th h h ? and darmg proposition. en e as a lot of confidence m your honesty.' Ben B t D B k th b b 'th t k t k inquired. u en roo s, e oo y wi a generous s rea oo him ser10usly. "Perhaps. But you see, Freeman, my fortune amounts to only about a half a million--" "What would your terms be, Freeman?" "Only a half a million?" ejaculated Ben half-aloud.1 "Why," rattled on Ben, making it up as he went along, "Lord, wh.at hard luck!" and almost holding his breath at Ji.is own impudence and "And you see," Den explained, candidly enough now, 1 of all, all -r: y expenses for. living and for ''my guardian, Mr. Arthur Grant, is worth several miltravelmg with you when you go traveling. Then, for lions_:_most of which I'll probably one of these salary, twenty dollars a week. Finally, you're to pay the. days." I bills for k;eping me just as as you are your "You will?" demanded Ben, eyeing his companion with ; self, for I ve got to be your fnen.d, not your servant. If interest. "Say, you ain't worrying any about a job, are you want to make these terms with me, Brooks, you can you?" I have a try at it, and I'm to take a month's notice to quit "No. And so you see, Freeman, if I didn't act square :when you get through with me." when I reached twenty-one; I'd lose a good deal more than I Ben came to a full stop, now, and all out of breath. I could gain through being crooked with such a splendid He expected a prompt and sarcastic answer. old chap as Mr. Grant." I But Brooks remained silent for some moments, reflect" Say," uttered Ben, 17ith lively enthusiasm, "what a I mg that he owed Ben a debt of gratitude and this would fine, bang-up time you could have in life, if--" be a good way to pay i t. He paused, growing slightly red in the face. j "Do you think you could succeed?" asked Den, at last, "If what-. ?" demanded Brooks. in a low voice. "I don't believe I'd better say it," Ben returned, sob" erly. : "Now, you've got my curiosity aroused," cried Brooks, eagerly. "Tell me what you were going to say, please." . 1 And you won't get mad if 1 do, ?" "I:d hope to "Can you m a ke me as-as-well, as cheeky, dashing, hustling and brave as you are?'' "I'll do my best," Ben p,tomised, earnestly "Then, Freeman, since you'll take a month's notiee, the

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IN FOOL'S PARADISE. risk on my part isn't very great. I'll go you. Consider : "Why do you say that?" yourself engaged." \ "Well, why do you suppose he comes to you for capital. "Eh?" gasped Ben, jumping to his feet and holding out If this German has such a wonderfully good thing, why his hand. "Shake! Now, you'll soon begin to find life J doesn't he go. to some big banker for the capital? Why interesting!" 1 does he come to you for the money-you, who know noth A promise that was more certain be fulfilled than ing about finance?" either had any of at that moment! "Why Herr Knapp has congratulated nie on my great knowledge of business!" cried Dan. CHAPTER II. "Of course he has," jeered Ben. "That's because he BEN A':AY. THE 'SKEE'.rERS. wants to play you for an easy mark and get a lot of money Now, I guss you re begmnmg to know almost as much out of you. How much does he expect you to put up?" about me as I do about myself," announced Den Brooks. I "Er-about fifty thousand dollars." That young man had entered upon the new arrange-1 "And you've got the cash handy?" men: very completely. "I can get it from my bankers." First .of all, he take:1 Ben down to the Somerset "How much have you Iet Knapp have so fa.r?"' Hotel had registered him there. . J "Only about a thousand." Ben, m fact, had the next to his fnend on ; Ben groaned. the first floor up. A connectmg bath-room JOmed the two 'rhere came a tap at the door and a bell-boy handed in rooms. a card. And, though Brooks was something like three years "Th' H K ,, d D 1 is is err napp, now, cne en. older than our hero, and by no mea ns badly built, yet it j "L t h" b 11 ,, b d B i:.' . . fi d e im come up, y a means, egge en L' ree-was found that one of his choice suits splendidly tte "S h ,, h t .11 1 t h dl B / man. ee ere, e wen on, wi you e me an e eBn. tt d th t .t d" 't t this matter for you a little while? Xeep kinder quiet and e n was a ire m a sm now pen mg a visi o I . D t .1 th go by my advwe? I won't queer anything unless I see en s ai or on e morrow. th t th' f ll K k wn a is e ow napp is a croo or a crazy man. 1 They were seated in Den's cosey room. you trust my judgment?" It was the room of a lover of athletics-a lover of Yale at that. "Ye-es, I suppose so," assented Den, doubtfully. "You'll let me manage a bit?" Golf-traps and Yale banners, baseball masks and bats, . . "Yes, if you want to." r1dmg boots and sportmg magazmes were littered there. . , "I feel a good deal of a Yale man '' Den announced i I do, Den, if it s necessary. And you wont throw me ' d .f I t k h ld :m simpl "I always wanted to go to Yale. I've tried own i a e 0 twice yin fact but failed in the exams both times. Still I "Of course I won't," protested Den, earnestly. "SE\e I feel that a thorouO'h Yale man in spirit." here, Ben, I've grown to take a good deal of stock in you Ben had to turn to hide his smile at this simple state1 tlie last few hours." ment I There was no chance to say more, for there came an-. I I "Now, we've had a long talk," said Ben. "Do you other and heavier knock at the door, and Herr Knapp want to know what I think?" 1 ent ered. "Well? What?" [ He was a slimly -built man of forty, tall but round"I think you've got too much money." "It never struck me that way," smiled Den, weakly. "Well, it strikes me that way, for I've been doing a shouldered, and with dark hair that grew long down over his neck and forehead. Herr Knapp's long, black coat 'Was glossy at the seams and badly brushed. whole lot of thinking while you've been telling me about yourself. You've got so much money that the flies are "Slouch," in fact, was a word that went far in describlighting around you. 'rhey're sucking greedily at all the ing the Germ;m's personal appearance. suga.r in sight. They're going to ,get all your cash away But he had deeply-sunk, dark eyes that had a strange fiom you by the time you're twenty-one." 1 fl.ash in them. "I don't see how you can say that!" "Is it the light of great purpose, or the gleam of in"W ell, there's that German--" san_ity ?" our hero wondered. "Herr Knapp?" Den introduced the two, and Herr Knapp looked dis"Yes; the fellow who has invented the wonderful new appointed. explosive that some government is going to lmy the secret "I had hoped to find you alone, my young friend," said of for millions." Herr Knapp, in a tone of disappointment. He sent a "You don't doubt that Herr Knapp's invention is a meaning look in Ben's direction. great one, do you?" asked Del), opening his eyes. "W P!ve just been talking about your invention, Herr "I don't know anything about his explosive. But I'll Knapp," Ben, broke illj cheerfully . bet you don't get anything out of it/' Ben declared: l "Ah, yes, yes," agreed. the German. "Mr. Brooks; may

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. I 6 IN FOOL'S PARADISE. I ask you to name a later hour at which you will be at! and we want to see what guarantee you are able to give as liberty?" I to the proper handling of the money." "Why, we've got about as much time to spare just now, "But all that is not necessary,v exclaimed the German, before dinner, as we're likely to have any time this evenwho had followed our hero's words with a steadily darkening," Ben supplied, cheerfully ing face. I ''. Ach !" exploded th.e German, impatiently, turning and : ."It is necessary," Ben contradicted, though his face trymg to stab Ben with a look. "May I venture to obstill wore that pleasant smile. "Make paper as exact serve, Mr. Freeman, that my visit concerns only Mr. as you can, Herr Knapp, for we shall censider it carefully Brooks?" If that paper does not make a good impression Mr. Brooks "It's a mistake, but a natural one," retorted Ben, indulwill not invest. So spend a lot of careful thought on your gently. "The truth is, Herr Knapp, that Mr. Brooks has paper, Herr Knapp!" asked me to interest myself in the matter." "But this is ovtrageous !" cried the German, rising in "Ah!" exclaimed Herr Knapp, his eyes lighting up, as wrath "And it throws doubt on my word." he looked more amiable at our hero. "You also have I "Please don't look at it that way," Ben threw back, as money, and you wish to invest?" he, too, rose. "We want to believe in your honesty and "No." your clear-headedness of purpose, Herr Knapp. We shall "I do not understand. What, then?" naturally believe much more in your honesty of purpose "Why, Herr Knapp, Mr. Brook s has, to a considerable when we find you willing to meet us half-way with a paper extent, placed. the matter of his investing in my hands. that sets forth your big scheme clearly." He is going to be guided a good deal by my advice." "I do not know that I shall be able to let you in on my "I cannot believe that!" cried the German, quickly. great invention, Herr Brooks," scowled the German, turn" Sorry," Ben returned, coolly. "Mr. Brooks, however, ing his cunning eyes toward Brooks. backs up my statement Don't you, Den?" Den gasped slightly, but Ben broke in, cheerily: "Yes," replied Den, promptly. "Don't be afraid of us, Herr Knapp. Turn in your Herr Knapp drew himself up stiffly whole plan to us, and be sure that all will go well, if you "I never deal, except mit principals," he returned, have what you think you have." 1 grandly. "And these are your words, Herr Brooks?" demanded "You'll have to deal with me somewhat in this matter," the German, again fixing a piercing gaze on the rich Ben went on, confidently. "Mr. Brooks has told you that. youngster. Ii you don't like to deal with me, why, of course, there's "Ye-es," Den assented. such a thing as our compelling you to." "Ach I Well, we shall see," said the German, swiftly Herr Knapp, as he regarded the Freeman boy keenly, "Good night!" seemed to be choking over something that had gotten in He was gone like a fl.ash. his throat. But out in the hallway beyond he turried, for an instant, "What do you want? What do you ask?" he demanded. flashing a scowling look at the door which he had just "Sit down, won't you, Herr Knapp?" closet!.. The German glowered a bit, but he su lkily accepted the "Freeman, your name is, eh, my baby? Perhaps you chair that was pointed out to him. think I am a fraud? That I do not know anything about "Now, then," Ben went on, pleasantly, "Mr. Brook s has high explosives? But, bah! if you get between me and been telling me about this busines s It has struck ine as my sugar-barrel, young booby of a Freeman, you shall find strange that there are not papers in the ease." that I can place a bomb .under you that will carry you two "Papers?" ,,asked the German. feet into the air! Ach "Exactly,' Ben nodded, cri s ply. "You claim to have As Herr Knapp went down the corridor he was sawing an invention. You want Mr. Brook s to put up fifty air with his arms, his eyes gleaming desperately. thou sand dollars. Now, what we want you to do is to "Was that just right?" asked Den, in a low voice, when draw up a set of papers setting forth your whole scheme. the German had gone. Address this paper to Mr. setting forth just what "Why not?" clicked Ben. "He doesn't expect you to you hope to do with the explosive that ybu have invented. put fifty thousand dollars into anything that he can't put Show just where you hope to s ell it, give some idea of up a good busines s-like paper for, does he? Den, Den, what you expect to make out of the deal, and state exactly my boy, I'm afraid you need somebody to chase away the just how much money Mr. Brooks is to put up as the capi'skeeters !" talist. Tell just what that money is to be spent for. And "'Skeeters?" queried Den Brooks agree in your paper that Mr. Brooks shall appoint a busi "Yes; the insects that perhaps have gathered to s uck ness representative who shall have power to see that1 the your life's blood out of you." money is spent just as outlined. In other words, we want "Blood?" evHy possible business particular stated lli that paper, "Well, your money, then. Den, I'm afraid a good many

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IN FOOL'S PARADISE. "! people have set their minds o n getti ng y ou pa r ted from your big lot of mon ey!" .. "Then I'll have to get marri e d, e h ? a n d have a w i fe to look after my m o ney for me?" lau g h e d D e n n e rvously. He had been telling our he r o abou t the d ashi n g l y pretty young lady now stopping in t h e hotel, whom he hoped to make his wife. "Jessica Holland?" murmured Ben, under his breath, as he watched the face of his new friend. "Sh e's a mighty pretty girl. Den pointed her out to me in the dining room. But are those eyes true? Or is Jessica Holland only another 'skeeter? Is she, too, scheming to get Dan's money? I'll take time to notice things about her!" Ben watched Jessica Holland ag!).in when he and Dan went down to dinner in the great dining-room. Jessica was tall, dark, queenly in her bearing. Her rich olive face was distinctly beautiful. It did not seeni at all difficult to fall in love with so much beauty. Den trembled slightly as Jess ica swept by them to her own table. Jessica raised her eye-brows slightly as she glanced at Den was slightly ahead, in fact, waiting for his rival and sweetheart fo pass And Ben having fallen slightly behind, unnoticed, and having sharp ears, overheard Jessica murmuring to Lay lor: "Then, since you insist, at the angle of the north porch in just twenty minut(;ls. "I shall be there in twenty minutes by the watch!" mu r mured Laylor, eagerly. Then Den met them, interposing-an eager b u t unn eces sary greeting to Jes s ica. "II was going to ask you for a l ittle stro ll t h is even proposed Den. "Too bad. I had intended staying in my room," re plied Jessica. "Oh, but really --" faltered Den, growing pale "I will be here at nine, in the lobby," murmured Jes sica, Laylor having passed on after a stiff nod to Den. Young Brooks then presented Ben as his friend. Though our hero was pleasant enough, Jessica gave him hardly more than a cool iittle nod and an equally cool word or two. Ben Freeman "Does she scent any trouble in me?" wondered Ben, "Isn't she a glorious girl?" whispered Den, eage rly, as he caught the swift, half-contemptuous look that Jeswhen J essic a and her aunt had passed on. sica sent him. "Or does she s imply feel that I'm hardly "She certainly is," agreed Ben, promptly. "And now, worth notice?" D e n, old fellow, I want you to come outside wi )1 me for a He could not make up his mind And, since he had few minute s." taken hi s position with Den l Brooks in all seriousness and "Yours to command until nine o 'clock," agreed Den meant to perform bis ta s k with the utmost honesty, Ben [ Brooks. "You heard my appointment with Jessica for did not want to judge too hastily about the girl whom that hour, didn't you?" Den had selected for a sweethea rt. "Yes," nodded Ben, thoughtfully, as he hurried D e n Suddenly Den's jaw dropped a bit. o u t of the hotel. "What's the matter?" whispered Ben. I "I wonder if this is a squa re thing for me to do?" won. "Don't look just now, but there's a fellow who has just dered our hero, as he led Den along the great porch, now seated himself at Jessica's table," faltered Den, miserably deserted as the cool Octob e r evening came on. "Yes, it "He's a fellow I don't like, for he's after Jessica; too. must be square, for it'll show Den whet her his girl is using Confound it, she's smi ling at Ferd Laylor, and never look h im on the square. If she is, I'll owe her an a pology. If ing this way!" she i sn't, the trick isn't too mean for :finding out Ben got his look in good time. He had a good glimpse "This is what they call the angle of the north porch, of the rival, Ferd Laylor, a tall, rather handsome-looking isn't it?" B e n asked, as they halted. young fellow of twenty-four or five. "Yes . Why?" Den queried. "Oh, you mustn't mind a rival or two," smil ed Ben. "Jump over the rail and down to the ground with m e," "That will make the chase better worth while." B e n requested "I'd rather have anyone else than Ferd Laylor around I "Why?". Jessica,'.' muttered Den, whose appetite was gone. "Now, Den, quit that, won't you? You agreed to let 1\ middle aged woman soon joined Jessica and Laylor me man age some things, you know So, over with you. at the table Den explained that the woman was Mrs The pair of youngsters went lightly down to the ground Thurman, Jessica's aunt which was some six feet lowe r than the level of the porc h After the canting of J_,ayl o r Den j ust dawdl ed over hisJ. S eate d on the ground, with backs to the wooddinner, not caring whethe r he had any or n ot work, they were well out of the sight of passers on the But Ben's healthy appetite took care of e nou gh food porch. for two. Den sat there in wondering silence for some minutes Den waited until Jessica's party were leavin g the t able. befot.e they heard light footsteps on the flooring over he ad. Then he, too, rose, followed b y B e n. T h en, n ext, a ll i n a twinkling, the two eavesd roppel'i Den contrived to meet the three i n the hot e l lobb y jus t hea rd Mrs. Thurman's voice say, anxio u s ly: outside of the dini n g -room. J essica, my dear I'm afraid you ll have trou bl e w ith

