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G "N oname's" Latest :and Best Stories are Published in Library. t If ,. No. 11. { COJU PLETE.} FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 3i &; 36 NORTH MOORE STREE 'r, NEW YORK. New York, December 3, 1892. IssuED WEEKLY. { l ltiCE } 5 Vol. I Entered according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1892, by FRANK TOUSEY, in. the office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington, D 0. Frank Reade, Jr WITH HIS NEW STEAM HORSE IN SEARCH OF AN ANCIENT'MINE B y "NON AME .'' Mounted upon the ponies, Pomp and B arney started at once after the Stea m Horse. N either had yet abandoned hopes of getting possession o f the Horse once more But the Indians and the S t e a m Horse had got the start of them, and i t did not seem possible to overtake them. 1 1


2 FRANK READE, JR., IN SEAR.CH OF AN ANCIENT MINE. The subscription Price of the ]'RANK READE LIBRARY by the year is $2.50: $1.25 per six months, post-paid. Address FRANK TOUSEY, PUBLISHER, 34 and 36 North Moore Street. Box 27i:l0; Frank Reade, Jr., With His New Steam Horse . IN SEARCH OF .A.N ANCIENT MINE. .I By "NONAME," Author of "Frank Reade, Jr., With His New Steam Horse and the Mystery of the Underground Ranch,'' etc., etc. CHAPTER I. ''By thunder! I should have thought it would!" A PHILl'NTHROPIC MTSSJON. But I tinully succ e eded. Tile Hot'Ee, you s ee, is made upon tbe true model of the equine species, with good proportions. "HELLO strangers!" "The body ia made of plates of steel, cleverly welded and hinged in parts. "Who are ye, an' what in thunder kind of a rig do ye call thatf" In tile body or the Horse is the steam boiler. In its chest is the The last sp e aker was a tall, powerful-framed man, who bestrode a furnace which can be / kept closed tightly, the fuel b e ing coal, which I fine spectmen of the M e xican horse. have stored in th e wagon, but I can bum any fuel. From the jangling spurs at his heels to the broad sombrero which "You will notice tllese armature s and the joint B of the Horse'b legs, shaded his swarthy face and tine, regular featur es, be was a genuine and how nicely they work upon each otiler, and how tbey are all contype of Westerner. ... trolled by small driving rods. There was enough in his face to indicate refinement and gentle These are all controlled and propelled, b oth before and behind, by training. the main driving rod which enters the cylind e r placed upon the wagon But the wild gl e am in his restless eye s and the hauteur of his face shaft. was evid e nce o_f his adventurous nature. "It required, as you can imaginll, no little work to arrange the He sat upon his horse like a statue, and both were, at the moment, working of these joints so as to lmve th e m s y s t e matic, ant! to give upon the or a roll in tbe mighty westero plain. them play and force. His gaze was fixed upon a strange-looking invention not fifty yards "Upon the saddle you will see the indicator and steam register. distant. Between the Horse's ears is the wllistle From the nostrils tlle smoke This was a Steam Horse, with every part made of plates of steel, and is driven out. harnessed to a four-whe e led wagon. S o much for the mechanism of the Steam Hors e N ow for the wagon. Smoke was puffing from the animal's nostrils, steam from the wbia"Notice the tires of the four wheels; they a r e grooved so tlley Will 1 tie valve its ears. not slip on a smoot h surface. But observe particularly bow I It was, in every vart, a clever representation of a horse. make an open or closed vehir.Je.of the wagon." 1 In the wagon were three persons. ) Wonderful!" exclatme

FRANK: READE, JR., IN SEARCH OF .AN .ANCIEN'l' MINE. 3 "Mrs. Barstow bas vainly endeavored to make the bo.ttle of lire," continued Frank; "two months ago I chauce

FRANK l{EADE, JR., IN SEARCH OF AN ANCIEN'l' MINE. "What do you mean!" 1 I But Barney, not to be outdone, retorted: "Wall, afore we leave this place ye may be able ter see fer yerself "Be jalJers it's a foine soldier the naygur is. S hure, the Inks av Thar's tiler most lJeautiful mirage comes up in tllis basin on a hot I him wud scare away the inemy." morninoo that ye ever seen in yer lif e.'' "Golly, don' yo' say nuffiu 'bout looks, I'Ish," Hared Pomp. "If exclaimed Frank. "Then you say the Moqois used to yo' was to hab yo' Coty graf took, dey wud aeher dar'3 put it on expo worship here?" sisbun. De sigbt ob it wud jes gib a sober man de deliringum tre "So thev did, cap'en, an' ye'll find the ruins of their temples all mendoue." around that lake now." "Be jabers, uv yez dare to ins ult me, naygur, I'll sphile the face av Frank was deeply Interested. yez!" criell Barney, belligerently. "I shall take pleasure iu viewing the mirag e," he said. Hub yo aml1't no g oo,J fo' nuffin," scoffed Pomp. "Jes' yo' go "Wall, ye'lllilnt and filth went down the Celt' s throat. He glanced back at 0his f a ithful horse, Cyclone, which had been gal IL nearly strangled him. lopingback of the wagon all tl:.Is way. He gave a convulsiv e clutch at the dirty mop, extractoed it from bis Wall," be said, slowly, mehb e ye want ter push on ter ther cap a cious maw anc.l recovered his lJreath. hills. But 'I'm afcard Cyclone au' I will have ter re s t h,va r f or a Then be let out a terrific Indian y ell and ma d e for Pomp. while." "Begorra, I'll sphile yer fer th a t!" We are in no hurry to push ahead," declared Frank. We may "Ki tlar! Lo o k out f o y o 'se'f, yo'l'iab stuff!" as well sto p here until to-morrow." 1 But Barn e y wa s too furi o u s to look out for anything. Texas Jack seemed ple a sed. H e ru s hed a t the d arky with blazing vengeance. "Good fer you, friend!" he cried. "It will be th e r best thin g we But Pomp w as re ady. kin do, I reck o n Y e s e d a rkn e ss is putty close oute r us au we kin Quick a s a fla sh down went the darky's round woolly head. push on ter-morrer je s t as well." Poihp WJlS not Barne y' s equ a l in a fis t light, but he could butt like a Of cour se," said Frank. Moreover, I'm a nxious to explf!'e this madUenecl r am. hasin bef or e g o ing fiirtb e r." The thickne s s of his sku!! was something prodigi ous. Then it's se ttl e d!" cri e d th e scout. I reckon thar's a likely plac e Barney r e ceiv e d the full benefit of it full in tUe stomach. ter camp over y e n der by tile ch a p a rral.'' The result w a s comic al. At a motion from Frank B a rn e y at once turn e d the Horse in t hiit The Iri s hman' s wind was completely t a ken away. dir e ction. H e sat down like a thous and of bricks, and gidd y 1i ttle aer.olites and In tbe v erge of th e chaparral and but a few yanls from the sandy tlas hing planets o s cillated b e fore his b ewilde r e d vis ion. shores of the lak e c a mp w as mad e For a moment lle was br e athlesd and completely done out. Texas Jack c a red for C y clone his faithful horse. But th e n ext moment be was upon Ilia Then, while Pomp an d B a rney were preparing the evening meal, he His turn c a m e now. and Frank walk e d :!own to th e ed ge of the lake. With a wild yell. hardly equalled by any A p ache savage he made The water was as cle a r as crystal, and of more tuan ordinary an o ther break f or Pomp . ne s s. But the darky was in full retr e at. This iq a curious k i nd or il lake!" de(jare u the scout. ';It's n o t Down the beach went the two j o kers full tilt. easy to tel jest whar ther water comes frol n that f e eds it. Thar is no Pomp was a g ood runn er, but Barney was fully as good. visible inl e t or '' On they ran like two winged !leer. "May the outlet not be underground!" su g gested Frank. 'l'he Celt WDB eager for revenge, and Pomp was just as eager toes" Wall, that's roy belief pard, an' thar's m any curious things about cape it. this llas in thiR 'ere." But retribution was close at hand. sc?ut took Frank's arm and led him a few feet to the rigbt of Barne y' s wrongs were soon to he amply avenged. the1r position. Just ahead and hardly seen by Pomp, a little muddy stream emptied D'ye see that islat)d!" he asked. into the lake. "Yes," replied Frank, noting a small island in the middle of the Its delta was a treacherous mass of deceptive lookmg muck and lake. quicksand. "D'ye see anything }Jeculiar about it?" The darky, when within twenty feet of it saw it and ooue:.sed at its "Not particularly!" replied Frank. character. 0 The scout laughed softly. But it was too late f o r him to stop, even if he had dared to. "Wall, now, ye shall come down hyer with me tc>rnight," he enid, It was a des parate sit uation. "about midnight proper an' th e n I kin show y e why the Apaches and There was but one visible means of eecflpe and that was to leap the many a whi l e mac, too, believes that it is haunted!" muck hole. Haunted! ' gaeped Frank. Barney saw the treacherous spot and divined Pomp's intention just "Yas." in time. What clo ym1 mean?'' He checked his speed at once. "Wafl, hold yer bosses an' lind, out. I'll show ye later!". The next mome"bt the darlnt down he went floundering and struggling into the CHAPTER IU. PRACTICAL JOKING-THE STORM. AFTER supper, while Pomp will! busy disposing or the remains of the repast an;! cleaning up his culinary ute nsils, Frank and Texas Jack took their repeaters and strode away upon an exploring tour around the lake shore. Darkness was close at hand, but this did not deter them. Frank was anxious to explore the Ticinity. From their camp they could see the ruins of a number of the Moqnl temples, anc.l the young inventor was curious to take a look at t!1em. As there were no signs of enemies about, it was deemed safe to go. Barney Pomp were cautioned to remain by the Steam Horse and not to venture away to any distance. Don' yo' be '!raid, Marse Frank.'' declared Pomp. "Dat I'ishman he am too skeered or his shadow fo' to go away, an' I don' fink I bah to stay fo' to look aftah him.'' Frank and Texas Jack laughed. dirty water and filthy muck. 1t wa. fully up to his shoulders, and terrified, Pomp splashed about in a des perate fashion. "Golly, l'se done gwine fo' to sink," he screamed. "Jes' belp dis child out, I'ish. l'se don e fo'-fo' suab." But Barney waq not or this opinion. The Celt thought he bad never seen anything so funny in his life, and he was convulsed with bol3terous lau g hter . "Ho, ho! he, he!" he roared. "Bejabers, that's phwat yez git for sassin' a g intlemanl" "He lp! help!" squealed Pomp. "l'se done gwine fo' to drown ro suah." The darky held up his hands appealingly. But Bamey would not be fooled. "Bllg-orra, yez kain't pull me in too, yez conning old rat!" he cried, scornfully. Jest yez climb out av yesilf. Ye' kin do it an' I'll nevar help yez.'' "Yo' am a big hog!" blustered Pomp, angrily. "Jes' yo' wait till I does get outl"


Fl-tANK READE, JR., IN SEARCH OF AN ANCIEN'r MINE. 5 With this Pomp up null threw a handful of the slime at his parsecutor. As it chanced Barney's mouth was wide open with laughtel at the moment. 'l'he filthy slime struck him full in the mouth and choked him. Spluttering and gasping, Bamey rusheu to the lake to wasll out the filtll from his moutb. Meanwbile Pomp crawled out of the muck hole. He was quite unharme:l, but a much sadder and wiser negro. He vfewed bis bedragglea clothes with disgust. "lain' gwine fo' to do any mo' fooliu'.'' he muttered, resolutely. "It am a suttin' rae' dat it lion' pay one hly bit." "Begorra, that's a good resolusbun, naygur!" cried Barney, return ing from the lake. Yez allus git de wust o! it." "I doan' git uo wuss ob 1t deu yo' does!'' spluttered the darky. "Haw-haw-bawl" roared Durney, a foine thing for yez to say. Sbure yez own muther wudu't know yez now!" Pon1p did not otler to argue this point at all. He started for the lake, pulling o!:llJis clothes as be went. The muck easily washed out of the garmeu ts, and alter rmgiug them ont quite dry Pomp donneti them again lor temporary use, until he could r et urn to the wagon and get dry garments. As he concluded this operation suddenly a diataut long roll of thunder was heard. The western sky was 1:>anked high with ominous black clouds. A terrific storm of the electrical kind was certainly at baud. "Begorra, 1 do believe it is goin' terrain!" cried Barney. "Shure I think we h ad I.Jetther be alte r getting back to the wagon!" Golly, yo' am right, l'ish. What would Marse Frank say if he know we bad gwiue our dis way au' left d e Steam Horse all aionet" Both jokers were not a little alnrmej as wei: as ashamed at this breacll of duty. At once tlle y started on the run to return to the Steam Horse. Darkness was fast sllutting down. The storm came on with almost incredible In what seemed like a fearfully brief space of time the darkness of night had shut down about them, rain fell in torrents and lightning fierce and jugged played ubout the cliffs. Superstitious minds are unable to grasp the realism of a thunder storm. ,.. Both Barney and Pomp were extremely superstitious. The spasms or terror which seized them were of the most terrible sort. Loud wailing cries of fear burst from their lips as they stum bled on. Massy on u&! where am dat Steam Boss?" wailed Pomp. Dis chile am done gwiue fo' to git his call dis time fo' suah." Bejabers, av it ain't the banshee av me forefathers as is bringin' this nil about me!" shrieked Barney, "Ocb hone, phwativer dill I leave the Stheam Hoss for?" Paralyzed w1th awful terror, and scarcely heeding where their foot steps carried them, the two penitent jokers staggered on. The Steam Horse seemed a great ways distant. They could not seem to locate it at all. Bewilderment of the most intense kind seized them. "Och hone, it's lost we are intoirely!" cried Barney. -' the wind hissed and bowled and raved, the rain beat merci lessly down upon them. They were soaking wet, and yet no sign or the StE'am Hor3e. Thunder rolled in awful reverberations, lightuing made jagged paths into the intense darkness. But yet they could not locate the Steam Horse. Despair had seiz ed them when the culmination came. Suddenly Barney caught sight of the outlines or the Horae just ahead. Shure there it is, naygur!'' he cried, joyfully. But the words bad barely left his lips when there was a deep, tlmn derous roar, the heavens seemed rent, the l!ronnd seemed to tremble, and convulsed with terror the two jokers fell up')n their faces. When they re&;ained their feet storm seemed to wane. In a short while the rain partly ceased, objects about became fairly distin gnishable. Then Barney staggere'tl to the lij>Ot where the Steam Horse had been. Howly Mither presarve us!'' he wailed. Shu re, the Steam Horse is :;!;One intoirely!" This was certainly the truth. In some mysterious manner the Steam Horse bad vanished. CHAPTER lV. MYSTERIOUS MANIFE S TATIONS. FRANK READE, JR., and Texas Jack had made their way along the lake shore with rapid strideF. They had soon left a cmple of miles behind th em. They had -no thought of Ganger a nd had reached one of the Moqui temples when suddenly pointed to the western h o rizon. "By ther big bufflers, par c l!" he cried, "that looks like a big storm over yonder. I reckon we'd better not stay about hyar fer too long a time!" ' W.e will start along back very soon," agreed Frank. ' I would like to explore this place a bit first." "All right, pard!" Texas Jack took a serious look at the sky. Then with Frank he approached the Moqui dwelling. It was not a temple, as they had at first supposed, hut a curious shaped pueblo. Frauk entered it and began to examine the rude wc.lls and cham bers. The former home of an extinct rac e!" be mused, in a thou<>htful fashion. 'l'ime has e!Iuced all traces of them eave tbis wretchelheup of ruins." ".Wall, I uuono 'bout that," _saHl the sc out, dou':>tfully. "I've heerd 1t sa1d by old plamsmen thet e1ther a few or the old tribe Jinaer about yer." "' "Indeed!" exclaim e d Frank, in surprise "do you believe that?" "I aiu.1-t prepared ter say. It must be or ther ghosts." Frank gazed keenly at th e old scout and lau<>hed. "Come now, Jack," he said, in a chaffln<> "you are not so foolish as. to believe in ghosts?" ., The scout's f eat ures did not change. "1 believe in anything I mought be able to see with my own eyes," be rleclarea. Well," said Frank, in an amused manner, "what bnve you seen wiLh your own eyes?" Wall, e1tber I have seen the :Moquis or their ghosts, ldunuo wtich!" Frank was int eres ted. He saw that the scout spoke with honest conviction. "Where l!ave you seen them!" be asi,Pd. q uietiy. The scoudnvept his hand toward the lake. "I've seen 'em out thar!" he declared. "On tile islaud?" "No. Walkmg on tber water from tber mainland to ther island'' W ,alking on the water?" Ye3." You are joking?" "No, I ain't." "But that is impossible!" "I allers reckoned it was for human beings. But ho1v about ghosts?" Frank looked keenly at the scout. Then he laughed. "Then you believe they were ghosts?" "Yes." "Well, I don't." "Ye don't, eb!" "No." "Wall, mebbe ye kin tell what they were ben?" "It was either an optical illusion or &lEe there was some trick about it., "Wall, what could the trick be?" The water might be shallow--" Not much. I've measured it to ther depth of forty feet.'' "Do you mean t!Jat?'' "Yes, I do!" Well, Imust say that is all very strange," Frank, coolly. "I am much Interested. But we'll soon find out about the ghosts." Ye'll soon have a chance tcr see 'em; that is, if tlley hain't left these parts." Fran began to explore the pueblo. But darkness was coming on rapidly and Texas Jack exclaimed: "I say, pard, there's a powerful storm coming up from tlle south west. Hadn't we better vemose?" "All right," replied Frank But he lingered yet a moment. It was too late when i}e came out of the pueblo to hope to rear.h the Steam Horse before the storm. The darkness of night had come on with great rapidity. The tbnndE'r rolled and vivid lightning flashed across the heavens. It was a fearful storm indeed, and Texas Jack pulled Frank into one ... or the pueblo rooms. "Jericho!'' he ga&ped. "It's a buster, ain't it?" "You're righ t.'' agreed Frank. "Hear th a t clap of thunder!" "I reckon it's too heavy to la s t VE'ry long." "But what will Barney and Pomp dof" "Do?" exe, made objects quite plain. "Ain't that a pooty s ight!" cr:eJ Texas Jack. "Wall, now, Mr. Reade, what shall we do?" "What, do you mrmn?" agked Frank. "Shall we return to the Steam Hoss or stay hynr!" If we remain here we will have the wonderful opportunity of see ing the ghosts. will we not?" said Frank, with a laug!J. "Ye're clead right."