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8 IN FOOL'S PARADISE. yom;ig Mr. Brooks through these sly meetings with Mr. Laylor." Den was trembling, a cold ooze on his forehead. He looked as if about to speak, about to jump up. But Ben Freeman laid a tight grip on his arm. "Trouble with Den Brooks?" demanded Jessica's low, scornfu l voice. "Pooh! He's only a fool, a booby! I've trained Den right. He's afraid of me. I'd like to see him daring to be impertinent with me." "But, Jes s ica, you w"uldn't drive him away from you?" reinonstrated Mrs. Thurman. "Den Brook s couldn't be driven away," retorted Jes sica, amusedly. "He's rn::ithing but a fool. He's a s lavemy slave." "But you intend to marry him, J essica ?" persisted her aunt. "After he ha s asked me a few times," replied the girl, sneeringly. "It would never do to say 'yes' the time he asked me. But, in the end, I'll hook the silly little booby." "He is a rich young man, but he has millions inore com ing one of these days. A great catch, Jessica!" "Oh, I know that,'( replied the girl, loftily. "And those millions are what I am after. They'll be mine, not Den Brooks's. And once I get them securely in my hands, Den / Brooks may go skating, if be likes. I wonder how the little booby ever imagines that a girl with spirit could remain tied to such a nothingness as he is!" There was a sharp sound, as Jessica turned to walk on with her aunt. And Den, with a very white face and staring eyes, rose ancl hurried crouchingly along the ground to main entrance to the Somerset. "You heard that, Ben?" he cried, hoarsely, as he stared into our hero's eyes. "Not me, but my money! Jessica despises me !'i "Don't take it too much to heart, old c hap," urg e d Ben Freeman. "Only another mosquito brush e d away ,you know." "Hang Ferd Laylor !" ground out wretched Den, as he saw that tall, good-looking young man come out and go down the porch to his meeting with Miss Holland. "He can have Jessica now! I've at least got vanity,, Ben Free if no real pride. I'm through with my longing for Jessica." Ben smi led as he realized how easily he had swatted one 'skeeter." CHAPTER III. "She wanted me only to get hold of my money!" cried Den, savagely. "Oh, what a fool I've been over h er. And what a lot bigger fool I came near making of myself. L might as well show you, Ben Freeman!" Trying desperately to smile, pallid-faced Den led the way to a cupboard where one of his trunks lay. Unlocking this, he took out a leather case, Drawing a tiny key from a vest pocket, Den laid the case on the bureau and unlocked it. "Look in here, Ben Freeman, and see what you shall find!" cried Den, and threw the cover up. Our hero gasped. He was staring at a sma ll but per fect, beautiful diamond necklace. "You bought that for Jessica?" he demanded, looking at young Brooks. "She'd have had it, in another hour, if it hadn't been for you-and her!" whispered Den. "You foolish fellow. Throwing away all that money-'-" "Eight thousand dollars," supplied Den. "On a girl you really didn't know anything about!" "I shall be more car e ful another time. What a chump I was.. I wanted to see her to-night and beg her to accept that as the first betrothal gift. Oh, Ben, it seems too bad-too bad !-to find such a beautiful girl out as I did." "You' ll sel J thi s n e cklace to-morrow," spoke Ben, cheer ily. "And, in the m e antime, we'll take this down to the hotel safe and have it locked up. You're crazy, Den, to keep such valuables in your room. Come, let me do that up in paper, and we'll go to the h6tel office with it at once." It was bes t to have the jar ovei: with as quickly as pos sibl e, B e n r e a s on e d, s o he got bis friend down into the hotel offic e at onc e But B e n did the talking with the clerk, and attended to gett in g t l ie recei p t, for D e n was still too nrnch upset to think of b u s iness. Whil e B eIY was s tanding at the desk, and Den a few fe e t away fro m him F e rd LayloT, his brow as black as thund e rc louds, s tepp e d into the office. Plainl y Jessi c a mu s t have di s missed him early Espying wret c h e d Den, Laylor came swiftlY. over to him. "Jus t a word for you Brooks!" muttered the "rival" in a sharp, low ton e "Don't per s i s t in your attentions to a certain young lad y unless you're prepared to fight for her-and fight to the death! Do you understand? I think you do Laylor had turned on his heel again and walked toward THE EVENING KEEPS ON BEING LIVELY. the porch before the astonished Brooks came to himself. "Oh, what a fool I've been!" groaned Den, wretchedly, "Did you hear that?" he murmured, as Ben came back as he gained the privacy of his room. with the receipt . "Never too iate to l earn, Den, old fellow !" cheerily "Yes," nodded our hero. "You're in no danger of cried his new adviser. "And now I'll tell you the ti-uth, death." Brooks. I heard Jessica make the appointment for that "But what should I have said to him?" porch meeting with Laylor when they were coming from "You might have told him," hinted Ben, "that the field the dining-room." is clear-that ydu lay no claim to any young lady."

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IN FOOL'S PARADISE. 9 "By jove I wish I had!" cried Den, bitterly. "Shall I in a heat now, but if you repeat that word 'valet' again, hunt him up and say that to him now?" I warn you that I s hall thump you at the fir st chance-and B ette r not," replied Ben, after looking critically at his thump you good!" new friend, who was trembling with excitement. "It had "Who called you my valet?" asked Den Brooks, step better be said by somebody who is cool. Shall I take the ping forward. "It's a lie, whoever said it. You're my word to him?" friend, not a servant." "Will you ?" cried D e n, eagerly. Den was growing slightly in valor. That fqrenoon he "At 1 wouldn't have dared to pa ss the lie to any able-bodied Ben stepped through the entrance at once 011 to the man. broad porch. I "Mr. Laylor, cool down," urged the manager of tlie There were at least a dozen men out here en joying hotel, stepping forward. "There are ladie s present." their ciga rs. -"Then let them withdraw," blurted Laylor. "I've got Standing by himself, a little wa.y off, his brow st ill to have it out with this val--" black, was Laylor. !" warned B e n, coolly, but there was a dangerBen went up to him promptly. ous flash in his eyes. "Mr. Laylor," he began, pleasantly, "I've a message "Mr. Laylor," contin ued the manager, who began to see for you." how things lay, "'Mr Freeman is not a servan t. He is "Yes?" asked that young man, coldly. "Deliver it, registered here as a guest of the house, and is on a footing then." with yourself. If you have insulted Mr, Freeman, I have "I have merely come to tell you, Mr. Laylor, that Mr. a right to expect that you apologize to him." Brooks wishes me to assure you that he does n ot care to "Apologize?" grunted Laylor. "I'll thump him in-be regarded as a rival of yours in any quarter. That may stead a strange message, but you will that your lan1 The manager was a firm man, ben t on running his house guage a minute ago warrants such a r eply. Mr. Brooks : in the way that he believed to be right. is not and will not be your rival in any quarter. That is "! there is any further trouble, Mr. Laylor," he said, all." ,. crisply, "I shall be obliged to ask you to leave this hotel." "And Brooks send s uch messages as that by his With that the manager turned upon his heel. valet?" sneered Laylor, savage ly. "Be sensible, La:ylor," whispered one of his friends in "What's that?" Ben cried, sharp l y the angered man's ear "That fellow, Freeman, ifl mak"W ell, you're Den Brook s's valet, his body-servant, ing a much better impression than you are." aren't you?" jeered Laylor. Which was proved by the fact that a sensible-looking Smash! It landed plumply on the tip 0 Layl or's middle aged man, resting an arm over Ben' s shoulder, nose, sending him to the floor in a heap. murmured: "Be careful how you insult your betters, :fellow!" warn "The best course, Freeman, is to withdraw until that ed Ben, coldly chap has a chance to cool. We don't want any trouble "What's this?" cried one of the half-dozen men wh o ; here." ran up quickly at the sound of the fall -I As the peacemaker led B en away most of the other men "This valet of Brooks's assaulted me!" raged Lay l or, followed. jumping to his feet in a quivering white rage They stro lled over to the north porch, where they took He made 1 a dive at our hero, who s tood coolly awaiting seats, and Ben soon b3came a center of the talk. the colli sion. Den had followed. H e sat in the littl e reflected glory Two men pounced upon Laylor, at the same time holdof his new friend ing him firmly. Then a bell-boy approached, murmuring to D en: "Let me go!" quivered the fellow. "Miss Holland wishes to remind you, s ir, of an appoint"N ot until you cool down," retorted one of hi s holders. ment." Laylor struggled like a madman, but hi s holder s were D en whitened, stiffened, then look ed limp. big fellows, and equal to their job. Ben had heard the message, but no one e lse had. Hearing the noise, fully twoscore of men and boys had "Well," he whispered, smilingly, und er cover of the now poured out of the hotel. other voices, "what answer are you going to send?" In the background hove:r:sid a few women, Jessica and "Ha-hadn't I better take message?" queried D e n. her aunt am ong them. "If you do, when you see her, you' ll wind around a Den, shaking and white faced, hurried forward, then pretty woman's finger again, and be a fool s lave again." stopped "You think I'm weak enough for that?" demanded But Laylor caught sight of him. Den, offendedly "This is Bro oks's doing!" roared the angry one. "He "Yes," said Ben, plumply. "If you go to her now, put his valet up to assaulting me." you're the goat-a hopeless goat. You 'won't need me "That's a lie,'' spoke Ben, promptly. "Laylor, you're ai;iy lon ger, because I can't do you any good."

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10 IN FOOL'S PARADISE. Den wavered, miserably "What word shall I send?" "Simply say that you regret greatly that anothe r e n gagement has come up Beg her to excuse you." Den turned, repeating, parrot fashion, to the bell-boy, who glided away "Corne up to the rooms,'' proposed Ben, a ew minutes later. "You've had an exciting day, and you ll want to go to bed early." Den followed without protest. Both youngsters would have been interested had they been able to look into t h e apa r tments occu pied by J essica and her aunt. "I can't understand it," flared Jessica "I never got auything like an insu l ting message from the booby before. And I know he meant to speak to me. to-night to propose. There was the necklace he ordered at the jewe l er's. I heard about that, and I'm sure that he didn't o r der -it for any other woman Aunt, what does it mean?" "It means, perhaps," hinted Mrs. Thurman, "that the booby is not quite as much your slave as you thought. You must play carefully, Jessica. Remember that our money_ is running low. You came here for a desperate play, to win Den Brooks and his fortune, and the greater fortune that he'll have some near day. Don't do any thing carel'ess and lose your golden chance I" "I won't!" cried Jessica, dangerously. "I'm beauti:ful, :rnd I'll snare that booby soon and hard. Aunt, I begin to understand. It was that new :fellow, Freeman, who has c:n used this trouble He's the enemy Didn t he pick a fight with Ferd Laylor to night? What about? This a:fl'.air, you may be very sure! Oh, we shall win, now, aunt-for I've discovered the real enemy-the real dan ger! It's Freeman! Heaven help him, now, for I'll crush him. I know men well enough to know how to ruin that follow Freeman!" Den had undressed and gotten into bed. Ben, s tripped, and th e n in the handsome s uit o:f pajamas :furni s hed him from Den's wardrobe_, was talking to his new friend befo re going into the bath room for a scrub. "What a splendid lot of nerve you showed to-night!" glowed Den. "Non sense !" laughed Ben. "Just the ordinary, every dfty stand-up grit that every fellow has to have if he's ever to amount to anything." "I wish I had it," sighed Den, enviously "Lord, how popular it mad e you, a stranger here. The men all wanted to sha'ke hands with you. Ben," Brooks went on, serious ly, "do you know I've never been that popular in my life-; o nly with toadies who wanted my money." "You haven't been popular, old fellow," Ben retorted, "because you have been lacking in grit. No one, man or woman, likes a coward : Blustering don't pass for grit. It's too soon found out. But, if you have the real grit, people will soon find it out, and they'll like you, if you're n11 right other ways. And you're a mighty good fellow, D en, once you get a l i t t l e grit to go with the other good q u alities "Lord, I wish I had some gri(" sighed Den, enviously. "And you r e going to have it," laughed Ben. "Isn't that what I'm engaged for-to make an all-a1:ound man of you ?" "Success to you then," smiled Den, queerly. "Heaven knows I want to be a man, and have peopJ.e like me for myself." "You'll get gritloads of it! You've got to!" declared our hero, earnest ly. "Now, good night I'll put out the light and go after my bath As B en stepped out of the tub and began to towe l down he heard Den snoring. Slowly Ben drew on the pajama trowsers, then the blouse. Den was still snoring Then there came another sound-the soft, stealthy raising of one of the windows in Den's room "Den asleep and somebody raising his window?" mut tered Ben, curiously "That's a queer combination He listened at the key-hole' of the bath-roo _m, and was sure he heard someone moving about in the room, though Den still snored "That diamond necklace!" fl.ashed our hero. "Sonr'eone knows Den got it, and doesn't kriow that we put it in the hotel safe." Ben was just a little shaky, now, as he reached up and turned off the incandescent light in the bath-room. But he was p.ot too much afraid for the job in hand Softly he opened the bath-room door. But there was a squeak just the same. There was a sudden oath, and Ben found himself look ing into the rays from a dark lantern, held by a masked man armed with a revolver. It was enough to shake a boy's nerve, but Ben, as soon as he found himself face to face with the danger, stopped shaking. "See here," he called, sternly, as he glided close to the bed, "you'll have to get out of h ere!" "Not until I've done for you, then!" roared the hoarse voice o:f the 1 burglar. The noise awakened Den, who sat up, with a start. In a twinkling he realized the d e adliness of the danger. "Let him take anything h e wants!" screamed shudder ing Den. "He can take me :first!" grated Ben, shoving up the masked man's arm. Bang! The pistol's sound wa& but the starter's shot or one of ihe toughest fights that ever a boy put up r CHAPTER IV. BEN FACES TUB : MUSIC. "Look out! He'll kill us!" screamed Den. That youth's action was just what might have been ex pected of him.

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FOOL S PARADISE. 11 H e roll e d out of b e d, the n under it! you. I'll fini s h that knocked-out chap down there, too, There he lay, his heart beating as if would s tifle him. and the n I'll hav e time to look aro und for myself." But Ben, in the same instant that he had kno c ked the "It isn t here,'' pleaded Den, hoars e ly. "Please believe burglar's arm up, grappled with the fellow. me. Wait! I'll get the hotel's receipt and show it to you, "You've spoiled my job,,.ind I'll kill you for it!" gritted if you please won't hurt me." the man. "Hand me the diamonds themselves, or take what's His strength was doubly more powerful than Ben's. coming to you,'' warned the fellow, making a move toward Our hero held on desperately, striving, above all, to Den. prevent the fellow from turning the muzzle of the revol"He means that, too!" flashed through Ben's mind. ver around where he could use it. Our hero was watching and waiting for his chance; "Den!" panted our hero. "Get up and press the butwaiting, too, to get enough of his wind back. ton. Keep pressing it, and the office will know something But now he saw that he must fight, wind or no wind. is wrong up here." Like a flas h he was on his knees, then threw himself But there was no reply from Den Brook s who was nerforward. vou s ly try ing to give the idea that he had faded from Grip! He had his arms wrapped around the burglar s earth altogether. knees. Swing! The masked man twisted hi s body around to "Let go, or I'll shoot you!" raged the fellow, lowerinothe right, trying to free nimself from Ben's panting, des-the muzzle of the weapon. 0 perate c lutch. "Look out-he'll kill you!" screamed Den. He didn't succeed, but he did succeea in g etting his left The burglar trie d to. He p o inted the muzzle full at knee free for use : the top of Ben' s h e ad. Bump! broad point of tha t h eavy kne e struck Ben But our hero had got that grip, and had the man un-Freeman full in the abd o men. s teady on his feet. It was a jarring, dazing wind-jolting blow. B a ng! B e n s ank to the floor w i t h a h e lpless g asp. But jus t the second b e fore B e n Freeman had thrown S t anding qui ck l y erect, t he bur g l a r commanded: the whol e w e i ght of hi s kne e ling body ag a in s t the bur" Come out from under tha t b ed!" glar's mid d l e whil e the s am e time pullin g tho s e cap"0-o-o-o-oh!" c am e D en's scar e d ga s p. hue d legs toward him. "Come out-and qui cH-or you 'll g e t shot!" waf) the ugly command. "Y-y y you won't hurt m e-if I d-do come out?" :fal tered Den. "Come out from und e r tha t b ed,'' ord e r e d th e burglar "or I'll s hoot unde r and wind you up. Come out quick, too, and don't m a ke any noi se." There had been no s ound s o f a r in t he c orridors, and the burglar be g an to feel that the noise of the s hot h a d passed unnoti ced in the night. S c are d to d eath, hi s f ace as whit e as c halk Den crawl ed s l owly out. "Ge t u p!" ord e r e d t h e burg l a r. Den s tood up, but w as obl ige d to hold on to the foot of the b e d to keep himself from topplin g over with fright. Ben s till la y on the floor He kne w w h a t 'was passin g, but pre tended that he didn't, for h e w a nted to g ain s trength and wind for the fig h t t ha t h e felt was yet t o follow. "Get tha t diamond neckla c e and hand it to me ; order ed the burg lar. "iY w w h y,' s tamm e r e d D e n faintl y "that's down in the hot e l safe." "Do n t toss an y bluff s lik e that m y way," warned the burg lar. "You w e re s e e n to brin g it to this room." "But it was t-t-t aken to the hotel office th-th-this even in g, p rote s tt'ld D e n. "Ple a se b e lieve me sir." "Be li eve n o thin g,'' s n a rl e d the burglar. "Produce that ne ckl11cc a t on ce, or I'll crack you over the head and finish Pulled off hi s balan ce, pus h e d off his b a lance, in that fa s hion, the burg lar toppl e d o ve r backward s clutching at the air, jus t asthe pi s tol expl o ded. The bull e t whizz e d b y fri ghte n e d D en's ear, burying itself in the wan. Cra s h! The ma s ked man's struck against a chair, a s h e fell. The r e h e lay, qui et, a pool of blood forming under his h e ad.' B e n pantin g and fighting exhau s tion, threw himself on the felkiw 's c hest. "Press that button! Ring for h e lp, D en!" ordered Freem a n ; D e n see in g the dan g erous one down and still, mustered up coura g e enough to obey. H e went e v en furth e r, opening the door and s houting down the c o:rridor for h e l p Help was at hand. That sec ond s hot had been heard, and its m e anin g guessed at. The night clerk, two bell boys, and a porter were runnin g through the corridor. At the fir s t s ound from Den the y rus hed into the room. "You can take him now," sighed Ben. "And look out, for I belieye he's coming to." The porter, a husky Irishman, sat down on the burglar, holdin g him coolly. Rapidly the clerk que s tioned, and rapidly our hero an And ga s ping with amazement, Dt'Jn Brooks stood by and