..... FRANK READE, JR., IN SEARCH OF AN ANClEN'f MINE. "Then we'll stay." Ye don't reckon but that tber nigger nod tber Irishman are all ri<>ht?" to them we will hear from them pretty quick." Frank waa ex t remely anxious to vie w the wonderful spiritut.l man i!estations d e scrib e d o v th e so:;o ut. He did not entertain auy f e ars whatver of Barney ar:d Pomp. He felt that they w e re in a saf e spot, and it would be just as well to leave them there. So the matter was settled. As the time 'vore slowl y by, the two men secreted in the pue blo watched th e surface of the l a ke. "You don't think \he gho s t will walk before midnight!" asked Frank. "I kain't say!" replied the scout ; "tha t will depend on their own notions, I rec k on. Ah, wha t did I t ell ye?" The scout clutched Frank' s arm as b e s poke. He pointed uut across the lake, and whispered shrilly: "Lool at tha t!" Frank did looli: and beheld a thrilling sight. Across the surface of the -lake certainly th e re was a ghostly figure walking. It seemed to trip lightly over the glistening surf:!ce of the water straight toward tbe mysterious island. Whether human being or disembodied, or course the watchers had no chance of knowing. But th e re, across t:1e water, certainly glided a l!'rnnk Reade, Jr., watched the spectacle quietly, but with deepest interest. "WaH, exclaimed the scout, triumphantly, "what do ye think of it now?" The H,2;ure glided into the somber shadows of the island and \liSappeared. "Upon my soul it is very mysterious," acknowledged Frank. Do ye call It a human being?" I can't say!" t "WaH, that's what nobody kin say!" It may be some clever trick or contrivance very easily explained when once understood." "Oh, It's possible!" agreed Texas Jack," but 'tain't probable, pard." Frank, however, saij nothing. He gripped the stock of his rifle. The scout semed to diviDe his thoughts and said: "'Tain't no use." t "Why!" "Ye can't hit 'em!" That is strange!'' Mebbe it's thermoonlight or the distance as spoils ther aim, but :;er can't t.p one on 'em over." Have you ever tried?" "Wall, I never did myseH, I've known good men to." Why have you never tried!/ asked Frank, with surprise. Wall, fer one reason I'm much agin tnkin' IJUmau life. In conrse I dun no but them chaps are enemi es, but I ain't dead sure of 1t. See!" "Which is certainly \lumnr.e and just," said Frank, warmly; ''how-ever, I think I could drop one of them." "How are ye going to do iL?" "Why, take good aim." "What good is yer aim against ther air?" F1ank look e d up in surprise. "Upon my word!" be exclaimed. "1 believe that you regard those ligures as ghosts!" Wall," s aid Texas Jack, hesitatingly, "I'd like ter know how ye're goin' ter regard 'em as anything else ? Frank laughed heartily. "Before we are done, I shall disabuse your mind of that belief," he declared. Wall, p'raps ye will," said the scout. "I'm _open ter conviction." or course you are." "Ah, j est look ot that!" Anoth e r form bad appsared upon the lake. It walked trippingly over the water's surfac& and vanished in the shadows of the island. Then came another and another. In a very short space of time fully a dozen or the strange beings passed over the surface or the lake to the i s lan (t. Frank Reade, Jr., astounded and deeply puzzled, watched the whole transacti on. Texas Jack's face was wreathed in smiles as he watched the young_ Inventor. "Now what do you think of it!" he asked. "I hardly know!" replied Fran!,, iJl a mystified way. Don't ye think tt.ey're ghosts?" No." "But however cud a human being walk over that lake like that!'' "I\e u you there iR some trick about it!" "Trick! Pshaw! I tell ye they're th e ghosts of some of the Moqui Injuns that us A d to live )lyer hundreds of years ago. 1'har ain't il.ny doubt ab out it!" "I'll make a wager that they are human beings!" declared Frank, stoutly. "Tangible llesh and blood. Nothing else!" 1 "I'll take yer on that." But Frank had arisen and was boldly walking clown to the lake shore. Whar are ye goingt" asked the s cont in surprise. Whe re am I rep e ated Frank. "Well, 1'11 tell yon that I am going to solve this mystery. At this particular moment I am about to pay a visit to that island. I will not come back without the truth." CHAPTER V. ON THE I SLAND. TEXAS JACK was dumfounded by this cool d e claration. It was some minutes before Le could regain his compoRure. Then be articulated: "Jericho! You don't mea n it!" I m e an every word of, It!" d e claretl Frank, resolutely. "Bnt tlmr's great risk--" "Of course th e re is. Yet th e r e is no other way. To learn the secrets of that i s land i t must be vis it e d." "1 reekon ye're nght." "Now you can go with me or not, as you choose." 'l'exas Jack hesitated. He was n plucky fellow, and the example set by Frank was enough to s t imul a te him. "All right!'' he cried, im;>Uisively. "I'm with yer!" "Come on, then l" Both crept cautiously along the shore or the lake. Suddenly Texas Jack halted aud clutched Frank' s s:eeve. "Jericho!" he gasped. "What is it!" askeu Frank. "Do ye see that f ' "What?" A light. Jest squint yer eye through that chaparral on this end or the island." Frank complied and with a start he saw that the scout was right There was a weiru, gha&lly sort of light flicke ring through the trees. Shadowy forms seemeu Hitting about by it, and it certainly !ookeLl as if the ghostly visitors to the island were having a guy dance or some kind. The two men watched the scene intently and with a certain kind or awe. Texas Jack shivered. "I reckon if I was you I wouldn't risk gojng over thar," he said, "Why!" asked Frank. Bekase no good will come of it." What har m will come?" Ye kaic't tell. I don't like foolin' with ghosts an' sich like." ''Well," said Frank, coolly, "you need nllt incur the risk." What are ye going ter do?" "I'm going over to the island." How are ye go in' to thar?" "I am going to swim." Frank was alr<>ady divesting himself of a part of his clothing. "Then ye're in real earnest?" exclaimed Jack, shrugging his shoulders. or course I am!" "That settles it. Thar ain't no man kin dare me to go whar he Will." A moment later they were in the water and swimming slowly towar

FRANK .A. DE, JR., IN SEARCH O,F .A.N ANCIENT MINE. 'l There in the moonlight acrosS' the woters of the luke several more of the shullowy forms were seen walking. "It's powerful curus!" exclaimed the scout. "What on airth 1 do ye r.Jckon became of them cusses, Frank!'' The two white men stood spellbound uncl watched them until they hacl reached t he tslaUll at a pomt fur t her below 'l'exas Jack hat! twice rais ed his rifle. "By hookey!" he exclaimed, exc itedly, "I'd jes t like ter know whetht>r they're frie nds or foes. If I thought they were foes, how' nice I cud j est ptck ofl' 'l few av 'em." I .. I woul ln' L risk it!" dec l ared Frank, .. a!Lbough I' am very sure they are foes!" Wall, if ye're sure--" "I will r etract that statement." The scout lau ghe d. "All right, Mister R eade!' he declared. "I'll leave it all with you." "Very well!" agreed Frank. "I say let us go aheau!" "l'm with ye!" At once Frank crept into the chaparral with Texas Jack at his heels. After a time they came into a narrow path, which seeme d to have suffic e d as a path to water for some of the animal l.tullitaes of the island. "Wall," whispet"ed T e xas Jack, after a ,few moments cf flounder ing about in the dense growth, "whenever will we git tbrougtt this 'ere labyrinth?" "It cannot take a g reat willie,'' affirmed Frank. "The island is a small one." "I can't imagine," replied the young inventor. "Wall, let's see if we can't lind out whar 'that lire was .. Both men allvanced to tlle center of the clear;ng, and made an ex amination of the ground. There was the green turf, but with the aid of a pocket lantern Fr&nk was unable to lind any trace cl the rematps of a lire. "W:11l, I swan!" exclaimed the scout, who was now vastly interest ed. "What in tt.e deuce kin it mean? I say, friend R e alle, let's in vestigate this muLLer a little further." "or course we will!" replied Frank. "By ther big bufl:lers let's find out whether them chaps are really gbusts or not." "We will rv.nsack the whole island to find them!" cried Frank. "Wall, go ahead!" "1 thmk we had sep&rate. Yen may go 11long the east shore and I will meet you at the upp er end. What say you?" Frank waited lor an answer but it came not. A deal! silence reigned. Astounded, the young inventor turnell. Texas Jnck had mysteri ously disappeared Be bad vanished as quickly as if the earth hatl opened and swallowed bitn up. Frank Reade, Jr., was completely overwhelmed with horror unci amazement. CHAPTER VI. Wall, I should hope so.'' TilE DISTANT WHISTLE. But suddenly Fmnk paused. THE sensations of Barney and Pomp when they discovered, to "Hold on!" he exclaimed. their horror, that the Steam Horse wus gone, cannot be expreaaed in What is it?" grow led Texas Jack. words. "Look yonder!" For some moments the two faithful servitors stood completely dumThe scout

FRANK READE, JR., IN SEARCH Ol!' AN .ANCIENT MINE. They reared his displeasure, and only rellected that their !irst move must be to lind the Horse. So a way the y s tarted qver the lev e l lloor of the b a sin. Every now and then Baro e y m a de an examina t ion of the ground to IJe' sure that they were going iu the right Lhrecti ou. The trail seemed straight as an arrow-and directly toward a distant grove of timber. For hours the two jokers kept on. Th e y now left the basin he!!.!_nd and entered once more a rolling c o untry. The Los Pino o Hills now se e med to loom up hi:rb and m a jestic. "Fo' d e Lor'!" criei.l Pomp, "how much furi.le r did dat B o ss go, anyway!" "Be gorra, I won t say a w o rrud av notbJU' !Jas happ e n e d to it," d e clared B a rn ey Tlley had a lr e ady covered fully fiftee p m1le s. It was w ell in the night but yet the moon made o b j e cts quite pl a in. Thus f a r th e trail had not deviat ed from a stmight c o ur se This was goo( e vidence th a t no g uillin g baud w a s at the throttle Tb Pre was lit tle doubt but that the Hors e h a d kept a straight cours e for the timber belt ah e ad. S uddenl y P omp g av e a gasping cry. What arn dat, l'ish!" be cried. "Ka in't y o' h ear nuflin' ? Burney list e n ett. "Divil a b it!" he d e clare t l. "Shtpe me ears are rin g ing." Pomp f ell upon his f a ce on the gro und and lis t e n e d inte ntly. "Come!" b e saiJ, bri e lly. "I don' !lnk: we' s e pretty nigh d e Horse l'is h." phw a t do y e z m e an?" e xc l a imed Barney in amaz e me n:. "Jes yo' hoi' on !'is h and I show y o pretty quick." Togetller th e y pu s hed on over the prairie r a pidly for some ways. A mile was qu1ckly covered. Th e n Pomp halt ell. "Jes' yo' listen now, I'isb!" he cried. "H yo' kaln't h ea r anyting now you'se no good!" Tlle C eiL did listen. 'lhere was ne mistake now. Plainly to the h earing of both came a distant sharp and long drawn wail. 1t was a pel'p e tual cry and as Barney gazed at Pomp he gasped: Rejubers, it's that blasted a-wlloopin' her up!" "You'se right, I'ish!" cried the darRy. "Bejabers, then no barrum kin 'av cume t the StheanL Boss?" "or co'se not!" "i'bwere the divil wud yez say it was. anyway?" "Fo' snab, I done fink it am in dat <:lump o'J trees yonder!" "Begorra, tllen let us be off afther it." Away the two jokers went at lull speed. There was need or their hurrying, and the same thought was in the minds of both. 1 If the prowling Apaches should bear the whistle, anti it would be miraculous if they did not, they wouln near. Tl,ley were now quite near to t he timb e r h e lt. Upon gaining th e ele\'Ution they w e re en able d to look down upol) the scene witll e r .s e A sta rtling acene it was. In a semi-circle the Apache warri o rs on th e ir h o r s es w ere surrounci ing the S team Hors e which bead on bad run i nto the thick und e rbru s h of the timlJ.,r and there, the wheels becoming clogg ed, it bad he e n brought to a stop The whi s tle was still going, and at limes the resistance or the steam in the c y linder would s e t the wheels to whirring. The Apache s were evidently dumfounded at the spectacle. In the moonlight so clear and bright every d e t ail could be seen. The savages seemed 11fraid to approac!J tue Steam Horse. lt was more than lil;ely tball. they teared an ambusll or trick of some kind. But tl.!ey would try at times to drown the whistle witil t.heir wild yells. Then a flight of arrbws would rattle against the irontsides of the Horse. Bu t finally as there was no r e tallation they ventured to approach n ea rer. "Golly sakes! Wha t ebh e r am we gwine ter do?" cried Pomp It was really a ludicrou s th1ng to watch the maneuvers of t!Je savages V e ry caut1ou 9ly they appl'o a ch e d the obje ct of their curiosity. But s oon they IJe c ame satistiell that there wa s noll n d y in the wagon. This embolt :e ued them to at onc e rush about the S t e am Horse. The sc e ne which f o llowed was amusi ng a s well as thrilling. B a r ne y and P o mp could hear th e j abbe ring of the Apaches quite p l a inly. t o tUeir s urprise the savages did not seem mclin e d to do the Steam H o rs e any inj ury. 1'o th e c ont1 al'y it se emed to IJe their d esi re and purpose to take p ossession of i t a s tile white m a n h ad. A c o uple o f savage s w e re see n to climb into the wa g on. A numiJ'er o f them burned their h anll s up o n th e boiler, and one of them aliancloued :..n attempt to fee l of til e whistl e w!Jicb was going so fie rc ely. lt was evid ent th a t the eav age s wer e a t a loss how to shut o t r the whi s tle, or h o w to s e t th e S t earn Horse goin g This 8ee m ed to be th e ir ambition. S ndd e nly a num'Jer o f th e m se1zed bold of the rear wheels of th e wugou ami t o pull on them In a f e w m orn e n ts they had pulled the wagon and Horse out or the cle11se unliarbrus!J. CHAPTER VIJ. USELESS P U R SUIT. "SHURE, there'll be the divil to pay now!" cri e d Barney. The Celt was right. Tlle savages had got the Horse out of the forest but they had not closed the throttle. They dragged the wagon clec.r from the brusll and swung the rear end about. 'l his headed the horse due south. Two of the savages were in the wagon. They were jabbering excitedly, and apparently giving orders. It had n o t lleen difficult for the reliskins to pull tbe Steam Horse out of the underbrush. But now, with a full hea1 of steam gathering every moment, the Steam Horse took a sudden plunge forwar tt. In valn strove to bold the iron steed. The lmpHtus was gained, and the Steam Horse went filrward lile a resistless thunderbolt. Savages were hurled right nnd left like puppets. The two in the wagon appeared terrified, but hung on for dear life. Away went the Stea m Horse to the soutllward like a streak of lig!Jtmng. Nothing seemed ai.Jie to sLop it. Over a roll fn the prairie it went and out of sight. 1 Barney and Pomp were inten!!ely excited, but powerless. "Begorrn-, the Horse bas' given the spa! peens the slip afther all!" cried the Celt. "Shure, av we cut;\ only sttJop it now!" But this was out of the question. 'l'be ApacbAs seemed overwit&lmed with amazement for a time, and appeared to be wbollv unable to act. Then, as wit h one consent, they sprang to saddle and dashed away over the plain in pursuit. Soo n Steam Horse and savages nil w ere out or sight. Barney and Pomp were left alone upon the pmirie. For a few moments neither spoke. It was a genuine p oblem now to know just what move to make. "Shure, it's left in t oir ely we are !" finally Barney cried.-"I niver feU worse a bout anything in me loire." "Fo' ma s sy's sake, l'ish, whatebber shall we do?" It was certain!) a conundrum. Bat Barney, quick-witted Irishman that he was, was not long with-out an ide a. H e s a w below in the moonlight a couple of the Indian ponies graz. ing quie t ly. 'fh e y b e l o ng e d to the two aboard the Ste am Wagon. At onc e it occurr e d to th e CJelt to secure the ponies anll continue the pursuit of the S t ea m H o rs e H e bro a ch e d the idea to P o mp. "Golly dat a m a'ri g h t if yo' kin cat ch 'em," cri e d the tlarky. On me worrud it's not much good we are If we can't!" cried Barney. The Celt had at his belt a horsehair l a riat. Tllis be swung over his arm and went down upon the moonlit plain. Approachin g the ponies cautiously, he soon !:ad the lariat over the neck of one of them. was an easy matter to leap into the Indian saddle and lasso th e other. Pomp was on band at once. Mounted upon the ponieP, they started at once after the Steam llorse.