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12 IN FOOL'S PARADISE. heard Ben coolly ascribe to him-Den Brooks!-the great "If it's possible," agreed Ben, easily. share of the credit for a nervy capture. "I'm afraid Mr. Brooks is offended at something I've Guests came' hurrying in now. But the night-clerk, said or done," Jessica went on, slowly, but playing the batwho was business-like, and who didn't care to have the tery of her eyes on Ben's. "It distresses me greatly. Can whole hotel aroused, ordered the burglar dragged away you give me any inkling as to. why he should have sent and turned over to the hotel detective, who was now dressan almost message to me last night?" ing in haste. "May I make a suggestion?" queried ;Ben. Then the guests were politely shooed out, and the two "Do, please!" boys left to themselves. "Wouldn't it be better to ask the information from Mr. "Say," gasped Den, protestingly, "you laid it on pretty Brooks himself?" thick about my helping." "Perhaps so," nodded Jessica, doubtfully. "But I "That's all right," laughed Ben, cheerfully. "That thought perhaps you could help me, Mr. Freeman. I'm starts your reputation for not balking at a fight. And, dreadfully afraid of another snub if I speak to Mr. Brooks. hang you, Den, you've got to live up to that reputation!" Can't you give me just a hint of why he's angry with "But I don't want to sail under false colors," protested me?'' Den, honestly. "I'm terribly sony to say that I can't," Ben replied, "Live up to the new reputation that you've got, and promptly. there won't be any false colors up aloft," smiled Ben. "It Jessica looked at him keenly, but Ben's eyes met her often happens that a fellow who has been and retir-own fully and frankly. ing all his life suddenly blooms out a s one of the grittiest "Oh, very well, then. Pardon my stopping you to ask of the gritty Make up your mind that you have, Den!" you,' said Jessica. "No; I'll tell the truth about it in the morning." Lifting his hat, and bowing politely, Ben strolled on. "You do that," uttered Ben bluntly, "and I'll thump "You're cause of this! I know it! Oh, how I hate you in bully good shape myself Now, get into bed and you, Freeman!" flamed Jessica, under her breath, as she get ready for that rest that you must have." clenched her shapely little hands. "I won't sleep a wink the rest of the night,'' objected the new hero "You seem disturbed, Miss Holland," r e marked a young man who had come upon her unawares. "Oh, p shaw! Then I'll stay here and sleep with you." * * * "Oh, good-morning, Mr. Laylor!" cried Jessica, but with Jessica Holland was not visible in the dining room the next morning. Neither was Ferdinand Laylor. But the boys did not lack for intere s t during the morn ing meal. Plenty of men and women crowded around their table, congratulating them and asking questions. Again Den's grit was brovght well to the fore, and poor Brooks, not daring to dispute his friend, took on new lustre as a modestly brave fellow. "I suppose I'd better get up to my room," whispered Den, after breakfast was ove r. "I can't stand all this talk about my nerve." "All right," smiled Ben. "I'm going to tak e a little tur n on the porch, and then I'll run up." At the angle of the north porch, as Ben strolled, he saw the flutter of a s kirt. As he rounded the angle he came face to face with Jes sica Holland. That young woman regarded him very intently. "Mr. Freeman, if you won't think me impertinent, I want t? ask you a question," Jessica began, coaxingly. "I'm very certain that Miss Holland wouldn't know how to be impertinent," Ben returned pleasantly, as he lifted his hat-one of Den's good hats, rather. "Will you answer me frankly," pleaded Jessica, who Jrne;w how to throw a great deal of sad sweetness into her eyes when she wanted to. artful coolness. "How are you feeling, after your-your late encounter?" Laylor flushed, then whitened under the girl's search ing gaze "If you're looking for that fellow Freeman," said Jes sica, with scornfu l emphasis on our hero's name, "he just went that way." "I am looking for him," confessed Laylor, stung by the implied taunt as the girl had meant that be should be. "You are going to treat the fellow's boorishness as it should be treated?" asked Jessica, regarding Lavlor with some intere s t. "Why, how sho uld it be treated, except by a thumping back?" demanded Ferd Laylor, eagerly. "I suppose that would be exactly the way, if the fellow were your equal," Jessica agreed, slowly. "But are you sure, Ferd, that you could get the better or tt in a fight with fists?" That use of his first name sudde nly thrilled the young man. It was the first time that Jessica had ever address ed him thus. "I can't be more than thrashe d ii I try," he proposed, eagerly. "And that would put Freeman's stock up all the higher, and yours lower if he gave you a jolly good trouncing," suggeste d the g irl artft11ly. "Isn't there some other way of puni shing the fellow that's mor e worthy of a gentleman like yourself? Isn't the

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IN FOOL'S PARADISE. 13 impudent upstart where he belongs wit1:iout soiling your I "Oho!" thought Ben. "That backs my judgment up. own hands with him?" This fellow is a skeeter and blackguard to the backbone." "Why, what way?" cried Laylor, looking at her intent"We will no longer talk of a mere fifty thousand,'' con-ly. tinued Knapp, in an eager whisper. "We will go in boldly "Dear me," protested Jessica, in pretended amazement, now for a }lundred thousand, you and I! With your influ "you don't expect me to know, do you? That's a, man's ence over Herr Brooks we will get the money easily. Then game, not a woman's." for the division! Do you understand? You and I will "But you have been good enough to take an interest," each have fifty thousand dollars!" cried Laylor. Ben rose from his chair, looking keenly at the inventor. "I'll take interest enough now, to stroll with you for a "Herr Knapp," he remarked easily, "you're quite as big while, if you care to take me down through the park," a blackguard and thief as I had supposed!" proposed Jessica, with a smile so friendly and entrancing "What do you mean?" hissed the German, hoarsely, also that LaylQr was at once her slave. leaping to his feet. Ben, in the meantime, had continued his walk all the way around the great long porch. He was just back at the main entrance again when he encountered Herr Knapp, the German inventor. "Ah, Herr Freeman, good-morning!" hailed the inven tor. "This is fortunate! I very much want a few woras with you!" "So?" asked Ben. Herr Knapp linked his arm with the boy's. There are some little rooms inside where we can talk," suggested Herr Knapp. "Let me show you to one." "I'll go along and have a peep at his game," thought Ben, full of interest at once. Off the hotel office was a writing-room. Leading off of "I mean only that I shall report this conversation to my friend, who will decline to see you in the future." "You don't mean it!" raged the German. ''You would be throwing away your own fifty thousand, too! Herr Brooks may pay you, and may pay you well, but it would be a long time before he would make up to you the fifty thousand that I can help you to get within a week!" "Since when, Herr Knapp,'' demanded the boy, "did you insult me enough in you,r mind .to think that I'd sell out a trusting friend like any dirty thief?" "Bah!" sneered the half-crazy yet crafty invenltor. "Don't play virtue with me. I am too old for that." "I don't want to play anything with you," retorted Ben, flushing. "I'll just trouble you to unlock that door, and let it go at that." that were three or four little prifate rooms, each furnish"But wait!" urged the German, anxiously. "I'll ex-ed with a desk and some chairs. \ plain. I'll make my offer s ound better." Herr Knapp ushered the boy into one of these rooms, "If you say anything more at all I'll break your face!" then closed the door after them. declared Ben Freeman, flaring up. Ben pretended not to notice that the inventor had lock"So?" roared the inventor. "Now you insult me?ed the door and dropped the key into his pocket. threaten me?" "I have been thinking much, for hours, in fact, about "I tell yoU: to unlock that door, or I'll jJOund your face our interview of yesterday," began Herr Knapp, eagerly, and then take the key away from you!" as he fixed his gleaming eyes on our hero's face. "So! You will, eh?" "Have you put the proposition into writing yet?" asked Herr Knapp backed away from the stalwart young felBen. low, and dove deep into one of hi s pockets. "Ach, no! There has not been time. Besides, I would He fished out a round glass ball, some two inches in have to say too much on paper! Now, Herr Freeman," diameter. went on the German, cunningly, "I will not beat about High explosives are my specialty!" he hissed. "I've the bush, or make mystery with you. I can see well that studied them all my life. Do you know what this is, you have a new and strong influence over Herr Brooks. booby? A bomb! Powerful enough to wreck this end of So I will make a compromise with you, and we shall both the hotel and tear us in'to small bits!" prosper." Ben started back, then tried to steel his face as he re" ,\nd my friend Brooks will prosper with us, too, I supplied, with pretended carelessness: pose," smiled Ben. "Yes? Then put it back in your pocket." "Brooks? Bah! He is a baby-a booby!" declared the "I will not!" hissed the mad inventor. "Lis ten! If you German, candidly. "You and I are two men with bra.ins. get in my way, as you threaten to do, I'm a ruined man. Now, liste n and I will show you what we can do. I have 1All my life I have been poor-half the time hungry! Now tried to get Herr Brooks to put up fifty thousand on my you say you will spoil my plans? Ach! .If you do you invention. I would have succeeded, too, had you not come sha ll cease to live, and I will go to a happier world with on the scene Very good; we will not quarrel, you and I, you. Now do you understand, Herr Freeman?" Herr Freeman. We both have brains, and we will prosper There was the light of insane purpose in the mad fu-together." ventor's eyes at this moment.

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I 14 IN FOOL'S PARADISE. A hoarse cry of horror escaped :&in Freeman as he faced an enemy. Come, do you agree to take the bomb, and those glaring eyes. test it as I have said?" "I'll take the bomb," Ben agreed, coolly, "and I'll test CHAPTER V. it some day, I don't forget." WAR DEOL.A.RED! "Ach! You will not forget," leered the mad inventor, But in another instant Ben Freeman's whole mood cunningly. "But if you are afraid to throw the bomb changed. yourself, then send it to a chemist, and he will tell you In Herr Knapp's wild eyes he read that nothing but exhow dangerous this bomb would have been. Come, it is treme coolness could put off a douQle tragedy. yours, to do as you will with." "He means it!" muttered Ben, under his breath. Herr Knapp laughed jeeringly as he held the bomb in "Well," sneered the mad inventor, "what say you now, his outstretched hand. booby?" Ben took it in silence, then his whole manner changed. He leered triumphantly at the American boy, who, he Stepping back, holding out his left hand to ward off felt sure, he had cornered. interfere nce, he took a pitcher's aim at the locked door. To the inventor's intense amazement Ben broke into a "The key, Herr Knapp, or I test this thing now on the hearty laugh. door!" "Why do you try to fool me with a toy like that, Herr "No, no! Ach, no!" protested the German, turning Knapp?" demanded Ben. pale. "DON'T!" "A toy? Thi!?'' roared Knapp. "A toy! This small "He wasn't lying, then," mu!!ed Ben. "This bomb is glass bulb, booby, holds the lives of at least a score of loaded with death!" people. If I throw it down, so"-the German made a For Herr Knapp, in addition to showing a face that was move a.s if to throw the bomb to the fioor-"pou:ff! And as white as chalk, was shaking as if he had difficulty in we sail into the air i'n small bits, and a score of people standing up. journey to the next world with us!" "Put that thing down," he implored.Ben's lips curled in a. scornful smile, as if he did not "Unlockthe door, then," propounded Ben, coolly, "or beli<')ve a word of this. I'll p:t it down on the door." "Dreadful!" he muttered, jeeringly. "Wait!" "Booby, you are fool enough to doubt?" Herr Knapp's trembling fingers produced the key. He "Let me have that glass ball, Herr Knapp, and I'll I fitted it to the lock throwing the door open. throw it on the floor with all my might. I'll call your The German went out first, Ben following him close bluff, and show you to your face that there's nothing in behind. the bomb!" Straight over to the hotel desk went our hero laying Ben made a step forward, as if to seize the bomb. the bomb on the desk before the day-clerk. But Herr Knapp, stretching out his left hand, pushed "This is said to be a bomb," Ben announced, dryly. the boy back. "For one I'm inclined to believe it. I got it from that "Yon are crazy, to think of such a thing!" roared the madman, Herr Knapp. You can do as you think best German. "It would destroy us both in a second." about keeping him out of the this." "Well, that's what you want, it?" demanded the Half a dozen men were s tanding by. There was commocornered boy. "Let me have the thing, and I'll see if tion in an instant. Everyone asked questions so. fast that you've been lying to me." Ben didn't hav e half a chance to tell what had happened .Again he made a slight movement forward, but again The hotel manager came up. He was shrewd enough to the mad inventor thrust him back. see that the inventor could not be arrested and convicted "Oh, well," muttered Ben, "throw it younelf, then, if on one boy's un s upported testimony. you're going to be a hog about it." "See that Knapp is kept out of the hotel after this," Herr Knapp's jaw seemed to falL ordered the manager. "I'll take that supposed bomb, soak "You want me to dQ it?" he faltered. it in a pail of water, and then send it to a chemist." "I don't care a hang whether you do or not," retorted But the guests of the hotel who had overheard spread Ben. "Only either drop your toy torpedo, or else unlock quickly enough with the story. the door. I'm tired of this playing." No one tried to overtake Herr Knapp, who had stalked The mad inventor began to think swiftly. moodily out of the hotel. There was an uncanny idea that "See here, booby," he proposed. "You shall have the the inventor might have more bombs about him. bomb-but not to drop it in here-not as you value your "They can let the fellow go, if they want," mused Ben, life. But, after we part, go up in one of the high mounbitterly, as he made his way out to the porch. iains and throw this thing down into a gully. Then you People were talking excitedly. A throng of them gathshall see that I a.m no dreamer, no Then you will ered about our hero, a s king questions. understand how easily I can destroy you at any moment. I Den strolled up, his fa e going w hite in an instant when Then you will do what I want, rather than have me for I he realized how nanow an e s cape our hero had had.

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IN FOOL'S PARADISE. 1$ In a few moments more Den had disappeared. It had occurred to him that he might have had the same kind of a time with Herr Knapp at any time-that it might even happen in the unguarded future. The thought made young Brooks feel ill. "I don't know as Ben Freeman is an unlimited bless ing," he muttered to himself, as he entered his rooms. "Nothing so much happened to me until Ben came this way. I seemed to be living in paradise before yesterday. Perhaps it was a fool's paradise, though. But it was easy, and this is getting to be blamed strenuous!'" Guessing what had happened to hi s friend's nerves, Ben did not attempt to follow, but seated him self in one of the great chairs on the pprch on this warm Indian summer day. By and by Jess ica came stroll in g back to the hotel. She had heard what had happened, and now she was filled with evil satisfactio n, for she h!:\d just see n Layl or and Herr Knapp stealing away by themselves. "They're both hot for vengeance, and they'll make a great combination!" the girl was thinking. "Good! They will do my work for me without my being dragged into it!" Ben, not seeing Jessica's approach, and thinking it time to go upstairs to Den Brooks, rose and sauntered slowly into the corridor. Just before he gained the end of the corridor, someone the corner in the hotel lobby spoke in a woman's laughing voice: "Have you heard the news about a diamond necklace?" "No," answered another woman. Ben stopped short. " Why, the story runs that young Mr. Brooks bought one. You can guess who he had in mind when he bought it. But the latest new s is amusing This morning the necklace found its way back to the jeweler. It's for sale, at a reduced price. I'd like to know what Miss Somebody thinks to-day-for of course she must k'now. How folks here will laugh at her when she isn't looking." Then the two unsee n speakers moved o n. But Ben heard a sharp catching of the breath behind him. Turning, he found Jessica's lively eyes flaming into his. "Well?" she demanded bitterly, "are you satisfied, meddler?" With an angry toss of. her head, Jessica swept by the boy. But her glance had carried its true message-an open, undying declaration of war! CHAPTR VI. \. THE ART OF BEING A FIEND. "Well, I'm going to try my luck, then, since you've been good enough to offer me the use of your tackle." "Luck to you!" So Ben set off, full of happiness on this bright day of the Indian summer that still lingered. He had written his mother the good news of his present work, and looked forward to sending her $Ome money soon. "And I believe I'm going to be worth the money I'm getting," grinned Ben, as he walked briskly along the mountain path. "Certainly I've chased away some of tho skeeters that seemed likely to get Den's blood. And I've put more :fight into that blood of his already. He seems to be getting more gritty as time goes by.?' It was the third day after the meeting with Herr Knapp, whom our hero had not seen since. It was a little after lun c h-time and our hero hoped to be back for even in g dinner with something of a string of mountain perch to show. "ThiS-look s like a good place,'' murmured Ben, halting, at la st. it was by the side of' a stream, a little way off the tain path. Ben baited his hook, made the cast, and sat down clos& to the tn{nk of a big tree. Perch require no attention until they are hooked, ana begin to bob at the tackle. "Sorry I didn't brirtg along a book," mused Ben, as he sat there lazil y "But gracious! what do I want of a book? I've been li ving t he last few days through livelier things than I ever found in a book. And the worst of it seems to be that one-half of my :fight has been against a girl pretty enough to eat! Jessica hasn't given up the fight, either! Whew! But ha sn't s he been spending time over her dressing! I'll warrant she never looked as wholly pretty for three days running in her whole life. And doesn't Den look longingly at her sometimes! That boy will get snared again, if he doesn't look out! Jessica has seen his looks, and she knows what they mean, the flirting adventuress! If I were away for three days I wouldn't wonder if she'd hook him and land him all right, and make him think that the late past was only a bad dreani. But sl1e won't get him while I'm around to stop it. Den's too good a feITow at heart to get sold out by a girl of that stamp!" . It wasn't such a good spot for :fishing as nen had sup posed it would be. After half an hour of trying he was about to haul in his line, whenWhish! A coiled noose of rop e fell his head. Jerk! It was pulled tight around his throat, strangling "Feel like going fishing this fine. day, Den?" Tum Freeman fought furiously to free himself, but twa "Not on your life!" grumbled that youth from Easy rough-looking fellows closed in on him. Street, 8ettling back in his leather arm-chair. "I feel just j One of them swiftly slipped a black sack ?Ver his hepd, like finishing this book." making it fast at the neck.