r FRANK READE, JR., IN SEARCH OF AN ANCIENT MINE. 9 Neith er bud yet abandoned hopes of getting possession of the Horse once more. Tbey rode on at full speed. But the In d ians and the Steam Horse had got the start of them, and it did not seem possible to overtake them. However, they rode on for rmles. Daylight was now breaking. 'l'he trail could be plainly seen, and to the gr_eat dismay of the two servitors it l ed directly into the Los Pinos Hills. Soon tney came to a tract of rocky soil, where the coarse gravel and stone completely hid the trail. Jt was Jlatly impossible to follow it furt!Jer. Barney and Pomp were much diemayed. "Golly1 what am we g;vine to do rtow?" cried the darky, in distress. "Begorra, we're busted," was Barney's laconic rejoinder. "Don' doulilt that, l'ish, not de leustest bit. Massy on us! Whatehber will be de end ob all dis anyway!'' But there was no use in wasting time there or crying over spilt milk. Certainly the only method was to push on at ran om. This tl.'ey proceeded to do. Once Burney thought of going back for Frank Reade, Jr. But he bad not the moral courage to do that. The two jokers were truly in a miserable frame of m:nd. Neither could have ueen induced to play a jok e at that moment no matte r ho\vood the opportunily. The affair had sobered ttem completely. Two dejected looking in dividuals they certainly were. But they pushed on into the hirs now. There was a deep cut or gorge that extended between the two high crowned hills. It looked reasonable that the Steam l!orse bad gone in this direction. At least it was the straight course, and they took it. For folly o. mile they kept on. Then Pomp dropped from his pony's buck with a cry of joy. He picked up a bright vari-colored serape. It was of the kind wove and worn by the Apaches. That it hnd been dropped by one of them was certain. It looked as if they were on the right track, and both felt reasaured. "Golly! I reckon we soon ober ta&e dem if we keeps on!" cried Pomp. "Howly Mither, I belave yez, naygurl" replied Barney. On they rode at a full gallop. But soon they came to a point where the gorge narrowed. Her.e a thrilling inc itlent was in store for them. Suddenly both ponies halted short with snorts of alarm. For a moment Barney and Pomp were wholly at a loss to account for th is. Btt tue next moment it became plain enough. Down into the trail there descended a monster form. There, crouching full in their path, was 11 monster specimen or the savage mountain lion. This most deraded animal or the southwest lay upon the ground in a crouching position, waving its tail tlercely and glarng at them. The two ponies sto(ld in fear and trem!Jling and were with difficulty controlled. "Och hone! Wud yez luk at the horrid baste!" cried Barney in clMm. "Massy on us!'' screamed Pomp. "It am a big panther, au' he hab us fo' suah, !'ish." "Shut up, yez blatherin' fool!" cried Barney, excitedly. "Shure we knin't turn back now. We must go troo flat path." "Fo' de Lor' sakes don' yo' try it," cried Pomp. ''It neher wud do. Yo' will git killed fo' snahl" "Bejnbers, it's ther bloody panther I'll be after killin'," cried Barney, drawing his rille from over his back. "Have at yez, yez ugly Iukin' brcte!" With this the Celt tired. His aim was not bad, but for some reason or other it did not Jay out the panther. In fact a panther IS well known to be a hard animal to kill. Tl!e bullet probably only wounded and infuriated the beast. The next mom e nt it uttered a tremendous roar ana came for the Celt like a thunderbolt. Harney was quick and agile in his movements. If h@ had not been, that moment would have been his last. The panther had eprung for the pony's back. Barney saw in flash that his shot had missed, and he !mew that to full into t.he panther's clutches meant death. So, quick as a Jlash, he dropped from his pony's back. 'l'be next moment the panther's body struck tlie game little pony in the necl,, The pony went to the ground like a bullet, and the panther's huge jaws were set deep in the little animal's spinal column. lt was all over with the pony in an instant. But Barney bad escaped, ami had r a n wit.h all speed to Pomp's side. "Golly, jes' let's git out ob dis at once!" cried the darky, fearfully. "Bejabers, give us yer guo, ye misfit monl,eyl" cried Barney. Pomp yielded up his gun without another word. Quick as a tlt1sh, Barney drew another bead upon the panther. The Celt had certainly shown great pluck in the contest. Crack! This time the Irishman's aim was good. The bullet sped true to the mark and struck the panther fall in cbest. The bullet must have penetrated at once to a vital spot. The hu:te beast made a eonvul sive ieap in the air and then fell in a heap. 'l.'here was a convulsive nemor and then all was over. The panther was dead. Whurroo!" yelled Barney. "Shure it's mesilf as lald the baste out, bad luck ter his ugly carcass!" "Yes, but yo' hain't no lilly pony no mo'," cried P omp; "how am yo' gwlne fo' to t rabb le no \'I?" Thia was tho truth and m ade Barney look a bit glum. But the Ce!t was naturally light of spirit, auo cned recklessly: "Bejabers, I kin yet ride with Shank's mare, nn' it'll not be the forst toime eyther." Then he went up and begal! to stroke the panther's skin. "Shure it's moi;hty welll'd Joika to have that fur for a rug in me front h all at home!" he cried. None av the aristocr a cy have any thing bettber nor that." Golly, yo' am right, l'isb, but I don' fink we am wastin' time yer.'' "All roi gbt, naygur. If yez will le ad on I'll folly yez." "Huh!" snifl"ecl Pomp. "1 done link yo' wud ueber he in mall Sil!ht. I to!' y6 what, l isb, yo' must climl' up on dis yer pony's back wif nl'e." Bejabers, he'll niver howld us!!' "Don' yo' fink so." I Tbe attempt was made, however, and with suc ce ss Of cou1se the pony could only go with moderate speed. They had barely started, however, they were give!l :i shock of surprise. There was a clatter of wheels, and looking up_ tl1e B.>rne y cried wildly: Be me sow!, naygur, it's ther Steam Horsjl, an' divil a bit do I knnw who it is a-clhrivin' av it." This was the truth. A white man was at the dasher, and he seemed to handle the H(lrse with perfect ease. But it was not Frank Rende, Jr., nor Texas Jack, but a perfect stranger to Barney and Pomp. CH.(\.P'fER VIII. UNDERGROUND. THE feeling whtch came over Frank Reade, Jr., when he discov erect the disapp ea rance or Texas Jack iu so mysterious a manner, was one of cold chilling terror. There / was no possible way that scout could have retreated Into the cover of the trees. He had been at Frankls shoulder just a moment previous. Now te was out or sight He bad vanished as if of vnpor, and not a trace was lpft behind. "Heavens!" gasped Frank. "Where is he?" Then he raised his voice. Jack! Where are you?" The inventor imagined that the answer came hack from a muffieu distance. But what it was he could not tell. Impressed with a sense of superstition such as his nature was for eign to, Frank started to leave the dell. But all in that, moment an unearthly cry went up from a point by the lake shore. It echoed in quavering notes among the tree tops, and sent a grave yard chill of horror into Frank's bosom. "Heavens!" he gasped. "It is not difficult to believe that this re.. treat does belong to th?,nevil himself But the practical part of Frank's nature 1\!!Serted itself. He determinea to, if possible, J ear n the myst ery of the place. Therefore, he made a leap forwa rd an1 ran for the shore. Bursti(lg through the shrubbery, be came out upon the white sands. It was just at the moment that a shadowy figure st to walk out on the surface of the lake. "Man or ghost, I'll stop him!" muttered Fra!!k, res o ltt ely. His first impulse was to use his r e volver. But be desisted. His next move was to make a tremendous leap forward and grah the unknown. . Clutching him with both bands, Frank cried: "Hold on, my friend. I want to lind out who and what you are." Frank bad hold of a tangible form, and in a moment was wrestling with a person somewhat his inferior in strength. With a quick m(\vement he tore away t.he cowl shading the face, and beheld the features of a Moqui Indian. He was cert a inly flesh nne! blood, and only a Moqui Indian. The first surmise was correct after all. The mysterious inhabitants of the region were no others lha n a remnant of the once powerful band of Moquis, cliff dwellers and pueblo builders. So astonished was Frank that he r e lax ed his g:rip for a moment. Quick as a llash the Moqni, with a peculiar a nimal-like cry, broke away and vaniahed in the gloom. The young inventoT did not pursue. He was amazed. "Well, I nev er!" he muttered. "I can understand now what all this hocuspocus business means. These Moquis live here in the basin, and adopt these ghostly act ions to work upol) the superstitious fears of tile Apaches, their foes, and frighttln til em away."


10 FRANK READE, JR., IN SEARCH OF AN ANCIEN'l' MINE. 'i'here was no dollbt of tbe correctness of tllis surmise But Fran!< was yet satistied. He advanced to the edge of the water and reached down under the surface. His hand at once encountered the strands of a tinely woven lariat bridge, which was less than an iuch below the surface of the lake. It was upon this that thll cunning Moqnis crossed an1 gave the illu s ion of walking spirit-like upon the water. "Cleve r muttered Frank. I t hink I understand now." But Frank knew that the Moquis were never warlike, am! be felt no more fear while on the island. lie r eflected tllat the strange uati ves would not harm him, if bo did not do them an injury, which be hod no idea of doing. But mysterious disappearance of Texas Jack wus not yet ex plained. Frank was determined to solve this problem at any co st. He did not attempt to do any harm whatever to the lariat bridgP-. He allowed it to remain and started to return to the clearing where he ball last s ee n 'l'exas Jack. 