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}(j IN FOOL"S PARADISE. "Keep quiet!" warned the other. "H you don't you'll get \vhat the butcher gave the pig!" Ben was on his face now, his hands being tied behind his back. "We can carry him now, or make him walk, either," pro nounced one of the pair. "I he makes a holler, or a squirm, stick him!" "Perhaps you won't mind teHing me what you want of me," suggested Ben. "It may turn out that you've got the wrong person." "No, we hain't," declared the party who seemed to be in charge, and who, the boy believed, was the one who had thrown the lassoo in such clever cow-boy fashion. "We got the right party, all right," growled thdeader. "Now, up on your feet and march!" Ben's captors took ho1d of his arms on either s ide, lead ing him along. "I'd holler," muttered the boy, inwardly, "but what's the good? I know the lonesomeness of this spot as well as they do' And, besides, I believe they'd keep their threat of sticking me." From the kind of ground they tramped over Ben, though he could not see, knew that they were l eading him further into the forest. At last, when they had gone about a mile, as the boy judged, his escort halted. "Sit down!" ordered the leader, and Ben, allowing them to place him, found himself sitting on the ground, his back against a tree. A rope passed around him, binding him securely to the trunk, Whisk! That black cloth was off and away from his head. And right then and there Ben Freeman understood, and felt a jolt of nameless fear. For, facing him, a wicked sneer on his handsome young face, was Ferd Laylor! "One of your games, eh?'; demanded Ben, quickly, wfth a pretense at pleasantry. "One of yours, too, I guess," mocked Laylor. "How is it played?" demanded Ben, with pretended indifference. "Did you ever hear of a game the boys call Twenty three ?" leered Laylor. "Played with a skidcloo, isn't it?" smiled Ben. "I see you've played it/' rejoined Laylor, mockingly. "You're going to play it again, and it's your turn to lead!" 1 "I guess you'd better explain yourself," hinted our hero. .I'll clo so," replied Ferd Laylor, signing to the two rough-looking fellows, who drew off at a distance. "Free man, you've been getting in my way more than I allow anyone to do." "How do you stop it?" Ben demanded, tantalizingly. "I make it convenient for a chap like you to get out of the way," Laylor replied, with equal coolness. "Now, Fr,eeman, I'm not going to make any threats. I shan't even tell you what I'm going to do to you if you don't come to my way of thinking. But this much I will prom ise: If you defy me, it will be the last time that you_'ll ever do it." "Go on!" mocked Ben. "I'm interested." "I have two or three little papers here for you to sign," went on Laylor, drawing some loose sheets from an inner pocket. "No; signing, in fact, won't do. You'll have to copy these into your own handwriting and then sign them." "What kind of papers?" Ben asked, reflectively. "Well, they're the kind of papers that'll make you feel like skipping after you have signed," Laylor admitted, with a shrug of his shoulders "One paper sets forth that you've been playing a scoundrelly game to rob young Den Brooks in the end That paper recites that his friends have interfered, and have made you sign the confession and your promise to go your own way." "That's a very simple paper," Ben commented, car casticaUy. "Another paper sets forth the fact that you've been playing a big game of bluff, and that your bluff has been called. You admit that you're a liar and a coward." "Say, that's clever!" cried Ben, with pretended enthu siasm: "And the third paper," went on Laylor, "is a receipt two hundred dollars, received from me in payment for dirty work that you've promised to do for me against Den Brooks. You'll never want to face Brooks again after he has read that. And I can state that I paid you the money in order to be able to expose your scoundrelism." "Any more papers?" jeered Ben. "That's all." "It ought to be!" "But, by the way," Laylor went on, "you really get the two hundred dollars." He displayed a roll of bills temptingly. "What for?" our hero demanded. "Why, the money is really given you in order that you can clear out." "You've got it all nicely planned, haven't you?" Ben smiling l y queried. "Well, what do you say?" demanded Laylor, looking fixedly at his victim. "Oh, nothing," yawned Ben ] "except that you've been wasting your time." "You'd better think again!" warned Laylor. "I've hinted that a fearful punishment is before you if you refi:rse." "I do refuse." "If you say that again," thr)latened Laylor, making ready, "I shall tear these papers up and leave you to-to what happens!" "Tear 'em up," said Freeman, composedly. Rip! Laylor's steady hands went through th(! sheets, tearing them to fine ribbons. "Good-by," he said crisply, rising. "Good-by," Ben responded.

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IN FOOL'S PARADISE. 17 Laylor walked away. It sounded, too, as if the two Puffed, distorted, all out of shape or seeming of shape, rough-looking characters were following their employer. that faGe was dreadful to look upon. But Ben, tied where he was, could not see. After daylight some of the mosquitoes disappeared, but "Now, what on earth is the game?" muttered the capenough of them remained to try to find new, unexplored tive boy. parts of the boy's helpless body. For one thing, it was late in the afternoon. In tlie deep Within half an hour after he started to scream uselessly forest the light was fading fast. for help in that great, wide forest, Ben ceased to shout, Buzz-zz-zz-zz! Something flew up close in the gatherfor his mind no longer understood what was happening. ing circled around his head, then lighted on one Yet all through the night he sobbed and moaned in low cheek. tones, restlessly, ceaselessly swaying his head and upper "Whew!" muttered the boy. "You've got hot feet! A body to and fro under the torment. mosquito? Confound the little pest! 'L'his Indian sum-At daylight he was wholly, utterly exhausted. mer spell has given the pests a new leave of life." Just barely see through his swollen eyelids, even So irritating was the tiny torment that Ben could not if his brain had been clear, Ben Freeman was not attemptshake the insect off, try as he would to wriggle and twist ing to look at anything. I his head. An hour and more after daylight passed. Buzz-zz-zz! Another one coming. Then came a third, Then there sounded in the forest a soft step, a sweet, and a fourth. humming voice. The mosquitoes, finding that their victim could not reA pretty girl, fresh and sweet as Nature herself, and s ist, made the most of their chance. clad all in modest Quaker gray, roamed along the path. Ben quickly had a doze n great blotches on his face, neck Over her left shoulder, hung by a strap, was a long, and hand s and now the little pests were beginning to bore plain tin can, with a single big lid in the center. in through his thin silk socks. In her right hand were a small pair of scissors and a "Murder!" quivered the sufferer. "This is getting small, bright knife. fiendish!" Nance Ferguson, daughter of Professor Ferguson, was Then came another thought that made his heart almost astir early, gathering botanical specimens for her father. stop : She bent over to snip off a small plant close to the roots. "Did Ferd Laylor pick out iliis spot on purpose, be-As she stood up again, examining her find, Nance cau s e he knew the little pests were thick here? Is this his started. punishment-the torment that he planned for me? Oh, A low moan seemed to come from near by. the unspeakable fiend! Ouch! Oh, oh, oh!" "Gracious!" she quivered, "is that a human voice?" Truly, the torment was becoming more than infernal! She listen ed. After a little the moan ame again. As the night came down, the mosquitoes grew almost Nance's first act was to turn pale. Then, being a brave to a buzzing cloud of stormy torment. It was as if the girl, she thought swiftly: stinging little insects had sent the news far and wide "That sounds like a; human being in suffering. I must through the forest that here was a great, glorious, unresistfind : out." ing meal! Resolutely, even though she trembled a bit, Nance went Nor could Ben free himself. After a quarter of an straight in the direction of the sound. hour he gave up trying that, and dull despair settled down As she trod softly she heard thatmoan again, and quickover him. ened her step to a run. "I'll go mad with this if it keeps up another hour!" he Then she came upon a sight tliat made her heart almost groaned, and knew tha t he spoke the truth. stop beating. "Help!" he bellowed, as loudly and frantically as he "Merciful heaven!" she gasped, leaning against a tree could. and re s ting a hand over her heart. "What's fiend's work Again and again lie called, as his frenzy grew under the is this?" stinging torment of the still hungry mosquitoes. Her heart fairly ached as she stared at Ben's raw, 'swolThen his mind gave way! len, unhuman-looking face. CHAPTER VII. THE BRAIN THAT WENT WRONG. The torment did not kill. But it drove a hi1man brain off its balance. All night Ben sat there, tied to the trunk of the tree. And all night long the mosquitoes kept at their fearful work'.. B'y dayliglit tliere was not a spot on Ben's face that was recognizable as a bit of hmnan face. In the next instant she was darting forward. "Oh, you poor fellow!" she almost sobbed. Slash! Her bright-bladed little knife was swiftly at work. She had almost freed our hero, when a rough .voice growled out: "Here! Quit that, you jade! Git!" Through the bushes a rough-looking fellow came hurrying. "You get away from here!" he ordered. ..

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18 IN FOOL'S PARADISE. '(You stand back!" defied Nance, with spirit Slash! She took another hack at the cords around Ben Freeman' s body. "Show you whether I will or n ot !" glowered the brute. He made a swoop for her, and Nance, now sick with t error, s.Jlrang to her feet, the knife grasped and ready, but she realiz e d how little chance s h e would stan d against such an "Help!" s he screamed, dodging back before the fello.w's advance. "Hullo roared a hoarse \Oice that made Nance and her enemy halt in the same instant. "Here! You can't get here a moment too soon!" screamed Nance. "What's the row?" demanded a s trange voice. On to the scene ran a man, rough and ragged, unkempt and dirty-looking But he caught s ight of the scared girl and of the ruffian before her, and the manhood in thi s tlard-looking stra nger came to the surface. "What's the matter, little gal?" demanded the new comer, stopping and surveying the scene with bulging eyes. "Look at that poor creature in torment!" cried Nance, pointing to struggling Ben. "I want to set him free-to get him where he can be cared for." ''Good idea!" nodded the tramp. "Who's stopping ye?" "That fiend there!" pulsated Nance, pointing an accus iD.g forefinger at the brute . "Go right ahead and do yer job, little gal," approved the tramp. "If Mr. Fresh gets in yer way I'll do my best to attend to him." "Twenty-three for you!" roared the brute at the tramp. "You'll lose your life hanging around here." "Ain't muc h joy in living, anyway, with the winter a-coming on," retorted the tramp, indifferently. Nance, profiting by the help at hand, ran back to Ben. "Stop it!" roar ed the brute. "And .you stop it, Mr. F r esh!" roared the tramp, bounding forward between vimful Nance and danger. The two men were locked in fearful, deadly combat now. But Nance, with eyes only for the suffering Ben, rested a hand on hi s swollen forehead to still his st ill frantic struggles to get free. "Wait!" she coaxed. "Be easy! I'll soon have you .. free!" Slash! Slaah! The two rough fighters were rolling on the groun d now, cursfog, growling, ready to tear at each other lik e wild beasts. But the brute, rather the quicker and stronge r fighter of the two, was rapidly getting the better of it. "There, you're free, poor fellow!" cried Nance, with t e ar s in her eyes, as the last cord slipped away from the hoy and his hands were 'loose. Ben Freeman, though all the clearness of his mind was gone, though his arms were numb, though agony had sapped his strength away, still had the fighting instinct l eft in that fevered blood of his. Dimly through his almost closed eyes he saw what was going o n on the ground just beyond him. Some wild instinct told him, too, that his own champion was getting the worst of it. "Oh-mercy!" screamed Nance, faintly. For Ben, pulling himself together, tottered to his feet, tried to shake the cramps out of his arms. Then, his fearfully swollen face looking more savage than ever it had before, he sprang forward Unreasoning fury lent him strength. Re leaped upon the brute from behind, wound his cramped :fingers around the ruffian's throat, and tugged like a bear in a trap. It was too much for the brute. He went over backward, while Ben rolled ove r on the ground, panting and used . up. In a twinkling the tramp was on top. There was a tug, a wrench, a scream from the brute. It had all happened before dismayed Nance could un der stan d what was up. The n the tramp was on his feet, tugging under theleft shoulder of his opponent. "Come, get up, Mr. Fre s h," growled the tramp "Skid doo, in twenty-three time!" Groaning, cursing, the brute darted away. "Sorry, miss," said the tramp, apologetically, "but I had to do it." "Do what?" asked Nance, looking UJ' with wide open eyes from our hero, beside whom she was kneeling "I h a d to break Mr. Fresh's arm when I got that chance. It was only way to stop him from making a lot of trouble for us. Lord, Lord! Look at that poor fellow! Ain't he a s ight? But what wildcat grit he showed! I didn't think it of him, neither!" "You know him?" asked Nance, in quick appeal. "No, but I know them clothes!" answered the tramp. "It's the same feller that tossed me a fiver one day when I was mor e than usual hungry." Ben had on the same suit that Den had worn on a former meeting with a knight of the road. CHAPTER VIII. A FOE THAT CAN'T QUIT When Ben next opened his eyes to rea son they rested on a white-capped woman in a striped blue and white gown who sat beside his bed. That nurse was looking at him as his eyes uncfosed. "How's your head?" she asked, softly. "-'ll right, I reckon," murmured the boy. "I see that it is," nodded the nurse. "Be thankful for it, too." "What on earth has happened?" murmured Ben, curi ously. "Don't you remember?"