'l'here was a half hope in the young inventor's llosom that be might encounter another of the M oquis H he should happen to, be was resolved to hold the fellow and en ueavor to make terms w1th the strange p e opl e But as far as could be seen or heard there w e re none or them about. All was the stillness or the gmve upon the isle. Frank walked quickly into the clearing where be had last seen Texas Jack. "Jack!" he exclaimed, in a sharp tone of voif:e. "If you are about here apeak to me." But no answer came back. The night wind soughed mournfully through the trees. A distant coyote's bowl was heard, but that was all. If ever be w a s mystified in his life, Frank Reade, Jr., was no"''What could it all mean? What had become of Texas .Tuck? He was wholly at a loss to understand any of these things. But a thrllling change in affairs, anu of which !Jewas little. aware, wus at band. h came upon him suddenly and he was unprepared for it. He the dell to theE pot where he had stood with Texas Jack, intending to examine the groGnd. But suddenly he experienced a shock, felt the ground give way beneath him and shot vered upon looking at his watch. They hnd very likely covered fourteen or fifteen miles underground, and were for aught they knew wholly lost. It did not look encouraging for an escape from the place. To per-ish in such a manner was a frightful thing to contemplate. But suddenly a gasping cry escaped the scout. "Look!'-' he cried. "What do ye call that pard?" Down one of the cavern passages il) the distance was seen a gleam of It was like the rays of a beacon lamr to the lost mariner. "Saved!" gasped Frank Reade, Jr. "Luck is with us, Jack." "By hookey! I believe ye're cried the scout. excitedly. Both without a moment's fur,Hter delay started toward the light. Though they little dreamed it a thrilling surprise was in store for them. I CHAPTER IX. ENTRAPPED. THE surprise or 'Barney and Pomp to see the Steam Horse in the bands of a stranger may well be imagin e d. The two faithful servitors stood spell hound gazing at the 'l'he occupant of the wagon being a whiie man, they did not \)-ttempt to beat a retreat. But they stood gaping with sheer wonderment at him. "Howly Mither!" gasped Barney, in the sheerest of amazement. "Phwativer can all nv that mean?'' "Golly! I done link dat am de queerest ling I eber beerd tell ob!"' exploded Pomp. It was certatnly a strange thing. But at that moment the driver of the Steam Horse saw them. At once he closed the throttle and applied the brake. He waved a band to them ns the Horse came to a stop. "Shure, it's save\l we are!" cried Br.rnoy, joyfully. He's a frind to us. naygur!" "G:;lly, amn't we in ob luck, r criAd the dnrky. The Steam Horse was now at a standstill. The white man opened the wagon door ar;d sprang out. "Hello, friends!" be cried. "Welcome to yon!" "Begorra, the liame to yez!" cried Barney. "SLture an' ye've saved the Steam Horse for s!" "You don't mean it! Is this machine your property!" Shure an' it is that!" "Willi, then I am indeed, to see you. My name is Jack Howard. Who are you?" I am Barney O 'Sh ea, an' I'm in the imploy av Misther Ftank Reade, Jr., who is the real owner." "What! Frank Reade, Jr.! I have heard of b1m. Is be not a famous inventor?" Shure, that is he, sor." "Ah, now I see; and you two are Barney and Pomp?" That we are!" Well, I'm to see you. Get aboard at once. I'll take you out of here by a safe way._ There's a big crowd of savages Just coming into the pass." "Shure yez don't mean it!" cried Barney, excitedly; "if yez know the way out shore yez may dhrive ahead!" "Well, I do!" All roigbt thin. But howiver did yez iver gilt possession av the Horse?" "Ab, that is a nice little tale which [shall have to tell you!" said the stranger, in a glib manner. "You see, I was over in the valley stalking a deer when I heard a great rumpus. I looked around' und I saw the Steam Horse coming l:ke a locomotive. Well, I couJ,:n't make up my mind what it was at first. For a moment I reckoned that some locomotive on the Union Pactflc had strayeu from the rails and down here some way. But then I re-


F:rt.ANK READE, .JR., IN SEARCII DF .AN .ANCIENT MINE. 11 membered being down in Texas two months ago nnd bearing tell or a Steam Horse that soma big gun of an inventor bad down th e re. Wall, I reckoned that this was the same Ste am Horse. Tbar was a hull tribe of Injuns follerin' it wboopin' and yttllin' lik e mall. "I saw how tbtl thing had happened at onct. I r e ckon e d a s how the Hor s e b a d got away from ye and w a s runnin g amuc k But the question wns, how was I to circumv ent t her Injuns! Wall, !jest up wit h my ritle in my qu a nd a ry an' fired a sh o t a t ther Ros s Would ye believe it, it struck him in the jaw aud cl o s e d the throttl e 1 "'l'ber Ross came to a stop not fifty y ards away. I put in my licks an' got thar afor e tile reds. I u se d to b e locom o tive e'ng ineer o n the r old Peunsylvanja Railroad an' I kn e w je8t bow ter set th e r machir.ery goin'. 1 turne t l ther Hoss at>out, giu th e r reds a good race a n' c o m e hyer, as you Bile." ., Barn e y and P o mp had listened with gren.t int e re s t They did not f o r a mom e nt' doubt thi s yarn of Jack Howard's. It was certainly all very plau s ible except perhaps the wond erful rifle shot, and tllis tlley overlook ed. B P jabers, Misthe1 Howard yez done well!" cri e d B a rney. S hur e it's a "int lem a n ye ani!" Yo' am j e s' suah dat :1\farse Frank he u e b e r fo'git yo' fo' dis,' \ de clared Pomp. is all right," said Howard, with a qu e er grimace. "Le t's all pile aboartl am\ get out of her e !" "Didn't yo' say de Injins was com in' dat way!" ask, but you see I know a go o d way out or here just a little ways above. We can easily make it ahead of the reds auu outwit tllem neat and clean." A.'rigllt, said" Without the least bit of suspicion or hesitatin g Barney and Pomp climbed into the wagon. Whar dill you leave Mr. Reade? asked Howard. Barney told him. "Who was with him?" "A gemmau named Texas Jack." Howard gave a quick start. Ah !" he exclaimed, in a peculiar harsh voice, he is a scout, is he not?" B e gorrn, I believe he is, sor!" Howard muttered something under his breath. Then be opened the throttle and the S team Horse went np the gorge at rapid speed. Soon the valley spoken or lay before them. But somewhat singularly not a samge was in sight. Barney could not help expressing his surprise at this. "How do yez make that out ? he cried, in amnzement. "Phwere iver hava the divils gooe to!" "Well, that is curious!" rejoined Howard. "But don't be too sure. They may be biding in that long l!;rasg over yon c :er." "Begorrn., I think I'll have me rifle all ready:" declarotl Barney. "I links jes' cle some," said Pomp. But both were rewardNl with surpri se. Not one of the weupons coultl be fount!. The wagon did not seem to hold a firenrm. "What's the matter?" asked Howard, sharply. "Fo' goodn"ess sake!" gaspetl Pomp. Wllere am my rifle gone to?'' "An' mine too, bejabers!" cried Barney. "Can't ye find 'em?" "Divil a bit!" "Never mind, you may not need to use them. I reckon the sav ages took th e m." But Barney and Pomp were wholly myslili e d by the singular state of afJ"airs. O a t am de strar.gest flng l'se heerd tell ob yit!" critJd Pomp P'rnps dem two lngiues what was iq dis yer wnggin mought h11b took dem away!" "Of co 1rse they did!" cried Howard, impatiently. "It can't be helped now I" But Barney and Pomp were far from being satisfied. From that moment a speciE'S of distrust palled upon them. mining flume ran into a stream near, and there were mining scattered a uout. Also to the surprise and horror of Barn e y and Pomp, fully a hun dred armed and painted Apacll e a w e r e loun g ing about the camp. "Golly fo' glory, ma s s y s akes ali be!" e xplod e d Pomp, l e apiog to his f e et. Where am yo' takin' ob u s Marse Howartl? Don ro' s ee where we am?" "Begorra, it's the Apaches," bowl e d Barney. "Shure i t 's kilt w e are intoirely alr e ady, an' ui ver a way to escape. Och bon e turn the Horse ab o ut at ouce!" But How a rd h a d clo se d the throttle and turned hke a panther. A r e volver gl e amed iu each b a nd, anti in a voice of thunder be cried: "Hold whe re you are. Hands up or you are d e ad men!" Too l n t e B a rney and Pomp sa w the tre ach ery or t he move. "Fo de L o r' s sakes!" g as p e d P o mp. "Who am yo', sah ? "Who am I?' cried their treache r ous c a ptor, wit h a je e riug laugh. W ell, it will make y o u smile when I Lei! you. Did you not see that?" H e touched a long black plume in his wide som b rero. "Be j a b ers I know!" gas ped Barney. "I lleurd Mr. T e xas .Thck tellin' about Black Plume.'' I "You are right!" said the white ren e gade, with a smil e ; is just what I am." -At UJis moment the Steam Horse sJrro unded by the excited I Apaches. "Take them out and bind them!" was Black Plume's order. It was iustantly obeyed. The two white prisoners were led out into the Open and quickly bound. They were surrounded by a hideous gang of the cruelest savages on the f a ce of the earth the Apaches Tboy reulizetl this well, a nd their hearts sank with i n them. It seemed truly as if their rate was sealed. "May the Howly Vargin pr e sarve us!" groaned Barney. "Pbwat iver will Mistber Frank. think uv all thi s P But Black Plume advanced at this moment. There was a scornful light in his keen eyes, as be said: "So Mr. Frank Reade, Jr., thought be could trick me out of the Mazetlan Mine, did lle? Well, be has made a bit of a mistake; and be will llnd it out.'' Indeed, this seemed true. ,, Neither Barney nor Pomp felt that they were io a position to deny it. With the Steam Horse and both of them in the power of the UD Acrupulous foe, the outlook was most a dreary one. CHAPTER X. THE TRAGEDY OF THE CAVE. As Fronk Reade, Jr., and Texas Jack drew nearer to the gleam of dayligllt they llad no thought whatever of the surprise in store for them. ; As they wect on the light grew broader and soon objects about be came more visible. The next moment they came into the mouth of the cavern and saw the dnyligbt all ubout them. Through the ntouth of the cave they saw the walls of a But what sudQenly claimed their attention and gave them a shoclt or surprise was the sight of six long poles stacked in the center of the cave. A secood glnnce rev e aled th e m as ancient halberds of Spanish make and rusted and begnmed wlth time. But the next ohject that rr:et their gaze was more thrilling. Ben eath the halberdR lay the whitened bon e s of a skeleton. '! he skeleton wns that of a humuo being, and pieces of rusty armor, a lance head, shield, and heavy sword were intermingled with it. Not far from thi s skeleton was anoth e r. Beyond that another. Fraok counted six of the skeletons, one to each Lalberu in the stack. "By hookey!" gasped Texns Jack. "Did ye ever see anything like that!" quick as we can!" declar e d Pomp. I done fink we had bettah go back an' fin' Marse Frank jes' as I "All right!" agre e d Ilowao:l. We will do that." "But yo' umu't goln' in de right direck s hun fo' dot." "They are the remains of an ancient party of explorer&," declared Frank. "Spaniards beyond a doubt. They los t thP-ir way and starved to death in this terrilJie place. What a trage dy!" At this moment Texas Jack touched the stacked halberds, ancJ the poles crumbled into a heap of rotten wood. Only the dry air of the cavern had el)abled time to preserve them for so great a space. "Oh, yes, I am," declared lloward. "We will soou get out of the valley!" Golly, but dou' yo' see dat we shouly wer e v ery uneasy and half temp t ed to a ssert au thor ity. But Howard"s manner seemed so honest withal, that they cculd not bring them s elves to do it. '!'he Steam Horse was now very near a brenk ir. the hills. Soon it shot into this nnd then all in n flash of time a startliug scene burst upon the vision cr the two servitors. They were inst antly brought into a large, square alcove in the mountain side, high walled on all sides but one. There were rude wigwams scatt.eretl about, the long sluices of a There was little d oubt the remaine had been there for two centuries and a half or more. "I should judge Lhat these were Spanish adventurers in search of gold," crle