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IN FOOL'S PARADISE. 19. "The last that I remember--" began Ben, slowly, of a girl Nance Ferguson isl She's the real kind, I tell hesitatingly. you!" Then his face took on a swift, overspreading look of ter-"She must be, froln what you tell me of her fight foi me ror. in the woods. And so that was the same tramp, Den?" "U ghl Ouch! Those :fearful mosquitoes!" "It was, and he thought it was I that he was bringing "There! Keep cool. It's all right," urged the nurse. here. Now, I want to tell you, Ben, that that tramp is "You're over it, and yott're going to be well enough to get gol.ng to have a cosey time of it this winter for what he did up after breakfast." for you. You wouldn't know him now, he looks so differHer soothing hand was on his brow, and Ben quieted. ent. Jim Cosby-that's his nru11e-is all rigged out in "What has happened since?" he asked, searching his new clothes, and he isn't doing a thing but spending mon-own rather blank mind, 'ey and having a good time." "Oh, we've had a pretty tough time with you," smiled "What about Laylor?" Ben asked, with sudden venge-the nurse. "Your system was full of poison from the fulness. mosquitoes, and we feared brain fever, too. But the doc"He hasn't been around since you got back here. Say, tor has kept you drugged for four days, while he fought was he at the bottom of yonr trouble?" the poison out of your system. Last nigh.t the doctor Ben's eyes flashed darkly as he told of Ferd Laylor's said your head ought to be c l ear when you waked up this dirty work morning. And there's hardly a lump left on your face "I half suspected it, and Cosby, Jim he was now. See!" sure," rattled on Den, indignantly. "Cosby wanted to go The nurse held a small mirror close to him. and hunt Laylor up and thump him." Ben could not see the great change, but his face now While they were still talking the doctor came in. looked much as usual. He advised that Ben get downstairs and out of doors "Now I'll wash your face and hands, and then send with his friend's help. word for your breakfast," the nurse went on,_ cheerily. "You'll be all right to-morrow, or the day after, at the "After that we'll call in your friend, Mr. Brooks, to help latest," was the doctor's verdict as he left. dress you. He's craiy to talk with you-poor fellow!" Ben was quick to notice the change of things at the Briskly, as she talked, the nurse flew about, getting hotel. I basin, water, soap andtowel ready. Fully half of the guests had gone away. The place Then she disappeared for a moment, but came back to looked almost deserted. say that breakfast would soon be on the scene. "Den," murmur e d Ben, as they sat in chairs on tlie It was. Propped up in bed, Ben ate a tasty meal with porch "you spoke a while ago of traveling this winter, and some relish. wanted me to go with you. Do you 'know, oM fellow, I "And now for your friend," murmured the nurse, going think we might as well start now as any other time." toward the bathroom door connected our hero's room "Urn! You do?" asked Den, without enthusiasm. with Den Brooks'. "Yes; it will be a good deal better in every way," Ben Den wa.s in t he instant he got the word. went on, earnestly. "Not a word, Mr. Brooks, until you get your friend "Oh, I'm very comfortable here," said Den, reluctantly. dressed and in a chair by the window," commanded the "I do:u't see any need of pulling up stakes from this beaunurse. tiful epot yet awhile." "This is just fo say how glad I am, old fellow!" disobeyed But Ben did see Den, patting Ben on the shoulder. In the first place, Herr Knapp was undouDtedly Btil1 Ben, who had e:itpected to be weak after such an illness, about the neighborhood. was surprised to find that he had a fair amount of strength The mad inventor was the kind of dangerous lunatic in crossing the floor on Den's arm. who would sooner or kill someone if he did not get "Now, I'll leave you two together," went on the nutse, the money that he wanted. and left the room. But, greatest danger of all, as our hero saw it, was Then Denrattled on eagerly, telling how the tramp Jes sica Holland. and Nance Ferguson, obtaining a wagon, had brought him "That's the kind of girl that never gives up," our to the hotel in it. hero told himself. "She'll catch Den on the rebound yet Nance and her father had been there every day since to if he stays here long enough. Now, from some things I inquire after the sick one. heard, Jessi ca and t hat aunt of hers are running a bit "And how about Jessica?" murmured Ben, with a low on cash. If I can get Den started for Europe, or searching smile. Tgypt, 0 r some other old place that's far enough away, "Oh, she's around, and still try to get my notice," I don't believe Jessica raise the needful to follow Den responded, with a shrug of bis shoulders. "But I us." haven't any time to look at her. Say, what a different kind I "Yes, I think we'd better get away, old fellow,"

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20 IN FOOL'S PARADISE. l persisted to his friend. "And you know, Den, you agreed He didn't dare to admit that he had fallen in love with to let me run matters for a little while." her, though he would have found that mighty pleasant, too, "But why do you want to leave this place?" had not Den already laid claim and siege to Nance. "Why do you want to stay, Den?" "Well, she'll keep his mind off Jessica, anyway," sighed Brooks colored under the steady, questioning look of Ben. "And Nance is a mighty different sort of girl, if Den his friend. can win her." "Heavens! Has Jessica been getting in her good.work So Ben made no further talk about going away, but on while I've been sick upstairs?" thought Ben, in alarm. the next day he and Den called at the professor's house, "Was all that talk about Napce Ferguson's goodness just in a pretty bit 0 woods on the outskirts of the town. a blind to throw me off the track?" It was a very modest little home, for the professor, hav"W ell, we'll see about going," s aid Den, as if to avoid a ing spent all his life on his science, was anything but row that he did not want. wealthy. Den soon after went upstairs to get his cigars. Den went again the next day, without inviting his While he was gone several of the guests' of the hotel chum. came around Ben's chair to congratulate him on his return Ben strolled by himself around the hotel grounds. to health. But he met Den as that youth was returning from the "I've got to mend fairly. quick," smiled Ben, as he sa\v Jessica, her head in the air, walk by at a little aistance. "Been over to see Miss Nance?" was our hero's pleasant "Mr. Brooks and I are going away." greeting. That shot told on Jessica. "Yes," said Den, shortly. Ben saw that, in an instant, out of the corner of his eye. "All well over there?" The girl, though keeping her back still turned to him, "I guess so." stopped in her stroll. "Did the professor show you any of his collection?" "<;ioing away, eh, asked one of the meQ. "No."-"May i ask where?" "Miss as bright as ever?" "Egypt, probably, and perhaps op. to China and Japan," "Oh, I suppose so," growled Den. hazarded Ben. Brooks feels that he's getting rusty, Then young Brooks sneaked uneasily away. and he wants to see a bit of the world." \ "Now, what on earth has hit the poor chap?" wondered "How soon do you expect to go?" asked the questioner. Ben. "Did he find some other suitor at the house, who "Why, if we can get everything ready, we'll most got more of Nance's smiles?" likely leave to-morrow morning." When Ben went up that evening to see if Den was ''Will you?" hissed Jessica, nnder her breath. ready to go down to dinner, Brook s s aid gloomily that he Her face !vent white, her shapely little hands had a h eadache. angrily. "I guess there's somethin g more than a h e adache in the All that Ben saw, covertly, but he did not, of course, muttered Ben. hear what she said to herself. l\fter dinner, which he ate alone, our hero dropped "If you get Den Brooks away from here, Ben Freeman, into the hotel library. The re he read for a while, then it will be because I've lost all my cunning and used up my stepped out on to the porch for a whiff of fre s h air. last resource!" Jessica exclaimed passionately under He had not been there for two minutes when a quick, breath. jaunty step sounded behind him. CHAPTER IX. DEN GOES THE PACE. It was Den Brooks, his eyes bri g ht, ch e eks s lightly flushed, and his whole being radiant. "Ben, old fellow proposed Den s lapping our hero on the shoulder, "what do you say to hiring an automobile Ben didn't get away the next morning. and going for a wild spin to-night?" That wasn't Jessica's doings, either. "Wouldn't be bad," Ben admitted. "Gotten over the On that same day that he left his bed Ben Freeman got headache, Den?" his first glimpse of sweet Nance Ferguson. "Forgotten that I had one!" responded the youth, bois-That was what settled his going. I terously. She came with her father, the professor, to make in"Had anything to eat?" quiries after his recovery. "Not yet. Suppose we stop at some road-house and eat en introduced them, in the hotel parlors, and hovered a great big steak-eh? Hungry as a bear! Whoop!" anxiously around Nance all the time. "Den!" uttered Ben, in intense a s tonishment, as he But Nance, with the contrariness of girls, seemed much caught a whiff of his chum's breath. "You've been drinkmore interested in Ben Freeman. ing!" And Ben, too, became wonderfully interested in his "Well, what of it?v demanded Den, beamingly. pretty rescuer of the woods. "I never knew you to do that sort of thing before. Is

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IN FOOL'S PARADISE, 21 this a new trick you're going to get, Den? It isn't a manly ''Why, I was, old chap," replied Brooks, gloomily. one." "Nance Ferguson?" "Now, what are you driving at?" Brooks demanded, "Hang it all, yes." with some resentment. "Going to preach?" ".And drinking is the way you expect to make yourself "I should hope preaching on drunkenness wasn't necesseem worthy of a girl like that?" demanded Ben, in high sary," Ben replied, sadly. disgust. "Now, who's drunk?" flared Den. "She don't tliink me worthy." "I should say a couple more drinks would put you "I shouldn't think she would." there." "But I didnrt drink anything until--" "You lie!" "Well? Until when?" Ben gulped down his amazement. "Until after--" This sort of talk from Den was a wholly new thing. Den came to a shame-faced pause. "Den," our hero retorted, sadly, "you don't know just But Ben Freeman began to guess. what you're talking about. Was that any reply to make "rlen, did you propose to Nance Ferguson?" to the friend who tries to serve you?" "Yes." "You started it, with your flared Den. ".And she asked you to wait a while?" "I didn't mean to nag. But, Den, surely you're not "No, hang it! She made it all too blamed plain." going to turn out as a drinking man?" "What?" "I'll take a drink when I want it!" "That it wouldn't do any good to wait!" "I hope you won't want it often." "She refused you for good and all?" ".And I'll not ask your leave, either!" defied young "That's what she did!" cried Den, desperately. Brooks. Beri's first feeling was one of genuine sorrow for his im"Y ou don't have to," Ben retorted, growing a little pulsive friend. angry himself. But there's one thing about your drink-But his next thought was one of wistful happineu for ing, Den." himself. "Well, what's that?" If Nance had refused Den, then it must be because "When I find that Rum is your best friend, I won't stay wealth did not tempt her, and that the man of her heart to be second best." was yet to offer himself. "Quit your joshing." "There may be a ghost of a chance for me!" quivered "I'm not joshing, Den. But you must understand that Freeman. "But-oh, Lord, what a fool I am! Nance I'm not going to be fool enough to tie my future up with couldn't see anything in me." that of any young fellow who thinks that rum is the best thing he can find to put into his head." But Den was there, requiring his attention. "You're getting mighty virtuous, all of a sudden," "See here, old fellow," hinted our hero, "girls some sneered the older youth. times change their minds. But a girl like Nance won't "See here, Den," uttered our hero, taking a tight, visechange her mind just because you make yourself smell like a rum-cask." like grip on one of his friend's arms and leading him down h h "She don't care what I do," muttered Den, gloomthe porch, "there has been so muc of t e curse of 1 drmk in our family that perhaps I know more about it than you ily. do. Come and sit down, and I'll make clear to you why I "Don't bank on that." mean to quit you unless you can quit drink altogether." Then Ben fell into more friendly talk about the folly For the next two or three minutes our hero talked earof drinking intoxicating beverages under any circumnestly, though gei:tly. stances Den passed from the joyous mood of the drinker to He finally persuaded Den to go upstairs, to go to bed the tearful one_ which usually follows. and promise to remain there for the night. "I needed something to cheer me up," pleaded Brooks, "If he gets to sleep that'll be the best thing for him," glumly. murmured Freeman. "He'll have more sense-and a "Cheer you up?" headache-when he wakes up." "Yes; I was all down in the dumps." So our hero went downstairs again, his mind made up "Then something has happened?" to look in on Den in an hour. "Yes." While passing through the hotel office Ben happened to "Am I wrong in asking what, old fellow." glance into the parlor. "Oh," sighed Den, g loomily, and gulping hard, "it's Nance Ferguson was seated the:re, alone. the same old story." Our hero went quickly in and ovsir to her. "Same old story?" repeated Ben, thoughtfully. "That "We've just paid a short call to :friends at the hotel;" expression is usually used to cover a love affair. .Are y6\i Nance explained "Papa asked me to step in here while really in love, Den?" he went to the cigar stand for some cigars." '\

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22 IN FOOL'S PARADISE. So Ben chatted with the pretty girl, glad of this chance, as of any other chance to see her. "I heard something saidabout your going away," sug gested Nance. "You and Mr. Brooks are going, soon, are "l'd call Den dowIJ.," Ben explaineG, presently, "but the poor follow is abed with a splitting headache." you not?" "Why, it's one of our plans, but there's no date set," Which was not so far from the truth, as, if Den didn't have one now, he was rather s ure to hav e one within a few hours. Ben answered. "We--" He stopped like a s hot, transfixed with horror. But presently both of the chatting young people noticed that many minutes had slipped .by. For there in their path, not ten feet away, bomb in up lifted hand, stood Herr Knapp, in the act of throwing! "Do you mind going to find papa; and reminding him?" CHAPTER X. asked Nance. JESSICA HAS A GAME OF HER OWN. Ben went off in has te, hht presently he came back, lookNance saw only the distorted face of the lunatic. ing somewhat embarrassed. She did not in the least guess his purpose. ":Miss Ferguson," he explained, "I'm awfully sorry, but But B e n did-too late, it seemed. the cigar-stand man s aid your father went out through For Herr Knapp had that bomb high in air overhead that door a quarter of an hour ago, as if on his way home." in his right hand, calctlating the distance, that he might Nance, too, looked embarrassed, the n laughed. hurl the bomb at their feet. "Poor papa," s he cried. "That's a good deal like him Ben's right hand was in his coat pocket, resting, as it at times. When he has some new s ubject on his mind he happen.ed, on his pocket-knife. get s absent -minded about everything e lse. So he's gone l There was but an instant. away and l eft me here. He won't think of me again until Ben had no time to think. He acted on instinct. it's time to look intp my room and say 'good-night.' Out flew his right hand. "Fortunately, you're not strande d here," smiled Ben. Whizz-zz went that pocket-knife. "I am wholly at yqur service, Miss Ferguson, now as alStraight and true was its swift flight. ways." It st ruck the round glass bomb ere it could leave Herr "I'm afraid I shall have to trouble you," Nance admitKnapp's hand. 'l'rouble As if there could be any better !un than a That explosion was terrific. long walk with just right girl on a cool, clew OctoNow at last Nance knew that there was tragedy in the ber night! air. Ben thought he was pretty nearly happy when they For Ben's right arm, .as he let go the knife, wrapped strolled out through the gate to the hot el grounds. around Nance and shoved her behind him. For Nance had just taken his arm very gently and her As for Herr Knapp, a scream of more than mortal eyes were on his face a s he talked. agony burst from his lips. Lurking in the bushes across the road was a man the For the knife had st ruck the bomb while still it lingered sight of whom would have destroyed B en's present feel in his uplifted hand. ing of happiness. All the force of the explosion spent itself on that hand, Herr Knapp's mad, flaming eyes followed the young Ben, standing b e fore startled Nance, saw the mad inventor stagger, reel backward, then wheel around and fall "The first chance I've had for my r evenge !" snarled the on his side itivC'ntor. "I am hun g ry, once more, without the price o:f Some part of the sp lintered glass hissed by Ben's ear, food-thanks to that meddlesome young man but he was otherwise unhurt. But H err Knapp did not strike then and there. "Oh, oh, oh!" quavered the girl, clinging close to our H e r ecognized Nance Ferguson and kn e w the path hero. "What has happened?" throng:h n short stretch of fore s t that the young people "We're alive, thank heaven!" Ben uttered, fervently take on their way home. "But that poor man?" "Let yon two young people walk h a lf a mile through "Has got his ju st deserts, I reckon," uttered Ben, Fool' s Paradise, where Brooks has dwelt all hi s life!" mutgrimly. tercd Kn app, touc hing soft ly somet hin g in his pocket. "I Herr Knapp lay on the ground, writhing and screaming e hall reach that forest of you-and then shall Fool's in his intense agony. Paradise change to the Infernal Regions!" "Let u s see what ha s happen ed to him!" proposed Ben did not try to make love on that stroll, though Nance. "What we can do for him." Nance' s rejection of his left the field cli!ar to him. "You're right," gritted Ben "I came near forgetting But he talked on bri ghtly, briskly, feeling a thrill every myself in my anger." 1 ti ;11e he glanced down at those bright eyes beside him. Unclasping the girl's arms, he looked at her. They turned off the highway, at la st, into that short 'Can you s tand alone, Nance?" stretch of wood-path befor e the Ferguson home "Of course I can." ...