' I __ -r 12 FRANK READE, JR., IN SEARCH OF AN ANCIENT MINE. Barred In!" he ejaculated. I "That is it!" "'l'hen I reckon these poor chaps were barred in here to st:1rve to death." Sure enough, there plainlv revealed was the flat stone. Time had caused the turf to grow over it. Frank and the scout sat looking inquiringly at each otller. Then Frank said: "It looks that way!" I The two explorers looked at each other tor a moment in amaze-I ment. What shall we do?" "Dig!" "But we haven't any tools!" "Wall, beats mel" exclaimed Texas Jack. "Who'd ever think of findtng sirh a den as this in these bills!" Sure enough!" "But now uo we know that we ain't barred in ourselves?" Texas Jack advanced and gave one of the bars a sharp blow. In an instant tt crumbled anll fPII. 'fhe rust of had disintegrated it, and it was easily displac. ed with the slightest blow. But Frank had gone back to search the prieon cave. "I am interested in this atl'air," he declared. "I want to see if I \ can find an explanation of it all." He searched not long before !tis efforts were rewarded. 1 n the soft limestone of the cave he found au inscription etched ap parent y with the point or a sword. It was done in Spanish, which we will rentler translated for the beLefit of the reader: A. D. 1592. God defend the just. I; Sebastian De Romero, with five companiotlS, through the treachery of Don Miguel De Cardez, have been thrown iCito this ternble dun)!'eon to die a llorrible deatb. To whoever shall find bones here End explanation. "From Spain we sailed for tile New World three years gone by. Adventures we have bad of many sorts in our search for gold. At last after months of toil we bave round it. Gold-gold-enough to buy the crown or Castile. But Miguel drew a deep whistle. "And ller champion?" If you choose." 1 "Well, you are quite a man, ain't yer? So you are the fellow that invented that wonderful Steam liorse?" "lam," replied Frank. Well, certainly it was quite a wonderful invention. I have round it such, and that it will make me a nice vehicle to journey around tllis region in." "You!" gasped Frank. "You have found it such!" Oh, you don't know then t!Jat the Steam Horse is in my poses sion?" "Heaven!" gasped Frank in dismay. "Is that the truth?" It is. If yoQ doubt m,v word I can very soon find you plen Ly o! proof thi1t I tell the truth;" J


-' I FRANK READE, JR., lN SEARCH OF AN ANCIENT MINE. 13 Frank was wholly overcome with horror. He had not given a to Barney and Pomp nor the Steam Horse during his thrill ing adventures. "We are lost!" he groaned, turning to Texas Jack. "Not much!" growled the scout. "One man ain't goin' to corral me." "Easy, Texas Jack!" gritted the renegade. "There is more than one man to oorral you. Escape is impossible." "That is for you to say, Jake Snyder," returned the scout, boldly. "Hold where you are, TPxus Jack! There has always baen a hard score to settle between you f nd me." Yer ri.,.htl'' "It begins to near the settlement, and it looks much in my favor." But Texas Jack had drawn his revolvers and backed up against the clilf. I die game!" he gritted. Look out fer that, renegade " Throw down those pistols!" "Never!" Black Plume made a signal with his band. In a moment from the cover of the rocks about there leaped forth a score of painted Apaches. As many deadly rltles covered the two gold-diggers. But Texas Jack would not have yieldea even then had it not been for Frank Reade, Jr. The young inventor whispered: ""' "I say Jack, don't thrdw your life away. There's a chance for us yet." Tlle words had their weight. 'l'he scout lowered his revolvers. "I'm game, but ye've got the upper hand, Jake Snyder!" he de clared. "That's the sense of It!" declared the villain, with flashing eyes. I've a better fate in store for you." In a twinkling the two whites were bound band and foot. 'l'hen, between Lhe fierce Apaches, they were bodily carried along the mountain side. Black Plume ordered that the gold nuggets unearthed should be thrown back into,the pit and covered up. "I will come for them when I want them/' be declared; "it is the safest place for them." Tlle two prisoners were carried to the mining camp, which we have described in a previous chapter, and where were Barney and Pomp. It bappened that the darky and tlle Irishman llad hardly an hour in captivity, when Frank Rende, Jr., and Texas Jack were brought in. 'l'bey were all placed within distance. Massy sakes, Marse Frank!" exclaimed Pomp, with excitement, howebber did dey cotch youse?" In a very simple manner," replied Frank, relating his experiences; but bow did tiley get bold or you and the Steam Horse?" Barney and Pomp both groaned. But the darky told the truth word for word. Frank listened, and gazing at t.he distressed faces of the two humbly penitent JOkers, could utter no reproach. "Well," be said, brielly, "we are not in a vety good position here." Bejabers, that's thrue enough, Misther Frank!" declared Barney. "Shure, I wish I knew the way out av it." "Huh! lint's wha' we all said Pomp, with a snifl. Don't yez be so fresh, naygur!" I ain't 'fra!d ob yo', I' ish!" That's all roigbt fer yez to say, naygur, now that I'm tied band an' foot. But if 1 had me legs now l'd show ye--" Barney did not finish. At this moment a delegation of the Apaches came along. omp and Barney were picked up like puppets and carried to the foot of the precipice wall. Here they were tied to posts, or rather trees, which had been cut oil' ten feet from the ground. "Begorra, it's burn in' us at the stbake they'll be aftber doin'!" cried Barney, I jes' reckon we'd bettah say our prayers!" moaned Pomp. But their fears were hardly relieved when the saw the real pur pose of their brutal captors. The Apaches prod:1ced a bundle of long-bladed, keen huntingknives. Every one of these had been whetted to razor-like keenness. A distance was measured off and a line drawn. The AJlacbes were all tbe while jabbering furiously. and excitedly. Suddenly one of them picked up a knife and threw It at Pomp. The darky not have moved bad be attempted to do so, and his belief was strong that his end had come when be saw the knife trav11l ing towards him. But the keen blade did not penetrate his body, as he feared it would. On the contrary, it struck the post to which be was tied; not half an inch from his ear. There it remained sticking. A loud yell went np from the sav:ages. Pomp's sensations can hardly be imagined. Cold perspiration broke ont all over the poor nife's course would have sent it into his hrain. The risk was considerably more than he was wililng or anxious to incur. But as it was neceesity seemecl to sway matters, and the two un fortunate servitors were lar gely the victims of circumstances. The savages saw and understood the terror of the unfortunates. This only added to their enjoyment, and they made tlle welkin ring with their shouts and derisive laughter. The post to which Pomp was tied was filled literally full of the knives. Barney next came in for the same kind of treatment. After awhile, however, the savages desisted and cllanged the pro gramme. And. now they indulged in the exhibition of a specimen of the re fined cruelty of which their natures were capable. Stakes were driven into the g-round at certain distances apart. Then Barney and Porn p were thrown at full length on the ground and hands and ankles were bound to these stakes. In this Irksome position they were left for a timP.. So widely stretched were their wrists and enkles that t\1ey had absolutely no freedom whatever, aud th(l strain upon their muscles may be imagi.ned, Tllis was in itself terrible torture but that the fiends bad in store even ";orse was soon made manifest. Presently two of the savages advanceu carrying a horrid looking burden. These were two monster diamond back rattlesnakes, with their poi sonous heads carefully secured between forkeu sticks. To the ta1l of each snake, just. al!ove the rattles, there was tightly tied a strip of rawhide. This bad been soaked well In water and as a result bad shrunk to within an incll or two of its natural length. The snakes were placed upon tlle gr.onn d at a certain distance from the prisoners. 'l'hen the rawhi