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IN FOOL'S PARADISE. "You're not too upset? You're-you're not going to faint?" "Faint?" echoed the girl, scornfully. "I'll look after that poor, mad rascal, then." "And remember that I'm to help," cried Nance, catch ing at our hero's nearer hand. Together they darted forward the few steps that were n eeded to car r y them to the frantic fellow's side. "Keep quiet," urged Ben, coolly, "and let me see what ha s happened to you." "You've blown my hand !" shrieked the afflicted one "You tried to blow us into Kingdom Come, so I guess you got what was ordered for you," clicked Ben "Now, keep quiet long enough to let me help you, won't you?" "You want to torture me!" scr eamed the inventor. "Nonsense!" "Go away and leave me!" '"You' ll die if I do," retorted Freeman, growing almost sick as he espied the great pool of blood beside the fellow Our hero look e d back quickly at Nance. "You ought to hurry home, Nance," he urged, anx iou s ly. "Why?" she d emanded, quiveringly. "This is too fearful for you." "Can I help?" "Possibly." "Then I can stand it," declared Nance. "Go away, both of you!" screamed H err Knapp. "Have some mercy Do not torture me!" "Listen," said Ben, sternly, as he laid gentle hold of arm that ended in a stump at the wrist "You're bleeding to death fast, Herr Knapp." "Then let me die in peace." "But, if you'll only keep quiet, man, we'll try to your l ife, even if it isn't worth much to the world." "What can we do?" s hudder ed Nance, figltting to keep her nerve in the presence of that great pooi 5f life blood that was ebbing fast away. "We must rig a tackle around thi s arm, like lightning," spoke Ben, r apidly. "Here, give me your handkerchief. I'll tie it to my own to tie around the arm." "Just one second/' begged Nance "I'll do better than that." She darted nimbly away, behind a great tree. She came back with an under petticoat in her hands. "Tear this up," she said, briefly. "Hurrah! Just the thing!" vented Ben. Hurrying back, he thrust this stick through the loop and began to twist. With every twist of the stick in the loop Freema n brnught that loop tighter and tighter. "You're trying to cut my arm off!" screame d Herr Knapp. "It may feel like that," Ben r e torted, briefly. "But it's the only thing that'll stop the flow of blood until you can reach a doctor This is your only hope for life, map., so keep as quiet as you can." At last our hero had the loop twisted as tight as it could be made, completely shutting off the flow of blood through the arteries below the elbow. At the same time, the stick now ran in the same direc tion as the arm. W1th more strips from Nance's petticoat the boy la s hed the stick fast to the arm near both ends. "There," said Ben, settling back on his haunches and s urveying his work. '"I'hat isn't a very handsome-lqoking job, but the loss of blood is stopped now, Herr Knapp. Probably a doctor can fix you up. "Why did you do it?" asked the German, curiously. "Oh, you're a human being," Ben answered, carelessly "You think I will Ii ve ?" "If you reach a doctor who knows his business." "Ach You have a good heart, after all, Herr Free man. r sha ll not forget you." "Now, on the whole," smiled Ben, grimly, "I think I would rather you did forget me." The inventor groaned "Nance," directed the youth, "help me, if you can, to lift this
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24 IN FOOL'S PARADISE. "No, I haven't! Jim Cosby, the ex-tramp, has told me more than evEV you'd have told me. And to -night! We were within an ace of being blown to bits, yet you haven't whimpered once." "Why should I?" "I don't know," Ben admitted, candidly. "But most girls would have flunked, and a good many fellows, too on toward the village. He not wait, for fear, perhaps--" "That I'd be ugly and vengeful, as soon as I was clea r of the young lady?" fi,nished Freeman. "Poor Knapp, what a poor idea he had of me!" "Very few enemies would be forgiving enough to bind up the wounds of the attempted assassin," murmured the professor. Professor Ferguson was in his library. In his utter absent-mindedness it had not occurred to "Well, sir, we can do nothing by remaining here, so I'm him that Nance had not come home with him until he saw! going to see you back to your door, sir, if you don't object." the two young people walking into the room. I "You wish to make sure that I don't forget to return to Then the profess01; quickly found something still more my child?" smiled Professor oung man, I astonishing to think about as he listened to the marvelous do not blame you, after my foolish break this even.mg. A tale that the two young people told him. I break, too, by the way," he added, sadly, "that cost one "I must hurry back to the poor rascal, now," finished man dear Ben. "If you're thinking of Knapp," Ben objected, "don't! "Bless me, I'll go with you," proposed the professor. "You won't forget to come home again, will you, sir?" laughed Ben. "No, I think not," the professor replied, soberly As they were leaving the house Nance s tepped fotward, giving Ben's hand a swift, fervid grip. "Thank you," she murmured. "For what?" "For being so brave and unconcerned, for having the presence of mind that saved :us from that awful death." To-night's affair didn t turn out so badly. If Knapp hadn't had this chance, he might have found another where he d have had things all his own way." Ben saw Profe s sor Ferguson as far as the latter's door step, then, with much, indeed, to think of, strolled quickly back to the hotel. "I'll 1g6 up and see how Dan s feeling," thought the boy, as he crossed the hotel office to the elevator. "Going upstairs to get dressed?" grinned the elevator boy. "Dressed?" queried Ben. "What do you mean? I'm going up to see my friend, Mr. Broqks." "Humph!" uttered Ben,, drily. "That wouldn't be h f b b t ,, "Then I guess you don't know," grinned the elevator muc or any man to rag a ou b Yet he was wonderfully happy as he through h t .,,, now w a r the woods with the professor. , B h h h d th t th b h lt d t t better take a trot to the ladies parlor and see ut, w en t ey reac e e spo e oy a e emp -h t' d th ,,, w a s omg ere ed to rub his eyes. F'll d 'th t h t h uld "t I e wi a s range m1sgivrng, over w a e co n Herr Knapp was no longer there. understand, Ben Freeman turned and made his way hast" I'd think it all a dream," Ben declared, "only there's ily to the ladies' parlor. the pool of blood. And here's what's left of my knife. / "Strange wedding, isn't it?" he heard one man ask an-Whew It must have gone straight up in the air and come other, as he crossed the hotel lobby. down" "Well, she s hooked him at last," laughed the other. "The bomb," declared Professor Ferguson, "was made, Then Ben looked in through the door of the parlor-then, of one of the explosives whose whole force, on dis: and staggered. charge, is upwards. account for the fact that you There stood Den Brook s,. leering and s lightly mo;e tipsy and Nance were not 1IlJUred and that the German lost than when our hero la s t saw him. only his uplifted hand." At hi s side, s miling sweetly, wa s Jes sica Holland,, at"Then, if that infernal bomb had s truck ground at tired all in white. our feet--" shuddered the boy. And over beyond at a table st'ood a man whom our hero "You two young people would have been torn to knew-the local justice of the peace. shreds!" replied the professor, als o with a shudder. "Bless That gentleman learned in the law was leoking through me! How strange the tale all seems! If I didn't know. his book, hunting for the place of the marriage s ervice. Nance to be so truthful, I might suspect that you young "Oh, we'll be married in two minutes now," leered Den people had been romancing." Brooks to a woman guest of the hotel, who _was congratu" There's the blood there-almost a quart of it," relating the couple. "Had a little spat, you know, Jessica turned Ben, drily. "You can't get around that, profesand I. But we made it up. And now we're going to be sor But what can have become of Knapp?" happy forever after, as the story books say!" "Why, it seems certain replied Professor Ferguson, Thunderation !" was all startled Ben Freeman could "that he found he had strength enough to rise and hurry gasp.

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IN FOOL'S PARADISE. 25 CHAPTER XI. BEN TRIES THE STRONG HAND. It was a facer-a paralyzer "Tricked-joshed-jobbed!" Ben gulped down in the instant of dismay. Then the almost admiring tribute burst from him: "Jessica's a wonder!" Could the wedding be stopped? Hindered? Delayed? Ben knew better than to try to do anything wild, by mere force. Nor could he make any scene. Den, in hi s maudlin condition, would only order his chm:Jt expelled from the room. "Jimminy !'.' gurgled Ben, then turned and fled. Fled-but not to defeat. For Ben Freeman's style of fighter i s never truly defeated until he is dead. "They didn't see me in the parlor. I hope they won't hear I'm around," he quivered, as he raced for the porch. Out on the grounds just beyond the porch our hero had exchanged nods with Jim Cosby, the ex -tramp, as he en tered the hot el a little while before. "Yes; there was Jim, st ill near at hand, s trolling down the driveway toward the gate. "Jim! Here! On the jump!" bawled Ben, as he leap ed down the steps. "What's up, boss?" demanded Cosby as they met. "Don't stop to a'sk questions, Jim, but run to the s table. Get a pair of horses and a covered hack. You'll drive yourself-'-understand? And give this five-dollar bill to the stable hands. Tell 'em there's more coming. And remember I don't want any driver but you. Meet me at those bushes down by the gateway! !" B e n 's feverish eyes, his :flushed face, hi s quick, sharp breathing said even more than his words. \ Jim didn t comprehend, but he didn't need to. He was away on the jump. And now Ben, having reached the appointed meeting place, pulled out a note-book and a fountain-pen. "Lucky that Den doesn't know my h andwriting !" breathed the hurried youngster, as he wrote. It didn't take long, for Ben wrote at lightning speed, barely tble as he was to see a single character that he penned. "Forgery-and something mor e dangerous still!" he panted, a s he finished and dropped the pen back in a pocket. "But I can't help it! This is a case where I've got to take the only, single chance that there seems to be left. Lighting a sma ll wax match, he held it over the paper as he hastily scanned what he had written: "Dear 'Mr. Brooks: "Your has just died, leaving you sole heir to his enormOU!'J fortune-but und er certain conditions. These must be met at once. I am aware tha.t your wed ding is about to take place, and I don't want to come on the scene with the news of a death. But I must see you f mtside, and at orn;:e. Come. without an instant's delay, even if in the middle of the service I must get your instructions and get the next train to town in order to carry out the conditions o:f. the late Mr. Grant's will. Don't keep me waiting a second. Caine to me on the run! "J. F. Wright, Attorney-at-Law." A clatter of hoofs, a rumble of wheels! Jim Cosby; true to his task, was driving up now at a gallop. "Here you are, Jim," breathed the young plotter. "Take thi s in to the ladie s' parlor, and see that it gets into Mr. Brooks's hands, even if you have to interrupt the service. You needn't be particular about the lady seeing it, but she can if she insists. H they ask you if you have seen me, swear that you haven't. Tell them that this note was given to you by a n elderly man who carries a green cloth bag. Tell D e n that the lawyer is in a: dreadful hurry. When you get him outside, make him run here. And don't let anyone else come with him! Now, scoot!" Jim was off, with great leap s while Ben darted back into the bushes. Tortured Ben felt as if hours must have gone by. Ah Now the sound of running feet. "Here they come!" quivered the young plotter. "Yes, that's Den with Jim And nobody with them I Good! Gloriou s-if Jim doesn't balk!" Out of breath, Den halted close bes ide the earriage. "Mr. Wright!" panted Den Brooks. Up out of the bushes rose Ben :Freeman. Den gave a start led little gasp. Grip B en had his chum by the throat, and bore him to the ground. "Jim!" panted our hero. "lilelp me! It's the last chance to save Den Brooks for life!" In a few moments, D e n, without having had any chance to cry out, was bound and gagged, helpless, but boiling over with rage. "Help me to lift him into th e cab, Jim," urged our hero. Den was thrust in on the back seat. Ben Freeman held him there, while he turned to the ex-tramp. "Jim, we can save Den Brooks from something worse'n death, if you will stand by me." "I'll do it," said the ex-tramp, huskily. "You know what we're doing?" "You do, anyway." "I mean-you know it's against the law." "It ain't the fir st thing I've done against the law," declared: Cosby, with a grin. 'Then Ben gave hurried directions for the driving, and got in beside his friend. The cab rolled away, and peering backward through the 'fea r window, saw that pursuit had not yet started. It was out in the deep forest that Jim Cosby halted the cab horses. Now he got down to aonsult with our hero.

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26 IN FOOL S PARADISE. -----------------------------------------------------------------"Where do you want to go now, boss?" asked the ex"Grac ious! That looks good. I'll eat some myself," tramp. uttered our hero. "Jim, in your road days around through this country While Jim was. getting things ready in that quiet cellar1 you must have picked up a knowledge of where the lonely, Ben reached over and unloosened the gag from Den's unoccupied houses are?" mouth. ,Jim scratched his head. "Breakfast with us, old chap?" he inquired, pleasantly. "Say," he remarked at last, "I think I know the pla ce." "You'll be eating your breakfast behind bars before "It's lonely enough?" long-both of you!'[ roared Den Brooks. "Right in the woods." "Most likely," assented Ben, as he dipped into the grub ".P.nd strong enough?" 1 a nd began to eat with great relish. "Well," grinned Jim, "there's one strong cellar room Den r e lap sed into s norting silence. that ha s n t got any windows-nothing but a trap door." He only scowled when he was offered food. "I guess that's the place, then." Ben, finished at l ast, rose to climb.up through the trap. N adding, Jim went back to the box and drove on. "Keep a mighty close eye, won't you, Jim?" urged Ben. Within a few m_inutes h e halted once more. Stay here with the young man until I come to you again. "This is the nearest the road goes to th e place," he an-Good-by-and be vigilant !" an hour later, Just at the darkest moment before nounced, opening the ca, b door. "Help me get him out, then." dawn, Ben Freeman left the cab on the hi ghway not far Jim replied by hoisting the helpless young Mr. Brooks from the hotel. up on to one of 11is s hould ers "Those horses will know eno u gh to go back to the stable In silence Jim l ed the way und e r the trees. by themselves," Ben reflected, as he left the rig. Jim stopped at l ength before the house, an old but not For himself, he didn't go around to the main e ntrance. yet story-and-a-half hou se, whos e window s Instead, our hero dodged in at one of the servants' e ntrances. were boarded up L h' h b d th d J' t At that early morning hour he passed two of the seraymg 1 s um an ur e n on e groun im w e n t h h t h' d D . van s as e urneCL o is rooms-an e n s around the house, and soon r eappeared, openmg the door. B 1 t h. lf . l l th kl t th ,, en e 1mse m qu1c< y, en as qmc y pu e Well have to take one of them cab li ghts for a lamp, .,.1 1 k 1 d d D t d C b aouo e oc on us oor an on en s. sugges e os Y 1 "They can t get in by the windows. It's too high up, "And, a.s long as we're up the Jaw unless they use l adders," reflected our h ero keep the light, and also the car nage robes, until this thing I Then with a smile he l aid out on a bureau the food he eith e r blows over or l ands us in prison." I had wit h him the detention-pen in the They carried Den lowered him into the cellar woods. 0 through the trap made comfortabl e on the carriage 'rlie heavy tread of feet soun ded now in the hallway. robes, and there they left him. Rap-a-tap-tap! sounded on the door, followed by the "Now, Jim, I want you to go to the nearest telegraph hail of: station-not at the hotel town-and send a message for "Open in the name of the law!" m e At this time of the night you'll have to wake the wanted?" called Ben, coolly, throu g h the door. ope r a tor up. But get him up and make him send my "You are!" answered the voice. "I'm John Davis, mes sage throu g h, no matter what you have to pay. And, deputy s h e riff of this county, and I want you for abduc as I haven't mu c h money l eft, and you may need a good tion !" bit-why, we'll hav e to borrow Den's purse." Ben r eac hed down, s lipp ed a hand into Den's coat and
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IN FOOL'S PARADISE. 27 "Have you a warrant for me? If you have, I'll trouble "Now, I guess we've got you, young man," dedared you to break the door in. you h aven't a warrant, then Deputy Davis. you know well e nough the risk you run in breaking down "Yes; if you really want me," smi led B e n. "But this the door." gentleman is Mr. G rant, and h e is the guardian of Den "We can arrest you on s u spicio n, without a warrant," Brooks, who Won't be of age for a few months yet. So I announced the deputy s h eriff guess it would be as well to wait until Mr. Grant and I "What hav e you done with my husband?" screamed have had a tal k before you go any fur ther." J essica, as the officers paused, baffled. "And I want that talk quick!" blazed Mr .. Grant. "Your "Didn't know you had one, ma'am," Ben replied, with very remarkab l e telegram, declared that you mock politenes s had forcibly abd11cted my ward in order to save him from "He would have' been my husband in two minutes a. mistake." more," shr ill ed Jessica. "Gentlemen," said Ben, turning to the deputies, "you "Come, come," broke in Deputy D0avis. "Open this may take the key, if you wish, as a guarantee that I won't door." lock the door again But I really want a few minutes' "It doesn't suit me to just now," yawned Ben. private talk with Mr. Grant." "If you had a warrant, you could break that door in," "I guess there can be no harm in that," nodded Grant, cried J essica, eagerly. ,. turning to the deputies. "Yes, ma'am," nodded Davis. He was a :fine-looking, elderly man, this guardian of ."Couldn't I swea r out a warrant before the justice?" the boy who had lived on Easy Street in Fool's Paradise. pressed tbe girl. B e n, left to himself, was by no means at a loss for "Yes, ma'am ." words. He. went rapidly through his story during the "Then come! At lea st, one of you stay here and the te lling of which Mr Grant's 109k of amazement gradually other come with me while I swea r out that warrant!" deepened. But at length that gent leman jumped up with cried the girl, tremulously. outstretched hand "And, while you go with the young lady, officer," called "Free TI{ an, you're the cleanest c ut, clearest-headed down Ben, from his perch at the transom "you n;i.ight youngster I've ever met. You're the right friend for my just as well tell her that, if she swears out a warrant, and dear lad. You've no notion, Freeman, how I love that then pan't prove what she charges in it, she'll be liable to boy, fool though he may be in some respeCts. But you'll imprisonment herself for false arrest." be the making of him, if you'll stick to him. And I'll see "Is that t rue?" hissed Jessica, turning to Davis. that you don't lose by it. "Yes, ma'am," replied the deputy "I guess we can ask the deputies in now?" smiled Ben. Jessica's overwrought nerves could bear no more. "By all means, my dear fe llow." Breaking into a :fit of weeping, she fled down the corri-, Ben stepped to the door and opened it. Jessica. stood dor, followed by Davis, while the other remained there, too, restrained by the deputies from entering the on guard before the door'. room. Closing the transom, Ben sprang lightly to the floor, I "Come in, Ben hospitably, "and turned 'and surveyed his smiling face in a mirror, and then let the lady come m, too, if she Wishes." seate d him self ln a chair, with a book he found, to kill j' J essica entered, with the scornfu l look of a tragedy time. queen. But Mr. Arthur Grant left no room for guessing. At noon he lunch ed on the provision s he hau brought He took the floor in st antly, and h e ld it. with him. "Officers/' announced Mr Grant, "Den Brooks is not Then he killed more time un til the middle of the afterof age I am his legal guardian . These are facts that can noon. be easily proved. As hi s guardian, I fully, wholly and At last there came a very sharp knock at the door. I unreservedly approve of the acts of Mr. Benjamin Free"Who's there?" called Ben. man. You will realize, therefore, that no charge of "Mr. Arthur Grant." abduction, or other charge, will hold against Mr. Free "Just wait there a minute, please, until I have a look at you." From the transom B en s ur veyed the man who stoo d before the door. "Yes, you're Mr. Grant all right," anno un ced the boy. "Wait a second, and I'll let you in." Dropping to the floor, h e lmlocked the door to his impatient caller. In right after Mr. Grant the two deputy sheriffs pushed their way. man." "But have I no rights?" broke in J essica "Who are you, madam?" asked Mr. Grant, mildly, as he looked at h er "I was sta nding before a justice to be married to your ward when this outrage occurred," s h e cried, tensely. "While a minor may marry without the consent of his guardian Or parent," responded Mr. Grant, "he cannot marry after the or guard,ian express ly forbids the marriage. And I do forbid the martiage I"