14 FR.i.NK READE, JR., IN SEARCH OF AN ANCIENT MINE. In his position Barney was having the same experience. The two snakes made occasional springs at the prisoners, and it could be seen that at each leap the distance was being diminished. The fiendish cruelty df an Apache Indian is wholly without an equal. While Barney and Pomp were undergoing this awful ordeal, Frank Reade, Jr., and Texas Jack were having an experience scarcely l!)SS av.ful. The fiend, Black Plume, had caused the two men to be stripped to the waist and bou.nd to rings weld e d in the wall of the cliff. 'fhen a couple o'f savages at ten paces practised throwiug porcupine li!pines at their naked bodies. The spines were keen, and while there was no danger of their pene t rating sufficiently to make a mortal wound, yet the agony from them was almost unendurable. The renegade stood by and roared with laughter as tile faces of the priaoners il!lowed their sufferings. At one time they had fully a score of the quills in various parts of the clJeRt and arms. Their bodies were dripping with the blood drawn, and the agony increased as the flesh became more and more raw. "Good Heavens!" gasped Texas Jack, finally. "Why don't ye kill us, renegade, and be done with it?" Black Plume laugbad scornfully. "It does not suit me to do that," he declared, with a ace. ''I menu that you shall feel my vengeance!" "For what is your vengeance?" asked Frank, quietly. What harm have we ever done you?" "You have come here to dispossess me of Mazetlan." "It does not belong to you." "It is mine by all rights." "That is a foul lie. She who bas the just claim upon it Is the widow of poor .Bill Barstow." The villain smiled jeeringly. "Perhaps so," be said, contemptuously. "But r-erhaps you will tell me how she is goin5 to get possession of It''' "It certainlr don't look like it at present," agreed Frank, "but 1 can tell you that our fate will not go unavengelll" "Who will be the avenger?" "Time will tell." "Spare your threats. You are not in a position to utter them. Ah. Yellow Dog, Coyote, enough of the quills." At this word of command, the two savages desisted in throwing tbe porcupine quills. At a l!esture from Black Plume they brought forward a couple of gourds filled with alkali water from the salt luke below, was in solution with other matter, and as with their fingers the torturers bega::; to throw it in a spray upon the raw J:lesh of the sufferers, the can well be imagined. Awful cries of agony escaped the lips of the tortured men. For a moment they were literally in torment. After some moments of this treatment, at a motion from the rene gade, the two tormentors retired. "Well!" sneered Black Plume. in his coptemptuous way. "What think you of my vengeance now?" "You are a fiend!" cried Frank, forcibly. "You ara also cow ard. The brave man kills but does not torture his foe." Black Plume made an impatient gesture. "Do not villify me," lie said, savagely, "or I shall not be as mer ciful as I am. You have suffered but a tithe of the torture I have in store for you. 1 will leave you to reflect upon the folly of your course in coming into this region. 1'evoi1'!" Mockingly the \'illaio laughed and then strode away. For a time Frank an\1 Texas Jack suflered exctuciating agony from the effect of the alkali upon their wounds. After a time, Frank said: "I am afraid we are doomed, Jack." "Wall, I swar I feel like it myself, pard." Is there no way that we can possibly escape?" I don'r think of any.'' Not fifty yards awey was the Steam Horse. Frank gazed wistfully at his wonderful invention, and reflected upon the mighty risk of invading a region so thickly infested with bad char acters. But yet he had nothing to regret. ].?ortune bad been against them. His had l.ieen a philanthropic mission, and he had striven to execute it nobly. But failure seemed upon him. It was hard to think so, yet there was the Indisputable fact. How he longed in his heart at that moment for liberty to gain pos s e ssion once more of the Steam Horse, and overthrowing the villain ous Black Plume, wipe out the curse of the region. But there seemed no chance. He bad writhed in his bonds and tried to loosen them. But ha did not seem able to do this. Texas Jack, however, had been intently watching the movements of the Apaches. Suddenly he wl1ispared: "Frank!" "What?'' What's the racket now? Do ye see that medicine mnn?" A medicine man, r1gged up in an outlandish fashioc, bad appeared in the mouth of}he mine entrance. He commenced to chant and beat two clubs togetlier in a Curious manner. At the whole Apache gang made a rush Cor the mir;e, They va111shed withtn it, and not one remained outside. Baruey and Pomp yet lt\y upon the ground, with the two venomous rattlers trying inefl'ectually to reach them. lt was certain that before very long they would rAally succeed in doing this. 'l'hen the fate of the two servitors woull be settled forever. Every one of tile Apaches and Black Plume, the renegade, as well bad auswered the call of the medicine rna 'l'hey were all in the mine. From the sounds which emanated therefrom it was safe to assume that a grand pow-wow, or coun cil was being held. That this was a fact Frank and Texas Jack felt assured. A yearning hope seized Frank. Oh, if he could only loosen his boll'ls. How easy it would be bv a dash to liberate the others, gain the Stean;t Horse and make a break for lillerty. But Frank lamed his wrists in the vain endeavor. lie was bound with sLout thongs and they would not yield. But suddeuly the young inventor was g1ven an electrical thrill. The scout spoke! ''Frank!" "Well'" "Sh! Keep cool. I honestly believe that I can loosen my bonds!" Frank gave a gasping cry. "You don't meau it?" Yes, I do!" "Gt.d help you to succeed!" "1 tllink 1 shall!" Several moments of susperse followed. Frank was in an agony of fear. The sounds from the mine now were not encouraging. It seemed as if the Apach e s were going to come out. But they did not. As fortunb had it the council was a long one. Doubtless many important questions were up for "How are you getting on, Jacl;!" "Slow! Just a bit more and I'll have my wrist out." "You'll have to hurry.'' "I know it!" "It is our last chance!" "You b e t!" The scout writhed and wriggled for some moments. Then to Frank Reada, J1.'s inexpressible relief came the whisper: "Hooray! I've got it, pard!" Texas Jack had one hand free. "Good for you!" exclaimed Frank, jubilantly. "Loae no time." "You beL I won't." The scout's arms were free. At once his nimble fingers began to untie the rope about his ankles. Success was with him. The knot yielded. He was free. With a quick, panther-like spring btl picked up a knife from the ground near. "I've my liberty!" he declared. "They will take my lire be fore I will give it up again.'' "Good I' said Frank. "We will die game!" "Yer rJahtl" With a quick movement the scout cut the bonds of Frank Reade, Jr. The yoang Inventor picked up a club and stnrted to the rescue ol BarnPy and Pomp. The two servitors had in the meantime narrowly escaped death. The rawhide thongs were fast elaxln;r and very soon tile reptiles must be able to reach them. une blow from the1r fangs would end nil. CHAPTER XIII. THE END. FRANK READE, JR., was well aware of the necessity of speedy act:ou. With the club he sprang for the reptiles. One of them had just made a desperate strike at Pomp. 'l'he darky could have sworn that the deadly fangs scraped his fore head. But Itickilv they did not tnke effect. With a swift blow with one of the clubs Frank dispatched one of the reptiles. But in doing this, through an inadvertence, he nearly sacrificed his life. he came within rnnge of the other snake. The reptile struck at him fiercely. \ Tlie snake's fangs caught in Frank's boot leg, but fortunately did not penetrate the skin. It was a close Mil. A second blow di9pntl)hed the reptile Then Frank turneJ to the prisoners. Och hone, Misther Frank, shure I knew well ye'd come," cried Barn'ly. "Ye niver forgot us yet." "No," replied Frank. "If you are to die we will all die together." Quickly be cut the bonds of the two faithful servitors.


25 :PRANK READE, JR., IN SEARCH OF AN ANCIENT MINE. They were upon their feet quicKly. All four of them were free Willi weapons they could have made a respecta!Jle fight the Indians. But Frank had no idea of making such a stand. He thought only of getting posseasron of the Steam Horse. With the Horse once more 111 his llunds he Mt tllat he could defy Black Plume und his gaug. Then it wr.s over. 'l'he scout was first upon his feet. The Ste11.m Horse was yet in its lllace. Burney and P"Jmp and Frank Reade, Jr., were unharmed. But the scout with an awful cry clutched Frank's arm and pointed to the mouth of the mine. A fearful sight was revealed. 'l'he whole shaft was closed in full. The shock of the earthquake had canstld it to cave in. At least he would L!lke care not t.o get into their clutches again. 'l'here stood \lid Horse with half steam on. Frank had started for the wagon, when suddenly rexas Jack clutched his arm. And there buried in the debris were the murderous Apaches with "Hold ou, panll" he said, nervously. "I tell ye something awJul id going ter happen." Wllp.t do you mean?" exclaimed Frank, in surprise. Listelf," repeated the scout, solemnly, Don't ye lee! and hear anything!"' Frank did feel and bear something, 11nd in that instant he partook of the scout's curious sensations and fear. The sky overhead was copper color. The air was to111 b-Jike in its oppressive stillness. But what seemed miles away was a dull roal' like the thunder of an oncoming cyclone, whrle tuere an indistinct trembling of the ground. What is it!" exclai!IK!d Frank, in surpris e. "Wall," replied the scout, wiLb pall'id face, "I've been in Vera Cruz when they've had an earthquake, and it always seemed just like this and--" The scout never finished the sentence. At that moment from the mine there came a sudden, long-drawn wailing cry. Then all lour were thrown upon their faces. 'l'be ground rocked, the air was filled with a sullen, awful roar. Not thirty secouds d1d it all lust. their leader, Black Plume. Retribution swift and terrii.Jll had over taken t!Jem. 'l'he little party exchanged glances and then turned their gaze rev erently Heavenward. To them there was in the awful traaeclr the hand of a Mighty Power, which alw11ys intercedes for the jusL' an'd the< righteous. There was no further trouble about proving the title to the Mazetlan mine. 'l'iJe Apacte gang under Black Plume thus disposed of it was not dittlcult to induce reputable miners to come into the region. The mine was opened by Frank Reade, Jr., and turned over to the Widow Barstow. She in turn disposed of it for several million dollars to a stock company. Thus she was enabled to meet the demon of want succP.ssfully. But to her dying day sue will-always bless Frank Reade, Jr., for his kind ness to her. Frank with Barney and Pomp and the Steam Horse returned to RPadestown. 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For sale by all newsdealers, or sent, post-paid, to any addre6s on of price, by Frank Tousey, publh!her, 34 and 36 North Moore Street. New York. P. 0. Box 2730. HOW TO DEBATE.-Givina rules for condt:ct!ng debates, outlines _for deb1,tes questions f o r discussion, and the best sources for procurmg informU:tivn on the questions glveu. Price 16 cents. For sa,le by all newsdealers in the United and Canada, or sent to your address, free, on reCRlpt of price. Address Frank Tousey, vublisher, 34 and 36 North Moore Street, New York. Box 2730. UOWT\JROW SATh AND BUILD A l30A'l'.-Fully filustrated. .J:very boy should how to r o w and S ltil '!boat .. Fllll are given in this little book, togethe r wrt.h lt<_ )"nctrons on sw1mmmg and riding c ompanion sports to boating. Price 10 cents. For sale bl all in the United States and O anadA., or we will send It to your address on rec eipt of the price. Frank Tousey, publisher, 84 and 36 North Moore street. New York. Box 2730. 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