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[N FOOL'S PARADISE. "Why?" demanded Jessica, looking at the old man with "Coming around, sir, thank you," came the wheezy flaming eyes. answer. "The kid knocked me out. But I'm getting my Mr. Grant hesitated. Plainly it did not come easy to breath, sir." him to utter words that should hurt a woman's feelings. Then, once more that day, Mr. Arthur Grant took the "I-I think it enough to say," he responded, finally, floor. and in a very mild voice, "that, when a young woman is In a s hort time he had made Den realize how fully Ben ready and willing, even eager; to marry a young man who was his friend. is at the time tipsy, then the young man, at least, is not "I'll step out of Fool's Paradise now, then," grinned making a wise choice. I .am very sorry to say it, madam, D en, sheepishly. "Will you take my hand, Ben?" but : since my ward will not be able to marry you against "Of course I will, old chap," cried Ben, delightedly. my orders during the next few months, I now notify you, "And Ben Freeman will stick to you, after this, if I in the presence of these witnesses, that I forbid the marcan offer him enough financial inducement," cried Mr . riage !" Grant. Jessica's face had grown paler and paler as she listened Den's grit never faltered after that sudden coming into to the mild bu t stinging words, and allowed Deputy Davis manhood. to lead her away and he turned her over to her aunt,"whom He and just a little older, both of them, are still met in the corridor: fast friends. : ( "And now for that poor, dear lad!" cried Mr. Grant. Ben is also Nance Ferguson's husband, by the way. Smiling as the other deputy left the room, Ben furned Den, wholly cured of his brief infatuation for Jessica and rang. To th, e servant who answered he gave direcHolland, also forgot his love for Nance when he met her tions to call a carriage., chum, Mildred Hoyle. He and Mr. Grant drove over the route of the night So Den is married, too, and safely at last. before. It was Mr. Arthur Grant who provided Ben with a com. Stopping at the same point, they walked on to the house. fortable little fortune that enab l ed him to marry comAt Ben 's summons Mr. Jim Cosby opened the door. fortably. "Hq_w is the young ma n ?" whispered Ben. Nance, too, received a substantial amount of her own "Raging," replied Mr. Cosby, calmly, as he took his as a wedding gift. pipe from between his teeth. "He has been daring me to Herr Knapp didn't die. But his softening brain carset his hands and feet free so as he can thrash me way ried him to an insane asylum. he says I deserve." Ferd Laylor won his desire to become Jessica's husband. '"It's the first time, sir, that Den has showed grit enough But, in trying to satisfy her many wants, he was led to to really want to fight-and fight a bigger fellow, at that. embezzle another's money. If you'll let me have my way, we' ll encourage him, for He is now in prison, while Jessica, aged early, and her after that fight is through, if it's a gamE) one, the young beauty gone, awaits his release. man's grit will be established, and it'll grow after that." Jim Cosby? He's foreman, on Arthur Grant's "I believe you're right!" murmured Mr. Grant. place, where the two couples he's most interested in spend So our hero ordered Jim : much of their time. "Get down in the cellar, set him free, and give him a Ben's mother and Nance's learned father are members good fight. Don t hammer the life out of him. But make of that same home party. him put up a good game fight for a few rounds, and see that he gets enough punishment to make a man out of him. Mr. Grant will pay you well, if you do the job just right." Grinning, the ex-tramp stepped into the house. There were soon sounds of a liMly fight in the cellar underneath. Five minutes of lively fighting went on down in the cellar. Then the trap shot suddenly open, and Den Brooks came up, smiling, triumphant. But he caught sight of Ben's smiling face, and made a dash for him. "You hound!" gritted Den. "I'll do for you, too, now!" They clinched, but in a twinkling Ben had him down and helpless. "Stop this nonsense, Den-stop it, I tell you!" roared Mr. Grant. Then toward tl;ie tra;p the old man stepped, calling i\0wn : "How are you; Cosby?" THE END. "ONE BOY IN A MILLION; THE TRICK THA PAID," is the title of a rattling good story by Edward N. Fox. It will be published complete in No. 24 of "The Wide Awake Weekly," out next week. "One story in a million," is what you'll very likel1 call it after you get started in it-and it's of the right sort, too. Don't miss this splendid treat in the way of romantic adventure. SPECIAL NOTICE: 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 FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 24 UNION SQUARE, NEW YORK, and you will receive the copies you order by return mail.

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Aztec's Gold. 374 Fred Fearnot and the Cowboy King; or, Evelyn and the "Bad" Men. 375 Fred Fearnot and "Ro ring Bill"; or, The Wickedest Boy In the West. 376 Fred Fearnot and the Boy Prospector; or, The Secret Band of Indian Gulch. 1177 Fred Fearnot and the Banker' s Boy; or, The Lad Who Cornered the Market. 378 Fred Fearnot and the Boy of Grit; or, Forcing His Way to the Top 379 Fred Fearnot and the Diamond Queen; or, Helping the Treasury Department. 380 Fred Fearnot and the White Masks; or, Chasing the Chicago Stranglers. 381 Fred Fearnot at Sandy-Licks; or, Taming a "Bad" Man. 382 Fred Fearnot and the Dru11kard's Son ; or, A Hot Fight Against Rum. 383 Fred Fearnot and the Snake-Charmer; or, Out With the Circus l!' akirs. 384 Fred Fearnot' s Pony Express ; or, A Rough Ride In Texas. 385 Fred Fearnot Held Back ; or, 'l'he Time Terry Falled Him. 386 Fred Fearnot and the Tough Trio; or, Keeping the Peace at Gold Bar. 387 Fred Fearnot and Nobody s Boy" ; or, Helping Along an Orphan. 388 !!' red Fearnot' s Promise; or, Helping a Drunkard's Boy. 389 Fred Fearnot and the Hunted Man ; or, Solving a Queer Mystery. 390 Fred Fearnot and the Girl of Gold ; or, The Femal e "Wizard" of Wall Street. 391 Fred Fearnot and Uncle Josh; or, Saving the Old Homestead. 3'!2 Fred Fearnot and "Long Luke" ; or, The Toughest Man In Texas. 393 Fred Fearnot on the Diamond ; or, Playing Pennant Ball. 394 Fred Fearnot and the Silver Syndicate; or, Beating the Wall Street Sharks. 395 Fred Fearnot's Conquering Stroke ; or, Winning the Sliver Sculls. 396 Fred Fearnot's Summer Camp; or, Hunting In the North Woods 397 Fred Fearnot' s Baseball Boys ; or, Playing In the League. 398 Fred Fearnot and the "Wharf Rats" ; or, Solving a North River Mystery. 399 Fred Fearnot and His No-Hit Game; or, Striking out the Cham pions. 400 Fred Fearnot and the Boot-Black ; or, Giving a Poor Boy Hl1 Rights. 401 Fred Fearnot's Puzzling Curvea ; or, Fooling the League Ba.timen. 361 Fred Fearnot' s Search for Terry, and Terry's Faith In Him. 362 Fred Fearnot and the Temperance Man ; or, Putting Down the 402 Rum Sellers. Fred Fearnot's Game. Triple Play; or, How He and Terry Won the 363 Fred Fearnot's Fight for his Life; or, The Cunning that Pulled 403 Him Through. 364 Fred Fearnot and the Wild Beast Tamer; or, A Week With a 404 Circus. Fred Fearnot New York. and "Ned, The Newsy"; or, The Sharpest Boy In Fred Fearnot and the Farmer's Boy; or, A Greenhorn from the Country. ;165 Fred Fearnot and the Fiddlers' Convention ; or, The Music that Puzzled the Musicians 405 Fred Fearnot and the White Moose ; or, Out on a Strange Hunt. 406 Fred Fearnot's Swim for Life: or, How He Fooled His :roes. 366 Fred Fearnot's Wall Street Game; or, Beating the Brokers. 367 Fred Fearnot and the Wild Mustang; or A Chase of Thirty Days. For sale by all newsdealers, or will be sent to any address on receipt of price, 5 cents per copy, 1n money or postage stamps, by FBA.NK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York. 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These Books Tell You Everything I .! COMPLETE SET IS A REGULAR ENCYCLOPEDIA! Each book consists of pages, printed on good paper, .in clear type and neatly bound in an attractive, illustrated cove r. M?st of the books are also profusely illustrated, and all of the subJects treated upon are explained in such a simple manner that any child. can thoroughly understand them. Look over the list as classified and see if you want to know anything about the subjects mentioned. THESEJ BOOKS ARE FOR SALE BY ALL NEWSDEJALERS OR WILL BEJ SENT BY MAIL TO ANY ADDRESS FROM THIS OFFICE ON RECEIPT O:b, PRICE, TEJN CENTS EACH, OR ANY THREE BOOKS FOR TWENTY-FIVE CENTS. POSTAGE ST.A.MPS TAKEN THl!l SAME AS MONEY Address FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, N.Y. MESMERISM. No. 81. HOW TO l\1ES1\1ERIZT!J.-Containing the most ap proved methods of mesmerism ; also bow to cure all kinds of diseases by ani mal magn e tism, 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 on the hand, together with a full explanation of their meaning. Also explaining phrenqlogy, 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 explaining the most approved metho ds which are employed by the leading hypnotists of the world. y Leo Hugo Koch, A..C.S. SPORTING. No. 21. BOW TO BUNT A.ND FISH.-The most complete hunting and fishing guide ever publi shed. It contains full instruct.ions about gvns, hunting dogs, traps, trapping and fishing, t o gether with descriptions of game 11.nd fish . No. 26. HOW TO ROW, SAIL AND BUILD A BOAT.-Fully illuttrated. Every boy should know how to row and sail a boat. Full instructions are given in this little book, together with instructio ns on swimming and riding, companion sports to bo ating. No. 47. HOW TO BREJAK, RIDE AND DRIVE A HORSE.A complete treati se on the horse. Describing the most useful horse!! for busin ess, the best horses for the road; also valuable recipes for diseases pecaliar to the horse. No. 48. HOW 'l' O 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 DREAM BOOK.Containing the great oracle of human destiny; also the true m e an ing of almost any kind of dreams, together with charms, ceremonies, and curious games of c a rds. A complete book. No. 23. HOW TO EXPLAIN DREAMS.-Everybo dy dreams, from the little child to the aged man and woman This little book &ives the explanation to all kinds of dre ams together with lucky and unlucky Jays, and "Napoleon's Oraculum," the book of fate. No. 28. HOW TO TELL FORTUNES.-Everyone is desirous of knowinc what his future li fe will bring forth, wheth e r bappines or misery, wealth or poverty. You can tell by a glance at this little book. Buy one and be convinced. Tell your own fortune. Tell the fortune of your friends. No. 76. HOW TO 'rELL FOJt'l'UNES BY THE HAND. Containing rules for telling fortunes by the aid of lines of the hand, or the secret of palmi s try. Also the secret of telling future events by aid of moles, marks, scars, etc. Illustrated. By A. Anderson. ATHLETIC. No. 6. HOW TO BECOME AN A.THLE'.rE.-Giving full instruction for the use of dumb bells, Indian clubs, parallel bars, horizonta l bars and various other methods of developing a good, healthy muscie; containing over sixty illustrations Every boy can become strong and healthy by following the i nstructions contained in this little book. No. 10. HOW TO BOX.-The art of self-defense made easy. Containing over thirty illustrations of guards, b l ows, and the dilferent positions of a good boxer. Every boy should obtain one of these useful and instructi"Ve books, as it will teach you how to box without an instructor. No. 25. HOW TO BECOME A GYMNAST.-Containing full instructions for all kinds of gymnasti c sports and athletic exercises. Embracing thirty-five illustrations. By Professor W. Macdonald. A handy and useful book. No. 34 HOW TO FENCE.-Containing full instruction for fencing and the us e o f the broadsword; also instruction in archery. Described with twenty-one practical illustrations, giving tbe best positions in fencing. A complete book. TRICKS WITH CARDS. No. 51. BOW TO DO TRICKS WITH CAR;::"IS.-Containing explanations of the general principles of sleight-of-hand applicable to card tricks ; of card tricks wit h ordinary cards, and not requhfog sleight-of -ha nd ; of tricks involving sleight-of -hand or the use of specially prepared cards. By Professor Haffner. Jllustrated. No. 72. HOW TO DO SIXTY TRICKS WITH CARDS.-Em bracing all of the latest and most deceptive card tricks, with il lustrations. By A. Anderson. No. 77. HOW .ro DO FORTY TRICKS WITH CARDS. deceptive Card Tricks as performed by leading conjurol'lt and mag1c1ans. Arranged for home amusement. Fully illustrated. MAGIC. No. 2. HOW TO DO TRICKS.-The great book of magic and card tricks, containing full instruction on all the leading card tricks of the also most popular magical illusions as performed by oui; lea?mg magicians ; every .boy should obtain a copy of this book, as 11. will both amuse and instruc t. No . 22. HOW TO DO SECOND SIGHT.-Heller's second sight explamed by his former assistant, Fred Hunt, Jr. Explaining how the secret dialogues were carried. on between the magicia11 and the boy on the stage; also giving all the codes and signals. The only authentic explanation of second sight. No. 43. BOW TO BECOME A MAGICIAN.-Containing the ?f magi c al illu sions ever placed before the pubhc. Also tricks with cards. incantations, etc. No. 68. HOW TO DO CHEMIOAL T.lUCKS.-Containing over one hundred highl y amusing anq instructive tiicks with chemicals. By A Anderson Handsomely illustrated. No. 69. HOW TO DO SLEIGHT OF HAND.-Containing over fifty or the latest and best t ricks used by magicians. Also oontain mg ,the secret of second sight. Fully illustrated. By A. Anderson. No., 70. HOW '.1'0 M;\KE MAGIC TOYS.-Containing full d1rect10ns for makmg Magic Toys and devices of many kinds By A. Anderson. Fully illustrated. No. 73 .. HOW: TO J.?O TRICKS WITH NUMBERS.-Showing many cunous tricks with figures and the magic of number. By A. Anderson. Fully illustrated No. 75. HOW TO BECOME A CONJUROR. Containing .tricks with Dominos, Dice, Cup s and Balls Hats etc. Embracin& thirty-six illustrations. By A. Anderson. ' No. 78. HOW TO DO THE BLACK ART.-Containing a com plete description of the mysteries of Magic and, Sleight of Hand, togethe r with many wond e rful experiments. By A. Anderson. Illust1ated. MECHANICAL. No. 29. HOW '.1'0 AN boy how Tins book explains them all, example;: Ill electri,c1ty, hydraulics, magnetism, optics, pneumatics, mechamcs, etc. 'Ihe most instructive book published. No. 56. HOW TO BECOME AN ENGINEER.-Containing full instructions ho. w to pro cee d in order to become a locomotive en gi?eer; also diri:cti.ons for buildi,ng a model locomotive; together with a full des cr1pt10n of everytbmg an engineer should know. No. 57. BOW TO MAKE MUSICAL INSTRUMENTS.-Full directions 'how to make a Banjo, Violin, Zither, Ailolian Harp Xylo ph one and other musical instruments; together with a brief de scription of nearly every musical instrument used in ancient or modern times. Profusely illustrated. By Algernon S. Fitzgerald, for twenty yearn bandmaster f the Hoyal Bengal Marines. No. 59 HOW TO MAKE A MAGIC LANTERN.-Containing a description of the lantern, together with its history and invention. Also full directions for Its use and for painting slides. Handsomely illustrated. By John Allen. No. 71. HOW. TO DO MECHANICAL TRICKS.-Oontalning complete instructions for performing over sixty Mechanical Trick11. By A. Anderson. Fully illustrated. LETTER WRITING. No. 11. HOW TO WRITE LOVE-LETTERS.-A most com plete little book, containing full directions for writing lovii-lettel'll, and when to use them, giving specimen letters for young and old. No. 12. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS TO LA.DIES.-Giving complete instructions for writing l etters to laaies on all subjects; also letters of introduction, notes and r equests. No. 24. HOW TO WRITE LE'l"I.'ERS TO GENTLEMEN.Containing full directions for writing to gentlemen on all subjects also giving s ample letters for instruction. No. 53. HOW TO WRITEJ LE1.'TERS.-A wonderful little book, telling you bow to write to your sweetheart, your father mother, sister, brother, employer; ana, in fact, everybody and any! body y o u wish to write to. Every young man and every young lady in t he land should have this book. No. 74. HOW TO WRITE LETTERS CORRECTLY.-Con. taining full instructi-0ns for writing lette rs on almost any subject als o rules for punctuation and composition, with specimen letters'.

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THE STAGE. N o 41. T Hl!l BOY S O F NEW YORK E N D MEN'S JOKE BOOK.-C ontaining a graat variety of the latest j o k e s used by the m o s t f amo u s en men No amateur minstr e l s is &omp lete withou t this wouderfnl littl e book. No. 42. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK STUMP SPEAKER C o n tai!1in g a varied asso,rtn:ent o f speeches, Negro, Dutch and IrJSh A l so end mens J okes. Just the thing for home amuse ment and amateur shows. No. 45. THE BOYS OF NEW YORK MINSTRE L GUIDE AND JOKlil new very instructive. Every bo y sho u ld obtam this book, as \t contams full instructions for o r ganizi n g an amateu r minstrel t r oupe. No. 65. l\IULDOON'S JOKES.-This is one of the most origina l ;joke eve r publi shed, and i t is brimful of wit and humor. It contams a large collection of songs, jokes, conundrums, etc., of T errence Muldoon, the great wit, humorist, and practical joker of the day Every boy who can enjoy a good substantial joke should e>btain a copy immediatelv No 79. m;nv TO BECOME AN ACT9R.-Containing comJ>lete m struct10ns how to make up for "l"'anous characters on the with the duties of the Stage Manager, Prompter, Scemc Artist_ and Property !\Ian. By a prominent Stage l\lanager. No. 80 GUS WII,LIAl\IS' JOKE BOOK.-Containin,g the lat est j o k es, a necdotes and funny stories of this world-renowned and ev e r popu lar German comedian Sixty-four pages; handsom e colore d cove r containing a half-tone photo of the author. HOUSEKEEPING. No. 1 6 HOW TO KEEP A WINDOW GARDEN.-Containing full instructions for constructing a window garden either in town or country, and the mos t approved methods for raising beautiful fiowers at home The most complete book of the kind ever pub li shed N o 80 HOW TO COOK.-One of the most instructive books o n c ooking ever published. It contains recipes for cooking meats fish, g ame, a n d oysters; a lso pies, puddings, cakes and all kinds of pastry, and a grand collection of recipes by one of our most popular co o k s. No. 3 7. HOW TO KEEP HOUSE.-It contains information for e ver.ybody, boys, girls, men and women; it will teach you how to I make almost anything around the house, such as parlor ornaml' ts brac ke ts, cements, Aeolian harpe, and bird lime fo r catching birds.' ELECTRICAL. No. 46. HOW TO MAKE AND USE ELECTRICITY.-A de e cription of the wonuerful uses of electricity and electro magnetism; to gethe r with full instructions for making Ele b e c ome a good speaker, reader and elocut ionist. Also contai ning gems froDl a.II the popular !lllthor s of p r ose and p oet r y, arrange d in the most simple and concise manner possible "" No. 49 .. HOW TO DEBA'.rE.-Giving rules for co nducting de bates, outlines for debates, questions fo r discuss ion and the ben sources for procuring in fo rmation on t he q uesti o n s i:'ive n. SOCIETY. No. 3. HOW T O arts and wil es o f flirtation are fully expluil'!ed by this littl e book Besides the variou s meth o ds of ba.r.dkerch1ef,, fan. glove, parasol window and hat flirtation i t con a .full l ist of the language and sentiment of flowers, w hic h is 10.teresting to everybody, both old a n d you n g. Y ou cannot be hapuy w1th<>ut one. No. 4. HOW 'l'O DANCE is the title of a new and handsome li.ttle .book just issued by !<'rank Tousey. It contain:; fnll instruc t10ns m the art of danci.ng, etiquette in the ball-room Rnd at parties, how to drE>ss, and full directions for calling o[ in ai1 vopular square dance d No. ? HOW TO MAKEJ LOVE.-A complete guide to l ov e, and ma;Tiage, giving sensible advice, rules 11nd etiq uette to be observed, with, many c u rio u s and inter est ing t hings not gen f::rally known. No. 17. HOW .ro DRESS.-Contaiuing full instruction in the art of dressing and appearing well at home and abroad g i v ing the selections of colors, material. and how to have t h em made up. No. 18. HOW TO BECOl\IE BIDAUTIFUL.-One of b;ightest and. most valuable littl e books Pver given to the WOr)d. Everybody w1Shes to kn o w how to b e come beautiful, both mal e and female 'l'he s ecret is simple, and almost costless Read this book and be convinced how to become beautiful. BIRD S A N D ANIMALS. No. 7. HOW .ro KEEP BTBDS.-Handsomely ill ustrat ed and containing full instructions for ti.e management a n d traini ng o f the canary, mo c kingbird, bobolink, b l ack!Jirq, paroque t, parrot, etc. No. 39. HOW TO RAISE DOGS, POULTRY, PIGEONS AND RABBITS.-A useful and instructive book. Handsom e l y illus trated. By Ira Drofraw. No. 40. HOW TO !\I.AKE AND SET TRAPS.-Inc luding hints on how to catch moles, weasels, otter, rats, squi r re l s a nd birds. Also how t o cure skins. Copiously illustrated. B')> J. Harrington Keene. No. 50 HOW TO STUFF BIRDS AND ANIMALS.-A valuable book, giving instructions in collecting prep aring, m ountinr and preserving birds animals and insects. No .. 54. '.rO KEEP AND l\IANAGE PETS.-Giving com as to the m _anner an.d method of raising, k ee p i ng, tammg, bre e dmg, and managmg all kmds of pets ; also g i v ing full !nstructi_ons for m!'lkin!l' cages, etc. Fully explained liy twenty-eight makmg rt the most complete boo k of the kind ever pubhshed. No. 64. HOW T O MAKE ELECTRICAL M'ACHINEJS.-Con taining full (lirections for making electri cal machines, induction coils, d ynamos, and many novel toys to be worked by electricity. B y R. A R. Bennett. Fully illustrated. No. 67. HOW '1'0 DO ELECTRICAL TRICKS.-Containing a MIS C ELLANEOUS. lar g e co llecti o n of instructive. and highly amusing electrical tricks, l'fo 8. HOW TO BECOME A SCIENTIST.-A u s eful and in t o geth e r with illustrations. By A Anderson. stn.ictive b ook, givi!1g a compl_ete treatise o!1 chemistry; a l s o ex ENTE RTAINMENT. perI!Jlents 1n aco:rst1cs mecha01cs, mathematics, chemistry, and di rect1ons for zpakmg fireworks, colored fires, and gas ball o on s Thie N o 9. HOW TO BECOl\IE A VENTRILOQUIST.-By Harry book cannot be equaled. K e.-ne d y The secret given away. Every intellige1,1t boy reading No. 14. HOW TO l\IAKEJ CANDY.-A complete hand-book for this book o f instructi ons, by a practical professor (delighting multi-making a ll kinds of canc!X, ice-crP.am, essences, etcu e tc. tudes eve r y night with his wonderful imitations), can master the No. 8 HOW 'FO B.1190MEJ A:;;r AU'l'11.0R.-Containin g full art, and c reate any amount of fun for himself and friends. It is the mformation regardmg choice of subJects, the use of wo r ds and t he greatest book <'Ver published and there's millions (of fun) in it. manner of preparing and submitting manuscript. Also containi n g No. 20. HOW TO ENTEJRTAIN AN EVENING PARTY.-A valuable information as to the neatness, l egibility and general com v e r y v a lu a ble little book just published. A complete compendium position of manuscript, essential to a successful author By Prince o f games, \SPOrts, card diversions, comic recitations, etc., suitable Hiland. fo r parlor 6 r drawing-room entertainment. It contain:s more for the No. 38. 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THE LIBERTY BOYS OF -'76 A. Weekly Magazine containing Stories of the Revolution. By HARRY BOORE. These stories are based on actual facts and give a faithful account of the exciting adventures of a brave band of American youths who were always ready and willing to imperil their lives for the sake of helping along the gallant cause of Independence. Every number will consist of 32 large pages of reading matter, bound in a. beautiful colored cover. LATEST ISSUES: 265 The Liberty Boys' Terrible 'l'rlp; or, On 'l'lme In Spite ot Everything. 228 The Liberty Boys' Best Act; or, The Capture of Carlisle. 266 The Liberty Boys' Setback; or, Beset by Redcoats, Redskins, and 229 The Liberty Boys on tlie Delaware; or, Doing Daring Deeds. Tories 230 The Liberty Boys Long Race ; or, Beating the Redcoats Out. 267 The Liberty Boys and the Swede; or, The Scandinavian Recruit. 231 The Liberty Boys Deceived ; or, Dick Slater's Double 268 The Liberty Boys' "Best Licks ; or, Woi:,klng Hard to Win. 232 The Liberty Boys Boy Allies; or, Young, But Dangerous 269 The Liberty Boys at Rocky Mount ; or, Helping General Sumter. 233 The Liberty Boys' Bitter Cup ; or, Beaten Back at Brandywine. 270 The Liberty Boys and the Regulators; or, Running the Royalists 234 The Liberty Boys' Alliance ; or, The Reds Who Helped to Cover. 235 The Liberty Boys on the War-Path; or, After the Enemy. 2 B ft .,, t T d 236 The Liberty Boys After Cornwallis ; or, Worrying the Earl. 71 The Liberty oys a er ..,en on; or, The ory Despera o. 237 The Liberty Boys and the Liberty Bell; or, How They saved It. 272 The Liberty Boys and Captain Falls; or, The Battle of RBID-I w sour s Mills 238 The Liberty Boys and Lydia Darrah; or, A Wonderfu oman 8 273 The Liberty Boys at Brier Creek; or, Chasing the Enemy. Warning. 274 The Ltberty Boys and the Mysterious Frenchman; or, The Secret 239 The Liberty Boys at Perth Amboy ; or, Franklin's Tory Son Messenger of King Louis. 240 The Liberty Boys and the "Midget ; or, Good Goods in a Small 275 The Liberty Boys after the "Pine Robbers ; or, The Monmouth Package County Marauders. 241 The Liberty Boys at Frankfort ; or, Routing the "Queen's Rang276 The Liberty Boys and General Pickens; or, Chastising the Cheroer1." kees. 242 The Liberty Boys and General Lacey ; or, Cornered at the "Crooked 277 The Lib erty Boys at Black11tock's or, The Battle of Tyger River. Billet 243 The Liberty Boys at the Farewell Fete; or, Frightening the Brltl1h 278 The Liberty Boys and the "Busy Bees ; or, Lively Work all With Fire. Round. 244 The Liberty Boys' Gloomy Time ; or, Darkest Before Dawn. 279 The Liberty Boys 'fd Emily Gelger; or, After the Tocy Scouts. 245 The Liberty Boys on the Neuse River ; or, Campaigning In North 280 Th-$1:;f1ti:ir;:_y Boys' OO-Mlle Retreat; or, Chased from Catawba to Carolina. 281 The Liberty Boys Secret Orders ; or, The Treason of Lee 1 246 The Liberty Boys and Benedict Arnold; or, Hot Work With a 282 The Liberty Boys and the Hidden Avenger ; or, The Masked Man Traitor. of K ipp' s Bay. fli! The Liberty Boys Excited; or, Doing Whirlwind Work. 283 The Liberty Boys at Spring Hill ; or, After Cluny the Traitor. T The Liberty Boys' Odd Recruit; or, The Boy Who Saw Fun In 284 The Lib erty Boys and Rebecca Mottes; or, Fighting With Fire Everything. Arrows. 249 The Liberty Boys' Fair Friend; or, The Woman Who Helped 285 The Lib erty Boys' Gallant Charge; or, The Bayonet Fight at 250 The Liberty Boys "Stumpe d ; or, The Biggest Puzzle of All Old Tappan. 251 The Liberty Boys In New York Bay; or, Diffi cult and Dangerou1 286 The Liberty Boys' Daring Raid; or, Hot Times at Verplanck Work Point. 252 The Liberty Boys Own Mark ; or, Trouble for the Tortu. 287 The Liberty Boys and Simon Kenton; or, Fighting the British 258 The Liberty Bo y s at Newport ; or; The Rhode Island Campaign. on the Ohio 254 The Liberty Boys and "Black Joe"; or, The Negro Who Helped. 288 The Lib erty Boys B eaten; or, Fighting at "Cock Hill Fort. 255 The Liberty Boys Hard at Work; or, After the Marauders. 289 The Lib erty Boys and Maj o r K e lly ; or, The Brave Bridge Cutter. The Lib erty B o ys and the "Shlrtmen" ; or, Helping the Virginia 290 The Lib erty Boys' Deadshot Band; or, Ge n eral Wayne and the Riflemen Mutlneer1 257 The Liberty Boys at Fort Nelson ; or, The Elizabeth River Cam-291 The Lib erty Boys at Fort S chuyler ; or, The Idiot of German palgn. Flats. 258 The Liberty Boys and Captain Betts; or, Trying to Down Tryon. 292 The Liberty Boys Out With Herkimer; or, F ighting the Battle 259 The Lib erty Boys at Bemis Heights; or, Helping to Beat Burof Oriskany. goyne 293 The L i b erty Boys and Moll Pitc h e r ; or, The Brave Woman Gun260 The Liberty Boys and the "Little Rebels ; or, The Boys Who ner. 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"'O ::::; z PJ .WAKE WEEKLY ::s 0 :::s ('O 3 ('O SJ.'ORY EVERY \VEEK ( z c I k I BY THE BEST AUTHORS Price 5 Cents I 3 o-"' 1 COVERS 32-PAGES OF READING MATTER ISSUED EVERY FRIDAY.._ Stories of Adventure in All Parts of the World TAKE NOTICE! .._ This handsome weekly contains intensel y intere:::ting stories of adventure on a great variety of subjects. Each number is replete with rousing s ituation s and lively incidents The heroes are bright, manly fellows, who overcome all obstacles by sheer force of brains and grit and win well merited success We have secured a staff of new authors, who write these sto rie s in a manner which will be a source of pleasure and profit to the reader. Each numb e r has a handsome col ored illustration made by the most expert artists. Large s um s of money are being spent to make this one of the best weeklies ever published ..... Here is a List of Some of the Titles ..... 1 Smashing the Auto Record; or, Bart Wilson at the Speed L ever. By Edward N. Fox. 2 Off the Ticker; or, Fate at a Moment's Notice. By Tom Dawson. 3 From Cadet to Captain; or, Dick Danford's W es t Point Nerve. By Lieut. J. J. Barry. 4 The Get-There Boys; or, Making Things Hum in Honduras. By Fred Warburton. 5 Written in Cipher; or, The Skein Jack Barry Unravelled. By Prof. Oliver O wens. 6 The No-Good Boys; or, Downing a Tough Name. By A. Howard De Witt. 7 Kicked off the Earth; or, Ted Trim's H ard Luck Cu re. By Rob R oy. 8 Doing it Quick; or, Ike Brown's Hustle at Panama. By Captain Hawthorn, U. S N 9 In the 'Frisco Earthquake; or, Bob Brag's Day of Terror. By Prof. Oliver Owens. 10 We, Us & Co.; or, Seeing Life with a Vaudeville Show. By Edward N Fox. 11 Cut Ou t for a n Officer; or, Corporal Ted in the Philippines. By Lieut. J. J. Barry. 12 A Fool for Luck; or, The Boy Who Turned Boss. By Fred Warburton. 13 The Great G aul "Beat"; or, Phil Winston's Start in R e porting. By A. Howard De Witt. 14 Out for Gold; or, The Boy Who Knew the Diff erence. By Tom Dawson. 15 The Boy Who Balked; or, Bob Brisbane's Big Kick. B y Frank Irving. 16 Slicker than Silk; or, The Smoothest Boy Alive. By Rob Roy. 17 T h e Keg of Diamonds; or, After the Treasure of the Caliphs. By Tom Dawson. 18 Sandow, Junior; or, The Boy Who Looked Puny. By Prof. Oliver Owens. 19 Won by Bluff; or, Jack Mason's Marble Face. By Frank Irving. 20 On the Lobster Shift; or, The Herald's Star R epo rter. By A Howard De Witt. 21 Under the Vendetta's Stee l ; or, A Yankee Boy in Corsic a By Lieut. J. J. Barry. 22 Too Green to Burn; or, The Luck of Being a Boy. By Rob Roy. 23 A Fool's Paradise; or, The Boy Who Had Things E;:tsy. By Fre d Warburton. 24 On e Boy in a Million; or, The Trick That Paid. By Edward N. Fox. For sale by newsdealers, or will be sent to any address on receipt of price, 5 cents per copy, in money or postage stamps, by FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York. IF YOU WANT ANY BACK NUMBERS of our libraries, and cannot procure them from newsdealers, they can b e obtained from thi s office direct. Cut out and fill 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 re-turn mail. POSTAGE S'l'AMPS '.l'AREN 'J'HE SAME AS MONEY . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . FRANK TOUSEY, Publisher, 24 Union Square, New York. .. ... 190 DEAR Srn-find ...... cents for which please send me: ... copies of FAME AND FORTUNE WEEKLY, Nos .......................... '' '' WIDE AWAKE WEEKLY, Nos ................... ................................ " WORK AND WIN, Nos ............. '. .............................. .... " WILD WEST WEEKLY, Nos .................. ........................ ........ " PLUCK AND LUCK. Nos .................................... " SECRET SERVICE, NOS ................................................ " THE LIBERTY BOYS OF '76, Nos ..................................... '' t Ten-Cent Hand Boo l's: Nos ....... ........... ................ . ............... .. Name. . . . . . . . . . ...... Stree t and No .............. Town .......... State .........


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